Strange world, I can seal the gods

Chapter 12 Spiritual Pollution
Second day

Cui Yu led Yu Yiyi to the thatched hut at the head of the village, and saw the little Taoist priest holding Taoist scriptures in his hands and singing with a strange accent.

The old Taoist held a bundle of straw in his hand, and seemed to be weaving something leisurely.

"I have met the Taoist priest." Cui Yu came to the old Taoist priest and saluted him respectfully.

"Shoucheng, give him the "Jade Chapter Classic"." The old Taoist instructed the young Taoist.

The little Taoist put down the book and rummaged through his back box, only to see a blue book handed over.

"Did you see the first word?" The old Taoist said to Cui Yu.

Cui Yu opened the jade chapter scriptures, and saw the handwriting on it, which looked like ghosts and symbols, came into view.

It is seven or eight points similar to the Taoist talismans of later generations, and it looks so complicated that it is impossible to write at a glance.

"I see." Cui Yu said.

"The first character reads 'Heaven', the second character reads 'Earth', and the third character reads 'People'. You come forward, and I will teach you the order of writing." The old Taoist wove the scarecrow into a grass The dog, looking lifelike, is tucked into the sleeve.

Cui Yu pulled Yu's hand forward, and saw the old Taoist holding a wooden stick and sketching on the soil.

The characters in this world seem extremely complicated, but most of them are written in one go, and there are few characters with more than three strokes.

The old Taoist wrote very quickly, almost overnight, then raised his head and looked at Cui Yu: "Do you understand?"

Looking down at the writing on the soil, Cui Yu's eyes showed a hint of bewilderment.

"Look again." The old Taoist didn't talk nonsense, just continued writing.

"Do you understand?" the old Taoist asked again after finishing writing.

Cui Yu shook his head, his eyes were full of innocence, let alone understand the order of the strokes, even if you asked him to draw such a complicated ghost drawing, it would be difficult not to make mistakes.

"Yu understands." Yu, who was dirty beside Cui Yu, had bright eyes at this moment, as if they were stars in the nine heavens.

"Ok?"

Cui Yu and the old Taoist looked at Yu together.

Yu was a little embarrassed by the two of them, and lowered his head to look at the tip of his shoe: "Yu really understands."

"Write it." Nan Hua said without blinking his eyes.

Yu Wenyan picked up a branch, awkwardly and awkwardly drew twisted patterns on the ground, his little face flushed, for some reason, the branch in his hand was not as lightly as in the past, it was like a carriage out of control, twisting He scribbled a mess of lines that Cui Yu didn't even recognize on the ground.

But the old Taoist looked at the messy thread seriously, and raised his head to look at Yu: "Not bad. Let's practice."

Then he looked at Cui Yu again, and continued to draw out the stick on the ground.

After three full hours of stroke, Cui Yu finally said, "I seem to understand. I'll write it to my husband."

"No need."

The old Taoist hurriedly stopped him, his hand holding the wooden stick was trembling slightly, his eyes fixed on Cui Yu, and he said after a while: "It takes a few hours to learn a word, it can be said to be a genius. Such a talent Studying by my side is wronged, and I pointed out a way for you. There is a sour Confucian name in the county: Li Ming. He is a Confucian sage who has good fortune, and he is only half a step away from entering the Tao with the scriptures in his stomach. Go study with him."

"Sir, do you dislike the stupidity of the students' talent?" Cui Yu scratched his head, looked at the embryonic handwriting of Yu beside him, and stared at the old Taoist priest with wide eyes.

"No." How could the old Taoist say that he disliked Cui Yufan?Dislike him for being stupid?
"I think you are a man of good fortune, and I can't bear to bury you. Didn't you ask for a teacher in the field before? My way is extremely dangerous, and there are many disasters along the way. You can't bear it. On the contrary, Li Ming, although He is just a sour Confucian, but his culture is profound, and he is only a short distance away from enlightenment. The Confucian way is suitable for all living beings, suitable for those who are wise and foolish. Don't ask for talent, just ask for "deeds" and never give up. Gold and stone can be carved .'Your generation, this way is most suitable for you."

"Confucianism also practices?" Cui Yu became energetic after hearing this.

"Naturally, Confucianism only seeks to learn. As long as the knowledge is profound, it will naturally be able to sense the great way of writing between heaven and earth. In the past, Cangjie, the ancestor of Wen, created the way of writing, and the heaven and earth disturbed ghosts and gods. This is the origin of our human civilization. Cangjie created [-] Words, even those great sages of the monster race, can suppress them with a single word." The old Taoist looked at Cui Yu, and kept talking:
"The Suan Confucianism is in the city of Kongfan, and opened a Baicaotang, you will know when you enter the city."

"Baicaotang Li Ming." Cui Yu wrote it down secretly, and then looked at the old Taoist with his eyes, always feeling that the old Taoist was fooling himself, and he clearly disliked him but didn't say anything.

"But I don't know how Confucianism practices." Cui Yu asked.

"Lun Dao, writing classics. As long as the classics cast can be touched by heaven and earth, they can reach the sky in one step. In the past, when Confucius wrote "The Analects of Confucius", he directly transformed from a mortal into a saint who became a saint."

The old Taoist looked at Cui Yu, and patiently explained: "There are roughly three ways of cultivation in the world. One is to practice Qi directly in Taoism. The blood is enough. The third is to cultivate the mind and realize Zen, which is the way of Confucianism."

"Taoists who practice qi at the beginning can gain incredible power. People with bloodlines are born sacred, and there is no threshold. As for Confucianism, only by writing classics, understanding the true meaning of words, and practicing theories to gain the recognition of heaven and earth, can one step directly into the sky and enter Taoism." The old man The Taoist said something.

Lu Cuiyu, a Qi trainer, probably knows that, after all, he has also practiced Qi before, so he can be regarded as a Qi trainer.

On the contrary, he was curious about Confucianism, would it cultivate righteousness like in later novels?

Cui Yu and Yu left hand in hand. Looking at their backs, the old Taoist shook his numb arm vigorously: "You can't carve it! Rotten wood can't be carved. He looks like a smart person, why is he so stupid? Did he really overhear that sentence?"

Cui Yu and Yu walked all the way back to the village. At this time, the moon was hanging high at night, and suddenly there was a noise in the village. Hundreds of torches kept shaking in the darkness, and the sound of crying and wailing came from afar.

"What happened?" Cui Yu frowned: "Could it be that the bandits from Qunyu Mountain have come down?"

Cautiously walking into the entrance of the village, he heard a familiar shout from afar, and when Cui Yu approached, seeing the situation in the field clearly, his pupils shrank involuntarily.

The sound of the chains rattled, and the eight chains were tightly wrapped around a black shadow at this moment. The black shadow was disheveled, and the dark red blood dripped down from his body. Wisps of moonlight flowed in the air, penetrating into the black shadow like a stream of water. in vivo.

At the foot of the black shadow, there were eight pale corpses, all blood had been sucked dry.

"Everyone, be careful, the old turtle has gone crazy, don't get close, quickly control him, and send him to the demon town." Yang Erlang held the chain at this time, commanding everyone to drag the old turtle grandson and tell him to move no.

"The grandson of the old turtle got into trouble and killed all his family, grandson and daughter-in-law. Only his son was on duty in the county and escaped."

Someone was muttering nearby.

"It's so miserable! I think this old dog has suffered retribution. He usually runs rampant in the village, and we are often bullied by him."

"It's really retribution."

"..."

There was a lot of discussion in the ear, Cui Yu stared at the old turtle with a pair of eyes, and saw the sound of a pig humming from the old turtle's mouth. There were waves of fluctuations in the air, and the moonlight in the sky penetrated into the old turtle's body like flowing water.

At this time, Old Turtle Sun grew a pair of pig ears, and his feet turned into pig hoofs, which looked very scary.

"It's weird! It's just a little pollution from the big book of scriptures." Cui Yu was still in fear.

Although the old turtle grandson was able to absorb the power of the moonlight due to the strange pollution, but because his strength was too weak, he did not cause the backlash of the power of time at all.

It's like throwing a stone into a lake and throwing a piece of dust into it, the result is different.

It's more than 20 miles to the county seat, and the county seat is closed at night, if you want to send the old turtle grandson to the town demon division, you can only wait until tomorrow.

Seeing Yang Erlang's relaxed expression, he knew that the old turtle grandson would not be able to overcome the storm, so Cui Yu dragged Yu to the house.

As for the old turtle grandson who killed his whole family, Cui Yu didn't feel guilty.When the old turtle grandson lured Chen Sheng here and almost ruined his family, did he ever think about feeling guilty?

Cui Huhu and Cui's mother also came back at this time, the family gritted their teeth and scolded the old turtle grandson, and fell asleep one after another.

Before dawn on the second day, there was a sound of horseshoes, and then there was a sound of knocking on the door:
"Get up! Get up! The grandson of the old turtle has been polluted strangely. The people of the town demon suspect that there is a source of pollution in our village, and they have to go door-to-door to check. Everyone goes to the village to gather and accept the inspection of the town demon."

Under Yu's service, Cui Yu put on his clothes and the family walked out of the yard and came all the way to the village.

More than 500 people in the whole village were standing in front of the well at this moment, looking at the group of black-clothed men with long knives across their waists.

All the people in black wore bamboo hats, and the old turtle was trapped on the pile of firewood by the crowd at this time. One of them lit a torch, and he heard a series of miserable screams, and the old turtle turned into black air and shot straight into the sky.

"Father!!!" A man in black couldn't help but rushed towards the pile of firewood, but was stopped by his colleagues.

"The son of the grandson of the old turtle: Wang Tao." Looking at the figure, a memory flashed in Cui Yu's mind: "He actually entered the demon town? Is he also a bloodline person? Or he became a monk?"

"Chengji, you go to check the village, you must not let go of every corner, and you must not let the source of pollution have a chance to stay." The leader in black shouted.

"Yes." A burly man waved behind him, followed by more than a dozen men in black.

"Wang Tao, you know how to cry if you don't want to fuck. You are familiar with this village, so you bring people to cooperate." The leader yelled.

Wang Tao collected his emotions, bowed respectfully to the man in black, then turned and walked towards the village.

The leader looked at the villagers through the bamboo hat: "Take the demon mirror."

As soon as it fell, a bronze mirror the size of Michu was lifted out by two men in black, and then stood in front of the villagers:
"Who is in charge of Li Family Village?"

"That's the little old man." A little old man walked out of the crowd quickly and saluted the man in black.

"Tell the people in the village to pass by the demon mirror." A little leader ordered.

The old man turned around and gave instructions to the villagers, and the villagers stepped forward one by one, but nothing unusual happened.

At this moment, someone suddenly heard an exclamation: "The village is on fire."

The villagers turned around one after another, and saw the fire in the village soaring into the sky, billowing black smoke rising.

"That's... the Cui family?"

Looking at the black smoke rising into the sky, someone exclaimed.

Cui Yu's heart tightened, and a figure flashed in his mind: Wang Tao!

"Everyone is not allowed to move." The black-clothed leader looked at the restless crowd, and ordered in a cold voice: "If there is any reckless move, there will be no mercy!"

After the words fell, the crowd was in a commotion.

Cui Yu looked at Cui Huhu, but he saw Cui Huhu standing there with a blank face: "It's just a dilapidated thatched hut, and it will burn if it is burned."

"Wang Tao did it." Yang Erlang's nose was crooked in anger, and his eyes were full of evil spirit.

The Cui family was silent, surprisingly calm.

Looking at the silent father, it seems that it is not his own house that was burned.Looking at my own mother, she also stood there with a calm expression, but her eyebrows were tightly clustered together.

Cui Yu always felt that it was a bit weird, but he couldn't tell what it was.

"Reporting to my lord, a strange opportunity was found in a family in the village, so they simply burned it all down." Not long after, Wang Tao came back to report.

"Wang Tao, you did it on purpose!" Yang Erlang couldn't help standing up and scolding: "You're avenging your own personal revenge."

"Yang Erlang, don't judge the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. We are all business-like, and we have colleagues to testify. If you dare to make false accusations indiscriminately, even the eldest lady will not be able to protect you." Wang Tao turned around. To everyone, there was a look of complacency in his eyes, and he almost told everyone that I did that thing, what can you do to me?
What can you do to me?

"You... are simply unreasonable. I will ask the eldest lady to come forward and ask the eldest lady to seek justice from the town demon division." Yang Erlang's voice was cold.

Wang Tao smiled and didn't care about Yang Erlang.

It's not that I'm afraid of Yang Erlang, it's just that the eldest lady has just spoken, and she will be a demon herself. When the time comes, the eldest lady will crush herself to death, which is no different from killing an ant.

"Brother, don't talk about it! Good and evil will be rewarded, and his father was burned to death for all kinds of evil. His father was burned to death just now, and he is also a poor man, so there is no need to get angry with him." Cui Yu chimed in.

Although the words were understated, Wang Tao's face turned livid in an instant, his whole body trembled, and his eyes seemed to burst into flames.

"Okay!" At this moment the leader spoke, he didn't want to have any interaction with the people at all, wasting time here: "After the matter is settled, let's withdraw."

After speaking, the person has gone away.

"Hehe, I want to see how long the eldest lady can keep you for a soft meal. I don't want to hide it from you. Mr. Chen has already contacted the eldest lady's fiancé. I want to make your family suffer. Let's wait and see!" After Wang Tao finished speaking harshly, he had already galloped away.

(End of this chapter)