An evolutionary game starting from Suolongjing

"Still refusing to open the door?"

When hundreds of soldiers were standing on both sides of the temple, holding their long bows high and ready to shoot, on a slope not far from the temple, a young Taoist wearing a bright yellow robe looked at the tightly closed door, gently stroking his beard. There was a bit of reluctance on his handsome face.

Observing the Taoist's troubled expression, a man in casual clothes glanced at the Dragon King Temple that had closed the gate, with a hint of disdain flashing across his face.

close the door?

If closing the door helps, then what are they doing here?

Oh, it can’t be said to be completely useless. Once the door is closed, it can indeed block the ignorant people who come to worship, but in the face of the army’s pressure, what can a mere wooden door do?

Even if there is divine power attached to the door, if it is rushed by the army's evil spirit, nothing will be left. Any few strong soldiers who come forward can knock it open with their bodies.

The reason for not doing this is that the Song Dynasty had just conquered the world. Although the form of sharing the world between scholar-bureaucrats and the royal family had been established, it was not fully formed after all. The current status of warriors had not been reduced to dust, and the soldiers who were gathered were not. Most of them came from good families and were not untouchables and thieves in the late Song Dynasty.

In other words, the lives of soldiers are still worth some money these days.

Secondly, to carry out the operation of cutting down mountains and destroying temples, the cooperating soldiers must be elites who have seen blood and possess evil spirits. However, most of the elite troops of the Song Dynasty were deposited on the north and south borders, and only a few could be freed.

There are more than one temple of the evil god that needs to be conquered. The opponent is so desperate that he will jump over the wall. If the losses are serious, he will not be able to explain to the official.

Therefore, even if the army had besieged the Dragon King Temple, he did not order the soldiers to attack rashly, but waited for the high-level mage invited from Longhu Mountain in front of him to make a decision.

The soldiers distributed on both sides of the temple and the talismans and arrows in their hands are just one of the many arrangements.

In addition, in the upstream and downstream of the Fenshui River under the control of the Dragon King, there were dedicated personnel to supervise the construction of several stone bridges, and hung dragon-slaying swords under the bridges; several canals were dug to facilitate the drainage of the river at any time.

For a Fenshuijiang Dragon King who is not even in the seventh rank, such arrangement is not considered an insult.

As for extravagant consumption, our Song Dynasty lacks everything, but we don’t lack money!

If the temple priest was smarter and found some common people to be trapped in the temple with the scholars before the army blocked the place, he might be a little more cautious, but now there is only one temple priest and a few wizards and divine men, which would be more convenient for them.

Thinking of this, the sneer on his face became a little thicker.

Now everything was ready, but instead of waiting for Master Gao Gong's order to destroy the temple, he actually saw a look of reluctance on the other party's face, and the plainclothes civil servant secretly thought something was wrong.

Then he walked to the Taoist's side and said softly:

"Why would Master Zhang go to such trouble for a little country god who doesn't respect the king's orders? From the official's perspective, just attack directly, break down its temple door, destroy its statue, cut off its incense first, and then drain it into the river. , just capture its true form and hold it for questioning. Is it possible that it can turn the world upside down?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Taoist who was still sighing a moment ago suddenly turned around and looked at the plainclothes civil servant. The coldness in his eyes was like several arrows piercing his heart.

Shocked by this gaze, the plainclothes civil servant subconsciously took a few steps back. It was only when he felt a burning sensation in his chest that he was pulled out of the shock.

"Zhenzhen Zhang, what are you doing?" The civil servant screamed, reaching into his chest, taking out the official seal that he had kept in his arms, placing it on the open side, and at the same time hurriedly left the place. , retreated behind several officers and soldiers, and then looked at the Taoist in shock.

However, at this time, the Taoist had already retracted his gaze, staring at the undulating river water, seeming to sigh and regret: "You don't respect the king's order?"

"Yes, you don't respect the king's order!"

Just for the reason of not respecting the king's order, in the south of the Yangtze River, so many temples and so many mountain, river and water gods who worked hard for the people were all reduced to ashes.

However, it was a pity for him.

But I can only think about it in my heart.

Although the emperor's imperial edict was only to stabilize his throne, it was not wrong in theory.

Because since the rise of Huang Chao tore up the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty, the Central Plains has entered into chaos that lasted for more than a hundred years. Not to mention the rise and fall of dynasties, not to mention the suffering of the people, there are a huge number of ghosts, ghosts and snake gods that have arisen in these troubled times. They confuse the people, steal incense, claim to be gods, and do dirty things like flies and dogs. I don’t know how many people were forced to sacrifice their wives and lose their wealth to these monsters and monsters.

The underworld is full, and countless lonely souls and wild ghosts are wandering in the countryside. Even the brilliant energy of humanity and the national destiny of the Song Dynasty cannot suppress these escaped evil spirits.

In the past, even if Buddhism and Taoism frequently sent disciples down the mountain to rescue people, there was no improvement at all in slaying demons. Now that an imperial edict has been sent to dispatch an army to suppress the situation, it is a great opportunity to clear the world!

The only pity is that the imperial edict passed through too many hands, and after being distributed at all levels, it has already deviated from its original intention.

Nowadays, not only the ghosts and monsters, but also the good gods who work hard for the people and protect the soil and water are included in the attack scope. This Shuijiang Dragon King is the latter. The unlucky guy thought that he was diligent and was the water god canonized by the previous dynasty, so he didn't take it seriously. He ignored the newly built Song Dynasty, but he didn't know that his flesh and blood had long been Being favored by high-ranking officials, the so-called disrespect of the king's order is just a pretext.

Pitiful!

But it's of no use. Even if he has mercy, he can't save the other party.

You can't harm the entire Longhu Mountain just because of a moment of kindness.

What a fuss!

Closing his eyes, the Taoist said in a cold voice: "Shoot the talisman arrows for three rounds. First break its divine light blessing, and then change the arrows!"

"Did you hear that? Shoot the talisman arrows for three rounds, then switch to rockets! Destroy the temple first and then take the evil dragon!"

Following the instructions given by the civil servant, the military attache standing beside him quickly shouted loudly: "First destroy the temple and then take the evil dragon!"

"Cum! Cum! Cum!"

With an order, and with the sound of bow strings playing, hundreds of arrows flew into the sky, and after a short rise, they turned into a black cloud and fell - a water-blue light curtain opened above the temple, But after only a breath of stalemate, the light barrier was pierced by arrows carrying runes.

The doors, windows, floors, and beams were covered with dense arrows, and the cinnabar on the arrow shafts flowed down like blood. The divine light that had just emerged in the temple was severely suppressed.

Then soaked in fierce fire oil, the flaming arrows were shot into the temple. The next moment, the fire ignited, and the entire Dragon King Temple instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Feeling the scorching flames outside the door, Miao Zhu, who was full of sadness in his heart, crawled out from under the altar table and looked at the disciples beside him, especially the youngest one. His eyes stayed for a moment on the still fluffy beard at the corner of his mouth. , sighing softly: "It was my master who harmed you. If the temple door were opened, you wouldn't be buried with a bad old man like me!"

"Master, ahem, it is clear that the imperial court does not distinguish between right and wrong. What does it have to do with you, ahem,!"

"Yes, master, we are not afraid of death. We will not leave the Dragon King again if we do it again. Ahem, it is only the emperor who is stupid, the officials are incompetent, and a bunch of pigs and dogs. Sooner or later, the Song Dynasty will be over!"

When the flames rose, the black smoke emitted made the masters and disciples choke and cough non-stop. The heat wave that had spread to the hall was even more painful, and they were in unbearable pain, but even so, none of them gave in.

Seeing this, Miao Zhu nodded.

He looked back at the statue behind him.

Over time, the gold and pink decorations on the Dragon Prince's body have been worn away, leaving only some colorful traces in the ravines. Looking at the dragon head that was blackened by incense, Miao Zhu gently touched the feet of the statue with his fingers: "I'm afraid I and these disciples won't be able to run out, but Lord Dragon, you must run out. Don't be fooled by this." A group of evil thieves have been harmed. One day, if you can come back, I will trouble you to rescue these disciples like Lao Chan and send their souls to the underworld for reincarnation."

As Miao Zhu narrated indifferently, two lines of blood and tears gradually shed from the face of the Dragon King statue.

At the same time, the sky outside the temple suddenly became gloomy, with dark clouds rolling and thunder bursting. The Fenshui River, which had been rushing non-stop before, was now even more violent and the waves were high. The turbulent waves beat on both sides of the river, showing that this place belongs to this place. The wrath of the Water God!

The next moment, the raging waves parted in the middle, and a dragon head that was as big as a house poked out of the river.

In the past, the majestic and upright dragon's head was now full of ferocity. A pair of dragon eyes were filled with blood and turned scarlet. It opened its mouth and roared:

"It hurts me, it hurts me!"

"Since I was assigned to this Fenshui River, in the past two hundred and thirty-two years, I have calmed down floods thirty-three times, and killed more than a hundred evil spirits crossing the river to cause harm. Although there is no guarantee that the weather will be smooth on both sides of the Strait every year, even in the year of great disaster, both sides of the Strait will have good weather. The fields never failed."

"If it weren't for the fact that there is no vacancy in the position of the River God, with my merits, it would be more than enough to be promoted to the position of the Water God of the Yangtze River tributaries. Even if the heavenly official comes, I have to give way. I have made no mistakes. Why do you have it? Destroy my temple and kill my temple ministers!"

"You don't respect the king's orders. You don't respect the king's orders. You didn't even receive an imperial edict from the emperor of the Song Dynasty. What's wrong with me?"

"Who knows what you are thinking, just in case, maybe you are thinking about restoring the previous dynasty."

"It's unreasonable? You are a bitch!"

Seeing the plainclothes civil servant who suddenly jumped out to accuse him, the Dragon King roared angrily, and the next moment a huge dragon claw protruded directly from the river and grabbed the civil servant directly.

But at this moment, the Taoist priest, who had been closing his eyes tightly, suddenly pulled out the magic sword from behind and waved it up.

"clang!"

A dull sound.

The slender magical sword collided with the huge dragon's claw, and the magic contained in it spurted out. The dragon's claw was unable to move in during the burst of sparks.

The sword energy shot out, leaving deep sword marks on the surrounding shore.

Seeing this, the Dragon King, who was almost blinded by anger, regained a sense of clarity in his eyes. Looking at the Taoist priest who had his right hand raised in vain and looked indifferent, a bad feeling flashed in his heart.

"Then Taoist priest, are you going to help this dog officer kill the dragon?"

Retracting the dragon's claws, the Dragon King said in a deep voice.

"One-sided words are not enough evidence. Dragon King, the emperor's order cannot be violated. You can arrest him without hesitation. After that, Pindao will send people to both sides of the Taiwan Strait to question the people and squires. If the facts are the same as what you said, Pindao will definitely arrest you." Would you like to bring it back intact?"

Both Buddhism and Taoism have methods for observing luck. Just by looking at it, you can tell that what the Dragon King said is true. However, the Taoist knows that those officials will not approve it. They have to check to determine whether it is a righteous god for the people or a disaster for the countryside. of demons and monsters.

The process is like this. The Taoist also knows that those dignitaries have different ideas.

However, with his title as the leader of the Taoist sect and the direct descendant of Longhu Mountain, as long as the Dragon King cooperates with the investigation, it is not difficult to protect the other party. After all, they will have to help eradicate other cow ghosts and snake gods in the future, so they dare not not give them this face. .

"Oh, bah, a raccoon dog burned down my temple, killed my temple minister, and asked me to be captured without mercy. Even a three-year-old kid wouldn't believe it!"

When the Dragon King said this, he withdrew his dragon claws, and the whole dragon sank under the turbulent river water. Only a dragon roar full of hatred was left on the river: "There is no groveling dragon species in my dragon clan. Since I want to slay the dragon, , then come on, I want to see how sexy you are!"

As soon as he finished speaking, huge waves tens of meters high immediately arose in the Fenshui River, slamming towards both sides of the river.

Although stone bridges were built upstream and downstream of the river, and dragon-slaying swords were hung, these were just means to prevent it from escaping. The water of this river is still under its control, which is why the Dragon King dares to rebel.

Before the life and death crisis, it simply forgot about the consequences of the flood, not to mention that the human race itself did not regard human life as human beings, so what did it, a dragon water god, have to worry about. Decisively set off huge waves. If the waterway is impassable, then take the dry road. Under the flood, it is easy to escape from this place.

Yes, from the beginning to the end, the Dragon King never thought of a head-on confrontation.

Although he is a seventh-grade water god, he is still powerless to face the encirclement and suppression by the army under the double cover of evil spirit and national destiny. What's more, there is that annoying Taoist priest here. Who knows how long these people have been setting up to surround and suppress him.

As we all know, if a Taoist priest is given time, even a big monster roaming the land can be overturned by a small Taoist boy.

As long as it escapes the encirclement and suppression by the army, it can easily return to the Yangtze River with the help of the dense water network in the south of the Yangtze River. Then it will ask the uncles and uncles to make the decision for it.

The turbulent river water crossed the embankment and washed away wantonly on the flat shore. Everything it passed was directly flattened by the wave. It was only resisted by the army in front of the military formation, but it only offset the divine power and slowed down the erosion of the flood. With the power, the water still flows under the feet of many soldiers beyond the evil spirit.

In an instant, the turbid water submerged up to the crook of his legs.

Even with the general's orders, the panic of the soldiers could not be suppressed. They had never seen this scene before, not to mention that on the river bank not far away, a huge creature nearly a hundred meters long was resting its claws on the bank. Beside, a huge dragon head suddenly lifted up from the river.