The noise of the people outside the door was getting louder and louder. Some people had already walked up the steps and approached the crack of the door to listen to what was going on inside. Unfortunately, the people in the Tianwei Taoist Temple inside the door had already been on guard against eavesdropping. After entering the door, I put a Taoist charm on the crack of the door to block the sound from outside.

The man was lying in front of the door and didn't hear anything. He turned around and was dealing with other villagers' inquiries.

At this time, I just heard a "clang" sound,

The two doors were opened from the inside.

The man standing on the steps was startled and almost fell into the arms of Master Gao who opened the door.

Master Gao Zhuang pushed the man on the steps away, then turned sideways and welcomed Mr. Tian Shun out.

As soon as Mr. Tiancenti appeared at the door, all the villagers shouted at him.

Some shouted: "Taoist priest, what's in the temple? Can you see it?"

"It's almost noon, can this matter still be solved?"

"How did Lao Miao Zhu die?"

Mr. Tian Shun ignored the villagers' questions. He looked around the crowd and soon saw the real Chilong in the crowd. Xuan Shezi led a group of Taoists and stood in the corner of the crowd.

"I am about to take advantage of the Yang Qi at noon to open a forum and ask the Dragon God on the River to ask questions about how to solve the problem of pregnant women in nine surrounding villages getting lost and falling into the Minjiang River!

Pindao also has some clues about the cause of Lao Miao Zhu's death -" Mr. Tian Shun said loudly, "There were no stabbing or ax marks on Lao Miao Zhu's chest. He was not killed by any thugs!

He was captured by a dragon!"

"Caught by a dragon?"

"dragon?!"

"Is it Jiang Long King?!"

The people were in an uproar for a while.

Chilong Zhenren squinted his eyes and said nothing at the moment.

Seeing that the Taoist master and disciple did not say anything to refute, Mr. Tian Shun became more courageous, nodded and said: "Exactly!

It was probably the night before that he discovered that a group of prostitutes were devoured by the Jiang Dragon King, so he wanted to report to the Wutong God and ask for help from the gods - but the Jiang Dragon King had already prepared and killed him in advance!

Take out his heart and devour it!"

The people below were suddenly startled and confused, and felt that what Mr. Tian Shun said seemed to make sense.

"This guy must not be able to solve this matter.

At the moment, it seems that he is just trying to make up for it!" Chilong Zhenren looked at Mr. Tian Centi talking on the steps and sneered, "Jiang Longwang kills people and silences them, and Wutong Shen can't save people - how can there be such a human being? The god of thinking?

I’ve never seen someone before!”

The bearded old man turned his head and glanced at Su Wu, and then said: "I'm not in a hurry to expose him now.

Doesn’t he also want to open a forum to ask Jiang Longwang to ask questions and solve the problem of the missing pregnant woman? I want to see what kind of medicine he sells in his gourd!"

The Taoists in Beilu Mountain didn't say much, but they saw Mr. Tian Shun at the entrance of the temple. After fooling the villagers with a few words, they led more than ten red-headed masters out of the temple and followed the path that the crowd spontaneously opened for them. Walk towards the river embankment.

This time, more than a dozen red-headed masters surrounded the female master who was born with celestial eyes.

Carrying her forward,

There is a vague sense of holding her hostage and watching over her.

Su Wu saw this clearly, but didn't pay much attention to it.

Most likely it was a disagreement within the team, but it had nothing to do with the people in Beilu Mountain.

The masters of Tianwei Taoist Temple finally came to solve the problem and immediately attracted most of the villagers from the surrounding ten miles and eight villages. Thousands of people gathered more than ten masters of Tianwei Taoist Temple and walked along the river embankment.

After walking five or seven miles, we descended from a river slope.

Standing on the river slope and looking down, you can immediately see the mouth of the Minjiang River with the river slowly moving and the waves occasionally rolling.

The Shaxi River merges into the Minjiang River from here!

The river breeze blows across the shop surface, bringing a slight chill.

Mr. Tian Shun took a dozen of his disciples and stood by the river. He summoned several village elders and negotiated with them. The village elders ordered the young men to bring tables, chairs, benches, animal sacrifices, incense, paper money and other items.

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Three or five red-headed masters began to arrange the tables, chairs and benches and set up an altar.

But I saw the tall and strong master standing an Eight Immortals table firmly by the river. The long-armed master jumped on the Eight Immortals table with a stool and erected the stool. Then other masters moved the Eight Immortals table and put the table top against it.

The benches form the second level of the altar.

Repeating this cycle, a full five-story altar was erected with the Eight Immortals' table stacked on top of stools, and the stools touching the Eight Immortals' table!

On each level of the altar, there are porcelain bowls with a handful of sand and three sticks of incense stuck in them.

A high altar was erected.

Such acrobatic and highly ornamental rituals of the legislative altar attracted the attention of the surrounding people. When the altar was set up and three or five red-headed masters jumped down from the altar alternately, the people clapped their hands and applauded.

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Several red-headed masters also raised their chins slightly, feeling very embarrassed.

"Open the altar!"

Mr. Tian Shun in front of the altar looked serious. He had an iron sword and a peach wood sword crossed behind his back. He hung a money bag and a gourd around his waist. He held a stick of incense in both hands. All the disciples spoke in a deep voice.

shouted.

All the teachers shouted in unison: "Open the altar!"

More than ten teachers and teachers stood in two rows in front of Mr. Tian Shun.

Mr. Tian Shun held the stick of incense, pressed his feet on the ground, and with a sudden force, he stood up from the ground. He stepped on the shoulders of the two masters, and the two masters each put out a hand to support him.

His ankles were swaying at the same time - the other masters around him moved the feet of these two masters, and lifted the two masters who were supporting Mr. Tian Centi!

In this way, Mr. Tian Shun stood on the shoulders of the two disciples, then moved directly to the highest altar without moving.

Standing on the Eight Immortals Table!

On the Eight Immortals table,

A bill has been set up long ago and the three animals have been laid out.

The pairs of candles are listed.

Mr. Tian Centi put the stick of incense into the incense burner, then twisted another stick of incense and lit it on the opposite candle. He took out a scarecrow from his sleeve, stood it on the table, and put the stick of incense

Light it up and stick it on the scarecrow’s head!

He kept repeating the words in his mouth: "I have received the three-grade Shangqing Sandong sutra urn from the Tianwei Altar of Daoming, and received the treasure urn of the Governor of the Arctic Exorcist Academy. Now I am opening an altar at the mouth of the Shaxi River to perform rituals——

I have received the right seal and have been named Heavenly Cao. The winds of the four seasons should follow me.

I say the wind stops!"

As soon as Mr. Tian Shu finished speaking, the river wind surged around him, causing the flames lit by the stove to sway unsteadily. The curling cigarette was blown by the wind and scattered to unknown places.

The wind doesn't stop.

The golden-robed old Taoist shook out a 'Wish Li Qian' from his pocket without even raising his eyelids.

Put it on the table.

The wishing power attached to the copper coin with indentations around it dissipated instantly, and the river wind surging around suddenly stopped.

The candlelight flickers slightly and the cigarette smoke curls up.

"You can't even calm the wind and offer sacrifices - you still have to devote your efforts and money to clear the way, and your cultivation has gone into the dog's belly!" Chilong Zhenren looked at the scene on the altar from a distance, shook his head and laughed.

He looked at the golden-robed old man placing a bulging bag of vow money on the receipt. He was a little envious for a moment, and said to Su Wu: "If he fails to do what he does and fools the people later, you and I will expose it to our faces."

He, first deduct his packet of wish money and then talk about it!

Vow money has always been extremely rare and difficult to obtain for a Taoist priest who travels all over the world.

The Tianwei Taoist altar relies on the people's support, but it plays with the people's support. It still has such a huge wealth - it is a pity to give these things to them!

After getting this bag of wish power money, I will also make two money swords to play with."

Master Chilong glanced at Su Wu again, and then said: "Give you one."

"good."

Su Wu happily agreed: "I think they wear swords on their waists, and they are all standard swords. They must be secretly related to one or two blacksmith shops. If they go to the Tianwei Taoist altar, I will lend them a blacksmith shop.

Give us some suitable weapons for the Taoists in Beilu Mountain.

——Now your disciples and grandsons are only using sticks to defend themselves. If they really encounter a bad person, the sticks will not work."

"Very good, very good." Master Chilong nodded repeatedly.

The master and apprentice were blending together underneath.

At this time, the long-armed master and the tall and strong master stood on the left and right of the female master, one of them held one of her arms, and then, like Mr. Tian Shun, they were lifted up by the masters and went up to the altar.

The female master was held hostage in front of the altar and sat on a small round stool.
To be continued...