Fortune tellers give eggs, the stepmother is a Taoist boss

Chapter 35 It's Late But Arrived
The idol disappeared, and the bewitched villagers were no longer controlled by the strange voice. Their godless eyes slowly regained focus, and they stood up in a daze.

"What, what happened?"

"Why are we all here...Why can't I remember..."

The effects of the illusion had not completely faded, affecting their memories, and the villagers felt as if they had not slept well all night.

Without the idol to rely on, Zhao Quansheng knew that he was no match for Jiang Fuyuan, so the only way he could go back to Bailong Temple was to hold Jiang Fuyuan back so that he could invite the real god.

With a sinister smile, he threw the black-handled Buddha dust to the right.

"Don't you know how to kill ghosts? Then let me see how many you can kill!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the black-handled whisk flew away and hung steadily above the shallow pit. It actually replaced the stone and became the new eye of the Seven Evils Ghost Gate Formation.

When the array eyes returned to their positions, people's hearts trembled at the same time. It seemed as if something had been opened. There was a faint sound of thunder in the ears, and the earth trembled, as if thousands of troops and horses were rushing in.

The overwhelming black shadows came from all directions, and the ghost energy exploded, so strong that it was visible to the naked eye.

Granny Amaranth's face changed greatly: "Immortal Lord, he is using the formation to raise ghosts! The ghost army has been formed!"

"Hahahahaha, the old lady has some knowledge! Enjoy my ghost army!"

After saying that, Zhao Quansheng no longer wanted to fight, turned around and ran towards Bailongguan.

"Old thief!"

Jiang Fuyuan wanted to pursue him, but found that the ghost army was already besieging the city, and the villagers were trembling in the strong ghost energy.

He kicked away a ghost soldier who was trying to knock down the villagers, and the little fat boy yelled: "Why are there people wearing Taoist robes among these ghosts!"

Grandma Amaranthus waved her vegetable basket, and while smashing the ghost soldier's head, she replied: "That thief has made all his fellow disciples into ghost soldiers! They are all Taoist priests before Bailong Temple!"

Waves of ghost soldiers are like a nest of ants, coming in a steady stream, kicking one away to make up for two, knocking back three to make up for four.

"No! We have to break the formation as soon as possible!" Grandma Amaranth turned and shouted, "That whisk! Destroy the whisk first!"

She was imprisoned and tortured by Zhao Quansheng, and she had long known how powerful the black-handled whisk was, so she quickly said: "Immortal Master, the whisk is extremely vicious, be careful..."

Before he finished saying the word "Be careful", Jiang Fuyuan squeezed through the black ghost army and pulled off the black-handled whisk with his bare hands.

With a "click", the fly whisk broke at the waist.

The menacing ghost army instantly stood like a puppet with its strings cut off, stupidly standing still and not moving.

Jiang Fuyuan turned around: "Mother-in-law, what did you just say?"

Granny Amaranth:......

She thinks too much.

Xiaopang squeezed towards Jiang Fuyuan and asked breathlessly: "Master, what should we do with so many ghosts? We can't let them stay in Jingcun."

The difference between humans and ghosts is not just talk. According to today's battle, everyone in Jingcun will be seriously ill due to the ghost energy.

If the ghost army continues to stay in Jingcun, the village will be destroyed and people will die.

"Leave professional matters to professionals." Jiang Fuyuan took out the soul-calling bell and shook it, "Fan Wujiu, Xie Bian."

In the blink of an eye, two figures, one black and one white, appeared in front of her.

Black and White Wuchang looked confused. Before they could speak, Jiang Fuyuan pointed at the dark ghost army and said, "I'm reporting that someone is raising an army privately!"

Black and white impermanence: ...

They really didn't expect that the Soul-Calling Bell would one day hit them.

But Jiang Fuyuan did nothing wrong. It was indeed their job to lure ghosts into the underworld to report.

But this is too much!The two of them can't finish even if they swing out the sparks with their seduction chain!

Jiang Fuyuan patted Hei Wuchang on the shoulder: "You don't need to thank me. It is the duty of us people to assist the officials in handling the case."

Black impermanence: ...

Leaving the mess to the reinforcements, Jiang Fuyuan pulled Xiaopang with her left hand and Granny Amaranth with her right hand, and walked straight towards Bailongguan.

After walking a few steps, she turned around and said, "Ghosts are rampant. It seems that your Lord Yama has been neglecting his duties recently. Please tell him that he will compensate us for the trouble his negligence has caused us."

Black and white impermanence: ...

Seeing that they didn't answer, Jiang Fuyuan stopped, folded his hands on his chest, and said with evil eyes: "What, you still want to default on the debt?" Who dares to default on this ancestor's debt? Black and White Wuchang complained in his heart, but he had to squeeze out his face. Make a smile.

"Don't worry, we will definitely deliver the message."

Jiang Fuyuan was finally satisfied and left with the guardians on his left and right.

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The gate of Bailongguan Mountain is wide open.

Looking in from the gate, one can only feel a black and red color, as if the entire Taoist temple has become the gaping mouth of a beast. The former door pillars and corridors have all become the tusks of the giant beast, just waiting for the prey to fall into the trap.

"Go to the Sanqing Hall first." Grandma Amaranthus pointed to the thickest black and red part, "I can feel the status of land there."

The God of Righteousness has a natural reaction to his enthronement, so there must be a clay sculpture of Jingcun Earth God in Sanqing Hall.

Jiang Fuyuan hummed, took out the wooden stick, pasted a talisman on it and held it in his hand.

Xiaopang was curious: "Master, what kind of talisman is this?"

He wanted to ask just now that after affixing the talisman to the wooden strip, he could hit the clone of the statue behind Zhao's fist. He was almost dying of curiosity.

Jiang Fuyuan glanced at the talisman and replied calmly: "Animal training talisman."

It is specially used to tame domestic animals and has miraculous effects on mad dogs.

The gadget Zhao Quansheng relies on has done many evil things, and he should have fallen into the realm of animals long ago, so in a sense, the animal training talisman is very professional and relevant.

Entering the Sanqing Hall, Zhao Quansheng sat cross-legged on the futon and meditated. He did not raise his head when he heard the sound of them entering.

Jiang Fuyuan pointed her finger at the old Taoist who seemed to be in a state of death and said: "Zhao Fist, if you can capture him without any help, I can still say a few good words to you and leave your body intact."

Zhao Quansheng laughed as if he heard a joke: "The whole corpse?"

He slowly raised his head, his eyes as red as blood: "Okay, then I'll leave your body intact."

After saying that, the statues of Yuanshi Tianzun, Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun, and Taiqing Daode Tianzun behind him slowly changed their appearance. The robes of the immortals faded away, and their facial features gradually changed, and finally they all turned into the appearance of Fudezhengshen.

The three statues slowly merged and finally became a huge God of Fortune.

Zhao Quansheng spoke, and the huge Fu Zhengshen also spoke at the same time: "I am the most effective among the immortal magic of the Golden Altar..."

"Shh-"

The afterimage passed over Zhao Quansheng's head.

"Oh!"

A huge hole was smashed into the huge statue of Fu Zheng.

A middle-aged man who was about 40 years old and roughly resembled Zhao Quansheng was forcibly separated from the statue of Fu Zheng.

The wooden stick hit the root of the mountain, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't even open his eyes.

Zhao Quansheng's expression changed drastically: "How is that possible..."

He yelled at the middle-aged man unwillingly: "Grandpa! Quick! Go up and kill them!"

As fast as lightning, Grandma Amaranth teleported in front of the middle-aged man who couldn't open his eyes, rounded up the vegetable basket and hit him hard on the head.

"I let you take my place! I let you harm the people of Jingcun!"

After all, she was a divine being, and every blow she struck was filled with pure divine power. Within two blows, the middle-aged man was left with only half of his head and completely incapacitated.

"Grandpa——" Zhao Quansheng shouted sadly.

The middle-aged man shook half of his head for the last time, and it completely turned into a puff of black smoke and dispersed.

It turned out that the soul flew away.

Seeing that his last hope was shattered, Zhao Quansheng gritted his teeth and said, "Just wait for me!"

He jumped up from the futon and rushed out of the door at a speed that was completely inconsistent with his old arms and legs.

"No, he wants to run!"

The moment he stepped out of the Sanqing Hall, a green thunder as thick as a baby's arm fell from the sky and hit Zhao Quansheng's Tianling Cap.

(End of this chapter)