lethal arsenal

Chapter 72 Devil God?
The little Taoist is not the kind of character who likes to play charades.

Lin Dong had a ferocious aura, and the vicious aura hit his face, suppressing the flames in front of the statue, and he was extremely terrified.

The little Taoist said with a look of misery on his face: "General, I am indeed no longer a human being, but I can't be considered a ghost. My current situation is more complicated. If I insist on finding a kind of belonging, I can be regarded as a mountain spirit."

The little guy's tone was also a little uncertain.

"Shan Ling?"

Lin Dong was not credulous, but his tone softened a little.

As if afraid that Lin Dong would not believe it, the little Taoist gave another reason.

"General, that day I prepared the magic talisman, intending to rescue everyone in the convoy one by one. Unexpectedly, just as I was carrying an old man on his back, one of the village women, seeing that I hadn't rescued her first, yelled out on purpose, causing me to be killed by a traitor."

"I originally thought that I would go to see the Emperor Sanguan, but I didn't expect to see only a ball of golden light. When I woke up later, I saw the scene of the general punishing the villains."

"Fang Yuanjue is here, thank you General for avenging my life and death."

"Although Xiaodao is only here with a remnant soul, he has never had a single ray of evil thoughts. The reason why he lingers in the Taoist temple is just that his wish has not been fulfilled."

The little Taoist worshiped again.

"Turtle Spirit General, Snake Spirit General, I have eliminated them, what other wish do you have?"

"Since you died to save people, you must have some meritorious virtues. Why don't you reincarnate early and seek wealth for the next life?"

Lin Dong spoke frankly.

There is no way for things like ghosts to live in the world for a long time. Even if there are some places to nourish yin, there must be a day of extinction.

There are rules in the yang world, and the same is true in the yin world.

"The reason why Xiaodao stayed is because there is still a ritual ceremony that has not been performed."

The little Taoist said sadly.

"A ritual? Whose ritual, your own?"

Lin Dong's brain circuit was quite strange and asked a question.

Who stipulates that ghosts and Taoists can't do things for themselves, Tianzun?

Presumably not.

Do a ritual for yourself, what is this called?
This is called self-reliance, adequate food and clothing.

It's reasonable, isn't it?
"Yes... yes, General's."

The little Taoist said with a sigh of relief.

"Can you say that again."

Lin Dong didn't smile, and planned to go to the front yard, pick off a peach branch, and beat the brat hard.

This expression didn't look very vicious, but the chill in his tone made the little Taoist almost cry out of fright.

"The devil god said, let me lead the people who eradicate the tortoise and snake spirit general to meet him, otherwise, he will release even more powerful ghosts to cause chaos in the world. If he can get his wish, he is willing to disappear from the world."

The little Taoist said eagerly, and took two steps back in fear.

"You didn't say that before."

Lin Dong tightened his grip on the big lance, the beads hanging around his neck were hot, and he was about to shoot out a piece of the lance. At this moment, the little Taoist hurriedly said, "By the way, the demon boss said that he has the token you want."

At [-] seconds, the one-legged bronze man was less than an inch away from the little Taoist's head, and the blowing wind pressure made the little Taoist's cheek hurt, but he finally stopped.

"A token?"

The word "simple" coincides with my mission.

Lin Dong still believed in the existence that issued the mission to him.

To put it bluntly, if others want to harm him, they can destroy him by randomly setting out a mortal mission.

Normally speaking, there is no need to use deception to murder him. What kind of onion is he?

Besides, what the little Taoist said is similar.

"What do you do for me? Do you want to go out of your way?"

Lin Dong put away his weapon, folded his arms around his chest and asked, his eyes were still full of doubts.

Since the devil god is trapped in the seal, if everyone can enter and exit, then this seal is not necessary, just let the devil god come out.

"No, it's not Yin, it's Qing Zhan, calming down for you, releasing divine thoughts to communicate with the devil."

The little Taoist said earnestly.

"How do you know that the devil is not lying to you? Will he take the opportunity to snatch my body? Little Taoist, will you make fun of me while my mind wanders out? I burned my father with a fire, and my death was not in vain."

Lin Dong asked three times in a row. He must be more cautious about matters related to himself.

Where can the Demon Head God match up with the mission description, but it must not be careless.

"General, I am willing to swear to Dao Patriarch that I will never harm you in the slightest. Moreover, the Taoist scriptures say that the devil god brought many disasters during the Tianqi and Chongzhen years, but I don't think he is a bad person."

"I always thought that master and brother were killed by him, but last night, brother dreamed of me, and he told me that the disaster half a year ago was not caused by the person under the seat of Qing Ox."

"It's his fate. He didn't have any regrets when he died. He said that he was going to be reincarnated, and he asked me to eat well, sleep well, and practice well. Don't be blinded by hatred and delay yourself."

The little Taoist said quickly.

Then he added: "My senior brother is the best."

Humph.

Lin Dong snorted coldly.

"You can believe the words of demons and goblins. Maybe it's the devil who turned into your senior brother and lied to you in your dreams."

Lin Dong retorted.

"Will not."

The little Taoist argued loudly.

Lin Dong frowned again.

He said coldly, "You swear to your senior brother and master again that you will never say what you just said with any intention of harming others."

The little Taoist obeyed the truth, and Lin Dong's expression eased for a moment.

Lin Dong picked out three intact green incense sticks and inserted them in front of the statue of Laojun. He clasped his hands together and worshiped, "I don't know what to call you, Laojun. In short, if you, a little disciple, deceive me, trouble you and send down a few lightning bolts on him, you will deceive people at a young age. If you don't learn well, you will be fine later on when you grow up."

Lin Dong's words were funny, and the little Taoist priest who was lighting incense beside him couldn't help laughing.

"General, I will not harm you."

The little Taoist restrained his smile and solemnly promised.

"General, do you have glutinous rice with you?"

he asked suddenly.

Only then did Lin Dong recall the promise he had made to the little Taoist priest, candied haws and glutinous rice.

"What do you want that thing for?"

He raised his neck and completely forgot about it. He obviously ignored it, but he was still stubborn.

The little Taoist replied without thinking: "You can stabilize your mind, General, you will not forget, right?"

"Then, how about I get it now?"

Lin Dong asked tentatively.

"..."

Little Taoist.

"The ceremony is about to begin."

The little Taoist spoke weakly.

"Is it okay to use glutinous rice?"

Lin Dong asked back.

"That's okay, it's just divine thoughts, it's easy to get confused... It will make people frightened..."

The little Taoist still wanted to explain, but his voice was interrupted.

"If it's okay, don't beep, start quickly, and get rid of the demon head god as soon as possible, I still have important things to do."

Lin Dong hurriedly stopped him from continuing.

Curls of light smoke floated on the incense table.

"Heavenly Respect of Morality, Consolation Self-Form, Disciple Soul, My Zang Xuanming, Qinglong Baihu, Team Fufenyun, Suzaku Xuanwu..."

As the little Taoist chanted, Lin Dong's eyelids became heavier and heavier, but even if the eyelids were closed, the one-legged bronze lance was still tightly held in his hands.

He took out this thing, in case of accidents.

……

cold!
Bitter cold!

This was Lin Dong's first thought when he opened his eyes.

He looked around, and all he could see was the vast expanse of white glaciers.

The only thing that could bring some comfort was a touch of warmth in his hands. The one-legged bronze man was brought in. This was something he never expected, a feeling of blood connection rising from the big lance.

Most of the fear in his heart dissipated immediately.

"Don't think too much, this weapon is connected with your soul, so it can naturally bring in thoughts."

A refreshing voice sounded.

Lin Dong followed the prestige.

(End of this chapter)