Chapter 101 Song Futan's script turned into a prophecy

The Capital God has a feeling that iron cannot become steel, "Did Dongyue sent you into the WTO for you to indulge in mortal love?"

Lan He beat and said, "Are you poisonous? You can still put the statue of Mrs. Chenghuang in your bedroom, what's wrong with me??"

Although this capital city god is not married now, the city god temple does have a sleeping hall with a statue of a goddess, but there is no main lord. City Gods, Landlords... The gods of China are very secular, and they can marry and have children.

Song Futan nodded silently, which made sense.

Although he didn't know how he became an abbot, he probably understood it. Exactly, since the more the gods interfere, the greater the deviation, it means that the will of heaven is like this, which means that he and Lan He are a match made in heaven and are destined for marriage.

Hearing this, Liu Shisan's movements of dancing became even more violent. His fangs pierced the back of the four-clawed dragon, biting off the scales, and flicking his thick tail, he also swept away a large number of ghosts. Difference.

Although it has been repaired, the scale of the Temple of the City God is not particularly large. The temple is crowded with three dragons and snakes in the courtyard, and there are densely packed ghosts. Liu Shisan danced so wildly that even his own people had to keep an eye on it. Avoid its wildly dancing tail.

You don't need to think about it to know why Liu Shisan went crazy.

——What about your City God, have you asked me Liu Koutang's opinion on the demolition of the CP here?

Even the Capital City God took two steps back, avoiding the ashes falling on the roof beams, and said with disgust: "Lan He, you said that on purpose, so as to stimulate Liumen's fighting spirit."

Make this snake so crazy.

His four-clawed dragon was not a living creature and would not be poisoned, but under the pain, some water light appeared in his eyes, followed by a long and desolate howl, and a little drizzle fell over the entire capital.

Around the Temple of the City God, there are all high-rise buildings, and although it is midnight, many lights are still on. After all, this is the center of Financial Street, surrounded by many banks, securities companies, and even many of China's top financial decision-making and regulatory agencies. Overtime is the norm here.

It was just a sudden drizzle, and these overtime dogs seldom looked out of the window at this time.

Audiences in the movie theater who are attentive, and people sleeping peacefully or eating supper at home... The same is true. No one would have thought that the rain that did not appear in the weather forecast was not from passing clouds, but because of the rain in another space in the center of the city. Fierce battle.

Lan He didn't even know it was raining outside, so he untied the Rinzai stick that had been tied up and slammed it out, "You really have no humanity, you see what other people do with purpose? What's wrong with wanting to fall in love in Yangshi?"

To this kind of reincarnated god general who does not love his job and is dedicated to his work, the capital city god has a touch of disdain. My colleague and partner must be very distressed at ordinary times.”

Old Bai: "Hey, who said no? It's so empty. With him, I have nothing but money."

Lan He: "...Bastard, that's not what you said when you took my money!"

Miss Hu followed and scolded: "Shameless brat!"

Hu Qijiu exploded a lot, reminding Lan He of the sturdy appearance when he saw her for the first time, "Trash ghost, rotten heart, ghost fire dare not see real fire, the Empress of the City God Temple is happy, she is pregnant with you ghost child, When he was born, he sat on the Wangxiang platform and begged for money by beating lotus flowers, begging for money to buy powder wipes, shameless!"

Even Bai Wu, who had been stabbing ghosts with his head down, couldn't help but whisper, "That's right."

This is too small, usually a father, but now he says that he has nothing but money, are those fatherly loves fake?

Hiding beside the Capital City God, Lao Bai's face turned green when he heard it, and even the Capital City God froze slightly when he heard Hu Qijiujiu bring his own rich words.

Lao Bai couldn't scold Hu Qijiu, so he defiantly ignored Hu Qijiu and flattered his new father, "Recently, there have been constant sacrifices, and the power of adults has also increased greatly! They must only have the share of being caught."

Although you are still stubbornly resisting and cursing, how long can you resist? Our Lord of the City God hasn't officially taken action yet, just dispatched soldiers and minions.

Lan He: "Hey."

Lao Bai: "..."

...

Fortunately, Lan He was vigilant and carried a lot of happy papers with him when he went out recently.

He has a stick in one hand and origami with one hand in the other. He is dedicated to two purposes. By the way, the hooking cable connected with Song Futan can also be like the tripping cable. With the tacit movement and relaxation, he can take the ghosts among them. To tangle, to trip over.

Song Futan also brought a paper talisman, which was also a sword and a talisman. The consumption was so fast that the ink characters seemed to surround him and never dissipated.

Burning paper maker, split words into characters.

Who doesn't say it's a match made in heaven, Song Futan thought to himself.

The City God stared at it coldly for a while, high-fives three times, the City God Prison opened, Bi Qian opened his mouth, and the evil spirit probed, "Go."

These ghosts look ferocious, but under the command of the capital city god, they are even more obedient than dogs. Let them bite whoever they want, which is exactly what Hu Si said. The most confusing thing is the gods.

Both the ghost and the emissary attacked Lan He, who was wearing an impermanent uniform, surrounded by evil ghosts, but behind the statue was the Golden Temple, which was ironic in comparison.

Lan He forcefully tore off the high hat and the white uniform, revealing his casual clothes for distinction.

It was just that the number of opponents was increasing, and it was almost three hundred and sixty degrees with no dead ends. Lan He remembered something, looked around the hall for a long time, and finally found the target.

As soon as Lan He threw the soul rope, he caught a weasel with its head buried in the corner and dragged it over.

Gu Erzhen only felt his body take off, released his claws covering his face, and with a look of horror, he came to Lan He, "Come, come, come, let me go, I have the old and the young!"

From the front, it came back to its senses, and it stuck in the corner without moving, trying to minimize its presence as much as possible, neither side wanted to stand, nor dared to stand on either side. This is why Mrs. Hu once commented on Huangmen's wretchedness.

"Stop talking nonsense, do you still keep the "Eighty-Seven Immortals Volume"? Didn't you dedicate it to me?" Lan He hit a circle of ghosts with a stick and asked. He remembered that there was such a good thing, but he didn't know if Gu Erzhen was carrying it with him.

Gua'er rolled his eyes, shook his head vigorously, and said in a loud voice, "I can't give it to you, Lord Lai, how dare I offend Master An, don't you embarrass me, please!"

That is to bring.

Lan He understood what Gu Erzhen meant, and didn't say a word. He held Gu Erren's hind legs upside down and shook it a few times, and then something fell, including an ancient painting. A copy of the Scroll of Seventeen Immortals. Then, with another flick, Gu Erzhen was thrown back into the corner.

Because Song Futan said it before, Lan He was curious and went to check, so she knew.

In this "Eighty-seven Immortals Volume", the main characters are Donghua Emperor, Fusang Emperor, Nanji Emperor, ten generals, seven male immortal officials, sixty-seven golden boys and jade girls, a total of eighty-seven A fairy. Wu Daozi's original painting, the copy is also very essence, full of fairy.

Lan He picked up the scroll and cooked it twice. This time, he folded the ancient painting worth millions into a human figure and burned it without saying a word. !"

The flame engulfed the paper, and the golden hall filled with evil spirits lit up with a faint golden glow.

For a while, there was a sound of silk and bamboo fairy music, and a soft and beautiful fairy with fluttering skirts appeared in the air, playing music and scattering flowers. Once an evil ghost approached, the fairy would smash the opponent's head with a pipa...

Another god general was dressed in golden armor, holding a golden sword, frowning and slaughtering the Quartet.

Those three main gods were floating in the air, their translucent figures were twice the size of ordinary people, and they had a terrifying aura. With a flick of their sleeves, they knocked down half of the evil spirits!

When the ghost officials saw the figure of the Great God, they all shouted strangely and avoided it. How can the lowest level kid compete with the Lord God.

This painting was so expensive that it was worth it, and Lan He's pressure was greatly reduced.

He left the Temple of the City God wholeheartedly, so that he could pass the news to the Yin Si.

"Break the door!" Lan He gave an order, and the Lord God rushed to the door, where no ghost dared to stop him.

The sound of the fairy music was still so soothing, and there was a humming sound of mantras resounding in the hall, which was extremely inconsistent with their fighting movements.

Lan He also jumped to the door. After seeing the Lord God clear the way, he effortlessly opened the door, revealing the night sky outside.

When it was done, Lan He was overjoyed, and a zipper hinted that Song Futan would take the lead.

"Where are you running!" Lao Bai shouted loudly. Of course, he didn't move a finger, and still hid beside the Capital God.

The City God snapped his fingers.

Lan He only felt as if his body was taking off. In the blink of an eye, he saw the full view of the Zijin City with green tiles and red walls under his feet. In a blink of an eye, he passed the scenery of Dongyue Temple, and looked at the two little clever ghosts, the traffic flow of Taiping Bridge, Beihai The water, and even the wonderful sense of the mountain flower tree... The kaleidoscope generally changes one by one in front of the eyes.

He seems to have reached countless places in an instant, and the entire capital has a panoramic view!

——But when he stopped, he was still down-to-earth, standing in the distance without moving.

...

Are those just now hallucinations?

Lan He staggered in place for a while, but he didn't come back to his senses.

I just listened to the Duchenghuang jokingly said: "Serving the country and protecting the state, it is my job to govern the entire capital, do you really think what will happen if you leave this door? This paper-clad deity can deceive God, but can't deceive me. I tell you so. Well, this city, this official has the final say."

He wants the five towns of this city to be damaged, even if it is damaged but not broken, if the dormant Liumen wakes up and wakes up, or if the mage is ignorant and unconscious...

If Lan He went out, he could see the capital, but when he stopped, Lan He could only be trapped here. This is his home field advantage as the God of the City God.

The Capital God stretched out his hand to grab it, and the paper-clad Lord God broke apart with a faint whistling sound, shattered into thousands of pieces of paper ashes, and fluttered like butterflies.

One piece of paper ashes fell on Lan He's shoulder, but it was as heavy as Mount Tai, which made his heart very heavy.

Millions, as if burned in vain.

The City God seemed to be deliberately trying to make him collapse, and raised his hand to take the soul hook that connected him to Song Futan into his hand.

Lan He suddenly felt bad, and he and Song Futan grabbed the soul hook at the same time, trying to avoid it. But the capital city God had already exerted his strength, and the retractable and retractable soul cable broke into countless pieces under his hands.

Lan He's pupils suddenly expanded, "You!"

He moved, and the remaining chain in his hand fell to the ground, making the sound of metal collision.

This is the "red line" of Lan He and Song Futan, and it was once a legend. Song Futan was also distressed, her lips slightly opened:

"Do not!!!"

Liu Shisan screamed in pain.

Song Futan's words were choked back: "..."

Everyone saw that the big black snake suddenly exerted force. Originally, he and Chang Yueyuan fought one-on-one. When they had the advantage, they couldn't press the other party down. At this time, the four-clawed dragon was twisted almost to pieces!

The wind and rain outside the temple became more and more violent.

This time, the overtime workers on the Financial Street can no longer ignore the rainstorm, the voltage is unstable, the lights are flickering, the clouds are low, and everyone looks at the terrifying night sky outside the glass. In the robbery?

Liu Shisan was even more excited than Lan He and Song Futan, he pressed the four-clawed dragon to the ground and beat him wildly, "I will kill you!!!"

The four-clawed dragon's tears couldn't hold back any longer, and it turned into a thin strip of grievance, escaped from under Liu Shisan, and returned to the hem of the Capital God's robe.

The City God sneered, picked up the seal of the City God and threw it out, "Monster snake."

Punishing evil and promoting good is also the duty of the city god.

The official seal flew to Liu Shisan, he turned into a human body, and half-kneeled under the weight of gravity, Chang Yueyuan also turned over and raised his hand to try to support the official seal on his head, but his knees softened and his knees shattered the floor of the Temple of the City God. .

"There's no reason, the seal of the City God is to capture evil spirits, how dare you reverse black and white!" Miss Hu angrily scolded, and she smeared the incense ashes on her hands, and jumped up to grab the official seal.

Although she was on duty in Miaogan Mountain, she was not a righteous god, especially since it was the seal of the gods. She smeared the golden top incense ash on her hands and tried to get in there, but the place where she touched her hands was still extremely hot, and as soon as she caught the official seal, she Screaming and bouncing away, the front paws were scorched, but he continued to pounce without giving up, showing the style of Humen.

Lan He was still looking at his broken chain, very distressed, and at the same time felt that something was not right, and pulled Bai Wu next to him.

Bai Wu understood, turned into a big hedgehog, was pulled and swayed by Lan He, and climbed behind Song Futan. Hu Qijiu also cleverly rolled over to Song Futan, knowing that Xiao Song might be the next focus of his attack.

Although Lan He responded quickly, the Capital God just smiled: "The little monk is a sick red lotus specially selected by the underworld, and all living beings are sick, so you are sick. I didn't expect you to write stories instead of treating the disease. Up to now, it is impossible to survive, anyway, you are not doing a proper job. Everyone, today is the opportunity for everyone to swallow the lotus and gain the Tao."

The evil ghost responded with excitement, but the ghost officials were still a little hesitant. Song Futan's soul is similar to Tang Monk's flesh, but after all, the scoundrels have been in the regular army for so long, and they also take into account the shadow of Lan He, so they can't let go.

The edge of Song Futan's magic sword was gleaming, and he had killed many evil spirits just now. There was a fox roaring threateningly in front of him, and the thorns of the hedgehog behind him were like lightning... The ghosts are still eager to try, and it is difficult to refuse the attraction of the sick red lotus.

Lan He just finished feeling distressed about the chain first, and this is what he thought quickly. Song Futan has no armor. What if he is bitten by this 360-degree attack.

He saw the time in a trance, and most of the movie was probably played...

Not only was it not regarded as the premiere tonight, but in retrospect, they were enemies of the gods here, and Song Futan's script turned out to be a prophecy!

Old Bai is still arrogantly saying: "God and man are different after all. You are a human being now, and you are a human being after being rewarded by the Yin Division. The eldest lord recruited security just now. , everyone gets to know each other, and I, Bai Junjie, will collect the body for you."

Lan He stroked his chest to avoid vomiting blood, but at this moment, a flash of light flashed in his mind.

He seemed to have a clue, stared at the capital city god, but said to others: "Take good care of your mother—"

Hu Qijiu was so excited that he could only call out a fox, "Hey!"

Lan He kicked away a ghost official, strode towards the capital city, faster and faster, and rushed over.

"Yo, catch the thief first and catch the king first?" Du Chenghuang swiped his robe lightly, and was about to start when a long wet tongue swung over and circled around his neck several times before being pierced by the old white man at both ends. He held it and jumped onto him.

Du Chenghuang's movements were stagnant, and his expression was not panicked, but more helpless: "What are you doing, see the situation clearly. Didn't you think about it just now, recognize a thief... Do you recognize me as a father?"

"??" Lao Bai strangled him with his tongue and said vaguely, "But I am a famous unfilial son in the underworld!"