I descend into the world of heaven

Rumble...

On the mountain road, several holes suddenly exploded in the ground, and several centipede corpses fell out. Immediately afterwards, Zhiqiu Yiye jumped out of the hole, with a disgraced face: "Bah, bah, bah, I haven't seen so many monsters on the road on weekdays. I really saw a ghost today. In just ten miles, I encountered centipedes and hedgehogs..."

He reached out and pulled out a hedgehog's thorn from his butt, grinning in pain.

It's all his fault that those two horse thieves stole his Qianli Zhui. Otherwise, he would be riding a horse happily on the road. There would be no need to dig in and out of the soil to drive out earthworms, gophers, and even encounter A monster that crawls through the soil. Just after being delayed like this, he had completely lost the direction of the two horse thieves, and he felt that he was so angry that he was about to explode.

Forget it, let’s eat first!

He turned over to a tree, took out some dry food, took a few bites, and then fell asleep...

He accidentally fell asleep for a few hours. At dusk, he heard a carriage coming. When he opened his eyes, he saw that it was an ox cart. It was an old farmer going out with a few people. His water bag was still hanging on it after chasing him for thousands of miles. At this moment, he quickly climbed down from the tree and stopped the bullock cart: "Old man, I am not a robber in the mountains. I just walked for a long time without water. I would like to ask if you can give me some water."

When you go out, apart from transportation, the most important thing is water and dry food. You can endure being hungry, but you really can’t help being thirsty!

Seeing that Qiu Yiye was indeed thirsty and didn't look like a bad guy, the old farmer took a water bag from the car and handed it over: "You can drink some, the bag can't be taken away, I still have to use it."

Zhiqiu Yiye drank a few gulps and felt refreshed and regained his strength. He returned the water bag to the old farmer, said thank you and turned to leave.

Unexpectedly, the old farmer suddenly stopped him and asked, "Looking at your clothes, could it be that you are a warlock?"

Zhiqiu Yiye was surprised. He had been traveling around the world for more than a year, and so many people had seen him dressed in this outfit. No one had ever wondered why this old farmer asked this question. He immediately clasped his fists and said, "Yes, I am a post-academic scholar of the Kunlun sect. I know Qiu Yiye. I wonder if the old man needs help. I can exorcise ghosts, catch evil spirits, kill demons, and be proficient in everything!"

The old farmer carefully took out a piece of paper from his luggage bag, looked at it for a while, and suddenly laughed: "It's true, the yamen servant said that this person's name is Zhiqiu Yiye, and you are also called Zhiqiu Yiye, and they look exactly the same. You are right!"

Am I wanted?

Zhiqiu Yiye's face changed. He grabbed the paper and was surprised. The paper was very thin and smooth, but it had a hint of toughness and hardness. This kind of paper that he had never seen before... it was really top quality! What shocked him even more was that his portrait was actually printed on the paper, which was lifelike, as if it had been printed with magic, but there was no trace of any magic...

There is a text written under the avatar. It turns out that the protector of the country came from Guobei County. He encountered a very powerful monster. For the safety of the people, he posted a message asking capable warlocks to go to Guobei County to help! He even said that everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world, which made Qiu Yiye's blood boil.

Those with faces printed on them are specially invited talents. If the people find this person and successfully invite him to Guobei County, they will be able to get a hundred coins and a hundred coins...

Zhiqiu Yiye felt very happy, it seemed that his fame in the world was finally rising.

The old farmer grabbed Zhiqiu Yiye's wrist and said, "I found you, old man. Can you leave a fingerprint for me so that I can go to the county government office to collect the money when I go back?"

Zhiqiu Yiye laughed, took out the cinnabar, sprayed saliva on his palm, patted it on the paper, and left a fingerprint: "Take it, old man, it is a blessing for us cultivators to be able to help you! I will Go to Guobei County!" Two horse thieves, you stole my famous Zhiqiu Yiye, Qianli Zhui, take good care of the horse!

His depression was swept away, and he figured out the direction and headed towards Guobei County.

At night, in the wilderness, there stood a gloomy house. The plaque read Zhengqi Villa. The door panel, which had been in disrepair for a long time, creaked and hit the floor, kicking up a lot of dust.

Two soaked rats walked in. They were Ning Caichen and Zhuge Wolong. They never expected that there would be a sudden downpour on the road.

Leaving the horses outside under the tree, the two of them came in to take shelter from the rain, planning to spend the night here.

The moment he opened the door, a strong yin gas and rotten stench came to him. Goosebumps appeared on Ning Caichen's skin, and his wet body became even colder. He crossed his arms and trembled. But when the Yin Qi and rotten odor rushed towards Zhuge Wolong, the rotten smell made him take several steps back, but the Yin Qi took a detour and dispersed...

Ning Caichen's pupils shrank, and he pointed at the house and said tremblingly: "There are several coffins, maybe the whole family is here. Senior Zhuge, it looks like we have to stay with them for one night."

As he spoke, he clasped his hands and bowed to each coffin: "Sorry for disturbing you, we will stay here for one night and leave here at dawn..."

The two of them lit a fire in the broken room next to it. There was no window anyway, so they were not afraid of the charcoal fire suffocating people. They changed their wet clothes and hung them up to bake. Zhuge Wolong walked around the house, returned to the room to grind, took out the paper and brush protected by oil paper, wrote a dozen copybooks, and went out to post them in various places.

Ning Caichen followed out out of curiosity and found that the words "An" were posted on the coffin, and the words "Safe and Sound" were posted on the door and windows...

If you don't understand, you have to ask. He asked: "Senior, do you use these words as spells? I'm not questioning you. It's just that there are specialties in magic. To deal with monsters and monsters, you need the spells and magic weapons of warlocks to be effective. , if it is more powerful, ordinary spells will not work..."

Zhuge Wolong pasted the copybook and glanced at him: "If you read too much, understand the principles of sages and sages, understand them thoroughly, and have the right way in your heart, you will have great righteousness! Ghosts and gods are inaccessible, and all poisons are invulnerable! Although I haven't reached that point yet, But it’s still possible to use these words to deal with ordinary minor characters!”

Ning Caichen looked for a long time but couldn't see where Zhengqi was.

Zhuge Wolong did not explain, and went back to the room to lie down: "You understand now that it is useless, you will only be too ambitious, and have cares in your heart. When you naturally have awe-inspiring righteousness, you will understand how good it is for you that I don't explain... …”

Late at night.

A huge figure came from a distance, two meters tall, burly, wearing torn robes, and its skin was covered with traces of decay. On its huge head, its eyes were as big as copper bells, and its mouth was as long as a tiger's mouth. Full of sharp teeth! He sniffed the air and spotted the horse parked under a tree.

The horse woke up from its deep sleep. Seeing such a monster, it was so frightened that it struggled wildly. The will to survive is sometimes so strong. It broke free from the horse's rope, threw off its four hooves and disappeared into the night...

The rotten monster froze for a while, sniffed the air, and found that the house was filled with the smell of living people.

It slowly leaned over, and because it moved slowly, it moved very carefully. Its giant hand pressed on the ajar door panel to take it down.

I saw a white light flashing on the door panel, and green smoke billowed out of my palms. I quickly retracted them in pain, as if my palms had been burned with a soldering iron. There turned out to be a small copybook on the door panel, with the four words "safe and sound" written on it.

What is this?

Monsters have never dealt with warlocks since they became conscious. They were all talismans and mahogany swords. When did a few words written on a piece of white paper have the power to harm it?