The spirited and scattered ancient immortal cheats corpses in the world of self-cultivation

Chapter 46 The Fourth Mission - The Dignity of the Gold Master 25
Zigu didn't have time to ask anything, so she held a round fan embroidered with red peony flowers in her hand. She used the round fan to point it in the air at the position of the Big Dipper. Every time she moved it, the color of the peony flowers on the fan surface became brighter by two points , when the Big Dipper is completed, with the Big Dipper as the core, the line is automatically drawn.

After the last talisman line was formed, the inhuman villagers in the village who had been sucked by the statue of the evil god calmed down, and the automatically formed talisman suppressed the statue of the evil god, sealing the statue into a ball!
Her round fan was light, and gusts of wind with red dots blew across the entire village. As long as there was a little bit of filth, they were all covered by these red dots, forming large and small repression talismans, holding them firmly. seal!

When the village was completely out of danger, she took a look around and knew what was going on in the village. Looking at the old and wizened person who passed out near her, a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes. He didn't want to have any contact with these withered villagers, so he sent a voice transmission to the Penglai disciples, asking them to come down and clean up the mess.

The disciples jumped down from the fairy tower and landed in the village. Seeing the tragedy in this village, they couldn't bear it.

"What's wrong with this, how, how did you make it look like this!"

The live animals in the village have been turned into dry bones. Among the human beings, there are only skinny bones that are sucked by the middle-aged, and none of the old and young children survive. This is a good village. Everywhere you look, it is a mess.

Fairy Zigu didn't say anything, but let the little disciples check it out.

These disciples feel pity for these villagers who have caused unwarranted disasters, and they do their best to treat the villagers who are still alive. There are even those who are sentimental. The villagers who had lost their vitality soaked in it in order to save their lives.

But as the search got deeper and deeper, a disciple suddenly raised a doubt.

"Why, why are there no women in this village?"

No matter if it was the dead bones of old people or children, or the skinny young men who had been sucked, there were no women among them.

The disciple who asked the question subconsciously looked at Zigu, but Zigu stood there without moving a step, presumably she had no intention of explaining to the disciple.

The disciple who helped the villagers bathe felt that saving people was the most important thing, so he wanted to persuade the disciple who raised the question to save people first, and then think about other things.

But he didn't want Feng Baoshu's voice to come from a distance, and said one thing, which could be regarded as an answer to this disciple's doubts.

"I checked and found that there is an altar in the ancestral grave in this village. There are bloodstains on the altar for many years. There is a house behind the altar. There is a big pit in the house. The big pit is full of dead women's bones."

Feng Baoshu's words made these disciples startled for a moment, and then all of them changed their expressions.

The disciple who raised the question first lost his voice.

"They sacrificed people alive to evil gods!!!"

To be precise, it should be to use the woman as a sacrifice to the evil god!

Feng Baoshu nodded slowly with a sullen face.

He was also shocked and angry by what he saw.

Only by seeing the scene in the pit intuitively can one understand how insane these people are!

The disciple who bathed the villagers let go, and the disciples who collected the bones of the dead villagers also stood up, taking a few steps back before standing still.

Only Zi Gu who was standing there was still standing straight.

What kind of good person can be related to the evil god!
Seeing that the mortals in the tank were about to be drowned, Zi Gu spoke up.

"Clean up quickly, and then someone from the court will take care of the funeral."

There was a female disciple with red eyes who asked Zigu in confusion.

"Auntie, what are we going to do? They, they..."

Zi Gu looked at the female disciple and saw that she looked like she was about to cry, she sighed in her heart, her tone returned to its original softness.

"It's their luck that they can save their lives. If they can't, it's because they planted their injustice early. Now they have to blame for the result. You have to remember that we are monks. Regarding the cause and effect of mortals, all we can do is Don't let the evil continue to spread, and leave the rest to the imperial court, that's their own internal affairs."

Some disciples were not convinced. They stared at the leather bag skeleton in front of them and said angrily.

"Can't we just let them go like this?!"

"That's something that the court should take care of, and it has nothing to do with us monks. I know, you must be thinking in your heart that these people will fend for themselves, and they deserve to die. But you have to remember that they are mortals, and mortals have a court, and the court will Judge these people by the law. Whether they live or die should be judged by the law of ordinary people. I hope you can remember that you are monks. You can take action because of injustice, but you can't hurt ordinary people because of injustice."

"why?!"

"Heroes are not prohibited by martial arts, and monks are the same. Alright, tidy up this place, and the rest of the world is free for ordinary people to decide."

After thinking about it for a while, Zigu still lifted her foot and walked in the direction Feng Baoshu came back from.

When passing Feng Baoshu, Feng Baoshu followed behind Zigu without any hesitation. Some disciples saw that Zigu was about to leave, so they followed two steps and asked.

"Aunt, are you going to save those poor women?"

Silly child, who was sacrificed to the living priest of the evil god, where is the soul.

But Zigu didn't say anything, just nodded and said in a gentle voice.

"Always collect the bones for these poor people."

When the people from the imperial court came, Zigu had taken out all the bones from the pit in the house with the Penglai disciples. The number of bones in the pit was shocking. Except for Zigu, all the Penglai disciples who saw these bones couldn't bear it.

The monks who guarded the city led the team, and they saw Penglai's fairy tower from a distance, and they were very polite when they saw the Penglai disciples.

The other party was only at the foundation building stage, and when talking to Zi Gu, Zi Gu also responded.

It can only be seen that Aunt Zi is in a bad mood.

This cultivator also knew very well that within his own jurisdiction, there was such a bad thing of worshiping evil gods, and he himself felt his face burning when he stood here.

It's just that there are some things that a monk like him in the foundation period can't handle.

Zigu stared at the monk for a while before asking.

"Why did you come here so late?"

After discovering that something was wrong in the village, Zi Gu immediately issued a warning. It stands to reason that the people from the imperial court should have arrived sooner.

The monk wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his expression seemed a little bitter, but also happy.

"Not long ago, the evil god being worshiped was bumped into by a steward of the Sword Sect and seriously injured. All the believers who worshiped the evil god who had been hidden had accidents. I am not negligent, but I am dealing with other believer."

Zigu had a cold expression at first, but after hearing the name of Jianzong, she became more and more unhappy.

"Jianzong? Huh."

Although the sword cultivators of Jianzong have done a great deed, but Zi Gu is still upset when she hears the name of Jianzong!
(End of this chapter)