"Dao Chief, there's a well over there."

The villagers are honest, and when they see Mochuan begging for water, they all refer to the well at the entrance of the village.

"Thank you, thank you."

Mo Chuan thanked him, followed the guidance and approached, and saw a well built with bluestones, and there were some bluestones scattered around.

Even in the middle of summer, the ground is still wet and not dry, and you can faintly see the peel and seeds of the broken leaf melon.

Come to think of it, it should be a place for the whole village to wash.

Seeing this, Mo Chuan rolled up his sleeves, shook his wheel, put on a bucket of well water, picked up the melon scoop hanging next to him, scooped a scoop, drank it bitterly, and trembled with comfort.

"Dao Chief, where did this fight come from? Where are you going? ”

An old man asked curiously.

"Coming from outside the mountains, going into the mountains to collect medicine."

Mo Chuan approached to talk, sat on the polished bluestone and said, "It seems that the mountains have not been peaceful for the past two days?" ”

"Hmm, what did the Taoist say?" The old man looked surprised.

"Poor Dao passed by a village yesterday, and the half-sized doll suddenly went crazy, and more than a dozen adults almost didn't hold it! There are also people whose arms are bitten and swollen like thighs! In the middle of the night, near a village, another person got hysteria, and said foolish things all night, you say, how can things be so coincidental? ”

Mo Chuanruo had a deep meaning and raised the stubble.

Actually, don't say it, it's a coincidence.

If you think about the timing of the two cases, isn't it when the one-eyed cow calls for him?

So Mo Chuan pondered, it should be the one-eyed monster cow that alarmed those remnant souls, which made them scatter and flee in broad daylight, crashing into people.

"Yo, and this? I haven't heard of it yet! ”

The old man looked at each other, obviously the communication in the countryside was inconvenient, the news was blocked, and the matter had not yet been transmitted.

"Dao Chief, what happened next?" The old man asked curiously.

The other old men also looked at it with curiosity.

-- The countryside is barren for entertainment, and these strange tales can always arouse people's infinite interest.

Seeing this, Mo Chuan was about to open his mouth to describe, not wanting to flash his afterglow, when he happened to see a bald monk coming.

Looking closely, this great monk is about thirty years old, with dark skin, born with a strong force, and his face is very honest and kind!

"Amitabha, the poor monk came from the Dayuan Temple, and went into the mountain to collect medicine on the order of the master, the mountain is high and the road is far away, and the thirst is unbearable, can you make it convenient to beg for a bowl of water to eat?"

The great monk approached, clasped his hands together, and asked politely.

You're also here to pick medicine? When Mo Chuan heard this, he looked at him with strange eyes.

Coincidentally, the great monk also looked at him, as if he was quite curious about where the Taoist priest came from here?

"Mage, the well is there!"

The old man and the old lady hurriedly pointed out.

After the interruption of the Light Seal Monk, the topic that Mo Chuan easily brought up was interrupted.

The great monk drank a full amount of water, walked over, and said to Mo Chuan:

"Amitabha, the poor monk Dayuan Temple Yinguang, Taoist friends look at the face, dare to ask which sect and which sect is the disciple?"

Mo Chuan got up and arched his hand:

"Poor Dao Mingchen, no door and no faction, just a Taoist priest."

The great monk breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, he casually exchanged a few words, then sat on the bluestone and rested.

"Dao Chief, what happened later? What happened to the crazy doll and the hysterical woman? ”

The old man at the entrance of the village was still worried about the affairs of the neighboring village, and when he saw that Mo Chuan didn't mention it, he hurriedly asked.

Mo Chuan smiled, ambiguously mentioned the ending, didn't say anything about himself, only said that he was passing by and heard it.

Everyone sighed when they heard it.

"Hey, speaking of which, what's so strange about Wabeizhuang?" Mo Chuan asked.

"Speaking of strange things, the poor monk knows one thing."

I don't want to, the big monk who hasn't spoken all this time suddenly interjected.

"Oh?"

Mo Chuan became interested.

……

But he said that there was a place called Nanton County, and there was a farmer named Zhang Zhu.

One day, after eating a plum, he was about to throw the plum kernel, when he happened to see soil in a mulberry tree in front of his house that had been eaten by insects.

It didn't take long for him to go out of the house.

I don't want to, this plum kernel actually broke the ground and sprouted, and grew into a tree, and the villagers saw the plum tree growing in the mulberry tree, and they were amazed, and they all said that this was the plum tree into essence.

One day, a man with eye disease passed by, sat under the plum tree to rest, his eyes hurt badly, remembered the legend of Li Shuchengjing, and died as a live horse doctor and said: O Li Shu Shenjun, if you can heal my eyes, I will sacrifice a pig to worship you.

As everyone knows, this eye pain was a minor illness, and it didn't take long for it to heal itself.

However, this man thought that it was the blessing of Li Shushenjun, and immediately made a vow, and Shang Fang sacrificed a pig.

After that, the spread of the matter became more and more evil, so that hundreds of chariots and horses often came to worship.

It wasn't until Zhang Zhu came back that he saw this scene and said in surprise: What is the Plum Tree Shenjun, isn't it the plum kernel I planted?

After speaking, he immediately cut down Li Shu with an axe.

……

After speaking, the great monk looked at the old man in the village with deep meaning and said:

"It's really interesting to look at this, but it's a moth-eaten thing, and it has attracted the worship of the people by mistake, and I don't know how many sacrifices have been wasted, but it's really a dog barking, all dogs barking, and people are also clouds."

The old people at the entrance of the village looked at each other.

Many people subconsciously looked up at the willow tree overhead, with suspicious eyes.

Could it be ...... Is it really moth-eaten?

"Hahaha, interesting, interesting!"

Mo Chuan slapped his legs and laughed, and this laughter stimulated the old man in the village to look more and more strange.

"Speaking of drafting wood into essence, Poor Dao has also heard an interesting anecdote."

……

Yes, there is a place called Suiyang Township, where a tree grows.

This tree is peculiar.

The branches that grew grew more and more like the shape of a human being.

"Yi Chuan" has a saying: Wang De is declining, and the next person will rise, and there will be Mu Sheng in the form of a human being.

What does it mean?

This means that if the prince's virtue declines, the lowly people will rise up, and they will chase the Central Plains, just as the lowly plants and trees will grow into human form, which is a great omen!

The royal family was furious when they heard the news and sent someone to investigate.

And guess what?

It turned out that someone wanted to rebel, and the artificial prophecy used that mold to get stuck on the branches, not to mention the human form, that is, jackals, tigers and leopards, and they could also grow.

……

When Mo Chuan said this, the great monk laughed: "Amitabha, this is a wonderful thing to say!" There are no gods and gods, but there are people with intentions to fool the people! ”

The old man's face at the entrance of the village became more and more difficult to look at.

Mo Chuan said with a smile: "The emperor also thought so, and then sent someone to cut down the wood, but if he didn't want to, when he went down with an axe, the tree shed scarlet blood, and it didn't take long for the emperor to die violently!" ”

The smile on the great monk's face suddenly froze.

The restless old men and women at the entrance of the village suddenly looked at each other and hurriedly asked:

"Oh, Dao Chief, what's going on?"

"I don't know about the poor road, but I think there are many inexplicable things in the world, how can I understand a little bit of skin, so I generalize about it? People, it's better to be in awe. ”

The old people didn't know the deep meaning, they just wanted to know the answer, and then asked: "Could it be that the tree is really a god?" ”

"Whether it's a goblin or a god, it doesn't hurt people, it doesn't hurt people, it doesn't hurt people, kneel down and worship the miracle, whether it's a demon or a god?"

Mo Chuan stood up and arched his hand: "Thank you for the hospitality, and say goodbye!" ”

After saying that, he walked away.

No, just out of the village, Fang walked more than 100 steps, and suddenly a call came from behind him.

"Fellow Daoists, stay!"

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