Chapter 433 Drawing Talismans in the Sky

It was the middle of the night, and the moon was hanging high in the sky.

The entire county government office was in deep sleep.

The little man on the bed suddenly turned over, his eyes sparkling, and he jumped up from the bed.

"Who?"

The Taoist priest with white eyebrows, who was still snoring just now, shuddered, raised his hand to hold the peach wood sword in his arms and was about to swing it, when a little hand patted his face:

"My dear disciple, it's me!"

The Taoist priest with white eyebrows woke up instantly: "Master, Master, what's wrong with you?"

The Taoist priest with white eyebrows glanced at the sky outside. It was still midnight. Could his little master be sleepwalking?

"Master, you can't find where you sleep, right? I'll carry you back now!"

The Taoist priest with white eyebrows spoke considerately.

Yuan Baobao rolled his eyes at him: "You can't find your bed?"

"I'm going to the mountain. Do you want to follow me?"

Yuan Baobao didn't want to take anyone with him.

[My old apprentice is too stupid!]

[Alas, when will his brain be a little smarter?]

[Master is really worried!]

[If I didn't need a mount to run errands, I wouldn't bother to take him with me?]

White-browed Taoist... In the master's heart, he is just a mount to run errands?

But what is he doing in the mountain? Is there another monster to catch?

White-browed Taoist was immediately excited. Sure enough, the master was the only one in the world who treated him well.

What's there to be afraid of if he's a little stupid?

Be diligent, practice more, and you will definitely succeed.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Yuan Baobao patted his head: "Then hurry up! You don't have to bring anything, just hold me!"

The two were about to leave, and the little Taoist rolled over from the bed, holding the white-browed Taoist's thigh tightly with both hands:

"Take me with you!"

"Go out to catch ghosts and exorcise monsters, Master, how can you not take me with you?"

"Am I still your disciple or grandson?"

Yuan Baobao almost rolled his eyes.

It was depressing enough to bring a burden, but now it's good, and there's another one.

But a burden, it doesn't seem to make much difference whether you bring one or two.

"Why don't you hurry up?"

Yuan Baobao said unhappily, looking at the sky outside: "If you two don't hurry up, it will be dawn soon!"

...

The mountain temple in the middle of the night looks deserted.

It's so quiet that it's depressing. The Taoist priest

with white eyebrows came here by running, and he was sweating all the way.

The young Taoist priest followed behind him. When they arrived at the mountain god temple, he was so tired that he panted and sat down on the ground, panting heavily. Among them, Yuan Baobao was the most relaxed.

He was carried on the road and took a nap on the way, and was confused for a while.

"Little master, we have arrived. Do you want to give me a talisman? I want to see it too!" The

Taoist priest with white eyebrows was excited.

It was pitch black all around, and there was nothing.

The mountain god temple here does not have a presiding monk or anything like that. It depends entirely on the spontaneous maintenance of ordinary people.

Of course, sometimes people from the county government will come to clean it up.

By the way, the witch was the one who maintained it in the past few years. Now that the witches are dead, the people know that they are controlled by caterpillars. Some people want to come and destroy the mountain temple, but many people don't dare.

"Master, are we going to catch ghosts or monsters today?"

The old Taoist with white eyebrows asked excitedly, "Are we here to see the mountain god?"

Yuan Baobao laughed: "What do you think?"

"Master, I know you must have something to do here. I am your little follower. I will do whatever you ask me to do!"

The little Taoist priest is much smarter and has a good mouth.

"Do you really want to see it?"

Yuan Baobao looked at them with squinted eyes. The old and the young nodded their heads vigorously, fearing that Yuan Baobao would regret it.

Yuan Baobao threw two talisman papers to them, and the two of them unconsciously stuck them on their foreheads. In that way, those who didn't know would think they were sticking zombies?

Yuan Baobao was speechless. She remembered that she had told the two people before that this kind of talisman paper should not be pasted on the forehead, but the two people obviously forgot it.

"Young Master, what's wrong here?" Sure enough, after pasting the talisman paper, the scenery in front of the two people changed.

The originally dark mountain god temple now found that there were a few shabby red lanterns hanging in front of the temple, swaying, and I don’t know if they were hit by someone a few times, as if they could fall down at any time.

The temple was also shabby, as if it hadn’t been repaired for hundreds of years. It

was even more dilapidated than what I saw during the day.

I was speechless. If you didn’t know, you would think it was a slum.

Yuan Baobao didn’t answer, and walked into the temple with his short legs.

The Taoist priest with white eyebrows and his young apprentice followed quickly and walked into the temple gate. They still felt a chill on their backs, as if a cold wind had hit them.

"Why is this temple so dilapidated?"

The Taoist priest with white eyebrows still didn't quite believe it. Logically, the mountain god temple here is still very popular and the people around it highly respect it. It shouldn't be so dilapidated.

"Also, what about the mountain god?"

When they set out from the capital, the Taoist priest with white eyebrows thought that the mountain god here was extremely fierce, with a green face and fangs. He looked like someone who was not easy to mess with. He even thought about fighting the mountain god for nine hundred rounds.

Of course, he was not afraid, because he had a master. Although his young master was young, he was very capable.

If he wasn't afraid of evil spirits, let alone the three-hundred-year-old caterpillar spirit, what was there for a little mountain god to be afraid of?

Just looking at the ruined temple in front of him, the old Taoist with white eyebrows was unsure.

Yuan Baobao walked straight to the mountain god statue and took out a peach wood sword from his sleeve. His sword was a little smaller than the one he gave to the Taoist priest Bai Mei, and it was more beautifully carved.

When he took it out, the Taoist priest Bai Mei even felt a flash of golden light.

It was amazing. It was not like his sword, which did not flash.

Yuan Baobao knocked on the mountain god statue with his sword: "Old mountain god, why don't you come out?"

The Taoist priest Bai Mei widened his eyes in surprise, staring at the mountain god statue. Is

there really a god in here?

However, to her disappointment, the statue did not respond at all.

Yuan Baobao muttered in frustration: "I have to waste my blood and energy!"

The little girl said, biting her little finger, and her little hand waved quickly in the air.

Yuan Baobao was very fast. The Taoist priest Bai Mei and the little Taoist priest stared at it with wide eyes, but they could not tell what was painted.

It was just a vague feeling that he was drawing a talisman.

Using one's own blood as a medium to draw a talisman in midair, this method had never been heard of by the Taoist priest Baimei before.

But what surprised her even more was that when Yuan Baobao finished the last stroke, a cough suddenly came from behind the stone statue.

"Cough cough cough..."