Two months later.
The sun was shining brightly, and several village women were washing their clothes by the lotus pond.
After washing the clothes, they helped each other wring out the water, carried the wooden basin and left laughing. The lotus pond returned to calm, and no one noticed that there was a giant snake hiding under the lotus leaves.
The frog jumped on the stone again and croaked.
suddenly!
One side of the boulder bulged and opened, revealing the animal's vertical pupils. The vertical pupils turned and then stared at the frog squatting on the bridge of its nose in front of it. The frog was stupidly motionless and croaking, not knowing how dangerous it was facing.
Shaking his head to shake off the frog, twisting the snake's body, the huge white snake made an S-shaped water trail and swam to the shore. When it raised its head and came ashore, it had transformed back into a human form.
Stretch and twist your neck.
When I transform, I always feel uncomfortable in my muscles and bones. I am still in a good snake state and feel comfortable all over my body. Transforming into human form is really uncomfortable.
It's time to get on the road.
Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly paused and looked back in the direction of the town with a confused look on his face.
"It feels like there is something unfinished here and I can't leave. It's really strange. Maybe the place is trying to cause a snake disaster." Now I can predict it for myself.
Since there is still unfinished business, we might as well build a bamboo house in the bamboo forest to stay temporarily and see what's going on.
Bamboo forest mountains are suitable for snakes to live in, and they like the shade. Otherwise, Bai Yujun would not have chosen the bamboo sea to stay temporarily. The simple stilt buildings built with green bamboo are quite characteristic of the southern wilderness. They can fish during the day and sleep soundly at night, with only the sounds in their ears. Bamboo leaves rustle.
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Mountain path.
Hu Yuan, a member of the town, led two servants out of the town and quickly walked up the mountain to Zhuquan Temple.
Hu, who was about to knock on the door, looked at the rickety wooden door but did not dare to touch it. It was not because he was afraid of damaging the property of Zhuquan Temple, but because he was afraid that the heavy wooden door would fall and hit him, so he had to stand outside and shout into the temple.
"Master~Is the master here~?"
There was no movement in the temple.
Hu Yuanwai looked at the temple door but still didn't dare to open the door and go in.
"Master Hui Xian~ Ouch~ You should say something~"
"squeak……"
Hu Yuanwai and the two servants were startled. When they turned around, they saw the old monk Huixian and his young apprentice, each carrying a bamboo basket full of bamboo shoots. They were covered in mud, no different from farmers.
Huixian squeaked seriously, secretly complaining that Hu Yuanwai had to let him squeak.
"Ouch~ Master Huixian is looking for you. Come down the mountain with me quickly. My village has been haunted recently. Master, you have great magic power and you must help me~"
Hu Yuanwai burst into tears with runny nose and tears, and the two servants also followed suit.
When something weird happens, the nearby villagers and townspeople will think of Huixian. No matter how poor the temple is, how poor the master and the apprentice are, this worldly expert with a beard that is about to drag the floor will live to be fifty years old these days. Having accumulated good deeds in his previous life, he acted like an old monk and was naturally regarded by the villagers as a man of great ability.
As soon as he heard that it was haunted, the old monk straightened his chest and raised his head, turning into a master from this world.
As for being haunted, it's nothing more than some lonely ghost coming to haunt you. He can scare the ghost away by pretending to read some scriptures. Huixian is very familiar with this. However, he is poor in the mountains and cannot afford money. As long as he packs it up, Going out to do exorcism business is guaranteed to make a lot of money.
"Wait a moment for the poor monk to get the magic weapon."
"Hey, don't be in a hurry, Master, please slow down~"
Then, Hu Yuanwai and the two servants were dumbfounded. They thought that the old monk Huixian opened the door and went in, but they didn't expect to lead the young monk to climb over the wall and enter the courtyard. It turned out that he was also afraid of being smashed to death by the wooden door...
He took the old wooden fish and wooden bowl, led Xiao Shitou and went down the mountain with Hu Yuanwai.
Hu Yuanwai lives in the east of the town, where there are good paddy fields and large fish ponds. Hu Yuanwai relies on this land, although he is not rich, but he is still a small landowner, but the fish pond is haunted recently.
A long-term worker was cleaning a fish pond when he was grabbed by something under the water. It was so strong that he thought it was a water snake. When he came up, he saw that Emma's ankles were pinched blue. What was scary was a palm print. The long-term worker was so frightened that he became ill. a few days.
What happened next became more and more bizarre. A chicken walking by the fish pond suddenly fell into the water. The cattle were too frightened to come near. Some farmhands said they dreamed of evil spirits in the water demanding their lives.
After a few days of commotion, the long-term workers stopped working on the land.
It wasn't until all the fish in the pond turned white that Hu Yuanwai realized how serious the matter was, because he had already begun to lose money. The fish were all dead and there was no way to plow the land, so it was all money.
His first thought was not to find a famous exorcism expert in the county. Experts charge expensive fees. There happened to be a master from Zhuquan Temple in the nearby mountains who did things for free, as long as he gave him some rice. So the stingy Hu Yuanwai went to the mountain in person. invite.
We hurried all the way to the fish pond at the head of Hu Yuan's home.
The old monk Huixian was worthy of being a guy who had been living in the mountains for decades. His face was not red and he was out of breath. He looked at the fish pond in silence with the air of a master.
Long-term workers and farm laborers, as well as Hu Yuanwai's family, gathered around, curious to see how the master was doing.
Xiao Shitou, who placed the wooden fish and wooden bowl, looked at his master and suddenly felt that his master was not as reliable as the tiger in white clothes. At least the good-looking white tiger had a sharp long knife.
Everyone thought that the old monk Huixian was observing evil spirits, but in fact Huixian was in trouble.
He has been practicing law for many years to be able to sense evil things and monsters. When he came here, he found that the ghosts in the water were not ghosts with grievances at all. He couldn't do anything except chanting sutras. In the past, the ghosts and other ghosts used to scare him. I just left, but now I can't push away even if I want to. With so many people watching, I can't leave.
Seeing Hui Xian making no move, Hu Yuanwai had no choice but to step forward to urge him.
"Master? Do you think it's time to catch the ghost?"
"Ahem, Donor Hu, please step back first."
"Master, please do whatever you can."
The crowd dispersed and watched from a distance as an old man and a young man cast spells to drive away ghosts.
In fact, there is no way to exorcise ghosts. Huixian just sat in front of the fish pond with Xiao Shitou, knocked on wooden fish and chanted sutras. He secretly prayed in his heart that he could scare away the evil ghost through chanting sutras. As long as he got through today, Huixian swore that he would never take care of this again. Nosy.
The wooden fish knocked, and the sound of murmuring and chanting reverberated over the fish pond...
It turns out that the wise old monk underestimated his ability.
An eminent monk who is accomplished in Dharma practice has extraordinary power even if he recites only ordinary sutras. Hearing it in the ears of the ghost seems like there are thousands of eminent monks reciting sutras. His soul trembles and his head is dizzy. No matter how much he stirs, he cannot avoid the terrible chanting. If it hadn't been for the scorching sun outside, it would have run out and killed those bankers and Hu Yuanwai!
The eminent monk is very good at chanting sutras and meditating. He can sit for two hours at a time.
The farmers scattered around in boredom and hid in the shade, bragging and talking nonsense. The long-term workers went to cut grass for the cattle. The landowner's wife other than Mr. Hu also took the children home to sleep. Only a few people were still watching the fun.
Seeing that the sun was about to set, Huixian thought it was time to go back to the mountain.
After wrapping up some business, he said goodbye and led Xiao Shitou back to the mountain in a hurry. Seeing Hui Xian running in such a hurry, Hu Yuan immediately realized that something was wrong. He turned around and looked at the fish pond, feeling that the turquoise water seemed to be a big mouth trying to swallow him up. , shivered hard, turned around and ran away. I want to talk about "The New White Snake Asks the Immortal" with more like-minded people," and talk about favorite books with more book friends
