readx;? Just like the ancestor worship of the Yelang people, the beliefs in the southwest region are also extremely complex, including the most primitive folk worship, as well as some folk religious organizations, such as the White Bull Sect, as well as some foreign religions and the continuous addition of Han beliefs, Yi and Miao people, Bai Pants Tujia and other ghost beliefs, and some villages are also dedicated to some mountain spirits and water ghosts unique to the community. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The poorer this person is, the more superstitious he becomes, because they need hope, and the richer he is, he is also superstitious, because he needs the protection of the gods in order to keep the wealth he has.

From this, it can be inferred that a nation without faith can only walk the path of getting by and waiting for death.

It is precisely because of the mixed beliefs in the region that there are obscene temples everywhere, even in the city of Juzhou, there are also many temples and altars of various colors.

At this time, Yang Jing and the others hid in such a strange and strange small temple, and since Wei Qian, that is, Wei Wudi, the Holy Sect leader of the White Bull Sect, released the news, the entire Guizhou City fell into chaos as Yang Jing expected.

After the soft bone protector army in the Qinglou sent back the news of Wei Wuving, Bai Guanyin and Wei Zhenxian were also very shocked, they didn't expect Wei Wuving, Yang Jing and others to be in Guizhou City!

Whether it is Yang Jing or Wei Wuving, they are all important figures that Bai Guanyin and Wei Zhenxian are eager to capture, and the two of them will issue a reward, and the whole city will be mobilized, but those who provide clues will all enter the yamen of Guizhou City on errands, and the bounty is even more coveted.

This Guizhou city is full of fish and dragons, and all forces have thrown themselves into the city, which can be described as an elite gathering, these people are hoping to get a chance to perform, so that they can enter Wei Zhenxian or the White Bull Sect, and now is the best time!

After leaving the Qinglou, in the past three or four days, Yang Jing and Zong Yun's team fled in all directions, never staying in the same place for more than two hours, and there were several conflicts during the period, but Yang Jing and Zong Yun were prepared, so they were able to retreat.

Fortunately, Lin Guan is by his side, this can be regarded as knowing the roots of Guizhou City, and he will not get lost with his eyes closed, and he is familiar with the shopping malls in Guizhou City, and he is even more clear about the people in the market.

Although these business connections were not enough for his friends to "harbor" them as important criminals, Lin Guan himself had many places to take refuge.

The small temple that is temporarily resting at this time is one of the places to go.

This small temple is not big, there is a small hall in front of it, which is a mountain gate, and there are some green faces and fangs on both sides of the face of hateful fierce gods, and the right is a guardian.

Further inside is a patio, in the middle of the patio is a fish pond, in which there are some big black fish, some like giant salamanders, and it seems to be just ordinary catfish, just hibernate at the bottom of the pond, occasionally move a long beard, giving people a strange feeling, as if this old fish may turn into a dragon at any time.

Behind the fish pond is a four-legged incense tripod, on which there are only some old sandalwood sticks and candle wax incense ashes left, it seems that the incense has been broken for a long time.

Behind the patio is the main hall, and behind the main hall is three or five small rooms, which should be the place where the temple and the monks live.

The main hall is enshrined in a goddess in red clothes and jade body, according to Lin Guan, this god is called Mrs. Luo, there is a magical legend in it, but unfortunately Lin Guan also knows nothing, everyone only stopped a little, this way was chased and killed, dare not sleep at night, dare not eat during the day, I wish I could rest quickly, replenish my physical strength, where do I have the heart to listen to these folk monsters.

Zong Yun and Liu Hanchao first went to the temple to explore the surroundings, only to feel that the temple was quiet and a little gloomy, and there was a faint smell in the air that made people tight.

The two followed the smell and came to the monk's house behind, this time the door opened, a strong corpse smell came in, although Zong Yun and Liu Hanchao held their breath in time, but they were still nauseated by the smell.

Fortunately, it is already the middle of winter, the New Year is approaching, and the weather is also expected to be steep, but there are not too many mosquitoes and flies, but those corpses are crawling full of maggots, and some thick maggots are still drilling in and out of the rotten eye sockets, which is really impossible to look at.

Zong Yun and Liu Hanchao inspected all five rooms and finally determined that the entire small temple had been slaughtered.

This is not the first time they have encountered such a situation, they also settled in a small temple earlier, that small temple is dedicated to the Shu Han general Zhang Fei and Zhang Yide, who were also slaughtered, and Yang Jing confirmed that those people were slaughtered by the White Bull Sect's protector army through the wounds on the corpse, combined with the information provided by Wei Wudi and Ji Jin.

Wei Wudi speculated from this that while Bai Guanyin was hunting down the Holy Sect Master Wei Wuving, he was also taking advantage of the fire to rob, just taking this opportunity to clean up all the wild temples of different faiths in Guizhou City, and only the White Bull Sect was allowed to be implemented in the future!

Because of the previous experience, Zong Yun and Liu Hanchao were not too surprised, covered the door, and returned to the main hall.

After Yang Jing learned that this temple had been washed in the blood of the people of the White Bull Sect, he was relieved to stay and rest.

Because during this time, they rarely even stayed in the same place for a second time, and although they had not stayed in this small temple, the White Bull Sect had already taken the lead and washed this place in blood.

The pursuers of the White Bull Sect had long been accustomed to the mode of pursuit and killing, and they also had habitual thinking about the escape and hiding of Yang Jing and others, believing that Yang Jing and others were as cunning as rats and would never be able to stay in the place they had searched.

Therefore, Yang Jing thought that they could stay in this small temple of Mrs. Luo for a few days, recuperate, and wait for the arrival of the Ningxi army, as long as the Ningxi army arrived, plus the things sent from Jiangling Mansion, then Yang Jing let Wei Wushu appear openly and attract the forces in Guizhou City, and he would be able to give the Ningxi army a chance to attack the city.

Of course, the assumption is naturally very good, but the reality is very different, the plan can never catch up with the changes, what changes will occur, Yang Jing also needs to improvise and adjust from it, which is also one of the main purposes of his adventure into Guizhou City.

Zong Yun and Liu Hanchao searched the front and back of the small temple, and indeed did not find any enemy spies or scouts, so they closed the temple door with peace of mind, in order to hide people's eyes, Liu Hanchao also moved a corpse from the monk's room and put it in front of the temple gate.

People passing by, whether they were chasing Yang Jing and the others or not, as long as they saw this corpse, they should know that this place had already been slaughtered, and in order not to find bad luck, they naturally would not come in to search again.

Moreover, although Bai Guanyin secretly eliminated these heretic cults and secretly killed them for the White Bull Sect to dominate one side, the White Bull Sect claimed to be benevolent and benevolent, and it was impossible for people to know that they were killing innocents indiscriminately in order to eliminate dissidents.

Therefore, the people of the White Bull Sect should not approach this small temple again, so as not to arouse unnecessary suspicion and make people suspicious of their heads.

After a few days of escape, everyone was exhausted, so they lit a fire in the main hall to rest.

During these days, in addition to Lin Guan and his wife's familiarity with the terrain, they also benefited from Wei Wudi and Ji Jin, who knew the White Bull Sect's action patterns well, and were often able to anticipate the enemy first, and tried to avoid conflicts with the White Bull Sect's masters.

Several hand-to-hand encounters, in fact, they were all with the masters of the martial arts rivers and lakes, but Zong Yun was not planted with demons by Wei Wushu and affected his mood, all of which also benefited from Yang Jing's opposite.

Their three-style monument destroyer has gradually become more refined, that is, Yang Jing, the use of the monument destroyer has long been handy, the use of moves is like an arm, and only the accumulation of skills is left, and there is no need to worry about these masters of Jianghu martial arts, not to mention that there are fierce generals like Liu Hanchao to guard.

Liu Hanchao also showed amazing energy, even if he ran away with everyone and was the main force of the fight, he still guarded the corner of the mountain gate, acting as a guard and secret guard for everyone.

Everyone used the cooking utensils in the temple to cook some hot food, Yang Jing ate it hastily, discussed it with everyone, and told Zong Yun to take charge of the overall situation, so he came to the mountain gate with the food and replaced Liu Hanchao.

Liu Hanchao knew that Yang Jing was even more tired than him, because in addition to dealing with the pursuers, Yang Jing also had to stare at Wei Wushu with Zong Yun for a moment, and he had to constantly think about the next plan of action in his mind, so Yang Jing was the most tired one.

However, Liu Hanchao also knows that Yang Jing has always done what he says, although he will consult everyone's opinions in advance, but once it is decided, he will unswervingly implement it to the end.

So he didn't refuse Yang Jing's kindness, ate food to fill his stomach, and walked to the back monk's room, after all, a person can't take care of everything, Yang Jing guarded the front, and the back naturally needed manpower to guard.

Yang Jing huddled in the corner of the mountain gate, the night wind was cold, and he couldn't make a fire, so he had to tuck his clothes tighter.

About half an hour later, there was already a dead silence outside, after all, this place was remote, there were no pedestrians in the past, and there were not too many houses.

Yang Jing really couldn't hold it anymore, so he took out a jade bucket pipe pipe from the Qiankun bag.

This thing was made by Du Kefeng as early as the time of Baling, and at the same time there was actually a smoking gun, thinking that he would use the smoking gun to present the smoking gun to Emperor Lizong Zhao Yun through the imperial physician Qi Xuanji, so as not to prevent the Southern Song Dynasty emperor from dying in the matter of eating opium raw.

However, Yang Jing thought about it, and in the end he still didn't do it, this thing is very harmful, if it really wants to spread, there is no need for Mongolian Tatars to enter the customs, and the Central Plains will be destroyed by this harmful thing sooner or later.

Although the cigarette gun was intercepted, this pipe was tailor-made for himself by Yang Jing out of selfishness.

As early as when he was a forensic doctor, Yang Jing was already an old smoker, after all, he often stayed up all night and fought continuously on the front line of work, and many people would rely on cigarettes to stay awake and lift their spirits, and Yang Jing was no exception.

It's a pity that there are pipes, but tobacco has never been found, whether it is Zhou Wenfang or Yan Lichun's medicine garden, there is no such thing as tobacco.

After all, it will take a long time for tobacco to be introduced to the Central Plains, and Yang Jing has no choice but to choose a compromise method, asking Chen Chao to mix some grass blades in the medicine garden with some sun-dried flowers, mixed with ground borneol into powder, and made tobacco like tea bricks.

The poppies in the medicine garden had already ripened, and Yang Jing had instructed Chen Chao before he set off, presumably the old man should have packed up those fruits a long time ago and collected Fushou paste according to Yang Jing's method.

Yang Jing has also warned several times that no one is allowed to contaminate these things, and after listening to the old man Chen Chao's personal promise, even if the old bones are gnawed by dogs, they must be kept secret, and Yang Jing can rest assured.

At this time, breaking a small piece of homemade tobacco, Yang Jing couldn't help but think of the home in Baling, and he didn't know what happened to Xia Zhiya and Chen Shuisheng and others.

Yang Jing shook his head and smiled bitterly, dispelling the thoughts in his head, and then took out the fire fold, blew it, and lit the pipe.

When the shoddy choking people inhaled with a trace of cool smoke, Yang Jing only felt that his lungs and bronchial tubes were dilated sharply, and his head suddenly became agitated, and he almost didn't cough it out.

With this tobacco, Yang Jing didn't have to worry about making sleepy mistakes, but after his brain cleared up, Yang Jing heard the sound of small footsteps on the Shinto in front of the temple!