Sword from the Immortal Mountain

Chapter 47: Villains are like ghosts, and ghosts are like villains
The hideous creature pressed down on Zhang Tong's head and kept opening its mouth to suck. Its pair of indifferent eyes stared at Chen Jin on the other side, revealing greed.

Chen Jin turned a blind eye, thinking of the man who had chopped the statue with a knife before, but the ghost could not resist and did not dare to retaliate;

On the scholar's side, he tried his best to protect the statue, and even carried the statue back to the temple in the wind and rain. However, he was possessed by a spirit instead, and the yang energy and nutrients in his body were devoured.

If this continues, even if I don't die, I will get seriously ill.

The world is truly absurd and things are upside down.

It also proves the old saying: villains are like ghosts, and ghosts are like villains.

Chen Jin thought of the dilapidated mountain temple on the back mountain of Chenze Township, and the "golden-armored god" who had been "captured as the mountain god" and became Laolang.

Combined with what I saw and heard along the way during this "study tour", I can discover a phenomenon: that is, the number of temples that have fallen into disrepair or are in the process of decay is increasing.

These temples, such as those for mountain gods, river gods, land gods, etc., were formerly affiliated with the official temples of ritual and law, but now they no longer receive incense and sacrifices, and have fallen into decline.

At the very least, the temple will be deserted, and at the worst, it will collapse. There is also an even more bizarre situation, which is the mutation of the god from a "god" to a "ghost".

It is a kind of "corruption" phenomenon.

For example, the one currently possessed by Mr. Zhang.

It had long lost its divine aura, and had acquired a strange aura: fierce and cunning, greedy yet extremely timid.

When he first entered Tingyi, Chen Jin saw it at a glance, so he gave a reminder when he was judging the case.

However, Mr. Zhang was completely unaware of this and only believed in his own ideas and stuck to the old ways.

Now this guy did not realize that there was a strange creature sitting on his neck. He thought that he was exposed to the wind and rain, causing cold air to enter his body and he caught a cold.

He quickly wrapped his cotton robe tighter and curled up his frail body.

But it was no use. I was still shivering with cold and feeling dizzy.

At this moment, he suddenly longed to warm himself by a fire and drink a bowl of hot water.

But the Keting Inn was empty, drafty and cold.

Zhang Tong only felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, as if two mountains were pressing down on him, and he could hardly open his eyes.

At this point, he couldn't help but feel regretful. He shouldn't have been so stubborn and carried the statue back to the ruined temple.

With my body, being exposed to wind and rain is simply asking for trouble.

Don't underestimate the cold, especially when you are outdoors. Once you are infected and no one helps you treat it, you may become seriously ill and die.

Yes, there are other people in the pavilion.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiucai barely woke up and looked at Chen Jin as if asking for help.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Chen Jin had his back to him, as if watching the wind and rain outside.

There was no other way, Zhang Tong could only open his mouth and ask for help with great effort: "Chen, Brother Chen..."

When the sound came out, it was as thin as a mosquito or fly, and was immediately blown away by the wind.

Before he knew it, he was so weak that he couldn't even speak.

What was even more terrible was that when he saw that the wind and rain outside had subsided, Chen Jin stood up, took out a short straw raincoat from his bookcase, put it on, and then put on a bamboo hat.

It looks like he is going to leave.

Zhang Tong was very anxious.

At this time, if Chen Jin left and was left in Tingyi, he would only be waiting to die.

He struggled hard, trying to shout...

At the same time, in a field of vision invisible to the naked eye, the strange creature lying on Zhang Tong had a ferocious look in its eyes.

Compared to Zhang Tong, it seemed even more unwilling to let Chen Jin leave the pavilion, so it leaped up and pounced on Chen Jin like a vulture hunting for food. This pounce was so fierce that a gloomy wind blew in the pavilion.

The next moment, the strange creature landed smoothly on Chen Jin's shoulders, and it couldn't help but reveal a triumphant grin.

Compared to the scholar, the essence in this boy's body is much purer and brighter, making him more suitable to be a host. As long as he absorbs all the essence, he will be able to grow rapidly...

Noisy!
The monster was feeling delighted when suddenly a hot breath swept over, as if a ball of fire was spewing out from Chen Jin's body.

It had no time to react before being burned to ashes by the fire.

Chen Jin turned around and looked at Zhang Tong who was struggling on the ground: "Mr. Zhang, you called me?"

Strangely enough, at that moment, Zhang Tong suddenly came to his senses, and his whole body seemed to have unloaded a heavy burden and became relaxed.

He blinked his eyes in confusion, but the coldness on his body did not subside, which stimulated him to sneeze, and snot ran out of his nose, looking very embarrassed.

However, after experiencing the weakness and near-death feeling just now, he no longer cared about his face and hurriedly said, "Brother Chen, my clothes are wet and I'm very cold. Can I borrow some clothes to wear?"

Chen Jin said calmly: "Unfortunately, my clothes are also very thin, and I am wearing them all."

Indeed, in terms of clothes alone, he was dressed much thinner than Zhang Tong.

Hearing this, Zhang Tong stamped his feet, trying to drive away the cold, and pleaded, "Then can you help me make a fire?"

Chen Jin sneered and said, "Before, the man wanted to light a fire, but you refused to let him. Now that he's gone and there's no firewood left, where do you want me to light a fire?"

Hearing this, Zhang Tong felt very uncomfortable and didn't know how to explain it.

Chen Jin was too lazy to pay attention to him.

In fact, just now, Chen Jin had been secretly observing the movements of the strange creature.

The strength of this monster is not worth mentioning. It can be regarded as a phenomenon and a sample to be observed.

At present, it seems that this strange creature is similar to those mountain spirits and ghosts. It is difficult for it to invade towns where people live. It only lurks and moves in the mountains and fields, choosing people to eat.

However, if the trend continues like this, it will be hard to say what will happen in the future.

At this time, there was a rumbling of wheels outside, and a carriage drove over and stopped beside the pavilion.

The driver was about forty years old, a smart and capable man. He stuck his head out, saw Zhang Tong, and shouted quickly: "Mr. Zhang, I finally found you."

Zhang Tong also recognized him and was overjoyed: "Brother Hu San, why are you here?"

The driver, Brother Hu San, replied, "My master has been waiting for you at the farm, but he didn't see you coming. He was worried that something might happen, so he sent me to pick you up."

Zhang Tong said, "I'm ashamed. I went out in the morning and it was sunny and windy, but when I got here, it started to rain. I didn't bring any rain gear, so I had to take shelter here, which delayed me."

Brother Hu San said, "Oh," and said, "Then hurry up and get in the car. Your clothes are all wet. Don't catch a cold."

"well."

Zhang Tong was waiting for this sentence, and hurriedly packed up his things. Just as he took a step, he suddenly felt a black screen in front of his eyes, the world was spinning, and he almost fell to the ground.

"What's the matter with you?"

Brother Hu San quickly jumped out of the car and supported him.

Zhang Tong calmed himself down and said, "It's okay. Maybe I've been sitting for too long."

After Brother Hu San saw him off to the car, he turned around, looked at Chen Jin, bowed, and asked, "Excuse me, sir, are you also a scholar?"

Chen Jin replied: "I guess so."

Brother Hu San smiled and said, "If you don't mind, I would like to invite you to a banquet at the farm."

(End of this chapter)