Chapter 320: The Demon King is Born

He Hua took Hu Qiong down the mountain and walked to the canyon, where the trees cover the sky and the sun, and a stream flows happily down the mountain, the forest breeze is blowing, the two of them are relaxed, where can they still feel the summer heat?

Quickly out of the mountain along the stream, here is a large flat land, rice fields are everywhere, the seedlings are green, the river water is clear and clean, the pond is like a mirror, the ancient trees are shady by the river, the buffalo graze on the river beach, and the egrets are flying on the side. On the right side of the river, there is a village built on the mountain.

He Hua took Hu Qiong along the avenue to the village. A child saw it in the distance and shouted, "Sister He Hua is back......" and ran into the cottage while shouting.

He Hua turned her face, her face was as red as a glow, and she said to Hu Qiong: "There are four rooms over there, and there are four rooms on the high place, which is my house." ”

Hu Qiong followed the direction of her finger and saw that on the hillside, there were four rooms, there was a flat land in front of the house, a big locust tree on the right side, and an ancient soaphorn tree. Hu Qiong pointed with his finger and said, "The two magpies parked on the big locust tree, is that your house?"

"Yes. ”

At this time, two magpies were chirping happily, and a mountain road led to the village, and He Hua walked briskly forward. At this time, four or five girls came out of the village, they showed off their bright clothes, their headdresses were bright, they held sea bowls in their hands, and they walked down the mountain road singing, followed by a young man, blowing the reed sheng, the sound was loud, and the group greeted the mountain in a lively and lively manner.

He Hua pursed his lips and smiled: "This is our custom here. ”

Four or five young and beautiful girls sang while walking, and although Hu Qiong couldn't understand the lyrics, she only felt that her voice was crisp and melodious, cheerful and enthusiastic. They soon walked up to He Hua and the others. A girl raised the sea bowl in her hand and sent it to Hu Qiong's mouth, and when Hu Qiong didn't know what to mean, He Hua said: "This is a persuasion wine." ”

Hu Qiong took the bowl and thanked him! He raised his head and drank the bowl of wine, but fortunately the wine tasted clear. The other four girls drank in turn, and Hu Qiong felt their enthusiasm and drank from the bowls. The girls burst into laughter, apparently happy, biting their ears and talking, but not understanding what was being said.

Warmly embraced by this group of young people, Hu Qiong followed He Hua into the village and into He Hua's home. He Hua's father and grandmother also greeted him warmly. Hu Qiong, led by a group of people, walked into the hall, sat in the house, and the family made tea.

At this time, when the village knew that there were guests, they all walked to He Hua's house, and there was no stool, so they stood aside, surrounded Hu Qiong in the middle, and inquired about the situation outside the mountain. Hu Qiong was very interested, and told them about the places she had traveled to over the years, and the different customs and customs of various places, which made the young people in the house leisurely fascinated.

At dinner, there is bacon, chicken, and a kind of sour soup fish on the table, which is the most sour and sour, and this fish is caught from the small river at the bottom of the mountain, and it tastes delicious. The young people in the village picked up a bowl of wine, and sang a persuasion song, and toasted Hu Qiong in turn. Hu Qiong drank more than 30 bowls of wine, and she was already a little drunk.

The moon rose, and the clear and clear light sprinkled all over the villages, the rivers and trees, like a piece of frost and snow. The cottage is quiet, and a sweet dream is brewing.

He Hua led Hu Qiong into another hut, and she made the bed for Hu Qiong. He Hua also drank a lot of wine tonight, his eyes were blurred, and his face was red, like a new peach blossom. Close the door, and the moonlight shines through the window, as transparent and hazy as a veil.

The moonlight was still shining on another young man outside the window.

The young man, who was in his twenties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a strong body, was now standing outside the room with a sad face, looking at the little window, and seeing that the light in the window had gone out.

The young man was heartless, with sadness, and left He Hua's house step by step. This guy is in love with He Hua, who doesn't know the whole village? Dudao is a handsome man and a beautiful woman, and he is a pair of golden boys and girls. The young man tried his best to be courteous and wanted to get He Hua's heart, but He Hua was always like to leave him, which made the young man very distressed.

This afternoon, He Hua brought a strange man, which made him jealous, he did not go into the house to toast the guests, and walked out of the village. Late at night, people were quiet, the guy walked back to the village, walked to He Hua's house, looked at the light in the window went out, the guy was heartbroken, and had to walk down the mountain step by step.

Walking to the side of the cottage, he heard a few dogs barking in the distance, the young man looked at the dog barking and walked, and when he came closer, he saw a figure, and the young man shouted:

"Who is it?"

The person who came was none other than Gong Protector.

Seeing that someone had spotted him, Gong Protector turned around and left. When the young man saw that he was angry, he did not answer, but turned and left, and he thought that he was a thief, and shouted, "There is a thief......

When the Gong protector heard this, he reminded him to run back, and hit the young man with a hammer on the head, and killed him on the spot.

Gong Protector looked around and saw no movement, walked to the nearest house, stole two big hens, held two hens in his left hand and two big hammers in his right hand, turned around and ran down the cottage.

I woke up to the sound of a rooster crowing. The early risers drove their cattle to graze, and as soon as they reached the intersection, they saw a person lying on the road, thinking that he had been drunk at He Hua's house last night and slept on the road all night. The man was still laughing at him in his heart, and when he came nearer, he saw a puddle of blood flowing from his head, recognized him, and called him a few times, but there was no movement, and then he cried out in panic:

"Dead Man......"

Soon the villagers gathered in a circle, and people were discussing:

"This Jiva was beaten to death. ”

"No, you see there's a big hole in the top of his head. ”

"Go and call Giber. ”

Someone ran away.

After a while, several people came crying and screaming. When he looked at the Jewa lying on the ground, one of them fell to the ground crying. The villagers helped carry the body back to Ji's house, and a room full of villagers comforted Ji's family.

Jiber exchanged with tears on his face, and said, "Jiwa has always been fine, who killed him?"

The village has always been safe, and nothing like this has ever happened. The villagers speculated, but couldn't guess why.

An old woman broke the deadlock and said, "Then the strange man He Hua brought is the reincarnation of the Demon King. As soon as he came, something happened to Jiva, and it must have been him. If he doesn't come, won't the village be safe?"

After her reminder, everyone turned their brains, and the more they thought about it, the more they felt that Hu Qiong, a guest of the He family, was the reincarnation of the demon king. Du said: "Get rid of him, or he will die again tonight." ”

Giber said, "I beg all the neighbors, you will be the master for me." ”

Everyone said, "He killed Jiva, how can he be punished without real evidence?"

"It's not simple, go to Xia Village, ask Xia Po to come to the Yin and ask him where he came from. ”

This proposal was immediately unanimously agreed by everyone, and an enthusiastic young man ran to the neighboring village to invite Xia Po. At noon, this warm-hearted man walked back with the eighty-year-old Xia Po on his back. When the people in the village saw it, they all rushed over, welcomed Xia Po into the drum tower, set up offerings, lit incense, and the cigarette smoke was swirling, reflecting the goosebumps and crane-haired old face of Xia Po sitting behind the table as if it was about to shine.

Everyone gathered in a room, the atmosphere was solemn, no one spoke, it was silent, and even if an embroidery needle fell to the ground, the sound could be heard.

Xia Po sat behind the table, her face was serious, and her eyes were closed. After a long time, Xia Po's body trembled, "oh", her body straightened, and with a "bang", Xia Po fell on the offering table. The crowd opened their eyes and mouths, not daring to speak.

After a while, I saw that Xia Po's back was bulging like a mountain bag, and this mountain bag continued to bulge and lifted her head up. Xia Po's eyes were wide open, as if possessed by a god, her essence was shining, and her mouth was full of words, as if she was an old man's voice:

"I'm Tai Bai Xing, there is no such Hu Qiong in the heavenly court......"

"And who is he?" the people asked in their hearts, but they didn't ask out loud.

Xia Po closed her eyes, was silent for a while, opened her eyes, and suddenly spoke, this time in a rich man's voice: "I am the Bodhisattva of the Earth, Hu Qiong is the birth of the Demon King, came to the world, and every night I want to kill a person and suck his essence." ”

"What to do?" the people asked in horror.

"Kill him. Xia Po said sharply.

After speaking, Xia Po trembled all over, fainted on the table, and after a while, she woke up and slowly raised her head, the whole person seemed to have lost her soul, and her whole body was sweating profusely and malaise.

"Kill him......", the people shouted.

Everyone picked up sticks, shovels, and swords, and rushed towards He Hua's house with a shout. walked to the mountain road, but saw He Hua taking Hu Qiong and walking down the mountain step by step.