I only heard a thunder in the sky, and in an instant the rain poured down, and everyone cheered, and a black cat, hidden in the grass of the deserted grave, stared at everyone viciously.

Due to the heavy rain, the Baiyun Dao people could not leave, so they stayed overnight at the white old man's house.

On the second day, the old man Bai saw that it was three poles old, and the Taoist had not yet gotten up, so he knocked on the door, but the Taoist did not respond, and the old man broke into the door, and his face turned pale with fright by the scene in front of him.

The Baiyun Dao man had died on the bed, his throat had been bitten by something, and he still had an expression of disbelief on his face.

After the death of Baiyun Daoren, Bai Laoweng felt faintly uneasy in his heart, the death of the Taoist was too strange, and he always felt that the matter of Qinglian was not over.

Sure enough, not long after, many people in the village suffered from a strange disease, chills, but in June the day was like falling into an ice cellar, covering four or five layers of quilts to no avail, a few days later will be frozen alive, just a few days, many people in the village have died, so that everyone in the village panicked, lest they suffer from this disease.

Just when the people were panicking, another Qidao person came to the village, and asked the villagers if there was a Taoist who had passed by before, and a village person said that the Taoist was dead and was buried by an old man in the village.

Qi Daoren said that he was the senior brother of the previous Daoist, and he was meditating a few days ago, and suddenly felt a "groan" in his heart, pinched his fingers, and knew that the senior brother had died in the southwest, and he was afraid that there would be no one to bury him, so he came to look for the body.

Now that the younger brother has been buried in the ground, he is relieved, and then he asks the younger brother about the cause of death, and the villagers tell the cause of the death of the previous person and what he did in the village in detail.

After hearing this, Qi Daoren was also puzzled, and he didn't know why his junior brother died, and at this time, a villager told the Taoist that many people in the village were suffering from strange diseases, and suspected that it was related to the death of Qi Daoren's junior brother.

After hearing this, the Qidao people asked the villagers to lead the way, and came to the house of a person suffering from a strange disease, and saw that he was wearing cotton clothes in June, but he was still shivering from the cold, and touched his forehead with his hand, and found that it was extremely cold.

Qi Daoren said: "This is caused by the internal invasion of yin qi, if you are weak and weak, the yang energy is insufficient, you can lose your life in a few days, if the yang energy is sufficient, you can resist for a period of time." ”

He added: "To cure this disease, it is very simple, just take a bowl of well water, expose it to the sun for three days, and drink it." ”

When several villagers heard this, they were overjoyed, and one villager asked, "What is the cause of this disease?"

Qi Daoren replied: "Yin Qi invades inside, and you must have eaten something heavy with Yin Qi." ”

The people in the village talked a lot, and many people in the village were suffering from this disease, and the thing with heavy yin qi must have been eaten by everyone.

Qi Daoren pondered for a while, and then said: "Since many people in the village suffer from this disease, it may be related to the drinking water in the village. ”

Several villagers took the Qidao people to the old well at the head of the village, since the drought was destroyed, the old well has water again, and most of the villagers drink the water in this well.

The Taoist bent down and looked down at the well, and sure enough, he saw that the yin qi in the well was pervasive, and the water that came up was cold and bitter.

"There must be something strange in this well. ”

The Taoist said, and then went down the well rope to the well to find out.

After a while, the Taoist carried a dead black cat out of the well, and a villager was shocked when he saw it, "This ...... This black cat...... It was raised by Qinglian. ”

The people of that village had buried Qinglian, and when they saw this black cat squatting on Qinglian, they scared him a lot at that time, so his memory is still fresh.

Qi Dao people already knew about Qinglian, and after hearing the villagers say that this black cat was Qinglian's, they already understood everything, "This is Qinglian taking revenge!" Qi Dao people sighed.

Seeing that everyone was puzzled, he explained: "This black cat has a very heavy yin qi, it must be possessed by the yin ghost, presumably Qinglian died of hatred three years ago, the yin ghost did not enter the underworld, but possessed the black cat, and the body turned into a drought after being buried, so that the village was in drought for three years, and revenge on the villagers." ”

"After the drought was destroyed by my junior brother, preventing Qinglian from taking revenge on the village, Qinglian hated, and the black cat possessed by Qinglian took advantage of my junior brother's sleep to bite him to death, and then the black cat deliberately buried himself in the well, and the yin qi was scattered in the well water, so that the villagers suffered. ”

When the villagers heard this, they all felt a chill in their backs and were terrified.

"What happened to Qinglian's Yin Soul now?" a villager asked worriedly.

"The yin qi is gone, the soul is gone, and the soul must have been dispersed. ”

After hearing this, the villagers breathed a sigh of relief, and they all cursed Qinglian snake and scorpion heart, cruel and vicious.

"What happened to Feng San who bullied Qinglian?" Qi Daoren suddenly asked.

"Feng San also got that strange disease a few days ago, and he is dead. The villager replied.

Qi Dao people have no prejudice against Qinglian, but have some pity, mourn his life experience, sigh that the evil man is dead, and the villagers are suffering, which can be regarded as a reward for good and evil, but it is a pity that the junior brother, he should not have waded into this troubled water, and lost his life for no reason, Qi Dao people sighed and turned to leave.

Later, on the mourning mountain where a village lived, there was a mountain demon named Tu Hao, whose head was bigger than a grinding plate, and when its mouth was opened, it was like a sack without a binding mouth, its sharp teeth were like an axe, and the nails on its hands were like a crooked sickle.

This mountain demon is extremely brutal, and it is good at changing, and those monsters cultivated by jackals, tigers and leopards are all under its command.

Tu Hao often takes the appearance of a human being, sneaks into the village quietly, grabs the child and eats it, making the villagers worry all day long and panic.

If anyone dares to offend Tu Lu, it will take the group of jackals, tigers and leopards that have become fine to break into the stockade, bite people and animals, and destroy the crops, and the people in the stockade hate the mountain demons to death, but there is nothing they can do.

People watched as the number of children in the village was decreasing day by day, and their faces were covered with a thick cloud of sorrow.

It is known that without children, the village will not be able to live and reproduce, and it will become extinct.

So, everyone discussed together to find Qiao Qi, who could deal with the mountain demon, and asked him to come forward to intercede with the mountain demon, so that the mountain demon would not come to eat those young children again, and in February every year, choose a beautiful girl to be the bride of the mountain demon, and then send many precious gifts.

Tu Hao finally agreed to the people's request, but said viciously: "If you dare to delay the date and break your promise, I will eat all the people in your village." ”

In this way, year after year, every year the village loses a beautiful girl, and every year there is a miserable heart-rending cry.

This year, it was the turn of the widow Feng Erniang's family to send the girl.

She has three children in her family, the eldest is called Fengren and the second is called Fengyi, they are all brave and strong, witty and handsome young men. The third child's name is Fengmei, and she is a beautiful girl who has just turned sixteen.

As long as the whole village mentions the Fengmei girl, they all praise it. She is not only beautiful, humble and kind, but also does a good job.

The flowers embroidered by the wind and plum are difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake, the cloth she weaves is white and good, like the white clouds in the sky, and the food she cooks, even if it is just a bowl of wild vegetables, is extraordinarily sweet.

Because it was her turn to send the girl to her family this year, since the day of the New Year, Fengmei's mother Feng Erniang has been washing her face with tears all day long.

"You must not give the third sister to the mountain demon!" The eldest brother was so anxious that he cut the staircase made of brown wood with a firewood knife.

"I can't go up to my sister and fall into the clutches of the devil!" the second brother was so angry that he knocked down the earthen wall with one punch.

The villagers who came to comfort Feng Erniang also burst into tears of sadness.

The day of sending the girl to Tu Hao was approaching day by day, Feng Ren and Feng Yi couldn't hold back any longer, and they said to their mother: "Let's go and fight with that Tu Lu!" After saying that, they picked up the sharpened firewood knives.

Feng Mei saw that she couldn't stop the two angry brothers, so she knelt on the ground and begged: "Brother, don't be reckless and impulsive, I know that you are good to the third sister, but no matter how brave and powerful you are, you can't resist Tu Hao's sickle-like claws." This will not only not save me, but will also bring disaster to the whole village. Let's let the third sister go, let the third sister deal with the ruthless demon king. ”

Feng Erniang also hurriedly stopped her two sons, and said in a trembling voice: "Son, you put down the firewood knife first, let's quickly gather around the fire pond and carefully discuss a better way!"

Feng Erniang pondered for a long time, and finally took it into account.

She hurriedly asked her two sons to sit close to each other and told them what she thought. After hearing this, the two brothers Fengren and Fengyi applauded happily, but Fengmei frowned and was very worried.

Feng Erniang then quietly told the villagers about the plan, and everyone agreed very much.