Onmyoji's Secret

Chapter 1
My name is Chen Zixuan, and I was born in an ancient small mountain village in southwest Sichuan, surrounded by mountains and beautiful scenery, called Tsingyi Village.

In my childhood memories, my hometown has always been quiet and peaceful, and nothing extraordinary has ever happened.Until I was ten years old, the demolition of a temple made this world unveil its mysterious veil in front of me.

This temple is called the Snake King Temple. As the name suggests, this temple does not enshrine immortals or gods, but worships the king in a snake.

The temple is not big, but its location is very important. It just happened to be built on the only road between the village and the back mountain. The two big willow trees in front of the temple are full of branches and leaves. In the hot summer, they cast a shade on the flat ground in front of the temple. It is a good place to enjoy the cool.But since the beginning of my memory, I have never seen anyone resting here.

The adults in the village strictly forbid children to play in front of the temple, let alone enter the temple without permission.Only during the annual sacrificial activities can we have the honor to pay respects to the statue of the White Snake enshrined in the middle of the temple.The statue is covered with scales and armor, with electric eyes and a bloody tongue, and it looks majestic.

According to the stone tablet in front of the temple, the temple was built in the 28th year of Kangxi, with a history of more than 300 years.As for why the ancestors of Tsingyi Village did not worship gods and Buddhas, but worshiped this snake king who was similar to an evil god, it all started with the story my grandfather told me when I was young.

It is said that during the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty, there was a farmer named Chen Fugui in Tsingyi Village, who was hardworking, capable, honest and honest.Relying on a few acres of Susukida on the back mountain, he saved a considerable fortune. Later, he married a daughter-in-law named Xiulian in a neighboring village.A few years later, Xiulian gave birth to a big fat boy named Chen Shengzhi. The family of three enjoyed themselves happily and lived happily.

Until the 17th year of Kangxi, when Chen Shengzhi was fifteen or sixteen years old, a strange thing happened to the Chen family.That day, Chen Fugui was farming in the field in the back mountain as usual. It was noon and the sun was shining brightly. Chen Fugui was hungry and thirsty in the field, but he didn't see his wife Xiulian bring him food, so he felt suspicious.

Chen Fugui was hungry and had some ominous premonition in his heart, so he put down the farm work in the field and rushed home.Unexpectedly, when he walked halfway up the mountain, he saw his wife fainted by the roadside, and the food in the basket spilled on the floor.Xiulian's eyes were closed tightly, her complexion was pink, and there seemed to be a large lump in the clothes on her abdomen, which was bulging high, and sometimes there were signs of wriggling.

Chen Fugui boldly stepped forward to lift up Xiulian's clothes, but was severely startled.A fist-thin white snake was lying on Xiulian's abdomen, coiled into a ball.Startled by Chen Fugui, the white snake raised its head, and stared at Chen Fugui with its green eyes, looking extremely ferocious.

Chen Fugui was taken aback for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, the white snake had already swam into the grass beside the road and disappeared in an instant.After Xiulian woke up, she kept secret about the events of that day and refused to speak.

Three months later, Xiulian's belly gradually bulged, and she looked pregnant.In ancient times, the more children, the better the luck of the family. People in the village congratulated Chen Fugui one after another, but Chen Fugui was frowning, and his temper became more and more irritable.

The human race reproduces, and all conceive in October.But Xiulian's child was raised for twelve months, and finally gave birth to a monster child amidst the rumors and doubts of the villagers. Flashing, at that time scared the midwife Wen Po fainted.

Now the village exploded. The clan elders in the village led people to drag Xiulian and her monster child out and tie them to a tree. They said that Xiulian of the Chen family had an affair with the monster and messed up the road of human relations. Burn her to death with the evil seed she gave birth to.

And Chen Fugui sat at the door without saying a word, staring blankly at his daughter-in-law being burned to charcoal by the villagers.The snake boy who was tied to the tree saw his old mother being burned alive, and cried out in fright, his dark golden eyes were full of resentment and coldness.

When the villagers were about to set fire to the snake baby again, a black wind suddenly blew up between the sky and the earth.When the wind calmed down and the sand stopped, there was no sign of the baby snake on the tree, and even Xiulian's charred bones disappeared with the black wind.

As the saying goes, if you beat a snake without dying, there will be endless troubles. Now the villagers panicked. A white snake that has become a spirit and a baby snake with a dead mother are equivalent to hanging a life-threatening sword over the village.

Several clan elders specially invited Taoist priests from the county to go into the mountain to cast down demons, but they never came out again after they went in.And three days later, a thick fog enveloped the entire village, accompanied by countless snakes and pythons, all over the mountains and plains, boundless.

The thick fog covered the whole day and night. After the fog cleared, corpses were scattered all over the field, and there was no living thing anymore.

The story should have ended here, but what people didn't expect was that Chen Fugui's son, Chen Shengzhi, happened to be in the county to take part in the government examination and escaped the catastrophe.

This Chen Shengzhi had a staunch personality. Seeing his parents die tragically and the whole village slaughtered, he was so angry that his eyes were tearing apart.He resolutely gave up his "Tongsheng" status, left his hometown, and traveled to various famous mountains and rivers, seeking immortals and asking for revenge.

He has been away for 11 years. When Chen Shengzhi returned to his hometown, he was already dressed in Taoist attire, with a magic sword in his waist and a dust whisk in his hand. He was indescribably chic and elegant.

According to my grandfather, Chen Shengzhi entered the mountain alone, fought with the white snake in the mountain for three days and three nights, finally cut off the snake's head with a sword, and suppressed it at the foot of the mountain, which is where the Snake King Temple is now.

When I asked about the snake baby born to Chen's Xiulian, my grandfather shook his head and told me that he didn't know.

And when I asked why Chen Shengzhi built a temple for the White Snake at the foot of the mountain, and let the descendants worship it every year, and worship it devoutly, my grandfather didn't answer, but just looked at me meaningfully.

That look seemed to be looking at a rare treasure.

After 300 years of wind and rain, this Snake Temple still stands tall. It is the symbol of our village and the patron saint of the village.

According to the old people in the village, since the establishment of the Snake King Temple, our Tsingyi Village has enjoyed good weather and no disasters. Rabbits and deer saved their lives.

But the good times didn't last long. On this day, the Snake King Temple finally ushered in its end day, and disaster also came with it.

Several tea merchants took a fancy to the fertile land in the back mountain of our village, and they wanted to build a Tibetan tea plantation base in the back mountain.Tibetan tea is a local specialty and a daily necessities for nearly 300 million Tibetan compatriots in ethnic minorities. Growing this kind of tea can be described as a profitable business.

The county government has taken a fancy to the high tea tax and the prospect of economic growth, and is very keen on this matter.The tea merchants contracted the land in the back mountain. Under the government's various promises, the villagers did not have much opinion. But when it came to demolishing the Snake King Temple at the foot of the mountain to build a winding mountain road, it was like stabbing a hornet's nest. The villagers He immediately turned his face and drove those negotiators out of the village.

The leaders of the county were instantly furious, and they were slapped. This group of unscrupulous people in the mountains simply don't know how to flatter them.Since the soft ones are not enough, I will give you the hard ones. Immediately, the county's well-known ace demolition team was dispatched, and the leader was Li Daoba, who was known as "pull the mountains when you meet the mountains, and demolish the bridges when you cross the bridge".

That day, I was playing marbles with my friends under the big tree at the head of the village, when I heard a roar suddenly, I looked up and couldn't help being startled.Two large forklifts were driving on the road at the entrance of the village. The bright yellow spray paint was shining brightly in the sun, making people's eyes hurt.

Behind the forklift were three tractors, all of which were full of young men, each holding steel rods, big sticks, and the like in a menacing manner.

Where have I seen this kind of battle, I was frightened and stunned at the time, and I didn’t come back to my senses until the neighbor’s Ermao pulled me, we little kids followed behind those tractors, laughing and laughing To see the fun.

When we ran to the foot of the mountain, the Snake King Temple was surrounded by dark crowds, and the two ancient willow trees looked a little lonely and helpless at this moment.

"Uncle Cai, don't let these turtle sons tear down the temple!"

"That's right, temples can't be demolished! Drive them out!"

……

I heard the villagers calling my grandfather's name, and hurriedly squeezed in from the crowd.Grandpa stood on the flat ground in front of him in gray cloth, with his waist straightened, like a warrior in a novel.

I stepped forward and called "Grandpa", Grandpa smiled at me and held my immature palm. I suddenly felt a warmth in my heart. Even if I was facing a group of vicious demolition team members at this moment, there was no trace of tension on my face. .

Grandpa is the patriarch of our Chen family, and 70.00% of the people in the village are surnamed Chen, so even if grandpa is not the village head, what he said is more effective than the village head, because behind him, all the people with the Chen surname stand In China under the patriarchal system, blood is thicker than water.

When my grandfather was young, he went down the mountain and followed the tea horse gang to travel all over the country. It is said that he also entered XZ and met the Living Buddha.His rich experience and outstanding skills made his grandfather highly respected in the village.

"Chen Youcai, you bastard still want to stop me? Believe it or not, I will break your leg." Li Daoba looked at his grandfather with a ferocious face, his eyes were full of hatred.

Grandpa was not angry when he heard his words, but instead smiled softly: "Li Ergou, is there a knife missing on your right cheek, or it looks asymmetrical."

All the villagers laughed, and Li Daoba was so angry that smoke was coming from his seven orifices, and his eyes were about to burst into flames.

It turned out that Li Dao Scar's real name was Li Ergou, and he was a small vanguard among the Red Guards during the Cultural Revolution. When the Four Olds were broken, Li Ergou took the lead in eradicating the feudal cancer of the Snake Temple.

At that time, my grandfather was young and energetic, and he took a hatchet and guarded the gate of the Shejun Temple, blocking Li Ergou and his group of dog legs outside.Li Ergou thought his grandfather was scaring him, so he raised his legs arrogantly and was about to go in, but my grandfather didn't say a word, and cut Li Ergou's left cheek with a knife.

"My day is your ancestors, Chen Youcai, you are going to fight against the government!" Li Daoba took a step back unnaturally, afraid that his grandfather would really strike him again.

"My ancestors were buried on the mountain, you can go to Japan." Grandpa smiled, pointed to the direction of the ancestral grave, and said with an "honest" face.

Li Dao Scar was trembling with anger. Although he brought a group of younger brothers to carry out the forced demolition this time, he might be able to get through in other places, but he couldn't do it in Tsing Yi Village.

Since Cuba, there are many heroes in Shu, and the folk customs are fierce. In addition, Tsingyi Village has a surname, and the villagers are all blood relatives, and they are extremely united.Looking at the hundreds of villagers with hoes and sickles around him, Li Daoba felt a little chilly in his heart. He didn't expect that in the 90s of the [-]th century, these people were still twisted together as before, making it difficult for him to attack. .

Hard ones won't work, then come soft ones.

Li Dao Scar held his chest and calmed down, pretending to be amiable and said: "Brother Youcai, you also know that this is the government's decision, and it will be of great benefit to you to contract the land in the back mountain. When the road repairs Come to think of it, it is very convenient for everyone to enter the city. This temple will be demolished and then rebuilt. Wouldn’t it be more magnificent to let those few tea growers pay for it, and then spray gold and silver statues. Believe in the temple The Great God here is also very happy."

I have to say that what Li Daobao said was very level, the grandfather fell silent immediately, and the surrounding villagers also fell silent.Yes, the government's money to build roads will indeed make everyone's life more convenient, and if those tea merchants are willing to pay to rebuild the Snake King Temple, it will be a happy thing for everyone.

Grandpa took out the cigarette stick, took two puffs, and said, "Since Captain Li said so, let those tea growers make a guarantee to build the temple. This old temple can be demolished as soon as it is said."

As soon as grandpa finished speaking, several old people in the crowd protested.

My great-grandfather, that is, my grandfather's fourth uncle, said, "If you have money, this temple cannot be demolished, and the rules set by our ancestors cannot be broken."

My grandpa smiled and said, "Fourth Uncle, we can't keep stopping the demolition of the temple here, can we? Since ancient times, the people have not fought with the officials, so we can't keep it. Let's let those few tea growers rebuild." Temple, it’s not considered breaking the rules, it’s like reshaping the golden body for Snake Lord.”

The fourth grandpa didn't speak, and the other elders didn't say a word. They are old, and my grandpa still needs to talk about the affairs in the village. Now that grandpa has said so, they know that the Snake King Temple can't be kept. .

Seeing that the matter of demolition of the temple has been settled, Li Daoba said with great joy: "Don't worry, everyone, those turtle sons who grow tea are the richest. When the time comes, let them build a big temple and put a layer of gold powder on the statues. satisfy."

Grandpa waved his hand and asked the villagers to retreat far away, but he took my hand and sat on a boulder by the roadside, watching Li Dao Scar's men drive a large forklift to build the 300-year-old building. The Snake King Temple was completely destroyed.

I could feel that Grandpa's big hands were already covered with sweat, and he kept repeating in a low voice: "This is life, baby's life!"

boom!
The Snake King Temple was pushed down by a forklift, and the majestic white snake statue in the original temple fell on the ruins.From a long distance, I seem to be able to see tears streaming down from the blood-red eyes of the idol.

Half an hour later, a shout suddenly came from the ruins of the temple: "Come and see, there is something under this temple."

Grandpa took me to the ruins, which was already surrounded by Li Dao Scar's men. There was a big pit in the middle of the crowd, and a coffin lay quietly in the pit.

A white coffin.

"Why is there a coffin hidden under this temple? Could this be the suppressed White Snake?" A man in the crowd said nervously. He had also heard the legend that the Snake King Temple suppressed the head of the White Snake.

Everyone looked at my grandfather. He is the patriarch of the Chen family. If there are any secrets in the temple, he is the most important person to know.

However, my grandpa shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either, but I felt the hand trembling slightly as grandpa held me.

"Damn it, where do the monsters come from in this world? They don't want to forgive you guys. Hurry up and pry open the coffin for me. I want to see what Harry has buried in his head." Li Dao Scar saw me Grandpa had no intention of objecting, and arrogantly asked his hands to pry the coffin.

During the years when Li Daojia was a Red Guard, he did a lot of things like digging up coffins and flogging corpses, pushing temples and smashing gods, and he didn't follow these rules at all.But his subordinates were different. Most of them were uneducated men, and they were very taboo about certain things. The white coffin was buried under the temple.

"A bunch of cowards."

Li Daobang couldn't hold back his face, cursed bitterly, and then asked my grandfather squinting: "Chen Youcai, I pried this coffin, do you have any objection?"

Grandpa didn't speak, but just shook his head. I looked up at Grandpa, just in time to see a flash of light in his eyes.But I was still young at the time, so I didn't care about it, but I was very excited to see Li Dao Scar, the suppressed white snake in the story, and I was always curious.

Li Dao Scar took a crowbar and walked towards the white coffin. He spat on his hands, and with both hands, he thrust the crowbar into the gap of the coffin, shouted loudly, and looked like he was pulling the mountain with his might.

boom!
With a loud noise, Li Dao Scar fell to the ground due to too much force, and the white coffin board fell down with the crowbar, revealing the contents of the coffin.

I suddenly heard the sound of swallowing saliva all around me.

Because in the coffin lay a man, a woman, a woman naked and naked.

The snow-white skin shone with a seductive luster in the sun, making it enchanting.

(End of this chapter)