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Chapter 50 Please enter the urn

In the Land Temple in Fulong Town, the Biyang Mountain God lay on the ground with trembling body. After careful observation, you can see that his limbs were nailed to the stone slabs on the ground by people, and golden blood of the gods flowed on the ground.

He raised his head and stared at the middle-aged man wearing an official hat in front of him.

"What the hell did I commit? Do you want to treat me like this?"

The man sat on the Grand Master's chair, leaning forward slightly, watching the mountain god struggling in pain on the ground, gently picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, and breathed comfortably.

"Sin?" He gently put down the cup and glanced at the mountain god disdainfully, "Didn't I tell you? It's your sin without the consent of the county magistrate's office to destroy the forests and cultivated land."

The mountain god of Biyang endured the pain of his limbs and defended loudly. "I just tried to help the villagers below to relieve their drought. Is this also wrong?"

"Of course there is something wrong! Who asked you to do this?" The middle-aged man curled his lips.

The corner of the mountain god curled his mouth, but he was stunned.

The middle-aged man sneered: "In Tianshui County, you don't think you want to do whatever you want. Without the county magistrate nodding, even if it is a good thing, it will only become a bad thing. After living for hundreds of years, don't you understand?"

"As a god, it is our duty to help the people. I don't think I'm wrong!" The mountain god continued to scream.

"That's right, it's not your final decision." The middle-aged man suddenly jumped and landed directly on the head of the mountain god.

"Ka..." The mountain god's head was directly stepped onto the bluestone slab by him, making a sound of shattering.

"Oh... I'm not good at being a dog, I'm going to be a god!" The sludge from the soles of the shoes was wiped off the face of the mountain god in Biyang Mountain. The middle-aged man smiled a little more. "But I have to thank you too. Without you making such a big noise, I wouldn't have been so smooth."

He jumped down from the face of the mountain god and walked back to the Grand Master's chair.

"Okay. Lie down obediently and wait for the mastermind to draw a painting to come. I will show you my mercy in person." Thinking that the design drawing has now been sent to the county magistrate's office, the county magistrate was immediately happy.

In the past few days, he has spent a lot of effort to figure out all this. When he killed these traitors, he will open up the Qinglan Mountains and Water Source to solve the local drought. By then, the memorials and drawings presented by the county magistrate should be able to reach Kyoto.

Nowadays, officials in the entire Hua Dynasty have tried their best to be promoted through this channel.

A severe drought is a natural disaster for the people at the bottom, but for the adults who hold great power, it is a perfect opportunity.

The county magistrate couldn't help but feel a pity when he thought of getting rid of such a talent. However, after discussing with the county magistrate, he also agreed with the adult's statement.

To avoid exogenous troubles!

He deliberately revealed the news of the detention of the mountain god in Biyang Mountain and deliberately let the foolish guy go. Isn’t it just to invite you into the trap?

After glanced at the little Taoist priest who closed his eyes to rest in the corner, the county magistrate immediately felt relieved.

"Zhengren Cao, can you tell me a fortune and see when those thieves will arrive?"

He couldn't wait.

In the corner, the little Taoist priest holding the wooden pole opened his eyes and smiled slightly: "Sir, don't worry, my master has already calculated it, they will definitely come tonight."

When talking about Zhao Changlong, a trace of fear flashed in the eyes of the county magistrate, and he hurriedly bowed: "Zhao Zhenren has made all plans, so I don't have to worry about it."

As he was talking, a strong wind gushed at the door.

The young Taoist priest narrowed his eyes slightly, but there was a smile on his lips. He glanced at the gossips and talismans hanging in the Land Temple, and subconsciously licked his lips.

He was also a little anxious. What kind of monster was that he could bring all the magic weapons of his family.

I heard it is a wild boar spirit, but it has not yet transformed?

Pig teeth should be worth a little money, right?

The strong wind rushes, and the county magistrate takes two steps back and returns to the Grand Master's chair, where the old god is there.

Today's protagonist is not himself.

With a loud bang, sand and gravel outside the land temple in Fulong Town shot. Then a wild boar who was waiting for a person rushed in with a box on his back. Behind the box, an old man with white hair and beard was pale.

It was Lu Gong and his journey that arrived.

Wang Yi stopped, and Lu Gong couldn't help but feel moved. He thought that what he was waiting for was a lot of siege like Qinglan Mountain, and at the least, there were several masters, but he didn't expect that there were only two.

The Biyang Mountain God raised his head with difficulty. When he saw Lu Gong and Bai Gu, he opened his mouth, but he could no longer make a sound.

Bai Gu glanced at the sleepy divine navig, his face changed drastically, and he quickly shouted: "Brother Bi, don't move!"

He pointed at the county magistrate and said angrily: "You are such a cruel method!"

The trapped God nail was a torture instrument ordered by the late emperor to abandon it. Because it was extremely cruel, once the soul of the god was penetrated, it would be almost difficult to recover. Unexpectedly, these people even used this explicit prohibited method.

The county magistrate waved his hand, not caring at all. "Don't worry, since you are here, you have a share."

"Brother Bi hold on!" Bai Gu moved his hands together, and a vine immediately stretched out from the crutch in his hand, entangling the Biyang Mountain God, trying to pull out the trapped god nail.

The Biyang Mountain God let out a painful wail.

The county town looked at them with a smile, without saying a word.

In the corner, the little Taoist priest's eyes lit up. "It's really worth the trip today. There is also a thousand-year-old ginseng. OK, OK, OK!"

He stood up and came to Wang Yi in an instant, and he was about to pinch Bai Gu's neck with one hand.

Wang Yi roared angrily, raised his fangs, and threw them over to his abdomen.

"Beast, I still want to show off my power." The little Taoist roared angrily, his body retreated lightly, and there was an extra talisman in his hand.

"Subduing demons and demons, hurry up and as fast as the law..." He threw out the talisman, and the entire land temple suddenly lit up.

The talismans on the four stone pillars lit up at the same time, and a ray of light fell on Wang Yi's body.

Wang Yi let out a wail and instantly revealed his true form.

He struggled hard, trying to break free from the restrictions of these talismans. A gossip flew over his head and slowly turned.

Wang Yi's body trembled slightly, but he could not move at all.

Baigu was swept away by these lights and had already flew backwards.

On the Grand Master's chair, the middle-aged man slapped his high-highlights and laughed. "Zhao Zhenren is indeed a complete plan."

Just after a meeting, Wang Yi was completely suppressed, which was completely beyond his imagination.

The little Taoist priest walked towards Baigu with a smile, and quickly smiled. "Old thing, don't be afraid. I won't bear you directly. My master has been missing something like you recently. He just didn't have a big tonic like you. If you kill him, it would be a lot of results."

He walked a few steps forward, but his body suddenly stiffened, because a box suddenly floated up and landed in front of Baigu.

"Are you Zhao Changlong's apprentice?"

On the Grand Master's chair, Juncheng raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Hey, this thing is fun."

The little Taoist frowned and stared at Lu Gong: "Where did the lonely ghost come from? How dare you call your master's name and seek death."
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