Sky Surveying Demon Hunt

Three hundred miles west of Liangcheng, there is a bare hill in Shanyuan County.

As the sun sets, the pale golden afterglow flies like a sword, passing obliquely through the half-collapsed small temple, and then turns into a winding river flowing down the mountain.

On that winding mountain road bathed in golden light, human figures were densely packed along the length of seven or eight miles.

The white-haired old man's face was full of longing.

The babbling baby's eyes sparkle.

Their pupils widened as they stared at the shabby little wooden table in front of the temple gate.

On the table stood a broken wooden barrel with mottled paint, and next to it was a small mountain of white steamed buns.

The rising fragrance dissipated with the wind, and waves of sounds of swallowing saliva rose one after another.

Hot rice porridge and fragrant white steamed buns!

If it were somewhere else, it would have been a mess, even horrible!

But at this time, even though the thousands of victims were already starving, no one took a step forward. They all lined up quietly without saying a word.

What is even more bizarre is that in such a situation, the people at the front of the line are all old, weak, women and children!

when!

A clear bell sound suddenly rang out of nowhere.

Crunch!

Two broken wooden doors opened on the left and right.

"Haha, you've been waiting for a long time!"

Following a loud and somewhat rough laugh, a tall and strange man walked out of the temple.

The man was over ten feet tall, with shoulders as broad as a door. Half of his body was covered in a tattered monk's robe full of patches, and the other half was covered in an airtight black straw raincoat.

Half of the face is kind and full of smiles,

Half of the face is hidden in the dark and cannot be seen clearly.

"Don't worry, don't worry, we have everything, we have everything..."

As the strange man spoke, he walked to the table in two or three steps, picked up a large spoon, and poured the porridge into the pot.

The one who got the porridge didn't want more. He just took a steamed bun and turned away.

"Master Haode, thank you very much, Buddha!"

In the team, a skinny old man took the bowl of porridge tremblingly and bowed to express his gratitude.

"Old man, that's wrong!" Upon hearing this, the strange man suddenly stopped his long spoon, pointed diagonally behind him and said, "Although this temple enshrines the Buddha statue, this porridge is not given by the Buddha."

"Oh?" The old man looked up in confusion at the dilapidated temple that seemed like it would fall with the sun at any time, then lowered his head to look at the mountain of white and fragrant steamed buns on the table.

Then he said with a serious face: "I have received great kindness from you, so I should know its name! Master, please teach me!"

"Old man, I'm afraid you're new to Shanyuan, right?" The strange man continued to distribute porridge, saying, "This Shanyuan County is located in a remote borderland, and there are many disasters. Even in a good year, it's hard to survive! Not to mention, since the fall of Qin, catastrophes have occurred one after another, and soldiers and bandits are like flies. If it were in the past, I'm afraid there would have been no one left in a thousand miles, and only one in ten would survive!"

"Then... who did this?" the old man was even more surprised.

"Who else could it be? It must be the current Holy Emperor!" The strange man didn't stop, and gave a portion of porridge and continued, "Qin destroyed the demons and devoured the nine states. If it weren't for the Holy Emperor to eliminate the demons and monsters and pacify the world, I'm afraid I would have become food for the demons! And this Shanyuan County is also where the Holy Emperor took care of me and gave me supernatural powers, ordering me to save thousands of lives here. Look, is there a bit of food missing from this porridge?!"

When the old man heard it and looked down, he was suddenly shocked!

Up to this point, more than a hundred people had already given food, but there was still half a bucket of rice porridge and a mountain of steamed buns on the table!

No matter how much the strange man scooped away, the amount of rice porridge remained the same.

No matter how many people grabbed them one by one, the steamed buns were still full!

"This! It's truly a miracle!" the old man exclaimed, and the bowl of porridge in his hand almost fell to the ground, but was straightened steadily by the strange man with a spoon.

The weirdo smiled nonchalantly and said, "When you first come to the mountains, you will sigh like this! But as time goes by, it is nothing surprising. As long as you think of the Holy Emperor, you will be healthy forever!" "Yes, yes, yes!" The old man bowed repeatedly and said devoutly, "Thank you very much, my emperor, the grace of heaven is great!" Then he drank the rice porridge in one gulp, raised the steamed bun and just took a bite, he suddenly felt something strange in his heart and shuddered violently!

its not right!

At first glance, the thousands of disaster victims lined up in the long queue were orderly, but they were all silent, and even their movements were identical, as if... they were zombies whose souls had been taken away!

There is weirdness.

This mountain, this temple, this strange monk...

Thinking of this, the old man pretended to fall and took a peek, only to see that there was nothing under the strange man's straw raincoat that was as black as night!

It was only half a human body, with two feet hanging in the air!

“Ghost…ghost!”

The old man was so shocked that he fainted after just uttering two words!

……

After another half hour, the sun set, and the last ray of afterglow flickered a few times before disappearing.

The entire hill was shrouded in dark fog and fell into silence.

when!

Another bell rang.

The strange man knocked on the porridge bucket and said, "Today's porridge is done, tomorrow will be the same."

After hearing what he said, the dozens of people at the end of the line stopped immediately, and turned around and left quietly, just like when they came.

Soon, the only people left on the dark mountaintops were the strange man and the nameless old man lying on the ground.

"call!"

The strange man seemed extremely tired and sighed.

The night wind blew, and the leaves of the straw swelled up.

The remaining half of the weirdo's body was floating like duckweed, as if it would break into ashes at any moment!

"Go crazy!"

Suddenly, a loud shout was heard in the air.

The strange man looked up and saw a figure in green standing majestically in the endless dark sky, leaning over with his hands behind his back.

“Holy…Holy Emperor!”

The strange man quickly stopped and bowed down.

As he bowed, the straw raincoat on his body immediately broke into pieces, and there was nothingness inside.

Even the half-robed monk turned into wisps of flying smoke, revealing white bones with no flesh or blood left!

Snap!

The wooden table fell to the ground, and the porridge and rice in the bucket flew up to the sky, turning into tiny bits of spiritual energy dancing around. The steamed buns also immediately revealed their original appearance, which was actually grains of sand mixed with flesh and blood!

"Scattering souls into porridge, scraping bones into food..." Lin Ji shook his head slightly and said, "You, why do you have to do this?!"

"Return to the Holy Emperor..."

Xing Dian, who had already turned half into dry bones, bowed his head and replied: "That day, I received the amnesty from the Holy Emperor and led the evildoers to Shanyuan to pacify the people. Unexpectedly, the 300-square-meter area of ​​Shanyuan had already become a hell! The evildoers could not bear the suffering and fled one after another, but how dare I disobey the Holy Emperor's order!"

"During this period, I suddenly realized that I had committed a grave sin. I could not face the Buddha, nor could I face the saint! I could only dedicate my life to the Tao! So, I dispersed my spiritual energy, ate porridge, and scraped my flesh and blood to make a living! Fortunately, no one has starved to death so far!"

"It's just... these ordinary people here, who cannot digest the spiritual food, have not yet understood its rhythm. They are only temporarily ignorant of it."

"I...have tried my best, although my spiritual power is not good enough! I still hope that the Holy Emperor..."

"Go crazy!" Lin Ji couldn't bear to listen any more, so he interrupted him and said, "The world is full of karma, good and evil will be judged by heaven. Do you remember what position I promised you that day? This is your reward!"

When Xing Dian heard this, he looked up in astonishment: "Saint Emperor... are you talking about the Half-Faced Buddha?" (End of this chapter)