My uncles are all big guys

Chapter 133: Go down the mountain to save the people in troubled times, and return to the forest to cultivate the truth in prosperous times! (Please subscribe!)

"Where should we go next?"

After leaving the Golden Buddha Temple, Yan Shuang and Wang Xiao walked down the mountain.

Looking back at the small Buddhist hall, Yan Shuang thought of the centipede demon mentioned by the other party and asked Wang Xiao, who was holding the little tiger who had returned to his orange cat state.

"First go to a nunnery and make arrangements there. Then go back to the temple in Guobei County and cultivate your two big roosters."

"Big cock?"

Yan Shuang could still understand it when he went to the nunnery. He heard Wang Xiao talk about rescuing Xiu Nu, and he also knew what happened to the nunnery.

Daxia Yan, who has always had a strong sense of justice, proposed it on the spot, and when he went, he also helped out.

What puzzled him was why he wanted to go back to Guobei County and look for the two big roosters he raised.

"Everything in the world defeats another. Isn't it normal that a rooster defeats a centipede?"

Wang Xiao replied casually.

Yan Shuang said speechlessly: "With those two little chickens, you can definitely deal with the centipede demon."

Wang Xiao chuckled and said: "It's definitely not possible now, but if I mess with him a little, not only can I win him, but I can also make him uncomfortable for a while."

"Besides, centipedes are highly poisonous. We also need to prepare antidote. If we are not prepared to be poisoned by centipedes, the old monk may not be able to save us."

Yan Shuang nodded with understanding, and then said worriedly: "You said that the old centipede has transformed into a national master and is now in the palace. How should we lure him out? It is impossible to break into the palace directly."

As a decent practitioner, the most taboo thing is to massacre civilians.

Regardless of whether the other party deserves to die or not, there are imperial laws that stipulate that if a practitioner kills without permission, he will easily be entangled in karma.

It was precisely because of this that Yan Shuang was very worried.

He was not afraid of being beaten to the palace, but he was afraid that he would accidentally kill an ordinary mortal, and it would be difficult for him to cultivate after being entangled with karma.

Wang Xiao has also considered this. The opponent in A Chinese Ghost Story II has indeed appeared, but it is estimated that it is at least one or two years away from that timeline.

Wang Xiao couldn't afford to wait, so he had to find a way to lure this centipede out in advance.

"First settle down the nunnery and make preparations. If it doesn't work out then, I'll sneak in and lure it out myself."

Yan Shuang sighed softly, "We can only take one step at a time."

After walking down the mountain, the two of them judged the direction and walked towards the nunnery.

After entering the remote mountainous area, under the resentful eyes of the little tiger, he continued to ride on it.

"Master, we are just ahead."

At sunset and dusk, a little tiger running in the mountain forest squatted on a big rock. The tiger's eyes stared at a nunnery on the mountain and shouted excitedly.

This was the first time that he did something good with Wang Xiao. He was thanked by so many nuns, and he felt a great sense of accomplishment.

At that time, it was thinking that it felt good to be a good tiger.

"Suck it up..."

However, just after he finished speaking, the young man's nose suddenly sniffed a few times, and his tiger face showed vigilance.

"Master, I smell a very strong smell of blood."

Wang Xiao's nose naturally did not have this orange cat spirit. He pinched out a talisman and raised his hand to touch his nose. Various smells instantly poured into his nasal cavity, including a strong smell of blood and putrid smell.

Looking up at the dark nunnery on the top of the mountain, Wang Xiao's expression suddenly became serious.

Yan Shuang, who was looking at the surroundings, noticed Wang Xiao's expression, followed his gaze, frowned and said, "Something happened there."

"There is a very strong smell of blood and rotten smell." Wang Xiao replied and quickened his pace.

Soon, two people and one tiger arrived in front of the hidden door of the nunnery.

As he got closer, Yan Shuang also smelled the pungent smell of blood.

The two looked at each other and stepped forward to open the door.

As the door opened, a bloody scene appeared in front of Wang Xiao.

Bodies lying scattered in the courtyard were the girls in the nunnery.

Their clothes were all messy, and some of their hands and feet were twisted and shapeless.

The faces of the corpses were filled with anger, fear and despair, and each one of them stared at the sky with unwilling resentment.

"This……"

The little tiger who followed him saw the tragic situation in front of him. His eyes widened and his pupils were filled with blazing anger.

When it left a few days ago, the group of beautiful ladies prepared a lot of food for it in order to thank it. They each stroked its fur and reminded it to visit them often. At that time, the little tiger fully agreed.

Before going up the mountain today, I asked the host to buy some needles, threads, boxes and cloth as gifts.

But I didn't expect to see such a miserable scene when I arrived.

"Roar!"

Xiaohu roared up to the sky, rushed into the courtyard and kept rummaging around, shouting the names of several women.    "The door was broken open!"

With a solemn expression, Yan Shuang picked up the broken door bolt from the ground and handed it to Wang Xiao for viewing.

Wang Xiao took a look, took out the cloth Xiaohu asked to buy today, and wrapped the disheveled corpses one after another. Those with irregular hands and feet also helped to straighten them.

After working until midnight, Wang Xiao placed all the corpses in the main hall at the center of the nunnery.

Eighty-six corpses, half of them were nuns from the original nunnery, and the rest were rescued beautiful women.

Every body was tortured, and the show girls were the worst. Some had their limbs broken and were nailed to the door alive.

"Master, I want to avenge them."

Xiaohu, who had searched the entire nunnery several times, came over, his eyes full of anger and murderous intent.

Wang Xiao patted its head, walked to the altar that had been prepared long ago, and began to recite the soul-calling spell over the corpses.

As Wang Xiao chanted the incantation, a fierce wind blew on the mountain peak where the nunnery was located.

The roaring ghost whistles made people's scalp numb.

Half an hour later, the nunnery was engulfed in flames. The nunnery, which lived in seclusion in the mountains to avoid disasters, still could not escape the torture of this troubled world.

Wang Xiao is very familiar with the forces that conquered this place. It was his old man who once served as a high-level soul chasing guard.

This department, which once had its mission to kill evil spirits and protect the royal court, has now become a pawn of certain people.

They no longer kill monsters and catch ghosts, but instead kill innocent people for evil and capture beautiful female ghosts for the entertainment of the emperor and the powerful.

This is the message left by the ghost of the old nun.

Because the old nun was too old, the hundred households who led the team smashed her soul to pieces with one palm. Only with Wang Xiao's forcible concentration did the old nun's soul become intact.

She tearfully described the situation.

The day after Xiaohu and others left, considering that there were so many people in the temple, she planned to go down the mountain to purchase some food.

Before leaving, a girl in the show girl team volunteered to help. She also said that she had learned accounting and could help the old nun.

The old nun felt that it was good to have someone to help, so she nodded and agreed.

As a result, her decision brought devastating disaster to the nunnery.

After a few people took to the streets, they met some officials in black clothes. The old nun didn't pay attention at that time, so she led the people to continue shopping.

But the woman who went down the mountain with them found an excuse and left them for a while.

Later, when I saw the other party came back, I didn’t ask any more questions.

After dark when we returned to the nunnery, a centurion of soul-chasing guards rushed up and arrested everyone.

Then with the permission of that hundred households, the worst scene happened in the nunnery.

Afterwards, everyone's souls were taken away, except for the old nun who was too old and was beaten away by the opponent's palm.

Before being dispersed, the old nun saw the woman who went down the mountain with her during the day. She was not tortured. Instead, she stood beside the hundred households and said something with a cold face.

She didn't understand until that moment.

The nunnery is so hidden, and the other party can still find it. It turns out that there is a spy guiding the way.

The raging fire illuminated Wang Xiao's face dimly and brightly.

"Second uncle, you and father are both wrong."

After watching in silence for a long time, Wang Xiao suddenly spoke.

Yan Shuang, who had just helped silently today and said nothing, turned to look at Wang Xiao.

Wang Xiao didn't turn around and said slowly: "You and your father couldn't stand the darkness of officialdom, so you chose to withdraw from officialdom and choose to live in seclusion, hoping to hide away in peace and enlightenment."

"But have you ever thought about it, you are in the officialdom and you are the last glimmer of hope for the people in the world. If my father was still chasing the soul guards, what happened today would never have happened."

"You are no longer here. If you choose to escape from the world and practice, you will completely destroy the last vestige of life for the people in the world."

"We cultivators take it as our duty to help the world and save the people from fire and water. Your avoidance is giving up your own way."

Wang Xiao turned around and patted Xiaohu on the head, then walked slowly down the mountain, talking as he walked.

"Scholars pay attention to establishing their mind for the heaven and earth, establishing their destiny for the living and the people, inheriting their unique knowledge for the next life, and creating peace for all generations."

"When military generals go to the battlefield to fight, they protect the big country and the small family. They use their own bodies to protect the peace of the country and their relatives."

"As a Taoist, I am not cultivating the path of eternal life and freedom, but the path of protecting the family."

"In ancient times, the human race was weak and unable to defeat other races. Countless ancestors imitated all races and discovered the method of cultivation. They did not do it to be high and free, but to protect our human race forever."

"The soldiers who protect the race protect the peace of the race and the survival of the race. The demons and gods who threaten the race must be killed, the ghosts and evil spirits who persecute the race must be killed, and the people who harm the same race must be killed even more!"

Feeling the killing intent every word, Yan Shuang's body trembled violently. He looked at Wang Xiao's back blankly and murmured: "Could it be that our way is really wrong?"

(End of this chapter)