"King of Green Mountain!"
Zhou Yang called out tremblingly, and everyone present widened their eyes. The more they looked at it, the more they felt that it resembled the statue, and they couldn't help feeling a little hopeful in their hearts.
A god who protects a place should be stronger than that evil ghost, right
"Jie Jie!"
Seeing this, the boy gritted his white teeth and smiled strangely, "Where did you get it from?"
"This king has to serve as a priest, so he should protect the village of Licheng. You evil ghost will be arrested before you put your hands up!"
King Qingshan shouted violently, his big spear shook, stirring up a cloud of strong Yin Qi, he stabbed with the tip of the spear. The boy's body suddenly shriveled, like a hard skeleton, with his mouth open, whoosh!
The cloud of Yin Qi was sucked into the mouth instantly like flowing clouds and mist, followed by his right hand, grabbed the tip of the gun with a slap, and said with a sly smile: "What Qingshan King, that's all!"
"Haha, die!"
King Qingshan laughed, his arms trembled, a surge of energy instantly climbed from the end of the gun to the tip of the gun, and the whole big gun seemed to become a swimming black dragon with a mouth.
The boy's complexion changed drastically, and he wanted to hide but was firmly locked by the energy. He watched helplessly as a ball spit out from the dragon's mouth, bang!
The flesh body exploded in an instant, a cloud of black air burst out from the top of the head, the wind roared, and the ghostly howls woke up the whole village. One after another, the lights were turned on one after another, there was a lot of chatter, and they were shivering.
"It turned out to be a execution ground ghost who was cut to death. No wonder he tortured people for no reason."
King Qingshan's eyes were red, he could see the details at a glance, he snorted coldly: "It's unlucky for you to meet me today!"
Youlong soared into the sky, whizzed and circled, and suddenly twitched its tail, covering dozens of feet across. There is a large gap in strength between the two sides, and the evil spirit is inevitable and is being smashed on the head.
"Aw!"
The evil ghost writhed and screamed, the source was severely injured, a large amount of Yin Qi quickly dispersed, the volume of the air mass decreased sharply, and it was already dying.
"I think you died tragically during your lifetime, and you have endured hundreds of years of hard work, so I will spare your life. Then come back with me, just be a ghost soldier."
As soon as this remark came out, everyone was terrified, and the Xiantian Taoist hurriedly said: "This, this senior... the ghosts are vicious and hard to change, be sure to get rid of them!"
"Yeah, it killed several people, you can't just let it go." Zhou Yang also said.
"snort!"
As soon as King Qingshan let go of his arrogance, the other party was so frightened that he pissed off, and shouted: "You want to tear down the temple and destroy the mountain?"
"Don't dare!"
Zhou Yang was scared out of his wits, and hurriedly said, "I'm not trying to demolish temples and mountains, I'm just admiring the prince's name, expanding the temple, rebuilding your golden body, worshiping you every day, every day!"
"I'm sorry you don't dare, remember what I said today, if there is any falsehood, I will find you to settle the score!"
King Qingshan turned his head, and said to the Taoist: "Evil ghosts are forced by people. I have this king watching, so you two can rest assured. You are Taoist priests of Licheng, and this king is also a god of Licheng. It is inevitable to deal with each other. If you have any troubles, don't worry." Come find me!"
It patted its chest, and suddenly released its divine thoughts, covering the entire village, "It's the same with you, if you have a grievance or a grudge, you can come to this king!"
After all, it took the ghost's remnant soul and fled back to the temple in the form of black light. The young and old in the village did not even dare to breathe out, closed the doors and windows tightly, and huddled together to keep warm.
"..."
Taoist Xiantian frowned, always feeling that something was wrong, how could this look like a god? Bandits and bandits have the same temperament, but they don't feel malicious. In short, they are like nouveau riche, who don't know how to spend money.
He turned his thoughts again and again, and suddenly his face turned pale, remembering his fault.
Strictly speaking, Taoists are very responsible for the demolition and the appearance of evil spirits. First of all, he was negligent and contemptuous, and did not discover the danger in the first place, and reported it to the temple in time. Later, when a battle broke out, he abandoned several mortals and fled by himself.
He is a regular worker, and if he made such a big mistake, he would be fined three drinks and fired a temporary worker.
Terrible!
And over there, a few people were in a daze, as if they had passed away. Zhou Yang pulled himself together and came over to ask, "Master Daoist, what should we do next?"
"Follow me back and be a witness. It's not that I didn't try my best. It's because the evil spirits are too strong and invincible."
"Yes, yes... how many mouths are there in the Zhang family?"
"They died a long time ago, maybe they were killed before we lodged. You go to the village committee and come to collect the corpses at dawn."
"ah?"
Zhou Yang had a bitter face, thinking that he had spent a long time with something who didn't know whether it was a human or a corpse, and even ate and drank tea, his stomach felt sick.
"Hey, there's another young man?"
At this moment, Taoist Xiantian looked around and suddenly found that there was one person missing.
"The one you said was surnamed Gu is a tourist. It doesn't matter. Maybe he was scared away."
"Oh... It shouldn't be too late, the rain has stopped, and the sky is about to dawn. I will take you to Shanxia Town first, and then find a way to return to Licheng." The Taoist didn't meet that guy face to face, and didn't take it to heart .
Not long after, all the people in the yard came to a clean place, only the old Zhang's family of three fell on the ground, their skin was black and purple, with some spots of corpses, but the daughter-in-law appeared in their house, also dead for a long time.
The little boy's body was rotten into a ball, like minced meat. His sister fell beside him, covered in bruises, and still had a breath of life left.
Her name is Wen Jing, she is seventeen years old, her parents died early, she fled to the provincial capital with her younger brother, and stayed in the production team for a few years during the special period to make ends meet. Later, the situation improved, and I chose to move back to Qingshan Village, where I had a house and a home, and saw that life was getting better again.
As a result, more than a month ago, my younger brother was possessed by something. During the day, he was a well-behaved young man, but at night he became terrifying and distorted.
He can kill himself obviously, but he likes to torture and ravage him a little bit. He loves to use a thin knife to cut his own flesh, and even pull out his tongue.
And he chose not to let her die, and every time he rescued her, the torture would be doubled.
For more than a month, she was tormenting in hell. And in the battle just now, no one paid her a look from the beginning to the end, and no one came to rescue her. She lay here quietly waiting to die like a reptile or a dog.
"Is this going to die?"
Wen Jing's consciousness became more and more blurred, and she managed to flash a thought, but she felt very relieved, "This is going to die..."
She only felt that her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and the moment she was about to close them, she seemed to see a young man suddenly appearing. He seemed to sigh, then pointed at himself.
"Well… "
Powerful vitality washes over the whole body, warm as if soaking in a hot spring. The rotting wound healed quickly, giving birth to tender granulation, bone and blood, and the depleted internal organs were also recovering.
In just ten seconds, she was dazed and surprised, and stood up lightly, but she couldn't speak because she was tongueless.
"..."
She looked at the young man in front of her, feeling a little at a loss. After a while, she took a few steps and was about to kneel and kowtow.
Both knees were held up by a soft force, and the man said: "I will heal your tongue, and you can continue to live here. Or, you can follow me for a year."
"..."
Wen Jing blinked her eyes and lowered her head slightly. Her eyelashes are very long, her facial features are delicate and small, she is a very gentle girl.
She thought for a moment, then took a few steps forward.
"good."
Gu Yu looked at her, turned around and walked away, and Wen Jing trotted to follow.
Even though she still doesn't know who this person is.
…
Gu Yu did not leave, but stayed in Shanxia Town. He found that King Qingshan's little chic was quite something, and he suddenly became interested, and wanted to stay and observe.
This stay is more than one month.
"Boom!"
"Enter!"
The door was pushed open and Wen Jing walked in. She was still flustered and unnatural, standing in the corner with her head down.
"Did you eat?" Gu Yu asked with a smile.
She nods.
"How many clothes did you buy?" He noticed the other party's dress.
"Mmm..."
Not only did Wen Jing nod, but she also took out a few banknotes and handed them over, meaning there were leftovers.
"Keep it, I don't need to eat or drink, this is your expense."
Gu Yu waved his hand and said, "Go out for a while, what's new?"
"Mmm..."
Wen Jing gestured her hands habitually, wanting to express it. In fact, she knew that the other party could easily read the information in her mind. Sure enough, she felt an extremely gentle, invisible hand brushing her head.
"It's interesting! The day after tomorrow, you will follow me up the mountain to see how the King of Qingshan manifests his holiness. Go."
"..."
Wen Jing saluted, went out obediently, and returned to her room.
This is the largest hotel in the town, and the conditions are good. The curtains are drawn, and the winter sun shines into the room through the glass windows, giving it a cool and warm feeling.
She enjoyed the hard-won sunshine very much. Standing in front of the window and looking at the streets with people coming and going, she unconsciously touched the jade pendant hanging around her neck.
Cool and warm, it can always calm yourself down, and you can sleep until dawn.
"He's a fairy!"
Wen Jing thought about it.
"He asked me to follow me for a year, did he want to accept apprentices? Not like, if accepting apprentices, why is it only for one year? Is that a match for me? It's not like."
Wen Jing rubbed her cheeks, feeling a little hot, and then she became scared again.
A year seems to be a long time, but following him, it seems extremely short. If after a year, I really want to leave, how should I live
Gentle and independent girls are treasures, unlike men who are big pigs! ! !
"..."
Unknowingly, she has stabilized her mentality and must work hard to make herself stronger.
Wen Jing stood for a long time before going to bed, took out her newly bought mobile phone, and opened the Weibo of the twenty-seventh year of Xianli.
The hotspots are all screened by the words "Qingshan King". Just click on one of them. First, there are a few high-definition pictures. They are half-finished palaces built by Zhou Yang, who spared no expense and worked overtime. They are more than ten times larger than the original ones. The magnificent atmosphere of the future.
The main hall is the core, and it has been built with concentrated manpower. There is also a new statue covered with cloth, which will be officially announced the day after tomorrow.
"Is there any Taoist friend from Fujian Province, go to worship God the day after tomorrow!"
"Cultivator Jinjiang is here, let's go together!"
"Friar Ludao is here, let's go together!"
"The shoe seller in Urata is here, let's go to Sanlian!"
"One person writes Qingshan King in blood, and Trump's apparition is a bit of a guess. The stock market is useless to us. If you have the ability, let him bring down the property market!"
"666! It's also a lumbar disc, why are you so prominent?"
"It's also nine-year compulsory education, why are you so good?"
Almost all the topics were focused on the worship ceremony the day after tomorrow, the completion of the main hall, the unveiling of the idol, and King Qingshan entrusted Zhou Yang with a dream to show himself to others.