Most of the people who have walked the rivers and lakes all the year round have cultivated a diamond-like heart, and the five poisons are not light, and the ghosts and gods are not afraid.

Especially those of us who were once bloody on the battlefield, there is a deep murderous aura on our bodies, which is daunting.

Qin Chong has been with me for many years, and now his eyes are bloodshot every time he is angry, his hair stands up like silver needles, and the long knife has not yet been unsheathed, and his opponent is already frightened.

But what a warm boy he was before he went to Rome!

Although he has returned to the body of a businessman, his mood is not the same as before. We

Consciously a person who is deeply sinful, he is a little more jealous of the impermanence of cause and effect than ordinary people.

In Puli Wangcheng, I heard what Rong Ge said that the wicked had no chance to get close to Buzhou Mountain, and I still had a lot of worries in my heart, and Qin Chong, Sha Mihan, Liu Zhen'er and others seemed to be the same.

So when they heard that the caravan had crossed the most dangerous snow-capped mountains on the Green Ridge Ice Field, and there was only one day left to go to Buzhou Mountain, these old fellows cheered happily.

In fact, there are not many inherently wicked people in this world.

How heavy the evil qi is on the body, how deep the grievances and injustices you have experienced are.

Once by chance, life is back on the right path, and ten of them hope to wash away the sins on their bodies.

All the way with the Buzhou Divine Mountain, and now it has successfully passed through the danger.

According to the ancient legend that the Buddha of Buzhou Mountain gathers only those who are destined to live, the compassionate Buddha has forgiven our sins, which is really gratifying!

Uncle Su religiously lit the Buddha's incense, and Duo'er helped to arrange the offerings such as dried fruits, jade Buddha, bacon, and silk to worship the mountain.

Then everyone lined up and knelt on the ice field at the foot of the sacred mountain, thanking the Buddha for his mercy and praying for the protection of the gods.

At this time, the sound of a long song came from the depths of the ice field, which made me feel like I was in a different world.

Whose woman would sing in such a snowy wasteland? At the foot of this mountain of the gods?

Could it be the fairy sent by the Buddha and Bodhisattva to the mortal world? Or is it a witch who wanders the mountains and seduces her soul?

Everyone stood on the snow as if they were in a calm position, looking into the distance as the setting sun greeted.

Uncle Su and I were quite sober, and hurriedly beckoned everyone to take out bows and arrows and long knives in case of emergency.

"Big brother, Uncle Su! It's okay, it seems that the local natives are doing a funeral. ”

Duo'er knew a lot of Sanskrit in the north of Tianzhu Kingdom, and after listening attentively, she smiled at me with a long sigh of relief.

"This radius of a few hundred miles is full of snow-capped mountains and ice fields, how can there be any wild people! It's clearly a lonely ghost! ”

Uncle Su didn't dare to step on the horse's back carelessly, and solemnly took out the spirit talisman and the peachwood sword that he had obtained from the monk of Zanmo Temple from his skin.

"Uncle Su! This woman is clearly singing goodbye to her parents and clansmen, and she will sleep at the feet of the sacred mountain from now on! ”

Duo'er still wanted to argue, but it had already made everyone's frightened cold hairs stand on end.

Walking the rivers and lakes is not afraid of real swords and guns, but afraid of such ghosts and monsters that have disappeared.

"Miss: No

Say it again! In case a white-haired female demon comes out, see where you hide! ”

Qin Chong had already pulled out the Persian long knife on the side of the saddle, and the blade collided with the scabbard and let out a piercing cold roar, which instantly stimulated the murderous aura on everyone's body.

However, Duo'er couldn't help Qin Chong's scare, and the poor Le Ma came to my side to pray for the protection of my eldest brother.

Sha Mihan, Liu Zhen'er and the others all laughed and stepped forward and surrounded Duo'er in the middle.

The young and old guys in the team all regard Duo'er as their own sister, how can they let her suffer the slightest grievance.

"Young Master, Master Su, there is no Snow Mountain Banshee! They are the Kushan people of the Tuoli River Valley in Shannan, and they have come to worship the goddess of the gods! ”

Brother Rong Mu was very surprised to see that all the men in the caravan were suddenly facing a great enemy.

After understanding the reason, he couldn't help laughing and explained to everyone.

"Lao Rong! What is a Priestess? ”

Curious, he put the long knife back into its scabbard.

All the guys also relaxed their guards, took back their weapons, and gathered around Brother Rongmu to hear what was going on.

"The Toli River Valley is about 200 miles away from here, and every year in July and August, the ice and snow on the Buzhou Mountain melt and converge into a river, and thousands of horses will rush to the Toli River Valley. So there was a flood in that place for nine times in ten years, and the local people suffered greatly! I don't know when this tribe began to listen to the demagogy of whom, every year to worship all the most beautiful virgins to the Buzhou God Mountain, to pray for the protection of the god of all mountains! Ay! Pity these flower-like women! ”

Speaking of this, Brother Rong Mu's expression instantly dimmed, and the hearts of those of us who listened were also chuckled.

Human sacrifice! In the realm of compassionate Buddhas, are there such barbaric habits?

As I spoke, the natives of Baishan came from far and near, slowly passing by the side of my caravan.

There were ten people in all, and their mounts were swarthy, long-haired yaks.

The nine envoys who escorted them were expressionless, and at a glance they knew that they were a mixed population after the marriage between the Otsuki clan and the Cypriots.

The poor priestess in the middle, dressed in a red kapok robe, was none other than the mournful singer.

Perhaps noticing the crowd dressed in women's clothes, the priestess on the other side stopped chanting and threw a poignant and desperate glance back at us.

I felt my blood surge, and the chivalrous air that had cooled in my heart gushed out.

"Uncle Su! If Grandpa witnessed such a scene while he was alive, what would he do? ”

I asked Uncle Su eagerly, I hated to pat the horse and go to intercept the foreign priestess, and I was afraid of offending the god of all mountains.

"The way to help the needy and save people in distress is also! Young master, but people are not thieves who rob houses! This is a good deed, exchanging the life of one person for the well-being of the whole clan, and what can we do! ”

Uncle Su looked up to the sky and sighed.

Seeing that a woman in the prime of her fragrant years was about to be thrown into the ice cliff as a sacrifice, but she couldn't help, it was also a worrying thing for Uncle Su, who had always been warm-hearted.

"Uncle Su! Eldest brother! Save this woman! You've also read Taishi

Gong's "Ximen Leopard Zhiye", how can he sacrifice to heaven with a living person! ”

Duo'er, who has never seen a pitiful person, whined and cried, and brought out the official historical allusions of the East to beg me to help.

Now that I'm the leader of the caravan, things like this will eventually require my nod to make a decision.

"Uncle Su! You have a lot of knowledge, what can you do to save that woman? ”

After listening to Do'er's words, I have made up my mind to stop this human sacrifice in front of me.

"Unless the big river can be diverted and the iceberg displaced, there is nothing to be done!"

Uncle Su shook his head helplessly again and said, this old Guishan clan in the Tuoli River Valley seems to have suffered from flooding for many years, so he will make this decision.

It is considered inappropriate for us to interfere in other people's family affairs by force, and we have to think of a complete solution.

I didn't expect that the advice given to me by Uncle Su was indeed a feat of Yugong moving mountains, which stumped me for a while.

"Young master, leave it to me to deal with!" Qin Chong bowed to me in front of the horse.

"Sasin Nimi is out! Come with me and intercept the girl, but anyone who stands in the way will be killed! ”

Qin Chong pulled out his long knife with a snort, and the bull temper of the general Chongtian collapsed again.

"Qin Chong can't be reckless!" Uncle Su shouted undoubtedly.

Don't look at this old man's kindness and kindness all the way, once he starts a temper, no one dares to disobey.

With the popularity and authority accumulated by decades of business experience, Uncle Su has already become the spiritual pillar of the entire caravan.

Qin Chong could only obediently insert the long knife into the scabbard, and I, the young master, couldn't help him.

"I'm not waiting to help, it's not that I won't help! Su Ye! What do you say? ”

Shamihan couldn't stand it anymore, and couldn't help but cross-examine.

"Redirect the river!" Uncle Su smiled at the horse, and seemed to have come up with a perfect solution.

"Young master, you Han land has many capable ministers in the past and present. You and Miss sum up together to see if you can come up with a good way to solve the flood disaster in the Tuoli River Valley once and for all, this is the root cause! Hehe! ”

"Dayu controls the water, change the blockage to sparse!"

"Li Bing controls the water, diverts and governs!"

"Zheng Guo controls the water, repairs the canal and connects the river!"

"Uncle Sun Ao governs the water, and Shaobi becomes a lake!"

"Haha! Uncle Su, wonderful! ”

After listening to Uncle Su's words, Duo'er and I, who are familiar with the subset of ancient and modern scriptures and histories of the Han Dynasty, have listed more than a dozen methods for controlling water in one go, among which there will definitely be one that can choke the iceberg meltwater in the Tuoli River Valley.

Seeing that the old people of Guishan who were escorting the priestess were getting farther and farther away, Duo'er, Qin Chong and the others and I hurriedly stepped forward to block their way.

After listening to Duo'er's translation and learning our intentions, these natives kowtowed to the Buzhou Sacred Mountain and worshiped sincerely.

They see our coming as the will of the God and Buddha of Compassion.

And the poor and beautiful priestess on the back of the yak, her face trembling like white silk, seemed to have just died.