Knife splashing

Chapter 467 Taoist Priest Youji
"Goodbye!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Daoxuan turned and left.

"No, no, no!"

"Master, please stay!"

Seeing this, several old men at the back suddenly panicked.

They were dressed in fine clothes, leaning on crutches, and supported by servants, looking like country gentry.

Seeing Wang Daoxuan said he wanted to leave, he immediately stepped forward to stop him, but seeing the huge Wu Ba gnawing on the roast chicken, he did not dare to get too close, so he could only bow repeatedly and said, "Master, you can't leave."

"Daomen noble man, please save us."

“No matter how much money, everything is negotiable…”

Wang Daoxuan was naturally playing tricks.

There is a saying about the Nine Golds of Jinmen in the underworld, namely fortune-telling, physiognomy, fortune-telling, spirit writing, round light, walking in the underworld, astrology, magician, and Taoist priest.

No matter which type, they are divided into "inner top" and "outer top".

The so-called "top students" are those with real abilities.

The "outside top" refers to various underworld methods.

Things like "a word to awaken a person from a dream", "a horse post", "yin and yang words"... as long as you master these things, even if you are a layman in the mystery, you can make a living from this.

To put it bluntly, it is a deceptive tactic.

Wang Daoxuan used to have limited magical powers and low levels of Taoism, but he was able to travel around the provinces, so naturally he knew how to use these tricks.

Now that he has reached the third level of Taoism and awakened the supernatural power of Wangqi, coupled with these methods, in the eyes of ordinary people, he is no different from a real immortal.

Seeing that the time was almost right, Wang Daoxuan stopped, turned around and sighed, "Everyone, it's not that I don't want to help you, but this matter is against the will of heaven."

"this…"

Several old men looked at each other, and the leader hurriedly bowed, "Master, we ordinary people don't understand, could you please explain it to us?"

Still pretending!

Wang Daoxuan sneered in his heart, but his face was mysterious. He looked at the compass again and said, "This matter cannot be explained clearly. I will recite a poem and you will know it naturally."

As he spoke, he stroked his beard and looked at the thick fog around the mountains and rivers. "There is a treasure bottle hidden in the Baoping Mountain, and the lights in the mountain temple are bright; there is a spring gushing out from the ground under the Baoping Mountain, and the blood from the tiger's mouth dyed the mountain!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of several old men changed immediately.

Seeing this, Wang Daoxuan felt even more murderous.

This is in the north of Chongqing Prefecture, close to the Wentang Gorge, and a few dozen miles away is the famous Jinyun Mountain.

He came here after receiving intelligence, hoping to find the Dragon Girl Temple.

After all, this place is close to the Jialing River. According to what Li Yan said, the Dragon Girl Temple sank to the bottom of the water, which is very consistent with this place.

There is a secret message on the road that there seems to be a human sacrifice here.

Who knew that when they arrived, it turned out to be other matters. Although it had nothing to do with the Dragon Girl Temple, it violated Wang Daoxuan's taboo, so he used some means to hook these people.

These old men are the elders of the Laoxiong Village at the foot of the mountain.

Although Wang Daoxuan had guessed something, he still wanted to thoroughly understand the cause and effect before deciding what means to use.

When the old men heard his words, their faces all changed. Two of them even had fierce looks in their eyes and signaled the men around them to stop the man.

The old man in the lead suddenly raised his hand and stared at Wang Daoxuan, "The Taoist priest is indeed an expert. Could it be that the disaster in the village is related to this matter?"

"That's natural."

Wang Daoxuan stroked his beard and said, "Small situations can be corrected, but this is a big taboo."

"The person who taught you the layout is indeed an expert. This place is close to Jinyun Mountain. The ground veins are naturally in the Aquarius Bureau, which can receive the energy of mountains and rivers. If you plug the bottle with a Yin house, a noble person will appear within three generations."

"such a pity…"

"Excuse me, Master, what's the pity?"

"It's a pity that I can't see the general situation!"

"The Feng Shui of Shu originates from the Zhen Dragon. Although the dragon energy is full, it is scattered. Therefore, large and small water veins converge, and various situations are mixed, but there is no leader. There are often floods and earth dragons turning over."

"In addition, Shu is blocked on all sides. Although it is a land of abundance, it is not connected to the outside world. Therefore, it is difficult for those who establish a country here to leave Shu. There is also a saying that 'Shu will be in chaos before the world is in chaos, and Shu will not be in order after the world is in order'."

These words left the old men dumbfounded.

The old man in the lead said with awe on his face: "The Taoist priest is indeed a living god. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a genius who can shock the world."

"I just don't know what this has to do with us."

"Humph!"

Wang Daoxuan sneered, "You may not understand the big principles, but you should understand the small principles. Let me ask you, what will happen if a child carries a treasure through a busy street?"

The old man sighed and said, “They will definitely kill people and take their treasures.”

"That's right."

Wang Daoxuan shook his head and said, "Laoxiong Village is located in the treasure bottle, and it is not far from the Jialing River. It is not a good place, but it can be enjoyed here."

"But setting up this game is like a child holding a treasure bottle, which will inevitably attract the attention of evil spirits and demons."

"this…"

A trace of fear flashed across the old man's eyes. "Where do these evil spirits come from?"

Wang Daoxuan pointed to the distance and said, "It came from Jinyun Mountain."

"Jinyun Mountain?!"

Everyone was surprised when they heard this.

The old man in the lead was even more puzzled. "I heard that it is a blessed land, and there are Buddhist masters practicing on the mountain. How could there be evil spirits?"

Wang Daoxuan sneered: "You are really ignorant and incompetent!"

"It is said that in the past, Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi refined stones in Jinyun Hall. When he was refining the elixir, a cloud that was neither red nor purple appeared. It was called Jinyun, and hence the name Jinyun Mountain."

"He appointed his subordinate Xia Guan as the Jinyun clan, whose tribe is near this mountain. But the Jinyun clan has an untalented son named Taotie, one of the four evils. Who knows what he has hidden?"

"I can't afford to offend you, nor dare to offend you. Goodbye!"

What he said is pure far-fetched and nonsense.

But to the ears of these old men, it was like a bolt from the blue. They were so frightened that they trembled all over and knelt on the ground.

"Please save me, Immortal."

They were crying and wiping tears, looking very pitiful.

After they begged for a long time, Wang Daoxuan sighed and said, "Well, I can give it a try, but you must not hide anything and tell me everything clearly."

The old man in the lead gritted his teeth and said, "I dare not hide it from you, Taoist priest, but this matter is a secret. Please come back with us to the village, and I will tell you everything!"

……

Just as Wang Daoxuan said, the terrain of Laoxiongzhai is very special.

It is close to the Jialing River and is surrounded by several small hills, forming a bottle-shaped basin, with the mouth of the bottle facing the Jinyun Mountain in the distance.

Laoxiongzhai is located in the middle of it, overlooking a wharf on the Jialing River from a high vantage point. It is surrounded by dense bamboo forests in the mountains and is truly a treasure land.

But there was something wrong with the way this village was built.

There is a high wooden wall built outside the rotor, which just blocks the way up the mountain. The layout of the village is also well organized. The foundation below and the stilt house above do not look like they are from the same era at all.

Wang Daoxuan took a look and understood what was going on. He stroked his beard and said, "This place can control the river. It must have been a military fort in the past."

"The Taoist priest is indeed very knowledgeable."

The old man in the lead was named Meng, and he quickly said in a flattering tone, "To be honest, this was the military fort of the Daxing Dynasty back then, forming a defense line from Baidi City to Diaoyu City."

"It was later abandoned, and my ancestors moved here and settled down..."

Wang Daoxuan listened as he walked, observing his surroundings calmly.

He just used a "horse hitching post" method to trick the people in the village into coming to him on their own initiative. It was the first time he entered the village.

The villagers we saw along the way were also very strange.

Most of them were middle-aged men. Although they seemed to be working, they all had indifferent expressions and were wary when they saw outsiders coming.

And there was not a single elderly person in the village. Occasionally, a pale-faced child would look through the window, only to be dragged away by the adults at home.

Seeing this, Wang Daoxuan already understood what was going on. With a smile on his face, he was surrounded by the crowd and brought to a big house.

This mansion is a typical Shu building, similar to a stilt house, but built of bricks and stones. It is quite large and impregnable.

"Master, this is my home."

The old man named Meng, who was in the lead, raised his hand and smiled, "My humble abode is simple, I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, but I have prepared a banquet at home, please come in."

"Not urgent."

Wang Daoxuan narrowed his eyes and observed carefully.

Normally, livestock would be raised on the first floor of this kind of stilt house, but the bottom floor of this big house was empty and pitch black.

The Taoist secretly made some hand gestures, his eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and he immediately saw a layer of darkness with a faint yin energy lingering around.

"All the livestock we raised before are dead, right?"

Wang Daoxuan glanced at him and spoke lightly.

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"The Taoist priest is right."

The old man surnamed Meng had an unpleasant expression on his face and whispered, "I will tell you about this matter one by one later."

When we arrived at the main hall of the house, we saw that a sumptuous banquet had been prepared.

Wang Daoxuan just tasted a few bites, but Wu Ba on the side didn't care and went straight to the food, stuffing big mouthfuls of meat into his mouth.

He ate almost all of the food on the table by himself.

The elders present had never seen any human goblin before, and seeing such an extraordinary person, who was all Wang Daoxuan's servant, they respected him even more in their hearts.

The old man surnamed Meng winked and sent all the servants away. Then he picked up the wine glass, took a sip and sighed, "It's all the sins of our ancestors."

"Master Wang, to be honest, our ancestors were not good people. When the emperor of the Great Xuan Dynasty seized the throne and the world was in chaos, he led his people to seek refuge here, and it was inevitable that they would do some looting."

"But in the long run, it was not a big deal, so our ancestors bribed the government office and handed over a few people to take the blame, and they became good citizens."

"Later, a teacher taught us a secret method to place the village's grave at Baopingkou and built a temple there. He said that if we offer sacrifices on time, the village will be able to enjoy wealth and prosperity in the future."

"It was just as he said. The situation in the village was getting better day by day, but something went wrong in the past two years."

"All the livestock in the village died. We couldn't feed anything. Children were also frequently missing. We thought they were traffickers from other places, but one day we tracked them and found that a child had dug into a grave without knowing what was going on..."

At this point, a trace of fear flashed in the old man's eyes, "Master, these are all old stories from our ancestors, please help me resolve them."

"Oh, I see..."

Wang Daoxuan nodded thoughtfully and said, "In troubled times, some things are beyond one's control. I already know this."

"Are you placing the ancestral tablets in the mountain temple?"

"Yes, that's right."

The old man nodded quickly, "It was that gentleman who came up with the idea. He said that our ancestors had become mountain gods and would definitely protect us."

"So confused..."

Wang Daoxuan stroked his beard and shook his head, saying: "How can a mountain god be so simple? Without the imperial decree, the earth's energy will be in chaos."

"Is water beginning to seep under this Aquarius Mountain?"

"Did someone commit suicide for no apparent reason in the Shaohukou where the mountain temple is located?"

The other old man's face turned pale. "To be honest, it was our eldest son who ran to Shahukou like a hysterical man in the middle of the night and slit his throat outside the mountain temple."

"Oh."

Wang Daoxuan pondered for a moment, "There is indeed a way to deal with this matter. I can perform a ritual to confer the title of mountain god on your ancestors. This will make the name legitimate and the souls of the deceased will naturally be at peace, and the chaotic situation can be corrected."

"Thank you, Taoist Priest!"

Everyone stood up and clasped their fists, their faces filled with gratitude.

Wang Daoxuan's performance along the way has convinced them and they completely worship him as a living immortal.

We had invited people before, but they all talked nonsense. If it hadn’t been so long ago, they would have really thought that Wang Daoxuan was the wizard who came up with the idea.

"Master, when do we start preparing?"

Wang Daoxuan picked up the wine glass and took a sip, then said calmly, "I have other things to do, so let's start tonight without further delay."

…………

It was late at night, in the canyon behind the village.

This canyon is very secluded, located right at the mouth of the Baoping River. It is surrounded by lush trees and has only one path running through it.

And a mountain temple just blocked the canyon.

"It was rumored that someone killed a tiger here."

As they walked, the chief of Laoxiong Village introduced: "Later, our ancestors built a temple and planted trees here, saying that if something happened one day, they could just go into the mountains from here and avoid being chased by the soldiers."

"The terrain of the mountain behind is complicated, and only I know the way out of the mountain..."

As he spoke, there was a hint of satisfaction in his expression, but also a hidden threat in his tone.

They also doubted Wang Daoxuan's origins, but now that he had arrived at the village, he was blocked at this tiger-killing pass.

If he has bad intentions, you can't run away even if you want to.

Wang Daoxuan seemed not to hear the meaning of his words. He just set up the altar outside the mountain temple and looked around.

I saw that the cliffs on both sides were densely packed with cliff tombs, but they were all sealed with bricks and stones. Only a few new tombs had openings, and leftover food was placed outside.

This is the "clay jar tomb".

In some places, when an elderly person gets old, no matter what his condition is, he will be placed in the grave by his own children.

Every time you deliver a meal, you get an extra brick.

Until the entrance to the grave is completely blocked.

This custom often arises from wars and disasters, and in some places it is also called "sixtieth-age burial" or "death kiln".

But here, it's obviously different.

The tombs are grouped together around the temple, and the offerings in the mountain temple are arranged in order to worship human ghosts, turn the resentment of the elderly into evil gods, and satisfy one's desires through an evil method.

Wang Daoxuan was not surprised to see these arrangements. He already had some guesses in his mind, but when he saw the red cloth sachets hanging outside the tomb, he couldn't help but ask, "What are those sachets?"

And seeing that Wang Daoxuan did not ask any more questions about the "clay jar tomb", the old men were completely relieved, thinking that the Taoist priest in front of them was no different from those sorcerers who were obsessed with money.

The old man surnamed Meng, who was in the lead, spoke without reservation and whispered, "Don't be afraid of being laughed at by the Taoist priest. We have the custom of 'La Bao Bao' here, which is the Central Plains custom of recognizing a godfather."

"As the saying goes, pray for a good blessing, and you will live a safe and healthy life until old age. All the children in the village will pray here for a blessing."

"Not only is he very strong, he is also very fierce. If he encounters wolves, tigers or leopards, he can scare them away with just a glare!"

"Oh, I see..."

Wang Daoxuan understood the reason completely and shook his head, saying, "You may not know that I have another saying in my line of work."

“Before you look for a place in the mountains, look at the people living there first. If the people living there are immoral, the mountains will not be a good place for you.”

"What do you mean?!"

Hearing this, several old men immediately realized that something was wrong.

Wang Daoxuan looked around, unable to contain his anger any longer, and his voice turned cold, "What I mean is, no matter how good the feng shui is..."

"If a person has no morals, he will bring disaster upon himself!"

"You, who are you?"

Several old men suddenly drew out their daggers, their eyes full of ferocity.

"who?"

Wang Daoxuan has raised the Golden Money Sword.

After getting a bunch of precious money from the big toad "Ancestor of East Lake", his money sword was also improved a lot.

Among them there is a Twelve Yuanchen Coin, which is inlaid on the pommel of the Money Sword, and on it is a picture of a rooster subduing the five poisons.

Wang Daoxuan's heart moved, and he blurted out:
"Poor Taoist, Rooster..."

(End of this chapter)