Why did Jianzun steal his relatives [Rebirth]

Nan Rongke yelled and walked in front, Xiao Yihe was at the end. He was desperate to escape, trying to break the spiritual thread but failed. When he came back to his senses, several people had already entered Daichuan City and were in an inn.

Daichuan is a remote town with few outsiders, so there is only one inn that catches the eye.They were quite late, the hall was simple, and children from various families were already sitting in twos and threes.

Not long after, a few girls in pink clothes walked into the door. They were charming and charming, and they were at a good age for wielding swords. There were four or five people in a group, surrounded by a beautiful girl in purple clothes. They ordered three orders after sitting down. Four side dishes and a pot of tea.They leaned their swords against the table, loosened their collars, gulped down a few mouthfuls of tea, and said, "Senior Sister, did you get out?"

The girl took out a compass and dialed it casually: "Could it be broken?"

After a while, the dishes came out, and a few people were picking up their chopsticks, when they heard someone beside them say: "Hey, who am I, aren't these the fairies of the Niguang Sect?"

The girl in purple glanced sideways, pulled the vegetable stem with the tip of her chopsticks in her hand, rolled her eyes and said, "I said, why does this vegetable smell sour? It turns out that Aunt Li who is standing next to Dianxingshan, why, your old man's wind and cold Are your legs healthy?"

"you……"

The two exposed each other's shortcomings, and the flames blazed, and they saw that the two sides were about to fight.

An old scholar at the next table laughed twice, and opened the folding fan in his hand with a snap. On the old yellow fan, there were four big characters "Speaking all over the world" written in flying and phoenix dances, and asked for a jar of bamboo leaf spring. .

The monk who shared the table with him glanced at it, and said curiously: "Hey, it's a big tone to talk about it all over the world! Next year, the Qing Jingzong will hold the Wanfa Conference, and the old man will also be invited to give lectures?"

"No and no!" The old man tasted Zhuyechun, and said in a spirited manner, "My 'say' is a storyteller's story. How can my story be as good as Wanfahui's?"

The monk got excited: "Okay, then come on for a while! If you speak well, your altar of bamboo leaf spring will be counted in my account!"

The old gentleman waved his folding fan, took another sip of his wine, and said slowly, "Sure."

"Today, Daichuan is evil, so I will tell you about the famous evil star. This story will start more than 4000 years ago. At that time, the sky was dark and the monsters were everywhere. Here, there is a cave of ten thousand demons, in which the sinister wind howls, a three-headed, six-armed, blood-eyed and long-toothed demon is squatting on a mountain of corpses built by tens of thousands of bones, his mouth is still drooling..."

As soon as he opened his voice, all the young monks in the hall looked over.

The love of gossip among the younger generations will never fade no matter it is 100 years or 1000 years.

Now everyone moved their stools to listen.

Lu Lingfeng graciously brought a pot of hot tea and poured it for Xiaochao first.

The old gentleman slapped the table: "This person is Xiao Liang who later brought disaster to Wuzhou, murdered teachers and cities, and did all kinds of evil! He is also the first disciple of Sword God Mountain, Xiao Yihe!"

Xiao Yihe spouted out the tea, he grabbed Nan Rongke's sleeve and wiped his mouth, and was about to stand up and flipped his table.

Nan Rongke held his sleeve in disgust.

He also heard him say: "Xiao Yihe is a man of extraordinary talent. He was 14 years old and wielded his sword everywhere. At 17 years old, he topped the list of the Ten Thousand Dharma Association. He was in the limelight for a while. That year, all the ghosts in Suhe were walking at night, and the lives were miserable. Xiao Yihe, who was only [-] years old, happened to pass by. Here, immediately enter the city with a sword, and slaughter all ghosts—one battle and become famous!"

Hearing this praise, Xiao Yihe slowly put down his ass again, picked up a cup of tea and held it to his lips as if nothing had happened, but actually pricked up his ears.

"However, there is an inside story about Suhe's killing of ghosts... Hey, here is a plate of peanuts!" The old scholar took out his fan and tapped on the table, and others hurriedly brought him the wine and dishes on his table, and he drank slowly. After taking a sip, he continued, "He is the reincarnation of a heavenly demon, and it is difficult to suppress his nature. In the year Suhe killed ghosts, he was actually sucking ghost energy to practice evil ways!"

Xiao Yihe: "..."

Everyone hooted, and the purple-clothed girl slapped her eyelashes and said shyly, "I heard that he looks good. The group of old bald... old monks in the south, everyone who has seen him say that he has the appearance of frost, The appearance of Lingyun, the wind-flow style, the encounter is unforgettable."

Xiao Yihe shook his head, "Old bald..." The old monks are not lying, they are right.

The female nun who quarreled with her sneered: "I never thought you would be so superficial, you only look at the skin."

The girl in purple was about to retort, but the old gentleman also shook his head: "Hey, bones and flesh, a pink skeleton. This kid has no skin, but he has a vicious heart. Everyone knows that he was born in the Sword God Mountain, and studied under the great master who was born in the Sword God Mountain... ...do you know what he did?"

Everyone was full of interest, some nodded, some shook their heads.

"He broke his master's ruthless way, causing the master to go mad and lose his mind! He also used the blood of the devil to control the mind of the master, pulled out the twelve ridges of the five states, and opened the Great Formation of Return Market, hoping to gather the world's spiritual seas into one body. In order to seek the way of ascension—to ask the gate of heaven!"

Xiao Yihe rested his arms on his shoulders and listened to them discussing their magnificent deeds with great interest. Suddenly, Nan Rongke yelled: "Fart!"

He turned around in surprise.

Nan Rongke said: "Did you see him pulling out the veins of the earth with your own eyes? He also asked the gate of heaven. If he is really the reincarnation of some kind of demon, he should tear down the gate of heaven and feed it to the dogs. It is better than letting you people fly up and insult Jiuxiaoxian." the eyes and ears of the people."

"You and I--"

"You, you, me, me." Looking around for a week, he said, "I haven't bigu after so many years. What's the matter, is it because the tongue is too long, do you need me to cut it for you?"

...What a poisonous mouth!

Chao Wendao secretly tugged on his skirt: "Brother Nan Rong, please stop saying a few words..."

Everyone was about to scold him for what he was doing, but they saw him slapping the "No Resentment Sword" on the table, and they didn't dare to speak anymore.

——No wonder, the young master of the Nanrong family is the blood of the dragon and the marrow of the phoenix, crowned with a pearl.Backed by the three major sects of Chasing Moon Villa, Taichu Sword Sect, and Puppet Sect, his two uncles, one is the sword master under heaven, and the other is the ten thousand puppet poisonous hand, neither of which can be offended.

Just like a crab that can only walk sideways in the Taoist gate.

Seeing them languid, Nan Rongke sat down with a cold snort: "My father said, if you encounter such a bold person who chews on Uncle Xiao's tongue, you should do it directly and beat him to death. My uncle Xiao went early, but My father believes that he is not this kind of person, so I believe it too."

"Hmm..." Xiao Yihe wiped away tears, "Uncle heard that, uncle is really moved."

Nan Rongke said angrily, "What are you taking advantage of me for?"

He grabbed Xiao Yihe by the collar and wanted to beat him. At the entrance, a male cultivator stroked his cuffs and calmly said, "Stop arguing. Aren't you here to get rid of the trouble? The bodies of the fellow Taoists who were involved in the accident were found. Let's go." I'll go to Yizhuang to have a look."

When everyone heard the words, they got up and followed each other.

Xiao Yihe saw that he was dressed in unfamiliar clothes, holding a whisk in his hand, but his expression was domineering, so he asked around: "Who is this?"

"It's Brother Feng from the Songfeng Sect." Lu Lingfeng introduced, "Didn't you happen to be talking about a monster that eats people? Coincidentally, a monk passed by here a few decades ago, and happened to kill a three-headed, six-armed, blood-eyed monster." The evil of the fangs, he became famous because of this, so he took advantage of the opportunity to establish a sect nearby."

"This Feng Danqing is the disciple of that famous monk."

It turned out to be a newborn sect.

On the way to Yizhuang, the monks also chattered about this Senior Brother Feng, saying that he was arrogant and conceited.

It seems that the popularity is not very good.

Several people were clamoring, until the paper money was flying above their heads, and the wind was blowing, only to realize that they had already arrived at Yizhuang, and hurriedly restrained themselves.

It's autumn now, but it's still hot and stuffy, Xiao Yihe and the others could smell a faint rotten smell before stepping into the courtyard.

Several coffins and many corpses were lined up in the courtyard where the spirit stopped. All of them were covered with white cloth, on which was painted a magic circle to suppress the spirit.A few young monks sobbed softly around the corpses, presumably the corpses covered with white cloth were the innocent Taoist friends who died these days.

Xiao Yihe was about to go in, but was pulled by Nan Rongke, who fell back along the direction of the spirit line.

Nan Rongke pinched his nose: "What did you do in the past, it's not too bad luck."

"..." You really have the temper of a young master.

There are many sufferers in this matter, but not all of them can guard the coffin in Yizhuang. Now it is the turn of the Wang and Li families to guard the coffin.

Although the Li family had some financial resources, they piled thick layers of ice around the coffin, but it was hard to hide the natural decay of the corpse in the coffin, which gave off an unpleasant smell; other coffins did not have such conditions, and there was no other way. It can only stop like this.

Due to the inability to be buried in a safe place, Mr. Li has been worried these days, thin and sad, but he really couldn't bear to leave his father's coffin alone in the cold Yizhuang, so he had to shake his head and sigh while supporting the coffin that had been difficult to put into the ground for a long time.

Mrs. Li next to him also covered her handkerchief and wept silently.

The sufferer surnamed Wang also comforted in a low voice: "It will be fine, so many immortal masters have come..."

Xiao Yihe looked at the other monks, each face showed a look of embarrassment and frustration, which showed that he hadn't grasped the clue of this evil spirit.

Those little Taoists saw that they were from the Taichu Sword Sect, and they all recognized the quite famous Daoist Xiaochao, and when they looked beside him, they were followed by the two young masters of Chasing Moon Villa and Kongchan Mountain, both of them were Taoists. Junjie, whose cultivation base and ability are far above them, immediately surrounded him like a backbone, crying to them one by one.

This started more than half a month ago.

At that time, Mr. Li died of illness, Mr. Li held the funeral according to the rules, stopped the coffin for seven days, and specially invited Mr. Kanyu to find a feng shui treasured place as a tomb for sleeping.

However, when the Li family came to help the spirit in the morning, they found that a coffin had already been buried in the tomb that had been dug the night before.The town is not big, and I haven't heard of anyone's funeral on the same day, so it's impossible for any family to carry it to the wrong place.

Even so, the burial should not miss the auspicious time. After Mr. Kanyu had performed the dharma, everyone carried out the ownerless coffin, kindly dug another hole and buried it, and buried the Li family's coffin with soil.

Who would have thought that the next day, the servant hurriedly came to report that the grave of the old man had been dug up and the coffin was exposed.

Mr. Li was horrified when he heard this, and immediately asked someone to go up the mountain to check. When he opened the loose soil, he found that not only had the tomb been robbed, but even the body had been insulted.

At first they thought it was a crime committed by thieves, cursed a few words and reported it to the officials.

Afterwards, he organized a ritual ceremony, reburied the coffin, and sent people to guard the mausoleum day and night to prevent thieves from digging it up again.

Who would have thought that within two days, the same strange thing would happen again under the eyes of the gravekeepers, but this time it was not only their family's coffin that was dug up, but also other graves around it.

The two tomb guards were trembling with fright, and they came back at dawn to report the news. Although they were responsible for guarding the tomb of Li's family, they could see half of the hillside with their eyes. God swear I didn't see anyone go up the mountain.

——But the soil that covered the tomb seemed to be boiling out of thin air, and the coffin below was rushed up.

This frightened them, everyone thought it was ghosts and gods, and immediately kowtowed to confess their crimes, and invited the magicians from the Taoist temple outside the city to suppress the evil spirits.

However, exorcising evil spirits is not very useful. In just half a month, several mass burial slopes in Daichuan were turned up, coffins were moved, and corpses were misplaced. Even Taoist warlocks could not understand the reasons. The corpse was so humiliated and tossed, so it had to be carried back to Yizhuang to make another plan.

That Taoist temple is just a small mortal temple. In the past, it only did some small work of exorcising ghosts. It didn’t have much Taoism. help.

After receiving the request for help, the elders of these sects felt that Daichuan's veins were beautiful and that no major disaster would happen, so they sent a few young disciples to experience it.

Who would have thought that a wrong judgment would cost Qingqing's life—these little disciples killed Daichuan one after another silently.

This matter became a big issue, and it spread to other Daoist sects. Chao Wendao also got the news because of this, and came to investigate.

Knowing what was going on here, Chao Wendao used Shi Dao's practice as an excuse, first comforted the suffering masters with their good words, and then went to the coffin to check the corpse.

Seeing Chao Wendao entering, Lu Lingfeng smiled falsely again, and Nan Rongke gave a "tsk", followed closely behind, and condescendingly stepped into the threshold of Yizhuang.

Xiao Yihe walked up to the corpses of those dead disciples, and looked at the innocent corpses under the white cloth.

He lifted the white cloth one by one, looked at each face, and suddenly said: "This corpse..."