Looking at the Taoist temple with its door locked, Yun Song's eyes were filled with sadness.

After an inexplicable time travel, this Taoist temple became his home. Now that he has to leave home far away, he feels somewhat melancholy.

What a pity that Taoist masterpieces such as "Dragon and Tiger Double Cultivation Sutra", "Xuannu Fang Zhongyang Sutra", "Heaven and Earth Yin and Yang Reunion and Great Joy" are included!

He brought some Taoist sutras to protect his body last night in order to deal with ghost things, but they were all such as "Shangqing Dadong Sutra" and "Dongzhen Taishang Basu Sutra".

Those masterpieces that he regarded as treasures were packed together and hidden under his pillow, waiting to be carefully studied before going to bed.

Looking at it now, he doesn't need to speculate for the time being.

Qian Yan'er is entrenched in the Taoist temple, and he doesn't dare to go back and take risks.

But he was always thinking about these books in his heart. He looked through them at that time, and found that those books were all handwritten copies, absolutely exclusive secrets!

So he walked down the mountain and looked back.

The peacock flies southeast, turning back as it flies.

All this is different in Wang Youde's eyes.

Wang Youde asked: "Xiao Zhenren, are you reluctant to leave the Taoist temple because you keep looking back, or are you worried that the sneaky people in the Taoist temple will break out and harm the people?"

Without waiting for Yunsong to answer, he comforted:

"No matter what, it doesn't matter, little master, you have now sealed Qianyaner and the sneakiness it summoned in the Taoist temple. When you go down the mountain, inform your fellow Taoists, and then go up the mountain together to take back the Taoist temple."

Yun Song was confused by his questions and answers.

What's this guy doing?

At this time, the two of them walked to the corner of the mountain road. After turning around the mountain, they could no longer see the Taoist temple.

Yun Song looked at it again and again, and finally waved his fist unwillingly: "I will come back!"

Wang Youde comforted him and said: "You can leave the green hills without fear of running out of firewood. As long as you get in touch with fellow experts, you can come back at any time."

"But it's better not to linger now. We have to leave quickly. The weather is not looking good."

Yun Song said nonchalantly: "The Supreme God of Fortune, Donor Wang, what you said is unprofessional. As the old saying goes, good things don't go out until you go out. That's not right. It's 'the morning glow doesn't go out, the sunset glow travels thousands of miles.' The glow of yesterday evening

It’s not like you don’t know how good it is.”

Wang Youde said: "But the glow this morning is also very good."

Yun Song sneered and told him the difference between twilight and morning sun. Wang Youde patiently listened to his talk.

After he finished speaking, Wang Youde pointed to the north and said: "Little Master, I don't understand what you said. I only know that the dark clouds are coming."

Yunsong quickly walked through the forest to the clearing and looked up.

The sky in the north is gloomy, and leaden black clouds invade all the way to the south.

He was immediately dumbfounded.

You damn thing didn’t tell me earlier!

The two began to run away in panic.

Although Wang Youde was fat, he ran quite fast on the mountain road. Yun Song, a young man chasing him, was out of breath.

But the clouds swept across the sky faster.

A gust of mountain wind blew wildly from the north, there was a roar in the sky, and raindrops fell with crackling sounds.

In this way, Yun Song simply stopped and stopped running.

Can't run anymore!

Wang Youde ran out for more than ten meters in one breath. He looked back and saw Yunsong falling, and then ran back trembling with fat:

"Xiao Zhenren, why don't you run away?"

Yunsong tried his best to calm down and said calmly: "Fusheng Supreme Heavenly Lord, Donor Wang doesn't know something. According to fluid mechanics research, when it rains, you get wet more when you run than when you walk."

Wang Youde looked at him as if he saw a ghost.

So Yun Song knew that there should be no concept of fluid mechanics in this world, so he changed his explanation:

"You are more familiar with this mountain road than the trail. You should know that we can't find anyone to take shelter from the rain in a short period of time. Is there any difference between walking and running like this? It's just that you will become a drowned rat sooner or later."

"Mountain roads are already rugged and slippery when it rains. If you accidentally slip and fall down the mountain at this time, it can be fatal, so it is better to quietly experience the feeling of walking in the rain and steady your steps to avoid injury."

This time Wang Youde understood.

After thinking for a while, he bowed his head and said, "What the young master said is true. I have learned from you."

The rain was pouring down, and the two of them walked carefully on the mountain road.

After calming down, Yun Song couldn't help but speed up his pace.

It rains in the mountains and is very cold.

Wang Youde fell behind and asked, "Xiao Zhenren, why are you running again?"

Yunsong was embarrassed and didn't know how to answer. He looked forward and saw some scattered houses through the rain curtain.

This made him very happy and said: "Because there is a house ahead of us on the trail. Come on, let's go and take shelter from the rain."

He ran a few steps quickly, but did not hear Wang Youde's footsteps.

So he turned around strangely and saw Wang Youde stunned on the spot.

The rain fell from his head, but he ignored it and remained motionless.

Yun Song had an ominous premonition in his heart.

He asked: "Donor Wang, why don't you leave?"

Wang Youde did not speak, but slowly backed away.

Yunsong walked over.

There was no need for him to ask any more questions this time. Wang Youde had already spoken tremblingly: "Little Master, from the foot of the mountain to Simuguan, there are no villages on the entire mountain road!"

"If a village is found on this mountain road, it has only one identity..."

Yunsong's heart sank: "Beheading Village!"

After he said these three words, it was like three bullets hitting Wang Youde, making his fat body shiver three times in a row.

Yun Song said again: "You don't have any meat from the three animals anymore, do you?"

Wang Youde said in despair: "It's useless to have three kinds of animal meat. Little Master, this is a hurdle in our life!"

"If you have three animals, you have to burn incense and paper, and pray and beg, so that the beheading village will let people go. Look at the heavy rain today, how can you burn incense and paper?"

"This is God not giving us a way to survive!"

Yun Song looked grave and worried about Wang Youde's future.

As for his future, he isn't too worried. The beheading village only harms the living people. When the time comes, he won't be able to defeat the ghosts in the village, so he will join them again.

It's better to survive than to be miserable.

He already had the windshield coin in his hand.

It can be used immediately!

He said: "It's useless for us to turn back now, is it?"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Wang Youde smiled sadly: "Ghosts bully the weak and fear evil. If the ghosts in the beheading village know that we are afraid, the end will only be worse."

"They will try every possible means to play tricks on us! Until they scare us to death!"

Yun Song patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't be afraid, otherwise, just stand here and don't move. Xiaodao will go to the village first to see what's going on and see if we can give you a chance to survive."

After saying this, he turned around and left.

After a few steps, Wang Youde gritted his teeth and followed:

"Xiao Zhenren, you are a real hero, but I, named Wang, am not a coward either!"

"These things that happen to me are all fate. I am supposed to die today, but I can't wait until tomorrow. If I am not destined to die today, it will be useless even if I, the King of Hell, come!"

"It's just a matter of death. If a person dies, the bird will face the sky, and if the phoenix faces forward, I won't be afraid anymore!"

Yun Song looked at him in surprise.

Do you want to be so tough? To be honest, you are not afraid of me!

He hesitated and handed the peach wood sword on his back to Wang Youde: "If there is a ghost later, this may be useful."

Wang Youde stroked the old peach wood sword and looked shocked: "What about you? Little Master, what should you do?"

Yunsong held the windlass head tightly and said nothing, but strode forward.

Wang Youde suddenly felt that today's rain was a bit salty.

It was already getting late at this time.

Under the cover of black clouds, the dusk fell.

The tired birds returning home flap their wings randomly and fly away in the rain.
To be continued...