Balian's cold eyes looked at Huang Laodao again, his eyes were like ice blood pooling between the cold edges of the sword, and he looked horrified.
"Huang Xianren is performing the ritual of offering sacrifices to the River God. I wonder if the Lord River God is being seen?"
At this point, Huang Laodao still dared to speak forcefully, waving his head crazily and saying:
"It's all the old Taoist who is pretending to defraud people of their money. It's nothing! There is no Lord River God. It's the old Taoist who deceived everyone. There are no gods in the river. Instead, they are just lonely ghosts who harm people.
This is indeed what the old Taoist has seen with his own eyes. Please don’t wash your clothes and fetch water in this river again! "
This old Taoist priest is also a thief. He knows that he can't be deceived. In the end, he pretends to be kind and warns everyone that this river is dangerous. He is honest and can gain goodwill at the same time.
It's a pity that Bai Lian doesn't accept this method at all.
"So, there is no god's protection in the river at all. It was clearly you who led everyone into the river and attracted the evil spirits, but you said that my wife is not a good person and colluded with the ghosts to cause harm.
They even have to be burned with blazing fire to test whether they are human or ghost beneath their skin. "
Huang Laodao hurriedly said: "No, no, no! It's the old Taoist who is confused! Shouldn't the old Taoist say that?"
"Really?" Balian smiled coldly: "But I don't think you are confused at all, you are very clear-minded.
This is a good suggestion. If you want to test it, you must test it thoroughly. "
"Don't you dare! Don't you dare! How dare you be disrespectful to the madam!"
Bailian lowered his eyes and said: "Of course you don't dare, because the person who colluded with the ghost is not my wife. Since it was Huang Xianren who led everyone into the river, it will inevitably make people have many thoughts.
For the sake of Huang Xianren's reputation, I think it might as well try to refine this piece of real gold in the fire. "
By going round and round with these words, he actually brought the fire to himself.
Huang Laodao's face was so horrified that his internal organs began to ache. He kowtowed and admitted his mistake:
"No, no, no!!! The old Taoist is just a mortal who relies on deceit and abduction to earn a living. This burning fire is beyond the reach of ordinary people."
"No." Bailian smiled faintly, "I said you can bear it, but you have to bear it even if you can't bear it.
Don't worry, Huang Xian's humanistic method is profound and he will not be afraid of a mere fire.
What's more, I'm not an insensible person. If I really can't figure out what happened, then it would be a good thing for the Taoist Priest to be cleared of his innocence and the injustice can be cleared from now on. "
Balian turned slightly, his eyes fixed on the pile of dry firewood and branches that everyone had picked up.
As his heart moved, the wind whipped up wildly, hitting Huang Laodao with a crackling sound, and surrounded him tightly.
Huang Laodao was so frightened that he urinated and cried so much that he couldn't bear to die. He pointed at Bai Lian and said, "Demon... demon method?"
Bai Lian said calmly: "No, this is the Taoism of our Xuanxian sect's eight orthodox scriptures.
Huang Xianren, you can rest assured that although this junior has not practiced Taoism for forty or fifty years, he has achieved a small amount of success and will not accidentally hurt you. "
After saying that, ignoring Huang Laodao who was crying in tears, Bai Lian kicked him and the unextinguished torch fell into the pyre.
The small torch seemed to fall into boiling oil in an instant. In the blink of an eye, the flames shot up into the sky, making the sky turn red.
This is not a normal burning speed. The forest near the stream is the most humid in the early morning, and it is most difficult to ignite without the attraction of oil and wine.
Not to mention the fire that caused such a surge into the sky.
Poor Huang Laodao, his withered body was swallowed up by the fire in an instant.
There is a process for the human body to ignite, but in the blink of an eye, it suddenly became a burning person.
There was absolutely no scream, and Huang Laodao could only stumble and struggle to escape from the fire pit.
Trying to put out the fire on his body by rolling in the wet earth.
Everyone was frightened by this miserable scene.
They looked at standing in front of the fire. The bright flames outlined Balian's pale face, revealing the sharp edges and coldness.
The dead branches of weeds and branches everywhere were peeling and crackling, and the flames spread crazily, as if they were spreading with the wind.
But only when they reached Balian's feet, the flames seemed to have their own consciousness, and they all avoided him.
The terrifying fire passed by, but it didn't burn an inch.
Balian lowered his eyes and looked at Huang Laodao calmly. He watched very patiently as Huang Laodao extinguished the flames on his body bit by bit, and lay on the ground with his body charred and cracked, dying and screaming.
Until the last bit of the flame was extinguished, Huang Laodao suddenly felt happy to be reborn after a disaster.
He thought to himself that after experiencing such a disaster, this life was equivalent to being saved.
You must cherish it in the future and start a new life, and you must not mess around and cause trouble again.
He grimaced in pain, and his whole body felt like it was about to burst. The old Taoist priest thought to himself, it turned out that the burning of the body was so painful.
If the knife hadn't fallen on him, he wouldn't have known how painful it was.
He screamed, and as soon as he raised his head, he met the clear eyes staring deeply at him against the light.
His heart trembled as he watched the young man in front of him slowly raise the corners of his lips towards him.
Balian curled his fingers and snapped them.
"Boom ho ho ho!!!"
The fire behind Huang Laodao suddenly became brighter, and two fire snakes roared out, biting Huang Laodao's shoulders like fire objects.
Under the horrified and desperate eyes of the old man, he was quickly drawn back into the fire.
This time, he had no chance to escape. He was reduced to ashes in the raging fire.
In the huge forest, there was a group of villagers and women who were just watching the excitement, and no one dared to say a word.
There was silence all around, and the forest was filled with an eerie, silent tension as the sun grew stronger.
Shu Ci slowly poked his face out of Bai Lian's arms, and looked calmly at the charcoal dust that Huang Laodao had turned into.
Then he looked away without interest.
In other words, it's not that he's not interested, but that he has a natural disregard for life.
The fire that was blazing into the sky not long ago also turned into ashes and embers along with the old Taoist priest.
Bailian slowly turned around in the long dead silence and said with a faint smile: "But I misunderstood the Zodiac Chief. It turned out that the Zodiac Chief is really an old god. A fire and real gold trial actually caused such a strange phenomenon in the world. It is really gratifying and congratulatory for the Taoist priest to appear like an immortal."
Is this something worthy of congratulations?
Everyone has turned into charcoal, okay?
Everyone was horrified, but seeing Balian's sincere smile, if he hadn't been holding someone in his hands, he would have put his hands together and recited Amitabha.
"Little... little Xianggong, even if that old Taoist is wrong in all kinds of ways, his crime will not lead to death. So and so..."
Some villagers felt that this move was too cruel.
Anyone can see that Huang Laodao is just an ordinary person.
Bailian said: "According to what you said, it is feasible for Huang Xianren to set fire to my wife and kill me? Can you even applaud and watch?"
"That's not the case. We didn't know Madam Su's true identity at the beginning. We were misled for a while, so we were confused."
Bai Lian raised his eyes and said: "The heart is bright, and there is a blue sky in the evil heart. Thoughts are dark, and there are evil ghosts hidden under the human heart.
Whether a person is a demon or a ghost is only tested in his heart.
Someone suspected that my wife was colluding with evil spirits to take people's lives, but there is no real evidence.
Huang Laodao had the intention of harming people and killing people, and he said it himself.
Do you think it is not pity for the person who is suspected to die, but the person who is convicted of the crime is excusable and the crime does not lead to death? "
Everyone was left speechless by the question.
"The difference is just that the person who implements the criminal law is the fairy and the old way that you believe in.
One is a traveler of unknown origin who casts strange magic. "
Balian smiled faintly, and did not want to tell them what was right or wrong. Instead, he whispered to Shu Ci in his arms:
"Help me get five golden leaves from the Qiankun bag."
Shu Ci refused to move: "I will not accept orders from anyone."
The more important reason is that at this moment, Balian has a murderous spirit and is full of karma.
She was surrounded by a sense of happiness at the moment, so comfortable that the pain on her face had reduced a lot, and she was unwilling to move any more.
He pressed his nose hard against Bailian's neck, sniffing secretly.
Balian made her go through life and death, but she still wanted to take advantage of him.
Suddenly there was a feeling of hatred that iron could not become steel, and he said coolly: "If you are still dishonest, I will throw you away."
Shu Ci really couldn't bear to part with this piece of meat that exuded an appetizing aroma from all over his body, so he had no choice but to do as he was told.
Balian walked up to Aunt Wu and said, "Aunt Wu has spoken out for justice five times. These five leaves are all Aunt Wu's sincere heart to protect her."
Aunt Wu has never seen so many gold leaves in her life, each one is as big as a palm.
However, the value of this leaf is not only that it is pure gold, but even more precious is the carving skill of this gold leaf, which is lifelike and full of artistry.
How could such a regrettable thing be seen in a remote rural place like this?
If you take it to the city to pawn it, Aunt Wu will probably have enough food and clothing for the rest of her life.
Aunt Wu's eyes widened when she saw it, and she waved her hand quickly: "I can't do it! I can't do it! People can't be greedy! Don't be greedy!"
Bai Lian raised his eyebrows, and Shu Ci understood the meaning and put the gold leaf in his hand into the trouser pocket that Aunt Wu opened "accidentally".
Balian smiled slightly and said, "That's what happened."
After Bai Lian left.
Everyone looked at the rosy-faced Aunt Wu with amusement.
This aunt of the Wu family is really possessed by a lucky star. I don’t know where the luck comes from. She just said a few good words for others, and she got so many gold leaves.
Seeing Baili'an walking away, he immediately felt suspicious: "Aunt Wu, this young master of Baili's family seems to be following evil ways.
How can ordinary people control flames and look so good?
Who knows if it was transformed into a male vixen from the mountains.
It has been said in the books that these fox demons are the best at controlling fox fire and can change it in countless ways. Who knows, when you get home, these shining golden leaves will become ordinary dead tree leaves. "
Some people also echoed: "That's right, if he is really such a great and serious person, how can he live in a place like ours, look at his weak appearance.
I don’t know which immortal Taoist priest was responsible for the injury.
If not, why didn't he go to the rich and charming Kyoto to recuperate if he was so rich?
There must be too many Taoist priests and immortals in Kyoto, and I am afraid that they will be arrested for practicing elixirs.
Aunt Wu, you have to be careful. That golden leaf seems to be a big advantage, but could it be that there is some kind of head-lowering technique in it that collects people's energy? "
Aunt Wu subconsciously clenched her pockets, and was startled by everyone, and said in horror:
"The young husband-in-law of the Baili family seems to be a kind-hearted person. I have no enmity with him, so he won't harm me, right?"
"It won't harm anyone? Didn't you see how miserable Huang Daochang died just now? When he came, he was glorious, but when he left, there was only dregs left.
If you don't keep the golden leaves, you will be burned to death tonight. "
Everyone is alarmist, Mrs. Wu is a rural woman after all, you say something, I say something.
Gradually, he was also persuaded, and his expression became struggling and hesitant.
In the forest, a clear wind suddenly blew up.
Several figures came with swords in the air, and the clear sound of the swords was like the sound of a flute, like a long and wide stream, like the sound of immortality.
Everyone looked up when they heard the sound, and saw several young disciples dressed in white clothes and dressed as Taoists, descending with swords and landing in the forest.
"I wonder if any of you, aunties or uncles, have seen a sickly young master passing by this place?"
Another young sword-wielding young woman pointed to the embers of the fire on the ground and said softly, "Sister Su Jing, this is my Taixuan Sect's fire-bending technique."
When everyone saw this group of people, they had an extraordinary temperament. Their eyes were filled with radiance, the skin on their faces was moist and full of aura, and their brows were as clear and moist as a spring breeze. They were all a good color of their own.
They are all village women and old men. How have you ever seen such neat and beautiful young people?
Especially the tall and thin woman at the head, who is dressed in white and has black hair. Her eyebrows are moistened by the early morning sun. Instead of showing warmth, her whole person looks colder and more elegant.
Even though it gives people a feeling of being extremely unapproachable, it makes people forget about the world and cannot believe that there are people in the world who can be born like this.
The cold woman at the head looked at the pile of ashes on the ground, seemingly thoughtful. The young female companion next to her gently called "Senior Sister Su Jing" several times.
She slowly withdrew her gaze and said calmly: "Well, it's him."
The young junior sister obviously respected her very much. Her voice was very soft in front of her, as if she was a little nervous.
"I thought it was just a lie made up by a scumbag in the sect, but I didn't know it was true. I never expected that a lonely person like Senior Sister Wen Jiu would accept direct disciples, and accept them so casually. It's really unbelievable. Just like her old ways."
Su Jing glanced sideways: "How can you comment on the style of the Lord of the Nine Classics?"
The female disciple's neck suddenly shrank and she did not dare to speak any more.
"Um... fellow immortals, is the sickly young man you are talking about your companion?"
As everyone listened, they gradually became uneasy.
