In recent years, a religion has emerged in the secular world, called the religion of life and death.

"The world, life and death, death and death, see through the way of life and death, and then transcend the mortal womb of the flesh and ascend to the fairy world!"

This doctrine, like a fire in the grassland, instantly burns to the starry villages.

In the village, there are very few qualified immortal cultivators. But who doesn't want to ascend to the ethereal fairy realm? Who doesn't want to live forever?

The place where the Sect of Life and Death passes, like a spring breeze, is prosperous, blooming in the hearts of all people. Layers of temples rise from the ground in dilapidated huts. Incense curls like a stream meandering, permeating the countryside.

And these villages in Huaqun are no exception.

Everyone is like a mad demon, no matter how heavy the rain is pouring down, no matter how cold and snowy it is, they always kneel in front of the temple, worship sincerely, and worship the religion of life and death as a god.

Hua Qun stroked his beard and looked at this life and death sect, feeling very strange in his heart. If becoming an immortal is so simple, why bother with blood flowing in front of the gate of the immortal world every hundred years?

Since the rise of this Life and Death Sect, everyone also felt that they were on an equal footing with immortal cultivators, the status of Hua Qun's family had plummeted, and Gu Hai had returned to the existence of wild dogs in the eyes of people.

But for their family, their fame is nothing more than a flash, and they are still strolling in the green forest and laughing by the clear water as before.

Gu Hai sat on the bank of the stream, his back to the water reflecting the world, he poured into the moonlight, looking at the falling leaves in the autumn wind, holding a sword and dancing Hua Ke.

She is like a flying fairy in the sky, with a graceful posture, traveling under the starlight. The green yarn on her body, under the moonlit night, is like clouds and mist, and the leaves around her are like butterflies.

Just a gust of autumn wind blows, the remnants of flowers are flying all over the sky, and I am in a trance into the dream world, and before the hoarfrost arrives, I see snowflakes in the world.

Gu Hai suddenly realized that the petite girl now had long hair, bright eyes more like moonlight, and lips like red maple.

Hua Ke saw that Gu Hai couldn't take his eyes off him, stopped dancing the sword, walked away with a smile, and teased: "What, I'm moved by my sister?"

As Hua Ke's soft body approached, a girl's fragrance drifted to the ancient sea's snort.

Gu Hai was as immobile as a mountain, and his face was straight: "I'm two years older than you." ”

Hua Ke smacked his lips and said, "I don't know who it was back then, calling my sister in my mouth." ”

Gu Hai was a little speechless, and opened his mouth to refute, but he didn't know how to say it.

When Hua Ke saw his appearance, he couldn't hold back again, covered his mouth and laughed. But as soon as she laughed twice, the autumn wind blew, and she said in a low voice: "Xiaohai, do you know that the moon enters the blue sea and the flowers bloom?"

Gu Hai shook his head.

"Ancient books say that Xianlai Island is the end of the world, known as the end of the world, and when the moon sinks into the surrounding blue sea, it is the cape. There is a flower in the world called Luanhua. This flower only blooms once every ten years, and the time of flowering is only a quick glance. Therefore, legend has it that at the ends of the earth, if a man and a woman see this flower blooming at the same time, it is a heaven-sent marriage, and they can love each other for a lifetime. ”

After speaking, she pursed her eyebrows and peeked at Gu Hai.

And Gu Hai's eyes turned to the autumn water, and the wind seemed to blow his mouth open: "Na Ke'er, you have to find such a destined person." ”

Hua Ke's face was not pleasant, and his little finger pointed into the distance: "Look at the scenery over there, remove the flowers and branches, what is left?"

Gu Hai thought for a moment and wondered, "Wood?"

"Yes, it's wood!" Hua Ke glanced at him and said in a dissatisfied tone.

"What about the leftover wood?"

"Not how!"

"What if not?"

"No how!"

"Ke'er really grew up, the more she didn't understand how to speak. ”

"So it's wood. ”

"So what about the wood?"

"Oh, you're so annoying!"

......

In this night, only the sound of the wind, the sound of flowing water, and the words of boys and girls remained.

But such an ordinary day was finally broken by a nightmare.

In the temple, such as flowers and sunset, a touch of smearing on the bronze statue. This cold and ugly brass, with a worshipful face and a reverent posture, stood high above the high hall, and was worshiped by the people who were the Lord of all things, and ate wisps of holy incense.

Hua Tienong led hundreds of villagers to dance and hoe under the scorching sun, and did not ask about the harvest of farming, but they all knelt in the temple, their buttocks absurdly pouted high, and their five bodies lay on the ground religiously, and their posture seemed to be humble in the dust.

They didn't dare to shift even an inch of their bodies, for fear that they would be a little sluggish, anger the god of life and death, and no longer have a good chance to ascend to the immortal realm.

A master, dressed in a white cloud robe, holding a bluestone long sword, and an immortal crane standing on his shoulder, even lined his immortal wind bones, staring at the sound of deep scriptures singing.

He is a missionary of the Religion of Life and Death, Li Protector.

His eyes opened slightly, and the majesty of the fairy world immediately floated on his face, and the ethereal voice of the starry sky echoed in the temple: "Have you made an offering today?"

Offerings, every day believers need to donate money and goods to the god of life and death, the god of life and death will never abandon it, eternal blessing, the most pious, can ascend to the fairy world in advance.

As soon as these words came out, the people in this village who were stingy with their money were like a different person.

Someone with a stomach that had not eaten enough for three days gave a few copper coins to offer.

Some people who had no possessions took off their clothes and put them into the offering box.

Some people have even sold their houses, borrowed the home of their brother and sister-in-law, and generously donated a few ingots of silver.

Even in the process of dedication, several people fought because someone accidentally blocked the way and delayed the last silver tael of their own dedication.

Everyone is enthusiastic, like the tide of the sea, even the dam destroys the dam, and sees the city destroy the city, and nothing can stop it.

After they proudly threw into the offerings, they said in their hearts: "I am about to fly to the immortal realm!"

Seeing that everyone was so pious, Protector Li laughed at the "foolish people" in his heart, and then pretended to be ethereal and said: "Okay, okay, today's dedication is over." ”

When everyone heard this, their enthusiasm for giving their possessions to others was interrupted, and they were displeased.

Protector Li's next words aroused everyone's interest again, and he said, "Tonight, I will find a young girl and personally grant the doctrine of life and death. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, many young girls in the temple stood up, took the initiative to wave their arms, and threw away all the women who were reserved, like women in the red dust, and shouted: "I!

Even a woman was afraid that after falling behind, she took the initiative to pick up the incense platform and almost overturned the high platform.

That enthusiasm really surprised Protector Li, but the person who threw him into his arms was not his interest.

In the crowd, he chose the one who was still reserved, the daughter of Wang Laohan's family - Wang Fenghua.

After these women were defeated, they hung their heads, their faces seemed to be covered with autumn frost, jealous and ugly.

The wind of the night, like the evil ghosts of hell whistling in the world, the moonlight is white, the shadows of the trees are like a group of demons dancing, and the flowers and trees in this village seem to faintly tell people that the evil ghosts swim in the world.

In the house of Li Protector, the candles are faintly lit. He pretended to be a scripture book in his hand, and he taught the teachings while dancing with his hands.

As he spoke, his eyes like devils erupted like flames.

Li Protector's shadow under the lamp and candle, like a demon crawling out of hell, stretched out to Wang Fenghua with teeth and claws.

Wang Fenghua Ruojiaohua was blown by the wind and rain, her face was shocked, she wanted to escape quickly, but Li Protector was like a bronze arm and iron bones, she couldn't resist at all.

I had to shout in my mouth: "Come on, come on!"

She was petite, but her cries drifted in the wind. The night in the village was dead silent, and many people heard the cry for help.

But they were just like listening to Xing'er's cry for help back then, only listening to them in their ears, and they were sad and indignant that the world was desolate. Then it was none of my business, and the doors and windows were closed.

Wang Laohan also heard this small voice at home, and he couldn't tell who it was.

"Do you want to go out and have a look?" said his wife, who was sewing and mending her clothes by the lamp.

Wang Laohan only said: "Our daughter is in Li Protector, quite safe. Who is this shout, and what does it have to do with us?"

After speaking, he crossed Erlang's legs and smoked his cigarette pouch in a chic manner.

"My daughter is now taught by Li Protector, and our family is not far from ascending!"

He took a few puffs, and the happy smoke rings floated in the humble house one by one.

Li Protector was full of immortal energy, and he had disappeared without a trace, like the image of an evil ghost, which had been completely revealed.

Wang Fenghua's tears flowed down like a waterfall, this world was so big, but she only felt extremely helpless.

Outside, the sound of the wind was desolate and desolate, echoing in the village like a ghost's cry. The reflection of the candle flame in front of the window seemed to reflect the demons' minions.

On the second day, the faint sunlight shone on the earth, and the autumn frost still revealed a bone-chilling feeling. The weeping grass no longer contains life, and the remnants of flowers wither on Wang Fenghua's corpse.

Li Protector secretly hated yesterday in his heart, accidentally knocked her on the head, and accidentally beat her to death.

He still made a fairy appearance and stood indifferently in the center of the crowd.

Many villagers were curious and watched, and their indifferent faces showed sympathy.

"It's so pitiful, it was fine yesterday, why ......"

"That's it, that's it, there are so many girls like flowers!"

Words of pity, expressions of sympathy, like raging fire, one flame after another.

Li Protector couldn't help but hate in his heart: "If this girl's cry for help was taken care of yesterday, she would not have indulged in it again, and she would not have killed anyone!"

His seemingly desireless eyes implied a sense of resentment, as if every villager here was a murderer.

Before Wang Laohan arrived, a heart-rending cry sounded from afar. His whole body seemed to fly on Wang Fenghua, crying so much that he almost fainted.

His eyes seemed to have the intention of eating people's throat bones, and with scarlet eyes, he glared at Li Protector.

Li Protector only smiled, flashed the long sword in front of him, and waved his hand to announce loudly to everyone here: "Miss Wang Fenghua is too pious, the God of Life and Death has brought her into the fairy realm, and she is the first person in our village to ascend!"

After speaking, he seemed to hold Wang Laohan's hand excitedly, and kept saying, "Congratulations, congratulations!"

Wang Laohan was stunned, he still had doubts in his heart, and asked again: "She ascended to the immortal realm, why is her body still in the world?"

Li Protector explained: "How sacred is the fairy world, where can this stinky skin go? She is the soul ascending to the fairy world, and the body is left in the mortal world!"

After listening to this absurd explanation, Wang Laohan turned his anger into joy, danced with his hands, and shouted happily at his daughter's corpse: "Daughter, it's great, it's really good!"

Everyone applauded warmly and shouted loud blessings in front of Wang Laohan and Wang Fenghua's corpses.

In an instant, the great sorrow of life and death parting was as festive and lively as a happy event.

Just when everyone was celebrating, another voice came: "Blacksmith Li starved to death at home!"

With this sound, if the winter ice and snow extinguish the raging fire, everyone will be silent again.

Li Protector rolled his eyes, raised his long sword again, and shouted, "Congratulations! This is the second person in this village to ascend!"

When these words fell, everyone boiled again like the excitement of the Spring Festival.

Three days later, there were two funerals, and red happy words were posted in front of the doors.

After another day of offerings, Protector Li floated out an ethereal voice on the temple again: "Recently, the god of life and death gave me a dream and told me that he needed a place to be a boy by his side. ”

After he finished saying this, he touched his bluestone long sword, and said in his heart: "Recently, I need the soul of a boy to be cast in the sword, these fools, don't use it, don't use it in vain!"

And when they heard this, the man who had a boy in his house was silent. They knew in their hearts what Protector Li meant—to sacrifice his virginity, burn him alive, and sacrifice to the god of life and death.

Serving the god of life and death is naturally an urgent matter. But in today's affairs, it is better for someone to dedicate it, and you can also get the blessings of the gods of life and death from it.

Even if these people didn't discuss it in advance, they all thought of Hua Tienong's second grandson - Hua Baihate.

Everyone's first reaction is those who live better than themselves.

"The second grandson of the village chief's family is not married yet!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"This Life and Death Sect is the most devout of the village chief's family, and it is not wrong to leave this good opportunity to him!"

Your words, my words, everyone's suggestions one after another, seem to have pushed Hua Baihate into the sea of fire.

When Hua Tienong heard these vicious words, his face showed a panicked look, and he hurriedly said: "This is not good! I have always hoped that my two grandsons will live an ordinary life, and it doesn't matter if they become immortals or not." ”

The usually pious flower iron farmer seems to be no longer religious at the moment.

At this time, everyone smiled and kindly persuaded: "Oh, usually good things are given priority to the village chief's family, and now it is the same!"

"That's it!" Fan Dafu said in a loud voice: "It is a supreme honor to be able to serve the God of Life and Death, so don't shirk it to the village chief!"

"You, you ......" Hua Tienong only felt dizzy and stuffy, and there seemed to be a taste of blood in his mouth, as if a mouthful of blood was about to gush out.

"Everyone is kind, my Hua family is grateful, but it's a pity that my brother is no longer a virgin!" Hua Qianqiu grinned, and his voice seemed to come from the sky, suppressing everyone's voices.

His bright clothes, with his elegant appearance of holding a folding fan, entered the eyes of everyone.

As soon as his voice fell, Hua Tienong's eyes showed a sudden meaning, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, secretly praising this unobtrusive grandson, which was finally useful.

"Nonsense!" where can the villagers believe it, and said: "Hua Baihate usually writes poems and paintings at home, and has not had any dealings with any woman, nor has he married, how can he not be a virgin?"

Hua Qianqiu has come to this point, and there is a fake hatred on his face, pretending to want to say, but it is difficult to speak. Eventually, he clenched his fists and waved, as if he had made up his mind, and said, "Actually...... In fact...... This is my ugly family, my watery poplar wife, Ye Xing'er, seduces my brother when I am not at home, and hates it......"

When he said this, his eyes turned red, and he swallowed all kinds of bitter water in his chest: "However, this is a family ugly, and I have never dared to publicize it to the outside world......"

At this point, he slammed his long fist on the ground, pretending that he couldn't say it anymore.

"You fart!" the horse widow yelled in the crowd, as if she was going to eat people, and yelled at Hua Qianqiu: "My daughter is definitely not such a person, don't take advantage of her absence to smear her innocence!"

"Alright, alright, this is not the place for you to deal with family affairs!" Protector Li interrupted impatiently in the high hall.

The horse widow looked around, and the people in the village were discussing it privately, snickering secretly.

"Shut up, shut up for me, she's not such a person, she's not such a person!"

The temple was built in an unusually empty place, and the high voice of the horse widow, and the echo, sounded like thunder in everyone's ears.

But people didn't seem to hear it, they only remembered that they were willing to believe the words.

When the widow saw that everyone was like that, she only felt that her words were very small, and no one believed her explanation.

On her face and heart, if there is frost in her heart, her daughter's innocence is ruined!

The horse widow wanted to roar again, but Li Protector directly interrupted her, and said: "Since the person I just said is no longer a virgin, then elect another person!"

After he finished speaking, everyone thought that in addition to the village chief, Fan Dafu had the best life.

So someone said: "Fan Dafu's son Fan Zixuan, he went crazy a few years ago, and now he must be a virgin!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The words of everyone's recommendation resounded in this temple again. When they saw Fan Dafu's anxious expression, for some reason, a sense of joy rose in their hearts.

They seem to see people who are not doing as well as themselves, and they will feel joy in their hearts.

They seem to see people who are better than themselves, and when they encounter something unsatisfactory, their hearts will also rise with joy.

Fan Dafu was originally immersed in the scandal of the village chief's family, but when such a recommendation came out, he shouted: "No, no! I owe my son a lot, and I must not let him suffer this crime again!"

As soon as he resisted, Hua Qianqiu said in a loud voice: "Didn't you say just now that it is a supreme honor to be able to serve the God of Life and Death!

This sentence blocked Fan Dafu to death.

The rest of the villagers seized the opportunity and attacked them with words. With every word, they vowed to beat Fan Dafu to the point where they had no power to resist.

Not only can they get joy in their hearts, but now they must be a great achievement in finding a virgin for the god of life and death, and it is only a matter of time before they ascend to the immortal realm.

Eventually, someone said, "O great blessing, your son's mind is no longer normal, and he is left in the world, but you and he are suffering." Why don't you just sacrifice him to the god of life and death, which is a great merit and you can be liberated from it, isn't that the best of both worlds?"

This person's words invaded Fan Dafu's heart inch by inch. He was shaken, his heart moved.

He no longer resisted, step by step, with numb eyes in his eyes, leading everyone towards his house.

He seemed to have a lead-heavy arm, and he opened the door, opened the door to the room.

I saw that Fan Zi's hair was scattered and unkempt on his head, his eyes were as fierce as a ghost, his teeth were bared, he grinned, he looked like a ghost's nails, and with his hands and feet tied by ropes, he struggled and danced in the air, giving people a deep sense of fear.

Many years have passed, Fanghua has been married for a long time, and he still said for a while: "I only marry Fanghua, I only marry Fanghua......"

After a while, he said, "I'm not wrong, I'm not wrong......"

Every time Fan Dafu saw him like this, he couldn't stop crying.

"Son, you're about to be freed, I'll send you to the fairy world!"

He said to Fan Zixuan.

But Fan Zizi's appearance, no one dared to untie him at all, let alone take him out of the house.

Li Protector stepped forward with his sword, and used the hilt of the sword to point Fan Zi's forehead, and he fell asleep and no longer tossed.

At this time, the villagers had the courage, loosened the rope, and walked towards the center of the village with Fan Zidu.

Fan Dafu sat directly on the ground, looking at those enthusiastic people, noisily taking his son away.

This time, he will not come back!

Even the crazy son, he will never see it again!

In his mind, Fan Zixuan's crying appearance when he first came to this world, his cute appearance when he just learned to walk, and the unforgettable appearance when he just learned to speak and call his father......

He's not coming back, really isn't coming back!

Suddenly, Fan Dafu's tears gushed out like a waterfall, and his chest cavity collapsed directly as if it had been broken by a flood.

He stood up like crazy, chased him out like crazy, and shouted like crazy: "Come back, give me back!"

But no one paid attention to him at all, and everyone carried Fan Zixuan, who was already asleep, to the open space in the center of the village.

Fan Dafu chased here, as if he was crazy, crying and roaring, while punching the people in front of him.

Seeing him like this, Protector Li flew and kicked him on the ground.

For the sake of everyone's ascension, someone must die here today, and the person who dies must not be his own family!

They picked up ropes one after another and tied Fan Dafu up.

"Stop, you animals, stop me! You are killing people, do you know how to kill people?"

Everyone let him scream, but he didn't hear it.

There was no obstacle for everyone, and everyone was actively doing things.

They selflessly contributed torches and oil, enthusiastically picked up firewood, and actively tied Fan Zixuan to the erected wooden frame.

It's all in place.

Protector Li opened his arms and shouted to the sky: "Please accept the gods of life and death with a smile on our mind!"

After speaking, he threw the torch into the pyre, and the flames, like a group of demons stretched out their evil claws, stretched out to Fan Zixuan.

Fan Zixuan was burned by this fire, and woke up from his sleep, his eyes twisted in pain, and he seemed to roar out his heart.

Fan Dafu saw all this in his eyes, and this shout was like a knife stuck in his body. His eyes were bloodshot and his head was bruised.

Although his hands and feet were tied, his body was full of strength in anxiety, and the man who had always been arrogant and domineering knelt humbly on the ground.

He kept kowtowing, and with each knock, blood stuck to the ground and pulled out long silk threads. Every time he knocked, he only felt his head spinning.

But he still kept kowtowing, kept begging for mercy, trembling and crying in pain: "I don't want to become an immortal, I don't want to become an immortal, please, please, let my child go!"

At this time, in the midst of the raging fire, Fan Zixuan yelled: "Father, it hurts!"

This sound, like a flying arrow, was directly inserted into Fan Dafu's heart.

He remembered that when Fan Zili was a child, every time he was in pain, he would stare at him with big eyes and tearful eyes and ask him for help: "Father, it hurts ......."

"Ah~~!!Ah~~!!"

Fan Dafu seemed to have accumulated nine lifetimes of pain in his heart, and shouted out in these two voices.

It seemed that everything was distorted in front of him, and he only had Fan Zixuan in his eyes at the moment.

Like when he was a child, he first shouted: "Don't be afraid, my father has come to save you!"

Then he wanted to run to save him as he had done before. But his body was tied, and no one untied him at all.

He could only let out a cry that shook his heart and begged for mercy, and he could only bang his head on the ground over and over again.

When he raised his head in despair, there were bloody tears in his eyes.

Everyone was indifferent, just laughing selfishly in the flames, in the miserable cry.

Fan Dafu understood, they were wearing human skins, but they were man-eating ghosts!

He no longer had extravagant hopes, he still shed a trickle of blood and tears, and shouted in a weak voice: "Don't be afraid, my father has come to save you!"

Fan Zixuan screamed in pain, still floating in the autumn wind.

"Father...... Pain...... Help me......"

Fan Dafu's clothes were all worn to shreds, but the speed was still too slow, and he actually used his tongue to prop up on the ground to increase his speed.

"Child, I'm coming, you're waiting for me to save you, kid!"

Fan Dafu finally squirmed under the pile of flames, but he could no longer hear his child's cry for help.

He looked up, and his child maintained a pained expression, like a dead wood blackened by lightning, his body twisted in pain, and he no longer moved in the flames.

He died, he was killed by the whole village.

Fan Dafu only smiled stupidly, and the whole person was paralyzed on the ground, next to the raging fire, as if he had lost his soul, and he no longer moved.

When the villagers saw this, there was no sorrow, no pity, but they all cheered happily, the god of life and death had received the acolyte, and they were one step closer to ascending!

Li Protector raised his sword, and a wisp of soul that was invisible to ordinary people was sucked into his sword. He only felt refreshed, and his cultivation was one step closer.

He looked at the foolish people in front of him, and a greedy thought rose in his heart.

"Now that the virgin god of life and death has laughed at it, if we sacrifice another woman, then we will definitely receive the blessings of the god of life and death, and fly to the immortal realm together!"

He shouted loudly in the crowd.

These villagers began to search in their minds again, who is more comfortable and proud than themselves?

"Hua Ke of the Hua family, she has not married yet, I think she is very suitable!"

This sound seemed to remind the whole village, they remembered that they had failed to tie up the ancient sea, and they must give his family a little color!

"Yes, yes, yes! Hua Ke in the neighboring village is still a virgin, Li Protector, let's take you to catch her!"

Everyone said a word from you, and I said a word, and they all became attentive.