Chapter five hundred and thirty fourth uninvited guests
Chapter 534 Uninvited Guest
Su Qianqian raised her sleeves and wiped the tears on her cheeks, gripped the hilt of the soft sword at her waist, and followed Lu Heng towards the mountain in large strides. (《》)
After entering the mountain gate, Lu Heng refused to stay for a moment. He led the people and followed the crowd towards the cliff behind the mountain.
"Sir, look at those people..." At this moment, Yan Yunwei stepped forward quickly, pointed at some tough-faced, burly men in the crowd, and lowered his voice and said to Lu Heng: "They look like
Officers and soldiers!”.
When Lu Heng heard this, he frowned and turned his head, looking in the direction pointed by Yanyun Wei.
I saw a dozen stern-looking and burly men scattered in the crowd like a torrent, walking towards the cliff with the crowd. These people had cold eyes, neat movements, and steady steps.
A person with great skills.,
After seeing the shoes on their feet, Lu Heng's eyes suddenly froze.
"People from Nanying?"
Lu Heng felt happy, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he was extremely surprised.
While Lu Heng was looking at them, these people who came out of Nanying also saw a group of extremely tough men beside the scholar.
However, these people in the southern camp must have something to do, and something important to do. Therefore, they just narrowed their eyes at Lu Heng and the others, warned them, and then headed straight towards the cliff.
"Could it be..."
Lu Heng looked at the few Nanying soldiers who had disappeared into the crowd. He was puzzled. He frowned and thought, "Could it be that the people from Nanying were also involved in this matter?"
Although the voice was not loud, Yan Yunwei, who was the personal guard beside him, still accidentally heard it.
These five big and three thick men stared at the three Taoist priests in front of them who were wearing apricot yellow Taoist robes and carrying peach wood swords. They sneered and said: "Hey, who doesn't have relatives?"
These demons must have offended my relatives in Nanying. That’s why they came to settle the score!”
After Lu Heng heard this, his eyes lit up. He turned his head, looked at this man with broad shoulders and round waist, and asked with a smile: "You mean, these people from Nanying are here to rescue their relatives?"
When the eavesdropping was discovered, the man quickly withdrew his gaze and said to Lu Heng with a smile on his face: "This is just a random guess for a humble job, hehe!"
As he spoke, the man scratched his head and laughed dryly, fearing that Lu Heng would blame him for interrupting.
However, after hearing this, Lu Heng thought about these words seriously. Then he smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Haha, your guess makes sense! By the way, what's your name?"
"Bizhi's surname is Jiang Minghao! The gentleman in the village named him Jieshi again!" The man bowed respectfully and replied.
The corner of Lu Heng's mouth twitched, and he glanced at this historical celebrity with wide eyes. After taking a deep breath, he extended his thumb and praised sincerely: "What a name!"
The man scratched his head and laughed, a flower squeezed out of his fleshy face.
"Jiang Hao, I have a task for you!" Lu Heng's eyes followed a Taoist priest who walked out of the hall, and he said to the historical celebrity next to him in a calm voice.
"Sir, please tell me!" Jiang Hao cupped his hands and accepted the order in a deep voice.
"Have you seen that Taoist demon who is wearing a purple gold robe and looks like a human, demon or dog?" Lu Heng stretched out his hand and called the Taoist priest a demon without any politeness. Such a disdainful tone shocked the few people walking around him.
, their faces changed drastically, and they all ran away, for fear of being implicated by this person and getting into trouble.
"Well, it doesn't look like a good thing at first glance!" Jiang Hao took a sip of saliva and cursed. ("")
Lu Heng smiled and waved Jiang Hao over.
"He is the headmaster of Zhongyue Temple, Master Yuyang. Wait a moment, after he leaves the Zen room, you will go..." Lu Heng gave instructions in Jiang Hao's ear, and Jiang Hao's eyes sparkled as he listened.
Hehe smiled and nodded.
"Don't worry, military advisor, I've done this no less than twenty times, I'm good at it! Young Master, just watch it!" Jiang Hao laughed loudly, took big steps, and headed toward the Taoist wearing purple and gold robes vigorously.
Go.
"What did you say to him?" Su Qianqian's mood had calmed down a lot at this time. When she saw Jiang Hao staring at the Taoist priest with a ferocious smile on his face and following him, she stepped forward to ask out of curiosity.
Lu Heng stretched out his hand and wiped away a crystal teardrop on Su Qianqian's cheek, and said with a smile: "Let him put on a good show!"
Passing through the back gate of Zhongyue Temple, nestled among the green mountains, is a wide platform that can accommodate a thousand people.
Around the platform, there are densely decorated apricot-yellow flags with cinnabar symbols and seals. Under the flags, young Taoist priests carrying swords stand guarding the flags without squinting. In the center of the platform, there is a row of long bluestones.
An altar was built that was tens of meters long. On the altar, there were evenly placed futons with brocade cotton cushions inside. And in the center of the altar, there was a protruding square bluestone.
On the bluestone, there are candles, incense burners, talisman paper and ink pens, and pig heads and beef. In front of the bluestone, nineteen Taoist priests are surrounded by a demon Taoist wearing a purple and green Taoist robe, with a gray beard, and a rather fairy-like spirit.
Surrounded by the bluestone, the altar with incense and candles was guarded in a fan shape.
Behind the platform is an abyss as deep as ten thousand feet.
At this time, the mountain breeze swept across. Incense smoke was swirling and white feathers were flying. Thousands of people gathered on the platform, and the crowd was buzzing.
Dozens of women with haggard faces and dull eyes, supported by their family members, knelt at the front, their hair disheveled, like ghosts.
After the tea time, the demon Taoist dressed in a purple and green Taoist robe who was surrounded by many young Taoist priests stood up, threw the fly whisk in his hand on his arm, made a finger gesture with his fingers, and calculated in a decent manner.
After they were separated, he coughed and loudly announced the beginning of the sacrificial activity: "Boys and girls, here you go!"
After giving the order, hundreds of young Taoist priests walked out from the back door of Zhongyue Temple.
In their arms, the children, who were less than a month old, were crying so heart-wrenchingly.
And when the children were taken out, the women who were kneeling in front of them cried like crazy, crying loudly for their children who were waiting to be fed, and rushed towards the children regardless of their lives. And those who were guarding them
The officers and soldiers also showed unbearable expressions on their faces. However, after being swept away by the cold eyes of the Taoist priests, these government officials had no choice but to bite the bullet and suppress the ladies under the sticks to the ground again.
For a time, there was a lot of crying in the venue. Sadness like a mist with the breath of death enveloped this famous Taoist mountain with a history of thousands of years, just like a funeral.
And when those babies who were not yet full moon were placed on the altar by the Taoist priests, the hundreds of Nanying sergeants hidden in the crowd suddenly changed their faces and their breathing became heavier. They slowly stretched out their hands
, reached into his arms, and then turned their heads together, locking their eyes on one of the men with dark skin, wearing a bamboo hat, and hiding his figure in gray clothes.
But the man in gray lowered his head and his expression moved slightly. Just from the corner of his eye, he was looking at the scholar with more than fifty guards who was more than ten meters away. He seemed to be waiting for his move.
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However, the scholar in the green gown still looked calm until now. Occasionally he would turn around and look behind him at the back door of the Zhongyue Temple.
When Master Yuyang of Zhongyue Temple and Qiu Qianren, the prefect of Zhengzhou, walked out of the back door hand in hand under the escort of numerous officials and Taoist priests, a smile finally appeared on the scholar's face that had not changed for thousands of years.
After Master Yuyang and Qiu Qianren made concessions, Qiu Qianren finally stepped onto the high platform.
Qiu Qianren raised his hand to wipe a few tears in a coquettish manner, and then became very excited and generously stated the importance of the mountain god to the people of Zhengzhou. As he spoke, the prefect, who likes to eat human milk, did not forget to use his words without hesitation.
With his blazing eyes concealed, he glanced at the miserable women who were kneeling in front of the crowd, who had just given birth and had abundant milk. Then he coughed and solemnly announced the start of the sacrificial activities.
"recite……!"
"Amitabha! As a cultivator, it's okay to not think about mercy and save others. But instead, I committed such sins that are worse than pigs and dogs. What a sin, what a sin!!"
Just when Qiu Qianren was about to announce the chanting of sutras and open the sacrificial hall, a sound of Buddha's name that shocked everyone suddenly sounded like thunder in the square.
This voice was like a thunderbolt from the blue, so loud and powerful that it made everyone present turn pale.
After everyone on the platform heard the Buddha's name, they couldn't help but squat down and cover their ears. Even the smoke cloud guards beside Lu Heng were shocked by the Buddha's name, and the true energy in their bodies surged.
His face turned pale.
The crowd dispersed, and a fat monk wearing a tattered gray robe and a patched cassock slowly walked out of the crowd.
The monk stood on the spot, first recited the Buddha's name, then stretched out his fleshy fingers, stared at the evil-looking Master Yuyang, and cursed: "You, you demon, a beast, a scumbag."
After scolding him, the fat monk ignored the ferocious look on Master Yuyang's face, but looked away, pointed at Qiu Qianren, who had a strange expression on the stage, and said sarcastically: "And you, as a party
Parents and officials do not want to be loyal to the emperor, serve the country, and care for the people. Instead, they harm one party and harm the people under the rule. They are worse than animals! Why didn't your father shoot you against the wall back then? Why did you let this harm be born? Amitabha
, What a sin, the poor monk broke the precepts again!!"
A hearty rebuke made all the conscientious people present feel proud and happy. For a time, the people in the scene were excited and applauded. Especially the women who were pushed to the ground, even more
He cried out in sorrow and almost choked with tears.
In the field, the momentum grew stronger and stronger. And some people had already begun to attack the defense line of the officials, and the situation seemed to be out of control.
On the stage, when Master Yuyang saw that something was wrong, he stood up from his chair, pointed at the fat monk who suddenly appeared, and said to the Taoist priests in the field: "This is unreasonable. Come on, take down this monster monk!"