Two months later, 200 earthen houses and 10,000 shacks were erected outside Yinshui Town.

Outside the town, the larger trees that could serve as beams have been cut down.

If you want to build another earthen house, you have to look for it far away, although the hunting team has already killed all the predatory animals around, but it takes a lot of time to let Jingzhuang go to a distant place to transport wood.

There are already people in the surrounding towns who have come to build shacks and exchange goods.

In the middle of summer, the sun is blazing, and the suburbs are not particularly cold in the middle of the night.

Among the tens of thousands, there are more than 20,000 sperm, and the rest are all old and weak women and children.

At night, the elderly and children should only be crammed into mud huts as much as possible.

As for the shacks for storing items, they are only shared by a few people.

Just today, while all the old and infirm women and children are sorting out their belongings.

Just when the scorching sun was in the sky, there was a root with a stone brain and others to intercept a grizzly bear on the green mountain.

A man with a white cloth tied in front of him, his hair casually draped, a long beard flowing under his chin, his facial features were upright and delicate, and his eyes were bright, and he walked into the street lined with shacks.

On his body, he was dressed in blue, with a robe painted with a yin and yang fish pattern in the middle of his back.

Beside him was a man with no hair on his head, six knotted scars side by side on the top of his head, thick eyebrows, and a thin but short stubble.

On this person's body, outside the gray-blue robe, a blue and white robe hung obliquely.

The two of them walked down the street, and the street fell silent.

Whether it is hiding under the shade shed, while taking care of the goods placed on the straw mat in front of the shed, while secretly resting, the face is wrinkled, and the gray hair on the head is sparse.

Or a child playing wantonly on the mud floor, with a young face and no mixed mind.

is still a woman with a wooden basin on her back, firewood on her back, and a short suit carrying a cleaver.

They all stopped.

The elderly, the children, and the women, all fell to their knees, their palms on the ground, their foreheads touching the dirt.

Whether it's on the street, under the shed, or on the straw mat, or in the field in the distance.

As long as people's eyes inadvertently skimmed the figures of these two people, they will do such actions.

They will bow down to the ground.

Even if it's just the back.

The two of them were expressionless, as if they had long been accustomed to such treatment, and only occasionally swept their gaze over the crowd of kneeling on the ground beside them.

Sweep the women in the crowd.

The two walked out of the high ground and walked to the dry field, and glanced at each other.

There was a look of contempt in his eyes.

The man in the Taoist robe shook his head, and walked briskly onto the narrow and grassy strange road in the field.

"Slow down!"

The monk in his robe, clasped his hands together, and suddenly said, "The creatures in the grass are weak, how can they be trampled on?"

Then, the monk began to chant the scriptures.

A passage that sounds extremely obscure and difficult to ordinary people is read from the mouth of a monk.

The originally plain and light tone immediately became bright and solemn.

The air in front of the monk seemed to turn into a solidified liquid, and a circular arc gushed out of the liquid.

The wave of qi crossed the Taoist who was standing on the strange road.

The azure blue Dao robe clinged to the Daoist's body, reflecting the majestic outline, the black hair that was scattered like a waterfall, and the long flowing beard under the chin were blown forward.

The chaotic black silk blocked the sight of his eyes, and the Taoist frowned.

The air waves traveled through the strange road, through the grass on the strange road.

The blades of grass were blown into a mess.

Countless creatures turned into tinkering black dots and were blown out of the grass.

The qi wave carried the creatures in the grass and disappeared at the end of the strange road.

The monk's chant is over.

Wrapped in air waves, countless ants, grasshoppers, earthworms, crickets, dragonflies and two chopstick-thick small snakes with vegetable green, five five-legged snakes with broken tails, fell towards the ground.

At this time, the Taoist made a move.

The sword finger in the air swung forward, and a blue light poured out in front of the sword finger.

The messy hair that was originally blown in front of him, and the Dao robe that was scraped forward, were swept behind him by the sudden air current.

At the end of the strange road, a touch of cyan appeared.

The cyan flashed like a dream, and the creature that should have fallen to the ground was only debris.

In the large clump of blood red like thin mud, the color of vegetable green can be faintly seen.

The Taoist withdrew his sword finger and waved his sleeve.

"Smack!"

With a sharp and piercing sound, a bright white sword light flashed from the Daoist's sleeve.

At his feet, on the narrow strange road, countless blades of grass that had been swept up to the unkempt drift floated into the air, floating to the fields on both sides of the strange road.

A blade of grass, no more than an inch in length, appeared on the path like a meadow that had been carefully and neatly manicured.

appeared at the feet of the Taoist.

At the end of the strange road, the vegetable-green blood mud was gone.

"Amitabha. ”

Looking at the meadow that suddenly appeared on the strange road at the feet of the Taoist, the monk frowned, then closed his eyes and whispered the Buddha's name.

The Taoist snorted coldly, straightened his hands behind his back, strode on the soft meadow, and walked forward.

The monk opened his eyes and looked at the back of the Taoist who was walking quickly on the meadow, and the gaze in his eyes was like a knife and like ice.

But in the next moment, the monk's eyes became lazy.

As if he hadn't woken up, the monk's eyes narrowed, and the whole person became lazy and unfocused.

Then the monk also walked up to the meadow.

Walked behind the Taoist.

The two of them, one after the other, walked into Yinshui Town.

In the town, the streets between the wooden houses are much wider than the streets between the makeshift sheds and the earthen houses.

Therefore, there will be many more people who bow down to them in the streets.

The Taoist walked to the person closest to him who was kneeling on the ground and stopped.

Looking at the street with a serious face for a while, the Taoist said in an indifferent tone: "What about your mayor?

He said it very lightly.

But everyone heard it.

So, Gong Ji got up from the ground and ran quickly to the Taoist.

Gong Ji lowered his head, bent over, his gaze stopped at the soles of the Taoist's feet, and said with a humble attitude: "No, no, no, I don't know that the master is coming." ”

His tongue was knotted, and Gong Genji slurred his speech due to nervousness.

"Yes, yes, yes, there is a long way off. ”

"Where is the demon body you said? Take us to see it. ”

The Taoist's light eyebrows were slightly raised, and his tone was arrogant.

The monk walked behind the Taoist.

Black cloth shoes, white socks, and a corner of the blue and white robe on the gray-blue robe met Gong Ji's pupils.

Gong Ji's feet began to tremble.

"This, this, this, this. Gong Ji, whose legs were weak and his forehead was covered with cold sweat, knelt directly on the ground.

"Daoist, monk, the demon corpse is outside the town, the little one will take you there. ”

Hearing this, the Taoist frowned and stopped talking.

The monk behind the Taoist body closed his eyes as if he had settled down.

"Now that you have entered the town, how can you leave lightly, you really don't think about it, why don't you go and carry the demon corpse in. ”