Chapter 739: Insulting Immortals

I looked at the old man and couldn't help but smile dumbly: "Is this kid here to do a small business?" ”

I looked at a few other statues, and they all had similar notes pasted on them, some of them were the land lords of Yucheng. This drunk is updated quickly. Some are the princes of Liucheng stoves. In short, the next immortals have been ruined.

We walked forward again. I found a fruit stand on the side of the road, and an old woman, with a coarse cloth wrapped around her head and a red face, was squatting on the ground and selling. The statue was so vivid that I saw the old woman with her cheeks puffed out, as if she were screaming loudly.

In front of her, there were two baskets of peaches. Next to this statue, there is a sign: "The Queen Mother sells peaches, not sweet and not money." ”

Xue Qian laughed: "Lao Zhao, this big devil is too capable." ”

Xue Qian's laughter floated back and forth in this palace, and I was a little worried when I heard it. lest I wake up the devil, and when the time comes, none of us will be able to leave.

I asked the questioner, "The immortals here are all humiliated." What is your grievance? What's so sullen? ”

The Taoist sighed. said: "The grievances of these immortals are all made up by the devil out of thin air. The land has not been sold in the city, and the queen mother has not sold peaches along the street. What's more, although he ruined all the immortals, the immortals didn't know it. And I'm different. I really couldn't learn immortals, and I ruined my whole life. And to face that lonely grave every day, hey, it's really humiliating. ”

Mr. Lu said as he walked: "This is simply a three-dimensional picture of the Qingming River." ”

Actually, I've always felt that the scenery here is somewhat familiar. As soon as Mr. Lu reminded me, I immediately remembered it.

Admittedly, there is a big difference between this and the Qingming Shanghe map. But there is its charm in the bones.

I saw a circle of people in the middle of the street, these people. All of them are Taoist priests wearing Taoist robes, and in the middle of the crowd, there is a white-bearded old man, who is a golden rooster**. Obviously, he is a showman. Beside the old man, there was a curtain. It reads: "Taishang Laojun, selling strong pills on the street." ”

The so-called strong pill is estimated to be the elixir practiced by Taishang Laojun.

Xue Qian and I felt very rare, and looked around with a smile, while Mr. Lu's face was not so good-looking, and he muttered: "This person belittles the fairy world so much, it's really a bit excessive." ”

In this hall, we saw the beggar Tie Guan Li. The thief's eyebrows and rat eyes, the stove prince who tells right and wrong. Jiro God who sells dog meat......

Xue Qian and I were amazed. Before I knew it, I had walked through more than a dozen halls.

Xue Qian said: "This big devil is really interesting, in order to put these statues, he actually built so many magnificent palaces. ”

I suddenly said, "This big devil. Could it be someone from the underworld? Judging from the information we have received, the people of the underworld have offended the gods and have been punished to the underworld. Could they have built a palace here and secretly satirized the gods? ”

Mr. Lu nodded and said, "There is such a possibility. If they are really people from the underworld, we need to be careful. ”

The Taoist sneered: "This big devil is not a person from the underworld, don't you never look at your feet when you walk?" ”

I was stunned for a moment, then bowed my head.

At this time, I realized that there were also some patterns carved on the ground. These patterns make up the paintings. The people on the picture are all extremely ugly, some are a cloud of black smoke, and some have cow and horse faces. The style of these paintings is very similar to the murals left in the caves by the Wanderers.

I couldn't help but say, "He painted people from the underworld." ”

Mr. Lu nodded and said, "Put the people of the underworld on the ground." Let it be trampled on. This courage is not bad. What is the origin of this person? Don't you pay attention to the three worlds of people, gods, and ghosts? ”

The man sighed heavily, as if this trip had made him very faceless. I looked around the hall and saw that there was no road left.

I asked strangely, "Where is your body?" ”

Mr. Lu pointed to the corner of the wall and said, "Over there." ”

I took a closer look and saw a small one-meter-high door over there. There is also a plaque hanging on this small door, which reads: "Lingxiao Palace." ”

I squatted on the ground and said, "These little doors are really smaller than one another." ”

The Taoist priest sighed, and then began to untie his clothes. None of us understood what this meant, and we asked, "What are you doing here?" ”

The Taoist priest took off his belt, tied it to his legs, handed it to me, and said, "After you get to this small gate, there is a tunnel. Pull me along. ”

I reluctantly said, "Can't you go by yourself?" ”

The Taoist looked very embarrassed, and he was simply begging: "I am a soul, there is not much weight, you can pull me away, it is effortless." ”

When I saw his pitiful nature, I couldn't help but feel compassion. At this time, where do the Taoists still have the appearance of the previous Daoists? I can't believe it now that he poisoned me.

I said yes, and took the belt from his hand, and I was about to enter the little door when suddenly something came to mind. I said, "It's okay if you want me to pull you in, but you have to sue me." What's going on with Danfang? Do you know the news of Danfang? ”

The flesh on Daoren's face twitched for a moment, and then said vaguely: "That thing is a hoodoo, you'd better not touch it." ”

I said, "I don't want to have anything to do with Danfang, but Providence has brought me to this point, so I have to ask." ”

I thought that the Taoist would persuade me bitterly, but I didn't expect him to say very happily: "I know, you can't help yourself." Then he reached out and placed it on top of my lower abdomen.

After a while, he laughed twice and said, "I say, why do I feel something strange when I see you." It turns out that you already have half of the Danfang in your body. ”

I rejoiced, "You can even feel this?" Hurry up and tell me, where is the other half? "Gongzhen spit out talents.

The Taoist looked at the small door and said, "When we take the body, I will naturally sue you." ”

I thought about it and agreed.

Mr. Lu patted me on the shoulder and shouted, "Be careful." ”

Then he lay on his stomach and slipped through the small door. Xue Qian did the second one, and I pulled the Taoist to the end.

The tunnel was so low that it was impossible for us to stand up straight, so we had to climb inside. The Taoist is right, he is just a soul, there is no weight, I dragged him, it was not effortless. I just wondered in my heart: "Why did he let me drag?" What kind of fame is this? ”

In the distance, I saw the exit of the tunnel just ahead. But Mr. Lu stopped. I heard him scold. Then he climbed out.

I wondered. Mr. Lu's voice just now seemed to be very angry, what was he scolding?

Immediately afterwards, Xue Qian also stopped. He cursed as well and went out.

By the time I got to the mouth of the tunnel, I finally knew what they were swearing.

At the exit, there is a stone with two lines engraved on it: "Bow down again, kneel forward." ”

We had just climbed all the way through the tunnel, probably bowing and kneeling. Only then did I understand why the Taoist refused to climb in by himself, but begged me to drag him.

I cursed and walked out of the tunnel.

I found this place to be a bit like a Taoist temple. Sitting north and facing south, there is a tall and wide offering platform. Under the altar, there was a Taoist kneeling.

I turned around and asked, "Is that your corpse?" ”

The Taoist man's eyes were a little erratic, as if he was absent-minded. I asked twice before I nodded.

I saw his eyes keep glancing upwards, as if he wasn't looking at his own body. I felt a little strange and followed his gaze and looked up. At this time, I found that what the Taoist was looking at was the offering platform.

There was no idol on the altar, only a baby. The baby was asleep with his eyes closed.

I whispered, "This is the big devil?" ”

The Taoist nodded.

I couldn't help but want to laugh: "How capable can a baby be?" Just leaving you helpless? ”