Fortune tellers give eggs, the stepmother is a Taoist boss

Chapter 34
Ordinary people cannot see Grandma Amaranth. In their eyes, after a burst of golden light, Jiang Fuyuan is like a ghost, talking to herself in the air.

"Can you hear what she's saying?"

"Can't you hear me clearly? What is she doing?"

"Is she crazy?"

……

Zhu Yougui, who was closest, also looked confused.

Has the fairy summoned the spirit successfully?
Isn't that ghost near him? ?

Zhu Yougui couldn't help but shiver and quietly took two steps back.

He would rather be close to the coquettish old man than to be next to a ghost...

Jiang Fuyuan helped Grandma Amaranth pick up the vegetable basket on the side, which contained handfuls of green and dripping amaranth.

"Mother-in-law, do you come here every full moon day to wash amaranth?"

During the cleaning process of amaranth, the juice of the amaranth soaks into the water, causing the water in the ancient well to turn red.

Granny Amaranth nodded: "My magic power is meager, and I can walk freely in Jingcun only on the full moon."

"Then why don't you go to the priesthood?"

With the Heavenly Priesthood, as long as you are in your rightful place, you can enjoy incense offerings, the corresponding mana will also be increased, and you can also receive the merits distributed by heaven on time.

Isn’t it nice to receive a salary?

Jiang Fuyuan didn't understand why Granny Yucai stayed in Jingcun. She could see that Granny Yucai's divine body was already very weak. If she didn't return to the divine position, she would probably dissipate between heaven and earth.

"Alas..." Granny Yucai sighed, "To be honest, I was kicked out."

Granny Amaranth, whose original name was Wen Qiaofeng, was a good philanthropist with profound merits during her lifetime. After her death, she was included in the treasure book by the city god, granted land, and protected the people.

She had lived in Jingcun since she was a child, so she invited herself to be a landlady in Jingcun.

"...Not long after I entered the throne of God, someone came to kowtow and petition, saying that the old man at home had been ill for a long time and asked me to protect him, so I sent a ray of my soul to follow him to see him."

"I didn't expect that person to actually set up the Seven Evil Ghost Gate Formation. I have low magic power and no sense of defense, so I am trapped here."

Jiang Fuyuan frowned: "Is it difficult to break the Seven Evil Ghost Gate Formation?"

Granny Amaranth shook her head again, sighed and said: "The Seven Evil Ghost Gate Formation covers a large area, and Jingcun is only a part of it. I can't get out of Jingcun, and I can't see the entire formation."

She stood up and saluted Jiang Fuyuan: "Immortal Lord, I have a heartfelt request."

"All the ghosts in Jingcun were captured by the evil man. Now there are only a few poor wandering souls hiding in the corner. If I disappear, please don't embarrass them."

As she spoke, she closed her eyes in pain, as if she couldn't bear to look at the world.

"As a landowner, I can't protect the people. I can only take care of a few wandering souls. They were also villagers of Jingcun before they were alive..."

A burst of biting coldness interrupted Granny Amaranth's words. Everyone felt as if ice water had been poured into their bones, and they all shivered.

Xiaopang also noticed this strange cold air. He felt it more directly than Man and the demigod Amaranth Granny. In addition to the cold, there was also boundless fear.

It was like a wild beast being targeted by a natural enemy, and the hairs on the back of its neck stood up.

If he still has chills.

"Oh, if you don't take the road to the world, there is no way to hell."

The hoarse voice penetrated the eardrums and sounded from above everyone's heads.

Zhao Quansheng held a fly whisk and floated in the air, looking at everyone at his feet with his eyelids lowered.

Jiang Fuyuan raised his head with disgust on his face: "Is it you?"

Glancing at Zhao Quansheng's shadow on the ground, her tone was full of disappointment, "I thought you were dead and had gone to heaven."

Zhao Quansheng's eyes twitched, and he stared at Jiang Fuyuan with sadness: "Huh, you can only use your words. I will send you to reunite with this dead old woman right away..."

With a swish sound, a hard object hit the bridge of his nose at an extremely fast speed, and flew back to Jiang Fuyuan's hand.

It's that long piece of wood.

Jiang Fuyuan shook the wooden stick in his hand that was used as a boomerang and said coldly: "The villain dies from talking too much."

The nose that was hit was sore and warm. When he touched it with his hand, it was bright red. Zhao Quansheng, who had a nosebleed from the hit, was dangling in the air and almost fell.

"Looking for death!" He began to make seals with his hands: "From all over the world, all the ghosts come to worship, in the land of the Sutra Altar, the most spiritual spirit of the gods..."

Suddenly, dark clouds gathered in the sky, the sun was firmly blocked, and the sky and the earth were gray and black as far as the eye could see.

Zhao Quansheng's whole body suddenly emitted a burst of golden light, and a huge statue of Fu Zheng appeared behind him.

The statue looks like a common earthly god, with white beard and hair, downward-curved eyebrows and raised corners of the mouth. His usually amiable face is filled with indescribable weirdness at this moment.

"It's the Lord of the Earth! It's the Lord of the Earth!"

"The Lord of the Earth has appeared!"

The villagers shouted, ran over from a distance, knelt down and worshiped.

The statue slowly raised the wooden stick in its hand and said: "I accept the three treasures, grant you eternal life, and wander in the five directions..."

The strange rhythm resounded throughout Jingcun. The villagers looked up at the statue in a daze amid the sound.

"Shh-"

Another boomerang.

This time I went for the statue.

There was almost only an afterimage of the wooden stick, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of the statue.

A sarcastic smile appeared on Fu Zhengshen's face, and he did not dodge or dodge, letting the boomerang pass through his head.

"It's a clone!" Grandma Amaranth reminded, "His real body is not here, it's just attached to the thief!"

Zhao Quansheng laughed loudly, flicked his fly whisk, and pointed it at Jiang Fuyuan.

"If a mortal dares to fight against the Righteous God, I will turn you all into ghosts and sacrifice them to the Righteous God. Let's see how your Fuyuan Immortal Lord can save you!"

As he spoke, he formed a seal with his backhand to activate the formation.

As long as the Seven Evil Ghost Gate Formation is activated, all creatures in the formation will have their spirits reversed, their bodies will die and their flesh will disappear, they will fall into the ghost realm and become fresh ghosts.

Moreover, the ghosts forcibly created in the formation are not recorded in the Book of Life and Death. Even if they are all used to worship the gods, there will be no shady interference.

Zhao Quansheng could almost see the scene where Fu Zhengshen's mana increased greatly after swallowing the ghost.

"...All things in the universe will forgive you for your death!"

After reciting the incantation, the formation showed no response.

Zhao Quansheng's expression changed slightly: "How could..."

He pinched the seal with his backhand, and when he was about to recite the curse again, Jiang Fuyuan's cool voice came: "It is said that villains die from talking too much. Do you want to see if your formation is still there?"

Zhao Quansheng was shocked and couldn't help but glance at the nearest room.

Gone!

The formation he carefully disguised as a stone is gone!

Where the stones were originally placed, there is now only a shallow pit.

Looking at Jiang Fuyuan again, what she was tossing up and down in her hand was the eye formation stone.

With the blessing of the statue behind him, Zhao Quansheng saw that behind Jiang Fuyuan there was a hanged man with a long tongue.

"You, you can actually control ghosts!?"

Jiang Fuyuan raised her eyelids: "Do you believe that I can kill ghosts?"

As she said this, she took out a talisman and stuck it on the wooden strip. She raised her head and smiled brightly at Zhao Quansheng: "You don't really think that if you bring half a fake land, I can't do anything to you, do you?"

Before he finished speaking, Boomerang took action again.

Still heading for the statue.

"Thorn-"

The boomerang passed through the chest of the statue, making a sound like cracking silk.

The statue of Fudezheng was torn into pieces, the fragments twisted and deformed, and soon turned into powder and disappeared.

(End of this chapter)