Since it is a birthday, there will definitely be countless birthday guests.
What is the identity of the black-faced grandfather? He is the black god who controls the mountain and is the leader on the road of exorcism in Jiangxi Province. He has a wide network of friends and is good-hearted. He has friends with either famous exorcists or those who want to exorcize.
A spirit that wants to shed its demon body.
Today is his 300th birthday. As long as there is nothing to do, almost all his friends are here.
I looked out along the temple gate and saw various vehicles one after another, their lights flashing and the accelerator roaring, aiming at Ying Tianming who was standing at the gate of the temple.
Ying Tianming was illuminated by the strong light and narrowed his eyes slightly.
But he saw the bright light suddenly extinguished, and then everyone got out of the car.
I found a man in the lead with thick eyebrows and a dark face. Half of his shoulders were bare, and his clothes were loose and casual. As soon as the man got off the car, people around him shouted in unison: "Grandpa with black face!"
It was then that I suddenly realized that this was the true identity of the black-faced grandpa!
The statue just now should be the manifestation of the black-faced grandpa.
There are about forty or fifty exorcists brought by the black-faced grandfather. Some are powerful and angry, some are gray-haired and listless, and there are a few young people there who are eager to try, as if they want to compete with the destiny.
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Everyone was so full of momentum, relying on the strength of their numbers, that they didn't seem to care about winning destiny at all.
Ying Tianming looked around with his eyes and sneered: "You big black face, can you do whatever you want when there are many people?"
A man stepped forward and shouted: "With more people, you can do whatever you want! Evil heretics, if you come to Lushan today, don't even think about going down safely!"
The black-faced grandfather waved his hand to stop the man, and then said pleasantly: "May I ask your name, sir? Why do you want Zhang Wuxin's little brother?"
Ying Tianming said proudly: "I won't change my name when I'm walking, and I won't change my surname when I sit down. That's why I win Tianming."
The black-faced grandfather's face changed color slightly and he said, "But he is the master of the life and death banquet?"
Ying Tianming sneered and said: "I think you are capable and should be included in my banquet invitation, but I didn't expect that you didn't come to the banquet."
I suddenly woke up. When I was hosting a life-and-death banquet for my destiny, I sent life-and-death invitations to all the top exorcists and evil spirits in the world, inviting everyone to the banquet.
Because the banquet is a matter of life and death, many exorcists and evil spirits happily attend the banquet, and end up being trapped in the realm of life and death.
But the world is big, and there are always some exorcists and evil spirits who cannot receive invitations, or after receiving invitations, they cannot come due to one or other reasons.
The black-faced grandpa is famous in Jiangxi, so he must have received the invitation.
The black-faced grandfather looked humble and said: "I have also received invitations to life and death, and I have longed for the so-called life and death dishes. Unfortunately, the people of Lushan can't live without me, so I hesitated again and again, but still didn't go. I didn't expect to win Mr. Destiny.
He even visited in person."
Ying Tianming chuckled: "Easy to say, easy to say, this little guy named Zhang Wuxin..."
The black-faced grandfather interrupted Ying Tianming's words: "Zhang Wuxin is from my exorcist lineage. Mr. Ying Tianming wants to take him away from me. From now on, I, the Jiangxi Exorcist, will not be able to hold our head high."
Ying Tianming looked cold, looked around, and suddenly said loudly: "Zhang Wuxin!"
I gave a wry smile, walked out of the Black Temple of Zhenshan, carrying the evil-suppressing short stick and the good and evil purple gold gourd, and said, "Win the destiny."
Ying Tianming said coldly: "Let me ask you, if I fight with the Jiangxi Exorcist, who will lose and who will win?"
I looked around and whispered: "To all the exorcists present, if you don't enter the Black Temple of Zhenshan, most of you will be killed or injured. But you should not suffer much, well, you should be seriously injured."
As soon as these words came out, the exorcists became commotion, and some people said unconvinced: "That's nonsense! He is only one person, no matter how powerful he is, he cannot be our opponent!"
Someone else sneered: "Zhang Wuxin, we try our best to protect you, is this how you evaluate me?"
I lowered my head and said nothing, feeling guilty. Suddenly I heard the black-faced grandfather say: "Shut up! Zhang Wuxin is right! The master of the life and death banquet has extraordinary skills and extraordinary abilities. If we fight with him, most of us will die or be injured."
Optimistic estimate.”
The exorcists looked at each other, even though they respected the black-faced grandfather as a god, they still maintained a skeptical attitude.
But I heard Ying Tianming say: "Seriously injured? You think too highly of them. If I were willing, I could make the whole of Jiangxi, except for the big black face, not a single living exorcist!"
He ignored the angry exorcists around him and shouted: "As the manager of Yin Yang Shop! Can you bear to let everyone die for you? Zhang Wuxin! Do you surrender or not? I promise to spare you three times of immortality! If you
I am willing to surrender, this is the first time!"
I feel bitter in my heart, knowing that what Ying Tianming said is right. If he tries to hurt both sides, the exorcists in Jiangxi will definitely suffer heavy casualties. Even if the whole army cannot be wiped out, they will die at least seven or eighty-eight.
I alone have caused such a disaster. Even if I can escape from the fate of destiny, I will probably feel uneasy for the rest of my life.
Yes, I cannot harm the entire Jiangxi exorcist for myself.
Thinking of this, I shrugged, put away the evil-suppressing short stick and the good-evil purple-gold gourd, and said: "Win the destiny, you win."
I stepped out of Zhenshan Black Temple, wanting to surrender to Ying Tianming. Unexpectedly, my shoulders sank, and someone solemnly said: "Zhang Wuxin! You can't go out!"
When I turned around, it was Jiang Ming who put his hand on my shoulder. His voice was very deep and he said: "Since the senior brother from Longhu Mountain disappeared, Jiangxi has never had a leader. From then on,
From then on, we exorcists in Jiangxi have become like stepmothers. Not only do our colleagues look down on us, but even demons and ghosts appear in endless numbers and bully us into pieces."
"Zhang Wuxin, you are the manager of the Yin Yang Shop in Hebei and the descendant of the Soul Suppressor in Hebei. You came to seek help from our Jiangxi exorcists because you think highly of us. Now that you have encountered a strong enemy, you are worried about us.
Life, surrender voluntarily."
"Have you ever thought about whether we, the exorcists in southern and northern Jiangxi, would be able to hold our heads high and straighten our backs if this matter spread?"
"So this time, we must not compromise! There are hundreds of good exorcists in southern and northern Jiangxi, and there is no coward!"
Behind him, the shop owner, the matchmaker, and several other exorcists all had stern expressions and sad and angry eyes.
They shouted in a low voice: "We exorcists in southern and northern Jiangxi are not cowards!"
I was stunned, and then I felt a deep sense of guilt in my heart. The reason why I chose to surrender was indeed to save the hundreds of exorcists in southern and northern Jiangxi, so that they could have a chance to survive.
But I ignored their feelings.
An exorcist turned to them and wanted to seek shelter. But because their enemies were powerful, they could only watch me being forcibly taken away by evil heretics.
This incident is not only an injury to me, but also a blow to their confidence. Can the Jiangxi Exorcists be able to hold their heads high from now on?
They would rather die than be humiliated like this!
They don’t want Jiangxi’s exorcists to be looked down upon by others anymore!
The shop owner shouted: "Zhang Wuxin! If you dare to walk out of the temple, you are looking down on us! Brothers! Let's go together! Even if we die, we can't make this old grandson feel better!"
Several exorcists were no longer afraid, and rushed out from the Zhenshan Black Temple, guarding the temple door firmly. One of them shouted: "Everyone! We are all exorcists. If we are led by this evil heretic,
Now that Zhang Wuxin is gone, can we still hold our heads high in the future?"
The eyes of a dozen exorcists flashed and they shouted: "We can't let him take Zhang Wuxin away!"
Jiang Ming shouted: "Are there any cowards among our exorcists in Jiangxi?"
A dozen more exorcists stood up and shouted: "We have hundreds of exorcists in southern and northern Jiangxi, and there is no coward!"
The matchmaker screamed: "Fuck him!"
All the exorcists shouted in unison: "Fuck him!"
Dozens of exorcists were so powerful and their voices were shocking. I felt my nose was sore and almost shed tears.
In the world of life and death, Yu Buren and Wu Shishi tried their best to let me leave alive. On Hongxia Island, Chengjun Wei Xiaoguan took the risk of being overtaken by Ying Tianming and arranged a ship for me.
Clippers.
The ghost king in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Valley fought for time for me, and the exorcists in Jiangxi refused to give in for me. Even though they both knew that if they competed with Ying Tianming, they would most likely lose their lives.
My tone was a little sour, and I said: "My fellow colleagues, I accept everyone's wishes. But fighting together will cause heavy casualties, and it is not worth it for me alone. I surrender to win the destiny, and my life is not in danger, but I will waste an escape."
It’s just a chance…”
As soon as I finished speaking, the black-faced grandfather interrupted me and said, "Zhang Wuxin, don't you understand? The reason why they choose to fight and never compromise is not entirely for you..."
The black-faced grandfather sighed softly and said: "They are doing it for their own backbone, the exorcist's waist. Once it is bent, it can never be straightened again."
I suddenly realized, yes! The exorcists in southern and northern Jiangxi are so proud that they are not willing to compromise with an evil heretic even if it means death!
If we compromise this time, what about next time?
If time goes on for a long time, everyone’s spine will really not be able to straighten up!
The black-faced grandpa is right, they are not choosing to fight for me, but for themselves!
The exorcists were full of energy, but Ying Tianming's face turned gloomy. He sneered and said: "Okay! Very good! Since you are looking for death, then I will help you!"
Suddenly, a blazing black fire appeared on his body. The flames centered on him and continued to spread in all directions. The scorching waves of fire rushed towards them, forcing all the exorcists to turn pale and retreat.
The black-faced grandfather sighed and said, "Elder brother, their backbones have been straightened up, why don't you take action?"