Live a Good Life with the Villain Husband [Transmigration Book]

The location of the Dragon King Temple should be deep in this mountain.

After entering the mountain, the sun is blocked by the surrounding dense forest, which is really cool.

But the road in this mountain is not as good as that in the village. It is a simple dirt road that has been stepped on by people, about four or five meters wide. Because it rained all night, the forest is wet and cool. It's muddy, if you go into the mountains and come back, the shoes on your feet will probably be soaked in muddy water and change their color.

Immediately, someone's face changed slightly, standing at the intersection hesitating for a long time, unwilling to take a step forward.

Gu Nansong glanced at it, walked up it without paying attention, stepped on it, and splashed some mud spots on the bottom of his trousers. His face remained unchanged, he turned to look at his teammates, and reminded: "This road may be a bit slippery, you guys Be careful, Sister Yun, come here and I will support you, don't fall."

Peng Wanyun walked over carefully, Gu Nansong held her arm vaguely, Huo Zhai and Zhao Yanxiao held hands, not caring how they would dirty their shoes and trousers, they quickly moved towards Gu Nansong, Yu Su When I was a child, I played in the mud a lot, but I was not so delicate, but Bai Lan looked at the mud with some hesitation, and struggled for a while before gritting his teeth and walking up while Yu Su was waiting.

After entering the mountain, I walked a long way, like turning over a mountain bag. The road went up and down. After walking for about an hour, I finally saw the so-called Dragon King Temple.

In fact, the distance is not too far from the village, but the road is difficult to walk, so it took a little more time.

"It's so quiet..." Huo Zhai couldn't help but said in a low voice.

It was indeed surprisingly quiet, and the expected noisy and joyous scene did not appear. All the villagers surrounded the place where the Dragon King Temple was located, and there were crowds of people rubbing shoulders. At the gate of the front yard of the Dragon King Temple, only a small open space was set aside for an altar, and all the tributes brought from the village were piled up around the altar.

There is a black statue on the altar.

The appearance of the statue is exactly the same as the statue in the shrine that Gu Nansong saw on the boarding desk of the hotel.

This is the dragon king that the village believes in.

A middle-aged man in a black robe was kneeling in front of the altar at this moment. He lowered his head, closed his eyes, and opened and closed his mouth to recite quickly. Dancing incomprehensible dances, the sound of musical instruments is quiet, leaving only the crisp jingle of the shell wind chimes under the eaves when the wind passes.

The villagers next to them kept quiet, no one whispered to each other, and even the children were covered by their parents. They looked up at the statue enshrined on the table one by one, and then lowered their heads and prayed silently with devout faces. The gods who are looking forward to them can hear their inner voices and know their truest wishes.

Huo Zhai frowned, recalling the scenes he saw in Lingzhen Temple and Fuhuang Temple.

The tranquility and tranquility in the temple affects every tourist who comes here, and people can't help but calm down. No one speaks loudly, for fear of breaking the special atmosphere and making noise for the worshiped Buddha. Bodhisattvas, Taoist temples are the same. These places that can be called sacred in the hearts of the world carry countless clean and pure thoughts and wishes, like clear spring water flowing by, which can wash away all impetuousness and filth, and nourish the body. All dry souls and hearts.

But the scene before my eyes...

Under the calm, there seems to be an undercurrent surging, and the piety conveys the invisible and strange.

Gu Nansong expressed their truest thoughts in one sentence: "It looks like a real scene."

The person in front of the altar stopped chanting, stretched out his hand to lift the basket of flowers on the altar, and scattered the flowers into the surrounding villagers in a circle, and the gong exploded sharply, Those villagers began to kneel down one after another, kowtowing to the statue continuously, and saying something silently...

It has been more than half an hour since Gu Nansong and the others came here to watch this strange ceremony. These villagers have been kneeling on the ground and kowtowing like this. Adults can bear it, but those young and disobedient children are I couldn't bear it anymore, and started crying loudly.

Strange to say, no matter how noisy these children were, they didn't get a look from their parents.

The parents who fell into a bewilderment did not pay any attention to the children beside them, they only knew to whisper and kept kowtow, saying that nothing would happen to the five or six-year-old children if they left him for the time being, but that is still the case. The baby in the swaddle was crying so heartbreakingly, his mother didn't even look at him, and let him cry, cry...

The crying and noise of countless children became more and more intense.

Perhaps it was because it was too quiet just now, the noise at this time seemed to be amplified infinitely, not only pierced the ears and began to ring, but also the buzzing in the brain was disturbed, Gu Nansong couldn't help frowning , raised his hand and rubbed his ears: "I regret it, really, why did I come to this place to suffer this torture?"

What is the scariest sound in the world.

It was probably the crying ensemble of countless children, which was more powerful than howling ghosts and wolves.

"Hey……"

With a long sigh, Gu Nansong muttered with a little grievance.

"I really carried too much for you, so let's extend the cold war for another week."

Gu Nansong, who had no idea that Yi Hanchen was everywhere, made a willful voice!

Yi Hanshen: "..."

It's so wronged!

Also very angry!

This unilateral cold war can be extended!He is not allowed!But he can't help it!

The anger in his heart urgently needed to be vented, so Yi Hanchen turned his head to look at Zheng Ting at the door, and said in a low voice, "Let them die!"

Zheng Ting seemed to have expected this moment a long time ago, picked up the phone expressionlessly, and decided the future of some people calmly.

It's all here, and it's been a waste of mental torture to go back without finding any clues, so Gu Nansong can only hang up the earphones and gradually wait anxiously.

"Look at them!" Huo Zhai pointed in shock.

Those crying older children were suddenly pulled over by the parents beside them, holding their bodies and pressing them to the ground.

The child's violent struggle and pain did not get the parents' pity. He dragged his feet and pressed his head, knocking on the ground again and again. Even the little baby was not let go. The mother's kneeling movements kept falling and touching the ground.

About ten minutes later, the prayer ceremony seemed to be over. The villagers stopped kowtowing and stood up to look at the middle-aged man.

Ding bells rang one after another, and the middle-aged man waved the shell bell in his hand, leading the villagers into the Dragon King Temple.

Gu Nansong raised his eyebrows and greeted his companions: "Let's go, let's go down too, and go into the Dragon King Temple to have a look."

This Dragon King Temple has some grandeur.

Thinking of those in small villages and small towns, it is estimated that a house should be built, and the dragon king can be placed inside to protect it from the wind and sun.

Looking at the Dragon King Temple again, you have to go through three courtyards to reach the so-called main hall of the God of Tribute. When you get closer, you will be amazed by this luxurious building. The black bricks and tiles are inlaid with gold rims. Yes, the dragon carvings on the pillars on the door are also inlaid with gold. When you step into the first hall, there are standing on the left and the right facing the fierce golden gatekeepers. On the left is a shrimp head holding a harpoon, and on the right is a crab claw. With a net.

Gu Nansong smiled: "Shrimp soldiers and crab generals are quite complete."

Walking along the flow of people, there are too many people in the yard, so I can't take a closer look. I can only quickly pass through the second and third halls full of extravagance, and the ones enshrined in them are not the Dragon King himself, but his subordinates. God, until the last hall, looking up at the tall dragon king statue, all the people in the group were dumbfounded.

The four-meter-tall statue of the Dragon King turned out to be a jade carving!

The most outrageous thing is!Standing next to the Dragon King were not two nightshades who looked like bodyguards, but two fairy daughters!

It's just that there are two fish tails protruding from the fairy girl's long clothes!

Gu Nansong stared dumbfounded for a while, then suddenly sighed: "Corruption! Too corrupt!"

"The construction of a clean government in this fairy world is not very good! Has the anti-corruption been implemented?!"

"That's it, why don't you go in and lock it up for hundreds of years?!"

Peng Wanyun turned to look at Gu Nansong with a complicated expression.

Is this a normal reaction that people should have when they see such a shocking statue?

God is so anti-corruption!In myths and legends, the Dragon King also has a Dragon Palace!Mountains of gold, silver and jewels!I have to steal all the houses!

Gu Nansong just looked at it to gain insight, he neither worshiped nor kowtowed, and after sighing, he wanted to leave this crowded place quickly.

Peng Wanyun, who was protected by Gu Nansong, just turned around, but inexplicably felt a substantial cold gaze sticking to his body, and subconsciously raised his head and looked at the three jade carvings. The fish girl is green in color, but the eyes that should have only been carved with outlines now have a pair of jet-black eyes!

The whites of the eyes were completely blackened, and the rolling eyeballs were as red as blood.

It rolled slowly, and the blood-red eyeballs almost moved to the corners of the eyes, just looking sideways at Peng Wanyun.

Peng Wanyun was taken aback, and subconsciously reached out to grab Gu Nansong's arm.

Gu Nansong noticed her abnormality, and followed her gaze, but did not see what Peng Wanyun saw, and Peng Wanyun's eyes widened in surprise, and after a few seconds of staring at those red eyeballs, it was difficult to I closed my eyes tightly in confidence, and when I opened them again, those eyes full of hatred had disappeared...

"What's wrong?" Gu Nansong asked.

Peng Wanyun shook his head hesitantly, wondering if it was just a momentary illusion: "It's okay..."

Gu Nansong didn't ask any more questions, because the two of them were pushed and shoved into the crowd again by the people who squeezed in behind them, and Yu Su, who was separated from them by a few people behind him, was frowning and watching Xiang Yudiao, while Bai Lan next to him was carefully protecting him, while staring coldly and disgusted at the Dragon King statue in front of him with a pair of eyes that shone slightly with blue streamer.

A few people didn't stay in this majestic main hall. They walked out of the main hall from the back door along the flow of people, and stepped out of the wall to a small dirt road. This dirt road led people back to the main entrance along the wall. After the worship, the villagers will go back to the village, so there is no way to continue extending into the forest.

Gu Nansong was finally able to take a breath, but after standing there for a while, someone bumped into him suddenly from behind.

Then something was quickly stuffed into his hand.

Gu Nansong frowned slightly, and stuffed the things into his pockets.