Vol 13 Chapter 108: goddess

After listening to Fang Linyan's analysis, the rest of the people also felt that it was very reasonable. At this time, the "expert" Qing Bo brought by Li San wanted to show his presence:
"The root of the problem should be in the Dragon King Temple."
Fang Linyan glanced at Qing Bo approvingly and said:
"Yes, I think so too."
Li San suddenly said:
"When Sai Zhang Fei's uncle gave us the Yin tile, he said that he only brought it to the Dragon King Temple to worship at the beginning of the month!"
"And when I asked Xie Wangshi and others before, they also mentioned that the medicinal effect of the yin tile is constantly being lost. After about five or six people have fried the medicine, the effect will be very poor, and they need to go to the Dragon King Temple to worship. to recover.

"So, the place where these people who hold Yin tiles can meet is the Dragon King Temple, and they can't go to worship empty-handed, so the black hand behind the Dragon King Temple can continue to eat a wave of blood sacrifices!"
After making such a judgment, it is obvious that the next action target has been determined, and that is the Dragon King Temple!
So everyone also went through some preparations, nothing more than bringing black dog blood, talisman water in the incense sect, inviting incense and other things.
At the same time, Li Ju, as a senior brother, and one of the most capable senior brothers in the incense sect, has already called the local incense sect master, and then asked him to make preparations and let the wind out, nothing more than to give Find a just cause for their actions.
For example, what the altar master said to the outside world was that there were several brothers on his side who were entrusted by the Dragon King, saying that there was a thousand-year-old rat spirit that made a hole under the statue of the Dragon King. The rat on the land, so this rat spirit makes his old man miserable.
Therefore, Lord Long pointed out a hoard of silver to them, and asked them to hire enthusiastic people to help deal with this evildoer. If he caught and killed the rat spirit with his own hands, then he could get an additional ten hoards of silver.
Moreover, this rat sperm is also good at digging holes, and there are countless gold and silver in its lair, and the person who kills it will get the gold and silver.
Before Fang Linyan felt that it seemed pointless to come up with these flawed lies, but only after arriving at the scene did he realize that he was wrong. In the countryside where the information was blocked, the enthusiasm of these villagers for the local primitive religion was indescribable, even in the severe drought. When it rains, some county magistrates set themselves on fire in front of the Dragon King Temple to ask for rain.
Therefore, if you act rashly without preparation, hundreds of peasants will find out that you are doing things with the Dragon King, and these foolish people will immediately feel that if these foreigners anger his old man, there will be a severe drought or no rain, or What about flooding?
Therefore, the way they dealt with it, almost nine times out of ten, they were angrily chasing after them with hoes and dung forks. If you kill people, it won't do anything if you don't kill them, but the government will inevitably Come forward and want you.
If you don't kill people, then let alone go to the Dragon King Temple to find out the culprit behind the scenes, and you can keep your arms and legs intact.
Of course, for the altar master of the incense sect, his eyes are also shining, because he has never fought such a wealthy battle in his life! As soon as the gold master's father made a move, he would let them go to work with two hundred taels of silver!
What kind of market have these poor country ghosts seen? It's not too common to fight for water, fight for a ridge, fight for a chicken and kill a person!
Everyone's money can make their eyes turn red and completely lose their minds, not to mention the righteousness of "solving troubles for the Dragon King".
By the time Fang Linyan and the others arrived, the altar master had already done everything, and a lot of ordinary people gathered around, looking at them with piety, fear, and even more curiosity.
A high stage was set up outside the Dragon King Temple, on which two Taoist priests were waving peach wood swords, and in their mouths they were chanting sentences that others could not understand at all. They were even more agile. Turn somersaults from time to time, and even take a sip of wine and breathe fire once in a while......
To tell the truth, Fang Linyan felt that as long as the two Taoists changed their clothes, they could immediately go to the overpass and do juggling. Such performances were both unprofessional and deeply insulting to the Taoist profession.
But the peasants below, who are extremely deficient in spiritual and material civilization, are fascinated under the stage. They all look like turtles with their heads stretched out because of lack of oxygen. Even the frequency of blinking has been reduced by 50%. It has also become very soft, so as not to miss any frame of the picture.
That appearance can't help but remind people of some past events that exude youth hormones, such as the concentration when we first saw the 17 minutes and 31 seconds, and the first time when we were ranked first. During the class, I can't bear to fast-forward and concentrate...  
Fang Linyan even heard some uncontrollable admiration because of the close distance:
"This bearded priest doesn't look very smart?"
"How can you see it?"
"He only flipped sixteen somersaults, while the short Daoist next to him flipped twenty-one."
"But Daoist Beard will spit fire!"
"Isn't the short Daoist a good hand in singing bitterness?"
"..."
Hearing these admirations, Fang Linyan had mixed feelings. It turned out that in the minds of these villagers, the number of somersaults was used to judge the proficiency of the Taoist priest!
If Lao Tzu or Patriarch Sanfeng heard these words from them, they would have to hide their faces and sigh. If they knew what Tao Te Ching was to do and what Tai Chi would do, it would be the right way to find a group of monkeys to spread the glory of Taoism.
In this atmosphere like a grand festival, Fang Linyan and others entered the Dragon King Temple without any hindrance. The temple is not big or small, divided into three entrances.
The first hall to enter is the turtle and snake prime minister and the sea patrol yaksha. The statues made by the countrymen are quite crude. You can even see that the weapon fork of the sea patrol yaksha is broken, revealing the wooden supporting wood. stick and straw.
Surprisingly, this did not prevent the incense burner in front of it from being full of incense ashes, and there were quite a few offerings in it.
They directly entered the main hall, the last one to enter. The statue of the Dragon Lord is standing here. There is no way to make any decorations in the countryside. They can only hang red cloth behind the back, probably because this temple was changed later. , the roof above the table was smoked black.
Miaozhu also came up to greet him, but was separated by a few people led by the altar master Lu Xiong. It can be seen that although this guy is quite cunning, he has never experienced major events. His face was pale when the knife was pinned to his waist. Without knowing it, at best, they just stole some tributes and sesame oil.
Fang Linyan took out the Yin tile from his arms, looked at the offering table in front of him, and then waved to the temple blessing:
"Come, tell me, where should this thing be placed on the table?"
Miaozhu is definitely not unfamiliar with Yinwa, and after ordinary people are put on the neck with a knife, most of them still know everything and say everything, and can only tremble:
"Really, I really don't dare to hide it. Before, I let it be placed on the offering table. After the people left in the evening, I soaked it in blood water, and it would be fine after a night."
Fang Linyan smiled and said:
"Be clear, where did the blood water come from? Where is it placed, and how do you soak it in? Also, what does it mean after a night?"
Seeing that the temple blessing was hesitant, Fang Linyan simply sacrificed the Dafa of money + knife again, waving his hand to let the temple blessing be dragged directly into the empty room next to him:
Then he took out a large ingot of silver and put it in front of Miaozhu, and then the knife was placed on his throat:
"If you tell the truth, just take the money and leave. If you talk nonsense, you will wait for the reincarnation."
Miaozhu was put on the neck by a knife, the muscles on his face kept shaking, and he could only say honestly:
"When there is no one at night, I will take a basin out, fill it with water, and put the shade tile in it."
"Then I will take the pot to the open space in the backyard. After one night, the water in the pot will dry up and the shady tiles inside will recover."
Fang Linyan smiled and said sharply:
"I don't think you're telling the truth, and you can't just conjecture something like this, right? Who asked you to do this?"
Miaozhu suddenly suffocated, and his two eyes twitched, how could Fang Linyan give him the opportunity to hesitate at this time, the knife flashed, and one ear fell to the ground.
Miaozhu suddenly screamed loudly, but he was immediately covered by the incense cleric next to him, and at the same time he was pressed to the ground, the veins on the back of his hands burst, and the whole person's head and neck swelled red.
After a minute or two, Miao Zhu was released after the pain was relieved, and Fang Linyan said in a calm manner:
"Who asked you to do this? I like to deal with honest people, have you thought about it?"
Miaozhu looked very strong, and looked at him directly with hatred, then opened his mouth and scolded directly!
As a result, he just scolded half a sentence, and the incense teacher next to UU reading www.uukanshu.com immediately dragged him down and beat him! It was only when his nose was blue and his face was swollen that he pulled it up again.
But this guy is really very temperamental. He just stood firm and spit out phlegm at Fang Linyan, but how could Li San succeed?
Facing such a person, Fang Linyan waved his hand very simply, then turned around and walked out. Naturally, someone helped him to spit out what happened next.
Youdao is a major. This time, he didn't come alone. The incense sect was a mixed bag. What was lacking was silver, but there was no shortage of talents. Sai Zhangfei used to be a jailer, and he was already familiar with torture. boobs.
However, Fang Linyan stood outside for two or three minutes, talking to Li San, when he suddenly saw a woman walking by.
This woman was holding her hair loosely, walking on the same hands and feet, looking very strange, swaying as if she was malnourished, and her face was abnormally pale.
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