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After the two crossed the swaying chain bridge, they saw that the valley was much wider, some mountains were leveled off, and some food crops were planted. At this time, many people were already busy in the fields.

Jiang Yuanlai was not from Wugou Village, so he didn't know where Chunmei lived. He went to the field and asked the farmers who were working, and immediately said to Wang Pengyu anxiously: "Sister Chunmei is going to marry Wutongshen, and Teacher Liu is going to stop them. Let's go quickly."

"Why does Chunmei want to marry Wutong God? Isn't Wutong God a statue for worship?" Wang Pengyu asked a little confused about the situation.

Jiang Yuanlai said anxiously: "Sister Chunmei's younger brother is ill, and the priest of the Wutong Temple said that only by marrying Chunmei to the Wutong God to be happy can her brother's illness be cured."

"Girls who married Wutongshen used to go crazy, and some even committed suicide by jumping off a cliff. Sister Chunmei must not be allowed to marry him."

Wang Pengyu said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, tell me carefully. Isn't Wutongshen just a statue? How can he marry someone?"

Jiang Yuanlai quickened his pace and explained as he walked: "I don't know either. Anyway, sending a girl to the Wutong Temple is to marry the Wutong God. The old man in the village said that if the girl is married to the Wutong God, the wish will be fulfilled." Realized, but Teacher Liu said that this is a superstition, a bad habit that harms us, let us not believe this."

Wang Pengyu had a gloomy face and did not speak. He followed Jiang Yuanlai and walked quickly through a muddy path. Not long after entering the village, he saw a large group of people watching the fun.

An old man with a delicate appearance stood in front of the single-plank bridge, facing a dozen or so peasant women, and a girl in a new cotton dress, her eyes were full of death, and there were tears on her cheeks.

One of them, holding a long pipe, was a stooped old man who frowned and persuaded: "Mr. Liu, you are the teacher in our village dozens of miles away. Everyone respects you very much. If there are other things, we will definitely agree." Sir, but Er Yazi is seriously ill this time, the Temple of Wutong said that Er Yazi’s illness will be healed only if Chunmei is promised to Wutong God as a wife. Are you willing to watch Tang Er’s family get rid of their roots? No?"

The pale old man was about 50 years old, wearing a white-washed Chinese tunic suit, blocked the single-plank bridge with open hands, and shouted angrily: "Absurd! If you are sick, you have to ask a doctor for treatment. How can you believe in these gods and ghosts! Today I will not Get out of the way, unless you push me down!"

Teacher Liu is an educated youth who went to the countryside. He had the opportunity to go back to the city, but he couldn't let go of the children in the mountains. He stayed here for 30 years, so he was respected by the nearby villagers. The people in the room were embarrassed.

The onlookers all pointed and pointed. Although many people in Wugou Village believed in Wutongshen, they respected this old man who devoted all his heart and soul to this mountain village. Many people even used to be Teacher Liu's students, so they didn't know When talking about Teacher Liu, some people persuaded them gently: "Mr. Liu, I think we should let them go. Anyway, we will just stay in the Wutong Temple for one night, and we will be back the next day."

Teacher Liu's eyes were wide open, and under his anger, he couldn't care less about being gentle, and even blurted out: "Fart!"

He said sharply, "Do you think I'm foolish? As long as this girl comes to the temple, her innocence will be ruined in the hands of the temple priest. How many girls have been driven crazy in the past, and even jumped off the cliff to seek death? I must never look at Chunmei." That's how it ended up!"

The rickety old man kowtowed his pipe on the rocks beside the mountain road, looked at the sky again, and said in a deep voice: "The time for the temple blessing is coming, we can't delay any longer, Sanzi, Mumu, go and frame Mr. Liu!" Come on, when the matter is over, the old man will personally apologize to the husband!"

The two men who were called out hesitated for a moment, but in the village, the patriarch had the highest status, and even the village chief had to listen to the words of the old man, the patriarch, so the third son and Mu Mu had no choice but to bite the bullet and force Teacher Liu to pull him away. open.

Mr. Liu was thin and thin, so naturally he couldn't hold up to two middle-aged men. He struggled desperately and could only watch helplessly as Chunmei crossed the single-plank bridge accompanied by more than ten ethnic groups, with two lines of tears in her eyes.

Wang Pengyu was watching outside, and couldn't understand many words, but what Teacher Liu said was similar to Mandarin, and Jiang Yuan explained the reason, so he barely knew what happened, and he was puzzled. It seems that Teacher Liu knew something, and so on. The next question is to ask clearly.

Sanzi and Mumu let go of Mr. Liu after the senders passed the bridge, said sorry repeatedly, and then quickly crossed the bridge.

Teacher Liu was held up by the two of them before and was still struggling, but now that he was released, he calmed down, watching Chunmei and the others go away with dull eyes, and burst into tears.

The villagers who watched the fun comforted him a few words, and seeing that Mr. Liu ignored them, they left after a long time to make fun of themselves.

Wang Pengyu and Jiang Yuanlai just walked over, Jiang Yuanlai called Teacher Liu, the thin old man came back to his senses a little, saw Jiang Yuanlai, stretched out his hand to wipe his cheek, and asked: "Yuanlai, why are you here?" , Didn’t the teacher tell you to watch your classmates at school?”

Wang Pengyu said in a deep voice, "I asked him to bring me here."

Teacher Liu looked at Wang Pengyu: "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Wang Pengyu said lightly: "It doesn't matter who I am, I may be able to help that Chunmei, as long as Teacher Liu tells me the matter in detail."

Teacher Liu didn't answer Wang Pengyu right away, but asked Jiang Yuanlai in dialect, then shook his head and said to Wang Pengyu, "You can't help. The people here are very xenophobic, especially the temple priest of Wutong Temple, who is the local bully." , Poor Chunmei, a 15-year-old girl, was harmed by that temple just like that, and my teacher can't help her at all!"

"Wutong temple's blessing?" Wang Pengyu asked.

Teacher Liu was as old as a teenager, and sighed, "Many people here believe in Wutong God, and the temple is more than ten miles away from here, on the mountainside of Tiebi Peak. I really don't know what those villagers think, they would believe in it Such an evil god, bewitched by the temple blessing, said that if he married the Wutong God, he would be blessed by the Wutong God, but in fact, the girls who sent him were all ruined by the temple blessing."

"I have reported several times to the county seat, but the Miao Zhu's influence here is deeply entrenched, and the result is nothing. I heard last night that the youngest son of Tang Er's family was ill. They went to pray for Wutong God, and the Miao Zhu unexpectedly She said that her younger brother's illness could be cured only by betrothing Chunmei to Wutongshen, so I came here early this morning, but it was a pity that the tragedy still couldn't be prevented."

Wang Pengyu didn't expect such ignorance in the present society, so he couldn't help being angry, and said in a deep voice: "Jiang Yuanlai, you stay here with Teacher Liu, I will go to the temple to see what happened, and I will definitely bring back Chunmei intact. "

Teacher Liu heard from Jiang Yuanlai that Wang Pengyu came by car, and seeing that Wang Pengyu had a calm demeanor, he might be someone with a background, so he told Wang Pengyu about the matter. Even if she couldn't save Chunmei, she could eradicate Wutong The blessing of the temple can be regarded as a good deed for the villagers of the nine villages and eighteen villages.

Hearing that Wang Pengyu wanted to go to Wutong Temple, his face changed, and he said quickly: "You can't go! Wutong Temple is on the mountain. In case of any accident, it will not be known to outsiders. You go alone Very dangerous."

He told Wang Pengyu these things, not for Wang Pengyu to be a hero, but for Wang Pengyu to go back to the city and use his connections to let the government people solve this scourge.

Wang Pengyu waved his hand: "It's okay, I'm just going to take a look, there won't be any problems. It's not easy to embarrass me for a small temple."

After finishing speaking, he crossed the five-meter-long single-plank bridge in two or three steps, and disappeared in the sight of Teacher Liu and Jiang Yuanlai in a blink of an eye.

Both Teacher Liu and Jiang Yuanlai rubbed their eyes, it was hard to believe that this young man walked so fast.

Not long after the members of the Tang family left, Wang Pengyu quickly caught up with them, but he didn't approach them, he just followed behind to see what the Wutong God and Miaozhu were up to.

After walking on the mountain road for a while, Wang Pengyu probably knew why the Ma family came here to buy herbs.

Due to inconvenient transportation, the environment here has not suffered much damage. You can often see many rare herbs in the mountains and forests. Naturally, the medicinal power of these wild herbs is not comparable to that of artificially planted herbs, although it takes a little time. , but if a purchasing point is established here, if there is a network, a large amount of herbs can be purchased in one visit, and the profit is not small.

Marrying a daughter to Wutongshen is not a glorious thing. The Tang family didn't make any noise, but hurried on their way to avoid delays. After about an hour or so, they all went up a small mountain.Although the mountain is not high, it is steep, so it is called the iron pen.

Wang Pengyu quietly followed up the mountain, and after a while, he saw a small mountain temple appearing on the mountainside.

This mountain temple is very simple, basically made of wood and stone, about two to three hundred square meters, with a small platform on the front, and a series of stone steps down.

Even though it was past nine o'clock in the morning, many people were already burning incense and worshiping the gods outside the mountain temple. Five clay sculptures and painted statues stood in the shrine, and the smoke and fire shrouded in front of them could not be seen clearly.

Wang Pengyu looked from a distance and found nothing unusual. The five statues had no magic power, and they didn't seem to be casting spells on the father and mother of the horse.Wang Pengyu pondered for a while, took out the nine-turn compass from under his neck to check the earth's atmosphere, and found that there was a hidden mana aura in the mountain temple, which was exactly the same as the pink evil spirit entrenched in the bodies of Ma and his father.

The Tang family had already brought Tang Chunmei into the mountain temple. Wang Pengyu's heart moved. He walked around the mountain temple outside and found a wooden window near the mountain wall on the left side of the mountain temple.

Wang Pengyu looked in through the window, then shrank, and got into the window.

This small house should be the living place of the people in the temple. The layout is a bit simple, with wooden beds and bamboo couches, and it looks like a place for ascetic monks to meditate. However, Wang Pengyu found some herbs on the wooden cabinet. These herbs are some epimedium. Aphrodisiac medicines such as cypress, Cyperus cypress, turtle bone, deer antler, golden dog kidney, purple flower, etc., the appearance of these things in the mountain temple can already explain the problem.

A loud sound came from outside the house, Wang Pengyu approached the door carefully, pushed the wooden door open, leaving a small gap, and saw the fireworks in the mountain temple, and there was a strange five-faced god statue on the altar.

When Wang Pengyu saw it, he knew that there was a brass base under the statue. The body of the statue was carved from peach wood hundreds of years ago. There were traces of mana around it that were continuously sucked into the body of the statue.

The stone altar in front of the statue enshrines a penis-shaped utensil made of black wood. Wang Pengyu feels an extremely sinister aura on it. Even if Wang Pengyu's skills are superb and his inheritance is profound, he can't see any tricks in it for a while.

A middle-aged and elderly man wearing a square Taoist crown on his head and a nondescript gown and Taoist robe was holding up the obscene phallic artifact to pay respects to Tang Chunmei, presumably some kind of wedding ceremony was being held.

Tang Chunmei was at the mercy of Miaozhu with a sluggish expression. About half an hour later, Miaozhu picked up a stone bowl on the altar, poured a small bottle of water from it, and handed it to the Tang family who was holding a dry pipe. Patriarch, said to go back and give Er Yazi the divine water blessed by Wutong God. Er Yazi's illness will be cured soon, and you can come to pick Tang Chunmei back tomorrow night.

Wang Pengyu's eyes were sharp, and he clearly saw that when Miaozhu was pouring water, his fingernail flicked, and some powder bounced into the bottle.

The Tang family left the mountain temple with thousands of thanks, and closed the temple door after following that temple. It seems that no one can enter this mountain temple to worship at any time. Normally, they can only worship outside Those five clay statues.

After closing the temple door, the thick and heavy wooden door separated the sound of worshiping and praying outside, and the temple congratulatory eyes suddenly became obscene, and he said with a smile: "Little lady, you are now the man of Grandpa Wutongshen, Take off your clothes and sit on the altar, spread your legs, wait for the treasure of Grandpa Wutongshen in this temple to open buds for you, and then go to the room to love you."

Tang Chunmei's expression was numb, with two lines of tears streaming down her face, but she didn't move.

The temple Zhu's face darkened, and he said again: "It's best for you to be obedient. Anyway, you can't get out of this gate today. If you want my temple Zhu to come hard and offend Grandpa Wutongshen, let alone your younger brother, even you Tang The whole family will be cursed by the Wutong God, don't harm them!"

How much knowledge does Tang Chunmei, a 15-year-old mountain village girl, have? She was frightened by this temple, and saw a pair of eyes of Wutong God on the altar looking at her with a strange light. He reached out to unbutton his clothes.

Suddenly there was a loud shout, Tang Chunmei's dazed head woke up suddenly, and she subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a plainly dressed boy with a backpack coming out of the side door, with a cold look in his eyes Looking at Miao Zhu violently.

Miao Zhu was startled when he heard the violent drinking, and turned his head to see a young man coming out of his bedroom, his face suddenly became extremely gloomy, and he said coldly, "Who are you, how dare you break into the temple of Grandpa Wutongshen?" among!"