There is a clear difference between the cattle slaughtered by Li Tao and Huang Lei, and according to Dang Qing's requirements, there are some uncleaned meat hanging on each bone.

At this time, because there were more people coming, Dang Qing was afraid that one pot would not be able to do it, so he asked a few passing soldiers to help him go to the village to get a few large pots, and simply built an open-air stove with stones and mud, set up four large pots, stewed burdock bones in two pots, and began to marinate beef in two pots with the last remaining beef bone broth and condiments.

Everyone who passes by will unconsciously stir their noses, this fragrance is too tempting, and Dang Qing, who is shrouded in steam, has also turned into a little kitchen god in everyone's hearts at this moment.

These credits Dang Qing dares to receive at all, and the condiments are all prepared by her grandfather from the mountain province, and she just borrows flowers to offer Buddha.

Eventually, when the last rays of the sun disappeared, the busy people from the village returned to the outside of the village one after another, and no one wanted to stay in this village that was like a dead place.

The people who went to other villages to investigate also came back, bringing back the reality that Dang Qing didn't want to admit and had to face, all of them were empty villages, and the corpses were all gathered together, as if someone had helped pile them up.

All the symptoms are the same as in this village, frightened to death!

The heavy topic made the hungry people lose their appetite, this is four villages, each village has at least 100 people, life is really a fragile thing.

"The dead are dead, we can grieve, but we also need to eat enough to help them rest!" Holding a bowl of beef bone soup that Dang Qing had served, he handed it to a weeping soldier.

Ma Pengcheng is not cold-blooded, but accustomed to life and death, every time he performs a task, there will be large casualties, this kind of life of walking on the tip of a knife at any time, and his life is pinned to the belt of his trousers.

He'd seen even more terrifying scenes than this, but so what? The living have to live well for tomorrow, and immersing themselves in it will not do them any good.

Dang Qing doesn't like this kind of atmosphere, she knows that sadness is contagious, but at this moment she hopes that everyone will be full of hope, and such things will not leave a ~ shadow in their hearts.

Dang Qing handed the horse spoon in his hand to Ma Pengcheng, sat down in the open space next to him, and recited the meditation mantra with his heart, reciting the meditation mantra while mobilizing spiritual power, the meditation mantra itself can purify the soul, and the spiritual power effect of Dang Qing is infinitely superimposed.

Everyone heard Dang Qing chanting in a completely incomprehensible tone and thought she was praying for the dead, but then they felt that they were very comfortable hearing this voice.

The most obvious feeling is the fox girl in the space, she didn't expect that Dang Qing's action could soothe her anxious mood because she was worried about the stars.

Dang Qing just recited it twice and didn't continue, the people around him were just surrounded by a moment of sadness, not really caught up in it and couldn't extricate themselves, and the two times of the heart purification mantra were enough to calm them down.

"If you don't eat it again, this meat will be eaten by Camp Commander Ma!" Dang Qing looked at the audience speechlessly, and the most unaffected was Ma Pengcheng, he could see so many dead corpses that could be eaten so happily without adjustment.

The people who relieved themselves all stood around the pot with a snort, and they didn't want bowls, but directly used chopsticks made of wooden sticks to quickly scoop up the beef and eat it, and they couldn't bear to look at the scene directly.

"Leave some for the old way!" Lao Dao didn't know where the people were, anyway, the voice came first.

Lao Dao was followed by a group of Taoist priests and monks, except for Lao Dao, who was in a hurry and did not look like a cultivator, the others all looked like fairy wind and Dao bones.

Dang Qing rolled her eyes, feeling that he had come to bring herself, it was such an upright appearance, and she let her waste her energy to think about it.

Before everyone could react, they saw a figure rushing to the side of a large pot of braised beef, scooping up a piece of half-fat and half-lean beef and eating it.

"I said, aren't you a Taoist priest? How do you still eat meat? The key is that this is still beef, your ancestor will not go down to earth to beat you up as an unfilial descendant? Look at the people behind you, which one is as monastic as you? ”

This old man is mysterious, if it weren't for the tiger lady not letting her offend him, Dang Qing would not have paid attention to this greedy old man.

"Nian Niang, you can give a good lecture to the little girl for the teacher! Can a cultivator eat meat? Lao Dao casually called his name and continued to work hard.

This group of monks and Taoists, who knows which one the old Taoist is talking about?

Among them, there is one of the youngest Taoist priests, who looks like he is in his early twenties, and his face is red and white, not to mention how handsome he is, but unfortunately, he is a Taoist priest.

"Master, cultivators really can't eat meat!" I, the master, never took the precepts seriously, and let him come out and be embarrassed.

"Ahem... Can't you eat it? You didn't warn me either! Lao Dao washed the meat in his mouth with beef bone broth, and wiped his mouth with his sleeve without paying attention to it, and said in surprise.

Nian Nian feels that the whole life is not good, where do they dare to say Master, the precept lawyer father in the Taoist temple is used as an ornament, if it is not for the master uncle, the disciples in the Taoist temple can be led crooked by the master.

"Amitabha! Clear! Little donor, don't care about that old Taoist, he is not a regular Taoist! An old monk with a compassionate face and a peaceful aura shrouded in the whole person almost ruined this image with one mouth.

He walked to the side of Lao Dao, recited a few words of death mantra to the cauldron, and actually ate it like Lao Dao! It's really eating!

"Dead bald donkey, pretending to be like that, and reciting the mantra of the past, then why do you eat other people's flesh~ body?" Lao Dao's mouth kept talking, and his voice kept coming out.

The old monk said very confidently: "The mantra of the past life is to make it ascend to bliss early, and eating it is for my stomach!" ”

Dang Qing was stunned when she saw it on the side, this was too subversive of her three views, Taoist monks have no rules and precepts these years?

Nian Idiot and the other Taoist priests, as well as the monks behind the old monk, really don't want to admit that the old Taoist monk in front of them who is still eating fiercely is their elder at this time, is it too embarrassing?

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Little Donor, Master and Uncle Jingkong are more special, we cultivators really don't eat meat, of course, monks also abstain from meat."

For the sake of the face of his cultivators, he had to explain, and at the same time, he also received a hint from the apprentices under the Pure Sky Sect, so he had the latter sentence.

"Ahem... Understand, these two are the wine and meat monks, and the old way of deceiving teachers and destroying ancestors! Dang Qing finally understood why so many villages were slaughtered, and this dead old man could still stay there for a stutter.

Speechless for a while, although what Dang Qing said was ugly, it seemed to be the case.

Ma Pengcheng, Huang Lei and others, from the beginning to the present, have not reacted, how did these people come out, the key is how can there be monks and veterans in such a remote place.

"Can you explain something about what's going on?" Ma Pengcheng's brow was about to kill a fly.

The old Taoist and the monk didn't have time to explain, and the question obviously had to be answered.

"Donor, we are here this time for those who died, if we don't exceed it in time, the resentment will affect the fortune of the country."

This explanation, Dang Qing said that a big service, just such a little person can still affect the national fortune? The point is, these people have even been eaten by the ghosts, how can they go over?