Qingling Punishing Heart

Chapter 261 I am Yuan Sheng
There is a "Seven Saints Village" at the foot of Meishan, named after the "Seven Monsters of Meishan".

The Seven Monsters call themselves the "Seven Saints", and they are cultivated from seven animals: ape, pig, cow, dog, sheep, snake, and centipede.The seven monsters have magical powers and often harass the people at the foot of the mountain.

Many villages were forced to move to other places in order to avoid the Seven Saints.A few people who did not want to leave their homeland came up with a way to build a "seven holy temple", in which the stone statues of seven monsters were enshrined and worshiped every day.

Seeing that these people worshiped sincerely, the Seven Monsters of Meishan did not kill them all.

As a result, the villagers of Qisheng Village survived by luck, until the Meishan Seven Monsters died and were made gods.

For 200 years, the villagers of Qisheng have been lonely and surly.

The villagers farm and work, and live self-sufficiently. They neither pay attention to the disputes in the world, nor take the initiative to provoke outsiders.The village has never done business with the outside world, and traders passing by, never want to do business with them, because they don't worship gods, don't believe in ghosts, but don't believe anything outsiders say, only believe in themselves.

At this time, it was the scorching heat of summer, and the heat was unbearable.

The outdoor sun is scorching. Usually at this time, most of the villagers hide at home to escape the heat, and hardly anyone walks on the street.

Under the shadow of a towering old tree, eight bare-bottomed children in red bellybands are forming a circle, surrounding a young man in the middle.

The young man looked rather strange, with a protruding forehead, a sunken nose, and pale blue skin, appearing seven points sick.He looked around cautiously, seeing that there was no one around, he asked the children in front of him in a low voice: "What are your parents doing now?"

A little boy said: "My father is working in the field, and my mother is taking a nap at home."

A girl pointed at the little boy and said, "My father is taking a nap with his mother."

Hearing that the parents of several children are very busy, the teenager nodded reassuringly, cleared his throat and said, "Then let's start."

The eight children held their chins and began to listen to him carefully.

The young man said loudly: "Everyone, we wrote last time: Yuan Hong, the head of the seven sages of Meishan, wants to avenge the six brothers. This Yuan Hong is really amazing! He has thousands of years of Taoism, but he is an ancient arm-armed ape. He has attained the Tao, is proficient in eight or nine profound arts, can change art, has the talent of a general, and has great magical powers..."

Just as he was talking excitedly and spitting, a child suddenly interrupted:

"You've already said this part!"

The young man smiled awkwardly, and then said: "That's new. Yuan Hong was named General of Pingxi by King Zhou, and he fought against the army of Xiqi. No one in the Zhou family could defeat him. Compared with Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian, his supernatural powers can be said to be incomparable. They are on equal footing. The two fight 72 times, using all kinds of skills, fighting until the sky is dark and the sun and the moon are dark..."

"You've already talked about this one too!" Another child said dissatisfiedly.

The young man showed embarrassment, frowned and asked, "Then what did I say last time?"

A little girl in a red bellyband said: "You said that Empress Nuwa used the 'Shanhe Sheji Map' to help Yang Jian capture Yuan Hong."

The young man slapped his thigh, and suddenly said: "Yes, yes! After Zhenjun Erlang captured Yuan Hong, he beat him back to his original form and brought him back to the Xiqi camp. The generals escorted Yuan Hong to the gate and beheaded him. Seeing the monkey's head fell to the ground, but there was no blood on the neck, only a burst of fresh air rushed out. A white lotus flower grew out of Yuan Hong's neck. The white lotus was retracted and released, and a brand new monkey's head was born. Yang Jian chopped several times, The sword was like this, so I had to report it to the military advisor Jiang Taigong. The Taigong had no choice but to go out to see it. But at this moment, a cloud of dark clouds suddenly floated in the cloudless sky. Come here to help out. Do you know who this black-clothed Taoist is?"

"do not know."

The eight children were deeply attracted by the boy's story and listened attentively.

The young man danced and continued: "This black-clothed Taoist is a Sanshengxian, known as 'Luya Daojun'! Daojun stood on the cloud, holding the gourd of cutting immortals in his hand, and when he lifted the gourd cover, he saw a stick rising out of it. The white line is more than three feet high. Daojun shouted: "Baby is here!" In an instant, two white lights shot out from the gourd, seven inches and five minutes long, and they were two flying knives. The flying knives circled twice , I saw Yuan Hong's monkey's head fell to the ground, blood flowing, and everyone was shocked. Poor Meishan's last star fell..."

A child pursed his mouth when he heard the sad part, and asked, "Is Yuan Hong dead?"

The young man smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "Yuan Hong not only didn't die, but was conferred the title of immortal."

A little girl looked up at the sky and asked, "Is he in the sky?"

The boy shook his head again, "No, he is still in the mortal world, and he is beside you."

The children hurriedly asked, "Where is it? Where is Yuan Hong?"

The young man leaned forward suddenly, with the tip of his nose almost sticking to the children's faces, pointing to his own nose and saying, "I am Yuan Hong!"

The children looked at each other in dismay and said in one voice:

"I do not believe!"

"You have no mana!"

"You are lying!"

The young man turned around calmly, lifted the back of his clothes, and saw a hole in the back of his trousers.A fluffy white monkey tail protruded from the hole.The monkey's tail was only three inches long, as if it had been chopped off with a knife.

A child tilted his head and asked suspiciously, "Why is your tail... so short?"

The young man's eyes wandered, and he said vaguely: "Once you are made a god, your tail will naturally be shorter."

While speaking, the young man's short truncated tail swayed from side to side as if alive.

The children were fascinated, and they were very excited.

A little boy couldn't help but reached out and grabbed his tail, and pulled it hard. The boy cried out in pain, "Don't pull it! It hurts! The fairy's tail can't be pulled!"

The children all knew that it is absolutely impossible for mortals to have a tail, and seeing that the tail was genuine, they couldn't help shouting: "You are really Yuan Hong!"

"Hush! Keep your voice down!" The young man hissed mysteriously, and lowered his voice, "What do you think I am here for?"

The eight children imitated his mysterious appearance and asked, "What are you doing?"

The young man looked left and right, put on an unfathomable appearance, and said, "I want to find seven soul boys in the vast crowd, gather together the new Seven Sages of Meishan, and teach them supernatural powers, and you are the one-in-a-million soul boys." ! I want to take you to become immortals, and take you to fly!"

There was excitement in the eyes of the children, and each of them became excited.

The boy had a panoramic view of the children's expressions, and immediately took out seven wooden statues from his arms.Each of the seven wood carvings is the appearance of the seven saints of Meishan, and each one is carved vividly.

Showing the seven woodcarvings, the young man said solemnly: "But there is one condition for me to be a god. Whoever has this woodcarving can be the Seven Sages of Meishan."

The children scrambled to stretch out their little hands and scrambled for the wood carvings.

"I want one!"

"I also want!"

The young man quickly put away the wood carving, shook his index finger, and said, "I can't give it for free, I have to test your sincerity first. If you want wood carvings, you have to exchange them with valuable things at home, as much as you want. However, You must be sneaky, and you must not let your family find out!"

A child asked: "As long as you bring something valuable, you can make us gods? Is it that simple?"

The boy nodded, then shook his head again, "It's just a pity. There are eight of you in total, but there are only seven of the Seven Sages of Meishan. Whoever gets more and gets them faster, I will let him be the god first! Remember, only Six! The quantity is limited, first come first served!"

The eight children were hesitating whether to go home and steal something, when they suddenly heard shouts from behind:
"Yuan Sheng! You bastard! Come to the village to cheat again!"

"Yuan Sheng! You don't even let bare-bottomed children go!"

In the voice, a group of villagers ran over aggressively holding iron forks and other agricultural tools.

The young man who was called "Yuan Sheng" turned pale with fright, put away the wood carving in a panic, and was about to escape, when he suddenly found himself surrounded by groups!

People rushed out from every corner of the village.In the blink of an eye, Yuan Sheng was pinned to the ground by two villagers, unable to move.

Among the crowd, an old village chief who was over sixty years old came out slowly, and his crutches hit the ground with a "boom", kicking up a cloud of dust.

Looking down at Yuan Sheng on the ground, the old village chief sternly said: "Although we can't go to the cave on Meishan, we can wait for you to throw yourself into the trap!"

Yuan Sheng struggled and shouted: "You guys let me go! Otherwise, when I worship immortals as teachers and become immortals, you will be in great trouble!"

The old village chief said coldly: "Don't say that there are no gods in this world, even if there are, we won't give you this chance!"

A shirtless village man pressed Yuan Sheng's head to the ground, and said viciously, "Your nonsense can only fool yellow-mouthed children, don't try to scare us!"

Yuan Sheng was forced to gnaw a few mouthfuls of loess, choked uncomfortably, and shouted desperately: "I didn't lie to you! I really met a fairy sister!"

The old village chief smiled contemptuously and asked, "Have you ever seen a god?"

Yuan Sheng said: "Not only have I seen it! Sister Shenxian also visited my house as a guest!"

The old village chief didn't take it seriously, and asked, "Then tell me, what does that fairy look like?"

Yuan Sheng said: "Sister Fairy is dressed in fluttering white clothes, holding a sword in each hand, a golden sword, and a silver sword..."

The shirtless village man spat in his face and shouted, "Stop talking nonsense! The village chief only asks you what an immortal looks like?"

Yuan Sheng looked distressed, and murmured: "Sister Shenxian has a white bandage on her face, and only one eye is exposed, so... I don't know what she looks like."

The villagers looked at each other, completely unbelieving, and shouted one after another:
"Hmph, you must be talking nonsense again!"

"You need to use your brains when you talk nonsense, and make up a more complete story next time!"

"There will be no next time, kill him now! lest he come down the mountain again and harm my baby!"

"Yes! Kill him!"

As he said that, the villagers raised their farm tools and were about to beat him to death.

Yuan Sheng suddenly trembled, his eyes stared at the sky, and he raised his head and shouted: "Look quickly! The gods are coming!"

The shirtless village man said: "We will not be fooled by you! We are so determined! We still want to lie when we are dying!"

Yuan Sheng hissed again and again: "I didn't lie to you, the gods have really come! There is more than one! It is in the sky now! If you don't believe me, see for yourself!"

The villagers held Yuan Sheng down, looked back, and suddenly widened their eyes, only to see a dark cloud floating in the sky

That black cloud was incompatible with the snow-white clouds.

Everyone looked up at the sky in amazement, only to see dark clouds descending on the ground, three people walking down slowly, and a floating long sword.

(End of this chapter)