When the black wind blew, it resisted the falling things. The bird-headed man looked at it carefully, but the target was a clay statue of the god.

"Huh?" He glanced at the sight of his eyes and noticed that there was nothing on the platform where the statues were worshipped. He immediately understood, "There is only a piece of land in this temple! Okay! If you report this matter to the king, it would be a great achievement! I, Lao San, may be able to become a general!"

As he said, the bird-headed man rose up from the ground, and actually left the scholar and left straight away.

"If you are in other places, you really can't do anything to you! Unfortunately, this temple is my territory." A faint speech followed with echoes and came from the statue.

The dilapidated temple vibrated, and white light oozed out from the walls and spread over, surrounding the bird-headed man and imprisoning the air.

"Not good!" The bird-headed man's face changed, "You wild god are so brave! I am the Great King of Tongshan, and I have a soul card to hold my life. Once I die, I will be implicated. Your ruined temple..."

"If you let you escape and report the news, the outcome may not be very good. I think there is no big difference between coming and killing you. If you leave well, don't send it."

With a sound, the statue of God fell down with the light. With a click, the brain that was pressed by the bird-headed man burst and blood scattered.

Then, the white light quickly dissipated.

Seeing this, the scholar laughed wildly, but the sound was like a mosquito. After a few breaths, he restrained his laughter, struggled to get up, and gave a great gift to the statue: "Thank you for the great kindness of the mountain god, but Qiu is about to die and cannot repay him."

As he spoke, his face was as pale as paper, and he could see the blood vessels under the skin, and there was black air lingering between his eyebrows. This was a sign of great joy and sorrow, which hurt the mind and the invasion of the body and the root of the body. The yang energy was about to die. It would not take long before it would be the time to die.

Thank you, the scholar's face became dimmer: "It's a pity that only one monster died, and there are many free and easy things to do. This hatred..."

At this moment, the statue of God spoke: "If you want to take revenge, there is a way."

"What?" The scholar was shocked, widened his eyes, and his face turned rosy, "How to take revenge? Could it be that the mountain god wants to save me?"

"You are attacked by demonic energy and your soul is about to scatter. Even the underworld may not be able to go. I, a little god in the mountain, have not been worshipped for decades, and I am still unable to protect myself. I can't even get out of this temple. Killing that monster under sneak attack is the limit. How can I save you?"

After hearing this, the scholar was stunned.

Then I heard the statue of God say, "But I have a way to find another way, it depends on whether you want it."

Hearing this, the scholar became more and more energetic: "I wish to hear it carefully."

Then I heard the stone statue say, "Think carefully, everything I want to say is already in your heart."

After hearing this, the scholar thought about it for a moment and found that there was more words in his heart. He was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled: "Qiu's deadline is approaching, and he has no hope of taking revenge, and even a lonely ghost cannot be used. The mountain god killed this monster, which is Qiu's benefactor. Now he is willing to spend his divine power to help me return to the cycle of reincarnation. Speaking of which, I still have the advantage. What should I do? The mountain god just asks me."

"Okay!" the statue said again, "There are three hairs on my neck. Pull out one and put it in your mouth to dispel the distracting thoughts in your heart, just wait."

The scholar was almost exhausted and he barely got up. It took him more than ten breaths to swallow his hair. He raised his hand to tidy up his clothes, kowtowed towards the village, and then he was silent.

suddenly!

The light flashes.

Widths of white light flashed all over his body, and a phantom with the same appearance as the scholar came out of the heavenly spirit. He first showed confusion on his face, then was startled, came back to his senses, bowed to the statue, and thanked him.

On the statue, there was also a figure with white light rising up, bowing and raising his hand, then raising his hand and shooting out a white light, rolling the phantom of the scholar to the ground, disappearing.

"The road to the underworld is far away, I will walk all the way, I wish you peace in the next life." Bai Guang's figure sighed, shook slightly, and a stream of light fell on the silent scholar's body.

The next moment, the scholar's mouth made a "bang" sound, as if something exploded, and then his whole body trembled and he raised his head.

"It's done!"

He tried his best to stand up, but with a thump, he fell again.

"I haven't walked with my legs for decades, and I can't even coordinate the movements of getting up. Well, I can adapt first and heal my injuries."

Amid the sound of words, the wounds on his body healed quickly, and his listless spirit was revived.

After half a stick of incense, the scholar stood up again.

He jumped on the spot for a few more times, then shaking and walking for a few more steps.

"I have been here in this world for decades. I have been so immensely possessed statues. Now I finally feel the feeling of being a human being."

After muttering for a few words, he closed his eyes and showed an obsession. It took him a while before he opened it again.

"I didn't expect this person to be so stubborn. No wonder he was so unwilling. Well, since he entered this body, everything on the earth had passed away with the wind. From now on, I will be Qiu Yan."

Boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, lightning suddenly flashed and thunder roared in the sky, and black air oozed out of the gaps on the surrounding floor, tangled and condensed, turning into three balls of black fog.

"Qiu Yan"'s expression moved, and he was not surprised.
Chapter completed!