The monkey¡¯s blood splashed all over his face, and A Cheng also collapsed on the ground.
Looking at the monkey whose chest had turned into briquettes, Ah Cheng let out a sigh of relief.
If the truth is told, I almost fell into trouble today.
If this monkey hadn¡¯t underestimated itself and chose to kill the escaping squirrels first and then deal with itself, he might have been buried in this bamboo forest.
"However, it's a false alarm, and there's nothing to be afraid of."
There is a saying that since entering the Sanqing Sect, there have been graves all over the world. Most of the real Maoshan Taoist priests have died on the way to subjugate demons.
Therefore, since Master came down the mountain after his death, A Cheng had already been mentally prepared.
??Alone, skinned and smelly, with nothing to worry about.
After taking a deep breath, A Cheng tied the bodies of the monkey and black-tailed squirrel with straw ropes and hung them on low-hanging bamboo poles. Each of them had an evil-suppressing charm stuffed into their mouths. Such evil spirits, especially for this highly virtuous monkey, would take seven or forty-nine days to get rid of all the evil spirits.
After finishing dealing with the two beast corpses, A Cheng picked up the young man who was covered in bruises from the cold and walked back.
The child is still alive, but after all this trouble, his health will not be very good within three to five years. If there is a slight disturbance, you will definitely get a headache and a cold. In particular, you cannot enter cemeteries, dense forests, and some inaccessible rivers, otherwise, you will definitely be targeted by those wandering ghosts.
When A Cheng returned to the mountain village through foot-deep snow, the whole village, men, women, old and young, were waiting eagerly in the auditorium and courtyard.
Someone was muttering just now, this little Taoist priest has been gone for such a long time and hasn¡¯t come back. Could it be that he slipped away on his own?
The village chief was quite knowledgeable and scolded, ¡°The little Taoist priest didn¡¯t take our money, and he didn¡¯t eat our food, so why did he sneak away?¡± It¡¯s snowing, we are strangers, and if someone can take care of our family¡¯s affairs, then we are burning incense.
Hearing this, someone else whispered, "Look at this little Taoist who is not very tall and only has a broken wooden sword in his hand. Do you think anything will happen if he encounters something dangerous or harmful?"
The village chief is quite worried about this. After all, the bad weather has increased the danger a lot.
However, when he thought of the way the little Taoist had found the problem with his eyes just now - the big tree hole with such a calm and calm look, he must have thought that this little Taoist must be very capable.
Just when the crowd started to get noisy from waiting, they saw the path leader coming back from outside the compound, carrying a child who had not been found in the village.
In an instant, the mountain village was filled with excitement, as if welcoming a great hero.
"What am I talking about? That's because Lu Zu is still alive." The village chief took the lead and shouted.
Ah Cheng¡¯s face was covered with plasma, and his body was covered with blood stains and animal hair, just like a savage. After traveling and fighting in the middle of the night, plus not eating for a day, as soon as I handed the person over to the village chief, my body suddenly became dizzy and I stumbled to sit on the ground.
"Whatwhat's wrong, Taoist priest?" The village chief was startled and thought he was injured.
A Cheng was a little embarrassed and whispered: "Is there anything to eat? Give me a bite, I I have been hungry all day, and I really have no energy."
"Yes, yes! You have helped us so much. Don't talk about food, you can get whatever you want!" The village chief turned around and ordered the villagers. Everyone didn't care that it was snowing in the middle of the night and got busy immediately. stand up.
Ah Cheng was helped into the main room, and snacks and dried fruits were served first.
That Zhang Sangen and a group of village women even killed chickens and geese.
A Cheng repeatedly said not to go to such trouble, just have one bite to eat. But he can't stand it anymore. He is now the hero of the whole village, and the reception must be grand.
After a while, the cold dishes came.
The village chief personally accompanied the wine.
Ah Cheng was indeed tired and hungry, so he couldn't bear to refuse and started gobbling up the food. 强牺 yanmoxuanxiaoshuo.com&# 32读牺At this time yanmoxuanxiaoshuo. c*om Zhang Si
The rice wine brewed in the mountains has a mellow taste, is comfortable to drink, and does not choke at all. However, it has a strong stamina. After a few bowls, Cheng's face turned red and his eyes became a little blurred.
After finishing the food and drinks, the children and women went back to sleep.
Only the village chief and a few older elders continued to eat with A Cheng.
After walking in the wilderness for a long time, sometimes he couldn't see anyone for a day or two. Therefore, A Cheng developed a big appetite. Basically, after one meal, he could last for three days.
Just when everyone was happy, when eating and drinking, A Yan looked up, and suddenly saw it.There was something vaguely moving on the wall behind the village chief.
At first glance, he thought he had drunk too much and his eyes were blurry, but when he rubbed his eyes, he realized that they were water stains.
That¡¯s right, it¡¯s like a continuous rainy day. The rainwater soaked into the cracks of the tiles and seeped out along the wall, leaving water marks on the wall.
But the key to the problem is how the water mark looks like the shape of a person. The key point is that the water marks are still moving, as if they are peeking at the people at the wine table. Even though I was staring at it, the water stain was still moving freely
You know, this is winter. Although it is located in western Hunan, it will not be as frozen as the north. But it won¡¯t be like in the summer when water stains cover the walls.
As a Taoist priest, his professional vigilance made him somewhat suspicious. Could it be that there is something evil?
¡°Is it because there were unclean things living in this auditorium originally, or was it because I failed to eradicate the squirrels and monkeys? Are some demon spirits following?
Just when A Cheng reached out to touch the talisman, a shout came from outside the door.
"Here you go, the best chicken stock!" Zhang Sangen opened the door curtain and walked in holding a big bowl.
I don¡¯t know what happened, but as soon as I entered the house, my foot suddenly slipped and I almost fell. The bowl on the tray also tilted, and half of the liquid inside splashed out.
"Zi Zi"
The liquid just splashed on the water stain on the wall, and the wall instantly made a very low sound. With a swish, the water stain disappeared.
Ah Cheng suddenly smelled a fishy smell, and then he saw that what Zhang Sangen was serving was a bowl of blood.
"Why are you so careless?" The village chief complained, "Please don't be offended, Taoist priest, these three sticks were not intentional."
Sangen also said awkwardly: "I was not careful, but why is there a puddle of water on the ground? It's still sticky. Who would just pour water at the door without looking"
Ah Cheng stood up and took a look. Sure enough, there was a pool of light yellow liquid on the ground, which was slightly sticky and glowing under the light. This liquid looks similar to the water stain on the wall just now
"Little Taoist Priest, please!" The village chief handed over half a bowl of blood. Zhida z.com Zhixiao
Ah Cheng was stunned and asked hurriedly: "Village Chief, what are you"
"Oh, you are from out of town and don't know our customs. This bowl of blood is the blood of the village's leading rooster. Here, every village has a phoenix rooster. It is a very precious breed. It is black all over. It's so fierce! Wasn't the meat stewed just now? When the chicken was killed, a bowl of blood was left. It was brought to the ancestors in the auditorium and offered to the ancestors for half an hour before it was brought to the table. This is the highest etiquette here. This fresh chicken blood is just for entertaining distinguished guests and benefactors like you." The village chief said seriously: "This stuff is good, hehe, it is a great yang tonic. When I was sixty, my seventh child was born"
Cheng has heard of the Fengcrow Chicken. It is said that this kind of chicken likes strong wind and sun. It often climbs high to look far away, and is used to control the house. The blood droplet that was accidentally splashed just now happened to fall on the wall. In other words, it was chicken blood that forced the water stain away
??Turn it over, that is to say, there is really something dirty in this auditorium