The road ahead gradually leads to an ancient road that sticks to the wall. On one side is a vast farmland with some seasonal vegetables replanted or freshly planted winter wheat. On the other side is a rocky mountain cliff.

Several grottoes were carved out on the cliff, which served as temples and were decorated with beams, pillars and tile eaves, making them quite impressive.

Lin Jue and his junior sister changed out of their Taoist robes into ordinary clothes and stood far away.

"Junior sister, have you remembered clearly?"

"I remember clearly, senior brother! Oh, that's not right!" The younger junior sister's voice was serious and she quickly changed her words, "Brother!"

"What if some people come to find me?"

"We are miserable! We need an explanation!"

"Remember to act realistically, and don't show that we are not easy to mess with, so as not to scare the green seedling god." Lin Jue said, "I don't know if it will come or when it will come. During this period, we must be vigilant, but there is no need to

Too nervous. According to my guess, the Qingmiao God must have some skills, but he is not good at fighting."

"Senior brother, I'm afraid I won't perform well." The younger junior sister said worriedly, "I can't speak."

"I said, just cooperate."

"But senior brother, you are not good at lying either."

"What else can I do?"

"Remember!"

"Take it—"

Lin Jue stretched out his hand and spread out a bean in his hand: "If you can't take your sword, use my sword pill to summon the same spell as the bean soldier."

"Kendou!"

The little junior sister pinched the beans from his hand.

"Jianwan." Lin Jue said, and then told her, "The beans fall and the wind rises, and the soldiers and horses appear."

"The beans fall and the wind rises, and the soldiers and horses appear!"

Brush! The beans quickly become bigger and longer!

In an instant, there was a long sword in her hand, but because she was not holding it in the right direction, the scabbard first poked her stomach, and then the hand holding the hilt had to stretch forward, and because the hand was not long enough,

The sword fell from her hand again.

Fortunately, she had practiced swordplay more than Lin Jue, so she reacted quickly and caught the sword before it even fell to the ground.

"Remember, my sword pill is not perfectly round. When it falls into the palm of my hand, it will naturally grow sideways. And it has two small round tips, which are the direction of the sword's head and tail. Don't point at yourself. Wait.

Once you become proficient, you will be able to control it freely." Lin Jue warned the younger junior sister, "Write it down first."

"Remember."

The junior sister rubbed her belly and recited a mantra: "Return to Lingdou, and return to the Great Wall."

The long sword suddenly turned back into a bean.

"Walk!"

The two of them walked towards the temple under the cliff.

On the way, a person picked up a stone.

As expected, it is a wall-cut grotto. Not only is a temple carved out of the mountain, but it also has many niches decorated with murals, a rain-proof eaves, and a vermilion door, which is quite impressive.

Lin Jue couldn't help but look around, and then he followed his junior sister across the threshold. When his eyes darkened, he entered the temple.

A strong smell of incense rushed to the nose, and a small firelight swayed on the altar, reflecting a bloated statue of the evil god in the center, wearing a long robe and having no face.

People all around are suffering from famine, but incense is very abundant here, and everlasting lamps are lit with sesame oil.

Before Lin Jue could make a move, the junior sister first aimed at the statue's head, raised the stone in her hand, and hit it towards it.

"Bang!"

One hit!

Moreover, the little junior sister was very strong. With just one hit, not only the head of the statue was smashed, but even the hard stone was broken into several pieces.

The ever-burning lamp was affected by the splashed stones and was immediately extinguished.

"have to!"

Lin Jue smiled as soon as he saw it.

No need to do it yourself.

As soon as the stone was thrown away, he sat down against the wall in the cave temple.

At the same time, he began to control his expression.

It was already getting late at this time, and no one came to worship. The two of them sat here, and it gradually became dark.

This green seedling god was taken care of once by an uncle in Mingxia County, and he finally escaped. He must have learned his lesson, being timid and cautious. If Lin Jue and others want to get rid of it, they need to be more careful.

Therefore, Lin Jue didn't even bring Fuyao with him.

The night watch lights were not lit either.

The second senior brother and the third senior brother are not nearby either.

This is not entirely out of caution, but because there are too many people suffering from famine here. The second brother walked along and quickly ran out of famine relief pills. He had to find a place to continue refining, while the third brother was in charge.

Search around for him and go to the city to buy materials for refining the famine-saving elixir.

Even the bottle of spiritual dew collected by Lin Jue on the road was taken away by him so that he could extract the spiritual charm of the mountains and rivers inside.

Therefore, if the Green Seedling God comes, they will probably be the only ones.

Lin Jue was not afraid either.

At this time, he closed his eyes and thought about the suffering people he had seen along the way. His mood was naturally complicated. He thought about Fuyao, who had never left him in the past few years and still dug a hole in the mountains to fall asleep somewhere. Naturally, he felt something in his heart.

I miss you a little, so I slowly fall asleep.

The little junior sister sat next to him, one foot away from him, holding the sword pill tightly in her sleeves, with her eyes closed, and she was constantly rehearsing tomorrow's conversation in her mind - even though the senior brother said it was up to him, but

Cultivators are not good at lying, and my senior brother also doesn't like lying. How can I let him do all the talking?

Slowly I fell asleep.

Before I knew it, it was early morning the next day.

I don’t know when the junior sister woke up. Anyway, Lin Jue woke up at dawn and then sat on the ground in a trance. You can’t even meditate and practice here. It’s really boring.

Until the noise outside disturbed them.

Several farmers walked along the official road with complicated expressions, a little confused, a little helpless, and a little scared, as they walked towards the temple.

This Qingmiao God has a total of three temples in Langfeng County, one is in the county town, and the remaining two are on the roadside in the wilderness. Only the one in the city has a temple, and the other two are also maintained by the temple.

These people were not temple worshippers, but farmers living near another temple.

Last night, while they were sleeping, the Green Miao God came to their door, and they were startled.

In the dream, the Qingmiao God told them that there was something wrong with the statue in his temple here, and ordered them to come and check it out. Several people woke up from their dreams and were very scared when they got up. They paired up with each other early in the morning to confirm whether it was true or not.

Then they came together cautiously.

When I opened the door and walked in, the first thing I saw was that the Qingmiao statue in the middle had been smashed by someone.

Several people were immediately shocked.

Looking inside the temple, there are two men in civilian clothes huddled in the corner.

A man and a woman, both young.

"this……"

At first, an old farmer's face was full of ravines. He looked at the two of them, at a loss. After hesitating for a few times, he asked: "Why are you here? Who smashed this statue?"

"We smashed it."

Lin Jue stood up holding on to the wall and said.

Several people were immediately shocked again.

What was the consequences of offending the Qingmiao God last time? They are still suffering from it now. How could anyone dare to smash the Qingmiao God's statue?

It’s just that they are just a group of farmers and are not good at talking, so they can only speak in a stumbling manner:

"You... are so brave..."

"Did you know that this is a spiritual immortal!"

"Why...you want to smash the idol?"

The little junior sister listened to what they were saying and wanted to share her worries with her senior brother who was also not good at lying. However, she opened her mouth to speak several times but closed her mouth.

It seems like I completely forgot about last night's drill.

I couldn't help but feel a little anxious for a while.

Senior brother is not good at lying either.
To be continued...