Russell tasted the sweetness of the Human Emperor Art, and began to prepare and arrange matters to expand his faith in the small town.
As for the gods and Buddhas in the sky, what they focus on is merit. Persuading people to be good is a great merit. As for who the people will believe in in the end, it depends on their own ability to preach.
It just so happened that Russell was within the system, so even if he was discovered, no one would say anything. This is called the darkest place under the lamp.
The City God is really good.
But you can't go too far. After all, this is someone else's territory, not yours. It would be bad if someone finds out.
Russell planned to stay hidden until his strength developed, after all, it is better to be cautious.
On this side, Russell was trying every means to expand his influence and try to get more people to believe in him.
On the other side, strange things were also happening in the small town.
It was none other than Xu Shilin and Xiaodie, a newly married couple who were in the stage of being in love.
Although Xiaodie is a female ghost, she has been practicing for two hundred years after all. In addition, Russell takes care of her from time to time, so few people in the small town make her feel uncomfortable.
As long as she didn't get close to a few special places, such as the City Lord's Mansion, the Night Patrol, the Wensheng Temple, and the Wanhua Pavilion, and didn't appear in front of the four Half-Step Heavenly Masters, nothing would go wrong.
Xiaodie took care of the housework at home while Xu Xiaolin worked diligently outside. They had just gotten married and were getting along very well. But soon, Xiaodie discovered something unusual.
The abnormal person was not Xu Xiaolin, but a friend of Xu Xiaolin who often visited him, a scholar named Ning.
This is because Ning Shusheng seemed to be from a poor family and could not fit in with other scholars, but he got along well with Xu Xiaolin. After a few visits, they became familiar with each other and Xu Xiaolin often visited his home.
This man is also a gentleman. He never looks Xiaodie directly in the eye. He doesn't look at Xiaodie, but Xiaodie looks at him. It's not that he is having an affair, but there is a faint ghost aura about him.
This scholar Ning had a shadow when he stood and a sound when he breathed, just like a real living person, but the yang energy on his shoulders was swaying, making him look particularly weak.
Xiaodie couldn't help but start to doubt in her heart. This scholar Ning might not be as simple as he seemed. He might either keep ghosts at home or often go out to the mountains and forests to have sex with ghosts.
There is a mountain outside called Ghost Mountain.
There is an old ghost inside, and he has several little ghosts under him. All of them are extremely beautiful and good at singing and dancing.
Almost everyone in the small town knew that from time to time there were men going up to that ghost mountain to spend a night of fun.
The old ghost was also a sensible man. He never hurt anyone's life. He only absorbed a trace of Yang energy and served them comfortably.
Since then, there has been an endless stream of people heading to Ghost Mountain, even more than the people coming to Wanhua Pavilion, causing the girl in Wanhua Pavilion to doubt her life.
I am alive, I can scream, my body is as warm as jade, but I am not as good as a ghost?
I was so unhappy in my heart. He called me sweetheart when we were showing affection a few days ago, but now he looks down on me and insists on going to that ghost mountain to seek excitement. He doesn't come for half a month at a time.
Wanhua Pavilion has often raised the issue of wanting to eliminate evil and defend the safety of the small town. This call has been made for many years, but has been ignored by all male monks.
…
What a strange world...
Xiaodie just observed there silently, and after the scholar named Ning left, she hurriedly told her husband about her discovery.
Xu Xiaolin was shocked. In his impression, Brother Ning was not such a person.
"How did you know that? Why didn't I see it?"
"When I was young and weak, I once prayed for a talisman. If there was an evil spirit nearby, my talisman would become hot."
Xiaodie whispered, "Could it be that Master Ning is not possessed by ghost energy, but is a ghost?"
"Absolutely not."
Xu Xiaolin paced back and forth anxiously. He came from a poor family and had a low status. He finally made a friend, a close friend. How could it be that the friend was not a human but a ghost
He also thought of Ghost Mountain, but then he changed his mind and shook his head quickly.
The scholar named Ning is a well-known good husband. He believes in the way of a gentleman, never messes around with other women, never even looks at other women straight in the eye, let alone goes to Ghost Mountain to seek excitement!
Xu Xiaolin suddenly thought of something, rummaged through the table and found a book, which was the Mortal Cultivation and Immortality written by Russell.
He always felt that this scene was very familiar, and sure enough, he found it.
In order to avoid being hunted down, a certain evildoer deliberately hid among ordinary people, and after escaping, he killed them to silence them.
Xu Xiaolin slammed the table, ran out the door, and chased in the direction where Ning Shusheng had just left.
He had to ask clearly, this was his only good friend.
As soon as he left, Xiaodie hurried out. She went to the bookstore. Only she knew that Russell was there.
The only capable person she could rely on in this city was Russell.
Although she could investigate on her own, once she invoked the ghost energy, she would be exposed, and it would then be extremely difficult for her to be with Xu Xiaolin.
The scholar surnamed Ning didn't walk far. Xu Xiaolin could see clearly that he stopped to rest for a while every time he walked a certain distance, which made him feel a little nervous.
How could a normal person do this? Even a weak scholar who is powerless would not take a rest after walking such a short distance.
unless…
Xu Xiaolin thought of the strange things that scholars often talked about. If a person's yang energy is sucked away too much, he will become weak and sickly, like an old man.
He just took a quick step, grabbed Ning Shusheng's wrist tightly with his hand, and dragged him towards the bookstore without saying a word.
Ning Shusheng was confused by being dragged, "Brother Xu, Xu Zhi, you drag me to do something in broad daylight. It's not good for people to see it."
"You met a ghost!"
"No way, I haven't even left the town, how could I possibly run into a ghost?"
"Then you must be suffering from yang deficiency!"
Men can't say no.
Ning Shusheng was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly, "You're right, I met a ghost."
"Then what are you waiting for, let's go."
Without giving him a chance to speak, Xu Xiaolin dragged him into the bookstore.
After all, the only extraordinary person he knew was the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper was a scholar after all and had literary aura, so it was easy for him to deal with a mere little ghost.
As soon as they entered the door, they found Xiaodie was already there, and sitting opposite her was Russell, who was also not a stranger.
This is our home.
brother in law!
But I am his cousin's husband.
My wife runs really fast...
Xu Xiaolin didn't think much about it. He pushed Ning Shusheng onto the chair and went into the house to beg the shopkeeper. Russell looked at Ning Shusheng curiously, his eyes becoming more and more strange.
His surname is Ning. He is a poor scholar. There is a mountain outside the small town. There is a ghost lady who has many beautiful female ghosts under her command.
hiss!
Why does it feel so familiar