Royal Demon Group

Yang Qiankun was so powerful, Li Tianzhe waited to see how he blocked the door arbitrarily, but then, Yang Qiankun's attitude softened and his voice was as soft as possible.

"I am Yang Qiankun, the grandson of Goddess Yang Chunhua in Shimiao Village at the foot of the mountain."

Li Tianzhe rolled his eyes, this magic stick is so good at changing faces, awesome!

The nun looked around at Yang Qiankun, and Yang Qiankun had a standard hello smile on his face the whole time, and he was just a hello.

"Amitabha, please come in." The nun said.

Then the door was opened, Li Tianzhe and Yang Qiankun squeezed in, and the door was closed again.

They followed the nun, and Li Tianzhe always felt that she was a little cold in clothes, probably what a monk cultivates is xinxing, which can endure the cold.

"How can you let me in just by signing up?" Li Tianzhe asked Yang Qiankun quietly while walking.

"My grandma is a famous witch near here, and she has practiced in this Zijin Temple for a while. This nun's Buddha name is Mingda, and she knows my grandma." Yang Qiankun also replied in a low voice.

"I think your grandma has misremembered the time. Didn't she just say that tomorrow is the day to come to the temple gate to make offerings?"

Li Tianzhe remembered that when Yang Qiankun's grandma was watching people, sometimes he would suddenly let go for a while, and he must have taken up the space in his head for remembering how to worship.

"It must be, but it's the same any day it's enshrined." Yang Qiankun said.

They walked on a bluestone path. The snow on the path was swept clean, revealing the blue brick surface. They walked through the long path and came to a staircase. The temple is on a higher level ground. It is not unreasonable for the temple to be located in a high hall. of.

The handrails of the stairs are made of blue-white stone, the large pillars are surrounded by dragon patterns, and the side panels are all carved with blue lotus patterns. Looking down the stairs, the whole temple gives people a solemn and solemn feeling.

Li Tianzhe's grandfather had already joined Buddhism, and the subtle influence made him respect temples and other things. No matter whether there are ghosts and gods or immortals and Buddhas in this world, there is always nothing wrong with respecting something.

Following Mingda up the stairs, the main hall appeared in front of them. The edge of the temple roof could not bear the snow, so the red bricks and yellow tiles inside were exposed. The winter cotton curtain was hung on the hall door, which was a combination of gray and black. Facing the cotton tent is a huge incense burner, which is full of snow, which will probably melt tomorrow.

Mingda opened the door curtain, and Li Tianzhe and the others followed in. The main hall enshrines the Tathagata Buddha of the Western Paradise. There is a three-person-high Buddha statue in the center. The Buddha's face is peaceful and compassionate. On the left side of the Buddha statue is an older one The nun was chanting sutras with her eyes closed, knocking on the wooden fish.

The sound of "thump, thump, thump" rang out regularly, and the room was surrounded by green smoke after burning incense, filled with the smell of sandalwood, which smells very good, and makes people from the world fall into the ancient green light. Go in the tranquility accompanied by Buddha.

Mingda stepped forward and whispered something in the nun's ear, the nun slowly opened her eyes, nodded towards them without saying a word.

Do not make noise in front of the Buddha Hall.

Yang Qiankun took out the items to be offered from the bag and put them all on the offering table in front of the Buddha. After putting them away, he folded his hands together and knelt on the kneeling hall. After a while, the nun knocked on the bowl on the desk, and the crisp voice vibrated with memories.

Yang Qiankun bowed three times and rang three times.

Li Tianzhe knelt on the kneeling mat and worshiped three times without distraction. Every time he raised his head, he could see the Buddha in golden clothes diagonally above him, with his eyelids drooping, as if he was looking at these worshippers.

After getting up, I sensed that there was no spiritual power fluctuation here.

They went out of the main hall, and Ming Da walked ahead to lead them. Yang Qiankun said to Li Tianzhe, "I checked the spirit after worshiping, and there is nothing abnormal in the main hall."

"Well, I didn't feel anything either." Since Yang Qiankun, a professional spiritualist, didn't detect anything, it meant that there were indeed no demon spirits there.

"But there are demon spirits in this temple. The spirit power of the demon spirits is very subtle, and it seems to be different from other demon spirits."

"There is a high probability that it is in the Saintess Hall, can it be drawn out through gathering spirits?"

"No, the level of this demon spirit is too high, and it hides too well. It's probably a human demon spirit." Yang Qiankun shook his head. too likely.

However, if the demon spirit drives the statue of the saint, it might be possible, but it is just a little dangerous.

Li Tianzhe thought that since this demon spirit can drive the statue of the saint and kill people, the demon spirit driving the statue of the saint can't just kill people at sight. Those who are killed should have some characteristics, or some conditions, otherwise The last time the Virgin was driven, the rest of the village was fine.

Shimiao Village is the closest village to the temple. Is there any relationship between the alias of Shimiao Village, Short Life Village, and the statue of the saint and the origin of the demon... and what is going on with the little Smurf?

They walked to the door of another side hall, and Nun Mingda was going to take them in, but Yang Qiankun stopped them.

"Little master, I know what is enshrined here, so I won't bother you, you can go to work."

Mingda nodded slightly, and headed towards the Buddhist hall where she was chanting sutras. She still had to do chanting sutras today.

They worshiped these enshrined gods and Buddhas one by one. Yang Qiankun put the offerings on the enshrining case, and after earnest worship, he left.

These gods and Buddhas have benevolent faces with smiling faces, and grinning faces with ferocious faces. Like Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, they all have peaceful and serene expressions. In the Hall of Yama, they have terrifying expressions.

They finally arrived at the Holy Maiden Hall, which is in another courtyard. They worshiped the gods and Buddhas in this temple, passed through a mahogany door from the side, and arrived at a small courtyard surrounded by green brick walls. , from the east, you can see a high platform with a hall on it and stairs next to it. Li Tianzhe and the others stepped on the wooden stairs and entered the hall of the saint.

The Saintess Hall is not big. There are two statues of the Saintess, one left and one right in the center, and two boys on one side. The Saintess is more than two meters high, with a smile on her face and peaceful eyes looking into the distance.

For some reason, the two saintess statues are obviously the same. Looking at them, Li Tianzhe always feels that they are not as peaceful and tranquil as his demeanor.But Li Tianzhe really couldn't imagine how this saint could kill someone?

They saluted, and Li Tianzhe asked, "Is there anything unusual?"

"This is too strange, I feel a little bit of the spiritual power of the demon spirit." Yang Qiankun scattered the spiritual power, relying on the collision between the spiritual power to determine the strength and direction of the demon spirit.He can feel the existence of a little bit of demonic spirit power now, but the spiritual power is too small to form the source, and can't detect the direction. This feeling is judged by his experience. If it is someone else, it will definitely be It is determined that there are no monsters here.

"It's too small, I ran back all the way... Isn't this fucking embarrassing me, Fat Tiger?" Yang Qiankun was a little speechless, what the hell is this demon?

"You're right, Fat Tiger, this is making things difficult for you." Li Tianzhe said solemnly.

"Depend on…"

"I have a question, how did your village get the nickname of short-lived village?"

"Why do you ask this suddenly?" Yang Qiankun looked around and found nothing, it was normal and normal.

"I'm curious." Li Tianzhe smiled, and said, "By the way, I will tell your fortune to see how long you can live."

"What does this have to do with fortune-telling? Fortune-telling is my old profession, so I'll do the math for you..." Yang Qiankun began to look at Li Tianzhe as he spoke, and then nodded and said, "Well, you've had good luck recently."

"God stick, not bad, this can be calculated."

"..."

"Actually, the origin of Changshou Village is just a rumor..." Yang Qiankun said.

In the 90s, Shimiao Village was Shimiao Village, but at that time pneumonia suddenly became prevalent. People in the past did not live long, and Shimiao Village died of many middle-aged people. Then his grandmother was in several nearby villages. The famous witch, the villagers asked his grandmother to ask the gods, and his grandmother said that it was a punishment from the gods. At that time, the village was feudal and superstitious. Who knows if it is true or not, but the villagers all believed it.

Now that they believed that it was the punishment of the gods, the villagers fell into panic. Later, several middle-aged people in their 40s died. Many people thought about moving away. When they moved, these rumors spread go out.

According to legend, Shimiao Village was called Changshou Village and became an unknown village. The wave of migrant workers in the new era hits. The sky eats and the earth lives.

To put it bluntly, it is rumors. Sometimes rumors are such things. They can spread white into black, and black into blacker. In the process of spreading something, people always like to force it according to their own wishes. Forcibly adding ingredients, the more people pass through the mouth, the farther away from the truth.

"So... that's it?" Li Tianzhe thought that something weird happened, but after thinking about it, Yang Qiankun, as the No. 20 eighth-generation descendant of a family of folk demon slayers, still believed in science. It's just about the unpredictable human heart.

"Well, so there are really no ghosts and gods in this world..." Yang Qiankun said.

"God still exists."

"..."

"Okay, then let's go first, go back and let your grandma tell you the story of the saint!" Li Tianzhe said.

"There is a stone outside, and it seems to introduce the saint..."

"Go out and have a look..."

They walked out as they spoke. Yang Qiankun walked in front of Li Tianzhe and said as he walked. Before Li Tianzhe left, he turned his head and took a look. A black dot flashed past.

Li Tianzhe grabbed Yang Qiankun's collar in front of him, pointed to the statue of the saint, and said, "God stick, wait, over there..."

"I'm going! You..." Yang Qiankun was pulled by his collar suddenly, his throat was tightened, he almost shouted, but he lowered his voice when he remembered that he was still in the Holy Maiden Hall, "You want to strangle me to death."

"Why should I strangle you? I mean look over there."

Yang Qiankun looked in the direction Li Tianzhe pointed, but there was nothing there.

They walked over and saw a small tentacles behind the statue of the saint on the left. Yang Qiankun looked at Li Tianzhe and nodded. The spiritual power flowed through his fingertips and was pulled by the spiritual thread. The thing came out of the statue of the saint. Just like what they saw that day!

The little black elf, like the little smurf, is extremely flexible, unlike the one on Wang Guoqing, who can feel its tiredness, but now this one is much more energetic.

As soon as the little black elf was pulled out, he moved quickly to run away. Fortunately, Yang Qiankun had quick hands and eyes, and immediately used the spirit lock chain to lock up the little black elf.

"This little thing still wants to run."

The little black elf was chained by a curtain, and he kept trying to escape, the spirit chain was pulled straight, but he just couldn't escape, couldn't break free.

Li Tianzhe walked over, squatted down, and poked its body with his hands, only to find that it was still limp.

"This... is quite soft..."

Unable to resist poking it a few more times, the little black elf stared at him with dark eyes, unlike the one on Wang Guoqing's body before, this one's limbs are not soft, but have claws.

As soon as Li Tianzhe poked it, the little black elf gritted his teeth and wanted to bite him, like a fierce chihuahua.

"This thing is also a demon spirit." Yang Qiankun pulled the chain and found that the demon spirit still had a little strength, but no matter how strong it was, it couldn't pull him.

"Why is this monster different from the others? It's kind of cute after watching too much and playing with it for a long time..."

"Hey, remember what you said before? Didn't you say that all demons are harmful?" Yang Qiankun said.

"Cute and harmful, don't conflict." Li Tianzhe smiled, with his hands hanging down his thighs, and the little black elf rushed forward to bite.

And the direction of rushing is a bit embarrassing, Li Tianzhe's best direction.

Suddenly startled, Li Tianzhe jumped up in fright.

"Hey, the goal of this little thing is not my lifeblood, is it?!"

Yang Qiankun: "..." As a captain, can we keep our focus?

"So what should we do with this demon? Just destroy it?"

Li Tianzhe thought for a while, and said, "Don't you feel that this little thing is different from the one you saw before?"

"Well, this one... has been drugged!"

Yang Qiankun looked at the little black elf left and right, and found that this one was much more lively than the one he saw before. Could it be that he took the health pills?

Little Black Elf: "(screams)..." Jia's face was ferocious.

You just take drugs, your whole family takes drugs!

"...Kowtow to you...can you stop making such unreliable guesses in a serious manner."

Yang Qiankun's serious speculation made Li Tianzhe want to suspect that he was mentally retarded.

"Take it back first." Li Tianzhe said.

"Oh."

Yang Qiankun pulling the little black elf felt like pulling a husky that didn't want to go out, the thing was dragged on the ground in the end.

"Give me a hold for a while." Yang Qiankun gave him the chain without saying a word, and Li Tianzhe took the chain and continued to drag.

"I think it's kind of like a big head," he said.

The big head at home raised his head from the cat's nest, ah, who scolded me?

"Not big-headed and fat." Yang Qiankun glanced at the little black elf who was pawing on the ground, and said.

When going downstairs, the little black elf was dragged behind. Every time Li Tianzhe went down the stairs, there was a "boom" from behind, and then there was a sound of paws scratching the ground, followed by another "boom".

After thirteen beeps of "dong", Li Tianzhe felt that the noise of it scratching the ground made his brain hurt, so he simply picked it up and found that it saved a lot of effort.

They walked to the stone outside the temple, on which was written the introduction of the saint.

This is a stone one person tall, the color is blue and black, the title is engraved on it in gold letters, and the content is engraved in red letters, and the content reads:

During the Western Wei Dynasty, there was a family surnamed Liu in Qingping County who had twin sisters, Liu You and Liu De.There was a three-year drought in Qingping County, and the grains were not harvested for three years. An eminent monk passed by and said: build a temple, pray for rain, and worship the saint.

The people who worked hard to build the temple suffered a lot of wear and tear, and there was no rain when the temple was completed. The people in Qingping suffered unspeakably.At night, the gods of Daluo descended, the ground was covered with golden light, and the costumes fell to the ground. When they fell into a dream, they told the sisters of the Liu family: bow down in front of the temple, and it will be done.

The next day, the Liu sisters knelt in front of the temple gate, exposed to the sun for three days, and it rained.The crowd cheered and hugged each other, and the sound of drinking and celebrating was endless. Mrs. Liu knelt in front of the temple, motionless.In front of the temple, a golden light was sprinkled all over the ground, and it was the Daluo Immortal who led the Liu sisters to heaven and become immortals.Returning to the fairy position, it is beautiful, beautiful, and since then, Liu's virtues have been passed on for thousands of miles, and everyone carved statues of gods for the saint of Youde to keep the wind and rain in good order.

"Hey, can you understand?" Li Tianzhe carried the little black elf in front of the rock, and the little black elf was tied to a spirit chain, with his limbs drooping and circling.

Yang Qiankun: "..." Brother, don't make trouble!