The Tale Never Ends

I saw the scene in front of me and smiled secretly in my heart. It seems that I completely want to turn it back. I thought that the old man wanted the villagers and wanted to get along. As a result, the villagers even invited this old man to exorcise evil. Now that the troubled world is unsettled, it is said that the lives of ordinary people cannot be prosperous. So where is this village to invite the old man?

Curious, I followed this group of people into the village. After I entered the village, I found out that this village is really not very good. The thatched houses are lined up, basically there is no decent house, there are no livestock outside the house, and it looks deserted.

A group of people gathered around the old way and came to a small courtyard. Speaking of this small courtyard should be regarded as the best mansion in the whole village. Although the house in the small courtyard was not too good, but I also saw bricks. At this time, I saw that the women in each household came out with a bowl and came towards the small courtyard. The men crowded into the house and entered the house, and I followed. Only then did I see clearly that there was not much in the pot of this small courtyard house, only so few buns were on top, and still steaming. Afterwards, the women carrying the dishes went in one by one. It turned out that the women were holding dishes. With a strange expression, all the dozen dishes were put on the table.

At this time I finally understood something, it seems that this village is not rich and has no place to use, but it is poor to a certain extent. It can only be the dozens of households in the entire village who have contributed their own efforts to gather such a table banquet, and the buns in the house where they are now may be all the white noodles of the dozens of households in the entire village!

At this time, the old man didn't need anyone to invite him, and he went to the table first. Then he asked in a hurry: "I don't know what strange things happened in your village, you need to call the poor road to come?" Although there is such a question on the mouth, but the eyes are looking at this table dish on this table. After looking around for a while, the old man's face showed an unpleasant look, because the dishes on the table were all green vegetables without a piece of meat. But he didn't want to think about it. The table had entered his stomach. People in this village might have to nibble the bark and eat grass roots.

The old man sitting opposite the old road can naturally see the displeasure of the old road, but since the old road has the question first, so he does not take care of the old road, but sighs: "Dao Ye has no idea, Within a few miles, there was only a small village like us. Just before January, something strange happened in the village. First, the chickens and ducks in the village decreased for no reason, and people began to disappear after a few days. Originally, there were nearly 30 families in this village. There are more than a dozen families left in more than one month! "

Old Tao was picking up a piece of mushrooms and wanted to put it in his mouth. He stopped chopsticks when he heard the old man saying, "Oh?" He pondered and asked, "Do you know what is harmful?"

The old man said with a bitter smile: "This little old man doesn't know. Every missing man and animal is silent, and there is no trace at all!" At this time, a young man next to him interjected: "Don't you know, my grandfather It ’s the oldest old man in the village. When someone was missing before, my grandfather called the men in our village to guard in all corners of the village. As a result, all the guards were gone overnight, otherwise our village would n’t There will be less than half of the people. Sometimes, even going out at night to get rid of someone can be gone, and there is no sound. "

The old man took a drink from the bowl and asked, "So, then, are all the things in the night?" No one answered, and everyone was undecided. In fact, it is superfluous to ask the old saying, no matter whether it is a demon, a ghost, or a robber horse bandit, there is no blue sky to hurt people.

The old princess smiled slightly, and then said: "Everyone can rest assured that the poor will remove this demon for the folks. It just needs some preparations," said, lengthening the tone. I looked at it with a bitter smile, and my heart said God! Is this asking for money? Sure enough, the old man understood what the old saying meant and hurriedly waved his hand behind him. At this time, I saw a middle-aged man walking outside carrying a cloth bag and put it on the table. Listening to the sound of metal collision in the cloth bag, it is not difficult to hear that there are things like yellow and white things and copper jewelry.

Smiled and untied your cloth bag. I saw a small piece of silver, a few pieces of copper, and three gold hairpin earrings. Although I have no concept of gold and silver money in ancient times, it seems that it should be the property of the entire village. Obviously, this money should be quite a lot, and the nod nodded in satisfaction and then put the cloth bag in his pocket. This section said: "Tonight everyone locks the doors and windows, no matter what happens, remember not to be curious! If you don't see it, the poor law is broken, the villagers are in great danger!"

I touched my chin and watched the old people and the people on the table eating and drinking. Among these people, except for the old people who drank and drank food, all the others were gloomy, but there was a hint of hope in my eyes. Obviously, these people spent their money to invite old-fashioned practices. Although they knew they would not be able to live in the future, they were relieved to be able to remove the scourge. Seeing this, I can't help but sigh in my heart. Humans are always like this. To be honest, these villagers still spend their money in troubled times, nothing more than self-defeating, the final result is still starved to death. If you do n’t invite the old man, you are killed by the monster. In the end, you are all dead, but you do n’t want to be killed by the monster in the panic. Why is starving to death, not being killed by a monster? I don't believe that these people think that death is the same as returning home, and they are all dead, but it is better to let the monster kill. How do I feel that killing a monster is better than starving? At least you don't have to be a cheap **** stick!

It was already dark at this time, and the old man sent all the villagers back home on the grounds of making preparations. He himself placed a table in an open space in the village, opened his carry-on bag, and placed a pair of candles, a peach wood sword and a spell on the table. After lighting the candle and burning the incense, Lao Tao began to wave the peach wood sword, and danced happily in front of the table case: "Tian Ling Ling Di Ling Ling Tai Shang Lao Jun quickly showing spirit"

I sat cross-legged on the haystack behind the old man. With one hand pestle the cheek gang, I smoked with boredom and watched the old man go crazy. The moon rose to mid-air, and the village was so poor that it couldn't even light the lights. In the whole village, there was only moonlight except for the two old candles glowing faintly. The deserted village was a little more murderous, which made me feel very bad. At this time, I could not bear the loneliness. I jumped off the haystack and walked to the old road. At this time, the old man was still mumbling about something. Although he couldn't hear clearly, it was obviously a nonsense. There was a tumult of bad water in my heart, and I leaned over and blew a candle.

The old man looked down and the candle went out. Stopped, lowered my head and picked up the tumbler to light the candle again, and mumbled: "This is also no wind." Just when the old hand touched the candle, he was heard rustling in the thatched house nearest to him. There was a ringing sound, and a woman lowered her voice and asked, "You're in charge, can you tell me if this Dad works? You listen, why did you stop?" Then came the voice of a man whispering: "Don't talk, be careful when Dao is distracted ! "Then, it was calm again.

The old eyebrows raised a little, lit the candle and started to continue to blow. I laughed secretly in my heart and said that 80% of you, Dao Ye, are a mixed rice eater! Thinking about it, I picked up the peach wood sword and looked at it. The sword was in good condition, and the bagging had been even for years. However, in Ling's eyes, this was simply a useless decoration, and there was no aura of light. In other words, this is definitely good as a craft, but as a weapon to eliminate demons and demons, it is like taking a plastic model gun to the battlefield.

The old man can't see me, only see his peach wood sword flying in the sky. Lao Dao froze for a while and then reached out to grab it. As a result, I grabbed an empty side Lao Dao. The old man's complexion changed greatly, his hands flicked toward the sword in my hand, and then he emptied again, and almost fell. I was laughing while holding the Taomu Sword, and I saw Lao Dao helped Fu Daoguan to stand in shape and pointed at the bottom of the Tao Mu Jian voice with his hand: "You wait! You wait for me!"

Said, I saw that the old man took a note from the table and lit it on the candle, and the **** sandwiched the note was shaking his head and thinking in his mind. After a few seconds, I saw old Tao pointing at the Taomu sword in my hand with a half-burnt spell on his hand: "敕!" However, I didn't feel anything.

My heart is funny, since I said that since you play, I will play with you. Immediately picked up the peach wood sword and turned a few times between the five fingers and then pulled a sword flower. The peach wood sword passed forward through the burning rune paper, then withdrew the peach wood sword and stood the sword in front of him, the right hand sword reached Under the rune, meditate in your heart!

The rune paper "buzzed" and the whole burned out, and the peach wood sword was brilliant in the spirit eyes! The corner of my mouth rose slightly, and I sipped in my mouth: "Zhao!" My wrist swept toward the crown of the old Tao with a sword!