Gou Becomes a Boss in the Fairy World

In the middle of the night, Wang Chen was making scarecrows.

Fold wood into bones, tie ropes into tendons, tie straws into human shapes, and finally insert bamboo poles for support.

For a former handicraft expert, it is not difficult to complete this work.

The scarecrow he made is definitely more delicate than the one made by the original owner.

Making scarecrows can also be regarded as the basic skill of Ling Zhifu. He uses several scarecrows every year and puts them in his spiritual fields during summer and winter harvests to drive away birds that steal rice ears.

The effect is very effective.

In the folk, Caotouxian, Huang Daxian and Panliangxian are collectively called the Three Immortals of Baojia.

Among them, the grass head fairy is the scarecrow.

After the binding was completed, Wang Chen took out a dagger and cut his middle finger, and smeared blood on the scarecrow's forehead.

At the same time, silently recite the mantra: "The sky is lingling, the earth is lingling, my Caotou will show up soon!"

The moment he finished chanting the incantation, he raised his hand and pasted an evil spirit talisman!

The blood-smearing spell is to endow the scarecrow with spirituality.

Stickers prevent it from being invaded by evil spirits.

Speaking of which, the evil spirit talisman in Wang Chen's hand was still a spoil from a lick bag.

He left home with the scarecrow and planted it in the spiritual field.

Wang Chen rented and planted only ten acres of land, which was enough to plant a scarecrow.

When Wang Chen returned to the field ridge, he suddenly felt that he was being followed by something.

He looked back, and saw the scarecrow standing alone not far away under the bright moonlight, and the surrounding rice was blown by the night wind and made a rustling sound.

Wang Chen stared at it for a moment, then went home to rest.

Almost overnight, countless scarecrows were planted in the spiritual field in Yunyang Lingdi area.

They are lonely and loyal guardians, standing on their posts against the scorching sun.

day after day.

Once the birds flying from the mountains approached, they immediately fled desperately like encountering a natural enemy.

Never dare to hit the rice ears again.

At sunset and dusk, a group of children ran along the country road.

They are all children from nearby farmers, chasing each other on homemade bamboo horses, and the sound of crisp laughter is scattered all the way.

"Oh!"

One of them, a three- or four-year-old fat boy, accidentally tripped over a lump of dirt on the ground.

Almost fell a dog chewing Xiang!

When he got up in a hurry, he saw a scarecrow standing by the roadside ridge.

This scarecrow is a bit special. The owner wove a straw hat for it and put on a shabby coat. It looks like a real person from a distance.

The fat boy looked interesting, so he didn't pick up the bamboo horses on the ground, and walked two steps to the scarecrow.

Standing on tiptoe, he stretched out his chubby, muddy hands.

I want to pick off the talisman paper pasted on the scarecrow's face.

Snapped!

At this moment, a palm suddenly came over and patted his hand heavily.

Under the pain of the fat baby, he burst into tears: "Wow~"

His hands were all red and swollen.

However, the assailant didn't show the slightest pity or guilt. Instead, he said viciously, "This is the Grass Head Immortal. If you uncover its talisman, it will come to you at night and eat your flesh and drink your blood!"

"elder sister…"

The fat boy was so frightened that he stopped crying, choked up and said, "I'm afraid."

"Now you know you're afraid?"

The little sister who beat him snorted and said, "I saved your life. From now on, you will have to give your sister the rice candy to repay her life-saving grace. Do you understand?"

The fat baby nodded obediently with a runny nose: "Understood."

"good."

The young lady took his hand and picked up the bamboo horse on the ground: "Let's go home."

The scarecrow by the ridge silently watched the siblings walk away.

When night fell, there was light rain in the sky.

Although the rain stopped soon, the dark clouds did not dissipate, blocking the moon and making the earth plunge into darkness.

Then the wind picked up.

The wind blew the rice and made a rustling noise, and it also blew the talisman paper stuck on the scarecrow's face.

Boom!

Suddenly a thunderbolt flashed across the sky, and the scarecrow was illuminated by the burst of light in an instant.

The shadow behind it twisted and fluctuated violently.

After a long time, the dark clouds in the night sky quietly receded, and the moon re-occupied the sky.

Stepping on the muddy path, Chen Si hurried to his home.

It is very late.

Usually at this time, Chen Si had already slept soundly at home.

But today, when he went shopping in Yunshan City, when he passed Liuchunfang, he stepped into the Qunfang Pavilion disobediently, and emptied the storage bag before getting out.

He went out of the city and didn't catch a carriage, and then he came back very late.

It also rained on the way.

The frail Chen Si almost caught a cold.

However, recalling the feelings of the female cultivators of the Hehuan Sect, Chen Si's heart is still hot at this moment.

The spirit flower under ten yuan is really worth it!

Chen Si felt that he had spent the first half of his life in vain.

Working hard like an old scalper, although he is a monk, he is not much different from an ordinary farmer.

The half-night lingering with the female cultivator of Hehuan is the real ascension to heaven and immortality!

Chen Si made up his mind, when Xia Shou earned the Lingshi, he would go to Qunfang Pavilion again.

The nuns of Hehuan Sect will not stay in Qunfang Pavilion for a long time. Once they miss it, it will be too late to regret!

"Oh!"

One didn't pay attention, his feet stumbled suddenly, and he fell forward to the ground.

Chen Si hurriedly jumped up.

Fortunately, it was dark and no one saw it, otherwise it would be a joke of the year if a monk at the fourth level of Qi training tripped over a stone.

As soon as he stood still, he saw a scarecrow in a hat standing a few steps away!

Chen Si was stunned for a moment.

How did the Scarecrow get into the middle of the road?

And this scarecrow didn't have an evil spirit sticker on its face?

Chen Si subconsciously felt something was wrong.

He took a step back and pressed his right hand on the storage bag at his waist.

Although the spirit stones in the bag had been emptied, there were still a few talismans in stock.

With a thought in mind, Chen Si took out an evil spirit talisman and held it in his hand.

However, before he could make a move, a gust of wind blew by, and the scarecrow in front of him disappeared in an instant.

The hairs all over Chen Si's body stood up suddenly.

Fear, breeding in his heart!

Looking around, Chen Si didn't see the scarecrow in the hat.

But he didn't intend to continue on the road ahead.

It's so wicked!

After licking his lips, Chen Si turned around abruptly, preparing to go back the same way and go back to a nearby friend's house to stay overnight.

But the moment he turned around, he saw the scarecrow again.

The opponent is right behind him!

Chen Si opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and opened his mouth to scream.

A straw rope pierced his mouth like lightning, and ran through the back of his head without stagnation.

Immediately afterwards, more straw ropes pierced Chen Si's body.

Wrap him tightly!

Bright red blood crawled along the grass rope.

At this time, Chen Si was not dead yet.

But he couldn't call for help, and he didn't have the slightest ability to resist.

He could only watch helplessly as his blood was sucked away by the scarecrow, and he immediately fell into the boundless darkness.

After a long time, a hand made of straw picked up the evil spirit talisman that fell on the ground.

Stick it on the forehead.

Then the scarecrow, which became more robust in shape, walked into the rice field step by step.

Stand still.

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