The man in black stood by the dry well and looked down, although his eyes could not see, but the endless fishy smell in the well was not concealed.

The little squirrel stole a glance, and in the bottomless dry well, both big and small snakes were entangled, and there were millions of them, which was suffocating.

As if sensing the prying eyes of the little squirrel, the snakes in the well poked their heads out one after another, bared their fangs, and showed a fierce light.

The sword of the man in black shook for a moment, and the gray-robed Taoist priest was already scolding the snake that climbed up, and his words were majestic and very unkind.

The snakes quickly retreated, leaving only a pair of angry eyes staring at the man in black.

"Don't hide it from Your Excellency, the snakes in this well are all raised by me."

The Taoist priest took the man in black back to the house, and said with emotion: "This wading around the mountain, as the name suggests, is the snake ring mountain, the whole mountain is full of snakes, these beasts are wild and do not change, every night, the favorite is to go out to eat people, killing many innocent lives, thousands of years ago, there was an abbot who built an ancient Buddhist temple here, only to stop these evil obstacles."

The gray-robed Taoist priest pointed to the ancient plaque that had long been obsolete above the temple, and there were three mottled ancient characters on it - Snake Buddha Temple.

It turns out that thousands of years ago, snakes harmed countless people, in order to restrain their ferocity, a monk built an ancient Buddhist temple here, using the Buddha's light to dissolve the anger on the snake's body.

"It's a pity that we couldn't restrain these evil animals after all." The gray-robed Taoist priest sighed: "Later, as soon as the monks of the Snake Buddha Temple died, these snakes lost their fears and did evil everywhere, and when I arrived here, I could barely suppress them."

The gray-robed Taoist priest has been a disciple of the Taoist temple since he was a child, and when he was young, he often came out to practice, and when he saw that the snake clan around the mountain was sick, he could not stand idly by, so he stayed alone in the temple, and served the snake with his body, and suppressed them.

"They barely listen to me, and dare not come near me, but those who enter the mountains around the mountains, if they are not taken care of by me, will inevitably be eaten by them."

That's why when he saw the man in black last night, he asked, "Since my child let you in, then come in."

His explanation did not change the color of the man in black, but he asked another question: "There are many wild beasts in the mountains, if these snakes want to be hungry, why do they need to kill people?"

A trace of panic appeared on the gray-robed Taoist priest's face, and he opened his mouth and said: "These demon snakes are vicious by nature, and they naturally don't repay kindness to people."

When the man in black heard this, he didn't get to the bottom of it, but said, "A few days ago, someone in the town came to hunt in the mountains, did you see it?"

The gray-robed Taoist priest's eyes lit up: "Your Excellency is here for him?"

The man in black did not answer, and the Taoist priest continued: "A few days ago, a young man did come chasing an eagle, and I saw that he was childish and did not look like a bad person, so I took him in for the night, and sent him down the mountain early the next morning.

The man in black moved his fingers slightly, and the giant sword in his hand pressed against the throat of the Taoist priest, "Let me ask you again, where is this person?" ”

The gray-robed Taoist priest was so frightened that he took a few steps back, and said with a shocked face: "Poor Dao doesn't dare to speak falsely."

"He's not down the hill." The black-clothed man's sword pierced the Taoist priest's skin, and blood gushed out, and the fresh human blood soon made the snake in the dry well gush out wildly.

Their eyes showed bloodthirsty madness, and they surrounded the entire temple with their bodies swaying, raising their heads and erecting snake pupils, and the snake letters stretched out were mottled with blood, coveting the flesh and blood of the Taoist priest.

There was bitter hatred in the eyes of these snakes.

The shocking hatred made the little squirrel nested in the man's heart very afraid.

The snakes were jealous of the Taoist priests who guarded them, and they also hated him very much.

Such hatred cannot be formed overnight.

"What did you do?" The man in black walked up to the Taoist priest, his face was cold, more terrifying than the ten thousand snakes outside the house.

The gray-robed Taoist priest trembled with fright, knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "Your Excellency, don't kill me, if you kill me, the Snake Buddha Temple will not be able to suppress these demons, and the world will be ruined."

"That's not what I'm asking."

The man in black was unmoved, the blade of the sword was against the throat of the Taoist priest, if he didn't tell the truth, the man in black would kill him without hesitation.

Of course, snakes are not good things, but Taoist priests are also full of killing.

"This, this," the gray-robed Taoist priest was so frightened that he couldn't hide it anymore, "If this matter really wants to be traced, I'm afraid it has to be said that thousands of years ago, when the Snake Buddha Temple was established." ”

In that year, the Celestial Empire was in drought for many years, the whole country was famine, there was no food, many people were starved to death, and the survivors had to fight the idea of beasts in the mountains, and even the monks in the Buddhist temples on the mountain in the capital were also killed and eaten because they were not full.

There is a faction in the temple, which is extremely radical, and there must be meat every day, otherwise it will not be possible to meditate and practice.

The abbot at that time couldn't tolerate it, so he drove more than a dozen people down the mountain and told them to return to the vulgar and not to come back.

After the monk was driven down the mountain, he accidentally found a group of snakes on the Shihuan Mountain, and he had a plan to build an ancient temple, cast a spell to suppress all the snakes with a dry well, and lived on the inexhaustible snake meat in the dry well every day.

This temple is the Snake Buddha Temple.

Whether it is a monk or a passing guest, they all eat the snake meat of the snow-white meat segment, so as to spend hundreds of years, and so the monks are dead, the snake Buddha temple has no Buddha light, the spell on the dry well is exhausted little by little, the imprisoned, killed snake clan finally got to see the world, they hate human beings to the extreme, every day to kill for pleasure, everyone who sees is torn to pieces by them.

Only the gray-robed Taoist priest passed here, and when he saw the snakes in trouble, he killed a lot of snakes, guarded them in the temple, and imprisoned those snakes and snakes with cultivation.

The snake was extremely afraid of his cultivation, so he couldn't move in front of him, and he passed for many years.

However, the gray-robed Taoist priest will always die of old age.

"As I grew older, the more fearful these snakes became, and they often ran to the woods to harm people, and even more so, they would run into my room and try to bite me to death."

Speaking of this, the gray-robed Taoist priest was a little afraid, and he led the man in black to the small room by the stove, "I know that these evil beasts hate people, so in order to keep them from pestering me, I often bring some people to the house to relieve their hatred." ”

He pushed open the room, there was no room for ventilation, it was extremely dark, but when he lit the oil lamp, he saw clearly that it was a firewood room, but a firewood room, and it was more than a firewood room.

A few wooden shelves were erected in the middle of the firewood room, and some brown liquid solidified on the wood, which spread to the ground and was unpleasant.

The man in black couldn't see the scene in the firewood room, but the little squirrel could see clearly, there was a bloody man tied to the edge of the firewood room, the man's clothes had been peeled, and his chest, legs, and arms were all cut by a knife.

Flesh was cut alive from him.

The cracks, old and new, were horrible, and it was evident that flesh was cut from him every day, and if it weren't for the low heaving of his heart, he would have looked like a dead man.

At the sight of the light, the man tied to the wood raised his head with difficulty, his only intact face.