The Zhao family's dog started barking again.

The fierce heart like a lion, the cowardice of a rabbit, the cunning of a fox...

The fierce barking of dogs made people feel really upset.

At night, whenever you hear a dog barking, all the dogs will roar with great force.

The more dogs there are, the more fierce it is.

If you don't care, these guys will be in a position to test you as if they are in power.

It seems like I want to bite you two bites.

As soon as Zhang Baoren walked past the alley, he saw a few very low black shadows staring at him, shouting at him, and he would rush forward a few steps as he screamed.

He kept his steps towards this, just glaring at the big dogs coldly.

In an instant, the vicious dogs snorted, with their tails squatting, allowing Zhang Baoren to walk in front of him, and did not dare to be at all presumptuous.

"roll…"

He cursed and watched these evil dogs crawl into the high-walled courtyard from the dog hole next to him, and listened to the barking of a few more dogs coming from the wall.

He couldn't help but spit at the gate of the Zhao Mansion, "Bah, something that depends on human power."

After passing the Zhao family, after walking a few hundred meters, I felt a smell of burnt gray coming to my face. Even in this extremely dark night, I could vaguely see the broken walls that collapsed not far away.

The more you go, the more you smell the burnt ash, the more intense it becomes. There is also a faint fishy smell in the burnt ash smell, as if something unclean was burned, but it was not burned.

Zhang Baoren also slowed down a lot when he walked here. Finally, he stopped next to the wreckage as if he was tired and was about to rest for a while.

Under the locust tree in front of his neighbor's door, he looked cautiously at the only pile of broken walls burning in front of him, as if he wanted to find something from the pile of ash.

At this time, he looked cautious and cautious, like a cat about to explode, but he didn't look like he was domineering and strong when dealing with those evil dogs just now.

Just when Zhang Baoren was struggling in his heart, he suddenly...

An unknown cold wind came and passed through the locust tree, making a sound of whimpering like ghosts. The old locust tree also trembled, and the leaves chirped, as if a monster was passing through it.

The shadow of the locust tree under the moonlight covers it like a ghost nest.

Zhang Baoren looked down and saw that the shadows were stacked, as if there was something mysterious hidden in it.

The hair suddenly became cold and stood up, and he looked up and shouted in surprise, "Who!"

“Meow…”

A kitten was frightened and jumped down from the tree and ran into the house quickly.

The owner seemed to have heard something, and saw an oil lamp lit up in the house, and the fire shone a shadow in the window. A woman shouted anxiously, "Is it my son?"

His voice was hoarse, but full of hope.

Zhang Baoren sighed in his heart, then shouted to the room, "No... I am the Taoist priest opposite, I was released."

This is one of his neighbors, an old woman living alone. After her son disappeared inexplicably, it has become a little abnormal now.

His home, or Taoist temple, is here, just opposite the burned house.

And that pile of wreckage is Long Tao's home, the Long Tao that led to Zhang Baoren being arrested.

After the interruption just now, Zhang Baoren was not as scared as before, and cursed in a low voice, "Wuliang's mother is a Heavenly Lord... A crazy woman is fine here. Dao Ye, I have achieved great magical skills, and I am afraid of it as a monster."

Then he felt sure and quickly walked towards his Taoist temple.

…………

"squeak……"

As the wood rubbed, the door was slowly pushed open, and a majestic statue appeared in front of him. In the eyes of ordinary people, Zhang Baoren, who had lived here for several years, was not afraid at all, but he felt very relieved.

After coming in, I hurriedly closed the wooden door again and then pulled a few more door posts to hold it firmly, so I felt relieved.

Then he touched the darkness and lit the two oil lamps on the altar.

The candlelight grew from a little bit, and the small fire actually enveloped the entire Taoist temple in the light.

Zhang Baoren picked up one of the oil lamps and walked in from one side of the statue.

Passing through the back door is a small courtyard, and there is nothing else except an ancient well. There are two houses on both sides, one is a kitchen, and the rest is the bedroom where Zhang Baoren usually rests.

This small courtyard is Zhang Baoren's place of peace of mind.

He raised the candlelight and walked into the bedroom. He first searched in various hidden corners. When he found that his wealth was still there, he breathed a sigh of relief and put it back as it was.

Finally, the mat rolled up the bedding, held the lamp in one hand and clamped the bedding with the other hand, and spread it out in front of the statue of the god in the front hall. Although the temple is small, this bedding can still be placed.

Then he turned back to the kitchen, scooped a full scoop of cold water from the jar with a gourd ladle, and swallowed it in big mouthfuls.

I had been dripping water in prison and I was thirsty and hungry on the way back. I kept screaming, and I couldn't help it until now.

Now Zhang Baoren feels that he can eat a pig even if he gives him a pig.

A can of water poured into my stomach, drank half full, and then took out two cold and hard ice steamed buns. I put the steamed buns in my arms and got into the quilt in front of God and ate them slowly.

Zhang Baoren is going to sleep here tonight.

In fact, if he hadn't been through the torture in the cell and was so sleepy, he wouldn't have planned to go to bed at all.

Such a behavior is naturally because he has a "ghost" in his heart.

This starts with his arrest and jail.

Zhang Baoren was originally a time traveler. He traveled through this little Taoist priest a few years ago, and then he slowly dissolved into this world with the little knowledge and memory fragments inherited in his mind.

Fortunately, I was alone and rarely communicated with others on weekdays, and no one noticed it.

Since his time travel, Zhang Baoren has been honest, never being a demon or doing anything, and has only relied on the incense given by neighbors to live on.

Until that day...

After dinner that day, Zhang Baoren had just practiced for a round and was about to close the door, but found that there seemed to be a fire in Long Tao's house, so he hurried out to call someone to put out the fire.

But when I went out and saw that Long Tao's family was in a state of great condition without any burning fire.

Originally, Zhang Baoren thought it was an illusion, but unexpectedly, he had a nightmare that night. In the dream, Long Tao's house burned like the hallucinations he saw at that time.

Long Tao did not escape or scream, but instead lingered in the fire with a woman who couldn't see clearly.

I want to shout but I can't shout it out.

Finally, Long Tao turned into ashes in the fire, but the increasingly beautiful woman suddenly turned around and looked at Zhang Baoren.

Such a strange thing immediately woke him up.

What's even more strange is that after waking up, I found that Long Tao's home was indeed burned. Long Tao, a martial arts master, was burned to death at his home without any struggle.

The most important thing is that the burned wreckage is exactly the same as what I saw in my dreams.

Before he could calm down his fear, he was taken away by a group of yamen runners and captured as an important suspect in the murder of Long Tao.

In prison, Peng Yi suspected that he used demonic magic to harm others. Although he knew that he was not, what he suspected was not without reason.

You should know that Long Tao is not a so-called "martial arts master" who only knows a few moves. He is a real master.

Zhang Baoren saw with his own eyes that he broke a wooden stake that was thick with his thigh with one punch, and he was as usual.

If it weren't for your own support, I'd probably have been kowtowed to the master at that time.

But Long Tao died silently.

How could Zhang Baoren feel that he is not afraid?

This is also the reason for a series of actions he made after he came back.

To be honest, if he hadn't felt so hungry and thirsty after coming out of prison and was so sleepy that he could hardly bear it, he wouldn't want to run back tonight.

If you haven't tasted hunger, you really won't understand how uncomfortable that taste is. This is something that no fantasy can imagine.

The steamed buns were watery and barely filled their stomachs. After a burp, Zhang Baoren went from sleeping on his side to lying on his back, rubbing his stomach with one hand and his mouth with the other, looking at the roof with both eyes, as if he remembered the past.

I remembered the many delicious foods, comfortable life in my previous life, and the beauties I had only seen and heard of...

I feel full and full of thoughts!

"Immortal Heavenly Lord! I am a stern man, a man of seven feet in two lifetimes, and has mastered a complete set of superb craftsmanship and knowledge... but I have never used it..."

Zhang Baoren sighed while slowly moving his hand that was stroking his stomach toward his lower abdomen...

But suddenly thinking that this is in front of God, I couldn't help but turn my head to look at the statue. The light and dark candlelight reflected the clay sculpture mysteriously and majestic. The two eyes of the statue seemed to have ignited anger, looking at the shameless people in front of me.

Zhang Baoren was suddenly awakened like thunder in his heart, "Wuliang, I, the Heavenly Lord! How could I feel hot all over at this time? And now at this time, how could I think about these things? I am..."

While realizing something wrong, wisps of blue smoke that are invisible to ordinary people floated up from his head, condensed into a head with deep eye sockets, collapsed cheekbones, but meticulous.

After this head appeared, Zhang Baoren's perspective became two completely different places, one place seemed ordinary.

Another thing, from the eyes of the head of "Peng Yi", seemed that the world had changed. All the matter in the whole world was vague, and only the creatures full of desire could be clearly visible.

From this perspective, it can be clearly seen that at this moment, Zhang Baoren was wearing a big red dress, full of peach blossoms, moles on his lips, and charming and charming woman.

The woman kept grinding and chewing, but was barely resisted by the faint light on his body.

At the same time, light red smoke continued to emit from his body, and all of these light red smokes were absorbed and swallowed by somewhere under his feet.
To be continued...