Chapter 246: The Traditional Performing Arts of the Great Song Dynasty
"Still won't open the door?"
On both sides of the temple, hundreds of soldiers raised their longbows and bent their bows to shoot, on the slope not far from the temple, a young Taoist in a bright yellow Taoist robe looked at the tightly closed gate, stroked his beard, and his handsome face was a little unbearable.
Observing the embarrassed look of the Taoist, a man in civilian clothes on the side glanced at the Dragon King Temple that blocked the gate, and a trace of disdain flashed on his face.
Close the door?
If closing the door helps, then what are they doing here?
Oh, it can't be said that it is completely useless, once the gate is closed, it can indeed block those foolish people who come to worship, but in the face of the pressure of the army, what can a wooden door do?
Even if there is divine power attached to the door, but when it is rushed by the army, there is nothing left, and any few strong soldiers can knock their bodies open.
The reason why this is not done is that first, the Great Song Dynasty has just conquered the world, although the form of scholars and royal families sharing the world has been established, but it has not been fully formed after all, and the status of the warriors is not low to the dust, and most of the soldiers who have been assembled are from good families, not untouchables and thieves in the late Song Dynasty.
In other words, the lives of soldiers are still worth a little money now.
Second, if you want to cut down mountains and destroy temples, the soldiers who cooperate must be elites who have seen blood and have evil spirits, and most of the elite troops of the Great Song Dynasty are deposited on the north and south borders, and there are only a few who can be freed up.
The evil god yin shrine that is going to be defeated is not only here, and the other party is really forced to jump over the wall in a hurry, and if the loss is serious, it is not easy for him to explain to Shangguan.
Therefore, even if the army had besieged the Dragon King Temple, he did not order the soldiers to attack rashly, but waited for the high-level mage invited from Dragon Tiger Mountain in front of him to make a decision.
The soldiers on both sides of the temple and the talismans and arrows in their hands are just one of the many arrangements.
In addition, in the upper and lower reaches of the Fenshui River under the control of the dragon king, there are also special people to supervise the construction of several stone bridges, and hang the dragon sword under the bridge; Several canals have been dug to make it easier to drain the river at any time
For the sake of a water dragon king who is less than seven grades, such an arrangement is not considered to be an insult to it.
As for the extravagance, our Da Song lacks everything, but there is no shortage of money!
If this temple is smarter, before the army blockades this place, find some people to be trapped in the temple with the scholars, maybe he will be a little more afraid, but now there is only one temple and a few wizards and gods, which is more convenient for them.
Thinking of this, the sneer on his face became a little thicker.
Now that everything is ready, not only did he not wait for the order of the master of Gao Gong to break the temple, but he saw a little unbearable look on the other party's face, and the plainclothes civil official secretly said that it was not good in his heart.
Then he walked to the side of the Taoist and said softly:
"Why did Zhang Zhenren bother so much for a small country god who did not respect the king's order, according to the official, he attacked it directly, broke the temple gate, destroyed its statue, first cut off its incense, and then drained the river, caught its body and took it to ask for guilt. Could it be that it can still turn the sky upside down? β
As soon as the words fell, the Taoist, who was still sighing a moment ago, suddenly turned his head to look at the plainclothes civil official, and the coldness in his eyes was like a few arrows piercing his heart.
Shocked by this gaze, the plainclothes civil servant subconsciously took a few steps back, until a trace of heat came from his chest, and he was pulled out of the shock.
"Zhang Zhenren, what are you doing here?" The civil official screamed in surprise, reached out into his chest, took out the official seal that he had been carrying in his arms, and put it on the bright side, and at the same time hurriedly left the place, until he retreated behind several officers and soldiers, and then looked at the Taoist in shock.
However, at this time, the Taoist had already withdrawn his gaze, and his eyes were fixed on the undulating river, as if sighing and regretting: "Don't respect the king's order?"
"Yes, I don't respect the king's order!"
Just a reason for not respecting the king's order, how many temples south of the Yangtze River, how many mountains and rivers and water gods who are diligent for the people have all turned into ashes.
However, he is a pity.
But I can only think about it in my heart.
Although the holy decree of the Son of Today is only to secure his own throne, it is not wrong in principle.
Because since the rise of Huangchao tore the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty, the Central Plains has entered more than a hundred years of chaos. Not to mention the rise and fall of the dynasty, not to mention the suffering of the people, just the bulls, ghosts, snakes and gods who have risen up in this troubled world can be called a massive, they bewitch the people, steal incense, claim to be gods, and do some dirty things such as flies and dogs. I don't know how many people were tossed by these cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods to sacrifice their wives and lose their wealth.
The dungeon is full, and countless lonely ghosts and ghosts wander the countryside. Even the Huanghuang humane qi and the great Song Dynasty national fortune could not suppress these escaping yin and evil qi.
In the past, even if the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism frequently sent disciples down the mountain to save people, the demon slaying and eliminating the demon did not improve at all, but now a holy decree dispatches a large army to suppress the territory, which is a good time to clear the world!
The only pity is that the holy decree has gone through too many people, and after being issued layer by layer, it has already deviated from its original intention.
Now, not only the cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods, but also those good gods who are diligent in serving the people and protecting the water and soil have been included in the scope of the attack. This water river dragon king, is the latter, the unlucky guy thought that he was diligent, and he was the water god canonized by the previous dynasty, so he didn't take it seriously, and he didn't care about the newly built Great Song Dynasty, but he didn't know that his flesh and blood had long been looked at by high-ranking officials and nobles, and the so-called disrespect for the king's life was just a reason.
Wretched!
But it's useless, even if he has mercy, he can't protect the other party.
It can't be because of a momentary kindness, which harms the entire Longhu Mountain
In vain!
Closing his eyes, the Daoist's voice was cold: "The talisman arrow shoots three rounds, first break its divine light protection, and then change the rocket!" β
"Did you hear it, the rune arrows shot three rounds, and then changed the rocket! Break the temple first, then take the dragon! β
With the civil official's explanation, the military attache standing beside him hurriedly shouted: "Destroy the temple first and then take the evil dragon!" β
"Shoot! Shoot! Shoot! β
With a command, hundreds of arrows flew into the air, and after a brief ascent, they turned into a black cloud and fellβan aqua-blue curtain of light opened above the temple, but it only took a breath before the curtain was broken by the arrows carrying the runes.
The doors, windows, floors, and beams were full of dense arrows, and the cinnabar on the arrow shafts flowed down like blood, and the divine light that had just emerged in the temple was fiercely suppressed.
Then soaked in fierce fire oil, the arrows and burning arrows were shot into the temple, and in the next moment, the fire ignited, and the entire Dragon King Temple turned into a sea of fire in an instant.
Feeling the scorching flames outside the door, the temple blessing with sadness in his heart crawled out from under the offering table, looked at the few disciples beside him, especially the youngest one, his eyes stayed on the beard that was still fluffy at the corner of his mouth for a moment, and sighed lightly: "It was for the teacher to harm you, if you open the temple door, you will not be buried with me, a bad old man!" β
"Master, ahem, it's clear that the court doesn't distinguish between right and wrong, what does it have to do with you, ahem!"
"That's right, master, we are not afraid of death, and we will not leave the Dragon King again, cough cough, blame the emperor for being mediocre, incompetent officials, a group of pigs and dogs, this Great Song will be finished sooner or later!"
When the flames rose, the black smoke emitted made these masters and apprentices choke and cough, and the heat wave that had spread to the hall was even more scorching, and they were in unbearable pain, but even so, none of them were convinced.
Seeing this, Miao Zhu nodded.
He looked back at the idol behind him.
Under the temper of time, the gold pastel ornaments on the Dragon King's body have already worn out a lot, and only some colorful traces remain in the ravines and ravines. Looking at the dragon head blackened by the incense, Miao Zhu's fingers gently stroked the foot of the statue: "I'm afraid that the old man and these apprentices won't be able to escape, but the dragon lord must run out, don't be harmed by this group of thieves." One day, if you can come back, I will trouble you to cross these old apprentices and send their souls to the underworld to be reincarnated."
With the indifferent expression of the temple blessing, two lines of blood and tears gradually flowed on the face of the dragon king statue.
At the same time, the sky outside the temple suddenly became gloomy, dark clouds rolled, thunder bursts, and the Fenshui River, which had been surging non-stop, was even more stormy and high at the moment, and the surging waves slapped on both sides of the river, showing the anger of the water god who belonged to this place!
In the next moment, the surging tide parted from the middle, and a dragon's head, the size of a private house, poked out of the river.
In the past, the majestic and upright dragon's head was full of ferocity at the moment, and a pair of dragon eyes were infused with blood to show a scarlet color, and he opened his mouth and roared:
"Hurt me, hurt me!"
"Since this king was assigned to this water-dividing river, in the past two hundred and thirty-two years, he has calmed the flood 33 times, and killed more than 100 demons and evil spirits who have crossed the border.
"If it weren't for the fact that there was no vacancy in the position of the god of rivers and water, with the merits of this king, even if he was promoted to the position of the god of water in the tributaries of the Yangtze River, it would be more than enough, even if the heavenly officials came, they would have to give three points. There is nothing wrong with this king, why do you destroy my temple and kill my temple! β
"Don't respect the king's order, bullshit doesn't respect the king's order, your emperor of the Great Song Dynasty didn't come with a holy decree, what's wrong with this king?"
"Who knows what you think in your heart, in case, maybe you have the restoration of the former dynasty in your heart"
"Unnecessary? You dog! β
Looking at the plainclothes civil official who suddenly jumped out to accuse him, the dragon king roared angrily, and in the next moment, a huge dragon claw poked out directly from the river and grabbed straight at the civil official.
But at this moment, the Dao Chief, who had been closing his eyes tightly, suddenly pulled out the magic sword from behind him and waved his hand.
"Bell!"
There was a dull sound.
The slender magic sword collided with the huge dragon claw, and the mana contained in it gushed out, and the dragon claw could not be stored between the sparks.
The sword qi soared, leaving deep sword marks on the surrounding shore.
Seeing this, the Dragon King, who was almost carried away by anger, regained a trace of clarity in his eyes, and looked at the Taoist priest with a false right hand and an indifferent expression, and a bad feeling flashed in his heart.
"That Taoist priest, do you also want to help this dog official slay the dragon?"
Retracting the dragon's claws, the dragon king said in a deep voice.
"One-sided statements are not enough to prove it. Dragon King, the emperor's order cannot be violated, you can be arrested, and then the poor road will send people to the two sides of the strait to ask the people and squires, if the facts are the same as you said, the poor road will definitely bring you back intact, do you think it's good? β
Both Buddhism and Taoism have a way to watch luck, just at a glance to know that what the dragon king said is true, but the Taoist knows that those officials do not approve, and they have to check to determine whether it is the righteous god of the people or the cow ghost and snake god in the township.
The process is like this, and the Taoist also knows that those dignitaries and nobles have different ideas.
However, with the name of the leader of his own Dao Sect and the descendants of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, as long as this dragon king cooperates with the verification, it is not difficult to protect the other party, after all, in the future, they will have to help themselves to eradicate other bulls, ghosts, snakes and gods, and they dare not give this face.
"Oh, bah, a raccoon dog, burned the temple of this king, killed the temple of this king, and told this king to be captured, this three-year-old child does not believe it!"
When he said this, the dragon king withdrew the dragon's claws, and the whole dragon sank under the turbulent river, leaving only a dragon groan full of hatred on the river: "My dragon clan has no dragon species that grovels, since you want to slay the dragon, then come, this king wants to see how good you are!" β
When the words fell, a huge wave dozens of meters high was directly set off in the water-dividing river, and it suddenly slapped towards both banks.
Although stone bridges were built and dragon-slaying swords were hung up and down the river, they were only a means to prevent it from escaping. The water of this river is still under its control, which is also where the dragon king's confidence lies in daring to turn his face.
Before the life-and-death crisis, it directly left the consequences of the flood behind, not to mention that the human race itself does not take human life as a human being, and it has nothing to care about as a dragon water god. Resolutely set off huge waves, if the waterway is impassable, then take the dry road, under the flood of water, it is easy to escape from this place.
Yes, from beginning to end, the Dragon King didn't want to be tough.
Although he is in the position of the seven-rank water god, he is still unable to cope with the encirclement and suppression of the army under the double coverage of evil qi and national fortune. What's more, there is that annoying Taoist priest here, who knows how long it has been arranged to encircle and suppress him.
As we all know, the Taoist priest, if he is given time, even if he is a big demon who crisscrosses the land, he can be overturned by a small Taoist boy.
As long as it escapes the encirclement and suppression of the army, with the dense water network in the south of the Yangtze River, it can easily return to the Yangtze River, and then ask the uncles and uncles to call the shots for it.
The turbulent river crossed the embankment, washed wantonly on the flat bank, and the place it passed was directly bulldozed by the waves, until it was resisted by the army in front of the army, but it only offset the divine power in it, slowed down the power of the flood, and the water still flowed over the evil qi under the feet of many soldiers.
In an instant, the turbid water was submerged in the crook of the leg.
Even if there is an order from the general, they can't suppress the panic of the soldiers, where have they seen this meeting, not to mention that on the bank of the river not far away, a behemoth with a length of nearly 100 meters is putting its claws on the bank, and the huge dragon head suddenly rises from the river.
(End of chapter)