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"Which sect do the two sword masters belong to?" The master kindly stroked his snow whiskers and looked at Xie Chenyuan and the others, his eyes were full of admiration for the younger generation.

"Senior brother and I are both disciples of Daomen, under the tutelage of Venerable Tianling. My name is Wen Han." Wen Han introduced himself generously, and also introduced his brother by the way.

"It turned out to be Sword Lord Lingxiao and Sword Lord Shangxie." The master laughed: "No wonder they are righteous, the righteous way in the world is a family, and we are destined."

"In the beginning, Shangxie Sword Lord shone coldly over Jiuzhou with his sword light. With the strength of Wenxin in the later stage, he can leapfrog and kill the Earth Splitter in the stage of leaving his body. It's not bad, it's formidable for future generations."

"Master, you have too much praise. The Wuwang Buddha of the Cifo Temple once purified the people of a city and saved more than 1 people infected by the plague. His merits are immeasurable." Xie Chenyuan made a Buddhist salute to the master, neither humble nor overbearing, with comprehensive etiquette.

"Hehe, Sword Lord, you don't need to be humble." Sorry Master twisted the Buddhist beads on his wrist, and said cheerfully, "I don't know how the two of you got here in Langya Village."

Wen Han then told the story of their encounter with the villagers in the heavy rain late at night, and of course, even the weirdness of it.

Shen Zong stood silently at the side, always feeling that the master had seen him, but the old man didn't respond at all, which made him not sure about his intuition.

I am sorry that the master finished listening, and stroked his long beard and said: "I entered Langya Mountain because there is a miasma in this mountain, and the hearts of the people here are fascinated."

The old man stood with two fingers together, and slowly wiped it in front of his eyes. A burst of golden light burst out from his cloudy eyes. In his pupils, the village was filled with gray mist, completely covering the village.

"My old man thinks the same as the two sword lords. The mountain god of Langya Mountain must be some kind of evil thing in disguise. The day of worshiping the mountain god in the village is the wedding day of the mountain god."

"Miss Mu Shu is destined for me, and I hope I can save her life, so I came here today."

"Two sword lords, please come in." Master Xie stepped on the straw sandals and pushed open the wooden door.

Wen Han walked in, and Xie Chenyuan saw his inner demon standing there in a daze, and reached out to bring him to the door.

Shen Zong came back to his senses, and couldn't care about other thoughts, he quickly whispered into Xie Chenyuan's ear: "I just saw myself in the eyes of that master, can he see me?"

People in this world often regard him as Xie Chenyuan's heart demon. Will the monk kill demons and demons, will he be killed too, but he is just a bunch of data in the game, can the monk's skills still hurt him?

For a moment, Shen Zong was curious and worried.

"Master, he has a clear distinction between good and evil, and will not kill innocent people indiscriminately." Xie Chenyuan also responded in a low voice: "If you are afraid, you can stay behind me."

Shen Zong looked at Xie Chenyuan's serious expression, and was very moved in his heart, he deserved to be his good brother.

When Shen Zong arrived in the back room, he found that the girls' boudoirs were all pasted with red happy characters, red candles dripping tears, soft quilts with incense, carmine snails, and a face with pear blossoms and rain reflected in the yellowed bronze mirror.

Mu Shu has been crying for a long time, her eyes are red, she was sitting on the soft stool, she rushed towards the master immediately when she saw the master, tears fell down instantly, and wet the wedding dress: "Master, please be merciful and save the little girl!" woman."

"Master, please save my sister." A handsome boy with dull eyes next to him also said, he didn't understand what happened, he only knew that my sister seemed to be going to a far, far away place, and once she went, she couldn't come back.

Mu Guang knelt down, kowtowed on the ground, and said, "Save sister, save sister."

I am sorry that the master invited the boy to sit on the chair: "Don't worry, I will save you."

Mu Shu wiped the bruises on his younger brother's forehead distressedly, his voice choked up: "Thank you, master, for your help, the little girl is very grateful." After speaking, he bowed down.

"These two are my helpers, Young Master Wen and Young Master Xie." Sorry Master made a brief introduction and then asked: "Miss Mu Shu, can you tell us everything about the mountain god of Langya Mountain."

"That way we can help you better."

Mu Shu wiped away her tears, walked outside in small steps, looked around and saw that there was no one in the village who closed the gate tightly, and blocked it with a wooden stick.

She returned to the house, cleared up her mood, her beautiful eyes were red and swollen: "My name is Mu Shu, my younger brother Mu Guang, my parents are from Wuyu Town, my father is a scholar, and my mother is a fisher girl. A car carrying a pregnant mother passed by here, accidentally fell to the bottom of the mountain, and was rescued by the villagers of Langya Village."

"At first, the parents thought they had met a good person, and the villagers here gave them a house so that the mother could raise her baby with peace of mind."

"At that time, my mother was pregnant with me and my younger brother, and it was difficult for me to move around, so she stayed and gave birth to me in Langya Village, while my younger brother had a rough fate and was born stupid."

Mu Guang has been looking at his sister in a daze. Seeing her tears, he wiped them with his sleeve: "Sister Huhu, don't cry, don't cry."

"After giving birth to my younger brother and me, the villagers in Langya Village didn't allow my parents to leave at all. My father realized that something was wrong, but our family's lives were in the hands of the village chief. We couldn't escape, so we had to I survived tremblingly.”

Mu Shu hugged his younger brother tightly, and looked at the master: "The people of Langya Village look kind and simple on the outside, and they provide us with food, clothing and shelter, but they don't know that their hearts are rotten."

"Two years ago, my parents finally found out why these villagers didn't let us go." Mu Shu smiled bitterly, "It turns out that there is a mountain god in Langya Mountain, and Langya Village has to marry a bride for this mountain god every 16 years. This time the candidate is me."

"My mother gave birth to me and my younger brother, who were already weak. When I heard the news, I was very worried, and finally passed away. But my father... After telling me the truth, my father was beaten to death with a stick in order to avenge my mother." Mu Shu Looking out of the window, the beautiful face is full of deep-seated hatred: "The villagers in Langya Village are lazy, lazy, and have malicious thoughts. In the past, there were no foreigners like us, so they used the daughter's home in the village in exchange for wealth. As early as more than ten years ago, they had already planned How to dedicate us to the mountain god."

Xie Chenyuan had vaguely guessed earlier why the villagers in this village had enough food and clothing without an acre of fertile land. It should be a "gift from the mountain god" for the people of Langya Village to live such a good life.

I will give you food and clothing, and you will offer a bride sacrifice.

Shen Zongting's anger was burning, and his heart was burning with anger.

"Miss Mu Shu, can you tell me, has anyone ever returned after the bride was married to the mountain god?" Xie Chenyuan asked.

"No, I learned from the crazy mother-in-law in the village that her daughter was the last woman who was married to the mountain god, but she never came back."

"That mother-in-law is because..."

"I see." Xie Chenyuan nodded, and he took out a flower with a slender stem from his cuff and handed it to her: "This is the flower that Yueyue wanted to give you in the morning, Miss Mu Shu, please accept it."

Mu Shu was taken aback.

The wooden door outside was kicked open suddenly, and a group of young and middle-aged men walked in aggressively. The leader was an old man with a gloomy face. Outside the door, several women were hiding behind. Xie Chenyuan saw the little woman who answered the question in the morning People, seeing them, shrank and lowered their heads.

"What are you doing?" The old man was dressed richly, but his figure was extremely short and extremely thin, like a dry skin covered a bone frame, which was extremely terrifying.

Mu Shu took the flowers and bowed to the old man Yingying: "Village Chief, Mr. Xie came here to give flowers, and Yueyue picked this flower specially for me as a happy gift."

The village head walked into the back room, and several men also rushed in, surrounded Xie Chenyuan and the others, and he snorted coldly: "Since it's a good thing, why are you crying?"

"Of course it's because I'm about to part with my younger brother. My younger brother is born stupid. I'm worried that after I marry the mountain god, no one will take care of him." Mu Shu said with red eyes.

"Don't worry, your brother won't starve to death if we have a bite to eat." Wang Hu, who was behind the village head, patted his chest to reassure, and then he was a little dissatisfied: "You will be the bride of the mountain god in the future, so naturally you should put your heart on it." On the mountain god, don't think about other things."

"Yes." Mu Shu bit her lip and replied.

"Huzi, is this the person you met last night?" The village chief looked at Xie Chenyuan and Wen Han who were opposite, and then at the old monk. .

"That's right, it's them." Wang Hu bent down and replied very respectfully.

"You guys are so predestined to our Langya Village, as the village head, I should hold a banquet to treat you well." The village head turned around and opened a path around him, "Please, everyone."

"Thank you." Xie Chenyuan walked first with his expression unchanged, and Shen Zong followed behind him. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the benevolent old monk holding a Buddhist bead and reciting Amitabha.

I always feel that the master is going to save the village chief in the next moment, and Shen Zong inexplicably believes in his intuition at this moment.

The banquet is located at the entrance of the village.

The old village chief beckoned one of the villagers to get the wine.

"We don't have any other good things in Langya Village, but there is one thing, that is immortal drunk, which is hard to find in the world. Today, I invite everyone to taste it, but don't refuse, or you won't give me this face, Huzi Serve the wine." The village chief looked at the three people sitting at the long table, waited for the wine to be on the table, and poured himself a glass first.

Wang Hu took a step forward, took the jug and filled it up for everyone in turn.

Xie Chenyuan looked down at the amber liquid in the white porcelain bowl, and smelled a slightly pungent smell. Is this wine?

Xie Chenyuan, who had never drunk before, was a little curious.

"Come on, let's raise our glasses." The village chief laughed, but unfortunately, he was skinny, and it was more like a smile without a smile, which was very creepy.

Seeing that the old village chief was bullying others, Shen Zong was already dissatisfied. If Xie Shenyuan and the others were not pretending to be mortals and wanted to hang out the Langya Mountain God behind him, it would be useless to listen to him, just as he was looking for some way to cure him. When he was the old village chief, he suddenly heard the system's notification sound.

After the village chief finished drinking, he stared at the monk and the two men.

Xie Chenyuan picked up the wine glass, and as soon as his lips touched the rim of the glass, he heard the anxious voice of the demon in his ear.

"Xie Chenyuan, this fairy has added drugs to his drunkenness, and after drinking it, he will feel sleepy."

After listening to it, Xie Chenyuan raised his head and drank the Immortal Drunk. The taste was extremely spicy and not good at all, so it was called Immortal Drunk in vain...

Shen Zong: "..."

Seeing that his senior brother had drunk it, Wen Han followed closely.

I'm sorry, the master twirled the beads and drank a cup.

After drinking for three rounds, Xie Chenyuan rubbed his forehead, and saw Shen Zong with his arms folded, his brows furrowed, and his face very worried.

Like a little demon with fried hair.

"Hey, do you want to sleep?" Shen Zong saw Xie Chenyuan resting his hands on his forehead, his eyes half-closed and half-open, and quickly called out: "Xie Chenyuan."

Xie Chenyuan closed his eyes, he didn't need to look to know that Shen Zong was already in front of him in a hurry.

"Thank you Shenyuan?"

Relying on the fact that no one saw him or heard him, the young man made his voice louder.

The wide cuffs embroidered with gold thread were wrinkled by the wind, and the pale hands seemed to be drawn inwards unintentionally.

No one saw that the fingertips in the cuffs flicked and wrote two words.

"nothing."

Shen Zong felt the writing in the palm of his hand and closed his mouth. After a while, he put his hand behind his back uncomfortably. The unfamiliar touch of the palm was like a feather, gently scratching his heart.