Fortune tellers give eggs, the stepmother is a Taoist boss

The upper body is a human and the lower body is a cow.

Jiang Fuyuan's expression changed, which reminded her of the group of suture monsters she saw at the bottom of the Mogan River.

Is it really a shameless cult that has taken over Kejiacun?

Ke Ruxiao was still telling Ke Dalang with a smile: "Son, remember to bury me in the back mountain when I die. That wandering Taoist priest is right, our back mountain is a geomantic treasure."

"If I were buried there, I might be enlightened by the mountain god and become a little fairy."

Ke Dalang frowned: "Dad, what are you talking about? The doctor said that you can live for at least ten years with such a strong body and bones, why worry about this!"

He put the kettle on the table: "I'm going to help mother and the others while you chat."

Jiang Fuyuan and Zhong Liefeng looked at each other, and each saw the solemn look in the other's eyes.

Ke Ruxiao noticed that the two people looked strange and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing." Jiang Fuyuan tapped her index finger on the table, pondered for a moment and then asked, "Village chief, what does the Youfang Taoist priest you mentioned look like?"

"Bring a bamboo hat. I've never seen him take it off before. I didn't see his appearance clearly." Ke Ruxiao shook his head and recalled, "He just had white hair and no beard. He was short and thin. He was wearing a Taoist robe. Others are no different from ordinary Taoist priests."

White hair, wearing Taoist robes... There are too many experienced Taoists like this, and you can find people who fit this description in any Taoist temple.

Jiang Fuyuan frowned and asked, "Did you pay attention to his hands, feet, or the top of his head? Is there anything extra or anything different from ordinary people?"

Ke Ruxiao burst out laughing when he heard this: "Miss Ke is really good at telling jokes. If we don't all have hands and feet, what else can we have? The old Taoist wandered around our village for a long time, looking at Fuyuan Immortal Temple and the back mountain. He left without even eating a single meal."

"But, I asked out of curiosity, and he said that our village has good feng shui. When I asked where the feng shui is the best, he just looked at the mountain behind and said nothing." Ke Ruxiao clicked his tongue and shook his head with emotion, "Don't mention how fairy-like it is. The truth is gone.”

He sounds like an ordinary wandering Taoist priest who knows a little bit about Feng Shui at most.

Jiang Fuyuan turned her head and glanced at Zhong Liefeng.

He half-closed his eyelids and thought for a long time, then suddenly asked: "Village chief, why are the Ku Niuer buried in the back mountain? Isn't there a cemetery specifically for human burials in the village?"

Ke Ruxiao was curious: "How do you know that our village has a cemetery dedicated to burying people?"

Zhong Lianfeng paused and then made an excuse: "We have it in our village. I thought every village was like this."

Ke Ruxiao nodded: "This is a habit that has only existed in villages for more than a hundred years, so that the clan members will not be separated after death. It seems that your village attaches great importance to inheritance just like our Kejia Village."

"However, our village only started to bury people in the back mountain after the wandering Taoist priests left. At first, the villagers did not believe in the old Taoist's feng shui theory, but later some people went to worship Immortal Fuyuan."

"The Immortal Lord came to me in a dream, saying that if the people from our village were buried in the back mountains, they would be able to protect their descendants from becoming prosperous. Hehe, Mrs. Ke Er, you also know that among our people, the one we believe in the most is the Immortal Lord Fuyuan. This Immortal Lord We all spoke, and naturally we were all buried in the back mountain from then on."

Jiang Fuyuan:......

She wasn't, she didn't, when did she ask for the dream?How come she doesn't know? ? ?
Zhong Lianfeng asked again: "Does the village chief know how many people are buried in the back mountain?"

Ke Ruxiao counted on his fingers: "About six or seven."

"Why do you ask this?"

Jiang Fuyuan said casually: "Let's see if there is any room left and try to help my father-in-law and mother-in-law get a seat as soon as possible."

Ke Ruxiao: "...you are so filial." Just as he was saying this, a middle-aged woman hurriedly ran in outside the house. She was the daughter-in-law of the Yudun family in the west of the village.

When she entered the door, she shouted: "Village chief, have you seen Chun Gen's father?"

Ke Ruxiao replied: "I've seen it, we just separated not long ago."

"Ouch!" The woman was so anxious that she was sweating profusely. "Chun Gen just broke his leg. His wife is driving a mule cart to take him to see a doctor in Qingshui Town. She wants to talk to his father, but she can't find him. Where is dad?"

Ke Ruxiao frowned and said, "I just told him about the mountain god, and he said that he also wanted to see the mountain god. He might have gone to the back mountain. I will go to the back mountain to call him back."

"Hey, okay!" The woman wiped her sweat and nodded, "Then I'll go and help Chun Gen's wife first. She can't do it alone. Village chief, when you see Chun Gen's father, ask him to go to Qingshui Town quickly. Bar."

"Understood, you go quickly."

Watching the woman leave like a gust of wind, Ke Ruxiao stood up and said: "Second Lady Ke, Azu, this little brother, please sit down for a while, I'll be back soon."

Jiang Fuyuan immediately stopped Ke Ruxiao: "Village chief, we young people have fast feet, so let's go."

Ever since Ke Ruxiao said he was going to the back mountain just now, Jiang Fuyuan could see a dark shadow pressing down on the Tianling Gai from his face, which was a sign of death.

"Which forest in the back mountain did Chun Gen's father go to?"

This question stopped Ke Ruxiao. He couldn't tell the specific location at once, so he could only rely on his memories: "Probably... it's the area to the east, where there are the most mountain bubbles. That's where I saw the mountain god. In spring, His father might also go there to try his luck."

Jiang Fuyuan nodded, and Zhong Lianfeng and Zhai Jinzu stood up at the same time, and the three of them started to walk out together.

Ke Ruxiao hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "I'd better go. It's rare for you to come back. My old lady should be cooking soon. You guys sit down and rest for a while, and we'll eat together later."

Ke Dalang suddenly poked his head out of the side room: "Father, you'd better rest. I'll take them to the back mountain. I'll also check to see if there's any game in the trap, so I can come back and add some food."

After hearing what his eldest son said, Ke Ruxiao stopped insisting and just asked a few people to walk carefully and not to stay too long in the back mountain.

Ke Dalang responded "I understand" and led Jiang Fuyuan, Zhong Lianfeng and Zhai Jinzu out of the yard and headed towards the back mountain from the path behind the house.

To enter the back mountain, one would inevitably pass by the Treasure Cave. From a distance, Jiang Fuyuan saw two slender yellow figures, one large and one small, hiding behind the half-open door in front of the house, revealing identical dripping black eyes. Look at them.

The triangular ears of Steamed Bun, who had been lying in Jiang Fuyuan's arms pretending to be an obedient little kitten, turned around to lock onto Huang Shushun and her son accurately.

The little scarlet tongue licked the fangs, and the bun asked in a low voice: "Can I eat them?"

Jiang Fuyuan pinched the back of its neck calmly: "One of them is a century-old demon, and the other is a talented cultivator. If you really go up against them, you still don't know who will eat whom."

"Hiss... forget it." Pixiu, who was very aware of current affairs, gave up on the spot and continued to hold his paws obediently like a kitten who didn't understand anything.

Jiang Fuyuan chuckled lightly, turned to Zhai Jinzu and said: "You left in a hurry. I think the door to the house is not closed. You can go back and close the door first. We will call you when we come back."

The implication is that they don't want Zhai Jinzu to follow them into the back mountain.

No matter how powerful his wife and children are, Zhai Jinzu is still an ordinary person. He is neither as powerful as Steamed Bun Fatty nor as strong as Zhong Liefeng who is strong enough to protect himself.

Hou Shan still doesn't know what evil spirits are there. If Ke Dalang is alone, Jiang Fuyuan is still 100% sure that he can protect him. If Zhai Jinzu is added, she is afraid that there will inevitably be some oversights.

Zhai Jinzu was a very smart man. He immediately understood what Jiang Fuyuan meant. He nodded and said in obedience, "That's fine. I'll close the door first. Fairy aunt, you must be careful."