Chapter Eleven(2/2)
"Are there really gods in this world?"
After saying these words that shook his faith, he kowtowed heavily, stood up slowly, walked to the thatched couch on the east side, and slowly lay down.
He could feel that as the oil ran out and the lamp dried up, his body became lighter little by little and his senses were gradually stripped away.
The Yin Shen who was once difficult to escape seems to be able to jump out of the shackles of the body at any time.
But he didn't dare to jump out.
Because there is a great terror outside the body, and after jumping out, death will inevitably occur.
Nature is clever and can be hidden.
As a foolish person, he has his own way to practice Taoism, but he wants to go against the will of heaven, and a big disaster is coming.
"If you help the world and save people, who will save me?"
"Master, I miss you. I want to... go home."
The old Taoist murmured and closed his eyes.
In a daze, he vaguely saw the master standing in front of the straw couch, looking at him kindly.
"Fellow Taoist, I would like to lend you your body, is it possible?"
"Borrow it, borrow it, just don't do evil."
Stab——
A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the entire Huayin Mountain. After a while, there was a roar of thunder, causing all the animals and birds in the mountain to scatter in all directions.
"Crash-"
Not long after, heavy rain poured down, making the mountains and fields hazy.
"Let's go quickly. There seems to be a house in front of us. It's a good place to take shelter from the rain."
As if in the rain, excited shouts could be faintly heard, followed by something ominous.
It can feel that the old man's oil is exhausted!
Chapter completed!