The Rise of the Marquis

Chapter 66 Fable
"I don't know about this, it's what my parents said, but it's true that no one has dared to enter the Daze in the north for decades, and many people have disappeared in the Daze."

Wang Jian raised his head and looked to the north. From here, there were only sparse villages and a large forest mixed with dark green. The sky in the distance was clear and cloudless, and there was some milky white mist in the forest.

"How many people are there?" Wang Jian asked, although he already had a rough guess in his heart, the garrison of those swamp aborigines who dare not attack Ma Ling should not be too large, and the size of the young and strong will not exceed a thousand at most.

In other words, their settlement should have a population of around five or six thousand at most, which is still too much. Although it has a certain scale, it is hardly a threat.

"I don't know, there were hundreds of people at the most. I saw them for the first time in the north the year before last. When I was resting, I looked at Daze on the mountainside in the north. I was tired and took a rest under a tree. I saw some figures, about More than a hundred people.

Over the past few years, there have been sporadic attacks every year, but not many, only now they are all gone! ' he said and burst into tears again.

At this point, Wang Jian basically believed what this man said.

So he ordered: "Benhou Zheng, you will be the guide, and you will be rewarded for doing things well, so let's lead the way to Heyin Town.

Come down with the whole army, march along the avenue, and scout around the northern swamp. All the troops should not go north, but go east along the road. "

Although he didn't know whether these local legends were true, Wang Jian had a premonition in his heart that the aura in this world was too strong, and it was not surprising that there were mountain spirits and ghosts, just like the old willow tree in Sentinel Ridge that was about to be squeezed dry by him was a example.

Speaking of which, he was thinking that he would have to extract the Xuanling Liquid again next time he went back.

The orderly took the order, and then began to run to give his order.

Then he ordered that if he encountered those wild people in the swamp, he should temporarily expel them by force, and try not to start a war, let alone pursue them deeply.

Dongfang, who had been by his side and borrowed from Liu Yu to protect his safety, asked, "What god do you believe they worship in the swamp?"

Wang Jian rode a horse and analyzed as he walked, "These places are sparsely populated along the way, and the villages are not big. With their population, even if it is to harass the guerrillas, it is difficult to hold back the Ma Ling army.

So I believe more in what he said that the Ma Ling army was unable to win for a long time because of the destruction of the logistics supply line. In this way, another force must intervene in the war. "

"What you said also makes sense." Dongfang Jin snorted, and then said: "Even if there is one, it is a god of evil spirits. Those people kill innocent people indiscriminately, the elderly and children are not spared, and they even use human heads to make patterns. Most likely, they are for sacrifices. .”

Wang Jian glanced at her and said with deep meaning: "Maybe they are simply blindly superstitious, self-righteous and useless sacrifices, thinking that they can seek help and asylum, but who knows what they are thinking."

He has a deep understanding of this matter. At the beginning, his master's cave was located in a deep mountain, and there were some villages at the foot of the mountain. The master lived for more than 130 years, and he would go down the mountain twice a year to collect necessary living materials, and would stop by for some The villagers see a doctor.

As a result, what the master didn't expect was that this good deed actually caused great evil results.

When the master went down the mountain when he was 120 years old, he happened to find that the village at the foot of the mountain actually built a temple outside the village. On it, there was a lifelike wax figure exactly like him. In front of him were several shriveled human heads and hundreds of skulls. Rats are everywhere, like a gloomy hell on earth, weird and terrifying.

The master was stunned at the time, and angrily asked the villagers why they killed people. When the people saw him, they all knelt down and looked at each other in blank dismay.
The master was dumbfounded, and after questioning, he found out that he went down the mountain and cured a seriously ill old man more than 50 years ago. Because the master Xianfeng Daogu suddenly appeared, the people thought he was a fairy, but he left the village three days later. Another old man died of illness.

Some people privately rumored and speculated that the immortal saves one life for one life. Although there is no evidence, some people believe it.

Before the master went down the mountain for the second time, there was a family of children who had a high fever and did not get better. They were about to die soon. The grandmother loved her grandson eagerly, and often chatted with the villagers in secret. I believed that there are immortals who save lives for lives. statement.

So he knelt down in the mountain temple outside the village and prayed for the god to show his spirit, willing to pay for his life with one life, etc., and then slammed to death on the steps outside the mountain temple regardless of his son's obstruction.

Unexpectedly, by accident, three days after the death of the old lady, amidst the suspicion and wait-and-see of the crowd, the master just floated down the mountain, and when he heard that there was a critically ill child in the village, he came to help.

After that, people believed the previous statement even more. The mountain temple was changed into the Shangxian Temple to enshrine the wax figure of the master. As time went by, a very cruel rule formed in the village. The villagers spontaneously decided to reach a certain age I was about to die, and enshrined the head in the Shangxian Temple to worship the Shangxian on the mountain, thinking that the future generations would change their lives.

Some old people are voluntary, but many are forced, because there are indeed many people who were rescued by the gods. They all thought that this rule worked, so they continued to implement it, and later it even developed to the point where people died No matter how you die, you have to cut off the head and go to the ancestral hall to worship the gods.

The master's unintentional act of kindness actually brewed such a terrible human tragedy. The key is that the villagers, the ignorant and stupid people thought that they were benefiting the village and future generations, and they believed in the gods on the mountain very devoutly.

Some self-conscious pious people are willing to climb rocks to find immortals at the risk of being thrown to their deaths on the cliffs. As a result, several people fell to their deaths on the cliffs one after another.

The reason why the master chose it as the cave is because there are hundreds of feet of cliffs on all sides, and no one will bother him.

After that incident, even if the master went down the mountain, he never acted kindly again.

Every time he recruited a disciple, he would tell this story to his disciples, and educate them as a fable, "Many times people don't understand what the things they worship and sacrifice think, but they are just wishful thinking and self-righteousness.

Just like the fish in the water guesses the horse on the land, and the horse on the land guesses the eagle in the sky, in the end it is the embodiment of one's own vision. Rather than making a big circle like this, it is better to understand from the beginning that only oneself is the one to rely on.

On the other hand, what the superior person thinks, thinks, and does has its own rules, which will not be changed by the struggle and ignorance of ordinary people. The superior person is so heavenly, so we should not speculate in ignorance , Doing yourself well is the way to break the situation. "

Wang Jian still remembers those words of the master, and they will be fresh in his memory all his life, and the fable told by the master is even more engraved in his heart and has become the motto of his actions.

"Arrive at Heyin before tomorrow, take it there as soon as possible." Wang Jian looked at the shadow in the north and said, "I will go and find out when the time is right."

(End of this chapter)