Start as a Temple Spirit

The vanguard went into battle, followed closely by the other soldiers. Yi Jin and others all looked at the old patriarch.

"It's not a ghost, but an evil dream monster." The old patriarch told everyone about the evil dream monster.

Of course he was hiding something, a well-intentioned concealment.

The elders all gasped upon hearing this, and discussions began to ensue.

It’s not the elders’ fault that they were not calm. It was truly a level six evil spirit, a nightmare demon. It was a catastrophic existence for the Forgotten Town.

Fortunately, there is the temple spirit Shang Liangshan in charge, otherwise they would not dare to imagine what the scene would be like if this evil spirit dream demon started to wreak havoc.

The old patriarch turned a deaf ear to everyone's discussions.

The old man turned his head to look at Yishui and said meaningfully: "Laoshui, Taoist Liu may come into the village to catch monsters today. You go and accompany him. Laofeng didn't sleep all night last night, let him have a good rest."

"Chief, how do we accompany you?" Yishui realized something.

"If you find any monsters, shout and Liangshan will come to support you."

"I understand!" Yishui nodded solemnly, turned and left.

Although he could not fully guess what the old patriarch meant, he understood that Shang Liangshan was interested in the evil spirit Meng Yao.

The sunspots are the best proof.

"Shua, shua, shua" Yi Jin and others stopped talking and looked at the old patriarch in unison. They also noticed something.

"Everyone, go away and do what you need to do." The old patriarch waved his hand to send people away. There was no such thing as resolving doubts. For some plans, the fewer people who know about them, the better.

Everyone looked at the old patriarch with resentment and left helplessly.

They have become accustomed to the old patriarch's bad habits.

Everyone left, and finally only Yang Chao stayed. When he saw everyone walking away, he smiled and said to the old clan leader, "Clan leader, this evil dream monster is a rare monster. If you can subdue it, Forgotten Township will have another guardian beast."

“I knew I couldn’t hide it from you, but the problem is that it’s hard to catch you,” the old patriarch said with a smile.

"Take your time. It doesn't dare to run away now anyway." Yang Chao said nonchalantly.

"I'm afraid the night will be long and full of dreams." The old patriarch hinted.

"That's right." Yang Chao nodded and stopped discussing the matter. He told the old clan leader about his next plan, which was to build new equipment for the militiamen and change the uniforms for all of them.

This was no small project, and the old patriarch attached great importance to it. The two discussed it in detail.

On the country road, Yishui, with a smile on his face, warmly greeted Liu Weizi, who was holding a compass and imparting Feng Shui knowledge to his disciples.

Liu Weizi didn't seem surprised at all about Yishui's arrival, and he was polite and friendly to Yishui.

Just like that, everyone was busy with their own things, and before they knew it, night had fallen.

It was a dark and windy night, and three figures stood in front of the Forgotten School.

It was Heizi, Xiaocao and Xiaoli.

"Ga ga" Heizi looked at Xiaocao and asked how to catch the turtle in the jar.

Xiao Cao looked at the fruit trees inside and outside the academy, thought for a moment and said, "Big brother, please do the aerial reconnaissance, and third brother, you search one by one, and I will be on guard at the periphery."

There was nothing wrong with this strategy, so Heizi and Xiaoli took action immediately.

"Xiao Cao, is there anything we can do to help?" Big Dog led the team over.

Nearly half of Da Niu's energy and spirit was stolen. Although Shang Liangshan and Xiao Cao Du Ling helped to strengthen his body, he still hasn't recovered after a day and is still lying in bed recuperating.

How could Big Dog and the others not be angry when seeing the boss suffer this?

"Take the Silver Wolf Guards and go to the fruit tree to stand guard. Remember not to leave the fruit tree." Xiao Caobing wanted to let Da Gou and the others go back to avoid being attacked by the evil dream monster, but when she thought of the anger in their hearts, she gave up.

Let them stand under the fruit trees. Although they will be attacked, the grass will be able to sense it first and then they can be caught in the trap.

Of course, this is a bit like using the temple guards as bait.

But since Da Gou and the others dared to come, they naturally decided to use themselves as bait.

The big dog nodded when he heard that, and with a wave of his hand, the temple guards dispersed in groups of two, leading the six silver wolves.

This shows that they had already discussed how to use themselves as bait before coming.

Two figures stood in front of the conference room, watching everything.

"Liangshan, do you think the evil dream demon will attack the temple guards?" The old patriarch looked at Shang Liangshan standing aside and asked.

“No.” Shang Liangshan shook his head and said, “The evil dream monster is like a frightened bird, it wants to hide in the ground, so it doesn’t dare to show its head.”

"Liang Shan, tell me the truth, can you really not find the evil dream demon?"

"The location has been locked in the Forgotten School. We can definitely find it, but we can't rush it." Shang Liangshan said this, looked at the old patriarch and asked: "Old patriarch, do you know how to stay up all night?"

"Of course I know." After the old patriarch finished speaking, he understood and said happily: "The old man will go back to drink tea, you guys take your time to train the eagle."

It takes time to keep alert, so the search tonight has been going on for three consecutive days.

During these three days, the evil dream demon did not show up to cause trouble, and Xiaocao and his team's search was always carried out in secret.

They search the Forgotten Academy every night, scaring away the shadows hiding in the shadows so that they dare not move.

At the same time, Liu Weizi took his disciples and began to go door to door to provide free medical treatment and feng shui for the villagers, and they did not return to Xuanyuan until late at night.

The night was dark and the wind was cold. The weather was getting colder and colder, and the branches were swaying.

Under the thatched pavilion in the temple courtyard, the old patriarch drank hot tea and discussed with the monk Liangshan how to deal with the impending beast tide.

As the weather gets colder, signs of beasts have appeared in the woods and mountains near the Forgotten Village. Their roars drift in the wind, making people feel irritated and uneasy.

"If it's a small beast tide, we don't have to worry. We might even make a fortune." Yifeng said calmly.

With the current strength of Forgotten Township, it is more than enough to deal with the tide of small beasts, so he is not too worried.

"We should always think of the worst and be prepared for the worst." The old patriarch shook his head.

"Are there any extra weapons and equipment in the village?" Shang Liangshan asked.

"Yes, quite a few, but they are all old weapons and equipment." Yifeng nodded and looked at Shang Liangshan to ask what he meant.

"Distribute these weapons and equipment to the villagers and ask them to maintain them so that they can be ready to respond to emergencies at any time." Shang Liangshan pondered.

"Okay." The old patriarch and Yifeng nodded in agreement.

In fact, even if Shang Liangshan didn't say it, they would do the same.

The villagers in the Shiwan Mountains, both men and women, can shoot arrows with bows and chop people with knives.

Distributing old weapons and equipment to the villagers of the forgotten villages can, firstly, allow them to protect themselves, and secondly, there is strength in numbers.

"Here I come." Shang Liangshan smiled and looked at the shadows of the trees beside the courtyard wall.

"Shua shua" the old patriarch and Yifeng heard what was said and looked in the direction Shang Liangshan was looking.

Under the light, the shadows of the trees swayed, and it seemed as if there was nothing.

Just as the old patriarch was about to ask, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Because the old man saw that the shadows of the trees moved.