In Zhuangjia Village, the old village chief propped up his trembling body, got up with difficulty, bowed to the statue of Liu Xian in the home, and said weakly: "Lord Liu Xian, this is the last time the villain will incense you." The villain knows that his time is short, so he will offer you the last pillar of incense.

The villain migrated from Yanzhou in the northeast, and his family has been worshipping the five immortal families for generations. I never thought that when I came to this south, I would be able to meet Lord Liu Xian.

In the villain's life, the last thing he regrets is stubbornly taking the entire village to move thousands of miles to settle in the south. War in the north is imminent, and if you stay, I am afraid that every village will be wiped out.

In the future, the villain will let every household in the village worship you, Lord Liuxian, and ask you to protect our village for the sake of our whole village's devout worship, which is the villain's last and only wish. I hope that Daxian will be fulfilled! ”

After that, the old village chief kowtowed heavily.

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In the village, the young dog Dan of the year is now a father. He also had a big fat boy last month, and his mother-in-law is also a good girl in the family introduced by Aunt Wang, with a gentle personality and sensible personality.

When he looked up, he could see a persimmon tree blooming next door to the yard.

It was the yard of his brother Erniu, and it hadn't been inhabited for a long time.

Brother Erniu's mother-in-law and child moved to the city to live, relying on the one hundred taels of silver to buy a house in the city, Brother Erniu's baby has been sent to school for enlightenment, and I heard his mother-in-law say that the child was praised by Mr. Teaching is very good.

He looked at his newborn baby, and understood Brother Erniu's choice in his heart, but that Brother Erniu would never come back, and Goudan asked the village chief to give him a big name, called Zhao Daqian.

Zhao Daqian also decided to earn money for his son's future studies, and he didn't want his son to farm for the rest of his life.

The four surnames of Zhao, Wang, Zhang and Li in Zhuangjia Village add up to eight or nine hundred people, and there are only three or two people who can read and write.

Zhao Daqian walked back to the house and watched his mother-in-law worship the snake immortal devoutly, this is what the old village chief said a few days ago that the whole village must worship the Liu family immortal, this is his last wish. The old village chief has been the village chief for decades, and he has been conscientious and conscientious, and at the age of half of his body into the ground, he took the village all the way south and did not know how much suffering he experienced before he settled here.

Zhao Daqian, who has never believed in demons and ghosts, thinks about his baby, but also looks forward to the true success of this snake fairy.

He picked up the farmhouse incense and bowed down.

Wisps of smoke and incense rose in this village, and the land god jumped to his feet in the land temple when he saw it, but he didn't dare to stop it, if there was really any monster to swallow him, it would be the city god who would settle accounts after the autumn, except for the monster, his own life would be gone.

Shangguan has the survival of Shangguan, and Xiaguan has the survival of Xiaguan. It seems that the little priest of the land is the size of a palm, but he also has countless ways.

The land will not be nosy, and those monsters that have become the climate will also turn a blind eye, even if they enter the village to steal chickens and dogs, they will not care, as long as they don't eat people and take souls.

When such a thing happens, the land lord will be severely punished from above, so this is a degree.

Generally, monsters will lure mortals out of the village, eating people and digging out their hearts in the wilderness, even if the land lord sees it, he will not care, even if there is a bad question from above, as long as he says: "How can I have a small land with my hands and eyes to the sky and even manage the wilderness and mountains?" And it passed.

Therefore, as long as a low-level god like the land does not be unlucky enough to meet a mad demon, he will live a long time and live a very peaceful life.

The wisps of incense in the village of Zhuangjia drifted into the sky and scattered in all directions, faintly converging on the Snake King Valley. In this radius of 100 miles, he is the only one who can be regarded as the Liu family that has become the climate, who will go if he doesn't enter his head?

Bai Lan's mind is getting more and more distracted these days, and he will dream at night, dreaming of mortals who bow down to him, and a thin old man, this old man is different from others, there is a faint gold on the top of his head, if he guesses correctly, it should be merit.

The longer the doubt grew in his heart, the bigger it became, and finally Bai Lan decided to go down the mountain to have a look.

In his dream, he saw these mortals not far from him, at the foot of the mountain.

A gloomy cloudy day, hazy with drizzle,

From the small village at the foot of the mountain, some people with suona and golden gongs and other objects, with white strips tied to their heads, were invited into the village.

Bai Lan lurked at the bottom of the river, slowly approaching the stream that surrounded the village.

By the river, there are naughty children who catch fish and shrimp looking at the frantically beating schools of fish and shrimp and crabs on the river, and they are busy shouting: "Come on, come on, the fish in the river are diving!" The fish in the river are diving! ”

A passing scholar saw the children screaming on the shore, and approached curiously with an umbrella and a burden, but saw dozens or hundreds of fish of different sizes jumping on the river, as well as shrimp and crabs scurrying on the shore.

A group of children were excitedly catching fish and shrimp with their own nets, and the young people in the village also came out to catch fish.

Until a few old men heard this strange story, and hurriedly scolded the children and some hunters and returned home.

The old yellow head saw the young scholar and said with a smile: "Scholar, but you're in a hurry?" If you don't dislike it, you can go to our village to take a break. ”

When the scholar heard this, he hurriedly thanked: "Thank you to the old man, the little student Qi Xiao, and the people of Qijia Town." ”

The old yellow head laughed, "My name is Zhao Huangmao, old man, and everyone in the village calls me old yellow head." In the next life, there will be joys and sorrows in our village, don't you mind? ”

Qi Xiao hurriedly bowed his hand, "At the end of eighty, those who have both happiness and longevity can be described as happy mourning." This is also a happy event, and it is also a blessing for Xiaosheng to have the honor to give that old man a gift. ”

Uncle Zhao on the side smiled and said, "Reader, it's really nice to talk, come with us into the village to rest." ”

The group walked into the village, and the bank of the river, which had been quite lively, was quiet and empty, and a huge snake's head poked its head out of the river to look at the village.

In the village, the courtyard of a rather thick earthen house is full of people, old and young, mothers, unmarried girls, and children playing and playing.

In the seven-foot door, there were even more people, the older ones gathered around the bed, the younger generation knelt in front of the bed, kneeling outside the house from the oldest to the smallest, and a black solid wood coffin stopped in the next room.

The old village chief who still had his breath left lying on the earthen bed, surrounded by several respected old people of the same generation, and a copper lamp full of oil was placed at the head of the bed, but the fire core always did not burn much.

Lao Huangtou looked at the village chief and sighed: "Lao Li, it seems that you took the first step, and a few of us followed you to this south to enjoy more blessings." ”

The old village chief looked at a few people with cloudy eyes, and a relieved smile slowly appeared on his face, it was a group of people who were still by his side after experiencing the wind and rain, and it was a blessing to have them send him on his last journey.

Qi Xiao came to the crowd, and the girl's house, who was busy in the back kitchen, always blushed and shy when she saw him, such a handsome scholar could be seen at a glance in a group of rural rough people.

He was not ashamed, nor was he Meng Lang, but he just talked to some men politely and politely, and asked curiously about their customs.

Inside, the old village chief's son, daughter, and grandchildren knelt together.

The old village chief listened to these familiar voices in the house, the warmth of people coming and going, he felt extremely relieved, the previous generation of village chiefs handed over the dilapidated village to him, and now his hard life can be regarded as not living up to the trust, and he can go to see the old man with peace of mind.

He closed his eyes, the memory of a lifetime in his mind, grew up in the field with his parents when he was a child, learned to do farm work, did it at sunrise, and rested at sunrise, followed a master in the town to the restaurant as a buddy, and asked the old shopkeeper to teach a few words in his spare time, and then his parents asked someone to spend a lot of money to say a matchmaker, and took a woman who was not beautiful but could bear hardships and stand hard work, they had children together, when he was thirty years old, many men died in the war-torn village in the north, and the village chief was forced to die by collecting children, and the mother-in-law also died of illness, The village chief entrusted the village to him before his death, and he ushered in all kinds of good words from the officials in the town and county town who had no dignity, and relied on the small wit of pleasing guests in the restaurant to bring some stability to the village, and worked hard for forty years.

His Majesty the Holy Emperor is about to send troops to the Northern Barbarians again. He couldn't let the village that had just regained its popularity wither again. It just so happens that immigrants from the south, who wants to move to a place thousands of miles away where they are unfamiliar with their lives?

Against public opinion, he decided to move south with the village to escape the war, exempted from conscription, and came to settle down here after a lot of hardships.

Now that everything is fine in the village, there is no need to go through famine, and the neighbors who have parents who are short and have the strength to talk about trivial matters and make noise over trivial matters make him feel that life is very good.

The old village chief has no regrets.

Suddenly, another picture appeared in his mind.

In the small river outside the village, a thick and terrifying white snake poked its head out of the water.

Liu Taixian? Liu Daxian also came to see him? It turns out that the village is really blessed by Liu Daxian?

The old village chief opened his eyes in an instant, and he didn't know where he got the strength to sit up and straighten.

The people in the house who were about to cry and mourn were stunned for a moment, and when they saw the oil lamp blown out by the wind blown out by the old village chief, they suddenly remembered that this was a return to the light!

His son hurriedly said, "Dad! What else do you have to ask for? But what else do you want to eat? Son did it for you? Or do you want to see who isn't here? ”

The old village chief got up stiffly, walked out of the house under the incredulous gaze of everyone in the house, and walked out of the village without saying a word.

Everyone was stunned, and his son grabbed the old yellow man's hand and said hurriedly: "Uncle, what's wrong with my father?" ”

The old yellow head also shook his head in confusion, and then said, "Anyway, hurry up and follow your father!" ”

So in the house, a large group of people in the courtyard, none of them dared to speak, and followed the steps of the old village chief and walked out.

Qi Xiao was very surprised, this old man was obviously thin, his eyes were black, and he was lying on the bed just now and was about to die, how could he suddenly be able to walk away this time? Isn't it evil?

He curiously followed the crowd up, just after the rain, the dirt road in the village was full of mud, and the group kept a distance of one foot and followed the old village chief to the head of the village.

Aunt Wang said curiously: "Why does the old village chief have to fight his last breath to come here on this rainy day?" Don't you want to be buried at the entrance of the village? ”

She was a rough man, and scolded in a low voice: "Stinky mother-in-law! What day is this, your broken mouth is still muttering? ”

Aunt Wang glanced at her own man and stopped talking.

The old village chief walked to the head of the village and stood still.

Everyone also stopped, and his two sons stepped forward and looked at their father distressedly, "Dad, let's go back, it's cold outside, but it's warm inside." ”

The old village chief just didn't leave, didn't say a word, and looked straight into the distance with a pair of eyes.

The old yellow head said: "This is not a solution after all. If someone with a heart hears it, they will think that Lao Li has fallen into evil and splashed dirty water for nothing.

Call a few young men and carry Lao Li back carefully. ”

When the young men of several village chiefs heard the uncle's order, they stepped forward.

At this moment, the old village chief suddenly raised his hand and pointed forward.

The emaciated black dogs, the white geese in captivity, and the crows nesting in the trees in the village all screamed in amazement and frenzy.

Everyone couldn't help but look at it.

Along his finger were the dirt roads of the village, and in the distance were the drizzling farmland and the green hills that stood against the gray-blue sky.

The old yellow head sighed: "Lao Li, let's go home." ”

"Whoa~"

Before he finished speaking, there was a sound of water by the river not far away.

"Ahh O snake! ”

"What a big snake!"

"Oh my God! Youkai! ”

Lao Huangtou raised his eyes and saw a thick white python crawling out of the small river at the edge of the village, the thick snake body, the snake head that was different from ordinary snakes, and the pieces of jade-white snake scales on the body all showed that this was not an ordinary python.

Fear was piled up in his heart, and the old yellow head looked at the old village chief standing not far from the giant python, and his heart suddenly flashed, and he trembled and shouted loudly: "Shut up, don't shout, this is the Baojia Immortal!" Kneel down for me and kowtow to Liu Jiaxian! ”

A group of panicked and frightened peasants knelt down one after another when they heard this, and bowed: "Liu Daxian bless! Blessed by Liu Daxian! ”

Qi Xiao behind the crowd was full of fear, and he was the only one in the audience who did not kneel, so looking at the perspective of the big snake was more impactful and targeted.

Qi Xiao grunted and swallowed his saliva.

Bai Lan looked at the mortals kneeling on the ground, and his heart suddenly realized that the call came from the faith of these people.

Wriggling his body, the snake body of the white jade was not contaminated with a trace of mud in the mud. He lowered his head and looked curiously at the old man who was about to die.

Is this the human being who has merit in him?

Bai Lan curiously stretched out the snake letter and sensed the smell of the old man, it was very rotten, and there was no unique taste of merit and golden light.

The old village chief raised his trembling hand and touched Bai Lan's head, the cold scales were like iron, but they were the creations of nature and the world, with infinite mystery and unfathomability.

The old village chief looked at the python without a trace of fear, but smiled. "Thank you Liu Xian for coming to give the old man a ride for me, I'm very grateful!"

He said incoherently that at the last moment before he died, he saw the faith of his life and was extremely happy.

Bai Lan saw a glimmer of golden light flying above the old man's head.

The old man knelt down, "I am grateful to you to bless the village, and I will worship you until I die." ”

Bai Lan looked at the trace of gold above his head, and suddenly realized that there was still a trace of blood-red ominous light above his head, but now it was dispelled by the faint golden light.

He only felt light, and his mind felt that heaven and earth had never been so clear.

Bai Lan nodded at the old man, he didn't care if those people who went up the mountain were brought by the people from this village, anyway, the people who went up the mountain only survived the three people he deliberately let go. Moreover, the old village chief's merit dissolved his karma, and it could be regarded as a reward for this good and virtuous old man.

The old village chief turned around with a smile and walked home without saying a word.

Bai Lan glanced at the old village chief and turned to leave, but before leaving, he looked back at the scholar standing in the kneeling crowd.

Qi Xiao saw the giant python suddenly look back at him, and he was so frightened that he almost wanted to run away.

Fortunately, the terrifying python swam into the river, and the huge splash was lifted and gradually disappeared.

The villagers reacted after a long period of shock, and when they looked at the old village chief again, he had already left with a faint smile on his face.

After a while, the village resounded with the piercing sound of suona, as well as the sound of the golden gong of Jin Ge's impact, and faintly the subdued strings of the erhu sounded, and the sound of crying floated through the mountains and fields to announce the death of the old man.

In the drizzle, Bai Lan turned his head, looked at the village in the distance, and spit out the snake letter to remember its taste.