Well??Chang Jin was using his spiritual sense to check the human fortune of a big city not far below, and suddenly aroused a sense of emotion in his heart. There seemed to be something in the dark, which was very related to himself.

He immediately controlled the hexagonal treasure basket and sat cross-legged in a nearby place.

Entering the realm of earthly immortals can be considered a half-step immortal. You have already realized the nature of the great way and are well aware of the secrets of heaven. Whenever something big with you happens, as long as it is not deliberately hidden by someone, you will feel something in your heart.

Therefore, after sensing the abnormal situation, Chang Jin did not dare to be careless.

At this time, the night was dark, and a bright moon was hanging high above his head and the sky. He quickly made several gestures with his hands. The seal in the Nirvana Palace vibrated and several true texts floated out.

This big seal is closely linked to Chang Jin's fortune, and it contains three true texts of immortals, gods and humans, which are used to deduce their own changes, which is most appropriate.

But I saw that the true texts were all golden and finally a temple was transformed into a Nirvana Palace. There were a few big words above the temple clearly visible - "The Temple of Yi Yong and Benevolence".

Is there something happening in the temple here? Chang Jin's mind moved, and the golden aura on his head rose again, rushing straight to the night sky. In this golden airflow, an illusory temple appeared in front of him.

This temple was established by the people Chang Jin saved when Dushui Shuijun was in chaos. A year ago, he was very moved when he sensed this incident, but he did not have the intention to ascend to the throne.

I thought I was reluctant to return to my position, but the believers who built the temple found that the gods in the temple were unfair, so naturally they would not worship them again.

Now I know that this is not the case. Although the incense above the temple is only white and red, it stands upright like a rafter, and the incense burner in front of the statue is filled with thick incense ash.

This shows that those believers who set up temples worship very piously, so they can have such a state of vigor.

What surprised Chang Jin even more was that he knew the man standing outside the temple, named Zhu Yuanhao. When Jin went to Wanshan Mansion to participate in the mansion examination, he saw someone designing to frame Zhu Yuanhao, so he helped him, and then called him brothers and visited him again.

At this moment, Zhu Yuanhao had a short knife on his waist, and stood outside the temple with his mother panting on his back, looking very embarrassed. The thick red aura of his natal life seemed messy on his head, with a few traces of bloody aura in it. It seemed that he had encountered some trouble and had injured his life.

"Hao'er, please put your mother down and run away alone. My mother is so old that they dare not take her into prison. She even finds her food." The old woman tried her best to persuade her.

"Mom, stop saying that I caused trouble and also implicated you. How could I leave you alone?" Zhu Yuanhao replied, wiping the sweat on his forehead, and refused to let go of his mother no matter what he said.

"Put me down now. There is a temple here. I want to worship me and let the gods bless us to safely escape those servants..." The old woman struggled on her son's back again.

Zhu Yuanhao turned his head and looked at the adobe thatched temple that was only one person tall, and he spoke out and said, "Mom, this temple is so small, and there are not many people who worship at all, so it will definitely not work. What's the use of worshiping? Let's leave quickly."

He also knew something about the gods and knew that all the righteous gods recognized by the government had imperial decrees and the temples were built tall and solemn. Such a simple small temple was mostly a ancestral temple built by villagers nearby, and there was not even a temple blessing. How could it be effective?

"It is a sin to not worship the temple. Please let it come down for your mother." The old woman was very pious to the gods.

Seeing that his mother insisted on doing this, Zhu Yuanhao had to squat down and put her down. Then he stood beside him and watched his mother worship.

"I hope to bless my son to survive the disaster this time," the old woman kowtowed respectfully.

Although Chang Jin was thousands of miles away, he could see clearly that as she made a wish, a trace of white air immediately floated into the temple.

After kneeling down, the old woman shouted to her son again: "Haoer, you should bow too."

Zhu Yuanhao was a filial son, but he still knelt down: "The god is here, my name is Zhu Yuanhao. Because I couldn't stand the scoundrel of the Zheng family leading a group of servants to bully a woman a few days ago, I stepped forward to argue and killed people. Now I am wanted by the government and have to take my mother to escape. If your god is really effective, let us mother and son get rid of the pursuit. At that time, I would like to believe in you for the rest of my life and worship the power of incense."

After saying that, they all kowtowed a few times.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard people coming from behind.

Zhu Yuanhao hurriedly got up and looked back, and saw more than a dozen torches illuminating two miles away, and rushed towards their direction.

There were even loud shouts in the team: "Brothers, keep up, Zhu Yuanhao is right in front, I will definitely not run far."

These people really caught up with them. Zhu Yuanhao's face changed and he hurriedly looked around.

The road is surrounded by paddy fields, and there is no covering at all. If you are alone, just jump into the mud of the paddy fields to hide, or run away directly along the road. No matter how bad it is, you can fight with these yamen runners with a short knife at your waist.

But he was still following his mother. Her mother was old and sick, and she had a very weak bones, so it was impossible for her to sneak into the fields to hide.

It is even more impossible to do something. What should I do if I accidentally hurt my mother if I wait.

At this time, the old woman also saw the fire in the distance and shouted anxiously: "Hao'er, they are catching up with you. Don't worry about your mother, run away quickly."

"Mom, I'll suffer this kind of suffering at the age of your age, and my child is unfilial." Zhu Yuanhao knelt on the ground and kowtowed several times, then a little resolutely appeared on his face: "Mom, just stay here and don't move, my child will surrender.

It turns out that I did not misunderstand the person. Brother Zhu is indeed an open and honest man who loves to fight against others. Through the dialogue between them, Chang Jin has already known about Zhu Yuanhao's murder case.

Seeing that he was in a critical moment, he still refused to abandon his mother. Chang Jin looked at him a little more. His spiritual sense moved slightly, and several true texts floated out, condensed above the temple, forming a red imperial edict talisman.

Since the Great Seal merged with the laws of the Dao of the Underworld, he wanted to condense the red imperial edicts in the true text and live easily, with almost no effort.

Condensed into an imperial edict, Chang Jin immediately threw it into the illusory temple in front of him.

But I saw the red light flashing, and the decree talismans implicitly the mysterious laws of heaven and earth merged into it, and it was integrated with the temple.

"Brother Zhu, please stay" a low voice came from behind.

Zhu Yuanhao was startled and hurriedly turned around and shouted, "Who?" The old woman was also shocked and turned her head to look privately. She found that the temple was empty and there was no one else.

"Are you... a human or a ghost?" Zhu Yuanhao suddenly pulled out the short knife he carried around his waist and roared in a low voice. The sound came out, and a hint of red air attached to it, blessing his words.

I saw a blurred phantom showing his body at the entrance of the temple. After seeing Zhu Yuanhao, I bowed and said, "Brother Zhu, don't be surprised, I am the god of this temple. I have sensed what Brother Zhu asked for before, so I will help you."

"Are you the god of this temple? Please save my son." The old woman saw the phantom, her body full of light and her face was hard to see. However, this look was similar to the statue of the god in the temple, and immediately knelt down.

"Old lady, please get up quickly." Chang Jinxu held his hand and helped the other party up. He then said, "The pursuer is coming, and I won't say much nonsense. Brother Zhu, do what I said, I have a way to let you escape the pursuer."

Until now, Zhu Yuanhao is still half-believing and half-doubted about this god who suddenly appears to be a brother to him. However, he is also a tough and decisive person. Knowing that it is a critical moment, he nodded and said, "What do you want me to do?"

"No need to do anything more. Just stand beside the temple gate with the old lady. Remember, don't make a sound later."

There is a large seal to condense the true text of Shinto. Chang Jin thought it was not difficult to use Shinto magic. The golden light flowed, and a trace of spiritual energy was extracted and fell into the temple.

Then the temple spewed out red lights, forming one talisman after another, covering the heads of Zhu Yuanhao and his son, and then disappeared.

Zhu Yuanhao and his son stood on the side of the temple shortly after they were pursued, and the pursuers arrived more than ten meters away. The middle-aged yamen runner held up a torch and looked at the roadside, shouting in surprise: "Hey, there is a temple there. Will they hide in the temple..."

"How is this temple size? It's hard to get incense in it. How can you hide the people?" Another person shook his head.

"Let's go, Zhao San, let's take someone over and take a look," said the middle-aged yamen runner spitting.

When Zhu Yuanhao heard the conversation between the two, he couldn't help but clench his short knife and his feet slightly sank. If these pursuers surrounded him, he would be able to react as soon as possible.

Seeing that he was about to take action, Chang Jin gathered a trace of spiritual thoughts and sent them into Zhu Yuanhao's ears: "Brother Zhu, don't move, they can't see you..."

It's strange that these twenty or thirty pursuers walked past the temple with torches high. There were two people who were almost next to Zhu Yuanhao's body, but they seemed like blind people and could not see him at all.

This god really has some Taoism. Seeing this, Zhu Yuanhao's uneasy heart finally calmed down a little. As for his mother, she just folded her hands together and silently recited a wish in her heart.

None of these pursuers noticed the fact that when they passed by the temple just now, there was a place that would subconsciously avoid. And that place happened to be the space where two people stood.

"Damn it, that guy was carrying his mother on his back and must have not walked far away. How could he disappear? Didn't he really hide in this small temple?" The leading middle-aged yamen runner cursed and held a torch and looked into the temple.

I saw a statue of a carved wood carved god enshrined inside, which was only more than three feet high, not like a familiar god. Before he could see clearly, a piece of dust suddenly fell from the temple, which happened to fall into the eyes of the middle-aged yamen runner.

Squinted, the yamen runner loosened his hands, and the torch fell to the ground. Then he stepped on his feet and turned his head toward his subordinates and said, "Look around and look carefully. There are many gullies here, and it is so dark that it is not far away. There is no other place to go except this road. You can go ahead and check it out and block the intersection, so that he will be unable to fly."
Chapter completed!