Star God Ruler of the Moon

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ps: Sheng Bailian seems to be extremely afraid of death because of Minglian's death,

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Sheng Bailian joined the team.

After Qiuzi and Youyuzi had rested, the temporary team set off again.

While on the road, Qiuzi Dongfenggu introduced the situation of Nishizawa Village to everyone.

The scale of Xize Village is small. There are only a dozen households in the whole village, and the number of people is less than a hundred.

The villagers reclaimed fields on the foothills for farming, and every household is also a good hunter.

Although Akiko Dongfenggu has never been to this village, there are detailed information about nearby villages inside Moriya Shrine.

For a deity to believe in, nothing is more important than population and potential followers.

"It sounds like it's going to be a place where people can live and work, which is really nice."

Sheng Bailian said with emotion, she held the Buddhist ceremony with one hand, and kept walking beside Qiuzi at a moderate speed.

"However, what is the purpose of you coming to this village this time? It's not like the little monk, who just followed this fate."

"That's right, the shrine where Ms. Akiko lives has received a request for help." Yuyuko replied, "It said that Nishizawa Village was attacked by a monster, that's why we rushed here to investigate the situation."

Qiuzi Dongfenggu warned: "That's it, Master please pay more attention to your own safety for a while."

"Thank you." Sheng Bailian offered Buddhist salutes to the two of them respectively, and said, "Your monk must have the means to protect himself when he walks outside."

Youyuko was not too worried, she reached out and grabbed the sleeve of the mountain old man Kari.

"It's okay, if we are in danger, Grandpa Suzuki will protect us."

Sheng Bailian glanced at the old man of the mountain when he heard the words, but looked away after not staying for too long, and a different thought appeared in his heart.

Due to personal reasons, Sheng Bailian has always sympathized with monsters, and at the same time does not want monsters to disappear completely from the world.

"My Buddha is merciful. If possible, I have to find a way to save some monsters, and I can't let them all be killed."

For the three people who were temporarily traveling together, Sheng Bailian had carefully observed them along the way.

A witch and two onmyojis, the one who made up his mind in the team should be the taciturn elder.

Although three exorcists were far from being able to form a small team, their strength was enough to deal with the troubles encountered by a small village.

Compared with Saint Bailian, the strength of the two young girls is a bit low, not yet at the level of a great mage or a big monster.

As for the old man on the mountain, Sheng Bailian didn't see through it, and couldn't judge how strong the other party was.

But she is very confident in her own strength, and feels that she should be able to successfully promote Buddhism and persuade good people by then.

However, even Sheng Bailian herself didn't notice that she had been subconsciously keeping the furthest distance from the man on the mountain.

Just like now, there are two people between Sheng Bailian and the old man of the mountain.

The old man of the mountain noticed this phenomenon, but didn't pay much attention to it.

It's just an instinctive fear of death.

At the time of the devil.

The old man of the mountain and his party finally arrived at the destination of this trip, Nishizawa Village.

Unlike Lihu Village, which is built by the river, Nishizawa Village is a village built in the mountains.

Walking into Nishizawa Village, Dongfenggu Qiuzi looked around deliberately, but found no corpses or remaining traces of battle.

Immediately, Miss Miko, who had been on tenterhooks, breathed a sigh of relief.

She thinks this is a good start, and it's best not to find anything bad later.

Looking at the village in front of him, scarlet flashed in the eyes of the old man of the mountain, waiting for the evening bell to ring.

"Why do you feel that the village is a little deserted? It's almost night, and the villagers should go home."

Youyouzi of Xixing Temple felt that something was wrong. She felt that no matter how few people were in the small village, it would not be so empty that no one could be seen.

Hearing what Youyouzi said, Dongfenggu also reacted, but he was not sure how to judge.

Just when Qiuzi was hesitating, a slightly old voice came from the side.

"Who are you? What are you doing in the village?"

From the shadow of the house, an old man on crutches slowly walked out, with a reclining chair behind him.

The old man was hunched and aged, with a shambling walk and a long white goatee on his chin.

Sheng Bailian raised her eyes to look at the old man with a goatee. She seemed to have seen the clue, but she didn't call him out immediately.

"Grandpa, we came from Moriya Shrine."

Dongfenggu hurried forward a few steps to support the old man, and asked:

"Can you tell us where everyone in this village has gone?"

The old man with the goatee narrowed his eyes and sized Qiuzi up, then slowly opened his mouth and replied:

"People in the village have all set off to participate in the Xiezaka Festival. Everyone hopes that this year will also have a good harvest."

Qiuzi Dongfenggu nodded in understanding. It turned out that she was going to participate in the festival of their shrine. It seems that the number of believers has increased again.

Xixing Temple Youyouzi also came to the old man. She was afraid that the other party would be hard of hearing, so she deliberately moved close to the old man's ear and turned up the volume of her speech.

"How many people are left in the village?"

Maybe it was because Youyouzi yelled too loudly, the old man with the goatee trembled in fright, and then gave the answer.

"Hey, not many. There are only a dozen or so, and the young ones are left with two. A cook who lives in the east of the village is in charge of cooking for us old guys, and the best hunter in our village is in charge. Keep the village safe."

"Forget it, let me take you to find them, we just happen to have dinner together."

As the old man with the goatee said, he leaned on his cane and began to lead the way, leading Dongfenggu Qiuzi and his party towards the interior of the village.

When he came to a big house, the old man with a goatee pushed the door and walked in.

In the courtyard of the mansion, a dozen or so elderly people sat here and there, chatting to pass the time.

The old man with the goatee didn't stay here, and took Youyouzi and the others to the kitchen of the house.

"Pigjiri and Niu Peng, you two come out! There are guests in the village."

Following the greeting of the old man with the goatee, two strong men walked out of the kitchen with the curling smoke.

One was a big fat man with a full face, his body was so wide and fat that he seemed to be able to tear his clothes apart at any time.

The other person is muscular, strong and powerful, and the most striking thing is that he wears a nose ring on his nose.

They first glanced at everyone present, especially at the tall mountain man, and then let go of their guard and greeted them.

"Hello, welcome to Nishizawa Village."

The fat cook smiled like a Maitreya, and asked in a low voice:

"Are you passing by? Or are there other things?"

Dongfenggu Qiuzi didn't hide any more, and directly stated the purpose of coming here, and asked the other party about the monster.

"Monster?" The strong hunter shook his head and denied, "Sorry, nothing happened in our village for decades."

"Is that so? It seems that someone is playing a prank."

Qiuzi Dongfenggu said so, but he still didn't fully believe it in his heart.

In her opinion, ordinary people cannot detect all monsters, so the villagers can listen to what they say, but they cannot blindly believe it.

"It does seem to be a misunderstanding."

The fat cook responded, and warmly extended the invitation.

"But it's almost night now. Even if you want to go back, I'm afraid it's too late, right? Why don't you stay in our village for one night and leave tomorrow?"

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"Then it will cause trouble for you."

Qiuzi Dongfenggu readily agreed to Fat Cook's proposal, she really couldn't rush back to Moriya Shrine before dark.

Besides, when they go back, Qiuzi will be separated from the old man of the mountain, and she dare not go on the road at night without someone with her.

The Old Man of the Mountain and You Youzi naturally have no objection, they are already traveling and need to stay overnight just like the Holy White Lotus.

"No trouble, no trouble. In the past, travelers from our village often came to stay overnight, and everyone welcomes them."

Seeing that everyone agreed to stay, the fat cook shuddered three times with joy, and kept rubbing his big hands.

"By the way, have you had dinner? We're almost ready, do you want to have some together?"

"Ah, this is not very good..." Qiuzi Dongfenggu hesitated a little.

"Oh, what are you being polite about?"

Seeing this, the fat cook was a little unhappy, and waved his hands broadly and said:

"Anyway, it's a large pot of rice for a dozen people, and the quantity is huge. You don't need to add a few more sets of bowls and chopsticks. It's not a problem."

When it comes to food, Youyouzi of Xixing Temple immediately gets excited.

"Are you full?"

"Of course, how can I come to the village as a guest and not make people full?"

The fat cook turned his head and patted his chest to make a promise, with the look of humiliating his chef's dignity to make people hungry.

Just when Qiuzi and Youyouzi were about to agree to come down, the old man of the mountain who had been standing beside him suddenly spoke.

"Qiuzi, Youyouzi, we still have a lot of dry food with us, we'll just eat these at night, don't bother the village."

Although Qiuzi didn't understand why Wang Hassan made such a decision, he silently chose to obey.

On the other hand, Youyouzi, when he heard that he had to eat the hard cold dry food at night, he immediately looked burnt out and lost his dreams.

"The monk is a monk and has always been vegetarian."

Sheng Bailian stepped forward, leaned on the nine-ringed tin stick gently on the ground, and gave a Buddhist ceremony to the fat cook and others with one hand.

"Just now, the little monk smelled the smell of meat coming out of the kitchen. I thought that the meal for the benefactor and others tonight was not suitable for the little monk, so I didn't have the audacity to ask for alms."

Sheng Bailian also rejected the fat cook's invitation, and planned to eat some dry food that she brought with her at night like the old man of the mountain and others.

Of course, the reason why she didn't choose to ask the fat cook to help prepare some vegetarian meals was not because she was embarrassed to bother him, but because there were other deeper reasons.

"Okay, since all the adults have made their decision, I won't say anything more."

The fat cook spread his hands in regret, but he didn't try to persuade him, and turned back to the kitchen.

The old man with a goatee has inconvenient legs and feet, so Niu Peng, a strong hunter, became the guide this time, responsible for arranging everyone's residence at night.

"Please come with me, I will take you to the place where you live, there is an empty house not far away."

Niu Peng doesn't talk much, and although his muscles are bulging and he doesn't look easy to provoke, he has an honest and honest look on his face.

As the best hunter in the village, Niu Peng's ability to act naturally is undeniable, and soon he led everyone to a house.

"The family moved away a long time ago, leaving the house as a residence for entertaining guests in the village."

As Niu Peng said, he pushed open the door of the yard, revealing three bungalows inside.

The houses are all the most common wood, but it seems that they have not been maintained for a long time, and they are slightly dilapidated.

There is still a layer of rotten leaves on the ground in the yard, which seems to have fallen last fall.

Everyone walked into the courtyard, and Youyouzi came to the front of the room and gently opened the door, but unexpectedly, his face was covered with dust from the inner frame of the door.

"Ahem, why is there so much dust? It feels like no one has lived in this place for a long time."