Chapter Eighty-Five: Don't Come Here! (Ask for subscription)
"It looks like it's supposed to be a god statue, but since it can be placed in this place, and you don't know it, brother, it must not be invited from a serious temple, if your child picked it up for fun, it's fine, but if the family doesn't know..."
"I know that you have concerns, brother, and I also think that the mountain charm entered your house last night, and it didn't hurt your two boys, it is likely that it is the credit of this idol, but brother, you can't take money from unknown sources, and the idol of unknown origin doesn't dare to ask for it at home!"
Mrs. Han said earnestly: "Whether it's good or bad, I don't know, don't be sure, stay and hurt your family when you stay!"
I think it's better to wrap it in a red cloth and tie it with hemp rope, it's too late today, so that tomorrow I will take it to the city and have someone take it to the Buddhist temple on the mountain, if you really want to keep it, brother, please come back in a few days, and make offerings with delicious food and drink."
"Hmm!"
The old farmer nodded.
Then he wiped his head and face, stepped forward to wrap the wood carving where Zhang Ke was located with a red cloth, and then under the command of Mrs. Han, tied it with a rope and handed it to Mrs. Han along with a few copper plates stained with oil.
"It's a pity!"
Anyway, it's all in the village, where to start Zhang Ke doesn't mind, those black shadows - after the mountain charm reunion is not enough for him to slash, what is Zhang Ke worried about?
The only problem is that I have now left the farmer's home.
If there is some accident tonight, he may not be able to save it.
Although he was already in the house before leaving, there was a wisp of his mind on the courtyard door.
But there is this layer of red cloth wrapped in the body,
The farther away Zhang Ke was from his own divine thoughts, the worse the sensory signal became.
And Mrs. Han took the wood carving home, put it in a dark hut with a backlight, closed the door and locked it, picked up things from the next door and hurried away.
I guess I went to help the farmer.
Zhang Ke didn't go too far,
His attention was now all on the dimly lit hut.
There are all kinds of strange things in it, like paper people, paper money, yellow paper... He can understand all this, but what are the scales and braids used for?
gradual
Zhang Ke was not satisfied with watching the wood carving, but he didn't dare to go too far away from the wood carving just after suffering a loss, so he simply separated a large stream of divine thoughts.
The thought vaguely condensed into a vague human form and appeared in the room.
Fly rubbing hands JG
Zhang Ke had to pick up every strange thing and play with it, even put it in a box, and he would open it to see what was covered with a red cloth.
Zhang Ke is so straightforward,
There was still no movement in the room.
Even the originally sneaky and dark room became brighter by him so tossed.
Even if the sunlight in the room was only a few traces of light through the cracks in the door.
But in the midst of it,
Sensoryly, it is no different from the main room, it is quite bright and much more spacious.
Feeling that there was nothing worth fiddling with here, Zhang Ke's mind simply walked out of the door and went to the other rooms in the courtyard.
Then under a tile in the bedroom, he found a book wrapped in oiled paper.
Open it and see that it reads - Encyclopedia of Spells. ….
Very good and very morale!
Zhang Ke raised his eyebrows, his attitude became a lot more serious, and then he reached out and opened the noble spell book...
It's really complete,
But this thing has nothing to do with spells, and the content in it is more of a story, recording some folk taboos, and there are only three separate records.
A Fu Ping, similar to a pen fairy.
A large pill, a pill made with a few specific herbs, after being left for a period of time, can be carried around to dispel resentment.
The last piece of paper was really a spell, but unfortunately it was a magic spell.
It's not two Buddhism and Taoism, and it's not attached to a regular temple, and you can't use the spell to please the gods, unless you find some lonely ghosts, but serious people who use this thing!
After reading the wrapping and putting it back in its previous position, Zhang Ke retracted his scattered thoughts.
Until the sun gradually sank in the west, Zhang Ke's divine thoughts outside were arranged, scattering wisps of divine thoughts in various locations in the village.
When it was approaching evening, Mrs. Han hurried back.
As soon as she entered the courtyard gate, her face changed suddenly, and she turned her head to look at the room where Zhang Ke was.
The things in her house are all things that had happened in the neighborhood before, and there was no way to destroy them directly after solving the problem, so she simply brought them home first and stored them in the house.
Every three months, she would take them to the temple in the city, give them to the temple and destroy them all.
And according to the time, it happened that she was going to the city tomorrow.
It stands to reason that with the retirement of time, the closer to the three-month time limit, the more messy things will be in this room, and every day after the sun sets is their active time, and at this time the whole room exudes an eerie and eerie atmosphere.
Through the crack in the door, you can often see a pair of eyes looking inside the door.
In the middle of the night, you can even hear something banging on the door of the house.
But what's going on today, not only is the room too quiet, but even the whole room doesn't look a little gloomy.
"Is it the statue of the god in the day?"
Mrs. Han had a flash of inspiration, and her eyes suddenly lit up when she looked at the room, but then instead of daring to step forward and open the door, she took a few steps back and walked to the gate of the courtyard.
The only thing that can deter the bad guys is the more vicious bad guys.
The silence in the room is not necessarily good news.
Probably because of something even scarier.
But it's not good to just hide in the doorway.
It's likely that there will be a mountain charm into the village tonight,
Her arrangement felt like she could keep it out, but by tomorrow she would set out with the family at dawn, and everything would be solved when she went to the temple in the city.
Tonight, on the contrary, the village is not peaceful.
It's not safe to stand at the gate of the courtyard.
After observing for a while, she rubbed against the courtyard wall and returned to her room from the other side.
Then the door was shut.
In the dimly lit clay house, you can vaguely see a head lying in front of the window, carefully watching the movement outside the house.
I waited until late at night, in the middle of the moon.
There was not a trace of clouds tonight, but the moonlight was not as bright and bright as usual, and the moon seemed to be shrouded in a veil, and the halo around it became hazy, like a circle of fine fluff. ….
Mrs. Han, who was peeking in the room, glanced at the sky, and then quietly got back to the bed.
Don't look at it, don't watch it.
Even Mao Yue has come out, what are you still looking at, is it possible to wait for a head to look at you outside the window late at night?
Lie down, don't move, and stay up until dawn!
Thinking so, she kept thinking about the quiet cabin when she came home today, and she couldn't sleep for a long time.
Until the wind blows outside,
It is like crying, like someone crying in a low voice, and it seems to be the howl of a jackal, which is particularly infiltrating.
With the sound of the wind,
On the other side, the door of the hut was suddenly 'clammed' open, and then there were several dull sounds of falling to the ground at the courtyard gate, and with the howling cold wind, she faintly smelled a strong smell of blood.
Outside the door, a statue wrapped in red cloth floated into the middle of the courtyard and landed on the ground.
Then, Zhang Ke squeezed out of the crack like squeezing toothpaste, sensing the movement behind the house in front of the village, his expression was indifferent, wielding the blade turned into a violent wind, dismembering all the mountain charms who dared to enter the range of his perception.
Black blood flowed haphazardly throughout the village.
And it happened that at this time, a gust of wind suddenly blew, and I don't know where to roll up a spark, and it was about to fall to the ground, but it was blown up by another wind and landed in Zhang Ke's palm.
The village was quiet again, and everything seemed to be under his control again.
But Zhang Ke did not let his guard down, standing on the same level as the roof, observing the surroundings.
The divine thought enveloped the village, but when it spread outward, Zhang Ke encountered a resistance, as if he had received rejection from the mountains and forests outside, and his divine thought was violently pushed back.
And Zhang Ke held up his mind again, this time the strength of resistance was even greater, but at the same time, Zhang Ke also found a trace of abnormality, and he followed his feeling to look into the mountains and forests in the distance.
At the end of the line of sight, a black, large figure could be faintly glimpsed, prostrate on the ground.
With Zhang Ke's gaze, the thing also raised its head, a pair of scarlet eyes stared at him, and Zhang Ke didn't feel any mood fluctuations in those eyes, as if they were just two red light bulbs.
Just in a fixed posture, his eyes stared at Zhang Ke, motionless.
Zhang Ke stared at it for a long time, and finally didn't know how much time had passed.
In the perception of Shen Nian, some swaying figures appeared outside the village again, this time not only the mountain charm, but also some animals and people.
They weren't alive, but they didn't look like they were dead.
The corpse showed no obvious signs of decomposing, but it was a strange black and purple color, far away from the village and the mountain forest, and a pair of black eyes revealed pure greed.
It's like a hungry person who drools at the sight of a hot piece of roast meat.
And now Zhang Ke, in the eyes of these things, is this piece of roast meat.
Zhang Ke's scalp was numb.
In addition to the mountain charm, there are also living corpses, and even behemoths staring at him in the mountains and forests in the distance.
It's just a small mountain village,
It's so weird in the nearby mountains and forests.
How did these people live here and still be passed down from generation to generation? ….
Some are incomprehensible.
And just when Zhang Ke was ready to clean up these living corpses again.
The huge figure in the mountains and forests in the distance suddenly stood up,
Suddenly a strong wind blew down from the mountain,
mixed with the strong smell of animals,
It seems that there is still some smell of incense after burning,
Mixed together, Zhang Ke's eyes hurt like substance.
But at this time, Zhang Ke didn't dare to close his eyes at all, but opened his eyes wide and looked at the figure on the distant mountain, and in the hazy moonlight, it vaguely saw that there were several thick thighs under the behemoth.
Then the figure did not walk down the mountain, but looked at Zhang Ke a few more times, as if he had completely remembered him in his heart, and then turned around and disappeared on the top of the mountain.
With its departure,
The mountain ghosts around the village, the living corpses also staggered and left with them.
"That's it?"
Just blew a Mars over, and if it didn't work out, it was gone?
Zhang Ke was still frightened, and deliberately held the statue in his arms, for fear that the other party would have some evil methods to yin him.
And that's the result?
It's too anticlimactic.
When he came back to his senses, Zhang Ke realized that the sky above his head was already a little brighter.
It's early in the morning.
The sun won't have long to wait for the next day to rise.
......
In Gu County, in the Chenghuang Temple, in the dim hall, incense candles emitted curling green smoke.
Under normal circumstances, no matter when the incense is applied, the incense candles in the temple will tilt in a certain direction when they are halfway up, and in the corresponding direction, there is usually a statue of the god.
Of course, in the vast majority of cases, the incense in the main hall, even if it is not explicitly enshrined in front of the table of the city god, will rarely flutter at will.
In recent years, the temple incense has become more and more vigorous,
There is enough money for incense oil in the temple to fill the halls of the temple with incense.
But tonight,
Just after nightfall, a biting cold wind blew in the temple, and many incense and candles in front of the statues were blown out by this evil wind.
Ignited again,
The incense was still the same incense, but the smoke that rose was endless, and it floated straight to the roof and the beams.
The temple that took care of the incense immediately became numb, turned his head and ran to the main hall, although there was no total annihilation here, but there was also a small half of the incense that was blown out.
The same ignition,
Same result.
Feeling that he couldn't handle such a situation, Miaozhu went directly to the backyard and knocked on the door to wake up the Taoist priests who were meditating.
Subsequently, a temple blessing and three Taoist priests walked around the outside of each hall and found something even more terrifying.
It is still a trivial matter for the incense candle to be extinguished, most of the souls, the two shackled generals, and even the idol of a judge are quietly cracked, and several huge cracks go straight up and down, and the hands and feet of the four people are cold.
This is a big problem, it's really a big trouble!
"Senior brother, what should I do? Would you like to let me know?"
After a long time, the youngest of the three Taoist priests pursed his dry lips and said hoarsely, "Things are getting more and more out of control, and if you continue like this, there will be problems in Guxian County!"
"Sue? Where to go to sue me? Do you think that if you ask for the mountain gate and the court, you will have a way?"
In the dimly lit hall, the senior brother of the Taoist priest raised his head, looked at this statue of the god who was either alive or dead, and sighed lightly: "Look at it again, wait for two days."
Miaozhu next to him looked at these two people blankly, he didn't know what he was talking about at all, but it shouldn't be good news when he thought about it, he thought to himself in his heart.
At this time, the Taoist senior brother glanced at him and snorted coldly, "I don't know what you're thinking, but today's matter is better to rot in your stomach, once you want to say it, it's best to think carefully about whether others will believe your words, or whether your little life can be saved after you go out?"
"I... Got it!"
"It's good to know, there are ready-made paints behind the temple, Qingfeng, you go to the back with him, bring the paints over, and we will repair the statue overnight tonight."
Stupid Bunny-kun