Welfare Officer

Ah? Huang Tian was startled: I was just thinking about whether I could find a way to curb his misfortune. Tame him to be a cool mount for me. After all, he is a strange bird. It's a bit ugly. But he is fierce and has some aura.”

Many gods of plague and mildew like to use birds of prey as mounts.

If your boy wants to follow the path of the God of Fortune, then you can't do this. If you want to find a mount, it must be a beast of Fortune, such as a fairy deer, a crane, a lion, etc. Lord Tutu advised.

Huang Tian had no choice but to give up, but asked this guy how to deal with it.

The Earth Master said: Pull out the trouble feather on his tail, and he will no longer be able to flutter and cause trouble.

The long dragon scales, dragon horns, dragon beads for cultivating the dragon, the true feathers for cultivating the phoenix, the phoenix crown, and the five virtues.

Pluck out the disaster bird's true feathers that have condensed the power of disaster, and it will be no different from an ordinary wild duck.

At that moment, Huang Tian ordered the bean soldiers to start plucking the feathers from the bird's body.

The misfortune bird understood what humans were saying, was shocked, and vowed to protect its feathers to the death: You bald monsters, it's just fine that you don't have any hair, why do you come to pluck my hair?

However, the more he struggled, the more hair he plucked out, until all the hair on his body was plucked out and he turned into a bald duck, shivering in the cold wind.

Among these feathers, there were only three misfortune feathers, which were still filled with black energy. They were wrapped in red cloth by the earth and gave to Huang Tian: If you gather some more feathers, you may be able to refine a combination of good fortune and misfortune. The fan is used to reward good and punish evil.”

The Earthly Master said: As for these ghostly feathers, although they are not bad feathers, they can also be used to make a feather coat and be used to bribe the evil spirits of the underworld. Those evil spirits like to transform into various strange birds and absorb people's souls. These feathers are just right for them.”

You can bring me some good things from the underworld then.

Huang Tian thought it was good: Then it's a good bird to keep. Can you keep pulling it out?

Tutu shook his head: Without disaster, true feathers cannot grow. I'm afraid these feathers are still brought out from the mother's womb.

The misfortune bird lost its feathers and could no longer scream. It was driven by the land lord into a duck coop of a lonely family. This family's destiny was to be lonely and bring bad luck. The life was very tough. The six parents had restraints, which was just right. You can use your own evil spirit to restrain this troublesome bird.

Huang Tian continued to patrol, but by chance he passed by the Qingxuan Pond. When he looked at the water, he noticed that there was a black air forming between his brows, and he was frightened: Is this troublesome bird so powerful?

Black energy is bad luck. Huang Tian thought that his good luck could be resolved, but he was still possessed by it. Maybe he was grudged by the evil bird when he plucking its feathers.

When bad luck hit him, Huang Tian was careful everywhere, for fear of causing trouble, such as being drowned in a smelly ditch or tripping over a stone and falling to death.

Fortunately, these things did not happen, but in the second half of the night, there were more things trying to break into the village.

The first is a group of wandering souls.

There were a group of seven or eight big ghosts and little ghosts, led by the green-skinned man from yesterday, wearing the iconic Yin soldier equipment.

I don’t know where I summoned some wandering wild ghosts from behind, and I said straight away: “That little brat doesn’t know how powerful I am, so my brothers followed me, took off his official skin, and wore it on our own bodies. , when the time comes, we can also be majestic and enjoy the incense and salary.

Those wild ghosts were all ugly, with sores on their heads, pus oozing from their feet, or pockmarks on their faces. They didn't look like good ghosts anyway.

One of them, covered in indigo skin, had a thin body, distinct ribs, an extremely sunken abdomen, and his chest was pressed against his back. He looked like a mummy and asked the green-skinned man: Brother, what the hell is that new guy doing the inspection? Are you easy to bully?

Just a little brat, no more than three inches tall, a hairy god with back-door connections. Apart from his ability to escape from the earth, there is nothing outstanding about him.

We brothers, work together to surround him. When we catch him, we will take away his divinity and we will become Mao Shen Dang Dang. Naturally, we will be happy and free.

What if the City God blames us? We can't afford to offend the City God.

He himself has no ability, so the city god will pursue the case for him?

Several ghost spirits formed a group and guarded the area around Qingxuan Village.

Wanting to wait until Huang Tianxun arrived at a remote place away from the Tutu Temple, the bee pupae swarmed up, like a swarm of wild dogs, and tried to pounce on Huang Tian.

He peeled off the skin and bones and devoured them all.

How could Huang Tian not notice these evil ghosts.

Moreover, he had already learned from the Land Master what kind of character this green-skinned man was.

He bullies the weak and fears the strong, behaves obscenely, has a perverse personality, is narrow-minded and mean, always points his fists at those close to him, has no power to fight back, and tolerates those who give in to them.

Huang Tian had not killed him before, and because of his short stature, childish face, and weak aura, he became weak and easy to bully in his eyes.

Therefore, ghosts gathered for a while and came to take revenge, and even evil was born out of courage.

It seems that if I haven't touched the true fire, these evil ghosts and ghosts will not take me seriously. In Shinto matters, kindness and power should be given equal importance. If I only show kindness and benevolence, I am afraid that it will be difficult to achieve the path of the true god. Thunder means are also needed to shock. Only when you are frightened in all directions can you attract people to worship you.

Huang Tian had a clear idea and appeared directly in front of these evil ghosts.

You guys, I let you go yesterday, but if you come back today, are you prepared to lose your soul?

When the green-skinned man saw Huang Tian, ​​he was excited: Let's stand shoulder to shoulder and catch this little brat. We all have a share in the divinity!

Thinking of divinity aroused greed and evil desires, and the eyes of big ghosts and little ghosts turned green, and they rushed towards him.

Huang Tian escaped, and they all missed.

Then he appeared again from seven or eight feet away.

Earth Wolf Ghost, you can escape from the earth too! Next to the green-skinned maniac, there was an evil ghost formed by black energy, who actually knew how to escape from the earth.

However, his method of escaping from the earth could not compare with Huang Tian's innate supernatural powers.

The earth wolf ghost is a mixture of Yin energy and corpse energy in the old grave. Over time, it turns into a spirit. It is half ghost and half demon. It can escape from the ground, spray corpse poison, and gather energy to disperse.

A few lonely ghosts, plus a green-skinned maniac, really don't know what to say!

Gods are gods, and they are naturally nobler than ghosts.

Even for the gods of incense and fire, it is extremely easy to control ghosts, let alone a natural god like Huang Tian, ​​the true god of authority.

If Huang Tian had only a ray of divinity before, he would definitely turn around and run away.

But now Huang Tian not only possesses the five divinities, he has also refined the basic divine weapon, and refined the Shinto talismans himself, becoming an inspection official with the power of a wandering god.

Immediately, he used his divine power to bless the ghost stick and used the stick drink spell.

Just hearing Bold! was like a thunder on the ground, frightening several little ghosts out of their wits.