Divine Conspiracy: Starting from adding points to the strongest on the surface

In the blink of an eye, it was already noon the next day.

Although he had half a night and a morning's buffer time, Yun Jiuqing was still a little nervous.

I want her to come back so quickly...

Not an easy task.

last night.

After Yun Jiuqing encountered the strange thing, she didn't even dare to take a breath. She was afraid that another strange thing would suddenly appear and take her life in the blink of an eye.

Plus... after daylight arrived, we had to travel for half a day.

She was exhausted.

Yawning.

But the vague sense of crisis in her heart forced her to cheer up and force her will into a vigilant and tense state.

suddenly.

Yun Jiuqing heard someone talking.

It was Monk Zhikong who was speaking.

Just listen to him say: "Amitabha... Master Fan, Donor Yun, there seems to be a village ahead."

Village?

Yun Jiuqing was startled.

She raised her head, stood on tiptoes, and tried very hard to look into the distance. But no matter how she looked, there was only Fan Wu's burly back in front of her.

Yun Jiuqing was secretly stunned at how tall Daochang Fan was.

Then he trotted to the side of the road, stepped on a stone, and tried to stand on tiptoe to look out.

Then.

She saw the village that Monk Zhikong mentioned.

"What a small village." Yun Jiuqing muttered, and then suddenly felt something was wrong. She suddenly came back to reality, her eyes widened, and she couldn't help but exclaimed: "No! No... no!"

"

She immediately shouted: "I followed this official road all the way to Yinghe Mansion some time ago. Why do I have no impression of this village?!"

Fan Wu looked back at her: "Have you never seen this village before going to Yinghe Mansion?"

Yun Jiuqing nodded heavily: "I've never seen it before!

"

Monk Zhikong's expression also became solemn: "Amitabha... the young monk originally went to Yinghe Prefecture through another road. If Donor Ruyun remembers it correctly, it is indeed weird!"

"Could it be that there's another weird thing causing trouble?" Monk Zhikong frowned and continued in a deep voice, "Could it be that witch fairy again?"

"Hiss! It's her again?!" Yun Jiuqing was numb: "How can she be so haunted?!"

Thinking of the evil ways in black robes during the day yesterday.

And the scary thing last night.

Even though there was a very scorching sun hanging high in the sky, it was actually midsummer now... But Yun Jiuqing didn't feel the slightest bit of heat. Instead, she felt cold all over.

Shivering!

"It's not a wizard." Fan Wu's voice suddenly sounded. He led Lao Qingniu and walked toward the "village" in front of him, while saying in a calm tone: "At least not now."

"And it's not a village, it's more like a temporary gathering place."

He paused and continued: "However, it smells like death."

"Ahead, someone may have died."

Not a village?

Anyone dead?

After hearing what Fan Wu said, Yun Jiuqing and Monk Zhikong looked at each other.

Because the distance was too far, no matter how hard they squinted, they could only see a vague presence of people in the distance, so Monk Zhikong guessed that there was a village ahead.

As a result, Daochang Fan concluded that it was not a village, but just a temporary gathering place for a group of people.

But how did Fan Daozhang figure it out?

Can you see it from such a distance?

And how did Fan Daozhang smell...the smell of death in that place?

The two of them looked confused!

Very confused.

It can't be because Fan Daozhang's vision and sense of smell are far beyond ordinary people's standards, right? How many times more than an ordinary person would have to do to achieve this?

Question after question popped up in their minds, leaving the two of them in endless confusion.

It's a pity that no one can answer these questions for them.

They didn't dare to ask Fan Wu.

Yun Jiuqing and Monk Zhikong could only follow behind Fan Wu.

no way.

Who made them provoke a strange creature called "Witch Fairy" inexplicably now? With the strength of the two of them, if they didn't follow Daochang Fan... they might have died without even knowing it!

After walking for roughly one and half incense, Yun Jiuqing finally saw the scene in front of him clearly with great anxiety.

at once.

She was stunned.

Fan Daochang was right. The front was not a village, but a temporary gathering place... Moreover, it was also a gathering place for a group of ragged, sallow-looking people.

Although Yun Jiuqing has lived for eighteen years, he has never seen anyone so thin.

The people in front of me one after another interpret the three words "skin and bones" vividly.

There were probably dozens of people in the gathering place ahead.

Those people used some branches, thatch, and dead leaves to build a small shed that could protect them from wind and rain.

There was only one person lying in the shed.

Before Yun Jiuqing was completely close to that place, she could smell a smell of feces and urine... This smell was quite pungent, but fortunately she was not particularly sensitive to smells.

After all, those strange things I encountered last night, that putrid smell that made people physically sick to my stomach...

It's even more pungent than the smell of shit and piss.

Even more disgusting!

she……

got used to!

Yun Jiuqing also discovered that among the group of people who were very sallow and thin, there were some young children. Their mother was feeding them milk, but would such a thin woman... really have milk?

There were also some young and strong men, who were surrounding a large pot with a flame burning under the pot. Various wild vegetables must have been stewed in the pot, because Yun Jiuqing could not smell the slightest bit of meat.

"What...what is going on? I...I have never seen these people before when I passed by here!" Yun Jiuqing spoke in a shocked tone.

"Amitabha..." Monk Zhikong said sadly, "Maybe these are people who fled from somewhere."

"Escape?" Yun Jiuqing was stunned: "I don't think I have heard of any famine in Nan County recently! It seems that there is no flood, right?"

Monk Zhikong shook his head: "It's not just natural disasters that cause people to leave their homes and flee."

He sighed and continued: "There are also man-made disasters... that can also cause this kind of thing to happen. Although the young monk has not left Hanling Temple for a long time, he has seen a lot of such things because of his travels."

"Natural disasters are terrible, but man-made disasters are even more vicious. Natural disasters may be attributed to bad luck. Man-made disasters mean that someone is harming others."

Yun Jiuqing's eyes widened: "Who dares to make so many people flee their homes and families? Aren't they afraid of being arrested by the court? Aren't they afraid of being punished by God?!"

Monk Zhikong shook his head and said helplessly: "The young monk has never figured out why someone would do such evil. Maybe there are too many such people and too many such things..."

"That's why there are so many resentful souls and evil spirits in this world, and there are so many terrifying and strange things."

"Amitabha."

The combination of Fan Wu and Yi Niu is quite eye-catching. After all, their combination is too strange... one is a bald monk carrying a nine-ring sword, one is a "gongzi brother" who looks like a wealthy family, and the other is a tall and imposing figure. A Taoist priest who is compelling.

Um.

There is also a cow.

The appearance and approach of the three of them made the fleeing people in front of them look wary.

Some sallow-looking men immediately took up arms.

Some women holding babies quickly hugged the children tightly and hid behind them.

However, the so-called weapons in their hands...

It is actually a long bamboo stick with one end sharpened.

Of course, a sharpened bamboo stick would be very powerful if used against ordinary people.

After all, it can be used as a spear.

You can stab someone to death without a gun tip.

Unfortunately, what they met now were two monks, plus Fan Wu, a layman.

The "weapons" in their hands appeared in the eyes of Fan Wu, Yun Jiuqing, and Monk Zhikong.

No threat at all!

"You... who are you?" Among the sallow-looking crowd, a relatively strong-looking man held up a bamboo stick and asked nervously: "What do you want to do?"

Of course, this person's "strongness" is only relative to other people who are sallow and thin.

In Yun Jiuqing's eyes.

This guy.

Thinner than her!

However, this man was actually the strongest among this group of people.

Unbelievable!

"We have no ill intentions!" Yun Jiuqing said hurriedly: "We just happened to be passing by here. And haven't you noticed that the place where you are is not far from the official road?"

She straightened her expression and continued: "We are coming from the city of Yinghe Prefecture, and we are going to the county government of Nanjun."

Finished.

She asked curiously: "Who are you, and why do you drag your family with you and live in such a homeless situation?"

Everyone in this group looked quite wary.

There was no answer to Yun Jiuqing's question.

At this time.

Fan Wu suddenly walked forward. His height gave these people a terrifying sense of oppression. In the eyes of these people, his burly body was as oppressive as a big mountain.

When the "strong" man in the lead saw Fan Wu approaching, cold sweat broke out from his forehead.

The hands holding the bamboo sticks were shaking.

My legs are a little weak too!

Although he is just an ordinary citizen, he can clearly feel the aura of Fan Wu!

this moment.

The man felt that the burly Taoist priest walking towards him did not look like a normal person, but more like a cruel demon who killed people without blinking an eye!

Fan Wu slowly reached out and pinched the tip of the bamboo stick, and he lifted it lightly without any effort.

Under the horrified look on the man's face.

He lifted the man up with one hand!

The man's feet are one foot off the ground!

Fan Wu said: "This kind of thing that is not even tickling is useless to a poor man. If you see me as a villain, then I am a villain. If you see me as not a villain, then I am not a bad person."

"I think you should be kinder and more relaxed. Don't be so tense, don't be so vigilant. If you want to take someone's life, you, you, you, you..."

Fan Wu grinned and said something frightening: "I won't be able to stand here unharmed like this."

Snap!

The man who was lifted up by Fan Wu holding the bamboo stick with one hand did not know whether his arms were not strong enough to continue supporting his weight, or he was frightened by what Fan Wu said.

He let go of his hand and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, it was relatively soft ground, otherwise with his skinny appearance... this fall would most likely have left him paralyzed.

Snap.

Snap.

Snap.

His letting go was like touching a domino, and the other people were nervous and holding bamboo sticks.

They also let go.

Yun Jiuqing, who was behind, took in this scene and was dumbfounded! She felt... was it a bit too rough for Daozhang Fan to do this? How could it be so threatening?

But Yun Jiuqing had to admit that Fan Daozhang was very efficient in doing this.

No.

These sallow and skinny people no longer dare to raise "weapons".

"Ah this..."

Yun Jiuqing scratched her head. She felt that what Daozhang Fan did was not right, but she also felt that what Daozhang Fan did was very useful.

Damn, my scalp feels so itchy! Oops, do you need a brain?

"Can you tell me, where did you come from? What happened to you to end up in this situation?" Fan Wu is not a person who likes to meddle in other people's business, unless he discovers free attribute points in his business.

The reason why he takes the initiative to ask now is because he can smell the free attribute points from these people!

If Fan Wu hadn't had an extraordinarily sensitive sense of smell, he might not have noticed... There was a vaguely strange aura about these sallow and thin people.

This kind of breath is very weak...

Not a ghost.

It’s a weird thing!

This means that these people have had contact with strange objects or ghosts for at least half a month!

The few words Fan Wu just asked were about the man who fell to the ground.

The man grimaced in pain and raised his head, and was surprised to find Fan Wu looking at him. He shuddered all over and felt that he looked extremely small in front of Fan Wu.

The man swallowed his saliva secretly.

Although there was no trace of murder on Fan Wu, the man still felt that if he didn't answer... the end would probably be particularly miserable! The burly Taoist priest in front of me really looked like a murderous maniac!

His lips trembled and he said: "I...we, those of us, fled all the way from Dong'an Prefecture to Yinghe Prefecture. We...we didn't expect to meet you, Taoist Master, on the way. We are not I intentionally offended you, Taoist Priest.”

"If... if you feel that we are too much of an eyesore to you, Taoist Master, we can leave here. We can go stationed farther away, and we will not hinder you, Taoist Master."

The man's answer was very skillful and humble, like someone who is often persecuted.

And what this guy said, why does he feel like Fan Wu is like a big villain?

Like a villain who bullies men and women? !

Fan Wu's mouth twitched, but he didn't say much in this regard. He stared at this person and continued: "I just asked you two questions, and you only answered my previous question."

The man said with a grimace: "Master Taoist, I...I really don't dare to say it! That would be a taboo! Once I say it...I will be cursed!"

"Someone among us has been cursed! Someone has already died due to the curse!"

"Curse?" Fan Wu narrowed his eyes.

It seems.

His sense of smell was intact.

Curse sounds like it's either related to strange things, ghosts, or some evil way.

These three, for Fan Wu, are all free attribute points delivered to his door!

Is there any such thing as letting it go?

"We people..." The man was about to say something, but he trembled violently and did not dare to open his mouth to say more. The lightning flashed in his mind, and he finally had to tactfully say: "We are all cursed. What is the specific situation... I want to say it, but I can't tell you."

"As I just told you, Taoist Priest, once we say it, the curse on us will take effect. This curse will accompany us for life until the day we die of old age."

"Those of us really couldn't stay there any longer, so we tried to stay away from there. In this way, we could get rid of the curse."

"But, we didn't find out until we arrived at Yinghe Mansion..."

"Useless!

"

"Amitabha!" Monk Zhikong also came up at some point. He looked around at the sallow and thin people, and then at the man with a bitter look on his face. Monk Zhikong said: "This donor, you can speak freely. Little monk The monk from Hanling Temple in Nainan County can be regarded as someone who knows some Buddhist methods to ward off evil spirits."

He took out a Buddhist scripture, handed it to the man, and said, "Donor, you only need to hold this scripture with both hands, and the Buddha will protect you from the curse."

"Donors, don't worry. This scripture was consecrated by a senior monk from Hanling Temple and has certain power to suppress evil."

The man took the scripture in a daze, and the moment he took it he felt that the scripture was like a heater.

It's hard to imagine that a book can be so hot.

"Really...really?" the man asked, "really...can you really suppress the curse?"

"It should be possible." Monk Zhikong said.

The man looked back at the fellow countrymen behind him who were even thinner than him, with sunken cheeks and dull faces.

Then he looked at the monks, Taoist priests, and the rich "gongzi" in front of him.

He gritted his teeth, a flash of determination flashing in his eyes.

He held the Buddhist scriptures in his hands and said, "We are from Dong'an Prefecture, Shuize County, and Dawu Village. Shuize County is located on the edge of Dong'an Prefecture, and Dawu Village, where we live, is even more remote."

"It's a five-day journey from Yinghe Prefecture, and it's non-stop day and night. The reason why we fled from Dong'an Prefecture to Yinghe Prefecture is because we almost can't survive there!"

"After paying a portion of the grain tax to the court for the annual harvest of the crops we grow...it would be no problem to have enough food and clothing."

"But suddenly one day, people from the county government suddenly came to our Dawu Village. They moved a strange statue. They told us - this is the Land Lord invited by Shuize County."

"They want us to give it to the land master..."

So much for the words.

The man suddenly found that the scripture in his arms had become extremely hot.

His voice stopped abruptly.

He looked down quickly.

I saw little flames coming out of the edges of the Buddhist scriptures!

"Eminent... eminent monk, this, this, this... what's going on?" The man was so frightened that he didn't know whether he should throw away the scripture.

When monk Zhikong saw this, his expression changed in shock.

"Throw it away!" he said immediately.

After hearing this, the man quickly threw away the Buddhist scriptures he was holding in his arms, and the scriptures fell to the ground...

moment!

Light up the flames!

The burning scriptures quickly turned into paper ashes, and were instantly broken when the wind blew lightly.

Monk Zhikong looked at the scriptures and said in a solemn tone: "Amitabha...this curse can have such power even though it is separated by an entire province? Even though Shuize County is not far from Yinghe Prefecture, it still shows that This curse is extremely dangerous!”

"Who is this vicious and mysterious creature that casts such a vicious curse on innocent people?!"

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