Yes, this guardian deity is the dead old Yan. I was very puzzled. How could this dead ghost be a guardian deity? Although some people who have accumulated great merits during their lifetime will be promoted to gods after death, the chance is too small, 10,000 times smaller than the chance of winning the lottery. Besides, this old guy used Liu Lingnv to bribe the ghost messenger. With this kind of virtue, can he be a god? I don't believe it even if I kill you.
When Old Yan heard Shen Bing's cry, he didn't bother to look at the bed, but looked at us first, and was immediately stunned. Blinking his awesome ghost eyes, he hurriedly said to Zeng Laojin: "I have told you so many times, there is no need to invite those useless Yin-Yang masters. Since the Yin-Yang master is here, I don't need to come." As he said that, an angry look flashed across his face, and then disappeared.
Damn it, he was in such a hurry to slip away because he was ashamed to see us, and he even made up an excuse. How shameless.
“Master, I was wrong, please don’t be angry…” Zeng Laojin kowtowed and apologized humbly.
I sneered, stared at the shrine and said, "Old Yan, don't play tricks on me. Come out."
But the shrine was silent, and it was obvious that Old Yan was unwilling to come out. Zeng Laojin begged for a long time, but the shrine still did not move, so he stood up with a bitter face and said to us: "You guys go, I finally invited a very powerful guardian deity, please don't let him not come back because of you."
Professor Fan was a little embarrassed, so he said to me, "Let's go."
I thought to myself that I couldn't leave. Their guardian deity was just a dead ghost. How could he stop the snow demon? Although the dead snow demon came for Ding Wu, it would definitely not let Zeng Laojin's family go after being frustrated in their house.
I shook my head and smiled, "No need to leave, I am friends with this guardian deity."
After I said this, everyone looked at me in unison, some with surprise, some with doubt, and some with disbelief.
Shen Bing snorted coldly, stood up, put his hands on his waist and shouted: "Old Yan, are you coming out or not? If you don't, we will set fire to your doghouse!"
"Oh, my niece, you can't be disrespectful to the guardian deity..." Zeng Laojin was so scared that he immediately bowed to Shen Bing and begged.
I followed up by saying, "Even if I burn his kennel, he may not come out. I will chant a spell to force him out, and then let him have a taste of the soul-locking feeling."
This sentence really worked. Old Yan immediately showed up with a stern face, looking at us both sinisterly, and said unhappily, "I can't hide from you, what do you want?"
Mr. Zeng Jin and Professor Fan were both stunned. They didn’t expect that the guardian deity really knew us.
"Learn to bark like a dog with us, and all the past grudges will be wiped out." Shen Bing glared at him.
Oh my god, I almost fell down. This request is a bit excessive. Only Shen Bing can say it.
Old Yan's face became increasingly angry, and he shouted: "Don't go too far..."
"Bah, you are a human, you are a ghost!" Shen Bing interrupted him and cursed.
"you… "
When Zeng Laojin saw this, he bowed to both of us and said, "Please stop making trouble and leave."
Professor Fan also pulled me, meaning that Zeng Laojin should not be caught in the middle. I smiled and nodded, then stood up and said, "Old Yan, we were just joking with you. We have long forgotten the past grudges. If you still remember our friendship, let's sit down and have a couple of drinks. Otherwise, we'll leave. But it's very cold outside, and it's snowing heavily. You won't be so cruel as to let us go, right?"
After hearing this, Old Yan's anger immediately disappeared. He lowered his head and said, "No need to drink a couple of cups, but you can sit down and chat for a while."
When Zeng Laojin heard that the guardian deity wanted to chat with us, he grabbed my hand and said, "Don't leave. Sit down and talk with the great deity."
Shen Bing snorted, and seemed very unwilling to reconcile with Old Yan. I winked at her and asked everyone to sit down. Old Yan floated out of the shrine and sat opposite us. His expression was always so awesome.
I looked at his dark grey face and said with a smile: "You must have used some Guima cosmetics, right?"
Old Yan hung his head and said, "Well, without makeup, I look too scary."
I thought to myself, how could a ghost be a guardian god? The underworld should not allow such nonsense, right? Only ghost messengers with achievements can be given the title of "god", such as "night wandering god". So the old man must have a job in the underworld. So I smiled and said to him, "Are all the guardian gods in this area the same as you?"
"What's the same?" Old Yan asked with a frown.
"An underground worker." I didn't dare say I was a worker in the underworld, for fear of scaring this group of people.
Old Yan nodded helplessly: "Nothing can be hidden from your eyes."
I just asked casually, but he was actually fooled. I was extremely surprised. Why did he dare to have so many dead ghosts as the guardian gods of his family? Suddenly, I thought of something, so I asked him: "It must be related to the snow demon, right?"
Old Yan's eyes widened and he said in disbelief, "You can guess everything."
Shen Bing was stunned and asked, "How could you have any relationship with it? Are you in cahoots with it?"
Old Yan was about to speak when his face suddenly changed. He looked at me and said, "It's here. Old Qian was injured, and Tang Danian's wife was also possessed by an evil spirit!"
I was shocked. The "it" that Old Yan was talking about must be the dead snow demon. It was normal for this dead thing to come back because Ding Wu was here. But I didn't expect that Old Qian was also here. I guess he was someone else's guardian deity just like him. This made me think that they were playing a big chess game, but the game was full of layers of fog.
"You and Shen Bing protect everyone here, I'll go deal with it." I didn't dare to specifically mention the Second King of Hell, for fear that the old man would see that Ding Wu was possessed in her body.
Old Yan still believed in my ability, nodded and said, "Don't worry, go ahead, Old Qian will help you when the time comes."
Shen Bing was unhappy: "I don't want to stay with him. Let him, the guardian god of the family, protect the family by himself."
I put my lips close to her ear and whispered, "You have to take good care of Xiaowu."
Only then did she understand my intention of asking her to stay. She said "Oh" and said nothing more.
Our conversation was like a conversation in heaven, leaving Professor Fan and his students, as well as Zeng Laojin and his wife, speechless. They didn't say a word until I left the room.
When I got to the yard, I took out the rush and chanted a spell to make it pop out. The rush immediately pulled me out of the door, and a gust of wind blew in my face, accompanied by a large amount of snow. Damn it, I was caught off guard and fell backwards, and the rush flew out of my hand.
Then the wind and snow stopped, I patted my butt and stood up, and saw the rush flying quickly southward in the night, probably chasing the dead snow monster. But suddenly a black shadow flashed across the sky, and with a "click" sound, the rush was knocked down into the snow, followed by the black shadow, which landed on the ground, picked up something and quickly disappeared into a house.
Damn, the rush has been taken away, what’s the point of playing next? It can only be that damn snow demon playing tricks on me!