The country is broken

"It's all thanks to the protection of the Great Immortal and the cultivation of the Immortal Elder! The little one is just trying his best!" The man below heard Lu Xuan's words, looked at each other, and immediately stood up and knelt down in front of Lu Xuan. This man was Wei. Qi Laogen of Yazi Village.

Yang Hu, Ma Wuye and Li Guaizi who stood beside them pouted their lips and looked at this guy who jumped out to please the fairy with disdain.

"Okay! Junior brother Feiyun's painstaking training is not in vain! Get up." Master Lu Xuan was clearly in a good mood.

"Xie Xianchang!" Qi Laogen stood up and stood aside again, his body trembling slightly, obviously unable to conceal the joy and excitement in his heart.

"Look at this country bumpkin, it's really easy to fool." Smiling Tiger Yang Hu completely regarded Qi Laogen as a bumpkin who had never seen the world. [

"Hey!" Ma Wuye and Li Guaizi are both veterans, and they just smiled at the praise of Lu Xuanxian, without any real sweet rewards, which did not arouse their true gratitude at all.

"Ning Sheng, you need to learn more from Junior Brother Lao Gen in the future, and don't let down the expectations of you as a teacher." Fu Yundao trained his apprentice during the long vacation, but a cold light flashed in his eyes .

"Immortal Elder! The time has come, we can start!" A congregation looked at the time, stood up and said to Lu Xuanxian.

"Let's begin!" Lu Xuanxian nodded, and everyone stood in awe, waiting for the ceremony to begin.

boom! ~ A row of fires beside the altar shot out a cloud of gunpowder smoke amidst loud noises, a sound of singing, flags fluttering, neatly dressed Yiguan Taoists lined up and interspersed, and the sacrificial activities began.

Line up, drums, prayers, incense, a long series of etiquette is carried out by these consistent Taoists.The believers of the common people knelt on the ground, chanted the scriptures in the Taoist sect devoutly along with others, praying for the protection of the gods enshrined in Yiguandao.

After two magical witches in strange costumes danced wildly around the altar as if they had taken ecstasy, the congregation in charge of the ceremonies shouted loudly: "Come here, prepare to sacrifice to the Great Immortal!"

Nineteen men in red coats walked between the nineteen wooden stakes, and placed a wooden barrel in front of the feet of the people tied to the wooden stakes. Each of the men held a shiny sharp knife in his hand.

"Little Six! Don't shake your hands! Stand still!" A short, unshaven man among the people in the red jacket glanced at a young man beside him.

The hands of the young man who was also wearing a red coat beside him trembled unconsciously like cramps, trembling all over, and looked extremely nervous.

"Second Uncle, I, I'm afraid!" The young man's teeth chattered and his complexion was a little pale.

"If you are afraid of a ball, just kill a pig or a chicken, stab it hard with a knife, and just swipe down." The thick and short man with a beard glanced at his nephew, usually killing pigs, cows, chickens and sheep without blinking In a blink of an eye, stabbing someone today is a mess.

"Yes, but today is a human, not an animal!" The young man felt his calf go weak.After all, it is still unacceptable to kill a living person with a knife.

The short, unshaven man said angrily, "Shut up! Today is the Great Immortal's sacrifice. These people are sacrifices to the Great Immortal. After offering them to the Great Immortal, the Great Immortal will bless us with food and clothing. If you get promoted and get rich, you are like slaughtering animals." , just close your eyes and pass."

"Can……"

"It's nothing, unless you replace them yourself!" The thick and short man wanted to slap his nephew twice, he had confessed it before, but now he felt no mercy.

"Yes!~~" The young man still couldn't resist his second uncle's scolding and bowed his head. The men next to him who were also soft-handed and soft-footed were also shocked when they heard the thick and short man's words, and they braced themselves. Control yourself no longer trembling.

"stop!"

There was a loud shout from the group of believers, and everyone looked at the past in unison. [

A Yiguandao leader shouted aggressively: "Who?! Stand up!"

A man stood up from among the believers, pointed at those who were tied to wooden stakes, and said, "It's me! If you don't change your name when you're going, or if you don't change your surname when you sit, Qiao San from Wuhu Village! You guys whose consciences have been eaten by dogs! , let them go."

The leader of Yiguandao said with a sneer, "Hmph! Who am I supposed to be! It's Qiao San! Don't meddle in your own business! Be careful and break your other arm."

"Bah! Even if I risk my life, I won't let you do whatever you want." Qiao San's thick brows trembled, and his piercing eyes revealed a kind of determination. He clenched his fists and said to the surrounding believers: "The Japanese devils bullied us Chinese, killed our families, seized our food, and raped our wives and daughters! Think about it with your conscience, who took back our fields for us? Who guarded our houses and families? Who braved the wind and rain to help us cure our illnesses when we were suffering from illness and had no choice but to survive?! It was the Eighth Route Army! Open your eyes and take a closer look, who is tied to the pillar?! Is it the Eighth Route Army?! Is it the health team?! They are our benefactors! Are we going to repay our kindness like this, regardless of good or bad, and kill our benefactor in front of our eyes?!"

Qiao San's deafening cry caused a commotion among the believers, and the religious belief began to waver in the face of the people's instinctive kindness.

"Yes! It seems to be the reason!"

"No, they are not Japanese, they just don't believe in it."

"Dad, my baby had a fever last time, didn't the doctor from the health team cure it!"

"This! Let's listen to what the Great Immortal has to say, I can't make the decision."

"Those who don't believe in the Great Immortal are monsters. The priests have said that Balu is a monster. The health team is just giving us some sweetness for the time being. God knows what's weird in the medicine they give us."

"Besides the magic power of the immortal, the words should be more reliable."

"However, the Eighth Route Army didn't do anything to offend us. Didn't we go too far?"

"If you don't believe in ghosts and gods, you will be struck by lightning. You are a sinner!"

"That's better than devils coming, burning, killing and looting!"

The pious believers immediately had differences of opinion. Some recalled the benefits of the Eighth Route Army and seemed hesitant. No matter who was tied to the pillar, more believers began to waver.

The leader of Yiguandao saw that the believers started to make such a noise after hearing Qiao San's words, and his position became shaken. He immediately shouted hoarsely: "Everyone, don't listen to Qiao San, he is spreading rumors! Come on, come on, hurry up!" Get him out!" The leader pointed at Qiao San who was speaking for the Eighth Route Army, and several loyal believers rushed over, Qiao San was angrily yelling, and the believers couldn't help the chaos of sticks, and they were knocked to the ground on the spot. It was tied up and dragged out.

Seeing someone come out to disrupt the ceremony, Master Lu Xuan standing on the altar seemed a little annoyed and said: "Hmph! The Immortal will definitely punish the unscrupulous people, Fuyun, find a way to calm them down!"

"Yes!" Daoist Fuyun bowed, walked to the altar, and pressed his hands down to signal silence. The believers all recognized Daoist Fuyun, and immediately became quiet.

"All disciples, please be quiet!" Daoist Fuyun cleared his throat and said, "I asked the Great Immortal to come down to the gods the day before yesterday, and the Great Immortal has already said that these people have been possessed by demons. Just now, Qiao San has been bewildered by the evildoer, everyone, don’t believe him.” Fu Yun knew that Qiao San had some prestige among the people, so he didn’t dare to touch him, but just found an excuse to cover it up.

The believers around did not say anything after hearing the words of Taoist Master Fuyun, even if they had doubts, they suppressed them in their stomachs. The fanatical belief of Yiguandao once again covered up their conscience. Drought is not uncommon, especially when it kills others, and the disaster does not come to itself. Most people choose to be three points short and muddle through.

"Continue!" Seeing that the scene was calmed down, Taoist Fuyun returned to the altar with some pride.

Daoist Feiyun, on the other hand, looked complacent at Daoist Fuyun, and let out a cold snort of disdain that only he could hear. [

"I'm sorry, girl! I'm also following orders. If I'm a ghost, don't look for me. Find a good person to reincarnate in your next life!" A man in a red coat said to a girl in the Eighth Route Army uniform who was tied to a pillar in front of him. And other people in red coats also began to say similar things to the person in front of them. They believed in gods and naturally believed in ghosts.

In the face of these people who have been poisoned by Yiguandao's ignorance, some members of the health team of the Eighth Route Army who are tied to stakes, some are cold-faced and silent, ignoring the imminent death of the knife; some female soldiers groan in the face of death. They were sobbing, but there was no sound of begging for mercy; some even showed a sneer of disdain, and hoarsely said: "Be quick! Don't let me suffer! 18 years later, I will continue to make revolution!"

The scorching sun made the skin tingle for a while, Taoist Feiyun stretched out his hand to the wooden stick representing the opening of the sacrifice, the breathing of the surrounding believers stopped suddenly, and all eyes were fixed on the wooden pillars and With the shiny sharp knife in the hand of the man in the red coat, a breath of tension and anticipation spread.For the common people, witnessing the killing field is always so exciting, let alone sacrifice so many people at the same time.

A breeze suddenly rose above the altar, and the dust moved with the wind, but it couldn't hide the extremely solemn and oppressive atmosphere in the air.

Suddenly, a long sound resounded in the sky, and it quickly became louder and clearer. The initial slight humming sound quickly evolved into a long roar like rolling thunder!

Before everyone could show their astonishment, the long roar like thunder mercilessly invaded their eardrums.

"evildoer!"

A voice that seemed to be suppressed to the fullest anger enveloped the sky above the entire venue.

This voice is not as violent as the roar, but it is full of the majesty of the superior, and the minds of a large number of believers who knelt down were deeply shocked by these two words!