Tongqu County Land Temple.

It was already midnight, and the temple was silent all around, with only the incense and candles in the main hall shining with a faint light.

Under the faint light, several clay statues on the throne exuded an indescribable scent of incense.

There is an illusory temple under the divine platform, which looks exactly the same as the land temple on the ground. I saw a middle-aged man wearing an official hat and a cunning appearance standing on the platform, with a dark and cold atmosphere revealing between his eyebrows and eyes. Judging from his expression and clothes, you can guess that this person is the land of Tongqu County.

Below the high platform were a series of Yin soldiers wearing armor. These Yin soldiers were holding weapons and surrounded by Yin energy, looking fierce and majestic.

Look at the above them, the rich yin energy soared into the sky, and countless ghosts seemed to be screaming and shouting.

Tongqu County Land looked downward and said loudly, "Go to the Guizhu and press the old thief Tu Yifang up to me!"

"Yes," the four ghost soldiers under the high platform responded, and walked towards the temple with great strides. Soon, a tall ghost was pulled out.

But he saw that the other person's head was as thick as his arms, and he seemed to be a ghost who enjoyed the power of incense.

The ghost immediately twisted his arms and struggled wildly when he saw the land on the platform. Talismans kept churning on the dark iron chains wrapped around his body, and even so, he could not completely bind the man. Unpredictable, he actually broke free from the suppression of four ghost soldiers and rushed towards the platform.

A few feet away from the land was about to reach, and in an instant it was only a few feet away from the land.

But when the land in Tongqu County was still in the face, the folding fan in his hand shook, the dark iron chain immediately shone brightly and shrank violently, tightening him tightly. Some iron chains even fell into the ghost's body, making a hissing sound.

Several ghost soldiers from the audience finally reacted and hurriedly knelt on the ground to beg for mercy: "Sir, please spare me, please spare me, young people will not investigate for a while, so that the old thief can break free and almost hurt him..."

"Get up and take him to the audience." When inspecting the ghost soldiers, Tudi was naturally angry. But he couldn't punish a few people in front of so many subordinates.

After four ghost soldiers pulled the previous ghost prisoner to the stage, Tudi asked again: "Tu Yifang, you killed 215 people on the battlefield during your lifetime. Although it was a war, it was considered a huge karma. After death, you were going to hell and suffered the punishment of reincarnation. It was only when the underworld changed that you escaped from this disaster. Not only did you not repent, you also secretly occupied other ancestral halls as false gods to gain the power of incense. Now you have been stealing the incense on earth for a hundred years, but it is considered a serious sin. It was originally supposed to be eradicated. It was just that you thought that you were not easy to practice in the land, so you sent someone to recruit. Unfortunately, you did not know the current affairs and dared to kill my ghost generals. It was really a sin that deserved death... Now you have been defeated, and the land gives you a chance, and you are willing to submit to me..."

"Haha" Tu Yifang laughed loudly, and he made the iron chains creak, "What are you? You are just a villain who steals the priesthood of the land. It is purely a delusion to make me surrender to you. If you want to kill, you must scrape the Ting Zun, I Tu Yifang will never frown."

"Okay, okay" Seeing that the other party refused to beg for mercy, Tudi's face became even more gloomy and shouted anxiously: "Come on, put this old thief on the Soul-Slaying Platform and torture him hard to see if he is still tough."

After receiving the order, several Yin soldiers quickly brought a guillotine. The guillotine was engraved with a hundred ghost runes, and black mist was shrouded in the middle, and screams were constantly. Several feet apart, the Yin soldiers could also feel the pressure emitted from above.

This guillotine is a magic weapon distributed by the underworld, which is specially designed to restrain the souls of ghosts.

After the handle of the guillotine is opened, the four ghosts will carry Tu Yifang and place it in the guillotine bed, and then fix the head and tail tightly to prevent the other party from breaking away and escaping.

"Tu Yifang, you still have time to regret it now." Tudi said sternly.

"Come on, I've heard about the 'Ten Thousands of Ghosts on the Yintai'. I'll try it out now!!" Although I felt that my soul was suppressed, Tu Yifang still remained calm.

"Okay," the land stopped talking, and with a wave of its big hand, the blade of the guillotine fell immediately.

With a sound of squeaking, the ghost body that Tu Yifang had originally condensed was cut in half. His huge head rolled out more than two feet away and fell from the stage.

Looking at the wound, black smoke kept emitting. It was obvious that the magic power contained in the guillotine was corroding the ghost body.

"Haha, it turns out that the Soul-Slaying Platform is just like this." Only one head was left, Tu Yifang still laughed wildly. That appearance seemed to be unaffected by the magic power of the Shinto.

After a moment, the head turned into black mist and grew together with the body again. However, the interface still sizzled, and it was obvious that the Shinto mana was still in effect.

The ghost soldiers around were stunned and frightened. An ordinary ghost, if the guillotine was taken down, would be scattered by the magic power of the gods.

Even if you don’t die, you will beg for mercy loudly under the corruption of divine power.

Although Tu Yifang was injured in the ghost body, he was still alive.

"Come on, keep slaughtering me." Seeing that the Soul-Slaying Platform could not make him surrender, the land was extremely embarrassed.

"yes"

Several ghosts carried Tu Yifang and put them in the guillotine to behead them, but unfortunately the other party still did not surrender and continued to curse.

In the end, the land had no tricks, so he had to instruct a group of ghost soldiers to take the other party to the ghost prison again. Tu Yifang was a powerful general during his lifetime. After his death, he did not enter the underworld for some reason, but occupied a ancestral hall and became a false god. After that, he enjoyed the incense for a hundred years and actually gained some human luck.

Now that he has the luck, even if the Soul-Slaying Platform is helpless. If Land personally kills this person, it will lose a lot of his incense and spiritual power. Now he is rushing to the realm of the second transformation of ghosts and gods, and the incense and spiritual power is originally lacking, so he cannot take action for the moment.

Just as he was thinking, Tudi suddenly frowned and his face changed drastically. He looked up to check his luck, and a large piece of red on his head was bitten off.

A little sense was found in my heart, but more than a dozen Yin soldiers under my command were killed. Before the investigation was completed, Tudi's face changed again and he said anxiously: "Prince Liu, Nanshan Weng was in danger. I just crushed the talisman for help. You can quickly bring Yin soldiers to the north of the city to check, and you must not delay..."

"Yes" a ghost general immediately walked out of the queue, shouted a few times, and quickly floated out of the ground with a team of ghost soldiers and galloped towards the north of the city.

***

"It's really you." Chang Jin chased the black mist and saw a black shadow running away from afar. Although the alley was pitch black, he had only seen two glances and recognized that the other party was the master of the field during the day.

Nearly a hundred feet apart, Chang Jin's long sleeves were graceful. He stepped out with one step. The spiritual energy immediately surged under his feet, and a breeze automatically generated. With the wind, he swept several feet apart. From a distance, he felt that the figure in front of him was flickering, and the speed was incredibly fast. It was like the legendary Liezi's wind, and there was no trace in the blink of an eye.

When he appeared again, he was already standing in front of Nanshan Weng and blocking the other party's way.

"Sir, please spare me, please spare me, the young man, don't know that you are a cultivator." Nanshan Weng had no immortality at this moment, and knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

"Haha, now I know I'm afraid. Who sent you here?" Chang Jin's sword shook and reached the corner of his erect neck.

Although there was no light on the tip of the sword, a hint of coldness invaded the bone marrow, making Nanshan Weng tremble: "I...I...I...I'm myself, no one sent me..."

"Is that so, can you sacrifice so many Yin soldiers?" Although Chang Jin's words were plain, they contained a trace of magic power. If a great practitioner was here, he could see that as the words came out of his mouth, a rippling breath attached to it, disturbing the luck above the other person's head, making Nanshan Weng feel surrender involuntarily.

"I said it was the land, and those ghost soldiers were lent to me by the Land Lord." Sure enough, Nanshan Weng couldn't help but tell the truth.

"Oh, the land of Tongqu County?" This was unexpected to Chang Jin. I had a guess in my mind before, but I never thought it was true.

"It's the Land Master." Seeing that the other party's words were not as sharp as before, Nanshan Weng just thought he was frightened by the name he reported: "The villain is favored by the Land Master, and can be in charge of the deployment of twenty ghost soldiers to attack and drive away the nearby lonely ghosts and make a name for the Land Master."

After listening to Nanshanweng's explanation, Chang Jin finally understood a little. If the gods want to obtain enough incense and mind power to maintain the position of the gods, they must have the secular people who continue to worship and worship.

To obtain sacrifices, the first thing is to show its ability in front of the world and make people convinced. This kind of thing cannot be done in person on the road...

Nanshan Weng is the spokesperson for the support of land in Tongqu County in the world.

This person promotes the reputation of the land by subduing demons and exorcising demons, so that the people can believe in sacrifices and gain the power of incense.

This method itself is understandable. After all, Chang Jin used similar methods for Xiaoqian. The things in front of him were obviously not that simple. He and Wang Qinian were not possessed by evil spirits, but they just didn't follow his wishes. Nanshan Weng sent ghosts to force him. This was already a victim of life and was contrary to the way of gods.

Originally, when doing things for the gods, you will be able to get blessings for luck. However, looking at the blood and black karma on the other person's head, I don't know how much they do similar things that harm people.

Putting ghosts with your left hand and grabbing ghosts with your right hand to show their power. This is indeed a good way to gain incense mind power.
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