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Ye Fan quickly clicked on the property panel to check it.
Host: Ye Fan
Age: 18
Dao Xing: 131 years
Taoism: tenth-level Sky Thunder Curse (+), first-level Stellar Lightning Step (+), first-level Water Avoidance Curse (+), first-level Tranquility Curse (+), ninth-level Golden Light Curse (+) [+]
Power: 200
Defense: 200
Mana: 2020
Dao Body: None (+)
Merit value: 10
Taoism points: 334 points
Companion spirits: Liu Rumeng (S), Bai Suzhen (S)
Sure enough, there was an extra strength and defense.
At the same time, Ye Fan felt the power in his body skyrocket.
He aimed at the millstone beside him, wanting to test whether his strength had really increased.
The grinding discs in rural areas generally weigh at least 100 catties.
Ordinary people like Ye Fan, who basically haven't exercised their physical strength much, can't lift it up.
However, Ye Fan had a strong premonition that he would definitely be able to lift this millstone in his current self.
I saw his legs slightly bent, clasping both sides of the millstone with both hands, concentrating all the strength of his body, gritting his teeth and pushing it up forcefully.
The millstone rose at the sound, and he lifted it up easily.
In the end, because he used too much force, he directly threw the millstone into the air.
"Oh!"
The millstone fell directly on top of the other half, and the two millstones collided and shattered instantly.
"Fuck!"
Ye Fan quickly found a place to hide.
After a while, a villager came trotting all the way.
When he found that his millstone was broken, he immediately cursed, "Which damn bastard broke my millstone?"
"I rely on"
Ye Fan hid on the other side, chanting crazily in his heart: "Rebound! Rebound! Rebound!..."
……
time flies.
It was almost nine o'clock at night.
Because the agreed time is tonight at midnight to worship and get married, so it's time to set off.
Wang Xiyuan, who was dressed in red and covered her head with a red scarf, walked slowly into the sedan chair with the help of a matchmaker.
Following the village chief's voice, "get up the sedan chair!"
The crowd lit firecrackers, started beating gongs and drums, and followed the sedan chair to Wutong Mountain.
The villagers who failed to choose to go to Wutong Mountain were all downcast, as if their mood had fallen to the bottom of the valley all at once.
Ye Fan said goodbye to everyone: "Thank you laymen for your hospitality today, we have to hurry on the trail, so I won't bother you!"
How could everyone be polite to Ye Fan now? After a few casual sentences, they went back sad.
However, among the crowd, there was a handsome man who was looking at Ye Fan's leaving back with disdain.
"Hmph! Little Taoist priest, do you still want to fight with me? After I enjoy the perfect man, I will send you to see the King of Hades!"
"Heck, heck!" A sharp voice came from the handsome man's throat.
If someone heard this, they would probably get goosebumps all over their bodies.
……
Chapter 16 Lustful Ghost!
After Ye Fan left the village, he closely followed the procession.
In order not to be discovered, he deliberately walked the side path.
At about 10:30 in the evening, everyone finally carried the sedan chair to Wutong Mountain.
There are no ruined temples that catch everyone's eyes.
This is obviously a magnificent palace!
I saw that the palace was brightly lit, and there were two big red lanterns hanging at the door, with two big "囍" characters written on them.
Although everything seemed to be full of joy, there was an inexplicable sense of fear in everyone's heart for some reason.
The lights in the palace are basically decorated with red, and the whole palace looks red, with an indescribably weird feeling.
Because there was no one to greet them, and everyone dared not go in, they could only wait outside.
Waited until eleven o'clock, the agreed time.
A group of maids in ancient clothes suddenly appeared in the palace, carrying red lanterns, and walked towards the crowd.
Each of these maids is beautiful and beautiful.
The villagers who originally came to send off their marriages instantly forgot what they were here for.
He fixed his eyes on the maids, afraid that if he blinked, they would disappear from his eyes.
At this time, a maid who looked like the leader walked slowly to the village chief, folded her hands, placed them on the left abdomen, bowed slightly and saluted: