Chapter 17

Although the villagers didn't even know what kind of immortals were worshipped in this temple, they all strongly demanded to put incense sticks here. Anyway, no matter what immortals, they are all immortals, and there is no harm in worshiping them. Xie Lian's original expectation was that the door was full of sparrows, and few people came to the door all year round, so he just thought about it and prepared a few small bundles of incense, who would have guessed that it would be divided up in an instant, a small one. The incense burner is densely inserted in a mess, and the aroma is full of fragrance. Because I haven't smelled this smell for a long time, Xie Lian took a few sips, and then said: "My fellow villagers, I really can't bless the wealth and prosperity, really, please. Don't ask for money here! The consequences are unpredictable..." "I'm sorry, I don't care about the marriage..." "No, no, I can't bless the birth of children."...

Saburo didn't care about his crooked hair, he sat beside the merit box, held his jaw with one hand, and slowly ate the bodhi water with the other. When many village girls saw this young man, their faces flew into a red glow, and they said to Xie Lian: "That, do you have..."

Although I don't know what they are going to say, Xie Lian's intuition must stop immediately, and immediately said: "No!"

After a long time, the people dispersed, and the offering table was already piled with fruits, vegetables, even white rice, noodles and other items. In any case, it was a wave of offerings, and thank you for sweeping out the debris thrown by the villagers on the ground. Saburo also followed him out and said, "The incense is good."

Xie Lian shook his head while sweeping: "The unexpected situation is unexpected. Under normal circumstances, no one should care about it for ten days and a half."

Saburo said: "How come?"

Xie Lian glanced at him and smiled: "If you want to come, it may be because of Saburo's luck."

As he said that, he remembered to change the door curtain, so he took out a new curtain from his sleeve and hung it on the door. Taking two steps back and looking at it for a moment, Xie Lian suddenly noticed that Saburo stopped, and turned his head: "What's wrong?"

I saw Saburo staring at the door curtain with a thoughtful look. Following his gaze, Xie Lian found that he was looking at the spell painted on the curtain.

This talisman was drawn by him before, and the talisman on it is layered and imposing. Originally, it was used to ward off evil spirits, which could screen out the invasion of external evils. But since it is Xie Lian's own handwriting, it is unknown whether it will also have the effect of bad luck. However, since there are no doors, it is safer to draw such a row of spells on the curtain.

Seeing the young man standing still in front of the curtain of the spell, Xie Lian moved slightly and said, "Sanlang?"

Could it be that after drawing this talisman, he was blocked from the door and could not go in?

Saburo glanced at him, smiled, and said, "I'll leave."

He fluttered and dropped a sentence, then turned and left. It stands to reason that Xie Lian should catch up and ask, but he has a strange feeling that since this young man has already said that he is going to leave, he should not leave for too long, and he will definitely come back. Went in by myself.

Xie Lian rummaged through the things he had collected when he was walking around the streets last night, took out an iron pot in his left hand, a kitchen knife in his right hand, looked at the pile of fruits and vegetables on the offering table, and got up.

After about a stick of incense, a footstep sounded outside the Bodhisattva Temple. The footsteps were slow and slow, and upon hearing it, one could imagine the unhurried appearance of the young man walking.

At this time, the things in Xie Lian's hands have turned into two plates. He looked left and right at the things on the plates, sighed, and didn't want to look anymore, so he went out and saw Saburo again.

The young man was standing outside, perhaps because the sun was shining, he took off the red shirt and casually tied it around his waist. He wore only a light white shirt on his upper body, with his sleeves rolled up, making him look very clean and neat. . He stepped on a rectangular plank with his right foot and turned a hatchet in his left hand. The hatchet was probably borrowed from some villager's house. It looked dull and heavy, but it was easy to hold in his hand, and it seemed to be extremely sharp. From time to time, two knives were cut on the wooden board, like peeling skin. With a glance, he saw Xie Lian come out and said, "Make something."

Xie Lian looked over and saw that he was actually making a door fan. And the size is just right, neat and beautiful, the cut surface is very smooth, and the craftsmanship is excellent. Because this young man seems to have a lot of background, Xie Lian thinks that he is probably the type that does not distinguish between the five grains and the four bodies, but who knows that he is very agile in his work, saying: "It's hard for you, Saburo."

Saburo smiled and did not answer. He threw the hatchet at random, put it on him, knocked on the door, and said to him, "If you want to draw a talisman, wouldn't it be better to draw it on the door?"

After speaking, he casually opened the curtain and went in.

It seemed that the strict spell on the curtain really had no deterrent power to him at all, and Saburo didn't care at all.

Thanks for closing this new door, I couldn't help but open it again, close it again, open it again, and close it again, thinking that this door is doing really well. After switching on and off a few times, I suddenly woke up and felt really bored. Saburo had already sat down in the room. Xie pity left the door and brought out a plate of steamed buns offered by the villagers in the morning and placed it on the offering table.

Saburo glanced at the steamed buns, but didn't say anything, just laughed lowly, as if he saw through something. Xie Lian poured two more bowls of water as if nothing had happened, and was about to sit down as well, when he saw Saburo's rolled up sleeves, and there was a small row of tattoos on his arms, with very strange words. Saburo noticed his gaze, put down his sleeves, and said with a smile, "It was stabbed when I was a child."

Since he put down his sleeves, he didn't want to say more. Thank you for understanding. He sat down, raised his head and glanced at the portrait again, and said, "Sanlang, you are really good at drawing, but someone in your family teaches you?"

Saburo poked the steamed bun a few times with his chopsticks and said, "No one taught me. I drew it myself to make myself happy."

Thanks for the pity: "How can you even draw the picture of Xianle Prince Yueshen?"

Saburo smiled and said, "Didn't you say that I know everything? Of course I also know how to draw."

Although this is a very lame answer, but his attitude is open, as if he is not worried about Xie Lian's suspicion, nor is he afraid of him questioning. Xie Lian also smiled and did not mention it. At this moment, there was a commotion outside. The two looked up at the same time and looked at each other.

I just heard someone knock on the door suddenly, saying: "Daxian! It's incredible, Daxian, help!"

Xie Lian opened the door and saw a group of people standing at the door, forming a circle. When the village chief saw him open the door, he was overjoyed and said, "Da Xian! This person seems to be dying! Hurry up and save him!"

As soon as Xie Lian heard that the person was dying, he hurried up to check. I saw a Taoist man surrounded by a group of villagers, unkempt, covered in yellow sand, with tattered clothes and soles and shoes. It seemed that he had been running around for many days, and finally he couldn’t hold back and passed out before being carried over. Thanks for the pity: "Don't panic, you're not dead." He leaned down and tapped the man a few times. During the process, he discovered that some of the objects hanging on the Taoist's body, such as gossip, iron swords, etc., were all effective instruments. It seemed that he was not an ordinary Jianghu Taoist, and his heart sank. Not long after, the Taoist woke up hoarsely, and asked in a hoarse voice, "...Where is this place?"

The village chief said, "This is Bodhisattva Village!"

The Taoist murmured: "...Come out, I came out, and finally escaped..."

He looked around, suddenly opened his eyes, and said in horror, "Help, help, help!"

Xie Lian had already anticipated this kind of reaction. He said: "This fellow Daoist, what's going on, whose life is being saved, what's the matter, don't be in a hurry, make it clear slowly."

The villagers also said: "Yes, don't be afraid, we have a great immortal here, and he will definitely settle everything for you!"

Thanks: "???"

This group of villagers didn't actually see him show any divine power, but they really regarded him as a living god. Xie Lian didn't know what to say, thinking: "Everything will be settled, this is really not guaranteed." The man said, "Where did you come from?"

The man said: "I...I came from Banyueguan!"

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other: "Where is Banyueguan?" "I've never heard of it!"

Thanks for the pity: "Banyueguan is located in the northwest area, which is very far from here. How did you come here?"

The man said, "I... I managed to escape with great difficulty."

He spoke incoherently and was emotionally unstable. In this situation, the more people around, the more difficult it is to speak. They talk a lot, and they can't speak clearly or hear clearly. Thanks for pity: "Go in and talk."

He gently mentioned the Taoist man, helped him into the house, turned around and said to the villagers, "Please go back, everyone, and stop watching."

The villagers were very enthusiastic: "Da Xian, what's wrong with him!" "Yes, what's going on?" "If you have any difficulties, please help!"

The more enthusiastic they are, the less they will be able to help. Xie Lian couldn't, so he had to lower his voice and said solemnly: "This... may be evil."

The villagers were shocked. If you're in the middle of the evil, then it's okay! Don't look at it, and quickly disperse it. Xie Lian laughed, closed the door, and Saburo was still sitting at the table, playing with chopsticks in his hands. He looked at the man, his eyes were full of scrutiny, and thanked him for his pity: "It's okay, you continue to eat."

He let the Daoist sit down, stood by himself, and said, "This fellow Daoist, I am the spectator of this place, and I am also a practitioner. Don't be nervous, if you have anything, you can talk about it. If you can help Maybe I can do my best. You just said, what happened to Banyueguan?"

The Taoist took a few breaths and seemed to be in a place with few people. After listening to his words of comfort, he finally calmed down and said, "Have you never heard of this place?"

Xie pity said: "I have heard it. Banyue is locked in an oasis in the Gobi. The night of the half-moon is very beautiful. It can be said to be a beautiful beauty, so it is named after it."

The man said: "Oasis? Beautiful scenery? That was a hundred or two hundred years ago. Now, it's almost the same as half-life!"

Xie Lian was stunned and said, "How do you say it?"

The Taoist's face turned blue, terrifyingly blue, and said, "Because no matter who goes from there, at least half of the people will disappear without a trace, isn't it half-life?"

I really haven't heard that. Thanks for the pity: "Who heard this from?"

The man said: "I didn't listen to anyone, I saw it with my own eyes!" He sat up and said, "There is a caravan passing there, knowing that this place is evil, and invited our entire division to escort the escort. , in the end..." He said sadly and indignantly: "In the end, I was the only one left after this trip!"

Xie Lian raised his hand, motioned him to sit down, don't get excited, and said, "How many people are there in your party?"

The man said: "My entire division, plus the caravan, there are about 60 people!"

More than sixty people. The female ghost Xuan Ji had been in chaos for a hundred years, and in the end, the number of murdered strangers calculated by the Lingwen Hall did not reach 200. And listening to this person, it seems that this kind of thing has been going on for more than a hundred years. If so many people disappear every time, it will add up. Xie Lian asked: "When did the Banyue Pass become the Half-Life Pass, when did it start?"

The man said: "About one hundred and fifty years ago, it started after it became a demonic place."

Thanks for the pity, I have to ask him carefully about their murders and the "demon Dao" in his mouth. However, since the conversation until now, there has always been something in his heart that feels wrong. When it comes to this, he can't hide his heart. That weird feeling disappeared, so I stopped talking and frowned slightly.

At this time, Saburo suddenly said a word.

He said, "You escaped all the way from Banyueguan?"

The man said: "Yeah, alas! Nine deaths and one life."

Saburo said "oh" and stopped talking. However, with just this sentence, Xie Lian realized that something was wrong.

He turned around and said warmly, "Then you must have been thirsty when you escaped all the way."

The man was startled. Xie Lian had already put a bowl of water in front of him and said, "There is water here, this fellow Daoist, come and take a sip."

Facing the bowl of water, a flash of yawn flashed across the Taoist's face. Xie Lian stood aside, with his hands in his sleeves, and waited quietly.

This Taoist came from the northwest and fled all the way in a hurry. He must be thirsty and hungry. Judging from his appearance, it does not seem that he has had leisure to eat and drink on the road.

However, after he woke up and said so much, he never made any requests to drink and eat. After he entered the house, facing the food and water on the table, he had no desire at all, and he didn't even look at it.

This is really, not like a living person.