Start as a Temple Spirit

"Is this a ghost rat?" Shang Liangshan asked, pointing at the yellow rat that was tied up by the green roots of grass and had thorns piercing its body.

"Hehe, this is not a ghost rat, but a yellow skin." Yihuo laughed.

"Yellow skin?" Shang Liangshan seemed to have heard it before, but he couldn't remember it for the moment.

"It is a ghost condensed after the death of a weasel, and it is named Huangpi because of its yellow color." Yifeng explained.

"Oh" Shang Liangshan remembered this ghost.

This is a legend from the previous life. I didn’t expect to see the real thing.

The yellow skin was made of yellow gas and had a big head. Yu Shang Liangshan had never seen a weasel before, and its shape was vague, so he thought it was a big yellow rat.

"First it was the ghost ape, and now it's the yellow skin. It seems that there is a dark place hidden in the mountains near us." The old patriarch sighed.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone fell silent.

The shade represents death and horror.

"What are you afraid of? We have Liangshan. If any ghosts dare to come, we can just kill them and make ghost pills." Yihuo couldn't stand the oppression and pushed Shang Liangshan out stubbornly.

Just as Shang Liangshan was about to express his helplessness, he felt the presence of evil spirit, which made him stop talking and look into the distance.

"Ga!" Heizi, who was pecking at the food, also sensed the Yin energy and gave a warning.

"What's wrong?" Yang Chao reacted the fastest and asked.

"There is some evil energy wandering in the fields. It must be a wandering ghost." Shang Liangshan said, retracting his gaze.

"Wandering? Is he calling friends?" Yihuo's train of thought is amazing.

"Dong" The old patriarch couldn't help but give him a watermelon sweet, and scolded with a smile: "What on earth are you thinking about, calling friends, why don't you say, recruit soldiers and horses."

"I just said it casually." Yihuo rubbed his head and said aggrievedly.

Shang Liangshan suppressed his laughter and said to Heizi, "Heizi, finish eating quickly so that you can drive the ghost away. If it doesn't leave, I'll eat it."

"Ga ga" Heizi responded and pecking faster.

Soon, it soared into the sky and disappeared into the night.

"There shouldn't be any troublesome ghosts tonight. Everyone go back and have a rest. I'll keep watch." Shang Liangshan said to everyone.

"Why are you so sure?" Yi Feng asked in surprise.

"Because just now a group of evil ghosts and their soldiers passed by on the other side of the river behind the mountain and scared away the other evil ghosts." The old patriarch briefly described the situation.

Only then did everyone realize that Forgotten Township had escaped a disaster.

"Then you have to keep watch, Liangshan. I'm going to take a nap and come back to take over in the second half of the night." Yifeng said with some fatigue.

He was not a martial artist, and he was also old. He had been on guard for several days in a row, so he really couldn't take it anymore.

"Then I'll go to sleep too." Yihuo rarely showed off his stubbornness.

"Hey, old man, go back and feed the little guys and take a rest." The old patriarch was not polite at all.

"Then I'll stay and accompany Liangshan." Yang Chao said with a smile.

"That's exactly what I meant. Tell me what you saw and heard outside the Ten Thousand Mountains." Shang Liangshan pulled Yang Chao towards the tea table.

"Just say it, don't drag it out, it will cause misunderstanding." Yang Chao's words drifted with the night wind.

This made Yiwu and the others burst into laughter.

After Heizi drove away the wandering ghosts, nothing unusual happened and Forgotten Township spent the Mid-Autumn Festival peacefully.

The date in this world is based on the lunar calendar, so July 15th is July 15th.

Work at sunrise, and rest at sunset.

Under the leadership of Xiaocao, the villagers burned incense and then carried their farm tools and went out of the village to work.

I have to say that Xiaocao is a very competent temple boy. He not only standardizes the incense-burning process, but also adds a sense of ritual.

The children gathered in the academy playground, lined up in neat rows, and practiced martial arts routines with serious faces.

This world values ​​martial arts and literature, so even scholars know some martial arts.

Of course, this is what Shang Liang saw in the lost hometown. As for the outside world, it depends on the individual.

The ghost of the scholar he devoured was a scholar who was powerless.

Therefore, Shang Liangshan very much agreed with the educational method of Forgotten Township.

In the academy, the dean is a legacy, but he does not take charge of the affairs. Instead, several of his students are responsible for teaching the children.

It is worth mentioning that before a Confucian cultivator is promoted to the fourth rank, he has almost no means of attack.

This is also the reason why in Forgotten Township, only the old scholar Yifeng fights together with the martial artists.

"He" On the playground, hundreds of children, led by their instructors, lined up in an orderly manner and performed martial arts routines. The momentum was really great. If there were more people, it would be magnificent. Now it was as powerful as a rainbow.

Shang Liangshan watched this scene and smiled to Yi Feng who was accompanying him, "Great Elder, looking at these energetic children, I seem to see the future of Forgotten Township."

"Haha, they are all good kids, all good kids." Yifeng stroked his beard and smiled.

"Great Elder, I just saw several gentlemen, all of whom have reached the peak of the third-grade spiritual cultivation. Why can't they break through yet?"

"Because they lack righteousness and luck, they can only accumulate it slowly."

"Great Patriarch, we in Forgotten Village have a little bit of righteousness and good fortune, but we don't lack them."

"Hmm" Yifeng was stunned for a moment when he heard that, then he thought of something and looked at Shang Liangshan excitedly.

Shang Liangshan smiled and said, "The noble spirit and good fortune of Forgotten Township are all concentrated in the General Temple, so let the gentlemen take the children to the cave at night."

"Okay." Yifeng nodded excitedly and thanked the students repeatedly on their behalf.

On a whim, after visiting the academy, Shang Liangshan returned to the Huawai Taoist temple to refine the ghost pill and practice.

The night gradually deepened and dawn was not far away.

Just when Shang Liangshan and his companions thought that the night was about to pass, they suddenly heard the cry of foxes and the barking of dogs carried by the wind.

"Why are there sounds of foxes calling and dogs barking?" Yihuo stood up and looked for the source of the sound.

"It's the east wind, so it's in the east." Yifeng said, sensing the wind direction.

"The fox's cry is asking for help from me." Shang Liangshan frowned.

"Fox...fox fairy...could it be the fox fairy worshipped in the fox village in the northeast?" Yifeng murmured.

"That should be the case. Should we save him or not?" Yihuo asked.

"We have to be rescued, otherwise we will be the next target." Shang Liangshan said decisively.

"Then let's go." Yihuo said impatiently.

Shang Liangshan looked at Yifeng and asked for his opinion.

"How about this, Liangshan, you and Lao Si and Heizi go over to check out the situation. If you can rescue them, then rescue them. If you can't, then retreat. The old man and Xiaocao stay behind." Yifeng murmured.

"Okay." Shang Liangshan nodded and summoned Ziyun, then said to the dozing Heizi, "Heizi, open the way."

"Ga" Heizi let out a strange roar, revived with full blood, and flew into the sky.

"Hehe, so soft." Yihuo laughed as he stepped on the purple cloud. He was about to fly in the clouds.

"Haha, Fifth Elder, stand still, we are about to fly." Shang Liangshan said happily.

"Fei Fei Fei, I can't wait." Yihuo's words whistled away with the purple clouds and became messy in the wind.

"Fifth Elder, please don't jump." Shang Liangshan's helpless voice could be heard in the night wind.