It’s a temple-breaking night in a mountain village, and it’s raining in summer.

This area has been very unsettled recently. There are vicious ghosts making trouble, causing chaos not only on the mountain roads, but also on the Yangjiang waterway below.

The mountain road is okay. There are not many people walking at night, and even less if it is haunted. At most, some unknown merchants from other places are delayed on the road, or they want to go to the ten-mile shop outside Yangdu City to rest.

Even if you are harmed by it sometimes, you may not be able to succeed every time, it also depends on your luck.

However, there are often merchant ships traveling at night on the waterway.

If the mountains and waterways are not harmful to people, it will choose a nearby village and go to the village to peek into the windows, which will also cause people to panic.

I heard that other experts would ask for the details of monsters and ghosts before they eliminate them, including the original owner of the treasure who was in Yangdu City at this time. Huo Erniu followed suit and asked before coming.

Learn the details of this monster.

Villagers nearby said that this was the first ghost howl they heard at the foot of the mountain during the Waking of Insects this year.

It was like spring thunder waking it up.

But for some reason, God didn't take it away. After a few days of escaping, it began to cause chaos.

This thing is very fierce.

The local government, the wealthy villagers at the foot of the mountain, and the nobles returning to their hometowns for retirement all invited experts to catch ghosts, but no one could deal with it. Even those who were really capable could only save their own lives.

Huo Erniu rarely encountered such a ferocious ghost, so he couldn't help but feel uneasy, but he also ate the food, drank the wine, accepted the compliments from others, and boasted about the cow. Although the price has not been negotiated yet,

There was absolutely no reason to back down, so I mustered up the courage to come.

It's over now——

That evil spirit looked fierce and courageous. Seeing that he was tall and powerful, he was not afraid. Instead, he rushed forward. However, when the bamboo stick was passed over, he still fell down.

One stick fell down and wailed, the other lost its soul.

It's no different from the monsters I encountered before.

Huo Erniu even wanted to give it a name.

Just call it two sticks.

This is all because all the monsters and ghosts I have met so far can and can only hold up two sticks under this bamboo stick——

No matter strong or weak, one stick will bring you down without dying.

The second one will definitely die.

Now that the demon is dead and the baby is with him, Huo Erniu is sheltering from the rain alone in this ruined temple in the mountains. Logically speaking, he should be more and more courageous, but he is even more uneasy.

Naturally, what makes me anxious is not being alone in a deserted mountain and a ruined temple. Not to mention now, but also in the past, Huo Erniu, who had no treasure by his side, would sleep in a deserted mountain cemetery, a ruined temple and a ghost house without blinking an eye. Now, it is this root that makes him anxious.

My stolen treasure.

The more powerful the bamboo stick was, the more uneasy he became.

It is said to be a bamboo cane used for walking, but it is a crutch. A crutch is so powerful. Who knows how powerful that god is?

If you steal it like this, how long can you keep it?

Huo Erniu had been having trouble sleeping for several nights, dreaming that the gods came to him to ask for the bamboo stick.

But to take a step back, even if things are really like what the story says, and the gods don't pursue it, and I get this bamboo stick, can I keep it for the rest of my life?

The reason why I am able to fight and eliminate ghosts, and why I am still famous in nearby villages and counties these days, is all because of this bamboo stick. But I am so powerful with this bamboo stick, how can I beat those monsters if someone else holds it?

Isn’t he dead? If others know that his ability to fight ghosts and monsters relies on this bamboo stick, will they steal it again?

In the first two days, I didn't feel that I was just having fun and being at ease. However, no matter how stupid a person is, he will eventually worry about such things.

"Boom..."

Suddenly there was thunder in the sky.

Huo Erniu was actually startled.

Subconsciously, he turned his head and looked outside to see the flash of fire outside the temple. Then he subconsciously turned back to look at the damaged statue behind him, fearing that a Taoist priest would appear next to him at some point.

Fortunately not.

Huo Erniu found that he had become timid.

This timidity comes from a guilty conscience.

Comes from anxiety and uneasiness.

It comes from the impulsive evil thoughts in the heart.

So even though he had the artifact in hand, and even though he had eliminated many evil spirits in succession, he seemed to have become very powerful, and he was admired by the villagers, he was not only unable to eliminate them, but instead became more and more timid.

"Grandpa has got rid of a lot of evil spirits these days. He has also done good things for the people by eliminating evil."

Huo Erniu had no choice but to hold the bamboo stick tighter and murmured to himself to comfort himself, as if this would bring him some sense of security.

"Grandpa has made a name for himself these days. Even if he dies in this life, it won't be a loss."

I finally seemed to have convinced myself and felt a little at ease.

"Boom!"

There was another thunder.

The rain outside is getting heavier and heavier. Every time the thunder light illuminates the sky and the earth, the rain is like a dense bead curtain. The ruined temple is in the thunderstorm, and I am really afraid that it will suddenly collapse.

It seems that spring has been in full swing some time ago, and the temperature has even dropped slightly due to bad weather in the past two days. In fact, Huo Erniu knows that after this heavy rain, it will be sunny for a few days, and it will be summer.

"Boom!"

"Wow..."

Suddenly there was another burst of thunder outside, as if it was exploding in the sky above the temple, and then there was another burst of collapse, as if the forest was destroyed by mud and rain.

Huo Erniu was frightened and quickly stood up with a bamboo stick. He wanted to see what was going on outside with the help of lightning through the leaky wall of the ruined temple. Don't let the mountain really collapse and the mud and rocks come crashing down.

The bamboo stick in my hand has no other use than exorcising demons and ghosts. I'm afraid it will be buried here.

But something strange happened——

As soon as he stood up with the bamboo stick, the bamboo stick touched the ground with one end and pointed up to the sky. But when he tried to pick it up, he realized that it seemed to have roots in the ground and he couldn't lift it.

"Um?"

Huo Erniu held the bamboo stick hard for a while.

But the bamboo stick stood on the ground, motionless.

"Boom!"

There was thunder outside again, lighting up the statues in the ruined temple.

Huo was panicked when he was two Newtons.

Not only was the bamboo stick impossible to pick up, it also stood straight on the ground, as if it had grown on the ground.

"this……"

Just when Huo Erniu was feeling frightened, he saw another bolt of lightning strike outside the temple, illuminating the bamboo staff in front of him like sapphire. The temple was in tatters, and the mountains and forests outside the temple were connected together, and the Yangtze River crossed it.

But after waiting for a while, he didn't hear thunder.

Not only was there no thunder, even the sound of wind and rain outside, as well as the sound of rocks collapsing and trees breaking, all went away from me unconsciously, and the temple became extremely quiet for a while.

It's not exactly quiet.

Some soothing crackling sounds.

It's the firewood that's burning.

At the same time, as if without even realizing it, the temple lit up with fire.

This fire was strange. I don’t know when it rose. Before I discovered it, I couldn’t feel it at all. I only felt that the temple was still dark. When I became aware of its existence, I was shocked to realize that the temple had already been occupied.

It was filled with firelight and everything felt comfortable under the firelight.

It was as if he had suddenly changed places.

However, the temple is still the same temple. The tattered statues of gods and dirty windbreakers are still the same. Spiders are tirelessly spinning webs in the corners, and I don’t know how many times it can withstand the wind and rain.

"..."

Huo Erniu opened his eyes wide and turned around slowly.

Behind him, he saw a fire burning with firewood, and the knots made light pops from time to time. A young Taoist priest sat cross-legged beside the firewood, looking up at him indifferently.

Huo Erniu tightened his grip on the bamboo stick.

If the visitor is a demon with such abilities, the only way to save his life is this bamboo stick.

If the visitor is not a demon, then it is probably...

I saw the Taoist wave gently.

"brush!"
To be continued...