Yellow River Craftsman

Chapter 186 Strange Talk Under the Lamp: Huang Pizi ([-])

"What?! Is it me?!"

Zhao Sanlang looked at Monk Di Shi in astonishment, and suddenly he laughed, that face like old bark was particularly ugly when he smiled, with ravines, like a grimace.

Monk Di Shi said, "Don't you believe it? If you think it's not your shadow, then whose shadow is it?"

Zhao Sanlang spat, and said sharply: "You stinky monk, you don't know what you have done to cheat me with this little trick? I am not yet 20 years old, I am a young and handsome boy, and on the water What was reflected was an old man in sixties, how could it be me?"

"The sixtieth old man is your real appearance!" said the monk Dishi.

"Fart!" Zhao Sanlang got a little anxious, pointed at Monk Di Shi's nose and cursed: "Smelly monk, don't scare me here! I fish here every day, and I can see myself every day. I only find that I am getting more and more serious. The more handsome and younger!"

Faced with Zhao Sanlang's insults, Monk Di Shi was not annoyed, and said lightly: "You are bewitched by monsters, and everything you see in your eyes is unreal!"

"Haha!" Zhao Sanlang laughed back angrily, and asked Mr. Zhao, "Father, where did you find a crazy monk? This kind of monk comes out to cheat money, you can't believe it!"

Speaking of this, Zhao Sanlang turned his head and stared at Monk Shi Shi with a sneer and said, "Yaomei?! I think you look like a Yaomei! Go away, I'm going home!"

"Go home?!" Mr. Zhao was overjoyed: "Son, have you finally figured it out? Are you going home with Daddy?"

"Who will go back with you? I said that if I don't go back, I will never go back! I will go back to my own home!" As he spoke, Zhao Sanlang pushed old man Zhao away roughly, and walked into the dense forest alone.

He was still a handsome young man in high spirits when he went out, why is he now older than himself?Mr. Zhao was filled with grief and indignation, and almost collapsed on the ground. He cried and asked Monk Di Shi for help: "Master, what happened to my son? Did he suffer from some strange disease? Why did he become so old? You must Save him! We must find a way to save him!"

Monk Dishi recited Amitabha Buddha and said to Mr. Zhao: "Your son is not suffering from a strange disease, but is invaded by evil spirit!"

"Monster Qi invades the body?!" Mr. Zhao almost suspected that he had heard it wrong.

Monk Di Shi said with certainty: "I just saw his eyes, and there is a demon in them! Do you know why he ages so fast? It's because he was sucked by evil spirits!"

"Then... what should we do then? Master, can you save my son?" Mr. Zhao asked tremblingly.

Monk Di Shi clasped his hands together: "The monks are merciful, so how can they ignore evil spirits and harm others? As for whether you can save your son, I don't dare to guarantee it. It depends on God's will!" After saying this, Monk Di Shi He strode forward and chased after him.

A group of people followed Zhao Sanlang to the depths of the dense forest, and saw a magnificent manor hidden in the lush dense forest. In the manor, butterflies were flying, a hundred flowers were blooming, and dozens of beautiful maids with bare breasts and legs were standing in the manor. Beating, scolding and playing, there was laughter like silver bells from time to time.

The subordinates brought by Mr. Zhao are all strong and strong men. When they saw so many beautiful women, they stared straight at each of them and swallowed wildly. Several young men immediately raised their sticks. Flushed.If it wasn't for the face of Mr. Zhao and Monk Di Shi, they would have rushed to the manor long ago.

"No wonder the third young master is reluctant to go back. It turns out that he is so happy to miss Shu!"

"I've never seen so many beautiful women in my life!"

"If I can just pick any one to be my wife, it will be worth ten years of my life!"

"Haha, don't say ten years, it's worth my death!"

"Why don't you go down and have a look? The three young masters are all in the manor!"

The servants in the back said to each other, one by one, eager to move, wishing to rush up and hug those warm and fragrant nephrites into their arms.

"Shut up!" Mr. Zhao was trembling with anger. Instead of caring about Zhao Sanlang's life and death, these guys followed like demons one by one, all their thoughts were on those women.

"I said, how did my son become like this? It's all caused by these goblins! Master, what... what can we do?" Mr. Zhao shook his head and sighed.

Monk Di Shi's gaze was like a torch, and a layer of golden Buddha's light faintly appeared on his face: "Don't you think it's strange? Why did someone build such a magnificent manor in the middle of this mountain? How can there be so many beautiful women living here?"

Mr. Zhao shuddered suddenly: "Master, what do you mean..."

Monk Di Shi slowly fiddled with the beads around his neck: "These women are not human, they are... demons!"

"Demon?!" Everyone was startled, thinking back carefully what Monk Shi said, they also felt strange.Yes, who would build such a magnificent manor in the hinterland of this mountain?Why are there no men in the manor, but all beautiful women?And these women seem to be too beautiful, they are so beautiful that they are not human!
"The eyes of ordinary people can see that there is a manor in front of you. In fact, you are all bewitched. Let me show you the real face of this manor!" At this point, Monk Di Shi took off the beads and threw them into the air.

Haoran righteousness flowed out from the beads, shining golden.

Only then did everyone realize that they were surrounded by thick black mist, and the golden light dispersed the black mist, and their eyes were also brightened.

The black mist dissipated, and the magnificent manor in front disappeared miraculously.

People rubbed their eyes hard, but they couldn't see any bricks or tiles. They could only see a huge cave. Inside the cave, a group of weasels were playing, and Zhao Sanlang was hugging a weasel, kissing and stroking it. The picture was horrifying. And weird.

"My God!" Seeing this scene, Mr. Zhao's eyes dazzled, and he almost passed out.

Monk Di Shi said: "This is a group of wampes. Didn't you want beautiful women just now? Do you still want beautiful women?"

Those servants turned pale with fright, and the excitement just now had long been forgotten.

Monk Di Shi said to Mr. Zhao: "Your son met these yellow-skinned spirits on the way to the exam, so he was charmed by the yellow-skinned spirits. He lives in the virtual illusion constructed by the yellow-skinned spirits every day!"

"Then he became so old because he was harmed by these monsters?" Mr. Zhao asked.

Monk Di Shi nodded: "Your son has sex with these wampes day and night, and the vitality in his body is basically absorbed by the wampes. So in just two months, his body is aging rapidly. , is now weaker than your vital signs, and has reached the twilight years!"

"Master! I kneel down for you! Please, please save my son, please, please save him!" Mr. Zhao held the hands of Monk Di Shi tightly, and was about to kneel down towards Monk Di Shi.

Monk Di Shi helped Mr. Zhao up, and sighed heavily: "The fate is hard to break, all of this is God's will, you should go back and help Sanlang prepare for the funeral!"

Two months ago, Mr. Zhao sent the high-spirited Zhao Sanlang out of the house. At that time, Zhao Sanlang patted his chest and said to him: "Father, you wait at home for the good news of my title on the gold list!"

Two months later, the high-spirited son turned into an old man in his twilight years. It was the time when the fuel was exhausted, and the most painful thing in life was a white-haired man giving a black-haired man.

Others can't understand the pain of losing his beloved son. Mr. Zhao's heart was ashamed, and under the grief and anger, he actually made a decision to let his servants set fire to Huang Pizi's lair, which is bound to drive out these monsters.

Monk Di Shi warned: "It must not be done, everything in the world has spirits, and wanton killing will bring disaster to oneself!"

Mr. Zhao was overwhelmed by anger, and refused to listen to Monk Shi Shi's dissuasion: "You mean, these monsters killed my son, and I still want to let them go?"

Monk Dishi said, "You can leave it to me!"

"No! Don't stop me, I must avenge Saburo!" Mr. Zhao was furious, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked crazy.

That night, of course, the servants obeyed Mr. Zhao's order, cut down many dead branches, dragged Zhao Sanlang out of the cave by force, then blocked the entrance of the cave with dead branches and gravel, and set a fire.

The blazing flames illuminated the night sky and made the mountain tops red.

The wampes screamed and rolled in the cave, some were burned to death by the fire, some were choked to death by the thick smoke, but none of the wampes escaped alive.

The fire continued until it was dusk, and the screams finally stopped, and the air was filled with a strong smell of burnt. Dozens of yellow-skinned corpses lay in the cave, and the whole cave was burned red.

"Good! Good!" Monk Di Shi clasped his hands together, bowed to Huang Pizijing's cave, and then turned his head and said to Mr. Zhao, "You don't listen to my advice and commit such evil deeds. Disaster will come soon. I can't protect you either!"

When Master Zhao heard what Monk Di Shi said, he became very angry, and together with the servants below, he drove Monk Di Shi away.

The servants searched around, but couldn't find Yunhai, and couldn't care less about the little book boy's life, so they set off soon and went back home.

On the way back, the servants whispered:
"Oh, what a pity!"

"What are you regretting? Regret that you didn't have sex with these yellow-skinned sperm?"

"These women transformed into yellow skin spirits are really beautiful, even if they are fairies, I would recognize them!"

"As the old saying goes, if you die under a peony skirt, you can be a ghost if you want to be a ghost. If I can have sex with them once, it will be worth it even if I die!"

"It's fucking disgusting! By the way, is it true what you said about Monk Di Shi?"

"What?"

"The monk said we might be in disaster!"

"Don't listen to that crazy monk talking nonsense, we've taken care of Huang Pizi's old nest, it's all right!"

These servants never imagined that the prophecy of Monk Di Shi would soon become a reality.

Zhaojiazhuang, disaster is really imminent!
(End of this chapter)