Chapter Eighty-Five: The Treacherous
Master Ding's words were filled with disgust, and I remembered the scene I had seen in the courtyard before, and instead of being surprised, I was a little steady.
The reason why I say sculpting the statue of the god is, on the one hand, I really want to let the villagers not be bewitched in the future, and on the other hand, I also want to explore the path of Master Ding.
Yujia Village is very closed, and the villagers can be said to obey the gods, otherwise they will not be bewitched by the yellow skin.
If you can get the opportunity to mold the Dharma body of the gods and Buddha statues, this is a blessing that has been cultivated for a hundred years, and ordinary people must not ask for it, but in such an environment, Master Ding actually refused.
I hid my thoughts, put a warm smile on my face, and said, "It's okay, don't be angry, don't do it." ”
Master Ding snorted coldly, but did not answer, turned around and left, leaving only a group of villagers looking at each other.
Turning around, I said to them, "We have to understand the master, maybe people have rules?" Right. ”
When the villagers heard me say this, someone in the crowd suddenly gave me a thumbs up and praised me for being understanding.
I'm empathetic, what's going on with Master Ding, I know best in my own heart.
It's over, and I'm ready to return to my master.
But the villagers said that they would not let them go, and that they had to have a meal in the village, and they had to stay for another night.
In this afternoon, the villagers slaughtered pigs and sheep, and I secretly sighed in my heart, people, if you have the ability, someone will naturally put you on the top of your head.
By the end of the evening, I was already hungry, and I finally waited for their greatest hospitality, the beef hot pot.
I don't know what it is, there's a layer of green floating in the cauldron.
Yu Lan frowned and looked at the pot, his face was full of discomfort, and said softly: "This is a good thing, you eat more." ”
Everyone was already seated, and the old lady muttered a lot of words in words I didn't understand, and I could see that this group of people was very happy anyway.
I looked at the green stuff in the pot and didn't dare to eat it, so I called Xiaobin over.
I pointed to the pot and asked softly, "What the hell is a cow?" ”
Xiaobin said softly: "Cow's stomach, what's wrong?" ”
I was a little puzzled and asked, "Hot pot made of beef stomach?" ”
Xiaobin said proudly: "You are only half right, let me tell you, this is what we eat during the New Year's Festival, this is when you come, we can still borrow a light." ”
After a pause, Xiao Bin continued: "This hot pot is also called Baicao Soup, the undigested grass in the cow's stomach, plus our secret spices, boiled into soup, this is a good thing." ”
My stomach twitched when I listened, but I didn't show it, after all, it is a characteristic of others, and it is not good to show disgust.
At this time, the old lady asked with concern, "Why don't you eat it?" ”
I laughed dryly and said, "I don't have a good stomach." ”
The old lady was very reasonable, waved her hand, and said, "It's okay, then drink more soup." ”
Compared to my embarrassment, everyone sang and danced, and the scene was peaceful, and when everyone was immersed in this joy, an extremely discordant exclamation broke the silence.
I looked sideways, and the screams were a few Miao girls with discolored faces, I don't know what I saw, they were standing in place in a daze at the moment.
The villagers walked over and whispered to a few girls, I couldn't hear what was being said, but I saw that the villagers' expressions became more and more solemn.
Suddenly, the villagers ran after me.
The villagers were horrified and said, "Master, something has happened again. ”
I said suspiciously, "Don't panic, speak slowly." ”
The villagers looked around vigilantly and said, "There was originally a bonfire party tonight, and these girls were all dancing, and there were originally eight people, but now they are dancing and dancing, and they have become nine!" ”
I was stunned for a moment and said, "Then you can check people directly, and you must know each other." ”
The villagers said anxiously: "Oh, it's strange here, everyone knows each other, and they don't know who is extra at all!" ”
I crossed Erlang's legs and thought to myself, I probably understood what was going on, this kind of thing is commonly known as "ghost people".
There are two kinds of this situation, the first is a passing ghost, see how lively this person is, but also want to join in the fun, in this case, find a wooden spoon, put a few grains of rice, sprinkle in the southwest.
The second is a little dangerous, and that is to come prepared. This ghost has been planning for a long time, mixed with the crowd, not necessarily when to suddenly attack, in this case, it is generally related to some people and comes with a purpose.
This kind of thing generally happens in the mountains and forests, because the yin qi is heavy, which is convenient for ghosts to hide, and the geographical location of Yujia Village, it is not surprising that this kind of thing happens.
I called a few girls over, and the faces of the girls were pale, and the look of panic was overflowing, and I really didn't distinguish it with the naked eye, but I had yin and yang eyes.
I wiped my eyes with the leaves that my master gave me, and sure enough, nothing could escape the yin and yang eyes.
But when I looked closely, it wasn't a ghost, but the ghost of the yellow skin had returned!
That's right, it's the yellow skin with his head chopped off.
At this moment, the yellow skin has no head, it is straight to the neck, the blood on the neck has not dried up, hidden in the clothes and looking around, as if looking for something.
I was shocked, the ghost of the yellow skin picked the most time to come back, this is not to join in the fun, this is obviously to let Yujia Village annihilate!
Speaking from the heart, this yellow skin is demagogic and harms one party, and it is not a pity to die.
However, she should not die at the hands of a mortal, and the big mistake should also be decided by the underworld.
Master Ding's knife caused a big trouble!
Although I panicked, I couldn't show it, but calmly said to the villagers, "Bring me some water." ”
Lao Dan said that "good is like water", which probably means that water can wash away all unclean things, referring not only to the dirt in the world, in a sense, water can ward off evil spirits.
The villagers brought the water over, I didn't hesitate at all, and splashed it directly at the ghost of the yellow skin, and before everyone could react, the ghost of the yellow skin had disappeared.
This time, death can't let him run away!
Just as I was chasing after me, there was a sound of breaking wind behind me, I instinctively lowered my head, and a long knife flew out against my scalp, "bang", and smashed straight into the ground, the knife flew out, scared me into a cold sweat.
I squatted on the ground and quickly looked back, it turned out to be Master Ding!
What the hell is this old boy, trying to kill me?
Master Ding walked up to me and whispered, "There is more than enough success and more failure." ”
I was instantly furious, you caused the disaster, why did you become my pot?
I just wanted to theorize, but I found that the knife that Master Ding threw out actually emitted a trace of black smoke!
This knife, there is a saying!
I looked at the knife carefully, it was about two feet long, the body of the knife was jet black, and there were some strange symbols engraved on it, and I could still feel the extraordinary cold of this knife through the air.
I concluded that this is definitely not a decent Xuanmen magic weapon, a decent magic weapon, all of which are mainly sticks and rods, and there will not be such a heavy thing as anger.
I couldn't help but keep my eyes on this knife, but something even weirder happened, the ghost of the yellow skin actually disappeared under my nose! The black smoke that came out of the blade just now was Huang Pizi's last struggle.
I grabbed Master Ding's arm, with a hint of anger, and said in a low voice, "Who the hell are you!" ”
Master Ding said in a cold voice, "Good man." ”
I couldn't hold back any longer, I directly pinched the meridian canal acupoint on Master Ding's wrist, put my face to his ear, gritted my teeth and said, "You destroy the spirit without permission, just this is enough for you to go to hell!" ”
That's when I realized that I had forgotten that there were still villagers watching. I had no choice but to squeeze his wrist and say to the villagers kindly, "You go on, this is all a trivial matter, and it is all settled." ”
Only then did the villagers come to their senses and resume singing and dancing.
I turned around and slammed my force on his acupuncture points.
In this place, as long as you use the right strength, the other party's half-stretched body will be numb directly, and when I exert myself here, I can clearly feel that Master Ding's body has softened.
But Master Ding bit and didn't speak, and I couldn't do anything for a while.
Just as the two of us were secretly arguing, someone outside suddenly shouted: "Old Pi! Someone is looking for you! ”
Ignoring the softness of his body, Master Ding shook his hand and shook me off, and he actually changed his face again, put on a sincere smile, and said, "Come on!" ”
Old skin?
Isn't his surname Ding?