As several villagers walked into the village together, Li Xiuyuan immediately sensed that something was wrong.

There was a strange smell in the village, and these people, who seemed to be doing things normally, walked lightly and walked with vain steps.

Guangliang's face was solemn, and he seemed to see that something was wrong.

"Master, look, these people are all normal during the day, and they go to the same place together at night. ”

"Where are they going?" Li Xiuyuan frowned.

The man replied, "It was to a ruined temple, and a few of us followed them, and they didn't come closer, they seemed to be unconscious." ”

There was a sound in his ears, Li Xiuyuan turned around and saw an old man on the right mending the pot.

He straightened up his tattered monk's robes and walked over slowly.

"Uncle, how is your pot mending business?" Li Xiuyuan smiled.

However, as if he didn't see him, the old man mechanically repeated what he was doing, knocking the iron pot 'clang'.

Seeing this scene, Li Xiuyuan frowned slightly, and had a guess in his heart.

"Master, how's it going?" asked one.

Guangliang was also very curious, "Daoji, have you found anything?"

Li Xiuyuan chuckled, "Senior brother, have you found out, I should ask you, you are my senior brother." ”

"Ahem, this is Senior Brother testing you to see if you have learned. Guangliang put his hands behind his back, looking like a master.

"Oh~ Senior brother turned out to be for my good, so I'll say it?" Li Xiuyuan had a serious expression.

"Tell me what I found. ”

"Actually, I found out ......" Li Xiuyuan deliberately dragged his voice along, "I'll know at night." ”

After saying this, Li Xiuyuan untied the wine jug from his waist, took a few sips, shook the rotten pu fan, twisted his waist pole, and walked forward.

Guangliang held his breath and glared at Li Xiuyuan's back viciously, "Stinky Daoji!"

The villagers on the side were slightly embarrassed and pulled Guangliang's sleeves.

"That, master, is your junior brother reliable or unreliable?"

Hearing this, the vicious expression on Guangliang's face immediately converged.

A sweet smile bloomed on the face of a pile of fat meat.

"Don't worry, with Zen Master Guangliang here, everything is not a problem, rest assured. Guangliang looked stunned.

Look, what is a high monk, if he is like this, he is called a high monk.

Dao Ji's appearance, at first glance, he has no ability.

It seems that at that time, those problems will only be pressed on him, the supervisor of Lingyin Temple.

Hey, it's all because I'm too good, otherwise how can I become a superintendent?

"Then thank you, Master. "The villagers don't know much about these things, and they are very grateful.

Li Xiuyuan's ears are very sensitive, and he can hear the conversation between Guangliang and the villagers.

But for him, there is nothing to care about.

Guangliang is not bad, at most he is a bit of a villain, and he can't be considered a bad person, so he just makes a joke to tease him.

As the sky gradually darkened, Li Xiuyuan sat by the plane tree at the entrance of the village, with Guangliang and a few villagers behind him.

"Daoji, what the hell are we doing here, feeding the insects?" Guangliang has a lot of meat, and mosquitoes are biting him at this time.

Not to mention, Guangliang's body is still very beneficial, anyway, the insects only bit him, and even the villagers didn't bite him.

As a monk, you can't kill, Guangliang grew up in Lingyin Temple since he was a child, so he naturally knows this truth.

So I had to wander around in the same place, and as soon as I stopped, the mosquitoes came.

Li Xiuyuan took a sip of wine, leaned against the plane tree, and looked at Guangliang lazily.

"Senior brother, the Buddha still cuts meat to feed the eagle, and you sacrifice a little blood to save the mosquito's life, which is a merit. ”

Guangliang heard Li Xiuyuan say this, and it seemed to be a little right, but he felt that something was not right.

He was about to say something, but saw Li Xiuyuan suddenly stand up and stare at the inside of the village with burning eyes.

"What's wrong with you, Daoji. Guang Liang followed Li Xiuyuan's gaze, his eyes widened, and he almost screamed.

Fortunately, Li Xiuyuan quickly covered Guangliang's mouth and signaled to him not to speak.

Guang nodded brightly, and Li Xiuyuan let go of him.

At this time, several villagers also looked ugly, looking at Li Xiuyuan and Guangliang for help.

I saw a black mist emerging over the entire village, and each villager looked numb, lined up in a neat line, and walked out of the village in unison.

When the villagers gradually left a distance, Li Xiuyuan spoke.

"Let's stay, I'll go with them, and by the way, we'll see who did it. ”

The meaning of Li Xiuyuan's words is obvious, he plans to follow the villagers by himself, so that it is convenient for him to act alone.

A few village names did not refuse, and they themselves were so afraid that they didn't want to go with them at all.

If it weren't for their own family in it, they would have wanted to go as far as they wanted.

However, Guangliang dragged Li Xiuyuan and wanted to go with him.

Guangliang's idea is very simple, if he saves people, he will also get a lot of benefits, whether it is fate or credit.

In desperation, Li Xiuyuan had no choice but to take Guangliang with him.

The two of them followed behind the group of villagers, a relatively far away, so that they would not be lost or discovered.

The group of villagers walked for a while before they stopped, and in front of them was a mountain temple.

Li Xiuyuan's eyes looked at this mountain temple, and his brows immediately tightened.

The entire temple was shrouded in black air, and the villagers began to feel wrong.

The villagers scattered in all directions, forming several rows of standing, and then knelt in the temple and kept kowtowing.

A faint white aura constantly emerged from the villagers' bodies and floated towards the stone statues of the mountain gods.

Wrapped in these breaths, the stone statue of the mountain god glowed with white light all over its body.

Li Xiuyuan's face changed slightly, and he had some memories of the Dragon Descending Arhat Yuan Shen, and he naturally knew that this white breath was the power of human faith, and it was also accompanied by the essence of people.

No wonder the villagers are so depressed, it turns out that the essence has been sucked away.

If it continues like this, in less than three days, these people will surely die.

It's just that Li Xiuyuan hasn't taken action yet, and he's still watching, and he wants to find that key talent.

As for the power of faith that the villagers were collected, there is still spirit, so there is no hurry.

As much as this statue swallows, it will have to pay back when the time comes!

While looking closely, the Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds sounded a system prompt.

system, "Selective quest to rescue the villagers in the mountain temple." ”

When Li Xiuyuan saw it, he suddenly became more motivated.

Originally, it was not a task to save people, it was a task, and you could start a live broadcast to earn worship values and brush points for things.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind the stone statue of the mountain temple.

"Let go of me, what are you going to do, help, help!"

Another female voice rang out, "Let you go, dream!"