boom!

The huge demonic energy ball collided with several mysterious thunders and spiritual energy blades, making a huge noise.

The whole mountain seemed to be shaking.

"Little Senior Aunt!"

As soon as Xuan Mo arrived, he found that He Tiantian was fighting with the monster and they were inseparable.

Without thinking too much, Xuan Mo threw out the talisman that He Tiantian had given him, waved his magical weapon, and rushed forward.

"Ho! Ho ho!"

The demonic mass roared in despair.

It discovered that even if it fought to the death, it could not die with this stinky girl.

Not to mention, this person actually has foreign aid!

Baga, you don’t have the spirit of Bushido.

He Tiantian & Xuan Mo: With an inhumane devil like you, how on earth do you talk about the way of the warrior?

Besides, Bushido is your thing, we Chinese people don’t recognize it.

He Tiantian and Xuan Mo attacked from both sides, and the demonic energy group consumed all the demonic energy due to the last attack.

It was like a weak balloon, which was punctured by He Tiantian and Xuan Mo each with a pop!

The leaking air, a huge mass, quickly shrunk, shrunk.

He Tiantian and Xuan Mo took advantage of the victory and pursued the attack, one wielding a spiritual blade and the other flying a magic weapon.

Bang!

The demonic energy group shrunk several times and instantly shattered into slag.

The obscured sky also dispersed with the dark clouds, and the sun once again appeared.

The formation was broken and the illusion disappeared, revealing the original appearance of the dilapidated temple and remote mountain village.

Ruined, desolate, lifeless.

The hillsides, forests, and fields are all withered.

Standing halfway up the mountain, He Tiantian and Xuan Mo sighed together.

Alas, the monster was killed, but the damage done was irreversible.

The two of them began to recite sutras to save the remaining souls.

The black energy dissipated, golden light shone everywhere, and the remaining souls gathered in the air to form silhouettes one by one.

Some of them were wearing coarse clothes from the 1930s and 1940s, some were wearing old military uniforms, and some were wearing Taoist robes or monk's robes...

Men and women, old and young, all kinds of people, but they all have the same expression.

They saluted He Tiantian and Xuanmo gratefully, and then entered the ghost gate.

"Little Master Uncle! Little Master Uncle! Where are you?"

Just after the salvation was completed, the emergency personnel arrived.

And that voice that was extremely familiar to Xuan Mo echoed in the valley.

He Tiantian looked at Xuan Mo funnyly.

Xuan Mo wanted to help his forehead.

Alas, why is this naughty kid here again?!

Xuan Mo didn't want to see Su Wenbo, let alone an unusual person.

At least until his illness was completely cured, he didn't want to be too high-profile.

He took out his cell phone and quickly sent a message to Su Wenbo and the captain of the emergency team who was leading the team this time.

He explained the matter of Zhenmo Temple in detail, and told the other party his and He Tiantian’s guess——

This is not an exception!

Be sure to check all temples in detail, especially those remote and unknown mountain temples.

In addition, Xuan Mo also sent a message to Fozi Huizhi to inform him of the whole incident in detail.

"Let's go, we will take care of the aftermath!"

After sending the message, Xuan Mo said to He Tiantian.

"Um!"

He Tiandian nodded, and the two of them bypassed the emergency, passed through the forest on the other side, and quietly went down the mountain.

The emergency personnel began to deal with the follow-up matters.

The next day, Aunt Liu woke up from a good sleep.

Then, she was shocked to find that she was not in the guest room of Zhenmo Temple, but in the hospital.

"...What, what's going on? I'm fine, why was I sent to the hospital?"

Aunt Liu hurriedly asked the nurse.

"A landslide occurred on the mountain where the Zhenmo Temple is located. Alas, not only was the entire temple destroyed, but even several small villages at the foot of the mountain were affected!"

The nurse sighed and replied, "Auntie, you are so lucky. When you were buried, a beam fell down and blocked you."

"Don't worry, you were just asleep and not injured!"

Aunt Liu was dumbfounded.

Landslide?

The Zhenmo Temple was destroyed?

How many small mountain villages have been buried?!

"Then, then...are there any other survivors in the Demon-Suppressing Temple?"

For example, Lao Feng and his wife?

Another example is how many monks are there waiting for the host?

The nurse shook her head, "You are the only survivor. Alas, fortunately there are not many families in those small mountain villages, otherwise——"

Aunt Liu's head was buzzing, and she was a little confused.

The nurse was still muttering, "They say that the Demon-Suppressing Temple is efficacious, but let me tell you, it's more of a liar! If it's really magical, why can't you protect your own temple, monks, and believers?"

Aunt Liu:......

That makes sense!

Although she was lucky to survive, she was not a fan of Zhenmo Temple.

There is also the more pious Lao Feng and his wife.

The couple sold their house and donated half of the money to the Demon-Suppressing Temple.

I also bought a small bungalow at the foot of the temple hill, burning incense and praying every day...

As a result, after begging and begging, I ended up like this!

Sure enough, we still have to listen to those young people, believe in science, and reject feudal superstition.

No, wait—

young people?

Two vague figures suddenly appeared in Aunt Liu's mind, a man and a woman, both in their teens and twenties.

They, they... Did I remember correctly? I went up the mountain alone, with no companions at all.

Aunt Liu's head was dizzy. When the nurse saw this, she quickly called the doctor.

The ward suddenly became noisy, and Aunt Liu was in a trance, staring in confusion.

When she woke up again, she saw her children.

Listening to her children's uncontrollable accusations and nagging out of worry, Aunt Liu felt ashamed and reassured, "Okay! Okay! I understand!"

"I will never believe this again, let alone go to the wilderness alone to worship gods and Buddhas!"

They were all buried alive this time, and I'm not sure what will happen next time.

Besides, the person who died is already dead, and no one can control what happens in the next life.

It’s better to work hard for the living people.

Any offering of spiritual tablets or reincarnation are all lies!

Aunt Liu was completely alert and did not dare to mess with these things anymore. After returning home, she threw the scriptures, talismans, magical instruments and other things she had invited from Zhenmo Temple into the trash can.

The logistics staff of the emergency department who had been following her secretly took the opportunity to dig these things out of the trash can.

After some investigation, the extraordinary bosses found that these things were also filled with demonic energy, which were poisons that charmed the mind.
To be continued...