Seeing the scene in front of me, I smiled to myself. It seems that I had completely thought the opposite. I originally thought that the old Taoist was asking for help from the villagers and wanted to beg for alms or something. It turned out that the villagers invited this old Taoist to exorcise evil spirits. Now that the troubled times are not over, ordinary people can't live a prosperous life, so how can this village find the time to hire an old Taoist
Curious, I followed this group of people into the village. After entering the village, I discovered that the village was really not that good. There were many thatched houses and basically no decent houses. There were no livestock outside the houses. It looked very deserted.
A group of people gathered around Lao Dao and came to a small courtyard. It was said that this small courtyard should be regarded as the best mansion in the whole village. Although the house in the small courtyard is not that good, I can still see bricks. At this time, I saw women from every household walking out with plates and bowls in their hands, heading towards the small courtyard. The men gathered around the old man and entered the house, and I followed him in. Only then did I see clearly that there wasn't much in the pot in the small courtyard, only a few steamed buns on top, still steaming. Then the women carrying plates and bowls walked in one by one. It turned out that those women were carrying plates of vegetables. All of them put more than a dozen dishes on the table with strange expressions.
At this time, I finally understood. It seemed that this village was not rich and had nothing to do, but that it was extremely poor. All the dozen or so families in the whole village can only contribute their own efforts to put together such a banquet, and the pot of steamed buns in the house now must be all the white noodles of the dozen or so families in the whole village!
At this time, the veteran served the table first without being invited. Then he asked unhurriedly: "I wonder if something strange happened in your village. Do you need to call Pindao to come?" Although he asked this question, his eyes were looking at the dishes on the table. After looking around, the old Taoist showed a displeased look on his face, because the dishes on the table were all green vegetables without a piece of meat. But why didn't he think about it, if the food on the table got into his stomach, the people in this village might have to chew tree bark and eat grass roots from now on.
The old man sitting opposite Lao Dao could naturally see the displeasure on Lao Dao's face, but since Lao Dao asked first, he didn't care about Lao Dao's expression, but sighed and said: "Master Dao doesn't know something. There is only a small village like ours within a few miles. Just a month ago, strange things happened in the village. First, the number of chickens and ducks in the village decreased for no reason, and a few days later, people began to disappear. There were originally nearly thirty households in the village. After more than a month, there are only a dozen or so families left!"
The old man was picking up a piece of mushroom and wanted to put it into his mouth. When the old man said this, he stopped his chopsticks and said "Oh?", thought for a while and asked: "Do you know what is harmful to people?"
The old man smiled bitterly and said: "This little old man doesn't know. Every time people and animals disappear, it is silent and there is no trace at all!" At this time, a young man next to him interjected: "Master Dao, you don't know, my grandfather He is the oldest man in the village. When someone disappeared, my grandfather asked the men in our village to guard every corner of the village. As a result, all the people guarding him were gone overnight, otherwise our village would not be the same. There will be more than half the people missing. Sometimes even people who go out to relieve themselves at night will be gone without making a sound."
The old Taoist took a sip from the wine bowl and asked, "So, those things are causing trouble at night?" No one answered, and everyone was indifferent. In fact, the old Taoist's question is unnecessary. No matter whether it is monsters, monsters, robbers or bandits, they will never come out to harm people in the clear day.
The old Taoist smiled slightly, and then said: "Don't worry, everyone, the poor Taoist will get rid of this monster for the villagers. It just needs some preparation..." He said in a longer tone. I smiled bitterly when I looked at it, thinking, "What a great guy!" Is this asking for money? Sure enough, the old man understood what the old man meant and hurriedly waved his hand behind him. At this time, I saw a middle-aged man from the outside of the crowd walking over with a cloth bag and placing it on the table. Listening to the clanking sound of metal inside the cloth bag, it was not difficult to tell that there were yellow and white items, copper coins and jewelry inside.
The old Taoist smiled and opened your cloth bag, only to find a small piece of silver, a few copper coins, and two or three gold hairpin earrings inside. Although I have no idea about ancient gold and silver money, it seems that it should be the property of the entire village. Obviously, this amount of money should be considered a lot. The old Taoist nodded with satisfaction and then put the cloth bag into his bag. Then he said: "Everyone lock the doors and windows tonight. No matter what happens, remember not to get curious! If you look at something you shouldn't, it won't be a big deal if the Taoist law is broken, but the safety of the villagers will be a big deal!"
I touched my chin and watched the old Taoist and everyone at the table eating and drinking. Among these people, except the old Taoist who was drinking and eating, all the others had gloomy expressions, but there was a glimmer of hope in their eyes. Obviously, these people spent all their wealth to hire experienced methods. Although they knew that they would not be able to live in the future, they were able to get rid of the disaster and it still made everyone feel at ease. Seeing this, I couldn't help but sigh, humans are always like this. To be honest, these villagers squandered all their wealth in troubled times, just to cut themselves off, and the final result was starvation. If you don't ask for advice, you will be killed by monsters. In the final analysis, you will die, but you don't want to be killed by monsters while people are in panic. How come dying of starvation is death, but being killed by monsters is not death? I don't believe that these people regard death as death. It's still death, and it would be better to be killed by monsters. Why do I think it's better to be killed by monsters than to starve to death? At least you don’t need to cheapen this magician!
It was already dark by this time, and the old Taoist sent all the villagers home on the pretext of making preparations. He set up a table alone in an open space in the village, opened his luggage, and placed an incense burner, a pair of candles, a peach wood sword, and a charm on the table. After lighting the candles and burning the incense, the old Taoist began to wave his mahogany sword, dance and make noises in front of the table: "The spirit of the sky, the spirit of the earth, the spirit of the earth, the Supreme Master is about to appear..."
I sat cross-legged on the haystack behind Lao Tao, with one hand on my cheek, smoking a cigarette out of boredom, and watching Lao Tao go crazy. The moon was rising in the sky, and the village was too poor to even light a lamp. Except for the faint light of the old man's two candles, the only light left in the whole village was the moonlight. The originally deserted village became a bit more murderous, which made me feel very bad. At this time, I couldn't bear the loneliness, so I jumped off the haystack and walked to the old road. The old man was still mumbling something at this time. Although he couldn't hear clearly, it was obviously nonsense. There was a surge of bad water in my heart, and I leaned over and blew out a candle with a pop.
The old Taoist looked down and saw that the candle was out. He stopped talking and lowered his head to pick up the fire stick and prepared to light the candle again, while muttering: "There is no wind here." Just when the old man's hand touched the candle, he heard the rustling in the thatched house nearest to him. There was a sound, and a woman lowered her voice and asked: "Master, do you think this Taoist can work? Listen, why did you stop?" Then a man's voice scolded in a low voice: "Stop talking, be careful of the Taoist being distracted. !" Then, it calmed down again.
The old man raised his eyebrows slightly, lit the candle and began to convulse again. I laughed secretly in my heart, thinking that this Taoist master of yours is probably just a bastard! Thinking about it, I picked up the mahogany sword and looked at it. The sword was in good condition and evenly patinated. I thought it must have been there for a long time. However, from the spiritual point of view, this is simply a useless decoration, with no aura at all. In other words, this is definitely good as a craft, but as a weapon for slaying demons, it's like taking a plastic model gun to the battlefield, and it's useless.
The old Taoist couldn't see me, he could only see his peach wood sword flying in the air. The old Taoist was stunned for a moment and then reached out to grab it. As a result, I turned aside and the old Taoist caught nothing. The old man's face changed drastically. He spread his hands and threw himself at the sword in my hand. He missed the sword again and almost fell down. I was laughing loudly while holding the mahogany sword, and then I saw the old Taoist supporting the Daoguan and standing still, pointing at the bottom of the mahogany sword and saying in a voice: "You wait! Just wait for me!"
As he spoke, the old Taoist picked up a talisman from the table and lit it on the candle. Holding the talisman between his two fingers, he shook his head and muttered something in his head. A few seconds later, I saw the old Taoist holding a half-burned talisman in one hand, pointing towards the mahogany sword in my hand and saying: "Imperial order!" However, I felt nothing.
I felt funny in my heart and said since you are playing, I will also play with you. Then he picked up the peach wood sword and turned it around a few times between his five fingers. Then he held a sword flower. He passed the peach wood sword forward and penetrated the still burning talisman paper. Then he took back the peach wood sword and stood it upright in front of him. Under the talisman, recite the mantra silently in your heart!
The talisman paper burned up with a "buzzing" sound, and the peach wood sword shined brightly in the spiritual eyes! I raised the corner of my mouth slightly and shouted softly: "Summon!" I moved my wrist and swiped my sword towards the old Taoist's crown!