Gou Sheng in the crowd was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously walked over amidst the urging of Er Zhuzi, and glanced at the black fish spirit with some fear.

"Gou Sheng, give me the knife." Erzhuzi wanted to take the hatchet from his hand, but Gou Sheng instinctively tightened the handle of the knife in his hand, and then suddenly struck the black fish spirit with the hatchet.

On the forehead!

The black fish spirit's half-human, half-fish monster appearance was indeed scary, but after seeing it up close and having Er Zhuzhu keep nagging in his ears, he suddenly wasn't afraid anymore.

After recalling his father who fell into the water and died while fishing in the river a few years ago, the young man named Gou Sheng finally took that step, fearfully but decisively slashing at the black fish spirit with his knife!

"Gou Sheng?"

Gou Sheng didn't say anything, he just raised the hatchet in his hand again and slashed hard at the blood mark on the black fish spirit's head. The sharp blade finally penetrated the black fish spirit's forehead.

among.

He is weak. Over the years, even to chop firewood, he has to chop several times to split the firewood. Therefore, he has developed a precise wood-chopping skill, and each knife can accurately chop at the same position.

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Seeing this, Er Zhuzhu was about to say something, when a hand was placed on his shoulder, and the familiar greeting voice of his second brother also reached his ears.

"Second Pillar, give me a moment and let my second brother give this fish spirit a hoe..."

More and more villagers came over and hit the black fish spirit hard with their hoes and wooden sticks!

This black fish spirit, which has been crossing the Qingjiang River for hundreds of years and causing harm to all sides, was beaten to death on the bank of the Qingjiang River by the villagers of Weijia Village each with a hoe and a stick!

It wasn't until the villagers smashed the black fish essence until it almost turned into pulp that Lu Zhi came to stop them.

"Okay, that black fish spirit is dead, stop it."

The villagers then stopped and dispersed, looking at Lu Zhi one after another and thanking him.

Lu Zhi waved his hand to stop them from kneeling down to thank them, and then looked at the two pillars.

This man was the first to stand up and take revenge on the Black Fish Spirit. It was also because of him that the villagers in Weijia Village no longer feared the Black Fish Spirit, but he was indeed a brave and fearless person.

After thinking for a while, Lu Zhi raised his hand and waved out a golden light, which disappeared into the bodies of the two pillars.

"The poor Taoist sees that you have the qualities of a fierce general, so I will pass on to you a Yellow Turban Warrior Talisman and a cultivation method. After you practice it, you can gain the power of nine oxen and two tigers, and have the power to subjugate demons. I hope you can borrow it from me.

To protect one side."

After the two pillars felt the message from the divine talisman in the sea of ​​consciousness, their faces suddenly became happy, and they knelt down and thanked them: "Thank you, Taoist Master, for giving me the Dharma!"

Lu Zhi added: "In the future, someone will surely come forward and bring great momentum to clear away the gloomy dust in this world. When the time comes, if you are willing, you can join his army and help him clear up the world and calm the world."

"Second Pillar knows it!"

Lu Zhi nodded: "In this case, I will leave as a poor man."

Then Lu Zhi was seen walking towards the bride and the two children, taking them away together.

These three people were all kidnapped and sold by the villagers in Weijia Village as sacrifices to the black fish spirit. If possible, Lu Zhi would naturally send them back home.

As for leaving them behind and letting the villagers in Weijia Village return or take care of them, although it is simple, it is also embarrassing.

After all, the people of Weijia Village had previously planned to sacrifice their blood to the Black Fish Spirit.

After all the way away from the bank of the Qingjiang River, Lu Zhi began to inquire about the three people's backgrounds and hometowns. It didn't matter if the two children couldn't explain clearly. Lu Zhi raised his hand and rubbed their heads, and he already knew the whereabouts of their parents and relatives.

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But the girl's situation was a bit troublesome, because unlike the two children who were abducted by human traffickers, the girl was sold to Weijia Village by her parents for twelve taels of silver.

Her parents only thought that by selling their daughter, they could save money for their son to get married, so even if they sent her back, they would probably be sold again.

The girl herself didn't want to go back to that home at all.

"Taoist, the little girl really doesn't want to go back to that home... It was the Taoist who saved me. I am willing to be a slave and a maid, and will follow and serve the Taoist all my life."

Lu Zhi's face looked a little strange. When the little girl spoke, there seemed to be something different in the way she looked at him.

But it was impossible for her to follow him. After all, Lu Zhi couldn't accept such a thing as "a little girl has nothing to repay, so she can only promise her with her body."

Later, Lu Zhi sent the two children back to their parents and relatives, and she also sent the girl back to Guobei County, asking Kong Qian to arrange for her to be resettled.

After a day's delay, Lu Zhi set off again and continued heading north.

He didn't rush to Xiguang to look for Yan Chixia. He just walked along casually. Everywhere he went, he took action to clean up the evil spirits that were causing harm to the local area. He didn't know how many obscene temples were destroyed along the way.

The number of demons and monsters he killed has even turned into legends and been widely circulated.

In the middle of the night, Lu Zhi destroyed another evil temple. Just when he was about to kill the sneaky man who had deceived the world and deceived the villagers into offering up girls, he suddenly heard the sound of blowing and beating.

The wild ghost at his feet seemed to be hoping for a savior, and said happily: "You evil Taoist priest! The Lord is here! How dare you be so presumptuous?!"

Lu Zhi raised his brows and turned to look outside the temple. He saw a guard of honor coming from outside the temple at some point. There were servants in front of them, holding high official title plaques, yellow umbrellas and canopies, guarding a sedan chair, and beating gongs and drums all the way.

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He was a little confused. This team was obviously not a living person, but it had the air of an official. And from what the wild ghost said, it seemed like he had status. What kind of county prince he was.

Could it be that he had hired a helper?

Lu Zhi was a little curious, so he simply watched what happened, watching the team come all the way and entered the temple.

"That Taoist priest." The servant holding the gong in the team raised his head and greeted Lu Zhi, "The old lady of the county has arrived, why don't you hurry up to the sedan to greet her?"

Lu Zhi ignored him and just turned to look at the sedan. Then he saw an old woman wearing a jade-encrusted blue ribbon getting out of the sedan with the support of two maids.

Lu Zhi's expression moved slightly. This old woman was not a living person, but she did not have any ghostly aura on her body. On the contrary, she had a special kind of luck that made her look somewhat magical.

He looked at the old woman carefully, but he was still a little unsure of what she was.

The old woman also raised her head and glanced at him, and said with a worried look: "You are a little Taoist priest from the countryside, but you are a bit unruly. In the past two days, you have killed several land and mountain gods. Do you know your guilt?"

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Lu Zhi frowned: "The Earth Mountain God?"

Although the obscene and evil temples he has destroyed in recent days are all in the name of the mountain god's land, are these wild ghosts worthy of being named gods?

"But I don't know who this old lady is? How come she is involved in the affairs of a poor man?"

"Bold!" The old woman hadn't spoken yet, but the ghostly ghost at Lu Zhi's feet yelled, "This is the old lady of the county in front of you. You, a wild Taoist priest, dare to be so presumptuous? You...

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Snapped!

Lu Zhi directly slapped a beam of lightning and swatted away the clamoring wild ghost.

"You!" Seeing that Lu Zhi dared to commit murder in front of her, the old woman's face was suddenly filled with shock and anger, "Rebellion! Rebel! This Feng Liang is a member of my tribe, a mountain god canonized by the local county magistrate, and you actually

Dare to kill gods?!"

"God?" Lu Zhi smiled disdainfully, "How dare such wild ghosts and evil spirits call themselves gods?"

At this moment, he finally realized what was going on with the strange luck in the old woman.

It was clearly transformed by the dragon energy and luck of the Great Zhou Dynasty. It should be that when the old woman was alive, her husband or son was in a high position, and then the Great Zhou Dynasty granted her some kind of title, and then she became

This old woman did not fall into the underworld after death.

Having seen through it, it’s just that. It’s just a dream to imagine being granted pardon to the gods as a mortal. In this world, there are no real immortals and gods, let alone the so-called honors that are artificially granted pardon.

God.
Chapter completed!