Sword comes

Chapter 227

The city god enshrined in Chenghuang Pavilion of Yanzhi County is named Shen Wen. During his lifetime, he was a doctor of Yushitai of Caiyi Kingdom. He was well-known in the court and the public for his uprightness. heyday.

Because I visited the Chenghuang Pavilion with Xu Yuanxia and Zhang Shanfeng before, Chen Ping'an was familiar with the way, and the Chenghuang Pavilion in Yanzhi County was divided into four halls. Two majestic painted clay statues of Heavenly Officials stood in front of the Yimen, but it was already too horrible to look at. Snakes and rats are in trouble.

Chen Pingan walked dozens of steps along the wall, but there was still no evil in the square of Chenghuang Pavilion, so Chen Pingan no longer hesitated, and sacrificed a piece of yang energy lighting talisman hidden in his sleeve. The yellow paper talisman was placed in front of Chen Pingan. It hovered outside the distance of the arm and floated slightly. When Chen Pingan took a step, it automatically flew slowly towards the Yimen. Chen Pingan was determined. There must still be aura left in the building, otherwise, the Lighting Talisman would not move forward, and would be doomed to recede towards the high wall.

The light-picking talisman emitted a faint yellow halo, and the clean radiance enveloped Chen Ping'an's whole body. Wherever his feet passed, the five poisonous things on the ground, including centipedes and scorpions, avoided one after another. When passing through the Yimen, probably Affected by the ripples of light from the lantern talisman, the vipers and scorpions on the left and right Taoist statues all circled from the front to the back of the clay statue, or hid in the hollow abdomen.

Chen Pingan held his breath and continued to move forward slowly. Behind the gate of ceremonies was the main hall, with a gold plaque hanging. official.The plaque inscribed by Caiyi Guoxian Emperor himself, most of the gold paint has peeled off at this moment, and there is a big black snake with the thickness of the mouth of a bowl, coiling on it, hanging from the body, sticking out its head and spitting out the snake letter towards Chen Pingan, making a sound like a snake. It is a demonstration and a warning.

When Chen Ping crossed the threshold, the black snake suddenly jumped up, opened its bloody mouth, Chen Ping twisted his waist and turned sideways without raising his head, grasped the head of the black snake with five fingers, and shook his wrist lightly. Soft and boneless, when it was thrown out, it fell heavily on the ground and was already dead.

Chen Pingan followed the dangling lantern talisman and continued to walk. After passing the main hall, there was another square, but it occupied a small area, with dense old trees, and a stone tablet stood upright, which was the edict of the emperor of Caiyi Kingdom to confer the city god of a country Le Shi, at that time Chen Pingan made a special trip to stand in front of the stele to look at it for a long time, and finally came to a conclusion that the handwriting was really ordinary, even inferior to the young Cui Chan.

It's also fortunate that Dali Guoshi, who has changed his name to Cui Dongshan, is not around, otherwise he must be very angry.

On the left and right sides of the square are the Temple of the God of Wealth and the Hall of Taisui. One burns incense and kowtows, praying for wealth and wealth. One week, one is born to be Taisui, hoping that there will be no disasters and no disasters. Therefore, people kowtow here seem to be more pious than worshiping in the main hall.

The lamp-carrying talisman flew straight forward, and Chen Pingan followed closely without stopping.

Chen Pingan looked back suddenly, the tall stone tablet standing under the ancient cypress tree seemed to have a white shadow flashing away.

On both sides of the God of Wealth Hall and the Taisui Hall, the female voice of Yingying Yanyan can be faintly heard. It is extremely subtle and seems to be teasing each other. Behind the charm, there is a chill, like a female ghost in the underworld. Just a little bit through the boundary between Yin and Yang, under the shade of ancient trees, through the window from the two halls, into the square, only to be illuminated by sparse sunlight, like snow melting, much lighter, but still traditional into Chen Pingan's ears.

Chen Ping frowned, turned his head and walked forward.

As long as you walk more than ten steps, you can walk into the main hall of the Chenghuang Pavilion, where Shen Wen, the former imperial historian, is enshrined.

Apart from the double swords in the wooden box that are just for show, the two flying swords in the gourd of raising swords can be described as the absolute main force besides boxing skills.

But among the foreign things, like the yang energy lighting talisman, it comes from the ancient book presented by Li Xisheng, the authentic Danshu, and Chen Pingan also has two gold pagoda town demon talismans, which are the copper coin yin in the oil paper umbrella that was wiped out in the ancient house. After the relic, Chen Pingan was afraid of accidents, so he drew a temporary talisman. Later, he fought against the tree demon of the ancient elm country surnamed Chu. .

Then there is one yang energy lighting talisman and three ground shrinking talismans. The latter is mainly used to cooperate with the god man beating the drum.

The moment Chen Ping turned his head.

On top of the stele, a woman in white appeared, sitting on the top of the stele, her hair was disheveled, and her face was covered by black hair, so she couldn't see her face clearly.

But she stretched out a finger, only dry bones and no flesh and blood remained, and the bone finger lightly tapped on the top of the stone tablet, and a spring of blood gushing out instantly appeared, flowing down and sliding down, and soon the simple and simple inscription with more than a thousand words sprinkled on the stone tablet was gone. It seemed to have turned into a book of bright red blood.

But what is strange is that the woman's white clothes are still spotless, without even a drop of blood.

The woman raised her head, her face was still covered with blue silk, and she began to sing tactfully. I don’t know if it is an ancient folk song that has long been lost in the Caiyi Kingdom, babbling, babbling, and while singing in a low voice, the woman in white raised her arm and stretched out two bone fingers , twirling a roll of black silk, shaking gently, feet without shoes and boots, flesh and blood, but more flesh and blood than fingers, feet dangling, splashing waves of blood flowing on the stone tablet.

Compared with the indistinct laughter of the left and right halls, the singing of the woman in white is clearly audible, and the ancient cypress above her head is rustling with the wind, as if singing in harmony with it.

The woman seemed to have sung to a happy point, and then raised a withered palm and turned it gently.

The closed doors of the Taisui Hall of the God of Wealth Hall on both sides opened with a snap, and a man walked out staggeringly. The man who walked out of the God of Wealth Hall was young, with one arm cut off shoulder-to-shoulder and missing, but The bleeding has stopped, and the remaining hand is dragging a Qingfeng long sword backwards, his face is snow-white, and his eyes are dull.

The middle-aged man in green shirt walked out from the Tai Sui Hall, with his head drooping, and he limped across the threshold. Upon closer inspection, this man was hacked with a sharp weapon on his neck, and his head was only lifted by a little flesh. Did not leave the body.

As the wrists of the woman in white on the stele turned, the two staggering men became flexible and vigorous in an instant, and began to dance in the square.It turned out that there were strands of transparent light hanging in the air from the fingertips of the withered fingers of the woman in white, like snow-white spider threads. The spider threads entangled the limbs of the two dead men and controlled their every subtle movement.

In the two main halls where the doors were opened, there were women in white clothes dragging billowing black smoke, drifting quickly near the door, looking at the appearance of the man, they giggled and laughed, full of sarcasm and hatred, only the sunlight outside the door reflected, Like a moat, they dare not step out easily, but there are still four or five women in white clothes who can't hold back, rushing out with bursts of black smoke, whirling around the corpses of the two men, constantly teasing the men with their fingers Their pale faces passed behind their backs and flew upwards from their armpits, but they also paid the price for this momentary joy, which disappeared completely after being exposed to the sun.

Chen Pingan stood outside the threshold of the main hall, and the Yang Qi Lantern Talisman seemed to hit a wall, knocking and shaking again and again, and stopped.

The yang energy contained in the yellow paper talisman gradually faded away.

Chen Pingan stretched out his hand, the palm of his hand seemed to be attached to a layer of winter river ice, with a slight increase in force, it still could not be broken.

Chen Ping put his fingers together, and twisted his wrist suddenly when he turned around. The lamp-lighting talisman with little spiritual energy left hurriedly flew towards the square, circled around the heads of the two puppet corpses, and the two men snapped With a bang, he fell heavily to the ground, the light on his body snapped one by one, and blood flowed horizontally after the corpse fell to the ground.

The woman in white withdrew her hand, not angry, but the women in the two halls opened their teeth and claws, looking at Chen Pingan with deep-seated hatred.

As long as you fall into evil spirits, no matter how merciful you are in life, you will no longer have the so-called goodness of human nature in the Confucian Yasheng, and there will be nothing left in the end.

This is God's will in the dark.

Chen Pingan looked at the back of the woman on the stele, and said softly: "Miss, the dead are the most important, no matter what grievances you have in life, let's forget it."

The woman in white turned a deaf ear and continued to sing, this time using the Aquarius dialect, which Chen Pingan understood.

"The shape is haggard, the heart is dead and ashes. The truth is true, and you don't hold on to it. The media is obscure, and you can't conspire with him if you have no heart. Who is he?"

The woman's voice was calm and peaceful, and there was no trace of resentment or hatred.

Chen Pingan could understand the outline of the text, but could not understand the deep meaning contained in it.

Chen Pingan didn't bother to speculate on these things. Now the main hall of the Chenghuang Pavilion is separated from the outside by some kind of magic. It should be that the Chenghuang Lord is detained in it, and he is not allowed to go out to patrol the county and help Yanzhi County survive the coming catastrophe. .

Inside the main hall behind Chen Ping'an is the City God's Hall where three statues of the city god Shen Wen are enshrined. The statue of Shen Wen is more than three feet high and requires pilgrims to look up. .

It is rumored that 200 years ago, a Taoist priest surnamed Zhang from Biezhou traveled here and was impressed by the simple folk customs of Yanzhi County. After returning to his hometown, the contemporary celestial master of Longhu Mountain soon bestowed a "Caiyi Country Yanzhi County Town God" Xianyou Boyin", at that time everyone knew that the young Taoist priest was actually Huang Zigui from Longhushan Tianshi Mansion. It was secretly treasured by the emperor of Caiyi Kingdom in the treasury.

There is also a huge mural inside, which shows ninety-nine and 81 beauties with fluttering sleeves.

It was praised by later generations as "the color of ink is like life, and the breath is like life".

Seeing that the woman in white was indifferent, Chen Ping didn't say anything more, and quietly patted the sword-raising gourd on his waist.

Turning around, he punched the "ice surface" with a fist, and ripples rose up, and the three statues in the Chenghuang Pavilion inside the threshold seemed to be shaking.

Chen Pingan walked slowly in six steps, hitting the ice with one punch after another, just like a god-man beating a drum.

Of course, we must also beware of the violence of the woman on the other side of the stele.

A sigh resounded from a towering ancient tree, it was a young girl's voice, "Fool, that is a formation formed by two great cultivators of the five realms, even my master can't help it for a while, otherwise, how could the Lord Chenghuang not be able to get out?" Come on. You are a martial artist, and you want to smash it hard to save some energy. Before that female ghost has any intention of killing you, leave this place early, or the next time another fool breaks in, you will dance lightly marionettes."

It may be that Chen Pingan punched too much "at will", so he couldn't show any power.

It is inevitable to feel contempt for the strange girl hiding in the tree.

After the fight with Ma Kuxuan in the small street, now Chen Ping'an's boxing intentions are more introverted, and his usual boxing moves are slower, which is more in line with the word "warm and nourishing". The reason for the result of "recruiting evil spirits to the upper body" is that there is no way to do it, and you don't enter the room, so that the more diligent you practice boxing, the more it hurts your body and soul.

However, although Chen Pingan walked slowly, the speed of the air machine when he practiced the sword stove was infinitely faster. If it was just an ordinary post station sending messages at a fast pace, now it is eight hundred miles in a hurry.

This kind of mysterious state of "putting it away" is not a solid martial arts master of the sixth and seventh realms, and it is absolutely indistinguishable from the depth.

The woman in white suddenly stopped singing, turned her head away, and stared at Chen Ping's No.18 punch.

With one punch down, like Hong Zhong Da Lu, the air mechanism in the whole square was shaken, and the stone tablet soaked in blood made a cracking sound immediately.

She screamed and pierced her eardrums, like a general giving orders, the wandering women in the two halls turned into two streams of billowing smoke, one merged into the ice surface, reinforced the filthy formation with their remaining yin spirits, one The black smoke rushed straight at Chen Pingan, trying to interrupt Chen Pingan's continuous fist, preventing him from delivering the No.

"I was killed by you, a daredevil. If I die here today, then we will walk together on Huangquan Road. See if I don't scold you to death. This girl is already bored to death before she dies."

On the top of the ancient tree, the girl whimpered and complained, no longer hesitated, and a graceful figure sprang out, making a series of crisp ding-ding-dong-dong sounds, and as the sounds lingered around her body, circles of pale golden flowers were also brought up. The graceful figure is pleasing to the eye.

The face of the woman in white was covered by thick black hair, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and her eyes were full of cold sarcasm.

She stretched out two withered palms and patted it lightly.

In the main hall of the Chenghuang Pavilion, the statues of civil and military gods who accompanied the Lord Chenghuang squeaked, as if they had come to life, and shook off a huge splash of dust. At the same time, they stepped out of the altar and stepped on the main hall. On the bluestone floor, two statues of clay statues up to two feet high strode towards the threshold. Among them, the statue holding an iron mace smashed down on the head of the punching boy, and the other statue of a civil servant holding a fine iron official seal took a step without hesitation. Stepping out of the threshold, holding a huge iron seal in his hand, he patted the girl.

Originally, breaking the formation would allow City God to regain his freedom. This is a reasonable development of the situation.Where did you think of the real murderous intent? It wasn't in the square outside the City God's Hall, not in the gloomy white-clothed woman, but in the City God's Hall where Hope was.

In the City God's Hall, the tallest and most majestic statue in the center, the City God, who was originally shining with golden light, is now dim and dull, with golden debris all over the ground, leaving only a pair of eyes, dotted with golden brilliance.Any native of Yanzhi County can't believe that this is the proud "Golden City God" of Yanzhi County.

Because according to the records of Yanzhi County County Chronicles, nearly 100 taels of gold and gold foil were used to cover this statue. The stele records the names and families of all contributors.

The statue of the main god, covered in gold leaf, struggled to make a sound, and his hoarse voice reached the threshold, "You two, hurry up, there are a lot of heretics with unknown origins, and there is only one white-clothed ghost here. If you can If you want to escape from birth, you must go to the immortal teacher of Shengaozong, or the gentleman and sage of Guanhu Academy. They say that the Caiyi country is in great trouble. Once the country is destroyed, the surrounding six countries including the ancient Yu country will not be spared. "

It turned out that this Town God's Pavilion, which was supposed to protect the people of a county, was clearly a clay bodhisattva crossing the river, and it was hard to protect itself.

Outside the threshold of the main hall,

First, the girl with silver bells on her arms and ankles helped Chen Pingan block the black smoke. Countless pale golden flowers bloomed at the sound of the four bells, dazzling the eyes. The originally aggressive black smoke was cut and smashed, but The girl was also hit by strands of black smoke in several places, and vomited blood, but she still insisted on not retreating, standing near the daredevil, shaking her wrist, ringing bells, golden flower petals, and continued to eliminate the mixture little by little. Howling black smoke.

Chen Pingan punched No.19 calmly.

Then there was the remaining black smoke, which crazily poured into the "ice surface" that separated the inside and outside of the main hall, helping the formation to remove the cumulative power of the nineteen punches of the god-man beating the drum.

Then there are two "rebellious" clay statues, one smashed Chen Pingan's head with an iron mace, and the other slapped the girl on the back of the head with a fine iron official seal.

With a calm expression, Chen Ping threw out No. 20 punches with lightning speed, causing the formation to sway violently. Although it hadn't been broken yet, it was already on the verge of falling, and at most it was only one punch away.But Chen Ping'an felt helpless, he couldn't hand out No.20 punch like a god and a man beating a drum, but he couldn't just watch that girl slap the statue of a civil servant who rushed out of the threshold to death, otherwise he would be A chance to deliver the final punch.

The stone slab under Chen Pingan's feet cracked, and his whole body disappeared in an instant. He escaped the iron mace that was smashed down by the statue of the military general, and came to the side of the statue of the civil servant in an instant, and punched the statue's waist with a cavalry chisel. To save people's lives, Chen Pingan didn't dare to hide anything, so that when he punched, his arms were surrounded by a snow-white fist, and the fist was vigorously vibrated, and there was a faint sound of mighty wind and thunder.

Chen Pingan punched a two-foot-tall clay statue of a god and moved it sideways. The feet of the huge statue plowed a ditch on the ground.

When the girl heard the movement behind her, she turned her head to look, and then roughly guessed the reason. Then she looked at the unattractive young man with a bag, her eyes were a little dull.

Chen Pingan didn't care what the girl was thinking, he slammed his hands and arms, it seemed that he was going to punch, but in fact, two golden Pagoda Suppressing Demon Talismans slipped out from his sleeves, and they were quietly attached to the palms of his hands, holding the iron mace. After one move failed, the bricks and stones on the ground exploded, straightened up and swung the iron mace at Chen Pingan again. Chen Pingan's journey southwards took countless slow punches, but when he wanted to be fast.

that's really fast

The iron mace was still in vain, and Chen Pingan had already arrived in front of the statue of the military commander at some point, pointing his toes, jumping up, and slapping the statue's forehead heavily with his palm.

golden

Around the clay statue of the military commander, a golden pagoda slightly taller and larger than it appeared out of thin air, and the lightning flashed like a swimming dragon.

The idol is like being "enshrined" in this pagoda.

But how it tasted, you could tell from the shattering of the huge body of the clay statue, no matter how it struggled, how it swung the iron mace and hit it fiercely, the pagoda monster-suppressing talisman always firmly suppressed it.

After Chen Pingan sacrificed the first pagoda town demon talisman made of golden material, his feet touched the chest of the general's god statue at that time, and he bounced out of the statue. In front of the statue of the civil servant, he slapped again, just pasting the golden talisman on the fine iron official seal.

The tall god statue was like a mountain pressing down on the top, with its knees bent, and debris kept falling from the knees, and it almost staggered and fell.

Chen Ping's feet still didn't land on the ground. After offering the golden talisman, he continued to climb up, stepped on the top of the statue, and looked at the woman in white who was already standing on the top of the stone tablet, facing each other.

Without any hesitation, Chen Ping rushed towards the stone tablet under the ancient cypress tree like a flying wind, reached out and patted the sword box in the air, and said softly: "Exorcism!"

The locust wood sword popped out of the wooden box and was held by Chen Pingan with one hand.

Go with a sword.

It's done in one go, a little chic.