Chapter 144 Purification Ritual: Centennial Bug 2 in 1
Chapter 144 Purification Ceremony Centennial Insect (2 in 1)
Zheng Xiu stared angrily, and without hesitation, he rushed toward the fire.
A dozen strong, dark-skinned farmers looked handsome and fierce at first sight, so they looked ferocious, carrying pitchforks and hoes, and stepped forward to stop him.
Even if Zheng Xiu didn't use magic, his physique was not impressive. With three punches and two kicks, he kicked away the farmer who came to stop him. Zheng Xiu stepped on the fire and pulled up the pillar inserted in the fire.
"Killing! Killing! Killing!"
Among the onlookers, a thin old woman pointed at the injured Zheng Xiu and screamed.
Zheng Xiu jumped out of the fire and walked to the side, carrying a pillar on his body. He used his hands to break the hemp rope as thick as his thumb with a little force. The woman holding the baby's eyes widened and stared at Zheng in horror.
Xiu, his legs kept kicking the ground, he hugged the baby in his arms tightly and moved backwards.
"Monk!"
Like a human beast, Zheng Xiu stepped on the floor with a clang. He held a strong man by the collar in one hand and threw them ten meters away. He pulled the monk up and was somewhat speechless: "You can save people if you save them.
Why don't you use thaumaturgy to get yourself involved?"
The monk glanced at the frightened woman not far away, breathed a sigh of relief, and then said with a smile: "Brother Zheng, didn't you say you want to keep a low profile?"
Therefore, Zheng Xiu, who was wary, listened to the conversation between the two. He took the initiative to walk up to the child known as the "Sixteenth Generation Pure Witch" and said calmly: "Since you can't speak, take me to see your grandfather."
, I want to know what is going on. To be honest, Zheng does not want to interfere with your customs, but it is difficult for Zheng to let you watch you burn innocent people to death."
The old man stepped forward and turned to one of the pages for Zheng Xiu.
"No," Zheng Xiu shook his head: "Although I don't know the inside story, it is obviously Ye Weiyang's responsibility."
The man's face was filled with tears, and he was about to help the woman up. Suddenly, the tightly wrapped swaddling clothes let out a weak cry. The man was so frightened that he trembled all over, sat down on the ground, and crawled back on his hands and feet as if to avoid the plague.
.
The thaumaturge who followed the path of "divine witchcraft" did not leave a good impression on Zheng Xiu.
"Wow!"
The woman was in shock and whispered to herself: "Don't burn my baby... don't burn my baby... don't burn my baby..."
"Where did these two people come from? They don't look like they are from the town."
Zheng Xiu stood up. After learning that this incident might be related to the "suspicious case", Zheng Xiu had been wary of his surroundings, worried that what happened here would attract Ye Weiyang. But this place is located on the southwest border of Daqian, let alone
Ye Weiyang and the garrison, not even the county magistrate.
Under the mask, a young face was revealed, with panic in his eyes.
I saw Xiaozhao shaking a rickety old man who was over seventy years old and with white hair and beard walking out of the house.
"Yes." Zheng Xiu grabbed his hair hard, said softly first, and then said again as if he was bored: "Yes."
The Shen Tiao Wu raised his right hand and shouted to the others: "They are from outside!"
Inside the tightly wrapped swaddling clothes was a sallow-complexioned child with delicate eyebrows and facial features somewhat similar to that of a woman. At this moment, the child was curled up, with his eyes closed tightly and his lips licking from time to time.
"Look, I saved you mother and son just now. Since I can save you, I won't harm you. I just want to take a look and see why they set the fire."
An old man, not knowing who gave him the courage, picked up a few wrinkled vegetable leaves from the basket and threw them to the monk.
"Outlanders, get out!"
Ruchen's head came closer.
Zheng Xiu looked at the child and noticed that there were "birthmarks" on the child's face and neck that were similar to mold spots. They were dark green in color and extended into the body.
Ye Weiyang chased them all the way in order to trap Fengbei in the scroll. In Ruchen's eyes, Ye Weiyang seemed to have become a "big villain" who harmed the people, which Ruchen despised. But it was Ye Weiyang who was in Daqian In the dynasty, he is responsible for matters related to the mystery.
At this time, there was a commotion outside the crowd. An old man holding a cane, trotting all the way panting, pushed through the crowd and squeezed in. He hurriedly said to Jingwu Xiaozhao who was at a loss: "Master Jingwu, the fifteenth generation, the fifteenth generation is back." Got it!"
Not to mention why the residents of the town wanted to burn the woman and child alive, the woman who was rescued from the fire did not show any gratitude at all. She just sat on the ground, holding the baby in her arms tightly, horrified. Looking at the two outsiders.
Zheng Xiu knew the meaning of Ruchen's words.
"Everyone stop it!"
"Xiao Monk does not have a biological sister. If there is one after Xiao Monk finds his true self, Xiao Monk hopes that your younger sister can get acquainted with Brother Zheng and have a glimpse of Brother Zheng's style."
Ruchen's question suddenly reminded Zheng Xiu of the look in Xiao Fengbei's eyes beneath his disheveled face when he suffered a family change twenty years ago.
Zheng Xiu felt that the atmosphere was weird, too weird.
The old man had almost no nonsense and no self-introduction. He gave Zheng Xiu the answer he wanted at the beginning.
"You're still alive! You're still alive!"
This process went so smoothly that Zheng Xiu became even more curious about the inner story of this "Human Burning Ceremony", so he sat down on the stone table in the yard and read ancient books.
Only then did Ruchen realize: "Brother Zheng, you mean..."
At this time, the child screamed, and Zheng Xiu realized that when the child made a sound, it was not "crying" like ordinary children because they were in trouble or hungry. It was not so much crying, let alone... "crying".
They dare to hit monks, but they dare not hit macho men.
"..."
"Get out!"
It's not so much a birthmark as it is something weird growing on the baby.
What's going on?
As soon as Zheng Xiu saw the Shen Tiao Witch, he thought of the Xiangu Temple. When he thought of the Xiangu Temple, he thought of the Fairy Girl. When he thought of the Fairy Girl, he thought of the half-human, half-insect monster. With a cold look on his face, Zheng Xiu's figure was like lightning, and he punched the thin man The magical witch was smashed away.
The yard was overgrown with withered grass and piled with fallen leaves. There was a stone table in the yard covered with dust. It was obvious that no one had lived there for a long time.
While Zheng Xiu was checking on the baby, the fire burning on the fire was gradually burning out. They were still here, indicating that they wanted to "intervene". The crowd dared not to attack, but because of the bravery of the strong man, they not only moved randomly, but also became deadlocked for a while.
The monk took out a tattered fan from nowhere, shook his head and said solemnly: "Is this girl injured?"
"Outlanders, get out of Jingtang Town!"
Under the mask is a child. To be precise, he is a child who is only about twelve or thirteen years old.
In the strange atmosphere, a middle-aged man in simple clothes pushed through the crowd and stumbled up to the woman who was almost killed in the fire.
The young man suddenly understood and said: "My name is Xiaozhao, I am the 16th generation of 'purification witch' in Jingtang Town. We are conducting a 'purification ceremony'. I know that you two don't know the inside story, but this is our internal matter in Jingtang." , no outsiders are allowed to interfere.”
Ruchen looked at Zheng Xiu with an extremely serious look and said word by word: "Brother Zheng, if Fengbei's benefactor was here, would she interfere in this matter?"
Ruchen was walking in front, and Zheng Xiu was behind, alert to the surroundings. He made up his mind that once he found a raven, he would quickly kill it with his ultimate move, and he would not care if it shocked the world.
"Be careful! It's a divine witch."
Ruchen was stunned for a moment when he heard the words and didn't understand. But after thinking about it thoroughly, Ruchen raised his hands happily: "Brother Zheng is so righteous!"
The crowd dispersed and a path separated.
Zheng Xiu rolled his eyes.
Zheng Xiu threw the mask back to the boy.
Zheng Xiu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked: "How many times have you performed this purification ceremony recently?"
Zheng Xiu subconsciously looked at the sky, becoming wary.
The monk and the macho man looked at each other.
Everyone watched with complicated expressions as Zheng Xiu and Ruchen followed Xiao Zhao away.
Zheng Xiu was silent and looked up at the others. After the Shen Tiao Witch revealed his true face, the residents of the town were not surprised at all. They still looked at the two outsiders with anger mixed with fear.
There's something wrong with the baby.
Zheng Xiu did not know the inside story of the "purification ceremony" hosted by Jingtang Jingwu Xiaozhao. But what he saw under his spiritual vision could not be faked. There was something wrong with the baby.
Ruchen was still laughing, wiping away the blood with his sleeves, stroking his bald head without saying anything.
Zheng Xiu looked at the "Shen Tiao Witch" with a strange expression.
Zheng Xiu nodded.
There are currently no ravens circling.
"If you don't hit Brother Zheng who is tall and hard, why would you hit this little monk instead?"
Zheng Xiuyin sensed it, so he shook the point and lost a moderate number.
Leave this girl alone, right?
Ruchen was stunned.
Although this metaphor is crude, Zheng Xiu indeed thinks so.
"Two big brothers."
Outside the circle, old, weak, women and children stood far away, lowering their heads and whispering.
"That's right! I won't come back sooner or later, but I'm back at this time!" The old man put his hand on his chest to smoothen his breath: "The fifteenth generation learned about this and said he wanted to meet two foreign guests!"
Jingwu Xiaozhao was stunned when he heard this: "Grandpa is back?"
Zheng Xiuyou was so angry that he was speechless and could only give Ruchen a thumbs up.
"ah?"
"You, what are you doing! Where did you come from? Why are you stopping us from purifying the dirt!"
"That's not true. Since the two guests must interfere in the purification ceremony of Jingtang, if they don't explain clearly, it will be difficult to carry out the purification ceremony. In the end, it will only increase the sadness." The old man comforted.
It is said to be a town, but in fact it is a place where local people live. The two-person-high earthen wall Zheng Xiu could easily dismantle with his bare hands, which is far from the word "city".
"Aren't you bullying honest people?"
The woman who had been silent during all the changes raised her head, looked at her frightened husband, and hugged the baby tighter: "No one can burn my baby! No one can burn my baby!"
Zheng Xiu nodded, acquiescing to the monk's acquiescence. Under the fearful eyes of everyone, Zheng Xiu walked towards the woman with his head held high.
The 16th generation Jingwu gritted his teeth and reluctantly agreed to take them to meet the 15th generation Jingwu, who was what Xiao Zhao called his grandfather.
"It's not dead yet! It's not dead yet! It's not dead yet!"
Xiao Zhao slapped his head and walked a few steps forward to unlock the door - he seemed to have kept the key on his body. Xiao Zhao asked them to wait outside the courtyard and entered the house. After a while, Xiao Zhao asked Zheng Xiu and
Ruchen walked into the yard.
After Zheng Xiu broke in, the dancing Shen Tiao Shaman had already stopped dancing and let out strange screams.
Ruchen laughed dumbly and said in surprise: "You mean...that Ye Weiyang?"
Maybe it was because Zheng Xiu was handsome, or maybe it was because of the fact that the tough man was determined to save people. The woman finally let down her guard and carefully opened the swaddling clothes to reveal the baby inside.
Ruchen returned to normal at this moment, cursing as he picked off the vegetable leaves on his bald head and threw them at his feet, while scratching his head and wondering.
"It's a foreigner!"
The monk wiped away the nosebleed and ran to comfort the frightened woman.
The woman raised her head blankly and held the swaddling clothes by her side.
There was an unpleasant musty smell in the air. The old man was holding a thread-bound ancient book in his hand. The writing on the ancient book had long since turned yellow and faded, and he could only barely make out it. It was an antique from many years ago.
"Ouch!"
"Hmph," before Zheng Xiu could say anything, the monk snorted coldly: "Why do you have to burn a helpless woman and child alive? But, Brother Zheng, you go ahead and do your business. Leave this to me.
Just come and deal with it. If there is any injustice on the road, I can’t just watch you burn the living people to death.”
Zheng Xiu nodded seriously: "Yes, that Ye Weiyang."
As he spoke, a drop of dazzling nosebleed slowly dripped from the monk's nostrils.
Zheng Xiu immediately pulled Ruchen aside: "We don't need to worry about this matter."
"Cuihua! Cuihua!"
Before leaving, Zheng Xiu looked back and found that all the people were looking at the woman and the baby in her arms with fear on their faces, hiding far away. Zheng Xiu quickly thought of the vivid faces.
, a young man mustered up the courage to confess that he suffers from Hualiu in the land of fireworks. Everyone, including men and women, had mixed expressions of fear, fear and hatred.
"Grandpa wants to see them?" Xiaozhao suddenly became nervous: "Grandpa, does he think Xiaozhao didn't do well?"
Zheng Xiu squatted in front of the woman and smiled slightly: "Zheng means no harm. Can I take a look at the child?"
At this time, the young man who put on the mask again to cover his expression had been secretly observing the expressions of Ruchen and Zheng Xiu. After seeing that Zheng Xiu did not seem to be a completely unreasonable person, he finally plucked up the courage and said cautiously: "You are
Is it from outside?"
"High your sister."
"Be careful, monk."
The handwriting on the cover of the ancient book has long faded with the passage of time. Among the four words, Zheng Xiu could only distinguish the second word "dark" and the fourth word "lu".
After saying that, Zheng Xiu sighed: "That's why I always don't like my conscience, it always delays things!"
The farmers who had been beaten to the ground by Zheng Xiu's three punches and two kicks got up again. Zheng Xiu realized at first that these strong men were ordinary people, so he did not kill them. Now that they had experienced the power of the strong men, they did not dare to step forward and surround them.
into a big circle.
"We seem to have done unnecessary things."
Zheng Xiu was actually wondering what strange things happened in this border town.
As soon as Shen Tiao Wu finished speaking, his eyes blurred, and a thick palm took off his mask.
A group of people came to an almost abandoned house.
Zheng Xiu's eyes were sharp. In his field of vision, the woman holding the baby seemed to be holding a lump of filth that was as solid as substance. The viscous, waxy stench slowly seeped out from the baby's eyes, ears, mouth and nose.
.
If he were here, he might start vomiting as soon as he rolls his eyes.
The macho man's words were like a hammer to the ground, and in an instant, the whispers of others became silent.
The monk's "scholar's inner demon" was instantly frightened away. More and more rotten eggs, overnight steamed buns, and vegetable leaves were thrown at the monk's head with perfect aim. The monk was running around dodging all kinds of "
Hidden weapon", and finally hid behind Zheng Xiu in embarrassment.
"inspiration."
Everyone stopped in unison.
The monk's "scholar's inner demon" bubbled up.
A young and immature voice came out from behind the mask of the divine witch, making Zheng Xiu startled.
Zheng Xiu took two steps back and looked at Shen Tiao Wu warily.
Bang, a rotten egg hit the monk on the head.
"The two little brothers are chivalrous, I understand." The old man sighed: "We have lived in this small place for ten years and hundreds of years, and we have our own rules and customs. If we don't have to, we don't want to burn people alive.
Yeah. You will understand the inside story after reading this ancient book."
The two of them were chased by Ye Weiyang along the way, and they were too sensitive to thaumaturges. Zheng Xiu laughed dumbly. There were thousands of people in the world, but how could there be so many strange people who had glimpsed the door.
At this moment, he was convinced that the "Shen Tiao Shaman" in front of him was not a magical magician who had peeked into the door, but was simply a profession.
The young man took two steps back.
Ruchen was stunned when he heard the words, and then said a little disappointedly: "Brother Zheng said it is what he said." Ruchen quickly covered up the disappointment with a smile, paused, and said: "Brother Zheng, please prepare the supplies quickly and go up the mountain.
, after all, it’s still important to rescue Feng Bei’s benefactor.”
The cover is terrible, and the content recorded inside is barely complete.
This page records an insect called "cotton slough".
Cotton slough has another name, called "100-year-old insect".
This book is at least two hundred years old. The fonts on it are significantly different from the popular Daqian characters today. Zheng Xiu recognized them word by word. Suddenly, when he saw one of the lines, Zheng Xiu's finger sliding on the page suddenly moved.