618, God is coming (2/2)

618, God is coming (2/2)

The noise of the people outside the door was getting louder and louder. Some people had already walked up the steps and leaned close to the crack of the door to listen to the movement inside. Unfortunately, the people at the Tianwei Taoist Temple inside the door had already been on guard against eavesdropping. After entering the door, I put a Taoist charm on the crack of the door to block the sound from outside.

The man was lying in front of the door and didn't hear anything. He turned around and was dealing with other villagers' inquiries.

At this time, I just heard a "clang" sound,

The two doors were opened from the inside.

The man standing on the steps was startled and almost fell into the arms of Master Gao Zhuang who opened the door.

Master Gao Zhuang pushed the man on the steps away, then turned sideways and welcomed Mr. Tian Shun out.

As soon as Mr. Tiancenti appeared at the door, all the villagers shouted at him.

Some shouted: "Taoist Master, what's in the temple? Can you see it?"

"It's almost noon, can this matter still be solved?"

"How did Lao Miao Zhu die?"

Mr. Tian Shun ignored the villagers' questions. He looked around the crowd and soon saw Chilong Zhenren and Xuan Shezi leading a group of Taoists standing in the corner of the crowd.

"I am about to take advantage of the Yang Qi at noon to open a forum and ask the Dragon God on the river to ask questions to solve the problem of pregnant women in the surrounding nine villages getting lost and falling into the Minjiang River!

Pindao also has some clues about the cause of Lao Miao Zhu's death -" Mr. Tian Shun said loudly, "There were no stabbing or ax marks on Lao Miao Zhu's chest. He was not killed by any thugs!

He was captured by a dragon! "

"Caught by a dragon?"

"dragon?!"

"Is it Jiang Long King?!"

The people were in an uproar.

Chilong Zhenren squinted his eyes and said nothing at the moment.

Seeing that the Taoist master and disciple did not say anything to refute, Mr. Tian Shun became more courageous, nodded and said: "Exactly!

It was probably the night before that he discovered that the group of prostitutes were devoured by the Jiang Dragon King, so he wanted to report to the Wutong God and ask for help from the gods - but the Jiang Dragon King had already prepared and killed him in advance!

Pick out his heart and devour it! "

The people below were suddenly surprised and felt that what Mr. Tian Shun said seemed to make sense.

“This guy must not be able to solve this matter.

At the moment, it seems that he is going to make up the numbers! "Zhenren Chilong looked at Mr. Tian Centipede who was talking eloquently on the steps, and sneered, "Jianglong King killed people and silenced them, and the God of Five Powers couldn't save people - where can there be such a god with thinking like a human being?

Never seen this before! "

The bearded old man turned his head and glanced at Su Wu, and then said: "I'm not in a hurry to expose him now.

Didn't he also want to open a forum to ask Jiang Long King to ask questions and solve the problem of the missing pregnant woman? I want to see what kind of medicine he sells in his gourd! "

The Taoists in Beilu Mountain didn't say much when they saw Mr. Tian Shun at the entrance of the temple. After fooling the villagers with a few words, they led more than ten red-headed masters out of the temple and followed the path that the crowd spontaneously opened for them. Walk towards the embankment.

This time, more than a dozen red-headed masters surrounded the female master who was born with celestial eyes.

Carrying her forward,

There is a vague meaning of holding her hostage and guarding her.

Su Wu saw this clearly, but didn't pay much attention to it.

Most likely it was a disagreement within the team, but it had nothing to do with the people in Beilu Mountain.

The masters of Tianwei Taoist Temple finally came to solve the problem and immediately attracted most of the villagers from the surrounding ten miles and eight villages. Thousands of people gathered more than ten masters of Tianwei Taoist Temple and walked along the river embankment. After walking for five or seven miles, we descended from a river slope.

Standing on the river slope and looking down, you can immediately see the mouth of the Minjiang River with the river slowly moving and the waves occasionally rolling.

The Shaxi River merges into the Minjiang River from here!

The river breeze blows across the shop surface, bringing a slight chill.

Mr. Tian Shun and a dozen of his disciples stood by the river, summoned several village elders, Li Zheng, and negotiated with them. The village elders asked the young and strong men to bring tables, chairs, benches, three animal sacrifices, incense, paper money and other items. .

Three or five red-headed masters began to arrange the tables, chairs and benches and set up an altar.

But I saw the tall and strong master standing an Eight Immortals table firmly by the river. The long-armed master jumped on the Eight Immortals table with a stool and erected the stool. Then other masters moved the Eight Immortals table and put the table top against it. A bench forms the second level of the altar.

Repeating this cycle, a full five-story altar was erected with the Eight Immortals' table stacked on top of stools, and the stools touching the Eight Immortals' table!

On each level of the altar, there are porcelain bowls with a handful of sand and three sticks of incense stuck in them.

A high altar was erected.

Such acrobatic and highly ornamental rituals of the legislative altar attracted the attention of the surrounding people. When the altar was set up and three or five red-headed masters jumped down from the altar alternately, the people clapped their hands and applauded. .

Several red-headed masters also raised their chins slightly, feeling very embarrassed.

"Open the altar!"

Mr. Tian Shun in front of the altar looked serious. He had an iron sword and a peach wood sword crossed behind his back. A money bag and a gourd were hung on his waist. He was holding a stick of incense in both hands. All the disciples spoke in a deep voice. shouted.

All the teachers shouted in unison: "Open the altar!"

More than ten teachers and teachers stood in two rows in front of Mr. Tian Shun.

Mr. Tian Centi held the stick of incense, pressed his feet on the ground, and with a sudden force, he stood up from the ground. He stepped on the shoulders of the two masters, and the two masters each held a hand to support him. His ankles were swaying at the same time - the other masters around him moved the feet of these two masters, and lifted the two masters who were supporting Mr. Tian Centi!

In this way, after Mr. Tian Shun stood on the shoulders of the two disciples, he moved directly up to the highest altar without moving.

Standing on the table of the Eight Immortals!

On the Eight Immortals table,

A bill has been set up long ago and the three animals have been laid out.

The pairs of candles are listed.

Mr. Tian Centi put the stick of incense into the incense burner, then twisted another stick of incense and lit it on the opposite candle. He took out a scarecrow from his sleeve and stood it on the table. Light it up and stick it on the scarecrow’s head!

He did not forget to recite the following words: "I have received the three-grade Shangqing Sandong sutra urn from the Tianwei Altar 'Daoming', received the treasure urn 'Governor of the Arctic Exorcism Academy', and now opened an altar at the mouth of the Shaxi River to perform rituals——

I have received the right seal and have been named Heavenly Cao. The winds of the four seasons should follow me.

I say the wind stops! "

As Mr. Tian Shu finished speaking, the surrounding river wind surged, causing the flames lit in the opposite stove to sway unsteadily. The curling cigarettes were blown by the wind and scattered to unknown places.

The wind doesn't stop.

The golden-robed old Taoist shook out a 'Wish Li Qian' from his pocket without even raising his eyelids.

Place it on the table.

The will power attached to the copper coin with indentations around it dissipated instantly, and the river wind surging around suddenly stopped.

The candlelight flickered and the cigarette smoke curled up.

"You can't even calm the wind and offer sacrifices - you still have to devote your efforts and money to clear the way, and your cultivation has gone into the dog's belly!" Chilong Zhenren looked at the scene on the altar from a distance, shook his head and laughed.

He looked at the golden-robed old man placing a bulging bag of vow money on the receipt. He was a little envious for a moment, and then said to Su Wu: "If he fails to do what he does and fools the people later, you and I will expose it in person." He, first deduct his packet of wish money and then talk about it!

Vow money has always been extremely rare and difficult to obtain for a Taoist priest who travels around.

The Tianwei Taoist altar relies on the people's support, but it plays with the people's support. It still has such a large amount of property - it is a pity to give these things to them!

After getting this pack of wish power money, I also made two money swords to play with. "

Master Chilong glanced at Su Wu again, and then said: "Give you a share."

"good."

Su Wu happily agreed: "I think they wear swords on their waists, and they are all standard swords. They must be secretly related to one or two blacksmith shops. If they go to the Tianwei Taoist altar, I will lend them a blacksmith shop.

Give us Beilu Mountain’s Taoists some weapons that can be used.

——Now your disciples and grandsons are only using sticks to defend themselves. If they really encounter a bad person, the sticks will not work. "

"Very good, very good." Master Chilong nodded repeatedly.

The master and apprentice were blending together underneath.

At this time, the long-armed master and the tall and strong master stood on the left and right of the female master, one of them held one of her arms, and then, like Mr. Tian Shun, they were lifted up by the masters and went up to the altar.

The female master was held hostage in front of the altar and sat on a small round stool.

The two masters took out the talismans, tied her up, and fixed her on the round stool.

Mr. Tian Shun looked at the female master coldly and said: "It is useless to regret at this time. Ding Ling, what are your last words? Say it now, I can satisfy you as a master!"

The female master looked calm and shook her head: "Master should arrange his own funeral arrangements properly.

Once the bow is drawn, there is no turning back. "

"You look like you really deserve to die." Mr. Tian Shun sneered, but was not angry anymore because of Ding Ling's disobedient words at this time. In his eyes, the other party was already a person who was about to die - as a corpse in the corpse sacrifice. ', there has never been a 'corpse' that could survive a sacrifice safely and live to the end!

Mr. Tiancenti picked up the gourd from his waist and poured out a white flesh worm.

The centipede he had previously used to detect clues about the life and death of the deceased had already died suddenly after eating the causal clues of twenty corpses in succession.

The meat worm squirmed on the table. The golden-robed old man picked up a very thin ink pen and drew on the back of the meat worm the five talismans and talismans corresponding to the "Five Powers God", and the thin, bright red Yun Ji talisman. Covered on the back of the flesh worm,

The old Taoist stood in front of the altar and stepped on the Eight Diagrams. His hands were clasped together, and his left hand formed a sword finger. He pointed at the flesh worm crawling on the table and babbled in his mouth and sang: "Now I ask the Dragon King of the River to be the real general." Ling, the Yin soldiers of Shui Mansion opened the way and opened the door——"

While shaking his body and assuming various weird postures, Mr. Tian Shun took out three wish coins and placed them on the table.

The river surface, which had no major fluctuations to begin with, became even calmer at this time.

Upstream, where the Shaxi River merges into the Min River, the movement becomes much smaller.

When the people watching heard the name 'Jiang Dragon King', they didn't dare to talk any more, and they all fell silent.

The old Taoist walked around the altar three times, got up and down between the overlapping stools and the Eight Immortals' table, made various thrilling movements, and then suddenly climbed onto the altar, wearing a red mask of the Ghost King on his face.

His voice suddenly became gloomy, like the voice of a ghost king. At the same time, his left hand formed a sword and pointed at the flesh insect that had climbed onto the standing scarecrow on the table: "The river has returned to silence, and the gate of the Water Palace has been opened.

There will be no disaster if the boatman catches the boat, and there will be more harvest if the fisherman catches the fish!

I am now in the True Spirit Precipitation Mansion,

Together with the Dragon King on the river, we descend into the abyss and the sea, which is ten thousand feet long.

Go straight to Zhenlu Mountain at the bottom of the river! "

The flesh-worm climbing on the scarecrow's body suddenly burst open with the blood-red "Five-Purpose Talisman" drawn on its back, tearing the flesh of the flesh-worm. A stream of bright red blood flowed from the crystal-white flesh-worm's back. gurgling out, dyeing the whole scarecrow red!

Old Taoist Tian Shun muttered quickly and vaguely: "At the black altar at the foot of Zhenlu Mountain, the five-tong spirit appears here!"

"I sincerely invite Jiang Longwang (Wu Tongshen) Yingzhen to descend upon you!"

What the old Taoist said was the ‘Jiang Dragon King’ Yingzhen was invited to descend upon him.

But his abdomen moved and he spoke ventriloquy, asking for the ‘Wutong God’ to descend!

He used the name of the Dragon King of the Water Palace, but did not report the altar name of the Dragon King, nor did he draw the corresponding talisman of the Minjiang Dragon King. Instead, he accurately reported the altar name of the Wutong God - Linxia Yuanhai Wanzhangsan, Zhenlu Mountain at the bottom of the river, and Wutong God in the black altar at the foot of the mountain!

The altar names of the talismans all correspond to the Wutong God,

and the one who descended and appeared on the ‘corpse’ at this moment would naturally be the Wutong God!

The old Taoist Tianwu picked up the incense stick inserted on the head of the scarecrow stained with blood, and turned it to insert it into the Hunyuan bun on the head of the female master who was tied and fixed on the round stool!

He stomped his feet violently,

and shouted repeatedly: "The God is coming, the God is coming, the God is coming!

The God does not see me, the God does not see me, the God does not see me!"

The whole altar shook!

Such a bizarre scene frightened the onlookers so much that they dared not utter a word!