Chapter 12: The Blood Corpse of the Royal House
A day later, Shang Biao stood in front of the Erwang Village that Lao Wan had said.
Outside the village was a busy scene, with hundreds of numb peasants toiling in the rice fields.
Standing on the ridge was a sturdy overseer, with a slender wicker in his hand, waving and scolding from time to time.
"Dao Chief, these are Wang Pengliang's tenants, and the land in Erwang Village has been seized by him and hung in his wife's name to avoid paying taxes.
The villagers here can't escape if they want to, so they can only become tenants and fight for food rations that are only enough to survive. Even so, you have to suffer the whips of those Wang family overseers and nurses, and if you do it a little slowly, it will be a whip.
There are not a few people who have died at their hands over the years, and the villagers will be locked up and tortured if they dare to resist. ”
Lao Wan explained for Shang Biao, and two lines of old tears fell from the corners of his eyes as he spoke.
"Well, how do you know so much about this?"
"Dao Chief, I won't tell you anything, my sister's family is in Erwang Village, a family of eight, and I don't know how many are left who are dead now.
At first, people dared to come to Erwang Village to visit relatives, but then Wang Pengliang's doglegs arrested all the people passing by Erwang Village and forced them to sign a deed of sale, so no one dared to come, and the last time I saw them was five years ago.
Mercy and mercy, Yama Heavenly Son bless, I hope they are still alive. ”
Lao Wan followed the gestures of Shang Biaojiao, holding his left thumb with his right hand, and his left four fingers stretched out, praying to the statue of the Son of Heaven carried by the four people.
"Who are you and what do you want to do?"
Because there were three or four hundred people gathered here, the overseers on the ridges thought they were passing by, and did not dare to come up.
Later, when I saw that they stopped at the head of the village and did not move, I had the courage to gather more than a dozen people to come up and ask.
"Mercy and mercy, lifeless mother, vacuum hometown, have mercy on my world, Yama descends from heaven!"
Shang Biao stepped forward and recited the debut number.
"It turned out to be the White Lotus Sect, do you know what kind of place this is, and it actually fooled us here, a few brothers show their guys, give them some color and take a look!"
The look of fear in the leading nursing courtyard subsided and he laughed, it seemed that it was not the first time he had encountered a preacher of the White Lotus Sect. With a greeting, he pulled out a uniform style official knife from his waist.
In the past, they could scare off the White Lotus followers who came to preach as they only needed to draw out their weapons.
Looking at Lao Wan, who was trembling all over, and the other villagers with coarse cloth covered faces, they knew how much deterrent the knife had for these villagers who had been digging in the soil with their faces facing the loess all their lives.
"Huh!"
Shang Biao threw out a stack of talismans and scattered them in the air on the foreheads of those guards.
"Lao Wan, wait for someone to preach the gospel of the Son of Heaven of Yama with those villagers, these people are tied up, and a few knives in their hands are distributed to the young people to use.
From now on, a Dharma Protector team will be formed, and only those who have the strongest faith can join. ”
Shang Biao seemed to remember something after speaking, took out the ghost raising jar, walked to the shade, and took out a yin ghost covered in flames.
"Han Er, I see that you are also from the army like this, right?"
The difference between the military soul and the ordinary yin soul is the evil spirit, Shang Biao and the tiger and leopard have been in contact for so long, and when they were in the theater, they saw the approximate origin of Han Er.
"Yes."
Han Er replied mechanically, his eyes rolling, and he looked at his surroundings curiously.
"That's good, pick one of these people to possess at random, and then select someone for me to form a Dharma Protector team that can fight, and you will lead it."
"Where is this?"
"Manchu Qing in another time and space, don't reveal your origin to anyone, otherwise I won't be able to save you."
"Okay."
Han Er glanced at the people around him and floated to possess a sturdy villager who had been demonized the most.
Shang Biao ignored him, let Lao Wan lead the way, and walked towards the mansion in the village.
Some villagers hiding in their homes opened the wooden door and peeked through the cracks in the door at strangers like Shang Biao, guessing their identities.
'The King's House'
Shang Biao looked at the mansion in front of him that exuded a trace of evil spirit, and knew that Lao Wan should not be lying.
If a few people hadn't been unjustly killed, there would never have been such a concentration of evil qi.
"If you choose a person, use this place to fight, don't kill people."
Shang Biao said to Han Er behind him, in the end, he was born in the military, and his efficiency is fast.
It was only a few minutes before Han Er chased after him with a dozen demonized people with knives.
And Han Er didn't know what to say to these people, so he actually ripped off his coarse cloth to cover his face, revealing a strange snake-patterned face.
After receiving the order, Han Er didn't say a word, and took the lead into the palace, and after a while, there was the sound of chickens flying and dogs jumping.
......
"You are Wang Pengliang?"
Shang Biao leaned on the Taishi chair made of yellow rosewood, leisurely raised Erlang's legs, and asked the tall and thin man who was kneeling and trembling below.
"Yes, yes, the little one is Wang Pengliang, Dao Ye, who are you?"
"There are two paths, the first is to donate all my family wealth and enter my Yama Dao. Or, I'll hand you over to the villagers outside, and they'll decide what happens to you. ”
"Donate, donate, I'll pick the first one."
Wang Pengliang knew how many unconscionable things he had done over the years, and if he just went out like this, those mud legs would be able to swallow him alive.
"Master Dao, can I just donate money, you send me and my wife and children to Xiangyang City."
"Why, look down on me Yama Dao? Or do you want to go to Xiangyang to move rescue troops and ask your brother-in-law for help? ”
"No, no, no, how dare the little ones."
"Then join the religion, as long as you truly believe in the Son of Yama, everyone is a believer in God, and it won't happen to you."
After Shang Biao finished speaking, he got up and walked out, leaving Wang Pengliang who wanted to cry without tears.
Following the induction, he walked to a pond in the backyard before Shang Biao stopped.
The evil qi came from this lake, and at this drifting speed, if Shang Biao didn't come to Erwang Village, Wang Pengliang would have died in a year or two.
From this perspective, Shang Biao can be regarded as a good deed and saved his family's life.
"Poof!"
Layers of ripples rippled on the surface of the water, and Shang Biao jumped into the lake.
The lake is about four or five meters deep, and there are no aquatic creatures, only some tenacious aquatic plants. 、
Shang Biao swam not far away, and he saw the source of the evil qi.
There were at least nearly 100 bodies of white bones bound to stones and stones at the bottom of the lake, and at the top was a corpse covered in scars that had not yet decomposed and swollen.
Wisps of evil qi were wafting out of the corpse, and Shang Biao waved his arm to get closer to check it.
"This is a bloody corpse?"
Shang Biao looked at the corpse in front of him with some uncertainty, covered in red and like a haired hen.
suffered a great deal of torture before his death, and he couldn't vent his resentment, absorbing the corpse qi accumulated at the bottom of the lake, and then the corpse transformation may indeed create zombies.
But he is really not sure if it is a blood corpse, the records about blood corpses Shang Biao have all seen from ancient books, even the old man has never seen this rare corpse.
The only thing he can be sure of now is that this corpse has almost completed its corpse transformation, and there is no external interference, at most a year and a half.