The priest and the old village chief listened to his nonsense, and trembled with fear, and almost fell to the ground.

"Zichuan, stop making trouble!"

"You can't be so impulsive all the time!"

The young woman of Qingli also persuaded: "Brother Zichuan, the mountain god is the spirit of a mountain, and the Emperor of Dongyue is the supreme of heaven and earth, how can you kill his heir?" ”

Fang Xiaotang looked a little distressed, she walked in front of Zi Chuan, squatted down, and said softly: "We can understand your feelings, but killing can't solve the problem, it will only attract more brutal revenge." ”

Her hair hit Zi Chuan's face, itchy, he was stunned for a moment, and said, "Then my child will die in vain?" ”

"Zichuan ......" sacrifice is furious, you are a mortal, do you still need to find the gods to seek justice?

"Of course not, when you are strong enough to protect the village, and you can be comparable to the gods, you will naturally be able to ask for an answer." Fang Xiaotang explained with a smile, she thought that she could defeat a mountain god in less than half a year of cultivation, and she took it for granted that he could do it too.

"Are you willing to practice with me? Become a monk. The words of the girl in the green dress seemed to come from an endless distance, and at this moment, it was a little ethereal.

Zichuan listened, and was at a loss for a moment, monk? In the eyes of a peasant kid like him, he is really a first-class person with immortals, and he himself never thinks that one day, he will have the opportunity to practice. It's just that this price is not what he is willing to pay.

He gritted his teeth, and finally knew that it was useless to think too much, so he opened his mouth and shouted: "Master." ”

Zi Chuan's gaze was firm, and there was a ball of light burning in his bright pupils, firm and sharp until it burned to the depths of his heart, brighter than the stars in the sky.

Fang Xiaotang smiled and nodded, "Okay." ”

When Fang Xiaotang turned around, there was a light smile on the corner of his mouth. Master, you are wrong, there are never fewer people in the world who are obsessed, if it is used on the right path, how can it be demonic?

"Thank you for your kindness, Lord God, the rootless village will repay you by knotting grass and ringing!" The priest and the old village chief put their hearts at ease and stepped forward to thank them, becoming more respectful than before.

Fang Xiaotang waved his hand, not caring and said, "Get up, it's not me who saves you, but yourself." ”

"Ourselves?" The two were stunned for a moment, and they didn't know what to do.

"Yes, from the moment you treat me sincerely, the catastrophe will be resolved naturally. I can coincidentally break into this place, and by mistake help you get rid of the mountain god who caused trouble, what is this not God's arrangement? ”

Fang Xiaotang had actually been thinking about the strange things she had encountered for a long time, why couldn't Qingmei Shanxiao's spell help her? Why did the profound mountain god let her break her arm with a sword?

Is Fang Xiaotang's Sword Immortal Dao sharp?

Not only that, but more importantly, Fang Xiaotang is fearless, occupying the Tao and reason, and will naturally be protected by heaven and earth. And the mandrill is abusive, and the mountain god is the one who is the disaster, and their qi is exhausted.

Even if Fang Xiaotang didn't make a move, it would be impossible for them to escape the sanction of God, but it was the difference between morning and night.

"Yes, what the gods say." The priest and the old village chief nodded their heads again and again, and as for how much they listened, only they knew how much they had heard.

Fang Xiaotang felt that after she defeated the mountain god, most people had a deep awe of her, rather than the original simple worship.

The beliefs and awe of these people are very clear, and they have a clear goal, because they have seen Fang Xiaotang show miracles with their own eyes, this belief is even simpler.

If a monk who cultivates the Heavenly Eye can see at a glance that the wishes of the villagers are like white and gold silk threads that have submerged into Fang Xiaotang's body.

However, Fang Xiaotang couldn't see their awe-inspiring appearance, and impatiently sent them away.

After tossing for so long just now, my stomach was already "growling" with hunger.

The meal arranged by the villagers today was extremely sumptuous, as if to celebrate, and the atmosphere of joy enveloped the whole small village.

Looking at the table full of food, Fang Xiaotang almost didn't pounce, but when someone else was there, he still sat politely at the table. It wasn't until the priest sent them all down that he devoured them.

The priest waited for her to eat, while he himself reported the trivial things that had happened in the past few days.

Fang Xiaotang sighed secretly, it turned out that being a god was so tiring, no wonder the gods recorded in the ancient books were all hung high one by one, and they didn't have much contact with the world.

Even so, the wishes of sentient beings are still mixed with miscellaneous wishes, unless the gods don't care about the purity of the will, otherwise the face work still has to be done, and it can't be messed around at will.

For example, the dragon clan must change at four times; If you are a mountain god, you must be in feng shui; Like the god of thunder, he wants to subdue demons and subdue demons; Like the Yin Cao, it is necessary to reincarnate the heavens.

If he thought that everything was fine, Fang Xiaotang would also be glad that his situation was wonderful, but the peaceful days did not last long.

In this ill-fated village, there are indeed supernatural events: the village calendar--186--some unspeakable strange monster--the most authoritative priest of the village, the narration of the most appalling personal interview! Do you believe it or not?

From last year to now, there have been several mysterious incidents in our village. The villagers who fell asleep soundly woke up the dream demon at midnight, and heard the sound of fluttering footsteps at the top of the stairs. It was a truly terrible nightmare, and it was impossible to sleep.

In this way, the practice of insomnia and praying to the gods intensified. As a last resort, many people tried to leave the village again. It's hard to believe, rumors say that these people all have the same dreams. That is, in front of the window, there is a disgusting and indescribable horror alien, staring straight at them...... But most of the really mysterious things happened on the day after March.

Our village has always smelled chickens and dogs, and there are many pheasants living in the fields and ridges, and they are not afraid of people. Due to the occasional feeding by the villagers, a large number of birds gather every time, and it has become a scene in the village.

But since the Dream Demon incident, we have realized that the number of birds is decreasing day by day. Not only did they never enter the village, but there was not a single pheasant left in the surrounding area.

Even the beasts didn't dare to approach the village. It is said that it is not that they are afraid of the villagers, but that they are simply reluctant to enter this area.

At the same time, the lonely tomb in the wilderness was visited by tomb thieves, and the strange thing is that there was no shortage of any burial goods in the tomb. Instead--

The internal organs, gone.

The body was chested open, all internal organs were removed, and it disappeared into the tomb. If it's just one by one, it's just a little trouble, maybe the wild dog did it. If it happened to Lu Lian, it would turn into a great panic that swept through the villages

, so even though the priest tried his best to hide it, the news still spread.

In fact, this is not a new story, and there are many other events that are closely related to it before my priesthood.

Is there really some terrifying devil inhabiting our village, this speculation is no longer a rumor. The three of them became tigers, and the villagers recognized this reality even more clearly.

The windows of the villagers were crawling with strange graffiti, apparently left at night. There are also traces of crawling from the ceiling and sewage rolling off the walls. In the middle of the night, people will notice strange movements, and similar situations will happen repeatedly, and sleeping people will be awakened by dreams and demons.

If these are said to be covered up with pranks at most, what happened in the end made Fang Xiaotang, who is a believer in a village, feel disgusted. Even in our village, this is a taboo after dinner.

Dead person!

The only hidden event was when the butcher's wife had just given birth to Lin'er. Such a small child disappeared into the night inexplicably.

If this was a real event, it would have been recorded in the village chronicles, but due to my personal suppression, this matter was not brought to the table.

This can only be hearsay.

All the mysteries were almost completely over around that winter's time, and they never happened again. The factors that plagued the dream demon have also stopped, and it can be said that there should be no more. Once again, the villagers saw flocks of birds, roaming the eaves.

Even so, the events that took place in the village on a winter day that year...... When I think about it now, I still feel uneasy.

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After the mountain god asked Fang Xiaotang to take it away, the priest became her exclusive spokesperson.

It's a pity that Fang Xiaotang has always defined himself as the auspicious Three Treasures, so that the priest will always feel guilty for his inaction. Therefore, from time to time, he led the villagers to visit her, which was called "pilgrimage".

Such a day is very leisurely, but such a calm is too rare for Fang Xiaotang. She still had a lot to do, and she couldn't stay in a small village for long.

Zhao Ruozhu said that the way of the sword immortal is to step on thousands of mountains and rivers, find the five qi of heaven and earth, the seven essences of the sun and the moon, and take the copper of the first mountain in order to refine his own sword.

Fang Xiaotang immediately decided to go out, which frightened the villagers, crying and staying. It was so hard to resist that she almost couldn't leave, until she promised the eyes of the gods that they would always be on the spot, and they let her go.

"Master, do you really want to leave?" Zi Chuan was a little embarrassed, his swordsmanship had already been practiced.

Fang Xiaotang saw that he was in a mood of being unable to leave his homeland, patted his arm, and comforted: "When you can walk out of this world alone, we will meet again." ”

After speaking, he did not linger and strode away.

"Hey, Master, you haven't told me yet, where are you going?" Zichuan shouted anxiously from behind.

"My name is Fang Xiaotang!"

In the air, only the girl's voice rose and fell, echoing in everyone's heart.

Fang Xiaotang ...... But Shizun still didn't say where he was going? Zichuan looked confused, thinking that Fang Xiaotang had forgotten to tell him.

The young woman chuckled lightly, pursed her lips and said, "You are stupid, you are really an elm head, since the gods only tell you her name, it means that she has the confidence to pass on her name all over the world." When the time comes, you can find any person and ask where she is. ”

"Oh, yes, Shizun is so capable, where do I need to bother to find it?" Zi Chuan suddenly, his mind was more determined, sooner or later, he would catch up with the footsteps of his master!

Let's say that after Fang Xiaotang left Wugen Village, he went up from the north, stepped on three high mountains, and crossed five streams.

Next to the stream, one after another moonflower is in full bloom, fragrant and pleasant, and it does not wither in this winter, it is very beautiful.

Fang Xiaotang recognized it immediately, but he was a little curious that the place where the moonflower took root recorded in the "Eight Divisions of the Universe" must be guarded by poisonous insects and beasts. Here, however, you don't see half of the ......

When Fang Xiaotang saw the flowers, his heart was always soft, and he poked the white petals with his hand from time to time, and pouted and kissed the stamens a few times.

I lowered my head and sniffed with my nose, only to feel that between my lips and teeth, there was the fragrance of flowers, and my mood was very good.