The Chronicles of Longevity on Liaozhai Road

This five-power magical climate has existed for hundreds of years, and there are many believers in the countryside.

These believers are a very large resource, and they can't waste it.

When thinking of this, Yang Heng had an idea as soon as he rolled his eyes.

Isn't this five-handed god an evil god?He cast a spell himself to make the fourth son of the five-handed god a righteous god.

At that time, the magical power transformed from the incense and vows of love collected by the Wutong God will be in his pocket, and he can even save his own defeat when necessary.

Thinking of this, after Yang Heng dispelled the electric glow from his right hand, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the soul of the Wutong God in his hand, and put it into the ghost-shaping stick.

Then Yang Heng didn't do other things, just sat cross-legged in the bedroom and waited for the daylight to explain to Zhao Hong.

The next day when the sky was bright, there was a knock on the door in the small courtyard outside. Yang Heng opened his eyes, stood up, came to the courtyard door, opened the door and looked outside. The owner of this house is Zhao Hong.

Zhao Hong finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Yang Heng who opened the door.

He didn't sleep all night last night, his eyes were red from the boil, and when there was just a gleam of light in the east, he went out to look for Yang Heng, to see if the matter was finished.

Now seeing Yang Heng standing in front of him intact with a smile on his face, he already guessed the matter, and there should be no problem.

But Yang Heng didn't say it himself, so he was still a little worried, so he asked, "Daoist, has the matter of Wutongshen been resolved?"

Yang Heng slapped the head, and then said: "Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, fortunately, he did not disgrace his life. The Wutong God has been beheaded by the sword by Pindao. From then on, the benefactor can rest easy."

After hearing Yang Heng's words, Zhao Hong felt a burst of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

Next, he hurriedly ordered the housekeeper and servants to inform his wife that there was nothing else to do and he could go back to his room to rest.

Then he welcomed Yang Heng into the flower hall, and ordered them to serve fragrant tea.

"Thank you Taoist Gao Yi for taking action! Otherwise, our family will be ruined."

"Where is it, it is my duty to subjugate demons and demons, and the benefactor does not need to be overly affectionate."

"Daoist Yang is too humble. Although this matter is just a small effort for Daoist Yang, it is a great kindness to our family."

"Seriously, seriously."

While the two of them were talking, a little maid suddenly ran in from outside.

As soon as the little maid came into the room, she knelt down in front of Zhao Hong with a plop, hugged her legs, and shouted loudly: "Master is not good, madam has hanged herself."

After hearing this, Zhao Hong stood up from his chair immediately, and then, regardless of etiquette, he just left the little maid and ran out.

Yang Heng also frowned, feeling a bad premonition in his heart.

Only now did he realize that this was a feudal society. After such a thing happened to a woman, she just didn't want to die, and this man-eating feudal society would force her to die.

Out of pity for Yan Shi, Yang Heng also followed Zhao Hong's pace and ran towards the inner courtyard.

When the two of them came to the inner courtyard, they were already crying in the room.

When Zhao Hong saw this scene, his heart turned cold. Could it be that his wife is dead?

When thinking of this, Zhao Hong's eyes turned red, his whole body began to tremble, and he even couldn't stand up.

Fortunately, Yang Heng followed closely behind him, supported Zhao Hong, and said, "Benefactor Zhao, hurry up and see how Madam is doing. If you call for a doctor now, you may still be able to make it in time."

After hearing Yang Heng's words, Zhao Hong seemed to have been awakened, and scrambled towards the house.

But Yang Heng didn't go in, he just stood outside the house and waited for news from inside.

But at this moment, Yang Heng suddenly saw a woman coming out of the room lightly.

Yang Heng was so shocked when he saw this woman.

Chapter 341 Impermanence

It turned out that this woman was none other than Zhao Hong's wife, Yan Shi.

Yang Heng didn't care about etiquette anymore, he stretched out his right hand straight forward, and went straight to grab Yan Shi's soul.

Just when Yang Heng was about to grab Yan's soul, an invisible iron chain suddenly appeared behind him and went straight to Yang Heng's back.

Faced with such a sudden attack, Yang Heng was completely unprepared, and was hit directly by the iron chain, and then turned somersault on the ground.

When Yang Heng stood up, Yan's soul was bound by the chain and pulled far away.

Yang Heng looked into the distance and found two ghosts standing there.

One is wearing a white robe, taller than ten feet, with a smiley face and a long hat with the words "make money at first sight" on it;

One was wearing a black robe, only five feet tall, with a serious face, and the words "Tianxia Taiping" on the long hat.

As soon as Yang Heng saw this appearance, he knew that it was a ghost messenger who came to seduce his soul.

Yang Heng didn't dare to neglect the righteous god of the underworld. He stood up and patted the dust, then I cupped my hands and asked, "You two, what are you doing here?"

Hei Wuchang, who was only five feet tall, looked coldly at Yang Heng, and then said: "The King of Hades told you to die at the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch."

This has been said very clearly, it is telling Yang Heng that this person's life span has come.

Yang Heng frowned, then lowered his head, stepped aside and stopped talking.

It's not that Yang Heng is afraid of the impermanence of black and white. You must know that now Yang Heng has cultivated into a golden core and a human immortal. With his current ability, although these two impermanence in black and white are said to be righteous gods of the underworld, they are not enough to look at .

The reason why Yang Heng backed down was because the Yan family had nothing to do with him, and there was no need for him to offend the underworld for him.

Seeing Yang Chen backing down, that black and white Wuchang didn't think he won, but just pulled the iron chain, and Yan's soul involuntarily followed them and disappeared into the midair.

After the two impermanent ghosts left, Yang Heng raised his head and sighed.

At this moment, there was a sound of wailing in the room. It turned out that Yan's soul was hooked away by the ghost of impermanence, and her body was completely breathless.

Yang Heng shook his head outside the house, lamenting the impermanence of life, and in the end he was too embarrassed to stay here any longer, so he could only go back to his hut in the distance for a temporary rest.

When Yang Heng got up the next day, the Zhao residence was already full of white sails, and they were planning the funeral for their wife.

As the master, Zhao Hong is naturally very busy, so no one can take care of Yang Heng for the time being.

But Yang Heng was still waiting to go back to his hometown, so he naturally had no time to waste time with them, so he could only go to Zhao Hong to say goodbye in person.

There is still a reason for Yang Heng to go this time, that is, he has already done his work, and Zhao Hong has not paid him yet, so at least he has to go to see him.

As a result, after Yang Heng found Zhao Hong, Zhao Hong just cried and didn't think about anything else. Yang Heng hinted at the side several times, but it didn't work.

In the end, Yang Heng really didn't have the face to raise money when he was having a funeral, so he could only bid farewell to him.

This time, Zhao Hong was still very polite. Hearing that Yang Heng was about to leave, he hurriedly sent him out of the door and thanked him repeatedly.

Seeing him, Yang Heng really didn't intend to pay, so he just shook his head and turned to leave.

After Yang Heng walked away, Zhao Hong raised his head with a slight smile on his face.

And Yang Heng seemed completely unaware of this, and disappeared into the alley after a while.

But Zhao Hong didn't know that after he took Yang Heng's money, there was an air of decay attached to him.

This is the punishment given to him by heaven.

You must know that Yang Heng's body, the Bodhisattva of Light, is the only true god in this world.

The karma between Zhao Hong and Yang Heng is equivalent to the karma with Guangming Bodhisattva.To owe money to Yang Heng is to owe money to the Bodhisattva of Light.

Think about it, if a mortal owes money to the true god and still refuses to pay it back, will there be any good results?

Therefore, the way of heaven has a feeling, so this cloud of decay is sent down to ruin his luck.

But Zhao Hong, who knew nothing about it, was still complacent, thinking that he had saved the boss's money.

Besides, Yang Heng left Zhao Hong's residence, left the small town and went straight to the county town dozens of miles away.

Yang Heng went there for a purpose this time, for the temple of the Wutong God in the county to house the soul of the fourth son of the Wutong God in his hand.

Relying on Yang Heng's foot strength, it took only two hours to reach the distance of tens of miles.

It was noon when he arrived outside the county seat, so Yang Heng randomly found a small hotel, planning to go in and have some lunch, and then look for the temple of Wutong God in the city.

It just so happened that Yang Heng had just entered the county seat, and found a pretty good small hotel on the edge of the county seat, so he headed in boldly and looked for a table by the window above the lobby.

As soon as he sat down, Xiao Er came over to greet him.

"My master, what do you use?"

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, just bring some vegetarian food to the poor."

"Okay Daoist, just wait a moment."

After the waiter finished speaking, he hurried over to say hello. This small hotel doesn't look big, but the serving speed is quite fast. Without a cup of tea, there are four dishes of two hot and two cold dishes in front of Yang Heng. .

Yang Heng thanked Xiao Er, then served him a jug of wine, and began to pour himself there.

Just when Yang Heng was drinking to his heart's content, he suddenly heard someone whispering at a nearby wine table.

Yang Heng originally didn't want to eavesdrop on other people's words, but now that he has advanced skills, all these words involuntarily fell into his ears.

"Isn't Brother Wang's family finished yet?"

"Haha, what are you thinking? You are being targeted by Wutongshen. How can you play so quickly? It will take at least a few years until Wutongshen gets tired of it."

When he first heard this, Yang Heng didn't take it seriously, because he had just fought against the Wutong God yesterday, and except for the soul of the fourth son of the Wutong God in his hand, everyone else had already died. Beheaded by him.

Therefore, Yang Heng thought that what they were talking about must have happened in the past, and after this, there should be no rumors about the Wutong God in this area.

But the following words made Yang Heng smart and concentrated.

"Brother, let me tell you, I live next to Wang Sheng, and the Wutongshen came again last night, and he tossed harder than usual."

"Is it impossible, bro? I heard that Wutongshen has been quieter recently. Why did it suddenly start again?"

"Who knows that?"

But now Yang Heng frowned, what's going on?I was on the other side just now, besides Wutongshen, Wutongshen was causing trouble here. Could it be that some of them slipped through the net?

Impossible, although my flying sword is said to be a beginner's first practice, but I got it from the orthodox Xuanmen, and it is common to take someone's head from thousands of miles away, how could I miss it?

But listening to the words of these people next to him, it doesn't seem like a lie. Could it be that I really made an omission and slipped through the net?

When thinking of this, Yang Heng couldn't sit still, he hurriedly left the table, walked to the side of the people next to him, and slapped them.

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, the two benefactors, I am very polite here."

When the two people who were drinking saw a Taoist priest coming to salute, they didn't dare to neglect, so they quickly stood up and returned the salute.

Afterwards, one of them invited Yang Heng to sit at their table.

And Yang Heng had something to say to these two people, so he didn't shirk it.

After each sat down, Yang Heng said: "The two benefactors were a little rude just now, and I overheard the conversation between the two of you."

"The Taoist priest doesn't need to be too polite. It's because our voice is too loud, which disturbed the Taoist priest."

"Benefactor, I just heard from you that there was another spirit of five powers last night. Is this true?"

One of the older people listened to Yang Heng's words, nodded, and then said: "Yes, that's exactly the case. The one who suffered is my neighbor Xiao Wang. His wife was fascinated by the Wutong God, and he made a fuss last night. It was very severe, and it was restless."

After hearing this, Yang Heng frowned, touched his chin, where there was no beard, and said, "What happened last night?"

"Hehe, how lively was it last night? The Wutongshen was very irritable yesterday. He started beating things as soon as he went to Xiao Wang's house. Later, I heard that even Xiao Wang was beaten up. If it wasn't for his wife begging for mercy If so, I don’t know how.”

After Yang Heng heard this, he looked at this person with strange eyes. How could this person know so clearly? Could it be that he was watching from the side?

The man looked a little embarrassed by Yang Heng, he lowered his head and said softly: "Ever since Xiao Wang's family made trouble with the Wutong God, I was afraid that it would affect my house, so when the Wutong God came, I climbed to the Stand guard on the wall."

After hearing this, Yang Heng shook his head lightly. This explanation is a bit far-fetched. It should be that this person is a good gossip, so he has been paying attention to the affairs of the neighbor's house next door.

But this has nothing to do with Yang Heng, he doesn't need to embarrass others, so he asked: "I don't know where the little Wang's family is, can you introduce me?"

"Could it be that the Taoist priest wants to subdue demons and eliminate demons?"

"Pindao still has some tricks. Knowing the danger of the Wutong God, since you encounter it, you can't just stand by."

Hearing Yang Heng's words, the older man did not show admiration, but instead said worriedly: "The Taoist priest should not be overconfident, you must know that the Wutong Gods have been around for hundreds of years, and some of them are Taoist priests. Going to subdue the demons, but every time they returned without success! Some people even lost their lives."

"Haha, thank you benefactor for your concern. Pindao has some tricks to ask himself. He has fought against these Wutong gods before and defeated them, so benefactor don't have to worry too much."

The middle-aged man listened to Yang Heng's words, looked him up and down, and said: "I don't see that the Taoist priest still has this method. If this is the case, then the Xiaowang family should burn incense."

Chapter 342

After a few people talked, the older man immediately paid the bill and took Yang Heng to Xiao Wang's house.

They turned into an alley along the streets of the county seat, then walked forward for a few hundred meters, and finally saw a gathering area of ​​residents.