Jia Fei walked out of the main hall of the ancestral hall and came to a stone tablet.
After the Da Que Gong Temple was built, the stone tablet inscribed with the legend of the golden salamander killing the dragon was moved to the front of the ancestral hall.
"The golden salamander cuts the dragon's will."
She pointed at the inscription with her finger, and after reading each word, she turned to look at Cheng Yu Yuanshen, frowned and said:
"It turns out that this little village still has such a good fortune. I heard that in Jiangkou Town, more than 20 miles outside Qingchuan County, there is a Jiangbo Temple, which houses a Jiao. People who work on the river and merchant ships passing by will worship here.
Worshiping him is said to be quite effective. Could it be that the evil dragon in this inscription is him?"
"You have been in Qingchuan for a long time, have you ever had an encounter with Uncle Jiang?"
Cheng Yu asked.
Jia Fei shook his head slightly while thinking:
"I went to the riverside many years ago. At that time, the riverside was still bare. I didn't see any Jiang Bo Temple. Maybe it hadn't been built yet, or maybe it was somewhere else. I had never seen it before, let alone
I met that Uncle Jiang...what? Is Master Quexian still afraid of that Uncle Jiang?"
Cheng Yu smiled slightly when he heard this and did not comment.
Suddenly he remembered that he still had a few things to do when he returned to the village.
He ordered Jia Fei to take out the sesame candy, clay dolls and windmills from the treasure bag one by one.
Afterwards, his soul returned to its original position, and the little sparrow took the clay doll and the windmill respectively into its mouths and quietly carried them to the courtyards of several households with children in the village.
Finally, he grabbed the wrapped sesame candy with his claws and spread his wings and flew towards the backyard of Zhuangtou's house.
When the woman in green clothes behind her saw this, she hurriedly entered the village to catch up, but she saw some women living near the entrance of the village put down their work and stared at her.
She looked down and didn't think anything was wrong at first. She didn't know what these people were looking at.
But looking at the expressions and clothes of the villagers, I suddenly realized that my appearance was enough to be conspicuous in Qingchuan County. If I really entered the village like this, I would definitely be watched.
She immediately turned around and flashed to the back wall of the Quegong Temple. All the ladies raised their heads to look, but none of them saw a big orange cat with a brocade bag hanging around its neck, which had quietly walked around the backyard of the temple and entered the village.
……
Cheng Yu flew to Xianglian's hut and saw that the bed was still the same thin quilt as last time. Under the quilt was the last bit of sesame candy that Cheng Yu sent last time.
Not finished yet...
He placed the new sesame candy he brought this time in the same place and quietly flew out of the hut.
I happened to meet a huge orange cat on the roof.
An orange cat is looking askance at the sky and humming a tune.
He actually showed up and came to the village.
Cheng Yu said hello, telling him to contain all the demonic energy and not to scare the birds in the village.
Suddenly, there was a sound of light footsteps coming from the front yard to the backyard, and a delicate girl walked into the hut with a gloomy expression.
The weather turned cold, and she put her hands in front of her mouth to breathe in the heat, and her face was frozen into a red apple.
Not long after entering the house, a bird and a cat heard a low and happy laughter coming from inside the house.
Xianglian hurriedly walked out of the hut and stood in the courtyard looking up.
The little sparrow and the big orange cat had already hid, and after Xianglian trotted all the way to the front yard, Jia Fei slowly appeared, looking at Xianglian's back with some confusion on his face.
A mortal?
……
There was a cat and a sparrow standing on the white roof. Cheng Yu was not in a hurry to find the sparrow, Heitan Tou and the others. He was worried that Jia Fei would scare them out.
He led the big orange cat through the village and arrived at the Temple of the Three Immortals behind the village.
Seeing that there was no one here, Jia Fei turned back into his human form again. Just as he took two steps on the snow, he suddenly realized that he was standing naked on the snow and hurriedly took out another bag from his treasure bag.
Put on a blue gown and put it on in a hurry.
I have become a great demon in disguise...
I have become a great demon in disguise...
She kept warning herself over and over in her mind.
Alas, no wonder those great demons in disguise don’t want to show their true colors easily...
While she was cursing, she peeked at Cheng Yu in front of her, only to see that the little sparrow had already flown into the Sanxian Temple and did not notice her embarrassment just now.
"..."
Suddenly, she inexplicably remembered the night when she first transformed into a human form, at the Qian Ancestral Hall...
Jia Fei followed into the ancestral hall with complicated emotions.
"Huh?"
She pointed at the old Taoist mud tire and asked:
"Is this the immortal master I asked for silence?"
Cheng Yu nodded.
"Alas...it seems to be God's will."
Jia Fei murmured to himself, Cheng Yu turned his head and glanced at the woman in green shirt next to him, and suddenly remembered a sentence: Everything is the best arrangement.
Jia Fei also bowed three times to the old Taoist Ni Ti, and at least she got a seal from him, so her bows were considered pious.
After praying, I stood up and saw that the little sparrow had summoned the soul, its eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and its starry eyes were slightly closed, as if it was in trance.
What happened to him?
Jia Fei stared at Cheng Yu for half a circle, and saw that he opened his eyes suddenly, and then said to her, "Wait for me here!" After that, he returned the spirit to its place, and the little sparrow spread its wings and flew out of the hall.
Fly towards Zhuangkou.
"Waiting for you here? No!"
She lifted up her skirt and jumped out of the palace, reaching the edge of the village in a few ups and downs.
With a "pop" sound, he jumped onto the thatched roof of a nearby house, jumping back and forth on the roofs of various houses, chasing the direction in which the sparrow flew.
……
Just now, Cheng Yu suddenly felt a strange qi pull in the Sanxian Temple.
After he summoned his soul, he noticed that three air masses entered his body almost at the same time, one of which was Xuanhuang's wish force: "Thank you, Grandpa Quexian, for your spiritual wisdom and experience. Please also protect the spirits of my father and mother in heaven!". It's Karen's voice.
But the other two strands were encountered for the first time, they were two strands of intertwined and intertwined faint resentment.
Resentment?
Cheng Yu hurriedly used his spiritual consciousness to connect himself with the Qi of the statue, and in an instant, everything in the hall was within his sensing range.
Two figures floated out of thin air in front of the altar table, two illusory figures, with traces of resentment exuding from their bodies.
At present, the connection between Cheng Yu and the statue's qi machine is not strong enough, and he can only sense the surroundings of the ancestral hall, but cannot see clearly.
The two figures just faced the statue, suspended motionless in the air.
Where did these two dead souls come from?
If they are allowed to develop like this, they will turn into resentful spirits sooner or later, and I don't know if the patrol envoys from Wujun Palace are nearby.
The situation in the ancestral hall was too strange. He called out to Jia Fei beside him, and immediately returned his soul and spread his wings to fly towards Que Gong's ancestral hall. He arrived in a few breaths and landed quietly on the main hall of the ancestral hall.
He summoned the human form soul and finally saw clearly the two illusory figures showing resentment.
They are two men with pale skin.
At this time, the atmosphere in the temple was particularly strange in Cheng Yu's eyes. Under the illumination of the red candle, the statue was dressed in white, with a rosy and warm complexion.
On the opposite side, two men with cold and strange looks all over their bodies were suspended motionless in the air. The contrast between cold and warm tones was unsettling.
Cheng Yu saw that the two people looked familiar at first, and after a little thought, he recognized that they were the father and son who had been named by Qian Duofu to be the first to go hunting in winter.
The father and son had no color on their faces, floating in the air and staring gloomily at the statue. Suddenly, they saw an extra soul next to them, and there was something frightening in their arms.
The two turned around and wanted to run, but they seemed to be stopped by something, so they could only stay where they were, trembling uncontrollably.
"I am not willing...I am not willing...I am not willing..."
The young man gradually stooped his waist, bent over and knelt in the air, crying and chanting repeatedly.
"Is your family a new tenant in the village?"
Cheng Yu asked his father, a relatively normal young man.
"Ah? Oh! It's Grandpa Quexian!"
The young man’s father recognized that Cheng Yu’s Yuan Shen was almost exactly the same as the statue, and he immediately felt as if he had found a life-saving straw. Even his eyes became a little dull, and he immediately knelt down and begged:
"Grandpa Quexian, please be merciful. I beg you, please go and talk to Qian Linhong for me, and let us move back to the county town. Even a thatched cottage will do. Our family is really struggling in this village.
I can’t go down anymore.”
Hmm?
When Cheng Yu heard this, a thought suddenly came to his mind: these two "people" were floating in the air without three soul fires. They were obviously the souls of the deceased. Judging from the words and deeds of the two "people", it seemed that they did not know that they were dead.
