My Weird Life

  Chapter 643 Resenting the God of Honor (22)

  'Tianwei Hall' is guarded by more than ten female crowns.

  There are also Kundao women's crowns in the hall to sweep and clean.

  This temple is independent in a courtyard, accompanied by green pines and cypresses,

  In the temple, the incense is curling up, and the copper is running out, showing a scene of Taoism with a pure heart and few desires.

  However, the female crowns walking here are all beautiful and slender. Even though their exquisite curves are covered by a black and red Taoist robe, the occasional inadvertent amorous feelings still make people feel aroused.

  There are many female crowns in Tianwei Hall, they are not like Xuanmen disciples, but more like the red ladies in the Qin Lou Chu Pavilion.

"Master of the altar." The female crown serving the statue of the 'Wutong God' in the hall turned around and saw 'Yuan Kong' stepping into the temple, with a smile on her face immediately, and she gave a smile to 'Yuan Kong'. Bye, there is a romantic look between the eyebrows and eyes, "A few golden robed masters came to the altar earlier, they didn't stay here much, saying that you gave them important matters.

   Only ordered a few maids each, and left with them.

  In the past few days when you were away, apart from those masters in golden robes, many officials, gentry and descendants of wealthy families in Yunzhou City had frequent exchanges with the maids in our garden.

  Thinking about it, in a short time, there will be many happy events in our garden. "

'Yuankong' took a look at the female crown who reported to him in a soft voice, and the female crown immediately pressed her weak and boneless body to his arm. Not caring about the resentful gaze of the female crown, she walked up to the statue of Wutong God.

   On the altar in front of the statue, take off a armored horse talisman.

   "Those masters in golden robes, how long have you been there?"

   "It will take four or five hours." The female crown responded.

"In four or five hours, some Dharma veins can be notified." 'Yuan Kong' whispered, and then wrote on the Jiama Talisman, "After you go to the Dharma veins to pass the news, lead them to Come meet me in the yard.

   Inform them that I will entertain them in the yard. "

After leaving a few words on each armored horse talisman and writing down the corresponding person's birth date, 'Yuan Kong' burned the armored horse talisman to ashes. Said: "Recently, which girls in the garden are pregnant?

  Send them to my place tonight. "

"yes…"

  …

  The scarlet mahogany sword dragged the thunder light, flew back from the distant sky, and fell firmly into Su Wu's palm.

  He pushed down the mountain-shaped altar in front of him, and extinguished a pair of red candles.

  Turn around and leave from here.

The sun on the western sky has sunk below the horizon, leaving only a faint light on the western sky, and a layer of shadow gradually covers all the monasteries of Tianwei Taoist Temple. Sprout in the dark.

  Many monasteries fell into complete silence.

  The disciples of Tianwei Dao Altar, who can be seen everywhere during the day, did not know where to hide. Su Wu walked along the road, but did not see a single figure of Tianwei Dao Altar disciple.

  The sky in the west is gone,

  Tianwei Taoist Temple also fell into a deep sleep,

   Except for the candles that were always burning in the temples dedicated to the gods, there was not a single lamp lit in the rest.

   step, step, step...

  Su Wu walked leisurely in this disturbing darkness, even in the dense darkness, he never lost his way. The sound of his footsteps was heard far away in the darkness, and then, from a long distance covered by the overlapping of many houses and buildings, the sound of footsteps also came back intermittently, just like the echo of Su Wu's footsteps.

   step, step, step...

  A figure followed the sound of footsteps and came out of the alley between the two big houses.

   That figure was wearing the big red Taoist robe that only the masters in the Tianwei Dao Altar are qualified to wear, staggered out of the alleyway, walked aimlessly among the buildings, and approached Su Wu in a daze.

   Tap, tap, tap!

  After that 'Shigong', there was another sound of footsteps that were obviously much faster.

  A figure in a blue-black Taoist robe ran out from the slanted thorns. She held a lantern in her left hand. The paper lantern shrouded it, and the light shook violently, making her shadow suddenly extremely huge, and suddenly became extremely small.

  The 'Shigong' who was approaching Su Wu staggeringly turned around and faced the figure holding the lantern.

  Behind 'him', stood a slender white shadow.

  The white shadow was like a bamboo pole, three or four feet high, with a slender human head and slender limbs, with jet-black hair hanging down from the human head, and the hair swept back and forth on the face of 'Shigong'.

  Following the ‘Master’ turned to face the female crown holding the lantern,

  The "Thin Bamboo Pole" behind the "Master" opened its arms. Its slender and pale fingers picked up some scattered rhymes of the Dao pattern from the dark, and gathered them into two mourning sticks in its palm.

  The mourning stick crossed silently and swept towards the lantern-carrying female crown—

  Nv Guan glanced nervously behind 'Master', but she didn't look at the 'Xin Bamboo Pole' behind 'him', but at Su Wu who was approaching silently behind the 'Small Bamboo Pole'.

  Su Wu briefly made eye contact with the female crown, and he stopped in his tracks.

The female crown with a thin figure and pale complexion put down the lantern, and opened the sleeve of her left hand. On a white and thin arm, horizontal eyes suddenly appeared, and the center of the eyes was full of whites. Eyes the size of a pinhole—

  All eyes are on the 'thin bamboo pole' behind the 'Master'!

   There was a burning smell of burning paper in the air.

  The 'Thin Bamboo Pole' turned into a paper figurine, and was burned to ashes under the gaze of the strange eyes, and a puff of black smoke rushed into the sky.

  'Master' fell to the ground.

  His chest rose and fell slightly, but he was still breathing, and he was still alive!

  Nv Guan picked up the paper lantern on the ground, rolled down the sleeves of her robe, covered her arms, stood opposite Su Wu, looked at Su Wu uneasily, and was about to say something.

  Su Wu withdrew his gaze from observing the master on the ground, and said to the female crown, "Here we come again."

"what!"

  The female crown hurriedly turned around—

A few disciples of the Mighty Tian Dao Altar in blue and black Taoist robes staggered out from a dark corner, followed by "thin bamboo poles" behind them, and seven or eight Mighty Tian disciples walked towards the female crown shaking their heads in a long line. The slender white shadows behind him overlapped in a flash—the thin bamboo pole's slender face suddenly dripped with blood,

  Four rows of bleeding eyeballs appeared on his face,

  The tongue in his mouth hung down to the top of the Tianwei disciples' heads, dripping stinky blood continuously,

   A wisp of strange rhyme emanates from this superimposed strange white shadow!

  It is like the thin bamboo pole before, with its arms open, and its slender and sharp claws thrusting into the void, it 'salvages' strands of avenue rhyme from an unnamed place, turning them into mourning sticks in both hands,

  The strange white shadow swung the mourning stick violently—

  The mourning stick turned into nothingness in an instant, and hit the back of the female crown fiercely in the next moment!

Beat her staggeringly, couldn't stop her pace, and ran forward a few steps - the mourning stick hit her, which made her "soul" a little loose, she raised her face, and three rows of horizontal eyes appeared on her face. The pinhole-like eyes are facing the strange white shadow in the sky!

  Bursts of burnt and rancid smell emanating from the strange white shadow,

  It turned into a paper figurine, and the invisible flames clung to the paper figurine's body, making it scorched black all over, and when the wind blows, it scattered into paper ash all over the sky!

  Plop! thump!

   Seven or eight Tianwei disciples fell to the ground one after another.

  Nv Guan also knelt down on the ground, trying her best to gather her slack consciousness. Su Wu walked behind her, and the bright sun shone silently, and the mind energy circulated in it, quickly recovering Nv Guan's injury.

  His eyes looked at the seven Tianwei disciples who fell on the ground.

  Among the seven disciples,

  One of them had no breath and died. His body was decomposing at an accelerated rate, exuding a rotten smell.

  —The rancid smell emanating from the strange white shadow just now actually came from this dead disciple.

   I don’t know if he died before being possessed by the strange white shadow,

   Or die quickly after being attached, and the corpse accelerates to rot?

   "Junior Sister Ding Ling, what's going on?" Su Wu lifted up the emaciated female crown—Ding Ling.

  The strange eyes growing on Ding Ling's face squirmed, quickly retracting under the skin, she lowered her head, not daring to look at Su Wu at all, and said in a muffled voice: "This is the 'Guard of Resentment'.

   Every night, they come out. "

   "Ceremony of Resentment God?" Su Wu looked at the Hunyuan bun on top of Cauldron Ling, and then asked, "Is Resentment God also a **** on the Tianwei Dao Altar? Or a folk god?"

   "It is an altar **** of the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Temple and the altar of the black nunnery.

it…"

  Ding Ling's nose moved slightly, and he could already smell the rancid smell.

  Her expression became anxious: "I can't tell you any more, every moment of delay here, the guard of honor in the chariot of the Resentful God will take away the lives of many innocent people!

  I, I'm going first! "

  Holding the lantern, the female master was already running towards the temple in the distance with her skirts swaying.

"Take me. Together, we should be able to wipe out the guard of honor faster." Su Wu followed behind Cauldron Ling silently, seeing Cauldron Ling hesitate for a moment, but after nodding his head, he had a thought - female teacher The shadow under her feet boiled, dragging her whole body into the shadow!

  Su Wu took the cauldron spirit and shuttled quickly in the shadow world,

   Search for people from Tianwei Taoist Temple who are staggering around Fengshan!

  Fengshan below has been completely blocked by Chilong Daoist's "Fengxie Temple Gate Curse", except for the "Wutong God" who can use the power of the temple system to shuttle through the eight blocked gates, the rest are not allowed to pass through.

  The people gathered on the mountain are more than 90% of the disciples of Tianwei Dao Altar.

  However, more than 90% of the disciples, whether they are masters, masters in red, or ordinary disciples, are all driven around at night by the ceremonial guards resenting the gods. Except for the 'Ding Ling', no one is spared!

Even those evil masters whose heads were beheaded and killed in the daytime are shaking their headless bodies at this moment, driven by the "thin bamboo poles", swaying among the mountain steps of the monastery, seemingly wandering Destination wandering!

  (end of this chapter)