Otherworldly Merchant

Everyone in the village was scared, picked up the hoe sickle to chase the serpent, and eventually she escaped with all the scars.

I heard that a few nights later, the serpent came back to Fonta and asked him if he wanted to live with himself in the mountains. Fang Dao was already scared, naturally unwilling.

The snake suddenly left sadly, then somehow, all kinds of strange things began to happen in the village, all the children born to pregnant women were girls, bought countless francs, it was useless to take countless prescriptions.

And the men in the village began to mutilate themselves one after the other, using various means, such as cutting off their fingers with axes, pulling their teeth out with pliers, and cutting their arms with knives. Anyway, it was unbearable to see, like purgatory, the villagers invited Taoists, who said it was the snake, but there was nothing they could do.

Later, with more and fewer women and fewer men in the village, the village also changed its name to: Yin Man Village...

Decades later, a high priest traveling in the clouds heard about it. In order to rescue the people of the village, he took the initiative to be silent and left a message for the disciple to make his remains into a sitting body Buddha, buried under the acacia tree, in order to calm evil.

Strangely enough, since the moment the Buddha buried himself in the village in the tank, there has never been a man's self-mutilation in the shady village.

Men will mutilate themselves, and these five words instantly remind me of what happened to me and He Yongfu last night.

The old lady sighed and lowered her head: “But for the last two years I don't know why, the villagers' self-mutilation started happening again, last year was one person, by this year has turned into three people! ”

This is not a terrible story, even with a few fairy tales, and I always felt something was wrong.

Suddenly I saw Boss Bai, and the light flashed and asked: “Master Bai, if you say so, all the girls in the village have been born since the Qing Dynasty Kanlong year.

Mr. White was born in this village, right? ”

Old Master Bai looked at Mr. Bai, his eyes flashed with infinite love: “Xiaobai came from a distant relative, even me, in order to be the successor to the Bai family...”

When I heard the whole story, I concluded that it was the serpent.

But strangely, Old White had a serpent in his mouth, and we met three, and there must be some hidden truth!

I have a strong feeling that it is only by uncovering these truths that we can find the sitting cylinder body Buddha.

At a time when I was lost, Wang Kaoru came to the White House with Ho Yongfu, who was awake, and the village chief and his wife.

When I saw Kaoru Wang, I suddenly remembered an important clue.

She had said that, according to the information she had received, the Buddha, sitting in a cylinder, had been buried under an old acacia tree at the entrance of the village, which had just been confirmed by Grandpa Bai.

But we haven't seen the acacia tree since we got into the village.

“Old man, where is that acacia tree in the story now? ”

I'm not used to this kind of low-level speech, but I can't help it. Who wants Old White to eat this?

The old lady shook her head: “I've heard of this acacia tree since I was a kid, but I've never seen it. ”

After listening and looking at Wang Kaoru, I couldn't help but get a little frustrated. The only clue broke again...

Out of Grandpa Bai's house, Kaoru, Li Mazi and Boss Bai went straight up the mountain.

But wherever there is a shadow, there is a shadow.

The three snake spirits disappeared on this mountain last night, and my instincts tell me that the snake spirits should be with the sitting body Buddha.

Along the trail, we quickly found that giant white quartz. I pointed to the stone and asked Mr. White why the villagers were worshipping this thing?

Boss Bai told me that he didn't understand exactly why, but from the beginning of the old generation, whoever had a major illness or a small disaster, or things went wrong in the house, would come to this stone to worship, as for the spiritual failure, nobody was right.

Li Mazi was an acute child. He saw me staring at the rock and staring at it like an ant on a hot pot. “I said Zhang Jia Xiao, why are you still staring at this broken rock? Don't you worry if your sister hasn't heard from you? Find the snake spirit. ”

I pretended not to hear it, turned around, pointed at the little tree seedling I had found myself and said, "Do you know what kind of tree seedling this is, Mr. White? ”

Boss Bai took a closer look and was very sure that the place nodded: “This is the acacia tree. ”

Without saying a word, I took out the Ghost Chopper's knife, broke my arm, and chopped it on the big stone with a blade stained with blood.

Now I can be sure that this is not a stone, but a pile of acacia wrapped in gloom!

The annual wheel on the surface of the acacia pile is rare, and the whole pile is rounded up by about two or three adults and buried deep into the ground. Because the whole acacia stake is like albinism, and I've been baked by incense fires all year, I mistook it for a stone.

My heart was affected last night, I almost jumped off a cliff and killed myself, thanks to this pile of acacia trees.

My guess was obviously correct, and the moment the knife of the ghost slayer's double knife struck out, a painful cry came from the acacia stake.

Awesome ghosts scream all over the sky, seemingly shocking through people's eardrums.

I carried a double knife and chopped it, and the acacia stake was chopped off by a double knife, and it bled with sticky blood.

Whimpering cries pour out of the cracks that have been cut, making people feel so desperate, every single cry is like a silver needle, stabbing people's heartache!

Boss Bai was the least resistant of us, crying together, his face covered his heart.

After a while, he couldn't stand it, and wow, he bled red blood.

Wang Kaoru and Li Mazi were also annoyed by this cry. Especially Li Mazi, like someone strangled his throat, a blushing face, his hands waved like drowning people.

At this point, the sound of dense numbness in the footsteps came from the mountain.

“What are you doing?” A shout interrupted my movement.

I put away the ghost knife, subconsciously looked down the mountain, and the scene in front of me made me feel a little sluggish.

Only a group of croppers with hoes, sickles and axes, the villagers of the shady village, surrounded us from all sides, shouting at us was the village chief.

The villagers raised their weapons in disgrace and stared at us red-handed.

“Stop it now.” The mayor pointed me in the nose and shouted, “This is the Fengshuishi stone of our shady village. How dare you destroy this stone, our entire village can chop you up, believe it or not? ”