Chapter 68
The small Taoist temple in front of the mountain wall has lost its tranquility.

There are crowds of people in the audience, and the hustle and bustle. The bamboo forest outside the audience is full of armored and sword-wielding soldiers, and war horses can't stop roaring.

From time to time, some people rushed out of the temple clutching their mouth and nose, and rushed to the edge of the bamboo forest, vomiting, still in shock.

"God, this is not Yingxian Temple, it is obviously an ogre cave!"

The local county venerable has also arrived, took a quick look at the cellar, and ran out of the Taoist temple with trembling hands and feet, facing the sun for a long time, then turned pale to Song Qihong, who was riding on embroidered clothes, and said in a trembling voice:
"How's the interrogation going?"

All the people in Yingxian Temple were put in shackles and captured, and Song Qihong interrogated them personally.

This vicious "Hanyasha" had an ugly complexion at this time, her brows were furrowed, her eyes were full of anger, and she was even more worried about her younger brother.

Although no trace of her brother was found in the cellar full of corpses, there was still a glimmer of hope of survival.

But when she thought that this place was actually a devil's den, Song Qihong felt that her heart was being held tightly by someone, and she couldn't breathe.

But after all, she is a "Hagyasha", and did not fall into a complete collapse. Hearing the question from the county lord, after taking a deep breath, he gritted his teeth and replied:

"These people should really be ignorant. The problematic one is that Immortal Changchun."

The county official's face became even more ugly, because Changchun Immortal's status as an "immortal" was personally endorsed and certified by him.

"Where did that Changchun fairy, the demon escape to?" the county lord asked bitterly.

"I don't know."

Song Qihong raised her eyes to look at the big characters "Yingxianguan" on the plaque of the Taoist temple, and felt scarlet blood flowing between the lines, and the stench of corpses.

"However, people in the temple say that Changchun demons often go to Luoye Ridge to give lectures to the demon king."

"What a sermon!"

The county venerable completely lost his demeanor, and cursed: "I think they are all in the same group, evildoers, all evildoers!"

At this time, a group of people came crying and shouting. It was the victim's family who heard about the Yingxian Temple and came to look for the missing relatives and friends.

The county venerable took a look, and immediately said anxiously: "Who exposed the news?"

A soldier timidly replied: "It should be when I went to ask for blessings at the Dragon King Temple, I was overheard."

"Trash, you can't do this well!"

Xian Zunqi's face flushed red, he groaned for a while, and then said angrily:

"What about Miao Zhu, the victims are all here, why hasn't Miao Zhu been seen yet?"

"Report, my lord, the Dragon King Temple has arrived."

A middle-aged man who smelled of incense and wore sacrificial robes, with a cold face, walked quickly through the bamboo forest surrounded by soldiers and temple servants.

A tree shade by the road.

Jiang Yuan was sitting on the stone pier, beside Li Buyan and Wang Jiping, the shock and disbelief on their faces had not dissipated until now.

Looking at the Miaozhu of the Dragon King Temple entering the Taoist temple, Li Buyan opened his mouth, his tone dry.

"Is Immortal Changchun really a monster?"

Jiang Yuan sighed, he almost understood.

The Immortal Changchun and the Demon King of Luoyeling used a double reed to deceive the government and the people here.

The corpses in Yingxian Temple were either eaten by Changchun immortals, no, demons themselves, or they were shared with the demon king.

As for the so-called retreat and bigu, he must have gone to Luoye Ridge to meet the demon king.

These two evildoers were really rampant, they threw the corpses into the cellar after eating people, and didn't even bother to deal with them.

Maybe it was a trick that succeeded and swelled up.

After figuring out the reason of the matter, Jiang Yuan was a little bit downhearted.

He came here because he wanted to meet the immortal and inquire about Jiusuihe, he didn't want to read any strange stories.

As for subjugating demons and demons, isn't this the temple of the Dragon King Temple? He still doesn't want to compete with the Dragon King for incense.

By the way, Dragon King.

The objects of sacrifice in the Aolai country, especially in the South Aolai country, are mainly the Dragon King of the East China Sea.

Although Jiang Yuan has been ashore for a short time, he has already seen many temples of the Dragon King, as well as temples of the son of the dragon and the grandson of the dragon.

The Dragon King of the East China Sea enjoys the incense of this country, and as the host of the East China Sea, he must know a lot about Aolai Country and the situation in the sea area.

Rather than looking blindly, it is better to ask the host directly.

Of course, Jiang Yuan's current status is not enough to step into the Dragon Palace, but he remembered another name.

Yaksha Patrol.

That person not only has the job of patrolling the East China Sea and monitoring order, but also conveys the petitions of the people to the Dragon King. The information he has may not be weaker than the Dragon King.

And with King Qinglin's affection, Jiang Yuan can also talk to Yasha Xunhai.

"I'm leaving, how do you two plan?"

Jiang Yuan asked the two short-lived companions.

Li Buyan and Li Buyan looked at each other, unwillingly said: "We need to take another look to fully understand this matter."

"See you later."

Jiang Yuan cupped his hands, turned around and left.

Instead of returning to the previous city, he followed a river that flowed into the sea, and flew to the coast in the wind.

The Temple of the Dragon King is naturally located in a densely populated city, while small temples such as Patrol Yaksha will definitely only be located in small villages or remote islands by the sea.

While inquiring, he used the gluttonous spiritual eyes of the cassock to investigate. Near noon, he finally found a Yaksa temple patrolling the sea in a fishing village in a harbor.

The temple is very small, with only one incense hall and a small courtyard. Miao Zhu is a lonely old man in a fishing village.

Under the strange eyes of the villagers, Jiang Yuan walked into the small temple.

"What's the matter here, little brother?"

Lao Miaozhu, who was busy in the vegetable field in the courtyard, put down his hoe and came up to him.

The muddy eyes were full of surprise, wondering what this young man who looked like an ordinary person in front of him was doing in their small temple in the fishing village.

Jiang Yuan pointed to Xiangtang, smiled and said, "I'm here to meet Xunhai Yasha."

"Oh, brother, are you here to fulfill your wish to God Yasha?"

Lao Miaozhu relaxed a little, smiled on his withered cheeks, wiped his hands quickly, and made a gesture to burn incense for Jiang Yuan.

"Don't worry, I have incense."

Jiang Yuan stopped Miaozhu, and then took out a box of high-quality sandalwood that he bought specially.

When I came to the Yaksha statue with a face like indigo, hair like cinnabar, and huge fangs, I lit three slender and delicate sandalwood sticks, and silently recited:

"Great King Qinglin's old friend, please see the Sea God."

After reciting it three times in a row, insert the simple incense burner, and the silky smoke rises faintly.

Soon, the statue with a ferocious face was enveloped in a fresh and pleasant fragrance.

Jiang Yuan casually handed the remaining sandalwood to the old temple Zhu, "Let's keep these incenses to worship Yasha God in the future."

"No, no, it's too expensive." The old temple owner waved his hands repeatedly and refused.

Such a box of high-quality sandalwood costs at least tens of thousands of dollars, and their entire village can't afford that much money. Once this box of incense is left behind, it will definitely attract thieves.

Those thieves would not be outsiders, but villagers.

Jiang Yuan guessed a thing or two from the old man's expression, and even faintly noticed the greedy eyes in the dark.

"It's me, Meng Lang."

Jiang Yuan shook his head, squeezed the sandalwood box and put it away on his body, and saw a red light flash, and the two-foot-long sandalwood disappeared immediately.

"immortal?"

The drooping eyelids of the old man suddenly rolled up, and the cloudy pupils dilated.

The greedy eyes in the dark also froze suddenly, retreating quickly and disappearing.

"I'm no more than a practitioner, how dare I call it the word 'immortal'."

Jiang Yuan shook his head, took out a consistent copper coin from his cassock, and handed it to the old man again:

"I have something to ask Yasha God for help, so I ask Miu Zhu to prepare some animal sacrifices for me, okay?"

Lao Miaozhu calmed down from the excitement, and took the copper coins respectfully.

"The immortal head is so sincere, Yasha God will definitely respond, and this old man will go to the village to buy sacrifices."

"Thank you."

Jiang Yuan suddenly had a feeling, turned his head to look at the bay outside the fishing village, and saw that there was no wind and waves on the sea, and a vortex was forming rapidly.

This Yaksha came so fast?

It is not easy to have an incense temple, is it very cherished?
Or just happen to be patrolling the neighborhood.

Jiang Yuan's thoughts turned, but he kept moving. He stepped on his feet and jumped up. After a few ups and downs, he reached the beach.

Just as he landed on a rock, a ferocious figure burst out of the vortex.

From head to toe, he is covered with blue indigo skin, with messy cinnabar hair growing on the lower jaw, the back of the head, and the pinnae of the ears. The rest of the body is bald, with a deformed head and a mouth full of fangs. It is fierce and ugly.

The shape of that figure is basically the same as the statue in the temple, but much taller, nearly three feet high.

After Hai Xun Yasha appeared, half of his body was immersed in the vortex, and half of his body was floating on the sea, holding a blue and black harpoon in his hand, staring at Jiang Yuan with angry eyes, his voice was like a bull roaring:
"You are Qinglin's old friend? What proof do you have?"

Jiang Yuan said, "I have seen the Sea God", and then stretched out his hand, a ball of water rolled in his palm, and a three-headed fork with a cold light floated quietly in the water ball.

Unexpectedly, when Xunhai Yasha saw the Dragon Palace Dividing Fork, he was immediately furious:
"That damned sea snake gave away the treasure I gave you at will, it's not a son of man!"

Jiang Yuan quickly explained: "This is a bet with King Qinglin with a magic weapon, and I won by luck. It's not that the demon king randomly abused the treasure bestowed by the Sea God."

Patrol Yaksha's anger remained undiminished, and his voice was like thunder:
"Isn't it wasteful to bet with my baby?"

Jiang Yuan was speechless for a while, and wanted to explain a few more words for the Qinglin Demon King, but Xunhai Yacha suddenly reached out to snatch the water fork.

"This is my baby, I don't agree to make a bet!"

"Sea God, please listen to my explanation."

Jiang Yuan was startled, and immediately flew back.

Xunhai Yasha waved the harpoon in his hand, and several water dragons jumped out of the sea in an instant, roaring and rushing towards Jiang Yuan.

Not only that, the ferocious body was also lifted up by the waves, holding the harpoon high, following behind the water dragon.

The villagers in the fishing village saw Yasha Xunhai appearing and were running towards the beach excitedly. Seeing this, they turned pale with fright, turned their heads and ran away.

Jiang Yuan backed away in panic, before he landed, the water dragon roared and entangled him, a cold light flashed from the corner of his eyes, it was a murderous green and black harpoon.

Xunhai Yasha actually wanted him to die as soon as he made a move!

"hateful!"

Jiang Yuan was furious, and instantly activated the strange animal pattern on the ochre-yellow cassock.

The crimson light flashed on his back, the strong wind surged from his feet, Jiang Yuan soared into the sky, and escaped from the envelopment of the water dragon in a matter of seconds.

"Ok?"

There was a hint of surprise in the scarlet pupils of Patrol Yaksha.

Jiang Yuan, who was in the air, stagnated in the air, the strong bow fell into his left hand, and the river sand projectile appeared between his right fingers, and he pulled the bow and snapped the bullet like lightning.

I saw a full moon suddenly rising under the sun, followed by a hiss.

The alarm bell in Xunhai Yasha's heart roared, and he hurriedly swung the green and black harpoon to call the flying water dragon back to his body, then shrank his body to hide in the huge waves below him.

boom!
A water dragon collapsed.

boom!
Another water dragon collapsed.

Every bang was like a heavy hammer hitting Yasha Xunhai's heart.

Snapped!
The last explosion was the sound of the projectile with a force of one hundred catties hitting the huge waves.

The power of the river sand projectile was thus exhausted.

Xunhai Yasha glanced at the projectile swirling in front of him, turned his head and ran, and plunged back into the sea.

Jiang Yuan had already drawn the second bow, but he didn't see Xunhai Yasha showing his head for a long time. In order to save his energy, he had to lower it slowly.

Waited for a while, but still did not see the ugly figure.

Could it be that he escaped?

A string of bubbles popped out of the sea surface, and the muffled voice of Yasha patrolled the sea:
"Fellow Daoist, don't be angry, I was just joking, joking."

In fact, Xunhai Yasha is much stronger than Jiang Yuan in single-round strength, but Xunhai Yasha is the sea god, and his strength will be reduced by [-]% when he goes ashore, and it is not easy to control the water on the shore.

As for Jiang Yuan, he can fly and is good at shooting, and the projectiles he uses are magic weapons, so he can fly a kite directly.

In addition, with the knowledge of Yasha patrolling the sea, he has also discovered the cassock on Jiang Yuan's body.

Thinking back to what Jiang Yuan said earlier about betting with King Qinglin with a magic weapon, he reckoned that Jiang Yuan might have a magic weapon in him.

Based on this estimate, unless Jiang Yuan entered the sea, he would have to risk half his life to capture Jiang Yuan.

It's not worth it.

(End of this chapter)

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