Chapter 172: Something Happened

Several people from the local faction broke down the deaths of the children of Nanyang Guigong one by one, and summed it up, there are roughly three doubts. The first is the strange dream that Nanyang Guigong has, this kind of dream seems to be a hint, like an unsolvable curse; the second is that Nanyang Guigong is in the ancient tomb, and the mechanism in the ancient tomb calculates, this calculation is silent, and it has been lingering, making himself and his children miserable; the third is probably an arm-like thing......

In addition, there are no other branches, but Wang Dashi is sure that in addition to these three possibilities, there will definitely be a fourth or even a fifth possibility.

What exactly is that dream, and why does Nanyang Guigong always enter that dream when he is sleeping, is that dream really a bad omen? Or is it an inexplicable imperceptible hint? Nanyang Guigong is the founder of the burial sect, and as a burial faction, entering and exiting the ancient tomb is like walking on the ground, does he encounter something obscure? However, the arm-like things and the fruit on the tree, are there really secrets that are not known to ordinary people?

Wang Dashi meditated hard, he wanted to find the answer, and to relieve the crisis between Mr. Nanyang and Nanyang Xiaolian for the burial faction. It's just that if this dream has always existed, Wang Dashi will not be able to intervene in cracking this dream, after all, the dream is separated from reality, and the dream is ethereal. As far as I know, the dream is a huge cave with many figures, holding bamboo slips and scrolls, chanting in their mouths, and then kneeling down in unison, prostrating their heads and worshipping...... There is no description or record of the contents of the dream other than these.

Thinking of the people holding bamboo slips and scrolls, Wang Dashi suddenly remembered the church: "Yes, the Heavenly Spirit Sect is in charge of the hall holding the scrolls to teach and preach to the disciples, and after the speech, people kneel on the ground and pray, the content in the dream of Nanyang Guigong is so similar to this scene?" He asked Mr. Nanyang: "Mr. Nanyang, did Nanyang's ancestors participate in any religious organizations during their lifetimes?"

Mr. Nanyang thought for a while and said: "My father founded the burial sect when he was in his twenties, and there are nearly 1,000 people up and down the funeral sect, so I guess I won't participate in any church organizations, and I haven't heard my father talk about participating in the meetings of some church organizations!"

Nanyang Xiaolian nodded at this time and said, "Yes, never, when my father died, I never talked about what religion or organization I participated in!"

Hearing about the church organization, Feng Yousheng's mind suddenly sank, and then he thought for a while, and seemed to remember some mysterious things.

The custom monk coughed twice and said: "In fact, among the people, there are many sects in the Tao, most of them are righteous and bright, and some deliberately show off to show off their strength, lest the world do not know the king, and I wish everyone in the world knew that their sect had the largest number of people, the most powerful, and the best martial arts and techniques. However, there are also some inexplicable religious organizations among the people that are obscure, they do not make a living from martial arts and crafts, but only follow the study of ideas, and cannot be displayed in front of the world in a bright and honest way. They use all kinds of means to admit the believers, and then instill some of the beliefs and interests in the church, so that the believers are convinced, and the time is ripe to achieve their own goals.

Nanyang Xiaolian heard what the Wind Wandering Monk said, and felt that the Heavenly Spirit Sect was a dark and secret religious organization, she was stunned, glanced at Wang Dashi, and then lowered her head in shame.

Wang Dashi came back to his senses and nodded firmly.

The custom monk did not stop and continued: "I have heard of some evil churches, and there are some unimaginable rituals in the church, greeting each other to hug each other, cleansing the stomach before eating, and sleeping in a lying state. There are also some strict procedures, such as bathing in the river in the winter is called purification, and rolling an iron pot naked is called shengping...... It's absurd!"

Wang Dashi said at this time: "If the dream of Nanyang Guigong is related to folk religion, then we can also inquire around, and of course we can also go deep into the church to find out, which will definitely be beneficial to solve the disturbance of the dream disaster!"

Feng Yousheng shook his head at this moment, and said: "Hehe, the mountains and wilderness, the area is vast, the population is sparse, and they are all secret organizations, how to find them? These churches do not learn and have no skills, and they instill evil thoughts into the followers, and after the believers are confused, they swear to defend the church to the death, and even rebel against their relatives, looking for such a cult organization is comparable to looking for a needle in the sea!"

Dafu Right interjected at this time: "Wind Wandering Monk, according to what you said, this dream disaster disturbance cannot be solved!

Feng Yousheng shook his head, looked at Mr. Nanyang and Nanyang Xiaolian beside him, and said: "In the following words, I just said that the evil religious organizations of the people are secret churches, which are not easy to find, and have nothing to do with cracking the disturbance of Nanyang Guigong's dream disaster!"

The two will quarrel again. Mr. Nanyang said: "What Mr. Fengyou said is very true, but whether my father's dreams are related to these religions still needs to be discussed! However, my father has been negligent for many years, so how can I pursue it!" After speaking, he shook his head.

After all, the incident is so mysterious, and besides, Nanyang Guigong has passed away, and no other information can be found, but what is the reason for what has happened all the time? Is it the dream disaster of Nanyang Guigong that has disturbed the children of the younger generations, or is it the children of the younger generations themselves who have been contaminated with the scourge? A group of questions condensed in everyone's hearts, and no one could do anything, and no one could find a clue that could be broken through. In addition to the local faction, the rest of the factions thought that the disaster came from the burial faction, and that it was the ghosts and evil hidden in the surrounding deep forests and mountains.

At the moment, no one was silent, and the courtyard was silent, looking dead and silent.

At this moment, the Sword Forging Gang, the Moon God Cult, and the Medicine Shop patrolled into the courtyard from outside the courtyard, and then walked towards the main hall, and went around the courtyard along the main hall. They were patrolling and visiting, trying to spot some traces of ghosts and demons. Several members of the local faction also followed behind the crowd.

In fact, in Wang Dashi's view, this disaster has no necessary connection with the surrounding environment, and those ghosts and monsters have nothing to do with the disaster. Everyone in the sect is looking for it, but they have different thoughts.

The surrounding scenery is deep, with ancient trees stretching out and lush foliage. Standing deep in the woods, you can't see the sun overhead. At the base of the tree, it is damp and dark, and many mushrooms grow. Beneath the treetops is a paradise for birds, and some people walk by, startled by the birds' chirping, fluttering their wings, and flying and playing.

At this moment, a black shadow "swished" and passed in front of the group, moving so fast that it was impossible to distinguish whether it was a person or a ghost.

When Dongfang Mubai and Lin Zhenxia noticed it, there were two sounds of "brushing" in the scabbard, and the two long swords had already been divided into their hands, and they flew up and chased after the place where the black shadow flashed.

The rest were taken aback. Ouyang Ziyun threw herself into Mrs. Ouyang's arms again.

Wang Dashi looked at the figure of this black shadow, and when he heard the sound made when it flashed out, he had already identified that this black shadow was a foot flipping beast.

"Could it be a coincidence? Otherwise, how could you encounter this black shadow? Why did such a large clearing pass past the group of people?" Wang Dashi had a lot of doubts in his heart, and after a while, he thought again: "The foot flipping beast is usually active at night, but in this broad daylight, it appears under the noses of the group, why is this happening, is it a trick to divert the tiger from the mountain?"

Thinking of this, Wang Dashi suddenly became alert and said, "Everyone, pay attention, this foot flipping beast is staring at us, and its purpose is probably to take revenge." ”

"Flipper?"

None of the people in the group had ever heard of such a beast with such a name, and they were all shocked by what Wang Dashi said, and their eyes were sent to Wang Dashi, hoping that he could have an explanation and explanation.

Wang Dashi didn't know what to say, and when he saw everyone's eyes, he couldn't help but say, so he had to say: "Don't panic, don't panic, just don't chase it." - Probably, probably because I'm too alert, I'm really embarrassed!"

Ouyang Ziyun said at this moment: "Wang Dashi, you stupid fool, can you be serious, don't scare us, see that you can't say anything good in your mouth, you deliberately scared it!"

Wang Dashi was trained by this, and he only blamed himself for talking too much, and he didn't say anything for a while.

At this time, the Wind Wandering Monk spoke: "Fucking hippie! If this black shadow flees in panic, naturally it doesn't have to pass diagonally past us, it is not really escaping, it must have other purposes!" Speaking of this, he seemed to notice that something was wrong, and he was startled, and said: "Oh no, this black shadow flashed out just now must be a tiger away from the mountain, Dongfang Mubai and Lin Zhenxia probably had an accident!"

Hearing that something had happened, Wang Dashi suddenly realized that Dongfang Mubai and Lin Zhenxia had already chased after him.