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Almost at the same time, Ao Yan shouted and exploded the entire front hall and back room of the ancestral hall.

"Thank you! Raise the yin ghosts, dig up people's graves, and insult the gods. The laws of heaven are not tolerated! Today, the energy is over. Ben Hubo will do his best to heaven. Come and take your life!"

"I'm so arrogant when I die! Kill the insects for me, find out the little beast, and draw out his three souls and seven spirits!" Xie's witch laughed and waved the little white flag a few times.

The wrinkled flesh of the old face was tangled together, and his eyes were trembling with fierce light, as if he had seen a fishy mad dog, staring at the door. At this moment, a green shadow suddenly appeared.

This is a flat-body emerald green beetle, the size of a dish, and a pair of sickles waving at her forelimbs, which are hideous and eye-catching. They are the green turtle!

"Word? Not good! Come back soon!" Xie Wu Po was shocked.

The little white flag waved repeatedly, and the little ghost in the ancestral hall, who was only a stone's throw away from the water slave, suddenly turned around and rushed into the corridor and rushed straight to the back room.

The green turtle appears, spreading its elys, and its two sickles are like hooks, which directly draws its throat, killing people's lives.

In a hurry, Xie shaman grabbed the teapot, oil lamp and other items on the tea table and threw it out. Although it did not hit it, it also blocked the green turtle. The black wine jar that was pretending to be a little ghost fell to the ground and broke. Finally, she shouted, and the tea table was thrown out by her and happened to hit the green turtle.

Swish!

The green turtle waved his two sickles, cut the tea table with two knifes, rushed to the witch's head, pierced the hind limbs into his scalp, and stroked the two sickles on his head, and pricked the hook-like mouthparts between his hair at the same time.

"ah!!!"

The heart-wrenching scream sounded in the late summer night, shrill and infiltrating, and the sound hits the heart, like someone slid over the bones with nails, making people feel sore and trembling in their bones, and the sound of insects and frogs around the ancestral hall stopped!

"I'm fighting with you!"

The witch Xie, who was tortured by a bite, reached out and teared open the green turtle that was pressing against her head, and actually pulled off a piece of scalp with hair!

"Go to die!"

He threw the green turtle to the ground, held the flagpole in both hands as a dagger, and inserted it downwards. The green turtle quickly flew out of the house.

As soon as it left, the flagpole of Xie shaman brushed over its body and poked it onto the hard ground. The flag broke, and at the same time, with a whistle and miserable wind gushed in.

The little ghost arrived slowly, and as the flag was destroyed, the light on its neck suddenly dimmed and it shattered on its own.

Xie Shen Po looked at the flag blankly, and a bad premonition surged from the bottom of her heart. She looked up at the little ghost. The little ghost looked at her at a close distance. Her black eyes were no longer empty, and she had more spirituality, thinking, ignorance and... hatred!

"Changming, grandma..."

Xie trembled and wanted to say something. Before he finished speaking, his cold little hand had already touched her neck and pinched her hard!

She made a giggle and struggled, but her waving hands passed through the little ghost's little hands, and she felt a burst of ice water that could not be held at all - she forgot that the ghost was invisible!

The little ghost suddenly lifted the witch Xie and rose into the air, letting her twist and begging her eyes, unmoved.

"Ha..." He opened his mouth wide open to her, his mouth was ferocious, and a suction seemed to appear in his throat. White air floated out of the seven orifices of the Goddess Xie, forming a stream of sucked away by the little ghost.

Her face was also rapidly withering and decaying. Not only that, but also, the green turtle toxin attacked at this time. After the blood faded, the whole disclosure began to turn black and purple. The black and purple was like a tide, spreading under her neck. When the last trace of soul was sucked away by the little ghost, Xie shaman rolled her eyes and kicked her legs twice, and finally stopped. Her whole body had become black and purple and swollen, which looked even more terrifying than living!

After letting go, the body of the witch Xie fell to the ground.

Xie Witch, die!

The little ghost's body was filled with ghost energy, and turned into a long-haired child in black. He actually squatted on the ground and started to cry.

At the same time, Ao Yan fell straight and back on the grass outside the ancestral hall, gasping for breath, his whole body was wet, pinching away the cold sweat on his forehead, his heart beat violently, and he was almost exhausted.

Of course, it is impossible to get rid of the cunning witch with the green turtle. He endured the pain and cut seven incense into the green turtle.

Fortunately, this is the case. In the last critical moment, I could avoid the attack of this old witch. Before the little ghost came, I saw the death of the witch Xie with my own eyes, and a big stone finally fell in my heart.

Breathing fresh air, Ao Yan began to check Fu Zhao's status.

Nine silks of incense, fourteen merits.

"Just just consumed incense twice to possess audio-visual activities, three water slaves, seven green turtles, and another sound transmission technique. It's really a waste. By the way, the witch Xie is dead, so why should Fu Zhao feel the reward of heaven?"

bite--

Fu Zhao trembled, and lines of golden small characters appeared in his mind.

"The heaven and earth carry the fortune, and the six decrees say!"

"Now the prime minister, Ao Yan, has made great contributions to punishing evil, promoted the reputation of heaven, left the power of the six paths, and rewarded twenty merits. He has given Hubo the imperial edict to grant the boy and the power of the powerful men. I hope to continue to work hard, and I admire this--"

Buzz ~

After Ao Yan finished reading it, all the words spread out into golden merits, rising slowly, floating above Fu Zhao, and quietly suspended.

"Twenty merits!" Ao Yan jumped up from the grass with excitement.

In this way, I have thirty-four merits and have taken a big step towards the promotion. At this speed, I will kill two or three evil people who insult the gods. Wouldn’t I be able to reach the ninth level?

When he thought that he could become "in the system", he was immediately full of energy.

"Although I lost the incense, I earned merit. This transaction is worth more than anything else. By the way, what's wrong with this boy who was granted a title?" Ao Yan closed his eyes and felt the extra information in Fu Zhao.

After a moment, I opened my eyes and was so excited that my flesh on my face was smiling.

No matter how small an official is, he is still an official. How can he do that without two people under him? With this power, he can enfeoff some boys and strong men, who can help him guard the temple, deal with the people's wishes, and help him deal with some troubles. It can be said that with this ability, he will be much more convenient in the future.

It’s just that the imperial seal requires a lot of merit, one boy has thirty and one strong man has 50.

Fortunately, after the imperial seal is completed, the boy Lixun still needs to consume thirty to sixty incense per month to maintain his body, otherwise his body will fall into a deep sleep, which is the same as the employer needs to pay his salary.

Although it was a little troublesome, after thinking about it, Ao Yan looked at the back of the ancestral hall and was eager to try it out.

Now that I still have to work hard for my livelihood, I can't pay attention to my own temples and lakes all day long. Just like Goddess Xie wants to demolish the temple, he wouldn't have time to prepare if it wasn't for someone else's advice.

It’s always much more convenient to have someone watching for me.

Xie was dead, Ao Yan walked into the ancestral hall openly and followed the two insects to the back room. As soon as he entered the room, he saw the little ghost squatting and crying, and Xie, who was dead, could not die anymore.

Feeling the aura of a stranger approaching, the little ghost immediately became alert, stopped crying, and looked up at Ao Yan.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, but when you see it, you are so scared that you retreat and retreat to the corner of the wall.

In his eyes, Ao Yan was covered with a dazzling green light. When he shone on his body, he felt a burning pain, and his protective ghost energy was also dissipated.

Of course, Ao Yan, who didn't know that Fu Zhao protected his body, felt a little nervous when he saw the little ghost. When he saw that the other party was moving, he immediately retreated to the threshold. The left water slave and the right green turtle rushed out and protected him.

"You little devil, can you understand Ben Hubo's words?" He raised his head and raised his chest and said in an official voice.

The little ghost nodded.

"That's good. Seeing you feeling pitiful, I want to accept you as a boy under my seat and enjoy incense and worship. Are you willing?"

The little devil was hesitant, his eyes were still full of vigilance.

"You are the ghost slaves raised by Xie Witch. You have helped her with countless things that harm the heavens. You can tell from your black anger that you are kind enough to pass on you and drive away your karma. You don't appreciate it! Well, let's go to fend for yourself."

Ao Yan shouted fiercely, frowned, and felt a little angry, and turned around and left.

The little ghost woke up and rushed up in three or two steps. At this time, the water slave green turtle blocked it side by side, not afraid of the little ghost flying by, and was loyal to protecting the master.

Ao Yan stopped, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but when he turned around, his face turned stern and said solemnly: "I don't answer, and I don't answer, but I'm catching up with him this time. Why?"

When the little devil heard this, he opened his mouth and gestured a few times, shook his head and waved his hand.

"Are you a mute?" A hint of difficulty appeared in Ao Yan's eyebrows. Such a young child doesn't know much, and if he accepts the communication barrier, it's better not to accept it.

The little ghost Wu Liu looked at Ao Yan with his eyes, and noticed his thoughts, and suddenly became lost. But soon he seemed to think of something and signaled Ao Yan to look at the ground. He squatted and wrote with his fingers, and a line of beautiful words appeared on the ground.
Chapter completed!