Zombie: I just became a young marshal and got the illustrated book of three thousand Yin soldiers!

In the lower Yan Po Yue.

The fluttering five words suddenly made Uncle Nine slightly startled.

His altar is set up in Renjia Town, Renjia Town is the town under the jurisdiction of Xiangtan, and the entire Xiangtan belongs to the Yan family, so he naturally knows the name of Yan Poyue.

Not long ago, the sudden death of the marshal Yanshan made the entire Xiangtan panic, for fear that other warlords would take advantage of the death of the marshal and take the opportunity to seize the territory and start a war.

Thanks to Yan Shan's only son, Yan Poyue, who came back from abroad and stabilized the situation.

It is said that this young young marshal was just seventeen years old.

Uncle Nine didn't expect that in today's situation, it was Yan Poyue who rescued him.

"It turned out to be a young marshal, and it was really a hero out of a young man!" Looking at the young man in front of him, a trace of surprise appeared in the eyes of Uncle Jiu: "If it weren't for the help of the young marshal today, I'm afraid it would be difficult for me and my apprentice to get out of Night Wolf Mountain." "

Although he couldn't see through Yan Poyue's cultivation, looking at the Yin soldiers all over the mountains, Uncle Nine knew that the young man in front of him should not be underestimated.

The most helpless thing is that the young man in front of him has a young face, younger than his apprentice.

It's a pity that his apprentices, whether they are cultivating or accomplishing, are not as good as the young man in front of him.

Even he, Lin Jiu, is not as strong as the young boy in front of him!

I really don't know who is so lucky and has such a high disciple.

Yan Poyue smiled slightly: "You don't have to be so polite. "

Uncle Nine wanted to say something, but seeing the lack of interest of the young man in front of him, he couldn't help but close his mouth.

Yan Poyue really didn't want to greet him.

His only interest now is to listen to the sound of the system constantly swiping the screen.

Merit points....

So much in the blink of an eye....

It's really rich.

At this time, the battle in front of the pit was also nearing its end.

The White Bone Guanyin retreated one after another, and the unwilling voice came in the dark night: "I received the incense of all the people, it is Guanyin, how dare you do this to me?!

".

"It's just evil, dare to pretend to be Guanyin?" the voices of hundreds of Yin soldiers rolled like thunder in the sky, and the weapons in their hands burst out of the faint green fire, constantly burning the body of the white-bone Guanyin.

The White Bone Guanyin couldn't resist at all, and under the burning of the ghost fire, countless souls spit out from that huge mouth.

These are the souls that the White Bone Guanyin devoured in the past.

As the soul was spit out, the soul of the White Bone Guanyin became smaller and smaller, and finally all collapsed and were burned into powder.

And in the middle of this pile of powder, the ghost of an old woman slowly condensed.

This is the true body of the White Bone Guanyin!

This temple was built two hundred years ago. At that time, the Qing Dynasty had not yet fallen, and this place was a place for dignitaries to hunt and pray for blessings.

After the defeat of the Qing Dynasty, the incense of this temple gradually declined.

The old woman is just a ghost in the mountains, who accidentally possessed the stone statue in the broken temple, absorbed the power of people's worship, and gradually developed into today's red clothes.

It's a pity....

Even if it's red, you have to kneel today.

"Punishment!".

Looking at the ghost of the old woman, Yan Poyue said indifferently.

"Ah !!

".

With the unwilling screams, the soul of the evil old woman scattered.

And the stone Guanyin brought out from the post station was also suddenly shattered.

"Congratulations to the host for killing the Red Cloak and gaining 5,000 merits!".

Hiss....

Listening to the system's reminder, Yan Poyue couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Killing a red-clothed person actually gave him 5,000 merit points, which is really a lot of income.

"Ghost Guanyin has plagued the world, and finally died at this time!".

Looking at the deep pit in the distance, Uncle Nine sighed leisurely.

Yan Poyue then asked, "I haven't asked yet, how did you come to the Wolf Tooth Mountain?"

Qiusheng hurriedly said: "It's a long story, because we were in Renjia Town, and we found that someone worshiped the ghost Guanyin and harmed people, so we came here along the vine, but I didn't expect this ghost Guanyin to be so powerful, I almost died here with the master, thanks to the young marshal who saved us!".

Yan Poyue suddenly understood.

It seems that this ghost Guanyin should have found a "believer" like the mayor's father and son in Renjia Town.

Therefore, the ninth uncle's apprentice was like him, and he tracked it down.

In the middle of his thoughts, all the Yin soldiers had returned.

"My lord, it's been taken care of. "

The Yin soldier led by him said respectfully.

Yan Poyue nodded: "Let's go back." "

In the blink of an eye, except for the five Yin soldiers who were responsible for carrying the sedan chair to lead the way, the other hundreds of Yin soldiers all disappeared.

Uncle Nine stared at Yan Poyue: "Dare to ask the young marshal, did those Yin soldiers just now borrow from the underworld?

It's not that Uncle Nine gossips, but seeing Yan Poyue so amazing and gorgeous, he has a heart of friendship.

Yan Poyue smiled: "Nameless and unfactional, the Yin soldier just now was not a borrowed soldier, but a magical power created by me." "

Nameless, unfactional....

And such magical powers?!

Uncle Nine suddenly gasped: "If you can do something like this at a young age, the future of the young marshal will definitely be immeasurable." "

Yan Poyue waved his hand: "Uncle Nine is polite, do you want to go back to Renjia Town next?"

Uncle Nine nodded: "Not bad." "

Yan Poyue summoned ten Yin soldiers and said: "Meeting is fate, Renjia Town is not close to here, I will send Yin soldiers to send you back, we will regret it for a while." "

Uncle Nine arched his hand: "There will be a period later!".

Seeing that Yan Poyue's ghost sedan chair was getting farther and farther away, Qiu Sheng shouted: "Young marshal, if you encounter something that can't be solved in the future, can I go to you?"

Yan Poyue's voice came from the wind: "Of course you can, I'm in Xiangtan City Marshal's Mansion." "

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