Chapter 452 Mountain Ghost Temple, Yingjia Village
Before coming here, I had seen some records in the classics, but they were not particularly detailed.
But since it is recorded that this village can resist those weird horned dragons, and in the face of such overwhelming horned dragons, the village can still exist intact, there must be something to rely on.
It is natural to escape this way.
Walking on this land, without the pursuit of those weird black horned dragons, the world became quiet, and the evil spirits and gloomy atmosphere in the air also dissipated.
The sky is full of firefly-like fluorescence, like scattered dandelions, permeating the sky and the earth, making the place become more peaceful and tranquil.
In a daze, Qin Yang's mood also became calmer. His walking pace involuntarily slowed down, and he slowly began to feel a faint feeling of separation, which seemed to be there or not, as if he had a light expression on his face.
Yarn, a girl hidden in the mist, looming.
When we were marching near the village, soft murmurs and chants floated in the air. The sound seemed to be floating from the very far horizon, or like an indistinct whisper in the ear.
Qin Yang closed his eyes and stood quietly, savoring the taste. In a trance, he seemed to see an elegant girl in plain clothes dancing in the mountains. The whole world danced with it, and the petals filled the sky.
With the chirping of insects and the chirping of birds, a piece of sad music filled with beautiful expectations was played.
Just listening to the slightly nasal girl's voice made my mind feel cleansed. I felt calm, and the anger and anxiety in my chest also disappeared without a trace.
"It's so beautiful..."
Qin Yang opened his eyes and couldn't help but admire it. It was a beautiful scenery that could not be blasphemed and could only be enjoyed.
"What did you say? Did you hear someone singing?" The three-eyed demon mother frowned and looked around with some vigilance.
Qin Yang shook his head and was too lazy to pay attention to her. It was really a disgrace. He couldn't even appreciate the music and feel the artistic conception. Apart from his strength, he had nothing else. He had lived blindly for so long.
She looks so coquettish and has a straight face that makes her look like a smoky girl, so I must learn two charming songs to be worthy of her appearance and her status as a monster.
After coming back to his senses, he could no longer feel the artistic conception of the singing. Qin Yang secretly sighed that it was a pity. He always felt that there was something else contained in the low singing, which could make him feel the artistic conception so easily.
Rhythm, in this world, I have never seen a simple and pure music.
It's all the blame on the evil mother for ruining the scenery. She was admiring the elegance. She jumped out and said that life is about eating, drinking and shitting. No matter how beautiful the beauty is, she still has to shit.
If he couldn't beat her, he would have to beat her.
Qin Yang walked towards the village without saying a word. Meng Yi was silent for a moment, sighed in disappointment, and ignored the demon mother.
The demon mother frowned, with a trace of confusion in her eyes. Did she say something wrong?
A group of people came to the outside of the village. Looking from the outside, this was an ordinary human village. The fields were crisscrossed. Each household had a small house. The houses were more like houses in places with frequent rains. The roofs were
The slope is very steep.
The village is very quiet, with the occasional sound of dogs barking, and they are mostly resting.
Qin Yang and the others stood at the entrance of the village, quietly sensing the aura in the village. There were mortals and some monks with a little bit of cultivation, but looking at their aura, it looked more like physical cultivation, or in other words, they had no proper training at all.
The cultivation method of the Erba Jing only absorbs some of the vitality of heaven and earth instinctively, making the body and bones stronger.
The name of the village is marked on the archway at the entrance of the village: Mountain Village.
A mountain village without mountains...
In the center of the village, there is a temple, and the fluorescent light is emitted from here.
Qin Yang stood at the entrance of the village and looked at the sky. At this moment, the sky was already getting brighter. He hesitated and did not step into the mountain village.
In such a weird place, it is better to be cautious. Who knows if they will cause other changes if they enter the village at this time. Although the fluorescence escaping in the air is harmless to them, they cannot touch it.
But since we can repel those black horned dragons, who knows if there will be other powers in the temple. The villagers in the village have weak auras, and many of them are mortals. But who can be sure whether those people will suddenly
If one jumps out, it can tear the demon mother alive.
Since there is no danger now, it is better to be polite and wait until daybreak.
Meng Yi had no objections, and the Demon Mother did not express any opinions. Along the way, she had made a very wise choice. She would listen to Qin Yang for everything she did not understand.
When it gets dark, the escaping fluorescent light dissipates silently in the skylight, and the village begins to regain its vitality. Some villagers carry farm tools and walk out of their homes, preparing to start the day's work.
At this time, Qin Yangcai led the people across the archway at the entrance of the village and entered the village.
The moment he entered, Qin Yang's heart skipped a beat, and he felt like he was being spied on. It was like an illusion. He looked around, but found nothing.
Meng Yi on the side said slowly.
"There may be a strong man's gaze that just glanced at us. I'm not sure either."
"I feel like I'm not welcome here, and I feel the danger here." The demon mother's vigilance rose again.
"Don't think too much. Don't hold any ill intentions. We are just here to visit and ask some questions. Whether there is a real strong man here or not, it has nothing to do with us."
Qin Yang's mentality was very calm. He did not believe that the artistic conception he felt before was false. He could not be a treacherous, disgusting person with evil thoughts who could sing songs with such artistic conception.
Stepping into it, the people in the village were a little wary of the strangers who suddenly arrived.
"Who are you?"
Hearing this accent, Qin Yang immediately swallowed the words that came to his lips, thought about it for a moment, and when he spoke again, it was in ancient Mandarin with a soft accent.
"Uncle, we are tourists. We are passing by here and have a rest. Isn't it troublesome?"
The old man carrying the hoe looked at the group of people up and down, but said nothing.
Qin Yang continued.
"I heard that there is a kind of magic medicine growing in the mire sea ahead. I want to find it. This is my uncle. He helped me a lot and loves me very much. But he is injured. I want to find this medicine.
Let's try some magic medicine. Yesterday we were chased by some monsters, and now we are very tired. Let's just take a rest and leave tomorrow."
When the old man heard this and saw Qin Yang's sincere words, he threw the hoe to the young man aside and said to Qin Yang and others: "Come with me, I will take you to the temple to pray."
"Temple blessing?" Qin Yang was a little confused. Why was he meeting the temple blessing? Shouldn't he be meeting the village chief?
"Everything in our village is under the control of Miao Zhu. With the protection of the Mountain Ghost Empress, we can cultivate and recuperate here. Serving the Mountain Ghost Empress is our top priority here. It is up to Miao Zhu to decide whether you will be allowed to stay.
Calculate."
"I don't know what Mr. Miao Zhu's surname is, but I can't lose etiquette when we meet him."
"The temple's surname is Ying. The people in our village all have the surname Ying, and they all have the same surname as Ying."
"Thank you, Uncle Ying..."
Qin Yang thanked him casually, but he had more thoughts in his mind. They came here just to find the burial place of Ying Long, and in this weird place, they also found a village named Ying.
Is there any connection here?
Just as he was about to ask, the temple was already in sight, so Qin Yang could only press this thought.
Uncle Ying took them into the Mountain Ghost Temple. After chatting with a middle-aged man for a few words, Uncle Ying turned around and came back.
"This is Miao Zhu from Shangui Empress Temple. Miao Zhu has agreed to let you stay for one day. When you stay here, you must abide by the rules of the village and not anger Miao Zhu."
Uncle Ying left, and Qin Yang and the others entered the Shangui Temple, and the three of them stopped in unison.
Qin Yang's pupils shrank slightly and his hands trembled slightly. When he was outside, he didn't notice anything was wrong. He just thought it was an ordinary small temple with some age.
However, after entering, I realized that the red paint used to build the temple, and even the wood with some paint loss, were all made of some kind of sacred wood.
He didn't know what kind of sacred tree it was, but he could clearly feel the special charm of the sacred tree. After all, he had been in contact with the sacred tree more than once.
The candlesticks, incense burners, and even the futons placed on the altar are all treasures with restrained charm. Especially the two candlesticks give Qin Yang the feeling of a scorching sun. The aura hidden in them is more powerful than Hao.
Yang Baozhong is even stronger.
If these treasures are controlled by someone, this temple can already be said to be a huge trap. As long as these treasures are activated here, all of them, including the three-eyed demon mother, will die suddenly in an instant.
There is not even a scum left.
After calming down, Qin Yang stepped forward and showed a smile.
"In response to the temple blessings, please forgive me for disturbing you. We will only stay here for one day and we will leave after one day. We will definitely not disturb you too much and will not affect your village."
"We are guests from afar. There is no free space in the village. You can rest in the temple."
Miao Zhu seemed to be a good talker, speaking at an unhurried pace, and did not show any special expression when facing the three strange combinations in front of him.
"Thank you."
Qin Yang raised his head and glanced at the statue in front of him. It was a girl wearing a flower crown and a long skirt. The statue was just carved from ordinary stone. It was not painted and not too detailed. It seemed that the idea was very
It's been a long time.
However, when he looked up, he discovered that there were still some incomplete paintings on the top of the temple. Generally speaking, he could still tell that they were a dragon with wings in the north and a flamboyant posture.
Generally speaking, it is similar to the Yinglong relief we saw on the Bronze Gate.
Qin Yang knew in his heart that this place must have something to do with the Great God Yinglong.
"As a blessing from the temple, since we are here, I wonder if it would be convenient for us to pay our respects to the Mountain Ghost Empress."
"please."
Qin Yang was also unambiguous. He took out the best spiritual incense in his hand, lit it, worshiped respectfully, and said silently in his heart: "Mountain Ghost Empress, since you are here, you must be acquainted with the Great God Yinglong. Help
I just have to say a few nice words to Master Meng and let us leave. It would be great if you can give me some real dragon blood and let me use it to save lives. After I leave here, I will definitely build a mountain for you in the wilderness.
Ghost Empress Temple.”
The light smoke of the incense curled up. When Qin Yang raised his head, he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt something looking at him again.
Thinking of the scenes he saw last night and the songs he heard, Qin Yang took out three more incense sticks, lit them again, and inserted them on the incense burner.
It’s better to believe that it exists than to believe that it doesn’t exist. Maybe this is really the territory of the Mountain Ghost Empress, and not even those overwhelming black horned dragons can get close to it.
Seeing Qin Yang's mudslide behavior, Ying Miao Zhu was a little stunned.
After standing up, Qin Yang held up his hands and smiled.
"My thoughts are all my thoughts. It's funny."
"What's so funny about this? This is the first time I've seen such a wonderful person like this." Ying Miaozhu couldn't help but laugh out loud. He thought about it carefully. He had never seen it before during the worship ceremony.
, a person who uses several handfuls of incense at a time.
Seemingly amused by Qin Yang's behavior, and seeming to think that Qin Yang didn't look like a bad guy, the temple minister gave him his hand.
"Brother, you can rest on your own. The conditions are a bit rough. I still have things to deal with, so I won't stay with you any longer."
"You can go to the temple and be busy, don't worry about us, we can just find a place to sit."
After Ying Miaozhu left, Qin Yang and Meng Yi immediately found a place to sit down. However, the three-eyed demon mother stepped forward, observed the treasures for a moment, and slowly stretched out her hand, as if she still wanted to
To touch it.
"Demon Mother, have you heard of this poem?"
"What?" The demon mother stopped and turned to look at Qin Yang.
"Fortunately, I don't have a white blade to drive forward, so why would I throw myself away?"
"What do you mean?"
"It means that after so much, why do you still want to commit suicide? If you want to die, die far away, and don't implicate me here." Qin Yang sneered and said unceremoniously: "
Don’t even think about it. There are records of this place. There are not only 80,000 but also 80,000 people who have been here. Are they all blind?"
The demon mother had a long face, looked at the treasures on the altar, and slowly withdrew her hand.
This place is obviously related to the Great God Ying Long, and it reminds me of the previous experience in the territory of the Great God Ying Long. In addition, these treasures are clearly displayed here and are owned by a group of mortals, but they have not been snatched away.
I still don't understand that anyone who dares to take these things will definitely disappear from the world.
"I'll go talk to Miao Zhu. If you really want to take it, you can do whatever you want after I leave."
Qin Yang said nothing, turned around and walked towards the back of the hall.
The three-eyed demon mother sat there with a sullen face, closing her eyes and concentrating without saying a word. She even felt embarrassed...
At the same time, another group of people arrived outside the village.
Seeing the people coming, there were many strange-looking people who didn't look like humans at all. People in the village fled in panic.
A strong man in the lead glanced at him with disgust, and another dog-headed monster on the side said quickly.
"Sir, you must not take action here, and in this human village, you cannot take anything. Anyone who does not listen to advice will all die without exception."