I was favored by the evil god, and I became a white-bone bodhisattva.

He appeared at the end of the line without knowing when, and was having a friendly conversation with a little girl with braids.

Wang Tie's family also noticed the man's strangeness. When they turned around to look, Wang Tie's sister couldn't help but exclaimed: "A little girl with braids!"

Ok?

The little braid on Tangtang's head trembled, and she looked at the unfamiliar sister with some surprise.

"My brother is Wang Tie. Do you know him?"

Sister Wang Tie rushed to Tangtang and asked excitedly.

"Ah, I know him!"

"That's great. My brother said that if we can't find the old temple keeper, we should find a little girl named Tangtang." The girl started to cry as she spoke.

"Well, don't cry, don't cry. Now that you've found Sugar, what happened?"

After a pause, the little girl pointed to the white-haired old man beside her and said, "Oh, by the way, the old temple keeper is here too. You are really lucky. You have found everyone you are looking for."

........

Wang Tie's family is indeed lucky. Their luck is reflected in the fact that they happened to meet Tangtang today.

If they missed this opportunity, they would not be able to invite the old temple priest back, and it would be difficult to find the little girl to travel around in the huge Taixuan City.

"Since he is an old acquaintance of yours, and he has encountered something strange, I will go there in person and use the river god's method to quell the disaster."

Although it was the first time they met and they didn't even say a few words, the old temple keeper had already felt Tangtang's kindness.

So he didn't mind giving the little girl a little face.

"The river god's method of sending ghosts?"

Tangtang showed an interested expression and nodded repeatedly to show her anticipation.

The old temple keeper smiled and immediately let Wang Tie and his family lead the way.

On the way back to the village, Brother Wang Tie told the two masters in detail what happened that day.

"Your brother is also a brave man. What a pity."

The old temple keeper sighed, but then heard Tangtang say, "Uncle Wang is a disciple of the Iron Head Sect. He won't be hanged so easily."

"Oh?"

Seeing the old temple keeper's curiosity, the little girl told him what happened in Baiyun City.

Even the old temple priest who had dealt with countless strange things, big and small, in the Xu Kingdom, showed surprise and envy on his face after hearing Tangtang's description of the Living Mist Clan.

"Non-human race, this is the first time I've heard of it."

"Besides, just passing by Baiyun City can greatly increase her cultivation. This little girl is really blessed with great luck!"

Chapter 342: The River God Sends Ghost

Bored, Wang Tie swayed his body from side to side and began to swing on the swing.

After being hung for a long time, the fear in his heart had almost completely disappeared.

Fear comes from the unknown. Once you know the other person's strength, it's actually just that.

Of course, if this red rope really had the power to kill Wang Tie, he would definitely still be afraid.

but......

Isn’t that what it is?

"Hey, give me a pair of scissors. I want to see if I can cut this red rope—"

Wang Tie shouted at the top of his voice, and the villager who was peeking in the distance heard it and immediately ran away.

At first he thought the person had run back to get the scissors, but after waiting for a long time, no one came back.

“I guess he was scared away.”

Wang Tie swung even harder, trying to break the branch and regain his freedom.

But the crooked tree at the entrance of the village was very thick, and the man shook it for a long time but it seemed to be of no use.

'My skills are still shallow'

"If I had trained my arms to be strong, I might be able to break this red rope with my bare hands."

Just as Wang Tie was daydreaming, a clear shout came from afar.

"Uncle Wang, why is your wig gone?"

It's so hot, and it's so painful to wear a wig.

And when did you find out?

"Mr. Tangtang!"

Wang Tie waved at the little girl in surprise and said, "I was worried that they wouldn't be able to find you."

"Ha ha"

The little girl smiled and then turned to look at the old temple keeper.

The old temple keeper pointed in the air, and the red rope snapped, and Wang Tie fell steadily from the tree.

"Hey, is this all right?"

Seeing the old temple keeper slowly walk over and put the red rope into his sleeve, Tangtang couldn't help but blink and ask.

The river god was supposed to send away the ghost, but now only the red rope ghost has appeared.

Where is the river god and how was he sent? It is not reflected at all.

"Don't worry, my friend. We have only injured it temporarily. The ritual of sending it away has not yet begun."

........

As soon as the old temple keeper revealed his identity, the villagers immediately revered him as a god.

He found the parents of the girl who hanged herself and carefully inquired about the cause and effect of the incident.

Although Brother Wang Tie had explained what happened on the way here, his explanation was ultimately just a rumor in the village.

You still have to ask the girl’s parents for the specific situation.

As expected, this question revealed a lot of secrets from the old temple keeper.

It turned out that the girl's mother often made cloth tigers and sold them to families with children in nearby villages to supplement the family income, and the girl sometimes helped out.

There was a young man in the next village who would spend money to buy a cloth tiger every time the two girls appeared.

At first, the girl’s mother thought he had many brothers and sisters, but later she found out that he was the only son in the family.

So why does he come to buy the cloth tiger every time? The answer is self-evident.

The man came from a well-off family and was handsome, so the girl's mother was quite satisfied with him.

Unfortunately, although she was satisfied with her "son-in-law", his family looked down on this mother and daughter who sold stuffed toys.

Once when she went to the man's home, the girl's mother was almost angry to death after being scolded by him.

"My daughter is skillful and kind, so why are you afraid that she won't be able to find a good family?"

The mother wiped her tears and said, "The marriage was already arranged. What an injustice, what an injustice!"

The girl likes the boy so much that she can tolerate being looked down upon by his family.

"He came to my house and knelt down to beg me, and my silly daughter also knelt down to beg me to cancel the engagement."

"I disagreed, and he said his family knew they were wrong and were willing to pay three times the betrothal gift as compensation."

......

The young couple begged desperately, and the man even knocked his head until it bled.

"I softened my heart and agreed. But, but they are going too far!"

Triple the betrothal gift?

nonexistent.

Even though his son was trying to commit suicide, he only agreed to let the girl in reluctantly.

At this point, it is no longer a question of how much betrothal gifts are.

"With this situation, can I marry my daughter to him? Dream on!"

"But why can't my silly girl let it go?"

After everyone knew the ins and outs, they all fell silent for a while.

Wang Tie opened his mouth. He felt that he might have said something too much that day.

But on second thought, I can't hang myself for saying too much!

'Humph, I'm unreasonable, and she's even more unreasonable.'

Wang Tie opened his mouth and closed it again, a depressed look on his face.

"Once a person is dead, there is no point in staying in the world in any other form." The old temple keeper began to comfort and persuade.

He was already very experienced in doing this kind of thing, and coupled with his status as an expert, the girl's parents quickly agreed to perform the ghost-sending ceremony.

"I will come back the day after tomorrow. You should pack up her clothes and other items she used regularly."

After the old temple keeper gave detailed instructions, he looked at Tangtang and asked, "Would you like to go to Taixuan City with me, or wait here?"

The girl thought about it and said that she wanted to go back to the city with the old temple priest.

The two immortals quickly left the village, but Tangtang came back early the next morning.

She was holding an old incense stick in her hand. Well, it was the last soul-guiding incense stick left in the River Temple of Taixuan City before the arrival of the Holy Maiden of the Scent of Fragrance Sect.

"Starting from lunchtime, you will take turns calling out your daughter's name toward this incense stick."

"You can shout slowly, but don't stop. Keep shouting until the sun sets."

......

If it's just about getting rid of the weird creatures, the old temple keeper can do it easily.

But this is of no benefit to him, because only after successfully conducting the ritual of sending away the ghost can his own cultivation be improved.

Oftentimes, the old temple keeper would ponder the nature of the river god's method of sending away evil spirits.

But even though he had achieved immortality, he still didn't understand why his cultivation had improved after he sent the strange creature away.

Occasionally, the old temple keeper would even have a strange feeling - that his own cultivation did not belong to himself.

If you think about it more deeply, it is very strange that the legendary Hundred-eyed Bodhisattva would bestow the Dharma upon oneself.

After all, he is not really a devout believer of Bodhisattva.

Clang——

The shrill sound of the gong woke the old temple keeper from his trance. He shook his head and continued to lead the huge team towards the village.

"The river god is traveling!"

The actor who plays the role of the river god is the old temple priest himself.

It was precisely because he wanted to borrow the name of the river god for a long time that he built a temple in Taixuan City.

Clang——

The Hundred-Eyed Bodhisattva has come up with a set of 'River God' methods to send away ghosts, which is actually quite strange.

But in Xu State, the name of the river god is indeed much more useful than the Hundred-eyed Bodhisattva.

"Enter the village!"

The old temple keeper slowed down his pace, while his companions quickly ran to the girl's house and moved out several wooden boxes, tables and stools, and a wooden bed.

Clang——

Tangtang lit a stick of incense and placed it on the incense burner placed on the wooden bed.

As the smoke rose, a red rope flew out from the old temple priest's sleeve and fell onto the bed.

"Lift the ghost!"