Chapter Forty-Eight: He Is - The Ancestor of the Dragon Descending Sect

At the beginning, the villagers of Youza Village saw the attack of the alliance army, and they were afraid that they would be recruited everywhere to do labor, so they were ready to run to the mountains to hide, and while taking care of the temple of 'Youyoumiao', they also hoped that the alliance army would look at the face of Yueshan Meizong and not go up the mountain to search.

Dressed in the skin of Buddhism but dedicated to the Tao, they have a great dissatisfaction with their temperament in the twilight of the Qin Dynasty, and the old village chief who is a fanatic of Buddhism has great dissatisfaction.

immediately decided not to go up the mountain, so he followed in the footsteps of Li Xian and planned to take refuge in Daughter City.

Now the young man in this village was chattering in his ears, and what he said seemed to be questioning his original decision, the old village chief turned his head sideways and swept him coldly, and said: "What are you afraid of! Isn't it dark yet?

Spring ploughing, spring ploughing, life is gone, look at your ploughing balls? And with the blessing of the Buddha, the alliance army will definitely not do anything to us. ”

"Besides, the Mage is still in front of the formation, and he has great skills. Let's just say that the Buddha is angry, and it will be twenty miles to kill tens of thousands of Tianshui soldiers (the old village chief's unique exaggerated depiction tone). With such blessings of Buddhahood, have you ever seen a Taoist priest in Taoism? This is ......

And didn't you hear the storyteller talk about Journey to the West? There are more and more Buddhist believers in the city, and they all say that Master Rulai is the reincarnated golden cicada......"

Seeing that the old village chief was mysterious, lest more people know that Master Rulai was the Tang monk who ate meat and could live forever, Xiao Zhuang's eyes showed a look of tears and laughter, but he did not dare to refute it.

Waiting for the old village chief's temper to vent enough, Xiao Zhuang was afraid that he would have a bad idea, so he hurriedly said a few soft words to make him feel comfortable, but when he leaned forward, he saw that there were cracks in the wall that the old village chief was leaning on, and a broken brick fell under the city.

"Oh, you said that the people who repaired the city wall were too serious, this is simply elimination... Elimination... Negative slacking off?"

Seeing the old village chief scolding the street without any image, Xiao Zhuang was helpless against his old child's character.

Xiao Zhuang knew that the irresistible bad luck had come again, and the city had not been peaceful these days, and with the increasing number of Buddhist believers in the city, all kinds of unfortunate things had emerged in endlessly, and it was no surprise for a long time.

There are only a few days of bad luck in a month, which is not a big deal, as if the bad luck was poured out in those days, and the rest of the days are too peaceful.

In addition, believing in Buddhism can increase the chance of awakening, which is a real thing, so the people in the city are also happy to be unlucky.

The 'Youjia Village' was the first group of 'unlucky believers', and they were all experienced people, and they would not be as surprised as the people in the city.

"Village Chief, this... This is the wall of the eastern city, and it seems that we built it. ”

Xiao Zhuang was ashamed and just wanted to step forward again to pull the old village chief back who was in danger, only to see him suddenly turn around and look at Xiao Zhuang majestically, as if he couldn't pull down his face, and scolded the city: "That Taoist priest in the city, what are you looking at?"

It's not good to stay in the Taoist temple and chant scriptures at such an old age, and suddenly run down to the city, smashing you deserve it!

Believe it or not, the old man came down to clean up your bull-nosed old man?"

At first, he thought that the old village chief was scolding the air, but Xiao Zhuang thought that he would persuade him back after he was comfortable scolding.

Both hands were holding the old village chief's body that was about to lean outside, and seeing that the more he scolded, the more fierce it became, Xiao Zhuang felt that something was wrong.

When he walked to the part of the city that reached his chest and looked down, there was indeed a white hair, white eyebrows, white beard and white robe, anyway, a white old man was smiling at them.

Since the old village chief was rescued by the old monk of 'There is a Temple', he has completely become a fanatical believer.

When he saw the monks with a high status on the mainland again, the old village chief who knew how to protect himself would not say anything in person, and secretly had to spit for a few days.

Today is also in his anger, and now in the daughter city of 'Pai Dao', there seems to be a hard backer behind him, and the old village chief who is a hard backer scolds the Taoist priest on the spot.

It is said that the old Taoist priest was scolded by the old village chief, and he actually smiled at the city with a good temper.

Xiao Zhuang, who was rough benzene, never thought about why a very well-cultivated old Taoist appeared out of thin air under the strict city.

When he heard the old monk chanting the scriptures for a few days, he simply thought that if someone voted for his kindness, he must return the kindness to others.

When Xiao Zhuang looked at his apologetic gaze, the old man suddenly turned around and left without hurrying, and that direction was the direction of the confrontation between the two armies.

Waiting for the old village chief to scold enough, the two turned around together, and suddenly saw five witches in different outfits.

Red, green, brown, black and white, the colors of the five witches' costumes are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people in the city. Even if you don't recognize them, you can tell who they are by looking at their outfits.

Seeing that the five witches who were supposed to gather the Five Witches Array to deal with the ancestor of the Dragon Descending Sect came to Dongcheng one by one, the old village chief and Xiao Zhuang and other city guards who did not follow the old and young were shocked and ready to bow down, but they were stopped by An Muqian, the female city lord who was covered with a veil but her eyes were full of smiles.

"The daughter city does not bow down, and you are all meritorious ministers, if you don't reward it, how can you kneel and punish?

Do you want to know who the old Taoist under the city is? Hehe, that is the ancestor of the Dragon Descending Sect who was 'thought about for a long time' by us-Mo Yan!"

I heard that I actually scolded the ancestor of the Dragon Descending Sect.

The old village chief was startled at first, and then laughed wildly until he burst into tears, and then said, "Have you seen it?"

You have dreamed of carrying forward Buddhism, but you have been obstructed by Taoism! Now I have scolded the ancestor of the Dragon Descending Sect who drove you to the East to preach, you should rest in peace!!"

......

After more than an hour, the drums died down, and as Aoi's wild jungle dance gradually ended, the coalition army, which had been constantly "hooping", also heard the sound of "ho ho" at this time.

Seeing that his hard work had finally paid off, Aoi, who was sweating profusely, forced to laugh.

It shouldn't be, even if he is more than eight hundred years old, but the realm of the peak of the martial saint still exists, how can he be tired like this after dancing for more than an hour.

And on the way to dance, he twisted his feet twice and flashed his waist three times without warning, and the old Aoi gritted his teeth and supported it with martial energy.

Well, Lee Hyun admits that he cheated.

It's not cheating, after all, his own inadvertent bad luck is really uncontrollable.

Even if Li Xian is now a master of the five tricks of the Moldy Sect, he can only achieve a preliminary grasp and not let the bad luck on weekdays get to him, and as for others, he can only help him.