Chapter 95: Weird curse! Burning Buddhist scriptures!
Chapter 97 Weird curse! Burning Buddhist scriptures! (First order requested)
In the blink of an eye, it was already noon the next day.
Although he had half a night and a morning's buffer time, Yun Jiuqing was still a little nervous.
I want her to come back so quickly...
Not an easy task.
last night.
After Yun Jiuqing encountered the strange thing, she didn't even dare to take a breath. She was afraid that another strange thing would suddenly appear and take her life in the blink of an eye.
Plus... after daylight arrived, I had to drive for half a day.
She was exhausted.
Yawning.
But the vague sense of crisis in her heart forced her to cheer up and force her will into a vigilant and tense state.
suddenly.
Yun Jiuqing heard someone talking.
It was Monk Zhikong who was speaking.
Just listen to him say: "Amitabha... Mr. Fan, Mr. Yun, there seems to be a village ahead."
Village?
Yun Jiuqing was startled.
She raised her head, stood on tiptoes, and tried very hard to look into the distance. But no matter how she looked, there was only Fan Wu's burly back in front of her.
Yun Jiuqing was secretly stunned by how tall Daochang Fan was.
Then he trotted to the side of the road, stepped on a stone, and tried to stand on tiptoe to look out.
Then.
Then she saw the village that Monk Zhikong mentioned.
"What a small village." Yun Jiuqing muttered, and then she suddenly felt something was wrong. She suddenly came back to reality, her eyes widened, and she couldn't help but exclaimed: "No! No...no!!"
She immediately shouted: "I followed this official road all the way to Yinghe Prefecture some time ago. Why do I have no impression of this village?!"
Fan Wu looked back at her: "Have you never seen this village before going to Yinghe Mansion?"
Yun Jiuqing nodded heavily: "I've never seen it before!!"
Monk Zhikong's expression also became solemn: "Amitabha... the young monk went to Yinghe Prefecture through another road. If Donor Ruyun remembers it correctly, it is indeed weird!"
"Could it be that something strange is causing trouble again?" Monk Zhikong frowned and continued in a deep voice, "Could it be that witch fairy again?"
"Hiss! It's him again?!" Yun Jiuqing was stunned: "How can he be so haunted?!"
Thinking of those evil spirits in black robes during the day yesterday.
And the scary things last night.
Even though there is a very scorching sun hanging high in the sky, it is actually midsummer now... But Yun Jiuqing did not feel the slightest bit of heat. Instead, she felt cold all over.
Shivering!!
"It's not a wizard." Fan Wu's voice suddenly sounded. He led Lao Qingniu and walked toward the "village" in front of him, while saying in a calm tone: "At least not now."
"And it's not a village, it's more like a temporary gathering place."
He paused and continued: "However, it smells like death."
"Ahead, someone may have died."
Not a village?
Anyone dead?
After hearing what Fan Wu said, Yun Jiuqing and Monk Zhikong looked at each other.
Because the distance was really too far, no matter how hard they squinted, they could only see a vague presence of people in the distance, so Monk Zhikong guessed that there was a village ahead.
As a result, Daochang Fan concluded that it was not a village, but just a temporary gathering place for a group of people.
But how did Fan Daozhang figure it out?
Can it be seen from such a distance?
And how did Fan Daozhang smell...the smell of death in that place?
Both of them looked confused!
Very confused.
It can't be because Fan Daozhang's vision and sense of smell are far beyond the level of ordinary people, right? How many times must it be beyond ordinary people to be able to achieve this level?
Question after question popped up in their minds, causing the two of them to fall into endless confusion.
It's a pity that no one can answer these questions for them.
They didn't dare to ask Fan Wu.
Yun Jiuqing and Monk Zhikong could only follow behind Fan Wu.
no way.
Who made them inexplicably provoke a strange creature called "Witch Fairy" now? With the strength of the two of them, if they didn't follow Daochang Fan... they might have died without even knowing it!
After walking for roughly one and half sticks of incense, with great anxiety, Yun Jiuqing finally saw the scene ahead clearly.
at once.
She was stunned.
Fan Daochang was right when he said it. The front was not a village, but a temporary gathering place... Moreover, it was also a gathering place for a group of ragged people with sallow faces and skinny muscles.
Although Yun Jiuqing has lived for a full eighteen years, he has never seen anyone so thin as that.
The people in front of me one after another interpret the three words "skin and bones" vividly.
There were probably dozens of people in the gathering place ahead.
Those people used some branches, thatch, and dead leaves to build a small shed that could protect them from wind and rain.
There was only one person lying in the shed.
Before Yun Jiuqing was completely close to that place, she could smell a smell of feces and urine... This smell was quite pungent, but fortunately she was not particularly sensitive to smells.
After all, those strange things I encountered last night, the putrid smell that made people physically sick to my stomach...
It's even more pungent than the smell of shit and piss.
Even more disgusting!
she……
got used to!
Yun Jiuqing also discovered that among the group of very thin and sallow people, there were some infants. Their mothers were feeding them milk, but would such a thin woman... really have milk?
There were also some young and strong men, who were surrounding a large pot with a flame burning under the pot. Various wild vegetables must have been stewed in the pot, because Yun Jiuqing could not smell the slightest bit of meat.
"What...what is going on? I...I have never seen these people before when I passed by this place!" Yun Jiuqing spoke in a shocked tone.
"Amitabha..." Monk Zhikong said sadly, "Maybe these people are people fleeing from somewhere."
"Escape?" Yun Jiuqing was stunned: "I don't think I have heard of any famine in Nan County recently! It seems that there is no flood, right?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Monk Zhikong shook his head: "It is not only natural disasters that cause disasters in the world, and people will choose to leave their homes and flee."
He sighed and continued: "There are also man-made disasters... that can also cause this kind of thing to happen. Although the young monk has not left Hanling Temple for a long time, he has seen a lot of this kind of thing because he has traveled around."
"Natural disasters are terrible, but man-made disasters are even more vicious. Natural disasters may be attributed to bad luck. Man-made disasters mean that someone is harming others."
Yun Jiuqing's eyes widened: "Who dares to make so many people flee their homes and families? Aren't they afraid of being arrested by the court? Aren't they afraid of being punished by God?!"
Monk Zhikong shook his head and said helplessly: "The young monk has never figured out why someone would do such evil. Maybe there are too many such people and too many such things..."
"That's why there are so many resentful souls and evil spirits in this world, and there are so many terrifying and strange things."
"Amitabha."
The combination of Fan Wu and Yi Niu is quite eye-catching. After all, their combination is too strange... one is a bald monk carrying a nine-ring sword, one is a "gongzi brother" who looks like a wealthy family, and the other is a tall and imposing figure.
A tough Taoist priest.
Um.
There is also a cow.
The appearance and approach of the three of them made a group of fleeing people in front of them look wary.
Some sallow-looking men immediately took up arms.
Some women holding babies quickly hugged the children tightly and hid behind them.
However, the so-called weapons in their hands...
It is actually a long bamboo stick with one end sharpened.
Of course, a sharpened bamboo stick would be very powerful if used against ordinary people.
After all, it can be used as a spear.
You can stab someone to death without a gun tip.
It's a pity that what they met now were two monks, plus Fan Wu, a layman.
The "weapons" in their hands appeared in the eyes of Fan Wu, Yun Jiuqing, and Monk Zhikong.
No threat at all!
"You... who are you?" Among the sallow-looking crowd, a relatively strong-looking man asked cautiously and nervously, holding up a bamboo stick: "What do you want to do?"
Of course, this person's "strongness" is only relative to other people who are sallow and thin.
In Yun Jiuqing's eyes.
This guy.
Thinner than her!
However, this man turned out to be the strongest among this group of people.
Unbelievable!
"We have no ill intentions!" Yun Jiuqing said hurriedly: "We just happened to be passing by here. And didn't you realize that the place where you are is not far from the official road?"
She straightened her expression and continued: "We are coming from the city of Yinghe Prefecture and are going to the county government of Nanjun."
Finished.
She asked curiously: "Who are you, and why are you so homeless and homeless?"
Everyone in this group of people looked quite wary.
Didn't answer Yun Jiuqing's question.
At this time.
Fan Wu suddenly walked forward. His height gave these people a terrifying sense of oppression. In the eyes of these people, his burly body was as oppressive as a big mountain.
When the "strong" man at the head saw Fan Wu approaching, cold sweat broke out from his forehead.
The hands holding the bamboo stick were shaking.
My legs are a little weak too!
Although he is just an ordinary citizen, he can clearly feel the aura of Fan Wu!
this moment.
The man felt that the burly Taoist priest walking towards him did not look like a normal person, but more like a cruel demon who killed people without blinking an eye!
Fan Wu slowly reached out and pinched the tip of the bamboo stick, and he lifted it lightly without any effort.
Looking at the man with a horrified look on his face.
He lifted the man up with one hand!
The man's feet are one foot off the ground!
Fan Wu said: "This kind of thing that is not even tickling is useless to a poor man. If you see me as a villain, then I am a villain. If you see me as not a villain, then
I am not a bad person."
"I think you should be kinder and relax. Don't be so tense, don't be so vigilant. If you want to take someone's life, you, you, you, and you..."
Fan Wu grinned and said something frightening: "I won't stand here safe and sound like this."
Snap!
The man who was lifted up by Fan Wu holding the bamboo stick with one hand did not know whether his arms were not strong enough to continue supporting his weight, or he was frightened by what Fan Wu said.
As soon as he let go of his hand, his whole body fell to the ground.
Fortunately, the ground was relatively soft, otherwise with his skinny appearance... this fall would most likely have left him paralyzed.
Snap.
Snap.
Snap.
His letting go was like touching a domino, and the other people were nervous and holding bamboo sticks.
They also let go.
Yun Jiuqing, who was behind, took in this scene and was dumbfounded! She felt... was it a bit too rough for Daozhang Fan to do this? How could it be so threatening?
But Yun Jiuqing had to admit that Fan Daozhang was very efficient in doing this.
This is not the case.
These sallow and skinny people no longer dare to raise "weapons".
"Ah this..."
Yun Jiuqing scratched her head. She felt that what Daozhang Fan did was not right, but she also felt that what Daozhang Fan did was very useful.
Damn, my scalp is so itchy! Oops, is it going to grow a brain?
"Can you tell me, where did you come from? What happened to you to end up in this situation?" Fan Wu is not a person who likes to meddle in other people's business, unless he discovers free attribute points in his nosy matters.
The reason why he takes the initiative to ask now is because he can smell the free attribute points from these people!
If Fan Wu hadn't had an extraordinarily sensitive sense of smell, he might not have noticed... there was a vaguely strange aura about these sallow and thin people.
This kind of breath is very weak...
Not a ghost.
It’s a weird thing!
This means that these people have had contact with strange objects or ghosts for at least half a month!
The few words Fan Wu just asked were about the man who fell to the ground.
The man grimaced in pain and raised his head, and was surprised to find Fan Wu looking at him. He shuddered all over and felt that he looked extremely small in front of Fan Wu.
The man swallowed his saliva secretly.
Although there was no trace of murder on Fan Wu, the man still felt that if he didn't answer... he would probably end up very miserable! The burly Taoist priest in front of him really looked like a murderous maniac!
His lips trembled and he said: "I... we people fled all the way from Dong'an Prefecture to Yinghe Prefecture. We... we didn't expect to meet you, Taoist Master, on the way. We are not
I intentionally offend you, Taoist Priest."
"If... if you think we are too much of an eyesore to you, Taoist Priest, we can leave here. We can station somewhere further away, and we won't hinder you, Taoist Priest."
The man's answer was very skillful and humble, like someone who is often persecuted.
And what this guy said, why does he feel like Fan Wu is like a big villain?
Like a villain who bullies men and women?!
Fan Wu's mouth twitched, but he didn't say much in this regard. He stared at this person and continued: "I just asked you two questions, and you only answered my previous question."
The man said with a bitter face: "Master Taoist, I... I really don't dare to say it! That would be a taboo! Once I say it... I will be cursed!"
"Someone among us has been cursed! Someone has already died due to the curse!"
"Curse?" Fan Wu narrowed his eyes.
It seems.
His sense of smell was intact.
Curse sounds like it's either related to weird things, ghosts, or some evil way.
These three, for Fan Wu, are all free attribute points delivered to his door!
Is there any such thing as letting it go?
"We people..." The man was about to say something, but he trembled violently and did not dare to say more. The lightning in his mind flashed rapidly, and he finally had to tactfully say: "We people are all cursed, what exactly is it?"
The situation... I want to say it, but I can’t."
"As I just told you, Taoist Priest, once we say it, the curse on us will take effect. This curse will accompany us for life until the day we die of old age."
"Those of us really couldn't stay there any longer, so we tried to stay away from there to get rid of the curse."
"But, we didn't find out until we arrived at Yinghe Mansion..."
"Useless!!"
"Amitabha!" Monk Zhikong came up at some point. He looked around at the sallow and thin people, and then at the man with a bitter look on his face. Monk Zhikong said: "This donor, you can speak freely. Little monk
Nai is a monk from Hanling Temple in Nanjun County, and he can be regarded as someone who knows some Buddhist methods to ward off evil spirits."
He took out a Buddhist scripture, handed it to the man, and said: "Donor, you only need to hold this scripture with both hands, and the Buddha will protect you from the curse."
"Donors, don't worry. This scripture was consecrated by a senior monk from Hanling Temple and has certain power to suppress evil."
The man took the scripture in a daze, and the moment he took it he felt that the scripture was like a heater.
It's hard to imagine that a book can be so hot.
"Really...really?" the man asked, "really...can you really suppress the curse?"
"It should be possible." Monk Zhikong said.
The man looked back at his fellow villagers who were even thinner than him, with sunken cheeks and dull faces.
Then he looked at the monks, Taoist priests, and the rich "gongzige" in front of him.
He gritted his teeth and a flash of determination flashed in his eyes.
He held the Buddhist scriptures in his hands and said, "We are from Dong'an Prefecture, Shuize County, and Dawu Village. Shuize County is located on the edge of Dong'an Prefecture, and Dawu Village, where we live, is even more remote."
"It's a five-day journey from Yinghe Prefecture, and it's still day and night. The reason why we fled from Dong'an Prefecture to Yinghe Prefecture is because we almost can't survive there!"
"After paying a portion of the grain tax from the crops we grow for a year to the court...it would be no problem to have enough food and clothing."
"But suddenly one day, people from the county government suddenly came to our Dawu Village. They moved a strange statue and told us - this is the Land Lord invited by Shuize County."
"They want us to give it to the land master..."
So much for the words.
The man suddenly discovered that the scripture he was holding in his arms had become extremely hot.
His voice stopped suddenly.
He quickly looked down.
I saw little flames coming out of the edges of the Buddhist scriptures!
"Eminent... eminent monk, this, this, this... what's going on?" The man was so frightened that he didn't know whether he should throw away the scripture.
When monk Zhikong saw this, his expression changed in shock.
"Throw it away!" he said immediately.
After hearing this, the man quickly threw away the Buddhist scriptures he was holding in his arms, and the scriptures fell to the ground...
moment!
Light up the flames!
The burning scriptures quickly turned into paper ashes, and were instantly broken into pieces when blown by the wind.
Monk Zhikong looked at the scriptures and said in a solemn tone: "Amitabha...this curse can have such power even though it's an entire province across the country? Even though Shuize County is not far from Yinghe Prefecture, it still shows that
This curse is extremely dangerous!"
"What kind of vicious and mysterious creature could cast such a vicious curse on innocent people?!"