"This beam is such a treasure!"

Chen Shi put his toes under the vermilion beam, raised his leg and exerted force, and one end of the beam flew up.

He gently stroked the temple beam, and it was extremely smooth. The gilt dragon on it was lifelike, as if the real dragon he just transformed into was just a dream.

But it actually happened.

The reason why Chen Shi carried this vermilion pillar to attack the mountain and destroy the temple was precisely because it absorbed the incense from the Tiger Temple for countless years and could suppress the magic power of Grandma Black Mountain.

At the last moment, he poured his true energy into it, with the purpose of stimulating the extraordinary power in this beam.

I just didn't expect the effect to be so good.

The extraordinary power actually appeared, and a golden dragon appeared, tearing Grandma Heishan into pieces, shaking her into powder, and even destroying the temple.

"Good baby..."

Chen Shi couldn't put it down and wanted to buy this treasure.

But when I thought about offering incense and making a promise in front of the tiger's shrine, I had no choice but to give up.

"After bringing it back, I asked craftsmen to go to the Tiger Temple to repair the front hall and put the beam back. I borrowed it and returned it. It is not difficult to borrow it again. I don't know if I will borrow this treasure again in the future. I just need to borrow it a few more times.

, isn’t it equivalent to being mine?”

Thinking of this, he felt relieved both physically and mentally. He stood on the ruins of the Black Mountain Grandma Temple and looked down.

I saw that there was already chaos at the bottom of the mountain, and people were scattered in all directions, panicking.

There are also some monks nearby who are coming here, and they should be aware of the fighting taking place here.

I just don’t know if they are here to support the Black Mountain Grandma Temple or if they are here to support Chen Shi.

The black pot was guarding at the foot of the mountain, scurrying down the fields and roads to bite the escaping mice to death.

There are as many rats as ox hair on this black mountain, and they have countless disciples and descendants.

If Grandma Heishan dies at this moment, the tree will fall and the hozens will scatter.

Most of the demon cultivators in Montenegro died in the hands of Chen Shi, and most of the rest died under the blame.

It killed a lot of mice, ranging from a small one weighing about ten kilograms to a large one weighing a hundred or ten kilograms.

"Black Pot is not as flexible as a normal dog."

Chen Shi looked around, becoming increasingly suspicious.

Although this guy is doing what dogs do with rats, he is so ferocious that if a country dog ​​encounters such a big rat, he may not even have the courage to fight with it, and will only be bitten to death.

What's more, some of these rats drank moonlight, developed spiritual wisdom, could speak, practice, and knew magic, but they were still bitten to death by the scapegoat.

"Grandpa said that the black pot was picked up, but he didn't say where he picked it up."

Chen Shi said sincerely: "It's a pity that grandpa has gone to the underworld now. No one knows the origin of the dog now. It is becoming less and less able to hide itself."

He picked up the red beam and walked down the mountain.

When I was going down the mountain, my foot suddenly slipped and I hurriedly stood still.

I saw blood on the stone steps on the mountain road. I had to tighten my leg muscles when walking, otherwise I might fall.

Chen Shi carefully went down the mountain, and there were rat corpses strewn all over the mountain road.

Every time he walked through a place, the sword technique in his left hand would move slightly, and a slender sword energy would fly out from the shrine behind his head and drive into the corpse's head.

Then another sword energy flew out and cut off the tip of the mouse's tail.

Ziwu's Evil-Slaying Sword does not have such delicate sword control methods, but Chen Shi has a strong spirit and can perform delicate sword moves, which is natural.

Although there is no Ziwu Evil-Slaying Sword, it does not mean that there cannot be one.

This swordsmanship only has six basic sword moves, with a large blank space, just like an ink painting landscape, with large sections of blank space, allowing the human body to understand the artistic conception.

Many people practice Ziwu Evil Slaying Sword and just learn it. As for the blank space and artistic conception in the sword technique, they have never thought about it.

Chen Shi walked and repaired all the way, and when he reached the mountainside, he saw the monks, old and young, male and female, most of whom should be private school students, handsome in appearance and childish in expression, also walking up the mountain.

When the two sides met, the monks quickly stood by the mountain road, leaning sideways.

The leader of the private school, the teacher, offered sacrifices to the sacred fetus in the shrine and prepared spells, but did not act rashly.

Both sides remained silent. Chen Shi nodded slightly and passed by them carrying a beam weighing more than a thousand kilograms.

After he passed by, the private school teacher led the others to run up the mountain in a hurry.

Chen Shi continued to mend his sword and harvest the tip of the rat's tail, and unknowingly arrived at the foot of the mountain.

The black pot has killed all the mice it can find, dragged them together, lined them up in rows, and covered an area of ​​two or three acres.

Chen Shi put down the vermilion beam, stepped forward and cut off the tip of the rat's tail, and then went up the mountain with Heiguo to put away the tail tips of the rat that had just been cut off one by one.

The best tail tips are those of the five white-bearded elders. They are really like beautiful jade, both soft and hard. They are the best among the best.

The private school teacher led a group of students and monks around the mountain, as if they were looking for someone.

I passed by them several times and hesitated to speak.

Chen Shi and Heiguo put away the rat tail tips and walked down the mountain, feeling a little happy: "This time is not in vain. Search Miaowei Bookstore and read the latest chapters in advance. These rat tail tips can be sold for a lot of money."

Chen Shi picked up the red beam and dragged his tired body towards Dejiang.

It was getting late now, and they had to cross the bridge before dark, otherwise some terrible evil spirits would come out of the Dejiang River and drag people into the river to eat them.

Some people say that the evil spirits in the river are water monkeys, others say they are the resentment of drowned people, and still others say they are female ghosts in white who specialize in kidnapping scholars and draining their yang energy.

Especially boys are often the most favored by female ghosts.

If he were on the ground, Chen Shi would not be afraid of the evil spirits in the water, but in the water, he would not be able to use his full strength.

I'm afraid he is no match for the water monkey or the female ghost.

"Your Mightiness!"

There were sounds of footsteps coming from behind, and Chen Shi stopped and looked back.

I saw the private school teacher leading everyone hurriedly down the mountain again.

Several people's feet were too slippery and they fell several times, and their bodies were covered in blood.

But they still kept walking, holding up the dirt on their clothes to avoid getting it on their bodies, and kept running towards this side.

The private school teacher rushed to a few feet in front of Chen Shi, stopped quickly, bowed his hands in salute, and said: "Your Excellency, could it be that you got rid of the evil spirit of Grandma Heishan?"

He looked excited. Although he was surprised that Chen Shi was so young, he still followed the etiquette.

Chen Shi nodded: "I beat him to death."

"My benefactor, please accept my respects."

The private school teacher hurriedly knelt down and bowed solemnly, and behind him, the monks and seniors also knelt down and bowed.

Chen Shi was shocked and turned pale. He hurriedly put down the vermilion beam, supported everyone with his hands, and said: "Everyone, get up quickly. Why are you doing this? I am just a child, how can I accept your kneeling and worshiping? It's embarrassing for me."

"My benefactor, we have eighteen villages and towns in the Black Mountain area, with a population of 4,600. We have been enslaved and ravaged by this Black Mountain grandma, and we have long been miserable."

An elderly monk choked up and cried: "In the early years, we also tried to kill the evil spirit. We went to Black Mountain to kill this evil spirit, but she killed countless people. We also invited people to come to deal with her, but she also killed her. This

The evil spirit is proficient in evil magic, its head is like a black hole, and it devours all things. But those who do not follow her, who do not follow her will, will be eaten by her, or left half dead and fed to rats. We are deeply harmed by it, but we cannot resist. The government

It’s okay to ask, but thanks to the kindness and righteousness, I killed Cizhu.”

At this point, everyone was filled with indignation and scolded Grandma Heishan for her evil deeds.

It seems that what Grandma Heishan did was really outrageous and unpopular.

The teacher from the private school said: "If my benefactor leaves his name, the lower classes will certainly publicize his righteousness, build a shrine to his benefactor, and worship him day and night."

Chen Shi's face changed slightly.

At this time, many people also ran over after hearing the news, and they knelt down and kowtowed: "Please leave your name, so that we can worship your benefactor day and night to thank you for your righteousness."

Chen Shi's face changed greatly, and he knelt down without explanation, kowtowed several times, and said: "Don't worship me, I can't afford it. I came to kill Grandma Heishan not for justice, but because I said the wrong thing and got involved."

A friend died, so I came to kill Grandma Montenegro to avenge him and comfort his soul in heaven. What I did, Miaowei Bookstore www.tagnsanbooks.com read the latest chapter in advance. It is not for you, it has nothing to do with you, how many times do you kowtow?

, I will give you a few heads back."

He bang bang bang pit head.

When everyone saw this, they all looked at each other and did not dare to knock any more.

Chen Shi stood up, wiped off the dirt on his forehead, and said, "It's getting late. Everyone, please go back to avoid being poisoned by evil spirits. I'm going home too. I have important things to do tomorrow morning. I'll say goodbye."

The private school teacher hurriedly said: "My benefactor, you have been very kind to us, why don't you accept our incense?"

Chen Shi shook his head and said: "My grandfather told me not to be bound by morality. If I do something good and others say that I am a good person, they will thank me and I will happily accept it. Then from now on, everyone will follow the moral standards of a good person."

Ask me not to compete with others, not to fight for my own interests, and even put my life in danger but I cannot refuse. I am a layman who does good deeds unintentionally and cannot be hypocritical. Therefore, when encountering such a thing, I must

Make it clear."

"Grandpa, it's easy to say, let go of your moral quality, enjoy a wicked life, and don't put moral pressure on yourself."

Chen Shi solemnly said to everyone: "I am not a good person. I just come here to seek revenge. Don't treat me as a good person. Don't build a temple for me and don't offer sacrifices to me. If I find out, I will smash your temple."
To be continued...