Xu Daoyuan's whisper made Xu Yan's heart sank.

"Master, do they really want to use live sacrifice?"

"I'm afraid that's the case...hehe."

"Isn't Tai Puritanism the leader of the righteous sect? How can we kill living people indiscriminately!"

"The leader of the righteous?" A trace of remembrance appeared in the old Taoist priest's eyes, and his eyes flashed, saying, "There are many decent sects in the country, but the title of the leader is just a single word. If we really talk about the leader of the great righteous sect, the Tai Puritan Church is still a bit short of it. And who has told you that a decent person will not kill innocent people in vain?"

Looking at the confusion in Xu Yan's eyes, the old Taoist chuckled and said, "The world is prosperous, everyone is for profit, crazy, crazy..."

Xu Yan could understand Xu Daoyuan's words, but he couldn't figure it out. He was furious for a trick-like mountain god. Do you really want to kill two living people?

Outside the courtyard wall, there was a noise.

Hearing the sound, Xu Yan ran out to see. He saw dozens of Taiqing Taoist priests hanging out in Chengyun Temple left Chengyun Temple. They were wearing Taoist robes and holding peach wood swords, driving a cart. While throwing holy water or talisman paper, they shouted, "The morality is connected to the mysterious and quiet, and the true and always guarding Taiqing." The momentum was very grand and vast, and the direction of moving forward was the square in the center of the town.

The auspicious time has come, and the grand ritual is about to begin.

The square of Linshan Town is surrounded by people. The news of the mountain god's furious spread more than storm. People in the small town who only know how to live at home are frightened. More than half of the crops were lost by locust plague last year. If they encounter a major disaster this year, it will be really dead.

Food is the most important thing for the people. The people in the town do not expect peace in the world or their descendants to become famous and establish thousands of people. Their hope is to eat enough.

The whispering people became quiet when the Taoist priests came. Soon, the square was swept away, and then they set up an altar to the side of the East Street. A strange lanai was built with dead branches of plants and trees. It is said to be called Tongtian Road, and I don’t know what it is for.

In the crowd, Xu Daoyuan, with the help of Xu Yan, also came close to him. In the distance, the figure of the old man from the Cheng family was listed, but the old man's face was as gloomy as water. In addition to his granddaughter Cheng Linwan, there were two servants following him.

After the altar in the square was built, the head scar-faced Taoist waved his whisk and said loudly: "My morality is clear and quiet, and I always keep the Taiqing. Linshan is about to conquer the great disaster. In order to protect the peace and stability of the country, we are willing to break into the mortal world, calm the anger of heaven, silence the public, and be compassionate."

As soon as the Scarface Taoist finished speaking, the two people behind him were raising the talisman paper with peach wood swords at the same time. The two talisman papers were burning spontaneously without fire. The sparks were swelling and awe-inspiring, and then they were used as fire to ignite three high incense sticks on the altar.

"The time has come!" The scar-faced Taoist shouted in vain: "For the god of Xishan, I will give up my wealth to ensure peace."

At this time, several Taoist priests pulled a cart and began to circle the square. Whenever they came to a commoner, they would say that they were angry with the god of Xishan, and that they would give up money to ensure safety. The meaning was clearly "If you are reluctant to give up money, you will suffer disaster this year."

The awe of the gods made the people take out their property. The poor families gritted their teeth and threw a string of copper coins into the car. The wealthy families dared not neglect them. Most of them were offered enough silver. Some of them were so poor that they couldn't get rid of the pot. They really had no money and even gave out broken bowls and rakes.

The cart took three turns, and high wealth fell from the empty board, but it was actually full of loads.

After scanning the money he received, the scar-faced Taoist whisk whisked again. The thirty-six Taoist priests behind him immediately sat cross-legged in a fixed direction, muttering words. From a distance, they looked solemn in Dharma and had a very extraordinary momentum. However, the progress that followed began to make people frighten.

"Please boy!"

With the scar-faced Taoist's repeated blow, two half-year-old children were pushed out from the crowd. The boy was less than ten years old and dressed in rags. He was actually a beggar in the town. The other girl was thin and her dress was obviously big. Her already yellow face had already turned pale and her eyes were full of fear.

"Little Flower!"

In the crowd, Xu Yan opened his mouth, Tiezhu and some half-aged children all exclaimed.

They all recognized the two children who were pushed to the square. The boy was a silly little beggar who had been living in Linshan Town from the surrounding mountain village, and the girl was the little flower who entered the mountain with them.

During the push, the little beggar was unconscious and only knew to keep his saliva and smiled foolishly. However, Xiaohua vaguely noticed her fate, so she started crying.

"Dad, mom! I don't be a boy, I want to go home, woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-

Xiaohua cried like this, and someone couldn't help but say, "I've sacrificed to the mountain god, and I'm afraid I can't live even if I have a baby boy or a girl. Xiaohua's girl is so sensible..."

"Shh! Sigh it down, my parents didn't say anything. You have annoyed the mountain god. Everyone in our town will starve to death!"

"That little beggar has been living here for several years. If it weren't for everyone's alms, he would have starved to death. It would be natural to stop the disaster for us now."

"I heard that Xiaohua was sold by her family and could not find her virginity. Zhang Dahu's family paid ten taels of silver."

"Her family is poor, and there are brothers and sisters above, so it's nothing to die..."

There were rumors, and finally, in Xu Yan's ears, it was like a ghost crying and howling. He had seen ghosts, demons, and even black and white impermanence, but for the first time in his life he saw something even more sinister.

People's hearts!

Xu Daoyuan's eyes gradually turned from the square to the side. Looking at his apprentice's increasingly gray face, the old Taoist priest smiled silently.

In recent years, except for Feishi Kung Fu and some medical principles, Xu Daoyuan has not taught Xu Yan too much. It’s not that he doesn’t know how to do it, but that he doesn’t want it. Now, at the end of his life, he should teach his apprentice the last one, which is what he finally realized through his whole life.

call!

On the east side of the square, a flame suddenly ignited. The strange lanai built by dead branches of plants and trees caught fire. It was actually ignited by a Taoist priest, and it was poured with tinder oil before.

Once the weird lanai burns, it looks like a passage of flames. The so-called road to heaven is the path to the flames of death.

As the flames gathered, Xiaohua's crying became louder. She struggled to escape, but was held by two tall Taoist men, unable to move, and staggered into the sea of ​​fire.

The task of a boy and a girl is to walk through the Tongtian Road to comfort the gods and comfort the anger of the mountain gods. But everyone knows that, let alone walking over, once they are pushed into the sea of ​​fire, the two children will be burned to death immediately!

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

In the crowd, the old man heard the old man's refusal tone. The old man of the Cheng family, who had been watching all this, finally spoke.

"Ignorance, quiet!" On the altar, the scar-faced Taoist looked dark and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

"Taiqing doctrine, morality is clear and quiet, and I always keep Taiqing. Where are your virtues and where are you guarding!" Cheng Yu's hair and beard were wide open, and his hands were trembling because of anger. He shouted angrily: "Why do I only see a group of wild beasts gnawing on people's flesh and blood, and eating people's muscles and bones!"

Faced with the old man's silence, the scar-faced Taoist's face became even heavier. He gave a slightly wink at the crowd. Immediately, a few foreigners with bad faces began to approach Cheng Yu. The Taiqing Sect who arrived in Linshan Town this time, only half of the people were placed in Chengyunguan, and the other half was mixed with the people, in order to deal with this sudden situation.

"My virtue is in my heart, guarding all directions." The scar-faced Taoist smiled faintly and said, "Old man, you only see boys crossing the road of heaven and suffering for them. How could you see that a few months later, locust plagues in Linshan Town were everywhere? After all, you have short-sighted eyes."

A generation of prime ministers was said to be short-sighted. Cheng Yu felt depressed and his body fell backward immediately. If it weren't for the servants' help, the old man would have fallen.

Since he can become the prime minister, the measure is definitely not like this. Cheng Yu was not angry, but someone suddenly rushed over from him just now, looking like a funeral watcher, but in fact, when the man was beside Cheng Yu, he secretly punched the old man in the heart.

"grandfather!"

Cheng Linwan was shocked and rushed to the front. Fortunately, although the old man was a scholar, he was not weak in his hands and his body was extremely tough. He was not seriously injured by a punch. Cheng Yu glanced at his granddaughter and stopped talking after being helped up by his servants.

With the old man's experience, he could see that many strange faces were surrounded by him, all of whom were big and round, and his arms were bulging. Cheng Yu was over 60 years old, so he was not afraid of death, but his granddaughter was right in front of him, and under such a situation, he was powerless.

He has not returned to Beijing yet, and he is still a commoner. This is also Cheng Yu's helplessness. If he resumes his official position, let alone these villains in front of him, even the Tai Puritan national teacher would have to give in to him.

The times create heroes, and the times can also trap heroes.
Chapter completed!