Southeast of Shenzhou, Yunhai Country. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the border of the sea of clouds, near the sea, there is a small town named Qingyang.

Qingyang Town is not big, and there are hundreds of families living in the town. They are all Murong clans, who have lived by fishing for generations, and in recent years, the world has been peaceful, and the lives of the people in the town are also prosperous.

On this day, the sky was clear and cloudless. Qingyang Town is a lively scene. The end of the year is approaching, and every household is full of lights. The ancestral hall of the clan is even more crowded with busy people, but they are preparing to worship their ancestors. In order to tell the ancestors to bless you, a good harvest in one year, and look forward to the same in the coming year.

But these are all adult things. Half-grown children, where do they care about this, being able to eat and dress warmly is a happy thing. A group of big children shouted and drank, took the firecrackers they had picked up, and set them off everywhere, so it was not lively, and some naughty boys lit the firecrackers and threw them at the feet of the little girl. A timid girl was so frightened that she cried and ran to complain to her father.

"Stop the little fish, if the adults in the ancestral hall know that we scared the little fish into crying, we have to bloom in the butt." Anxiously cheered, it was one of the ten-year-old boys who called out, with long eyebrows and clear eyes, leading a group of little children to chase the frightened crying girl called Xiaoyu. Before long, a group of children caught up with the crying fish. The slightly older boy stopped Xiaoyu, took out a candy from his arms with a trick, stretched it out in front of Xiaoyu, and said, "Sister Xiaoyu, if you don't cry, I'll give you this candy." ”

Xiao Yu saw the candy in the hand of the beautiful boy, his big tearful eyes blinked, and asked, "Brother Jiayang, do you really give it to me?" ”

The beautiful boy who was called Brother Jiayang by Xiaoyu said affirmatively: "As long as you don't cry, I'll give you candy." When Xiao Yu heard this, he took the candy and smiled, with tears on his face, not at all like he was crying and complaining to his father and mother just now. It seems that candy is as attractive as ever for children.

Seeing this, Jiayang breathed a sigh of relief, if his father knew that he was bullying the little girl, he would definitely be beaten up. But as soon as he settled down, a little boy next to him suddenly cried, shouting that he wanted to eat candy, and this cry, several other little ones also cried, crying one after another, so lively.

This cry, the adults passing by looked here. When Jiayang saw it, he was anxious, this one couldn't cry, and this group was crying. Suddenly in a hurry, he hurriedly took out a lot of candy from his arms, and those little ones stopped crying immediately when they saw the candy. The appearance of a happy smile with tears on his face made everyone who came to see it laugh.

At this moment, a purple light fell from the sky and landed in the direction of the ancestral hall. Suddenly, there was an exclamation, and a group of half-grown children, under the leadership of Jiayang, ran towards the ancestral hall. Those in the town who saw the purple light falling rushed towards the ancestral hall, and some old people kept saying that the purple qi came from the east and the sky was auspicious, but they didn't know that a catastrophe was coming.

By the time Jiayang led a group of children to the ancestral hall, the huge ancestral hall was silent. It was a Shura-like, and the original movements that the people who were originally busy still maintained turned into dried corpses, and when the wind blew, they turned into powder. A group of children, seeing this situation, were so frightened that they cried. Jiayang was also stunned with fright, and saw a purple dragon swimming around in the ancestral hall. It was the evil dragon, the adults who came from the town, who were so frightened that they scattered and fled, but they were hit by the purple rays shot out by the evil dragon, and immediately turned into a dried corpse and fell into powder on the ground.

Zimang also hit Jiayang's body, but he didn't turn into a dry corpse like others. Looking at the partners who grew up together, looking at the familiar figures around them, and looking at the frightened eyes of Xiaoyu, they all turned into dried corpses, and the wind blew and fell into powder. In an instant, his head was empty, and only a drop of tears fell to the ground, shattered to pieces.

The evil dragon saw that Jiayang was hit by the purple light, but he was still unharmed, so he rushed over and rushed into Jiayang's body. For a while, Jiayang's body was full of light, and a dragon-shaped light and shadow were scurrying around, but there seemed to be an invisible membrane blocking it, and it couldn't come out no matter what.

Jiayang was also uncomfortable at this time, as if he was about to be torn apart, the pain from his soul, the unbearable howl, and the terrible heart-wrenching. People from the town came one after another, as well as Jiayang's father and mother. Later people looked at the empty ancestral hall and did not know what was happening. Just looking at the screaming Jiayang, his father and mother hugged him distressedly and comforted him. But it's useless, at this time, Jiayang just wants to be able to pass out, so he can't feel this pain, and even die. But seeing that my father and mother are still here, there are so many familiar people here. Thinking that the terrifying monster was still in his body, Jiayang wanted to remind his father and mother to run away with everyone. It's just that the screams of pain are mixed with the shouts of my father and mother, and I can't say a complete sentence, which makes people even more worried.

The evil dragon in Jiayang's body seemed to understand that if he couldn't get out no matter what, he wouldn't be running around. After this stop, Jiayang lost the tearing pain, his mind was a little calm, but a burst of sleepiness came up. Lifting his spirits, he opened his mouth and said to his father and mother who were holding him: "Father, run away with everyone, there is a monster in my body, and the people in the ancestral hall are dead, run." With that, he fainted.

Everyone heard what Jiayang said, looked at the empty ancestral hall, and some people began to retreat, but it was too late at this time. Jiayang's body emitted a purple glow, expanding and enveloping the entire Qingyang Town, and the people and animals who were covered felt a powerful attraction, pulling the qi and blood in their bodies. The next moment, all living objects flew out of the surface of fine blood beads, flying towards Jiayang, and after a few breaths, Jiayang was wrapped in a layer of blood and turned into a bloody man. The people around looked at Jiayang in horror, struggling desperately, trying to escape, but in vain, they couldn't escape. After the effort of the tea, there was no living thing, Jiayang's father and mother hugged him, but they did not struggle, looking at Jiayang, there was pain on his face, and there was a look of reluctance, but he was quickly sucked dry of qi and blood and turned into a dry corpse.

In just a short period of time, a small town of thousands of people, without a single living thing, has become a dry corpse, hideous appearance. The quiet is terrible, like a dormant beast, choosing people to devour.

At this time, countless rays of light broke through the sky in the distance, and in the blink of an eye, it reached the top of Qingyang Town. A group of people are dressed in different ways, some are Taoist, Buddha and some are vulgar, but one thing in common is that they are disheveled, their clothes are tattered, and they are stained with mottled blood, and they look like they were after the war.

As soon as everyone arrived, they immediately noticed the strangeness of the town, and they didn't feel a trace of anger. Only a half-grown boy at the entrance of an ancestral hall is still alive, lying in the arms of two dried corpses, it is Jiayang.

Everyone suppressed the sword light and walked towards Jiayang, as soon as Fang approached, the qi and blood in his body tumbled, and he was about to break out. At that moment, there was a thin old Taoist who sacrificed a flying sword and stabbed at Jiayang. If it hits, it will be in a different place immediately, and his life will not be guaranteed.

At the critical moment, he was stopped by a Taoist who was the master of Liuyun Temple, Mingjue Zhenren. It's just that his hair is messy, his face is haggard, and his Taoist robe is broken, which is unrecognizable, which is very different from the appearance of the fairy wind and bones in the past, and the appearance of the wind and clouds is light, and he must have experienced many wars.

The thin old man saw that the flying sword was stopped by Mingjue Zhenren, and shouted angrily: "Mingjue Lao'er, what are you doing to stop me from flying the sword, now that the demon is here, don't kill it quickly, could it be that you want to do it with me." I am not afraid of you? ”

Seeing this, Mingjue Zhenren smiled slightly, and said: "In my early years, I knew that you had such a hot temper, and you have practiced for many years, but you have not collected it. Now I am holding you back, because I don't want you to commit murder. ”

When Wu Qi Lao Dao heard this, he snorted and said, "Kill, the current situation is not clear, killing this child can force out the evil dragon and seal this evil thing again." ”

When Mingjue Zhenren heard this, his brows furrowed, and he said: "You and I are both people in the righteous path, how can we kill people at will, even if it is the one who does evil, there is a reason to kill before we can make a move, and now this child is just sent by the evil dragon, how can he kill at will." ”

"It's just a secular child, like an ant in our eyes, and the evil dragon is in his body, if he doesn't kill it, how to force out the evil dragon, how can he seal it, isn't it disregarding the common people in the world." As soon as the Wuqi Daoist finished speaking, many monks agreed, and ordinary people were indeed like ants in their eyes. There are also many people who are quiet, neither supporting nor opposing, they have been cultivating for a long time, and the city government is very deep.

"Hundreds of years ago, you and I were the same, like ants, but we had been created and learned the Tao, otherwise we would have turned into loess long ago. Now, if you regard this child as an ant, kill it at will, and ignore it alone, how can you care about the people in the world, and what is the difference between it and the people in the Demon Sect. And the last time the evil dragon was sealed, five thousand years later, it still broke the seal, causing the lives to be destroyed. Now that it is sealed again, it will continue to be the same in the future. Therefore, this time the evil dragon can not only be sealed, but also think of saving the child's life and killing the evil dragon to prevent future troubles. "Mingjue Zhenren said, and many monks agreed, and it was divided into three kinds, one was in favor of killing the child to seal the evil dragon, and the other was in favor of leaving the child's life, and came up with a perfect plan to get rid of the evil dragon in order to prevent future troubles. The third is neutral.

For a time, the scene was quite chaotic and arguing. At this time, Jiayang woke up. When I opened my eyes and looked at my father, I seemed to be vaguely visible, the voice of the past, and the loving smile. Tears poured out, crying bitterly, screaming, and the calls of my father and mother were endless, looking forward to the dead to wake up. When I was young, the family had no worries about food and clothing, but overnight, in front of me, yin and yang were forever separated, how could people not be sad, and even the many high-ranking monks looked at it very unbearable.

Jiayang cried bitterly for a moment, and then lost his voice, but fainted again. At this time, a monk with a charitable eyebrow and a big bowl in his hand chanted a Buddha name, saying: "People in Buddhism, with compassion as the heart, this little benefactor, suffered misery, but suffered a disaster, I think it is also a sin created by us, if we can catch the evil dragon in time, it will not let it escape all the way, and it will harm countless living beings." There are no relatives and Taoist friends, I think it is according to what Mingjue Taoist friends say. ”

After the old monk finished speaking, the old Taoist continued: "The holy monk of the Brahma Temple is serious, the matter of the evil dragon, we have indeed tried our best, but the evil dragon is strong, which has caused many innocent people to suffer. However, since the holy monk of the Brahma Temple spoke, then do what Mingjue Lao'er said, but when the time comes, I can't think of a way, so I don't blame me for being ruthless. As soon as he spoke, the old monk agreed, and the rest of the people agreed to see that the old monk who took the lead agreed, and the holy monk of the Sanskrit Temple opened his mouth, so he was not opposed.

Mingjue Zhenren also agreed with his own approach when he saw that he had no relatives, but it was caused by the holy monk of the Brahma temple opening his mouth to intercede, and said: "Thank you for the help of the holy monk of the Brahmansha, I thanked the holy monk on behalf of the poor child." ”

When the holy monk heard this, his face was slightly ashamed, he was just upholding a neutral attitude before, and said: "I'm really ashamed, people in Buddhism should be compassionate, saving people and dangers, but I am not as good as Taoist friends." After the holy monk of the Buddhist temple finished speaking, Mingjue Zhenren said a few polite words, and then stopped speaking.

Then Mingjue Zhenren took out a talisman seal from his arms and pasted it on Jiayang's body, and the traction force on qi and blood suddenly disappeared, and then hugged Jiayang. Then he said: "Fellow Daoists, this time to encircle and suppress the evil dragon, the war continues, and the rush is several months, it is better to move to the clouds to rest and recuperate, and discuss the method of killing the evil dragon." ”

At that moment, everyone agreed, and each sect drove the spaceship magic weapon and broke through the air.

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