On the Avenue

"This beam is such a treasure!"

Chen Shi put his toes under the vermilion beam, raised his leg and exerted force, and one end of the beam flew up.

He gently stroked the temple beam, and it was extremely smooth. The gilt dragon on it was lifelike, as if the real dragon he just transformed into was just a dream.

But it actually happened.

The reason why Chen Shi carried this vermilion pillar to cut down the mountain and destroy the temple was precisely because it absorbed the incense of the Tiger Temple for countless years and could suppress the magic power of Grandma Heishan.

At the last moment, he poured his true energy into it, with the purpose of stimulating the extraordinary power in this beam.

I just didn't expect the effect to be so good.

Extraordinary power actually appeared, a golden dragon appeared, tore Grandma Heishan into pieces, shattered into powder, and even destroyed the temple.

"Good baby..."

Chen Shi couldn't put it down and wanted to buy this treasure without hesitation.

But when I thought about offering incense in front of the tiger's shrine and making a promise, I had no choice but to give up.

"After bringing it back, I asked craftsmen to go to the Tiger Temple to repair the front hall and put the beam back. I borrowed it and returned it. It is not difficult to borrow it again. I don't know if I will borrow this treasure again in the future. I just need to borrow it a few more times. , isn’t it equivalent to being mine?”

Thinking of this, he felt relieved both physically and mentally. He stood on the ruins of the Black Mountain Grandma Temple and looked down.

I saw that there was already chaos at the bottom of the mountain, and people were scattered and panicked.

There are also some nearby monks coming here, and they should be aware of the fighting taking place here.

I just don’t know if they are here to support the Black Mountain Grandma Temple or if they are here to support Chen Shi.

The black pot was guarding at the foot of the mountain, scurrying down the fields and roads to bite the escaping mice to death.

There are so many rats in this black mountain, and they have countless disciples and descendants.

If Grandma Heishan dies at this moment, the tree will fall and the hozen will scatter.

Most of the demon cultivators in Montenegro died in the hands of Chen Shi, and most of the rest died under the blame.

It killed a lot of mice, ranging from a small one weighing about ten kilograms to a large one weighing a hundred or ten kilograms.

"Black Pot is not as flexible as a normal dog."

Chen Shi looked around, becoming increasingly suspicious.

Although this guy is doing what dogs do with rats, he is so ferocious that if a country dog ​​encounters such a big rat, he may not even have the courage to fight with it, and will only be bitten to death.

What's more, some of these rats drank moonlight, developed spiritual wisdom, could speak, practice, and knew magic, but they were still bitten to death by the scapegoat.

"Grandpa said that the black pot was picked up, but he didn't say where he picked it up."

Chen Shi said sincerely: "It's a pity that grandpa has gone to the underworld now. No one knows the origin of the dog now. It is becoming less and less able to hide itself."

He picked up the red beam and walked down the mountain.

As I was going down the mountain, my foot suddenly slipped and I hurriedly stood still.

I saw blood on the stone steps on the mountain road. I had to tighten my leg muscles when walking, otherwise I might fall.

Chen Shi went down the mountain cautiously, and there were rat corpses strewn all over the mountain road.

Every time he walked through a place, the sword technique in his left hand would move slightly, and a slender sword energy would fly out from the shrine behind his head and drive into the corpse's head.

Then another sword energy flew out and cut off the tip of the mouse's tail.

Ziwu's Evil-Slaying Sword does not have such delicate sword control methods, but Chen Shi has a strong spirit and can perform delicate sword moves, which is natural.

Although Ziwu Slays Evil Sword does not exist, it does not mean that it cannot exist.

This swordsmanship only has the most basic six moves, with a large amount of white space, just like an ink-wash landscape, with large sections of white space allowing the human body to understand the artistic conception.

Many people who practice Ziwu Evil Slaying Sword just learn it. As for the blank space and artistic conception in the sword technique, they have never thought about it.

Chen Shi walked and repaired all the way, and when he reached the mountainside, he saw the monks, old and young, male and female. Most of them should be private school students, with delicate appearance and childish expressions, and they were also walking up the mountain.

When the two sides met, the monks quickly stood beside the mountain road, leaning sideways.

The leader of the private school, the teacher, offered sacrifices to the sacred fetus in the shrine and prepared spells, but did not act rashly.

The two sides remained silent. Chen Shi nodded slightly and passed by them carrying a beam weighing more than a thousand kilograms.

After he passed by, the private school teacher led the others and ran up the mountain in a hurry.

Chen Shi continued to mend his sword, harvest the tip of the rat's tail, and unknowingly arrived at the foot of the mountain.

The black pot has killed all the mice it can find, dragging them together and arranging them in rows, covering an area of ​​two or three acres.

Chen Shi put down the vermilion beam, stepped forward and cut off the rat's tail tip, and then went up the mountain with Heiguo to put away the rat tail tips he had just cut off one by one.

The best tail tips are those of the five white-bearded elders. They are really like beautiful jade, both soft and hard. They are the best among the best.

The private school teacher led a group of students and monks around the mountain, as if they were looking for someone.

I passed by them several times and hesitated to speak.

Chen Shi and Heiguo put away the rat tail tips and walked down the mountain, feeling a little happy in their hearts: "This time is not in vain, let's read the latest chapter of Above the Avenue in advance. These rat tail tips can be sold for a lot of money."

Chen Shi picked up the red beam and dragged his tired body towards Dejiang.

It was getting late now, and they had to cross the bridge before dark, otherwise some terrible evil spirits would come out of the Dejiang River and drag people into the river to eat them.

Some people say that the evil spirits in the river are water monkeys, others say that they are the resentment of drowned people, and others say that they are female ghosts in white who specialize in kidnapping scholars and draining their yang energy.

Especially young boys are often the most favored by female ghosts.

If he were on the ground, Chen Shi would not be afraid of the evil spirits in the water, but in the water, he would not be able to use his full strength.

I'm afraid he is no match for the water monkey or the female ghost.

"Your Mightiness!"

There were sounds of footsteps coming from behind, and Chen Shi stopped and looked back.

I saw the private school teacher leading everyone to rush down the mountain again.

A few people's feet were too slippery and they fell several times, and their bodies were covered in blood.

But they still kept walking, holding up the dirt on their clothes to avoid getting it on their bodies, and still running towards this side.

The private school teacher rushed to a few feet in front of Chen Shi, stopped quickly, bowed his hands in salute, and said: "Your Excellency, could it be that you got rid of the evil spirit of Grandma Heishan?"

He looked excited. Although he was surprised and Chen Shi was so young, he still followed the etiquette.

Chen Shi nodded: "I beat him to death."

"My benefactor, please accept my respects."

The private school teacher hurriedly knelt down and bowed solemnly, and behind him, the monks and seniors also knelt down and bowed.

Chen Shi was shocked and turned pale. He hurriedly put down the vermilion beam, supported everyone with his hands, and said: "Everyone, get up quickly. Why are you doing this? I am just a child, how can I accept your kneeling and worshiping? You are hurting me."

"My benefactor, we have eighteen villages and towns in the Black Mountain area, with a population of 4,600. We have been enslaved and ravaged by this Black Mountain grandma, and we have long been miserable."

An elderly monk choked with sobs and cried: "In the early years, we also tried to kill evil spirits. We went to Black Mountain to kill this evil spirit, but she killed countless people. We also invited people to come to deal with her, but she also killed her. This The evil spirit is proficient in evil methods, and his head is like The black hole devours all things, but those who disobey or do not follow her will will be eaten by her, or left half dead and fed to rats. We are deeply harmed by it, but we cannot resist, and the government does not interfere. Fortunately, we are kind. It is fair and righteous to kill Cizhu."

At this point, everyone was filled with indignation and scolded Grandma Heishan for her evil deeds.

It seems that what Grandma Heishan did was indeed outrageous and unpopular.

The teacher from the private school said: "If my benefactor leaves his name, the lower classes will certainly publicize his righteousness, build a shrine to his benefactor, and worship him day and night."

Chen Shi's face changed slightly.

At this time, many people also ran over after hearing the news, and they knelt down and kowtowed: "Please leave your name, so that we can worship your benefactor day and night to thank you for your righteousness."

Chen Shi's face changed greatly, and he knelt down without any explanation, kowtowed several times, and said: "Don't worship me, I can't afford it. I came to kill Grandma Heishan not for righteousness, but because I said the wrong thing and got involved." A friend died, So I came to kill Grandma Heishan to avenge him and comfort his soul in heaven. What I did was not for you, and it has nothing to do with you. If you kowtow a few times, I will return a few heads to you. "

He bang bang bang pit head.

When everyone saw this, they all looked at each other and did not dare to knock any more.

Chen Shi stood up, wiped the dirt from his forehead, and said, "It's getting late. Please go back, so as not to be attacked by evil spirits. I'm going home too. I have important things to do tomorrow morning. I'll say goodbye."

The private school teacher hurriedly said: "My benefactor, you have been very kind to us, why don't you accept our incense?"

Chen Shi shook his head and said: "My grandfather told me not to be bound by morality. If I do something good and others say that I am a good person, they will thank me and I will accept it happily. Then from now on, everyone will follow the moral standards of a good person. Ask me not to compete with others, not to fight for my own interests, and even put my life in danger but I cannot refuse. I am a layman who does good deeds unintentionally and cannot be hypocritical. Therefore, when encountering such a thing, I must Make it clear."

"Grandpa, it's easy to say, put down your moral quality, enjoy a wicked life, and don't put moral pressure on yourself."

Chen Shi solemnly said to everyone: "I am not a good person. I just come here to seek revenge. Don't treat me as a good person. Don't build a temple for me and don't offer sacrifices to me. If I find out, I will smash your temple."

The private school teacher was dumbfounded and watched him carry the red beam and the dog away.

A long time passed.

He just came back to his senses.

"At such a young age, he has such courage and goes into the mountains alone to kill Grandma Montenegro. His courage is truly unparalleled in the world."

The private school teacher sighed and said, "It's a pity that he is so eccentric that he doesn't receive our incense and worship."

He had just come to the mountain and saw the scene left behind by Chen Shi's killings. When he came to the Black Mountain Grandma Temple, he was even more shocked to see the ruins on the ground and the shattered black statue.

He has always been unable to believe that Chen Shi was the master who killed so many big rats and killed Black Mountain's grandma.

When I met him on the road, I thought he was the master's disciple, but I didn't meet the master at the top of the mountain.

Only then did I believe that it was Chen Shi who plowed the courtyard to sweep the holes and killed Grandma Heishan.

He hurriedly led everyone to see him, but Chen Shi refused their thanks.

A student asked: "Teacher, he said he was avenging others, not getting rid of harm for us, so should we still be grateful to him?"

"You should be grateful!"

The private school teacher said seriously: "Will Grandma Heishan's removal be beneficial to our 4,600 people in eighteen villages and one town?"

The student nodded.

The private school teacher asked: "Does it prevent us from being oppressed by evil spirits? Does it prevent us from offering sacrifices every month and offering boys and girls to Grandma Montenegro every year? Does it prevent us from being oppressed by rats?"

Everyone nodded.

The private school teacher said: "As the saying goes, a gentleman is judged by his deeds, not his heart. Although he has no gentleman's heart, he acts like a gentleman. We don't need to see why he came here, but only see whether what he did is good or evil. Treating people in this way is the golden mean."

Everyone agreed.

The student asked again: "Then, do we still need to build a shrine for him?"

"No, since he is our benefactor, why should we make him unhappy if he doesn't want us to build a shrine?"

The private school teacher signaled everyone to return to the village quickly, saying: "In this case, although we remember his kindness, if the benefactor needs help, we can lend a hand and repay his kindness. Everyone, it's getting dark, let's go back as soon as possible."

On the other side, Chen Shi came to the Shanjun Temple, put down the vermilion beam, bowed to the Shanjun shrine, and immediately went out of the mountain and returned home.

As soon as he got home, he saw the sun in the sky close its eyes and the moon became brighter and brighter.

Now it has become a routine for the moon to appear during the day, and he has gradually gotten used to it.

The moon is the same.

It seems to be open during the day, but it is round at night.

Outside the village, hundreds of evil spirits are walking at night.

In recent days, every night is as lively as a festival.

Because the godmother of Huangpo Village was injured, the sacred tree became bare, and these evil spirits wanted to take the opportunity to make a fortune and break into the village to eat.

Although the godmother of Huangpo Village was injured, it was not trivial. These evil spirits made trouble several times and were beaten to the ground, but they were still reluctant to leave.

Chen Shi returned home and boiled medicine for himself.

Hei Guo told Chen Shi not to cook dinner for it at night, because he had eaten a lot of rats today.

Chen Shi did not dare to sleep all night, and he kept urging the three lights and righteousness, stepping on the seven stars, and practicing hard.

He killed so many gray-clothed rats and rat elders today, and killed the Black Mountain Grandma, worried that he would get sick at night.

To his surprise, this night was actually peaceful.

The green ghost hand on his chest did not show any abnormality.

Chen Shi was surprised to have spent the night safely.

Under the big tree in front of the Chen family, Granny Sha was also surprised.

The subordinate also had a green sheep, which looked into Chen Shi's room with its paws raised, wondering, "Grandma, didn't you say that he would get sick if he ate souls? He killed so many demons and evil spirits and ate so many souls, why didn't he get sick?"

Grandma Sha looked worried, and the wrinkles on the old woman's face were almost forming a "bitter" character. She said, "Where can I find out? Killing people and eating souls will cause illness that night. This is what Chen Yindu told me. Who knows why it is not accurate."

The bearded man touched his beard and thought, "The one who ate the soul was another evil spirit, and the one who got sick was the green ghost hand. The two are not one and the same. Is this the reason?"

"It is very likely."

The green sheep suggested, "But I think it is safer to call Chen Yindu over to ask. Grandma, can you call Chen Yindu out?"

Grandma Sha hesitated and said, "You can try it. Wait a moment."