Left the tea shed and got back on the road.

Yan Qing asked, "Fellow Daoist, I don't know where you're going now?"

Shi Zixuan said: "I was entrusted by someone before, and I was going to Lingyang Mansion to do something, which was related to Han Hou. ”

At that moment, I will concisely talk about Bai Shu's matter to Yan Qing.

Yan Qing said: "It turned out to be this matter. Han Hou Shizi, in Lingyang Mansion is indeed not good, it is said that this person is greedy for flowers and lustful, and does all kinds of evil. If it weren't for a good old man, I wouldn't have lost my head a few times. ”

Shi Zixuan said: "If it's really a good fate, it's fine. But I've seen that white girl, and she has a great cultivation opportunity on her body. And now I suspect that she may be the Dharma protector I was looking for but couldn't find. So this time I went to Lingyang Mansion, I wanted to meet that Han Hou. Let's see if it's really her marriage, or if there are cultivators secretly doing something wrong with it. ”

Yan Qing pondered for a moment and said, "The Houmen has a high threshold, if you want to go in, I'm afraid it's difficult." ”

Shi Zixuan smiled: "It's really not easy, I was still worried. But now it seems that Xinghua Village is really going to go on a trip. ”

Yan Qing was surprised: "Since the matter of sealing the gods is fake, what else are you going to do?"

Shi Zixuan said: "First, since there are demons doing evil, it's just that you haven't bumped into it. Second, if the flood of the Guyang River is calmed down, Han Hou will definitely summon him, and then I can enter the Han Hou Mansion justifiably. ”

With the lesson in Baimen Mansion, Shi Zixuan no longer dared to show his soul consciousness and entered other people's houses at will. That Han Hou's mansion does not say whether there is a door god to protect the house, just listening to the rumors everywhere in Lingyang Mansion that Han Hou can be a god, you know that there are high-ranking people around this person.

If it is wanton snooping, it will cause a meaningless fight, but it is not beautiful.

Yan Qing nodded. But I also felt a burst of amusement in my heart. Life is unpredictable.

At that time, seeking the throne of God was the only hope in the midst of despair. Now when I go again, I seem to have unloaded my burden and traveled lightly.

Xinghua Village is far away from here, there is still a day's journey, the foot strength of both people is far better than ordinary people, and in the evening, Xinghua Village is already in sight.

On the tenth day of the fifth month of the lunar calendar, it has entered summer.

Xinghua Village is backed by the Bailong River, a tributary of the Guyang River, adjacent to Wulu Mountain, and surrounded by mountains and rivers. The Bailong River is very open, it is five miles wide, the water quality is clear, the fish and shrimp are full of rivers, the villagers of this Xinghua Village, their ancestors have been here for generations, they rely on the water to draft water, and they make a living by fishing.

It is said that many years ago, there was a white dragon that made waves, preying on livestock everywhere for food, and later the villagers set up an ancestral hall for the white dragon in order to appease the white dragon, and offered blood food three times a year, and worshiped the grains.

Then the white dragon has something to eat, and it will no longer make waves, and it is difficult to see this white dragon in the world. However, the ancestral hall is still there, but the custom of sacrifice has been preserved and has become a local custom.

When Shi Zixuan and Yan Qing arrived at Xinghua Village, it was the day of the sacrifice of the White Dragon Temple.

It's just that on the day of the White Dragon Temple sacrifice in previous years, the village was like a festival, very lively and festive, but today, the entire Xinghua Village is shrouded in a cloud, and even pedestrians can't see it on the road.

Shi Zixuan looked around, the doors of the houses were closed, and there was no one at the entrance of the village, not even chickens, ducks, dogs and pigs, and they couldn't hear a single shout.

"Strange, why is it so quiet, where have all the people gone?" Shi Zixuan frowned.

Yan Qing said: "I came here a month ago. This is still a thriving village. Could it be that something is going on? Why don't you knock on the door and ask? ”

"That's fine. Shi Zixuan nodded.

The two stepped forward to call the door, but the strange thing was that they called three in a row, but no one opened the door.

"No one is home?" Shi Zixuan wondered.

"Nope. There are people inside. Yan Qing practiced martial arts, and his ears were very sharp, and he heard the sound of someone breathing in the room.

Shi Zixuan thought for a while, and suddenly said loudly: "Is anyone there? ”

He shouted three times before the sound of the wooden door being pushed open came from behind him.

I heard one person say, "Stranger, don't shout, they won't open the door." ”

The two turned their heads and saw a middle-aged man with a firewood knife standing in front of the door, and when they saw the two, they were a little wary.

Shi Zixuan stepped forward and saluted: "I've seen the layman." The two of us passed by here, but we didn't see any of us, so I don't know what happened?"

The middle-aged man sneered: "Passing by, our village only adds up to more than 500 people. If you don't go to the village, you can't go to the store, what are you doing passing by?"

Shi Zixuan smiled embarrassedly, arched his hand, and said, "We heard that there are demons and evil in this place, so we came to take a look." ”

The middle-aged man sighed faintly and said, "Look at you, maybe you are a cultivator, and the one next to you is a swordsman with a sword? Otherwise, you will lose your life, and there will be no one to collect your body. ”

Shi Zixuan and Yan Qing looked at each other, and they both felt very strange.

Yan Qing said: "This brother. We have unveiled the list of Lingyang Mansion, and the people who came here to eliminate demons are not evildoers. Please speak up. ”

The middle-aged man looked at the two of them and said, "In the past ten days, people have come every day, including monks, Taoist priests, and some people from the rivers and lakes. Whether it's a person or a group, they all say that they are demon killers. As a result, when he went to the mouth of the river, no one returned. ”

Shi Zixuan was shocked: "What's the matter? Could it be that they couldn't bring down the water demon and left quietly?"

The middle-aged man sighed: "Dao Chief." Do you think those water demons will still contain prisoners like two armies fighting?"

Shi Zixuan's face sank, and he said, "Are they all dead?"

The middle-aged man said, "Why is it dead? Blood stains half of the river, and there is minced flesh everywhere, and you can't even see a complete corpse!"

There was a hint of fear in his eyes, and he said, "The old monk who came a few days ago is the most powerful. After fighting with the water demon for two days and two nights, Zuihou still failed. In front of the White Dragon Temple at the mouth of the river, there is still the head of an old monk. ”

Yan Qing clenched his fists, rattled, and said angrily: "These demons are so unscrupulous. ”

Shi Zixuan sighed: "Ancient spiritual creatures, they feel that they practice in the entrance hall, and no one has taught them, most of them will go astray and act recklessly. When there was still a water god here, they didn't dare to make a mistake, and if they made waves, they had their own water god to suppress it. Now that the water god is gone, they are left unattended, so they will naturally come out to do evil. ”

The middle-aged man suddenly became excited, holding a firewood knife and shouting angrily: "Water God! What a bullshit water god! When the water god didn't come, the Bailong River God worshiped by our ancestors, although he was greedy, he still did some good things, and often rescued those fishermen who fell into the water. But I don't know which generation, this water god has changed people, not only no longer saving people, but also eating people!"

There was a deep hatred in the words.

"Cannibalism?"

Shi Zixuan was shocked: "This god actually eats people?"

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said, "Every year on the ninth day of the sixth month, we have to offer a pair of boys and girls, throw them into the water, and give them to the water god to enjoy. Otherwise, the villagers in this village don't want to have a good life. ”

When Shi Zixuan heard this, he was silent.

Human flesh is supreme delicacy, and babies are the most beautiful. On that day, when the red dragon girl was pressed under the Qilin Cliff and suffered from eating and drinking dew, when she talked about human flesh, she still had to dance with her eyebrows. It is not uncommon for some non-human enlightened gods to like to eat people.

But this Guyangjiang water god was so blatant that he asked the villagers to worship the baby to him to satisfy their hunger, no wonder he was bumped into by the Patrol Heavenly King, and without saying a word, he directly eliminated the priesthood and knocked down the dust.

When the middle-aged man talked about the sore spot, he said sadly: "Last year, the girl in my family was only able to babble, but she was just over a year old. was sent to be the water demon's snack. Every night now, I can still dream of what she would look like when she called me 'Daddy.' ”

This man, when he spoke, couldn't cry anymore.

Yan Qing said angrily: "Such an evil god! How can he be allowed to die in the world! He died well! He died happily!"

The middle-aged man sneered: "What can you do if an evil god dies?" More than half a month ago, an old monk came and said that the evil god in the river had been killed by the Heavenly King who was patrolling. So that we can live with peace of mind. Who knew that not long after he left, those water demons turned their heads and arrived, claiming to be the new river god of the White Dragon River, and also changed their names, erasing the name of the white dragon, and calling it the Black Water River. One is dead, another group is coming, when will we have that peace?"

Shi Zixuan was relieved: "Layman, you don't have to be so pessimistic. After all, the troubled times will not last long, and someone will always take them away. ”

The middle-aged man sighed and said, "I also know that you mean well. But let's do what we can. If you turn around, you can still save your life. Otherwise, you will die in vain, and there will be no one to collect your body. ”

After speaking, he ignored the two of them, slammed the door, and closed the door.

Shi Zixuan stood in place, pondered for a moment, and said to Yan Qing, "Fellow Daoist, what do you think?"

"Troubled times, evil and evil obstacles, behead!"

Yan Qing's eyes revealed infinite killing intent.

Shi Zixuan sighed secretly and said, "Since that's the case. Let's go to the White Dragon Temple. According to this person, a few days ago, there was a monk who came here to subdue demons, but he was beheaded and killed. They are all fellow believers, how can they see his bones exposed?"

"As it should be. Yan Qing nodded and said.

The two walked out of Xinghua Village and walked all the way to the mouth of the Bailong River.

As they were leaving, many people came out of the houses in the village.

"Iniquity. Two more lives were sent. ”

"This is the first time in half a month?"

Behind him, there were many whispers of regret and lamentation.

As the night deepened, the moonlight poured over the river, and the rolling waves lapped against the riverbank, hiding the raging waves.

On the slope not far from the riverbank, there is a small shrine.

This shrine has been in disrepair for a long time, and the earthen wall outside has cracked many cracks, and the plaque on it has long faded, and the words "White Dragon Temple" can still be seen faintly.

Shi Zixuan and Yan Qing walked to the front of the shrine, only to see this wooden stake standing outside, and when they looked up, there was a string of human heads hanging on it, which was shocking!

Among them, there are men and women, old and young, a full sixteen heads!

The middle-aged man said that there was only one old monk's head here, and now it seems that the remaining fifteen heads are only newly hung.

"What a demon! I really dare to do this!" Rao is Shizi Xuan is so good-tempered, and at this time, he also gave birth to a strong killing intent.

Shi Zixuan took a deep breath and said, "Fellow Daoist, I still want to take you down, please take off their heads." ”

Yan Qing nodded, didn't make a sound, jumped up, pulled out the soft rope around his waist, tied the human head together, and took it off together.

Shi Zixuan looked at it, and the eyes of these people were full of fear, and he sighed secretly in his heart, squatted down, and closed their eyes.

And Zuihou has a head, it is an old monk, there is no fear in his eyes, only a thick sadness, Shi Zixuan used the law to look at it, and saw that the true spirit of the old monk has not left, and is still wandering here.

"Friends of the Buddha, you can leave with peace of mind, and leave this matter to the poor road. If you stay in the realm of desire for too long, I'm afraid you'll lose your way home, so let's go. ”

As soon as the master's Xuanfa eyes shined, among the six doors of this old monk, there was infinite light shining. This body is a meritorious achievement, but I am afraid that I have reached the status of an arhat. If this life is complete, you will immediately return to the Heavenly Dharma Realm and no longer suffer from reincarnation.

It's a pity that this old monk is a Buddha who only cultivates the mind and does not cultivate supernatural powers. I practiced in a lifetime, but I was corrupted by demons in this process. When he is dying, he still has to worry about it, and it is difficult to return to heaven.

After listening to Shi Zixuan's words, a faint bright light emitted from the old monk's head, and Shi Zixuan ran the Dharma and saw that on the void of nothingness, an old monk with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, put his hands together, and worshiped himself again and again.

Shi Zixuan waved into the air and said, "Buddhists don't have to worry. After all, there are still rules and laws in this world, so how can you allow evil spirits to run rampant? Buddhists, you return to the realm of heaven and law, cultivate the good law for a long time, and give it to the world to increase supreme power, that is your path. ”

Hearing this, the old monk looked pensive. After a while, he finally showed a smile, looking like a child.

Then I saw a clear light of the Fa-rectification, shining on the boundless darkness. The lotus fragrance spreads from here.

In the eyes of the master, the old monk was draped in a red robe, and a lotus platform was born under the seat, nodded to himself, bowed three times, and returned to the heavenly realm.

Shizi Xuanmu sent the old monk away, and couldn't help sighing: "There is one less enlightened monk in this world, but there is one more meritorious arhat in the Dharma realm." ”

His heart seemed to be happy and sad, and he sang the Sutra of Salvation in his mouth, hoping that these people who died in vain could be transcended as soon as possible.