Regardless of the outcome, when the battle ended, everyone breathed a long sigh of relief, dragged their tired bodies back, looked at each other, and felt that it was good to be alive.
Zamao Xiaodao was concerned about the injury on his uncle's left hand. The uncle moved a few times and told us that it was okay. Mrs. Ke's Double Dragon Diamond Scissors were indeed a good magic weapon, but she used them improperly and expected something wrong.
, so it only destroyed the simulated skin on the surface of the arm, but the structure inside was not damaged at all.
Fortunately, she didn't bring the scissors, otherwise the uncle would really not be able to explain to his third brother.
We took a closer look and found that the workmanship of my uncle's prosthetic hand was indeed exquisite and solid. It was considered a conscientious product and there was no damage at all. After confirming that there was no danger, we walked to the funeral shed where Mrs. Ke and others had just hypnotized the hand.
The villagers are now waking up one after another, and some even earlier saw the scene where the thunder was caused by the miscellaneous hair path.
The villagers were trembling with fear, some ran away without a trace, some knelt on the ground and kowtowed fiercely, and in addition to these, some were covered by the collapsed tomb.
The funeral shed was just built with a few wooden stakes and three-color plastic sheets. Even if it fell, no one would be crushed to death. I'm afraid a few unlucky villagers would be hit by the wood and get some holes.
They opened the mourning shed and rescued the people inside. Then Zamao Xiaodao and Ciyuan Pavilion's Shaodong's family helped calm the villagers in front, telling them not to panic or mess up the order.
I am not good at words, especially when faced with this group of angry and sad ordinary villagers, so I had no choice but to lend a helping hand.
Zamao Xiaodao was very eloquent, and the moment he triggered the thunder was so heart-wrenching, so after a lecture, the trembling villagers finally accepted the reality, some cried loudly, and some
Some fell to their knees numbly on the ground and remained silent. Of course, many people rushed home to verify the death of their family members with their own eyes.
The souls of those dead corpses that were hung upside down from the beams had been struck by five thunders from the sky, and their souls were scattered. The corpses left behind were also highly poisonous. Ciyuan Pavilion was doing this kind of business, and the three survivors
The shopkeeper was not idle either, and led the villagers to properly dispose of the dead bodies to avoid secondary infection.
These people walked around and naturally saw the dead lake mud dragon on the ground. They were inevitably frightened again. However, they were frightened too much and became numb, so they adapted a little and continued to do what they were doing.
matter.
Yizijian acted as he said. Now that he had agreed that the dragon pearl would belong to him, he did not move the body of the lake mud dragon at all. He found more than a dozen strong laborers from the village, came to the depression rising from the mountain beside the village, and then dug
A deep pit emerged. Naturally, this work of digging a pit cannot be accomplished overnight, but with the participation of practitioners like us, it is not difficult. A dozen hoes were flying up and down, and it was completed in a short time. Ciyuan and we
Ge and others carried the lake mud earth dragon into a deep pit, burned talismans and prayed on the path of mixed hair, and performed some ashram, which was considered to have saved the beast from the dead.
Then they cover the earth, bury it deeply, and warn the villagers that this is a dragon. With it sitting in the village, it can protect the peace and good weather in the village. If anyone becomes greedy or careless and misses the
Once the news is out and the soil is dug, the village will encounter a great disaster in the future. No one will be able to escape, and the entire village will cease to exist.
We said it seriously, and the frightened villagers all nodded their heads and obeyed, and no one dared to comply.
The next step was to collect the rest of the corpses. After everything was done, I took out the mobile phone inside the tarpaulin and found that there was no signal. The feedback I received from the villagers revealed that Ke Hailing and others had already cut off the phone lines in the village.
Lost contact with the outside world.
I found an elder in the village and asked him to send two young men to the nearest village to find a phone number to call the police. In addition, I also gave them Zhao Xingrui’s phone number and asked them to contact the person who is responsible for this kind of thing.
Department, come to solve the problem. I also specifically asked that a genetic test be done on the coke.
At this time, the heavy rain had subsided, and only a slight drizzle was floating. Watching the villagers leave, I, Zamao Xiaodao, my uncle, Yizijian and the others from Ciyuan Pavilion stood in front of the tomb of Dilong in the lake mud, feeling as if they were lost.
Then Fang Yi asked Mr. Huang Chenqu, "Uncle Huang, where is my father?"
Yizijian glanced at us, pondered for a while, and then said it was nearby, and I would take you there right away.
We didn't talk, but the young master of Ciyuan Pavilion thought of something and told Yizijian that he wanted to take us to meet his father to discuss cooperation matters. Hearing the young master talk like this, Yizijian frowned again.
Looking back at Shopkeeper Tian next to him, Shopkeeper Tian knew that the pig butcher had misunderstood, so he made it clear about the previous negotiation agreement. Now that he knew that what we came here this time was just for the ambergris, not to snatch the real thing from them.
dragon.
Yizijian felt a little relieved. He lowered his head and thought for a while, but couldn't make a decision. He just said that they would go to the meeting together and wait for what old friend Fang would say.
Everything has been decided, and the rest may require people from the Religious Bureau to come and finish the rest. We did not stay in this village any longer, but left the village and walked west along the lake. The road was muddy after the heavy rain.
We were soaked by the rain and were a little exhausted, so we couldn't walk smoothly. What's more, we had to take turns carrying three corpses who died at the hands of the Evil Spirit Cult, which was very difficult.
After walking for a few miles, Yizijian finally suppressed the hidden wounds left by Yang Zhixiu's battle and told us to walk along the lake and stop if we saw lights on the water, and he
, then go and notify Ciyuan Pavilion’s large troops, and then come to meet us.
This method was the best, as there was no need to hurry. We finally breathed a sigh of relief and walked slowly.
The woman among the three deceased was Fang Yi's partner. In ancient times, she was the role of a maid. However, this maid was beautiful and smart, even prettier than Fang Yi. It was a pity to die. Seeing this dead partner
, Fang Yi finally had no intention of entangled with Zamao Xiaodao, and she wept alone beside Shopkeeper Tian who was carrying the poor girl on his back.
However, although the young master of Ciyuan Pavilion was also sad, he was quite difficult to deal with. He followed me and Zamao Xiaodao closely, asking us for advice on the principles of spiritual practice, and wanted to know why we could have such great achievements at such an age.
Achievement.
This so-called practice is nothing more than the four words "Dharma, practice, enlightenment and practice". Dharma is the method of practice, practice is the will to practice diligently, enlightenment means understanding and understanding, and practice means personal practice. This is repeated on the road of practice.
The process is not easy at all. As for other opportunities, let's forget about it. There is no free lunch in the world. Even if I am lucky, I study hard and practice hard on weekdays. I have been wandering on the edge of life and death countless times before I have a little confidence.
, it is difficult to explain clearly in just a few words.
This long story is short, but it lasted for more than an hour. Just when we were getting tired from walking, someone in front of us shouted: "Light, light, there is a light on the lake!"
I was chatting with the young master's family for a while. I turned around and saw a dozen lights rising on the mist-covered lake, slowly walking towards the way we came.
It was a long boat. It was neither a fishing boat of ordinary fishermen, nor a motorized iron-shelled lake boat, nor an ordinary cement boat used to transport sand and gravel. Instead, it looked like a large boat from ancient times, tall and tall.
There are carved pavilions and railings on the ship's side, and there are cabins on the ship's surface, which can accommodate an unknown number of stones. There are four oars sticking out from the side, and there are sails on them, which is quite strange.
Seeing the boat, the young master's family was also a little excited and said excitedly: "Ah, my father has got all the treasures in the hands of the old man in Changde, and things are going smoothly!"
Shopkeeper Tian from Ciyuan Pavilion took out a whistle from his arms and blew three long and two short whistles. The boat reacted and began to pick its head and move closer to the shore. Fang Yi was excited.
He rushed to the lake and shouted loudly: "Daddy, it's me, Fang Yi, we are here!"
The boats on the lake also responded, asking us to wait here and not leave.
The big ship couldn't reach the shore, so two small boats were released over there. After a while, they rowed closer. Naturally, the person standing on the leading small boat was Mr. Huang Chenqu, a Yi Zi Jian, and the one behind him was standing
A short, fat middle-aged man with a slicked back hair. Before the boat landed, Fang Yi couldn't help it anymore and rushed towards the short, fat middle-aged man, crying loudly: "Daddy, woo woo, moon
Yue died, and Li Xinru’s Yu Yue and the two shopkeepers were also murdered. They were killed by bad guys..."
The girl cried so hard that the short, fat middle-aged man tried to comfort her, and finally said with a wry smile: "I told you earlier, it is very dangerous to come here this time, and you will almost die. I told you not to come, but you came here instead, look.
Look, you know how powerful it is, right?"
Fang Yi shook her head violently and said no, you and your brother are here, how can I stay at home?
This middle-aged man is Fang Hongjin, the helmsman of Ciyuan Pavilion. As the leader of the most profitable spiritual sect, he has quite a businessman temperament and acts very thoughtfully. After comforting his daughter, he turned around and talked to us.
He raised his hands and said hello: "The three of you are Xiao Yingwu, Xiao Keming's uncle and nephew, and brother Lu Zuo. I just heard Brother Huang say that it was you who saved me, the shopkeepers of Ciyuan Pavilion, and my pair of children.
I have recorded my kindness and will definitely repay it in the future!"
Fang Hongjin laughed heartily and came over to shake hands with us. His palms were broad and soft, and he shook my hand tightly, looking very enthusiastic.
Among the three of us, my uncle was the elder, so naturally he was the one to answer. After some pleasantries, my uncle brought up the previous topic and said that we came to Dongting Lake this time just for the ambergris. If everyone
The goals are similar, so why not cooperate and achieve a win-win situation? What do you think, Master?
The smile of the master of Ciyuan Pavilion faded a little, he was silent and began to look at us.