Cultivation little Taoist

Chapter 178
"Why did you stop again!" The fat man cursed, this time Ye Feng got out of the car with him.

After getting out of the car, the two of them were stunned, because a group of people kneeling in front of the head car were the vicious villagers just now.

"The great mage hopes that you will save all sentient beings, please save us!" The old man, who should be the village chief, kept kowtowing.

The rest of the people also said this sentence, kowtowing to the other car non-stop.

Hou Qirui came over and asked Ye Feng: "What should I do?"

"Cold salad." Ye Feng shrugged, "Everyone has asked for this, so please help me."

Ye Feng stepped forward, helped the old man up, and said it was about the bloody clothes.

"Yes! Archmage Mingjian!"

"You can just call me Ye Feng, and I'm a Taoist priest, not a mage." When Ye Feng heard the name of a mage, he always thought of games or those guys in the west who wore black magic robes.

He still listened to the Taoist priest more pleasantly.

"Daozhang Ye...you were so brave just now, you were able to casually hold the bloody death garment in your hand!" the old man complimented.

Ye Feng waved his hand, don't say these useless things, we are also in a hurry, so you can talk about specific things.

"Daoist, are you planning to continue driving westward? This road may not work!" said the old man.

"It doesn't work, we see a road on the map!" Hou Qirui said.

"There is a road, but the place going west is extremely dangerous... That is called Zangshi Ridge here... How about this, everyone must be thirsty and hungry along the way, how about going to the village to rest?"

The old man said flatteringly, "Ye Feng thought about it, it's okay, it's getting late today, so it might not be a good choice to rest in the village first."

Following the guidance of the villagers, the convoy entered the village, but it would be impossible to drive further in. There is not such a wide road.

The villagers provided several clean houses. After Ye Feng settled Yuan'er, Xia Shihan and others, he asked the village head about the blood dead clothes.

"This matter...it's a long story..." The village chief lit a bag of dry cigarettes and spoke slowly.

There used to be three villages near Zangshi Ridge, but so far, only their Wangjia Village is left.

The other two were all infested by the ghosts of Zangshi Ridge. The corpses were scattered all over the field, and no cause of death could be found. The police said it was just a plague epidemic.

But they knew very well that it was the ghost in Zangshi Ridge who made it.

After the first two villages were gone, everyone in Wangjia Village was very scared, because they didn't want to leave their hometown because of relocation.

At this time, a man dressed as a Taoist priest came to the village and said that he had a way to save Wangjiacun.

Everyone went to the doctor in a hurry, and the man was indeed dressed in a fairy-like manner, and his words were knowledgeable, so they all chose to believe him.

He said that you are being targeted by fierce ghosts here, and you can only scare them with more powerful ghosts.

When Ye Feng heard it, he used ghosts to control ghosts, which is a crooked way.

But the old man didn't think there was any problem, as long as there were so many people in Wangjia Village, he could do whatever he wanted.

The Taoist said that this matter is more difficult.

The old man understands the rules, saying that as long as you succeed, no matter how much money you want, we will definitely make it up for you.

As a result, the Taoist waved his hand and said that it was not just about money, he used ghosts to control ghosts, where did the ghost come from, it must be one from your village!

This kind of glorious job of protecting the family, you decide who it is!

At that time, people are all selfish.

Everyone was afraid of death, knowing that one of them could save the lives of the whole village, but no one took a step forward.

It's very simple, why should I die and you all live.

Just when everyone wanted to run backwards, a girl stood up and said it was just me.

This girl is called Qu Lingshan, and she is the only person with a foreign surname in this Wang family village where everyone is surnamed Wang, and she is an extinct family in the village.

Extinct means a widow. Less than a year after she married, her husband slipped and fell off a cliff, leaving no bones left. After eating the extinct, the village basically ignored the existence of this widow.

Eating Juehu is one of the vulgar customs, that is, if the head of a family dies, leaving orphans and widows, then the family is likely to be eaten up by people in the same village, and the whole village will share the property of the Juehu family together. The powerful families directly occupy their fields.

Therefore, Widow Qu had a miserable life, and she could only do some needlework for other people's homes to ensure food and clothing.

Ye Feng did not expect that this custom is still preserved in this backward mountain village, which made him a little embarrassed.

In any case, the person who was going to die was chosen, but the emotions of the villagers were also divided into two extremes. On the one hand, they felt guilty about Widow Qu. She was so honorable and honest, and we even suffered from her extinct family.

On the other hand, he secretly rejoiced, thinking that he was finally not the one who died, and even made a mockery, saying that the widow in this song just didn't want to live for a long time, and it's pretty good to make contributions now that she's dead.

Seeing the girl in her twenties stand up, the Taoist nodded, and asked the villagers to make a cross with thick bamboo poles, and tied Widow Qu to it.

Widow Qu was wearing a red dress, and she didn't cry until that time.

She loves beauty, and this dress was a token of love given to her by her husband, but the villagers were conservative and kept saying that this dress showed her thighs, so she didn't dare to wear it.

She is about to die today, and she doesn't seem to be afraid of such rumors anymore.

The Taoist first used a hammer to break all the ribs of Widow Qu. In the end, Widow Qu was just a woman, and even grown men could not bear such pain, let alone her.

It's not over yet, after doing all this, the Taoist priest stopped doing anything, and waited for more than two hours. The widow of Naqu shouted softly, and began to peel all the skin and flesh of her two legs below the knees.

This made Widow Qu die of pain, but the Taoist wrote the word "wake up" on her forehead with a cinnabar pen.

Miraculously, Widow Qu woke up immediately.

Ye Feng knew that it was "pointing the soul". To put it bluntly, it was to keep the Taiguang soul among the three souls in a clear state, so that Widow Qu could endure the pain all the time.

About two hours later, after Widow Qu's voice became quieter again, her nose was cut off again by the Taoist priest.

The torture continued for a full 48 hours. During this period, the Taoist smashed the widow's eyeballs with a wooden stick, smashed her jaw with a hammer, and chopped off all ten fingers one by one... until No. It took eight hours for the Taoist priest to drive a screwdriver into Widow Qu's celestial spirit cap.

Everything finally ended. After Widow Qu died, the Taoist asked the villagers to bury her at the entrance of the village, and at the same time hung the red skirt on Widow Qu on the cross.

He told the villagers that this is the blood death garment, and only when the ghost of the Nagqu widow is there can the tranquility of Wangjia Village be guaranteed. Harass them, so that they can keep safe for a long time.

At the same time, don't touch the blood death garment or let it fall off. People who touch the blood death garment will die, and if the blood death garment falls off, people in Wangjia Village will die.

The old man was very grateful to him and said he would definitely pay attention.

The Taoist nodded in satisfaction, and before leaving, he searched the Wangjia Village and made a lot of money.

When Ye Feng heard this, he slapped the table angrily, which is misleading!

This kind of evil method is actually drinking poison to quench thirst. Torturing Widow Qu will naturally produce a ghost, but after torturing Widow Qu for a full 48 hours, and using the soul method to keep Widow Qu clear, what a pain it must be.

And after that, a little girl will die every year. This old man can actually agree to this kind of thing!
Ye Feng looked at the old man with cold eyes.

"There is nothing wrong with the sacrifice every year. This year is already the fifth year, but this year, something happened.

When we were about to sacrifice, the bloody death garment suddenly floated up in the wind, and then fell under your car, Taoist priest, and you will know what happened afterwards..."

The old man rubbed his hands and said, now that he knew he was in the wrong, he didn't dare to look Ye Feng in the eyes.

"Where is the girl who will be sacrificed this year?" Ye Feng asked coldly.

"It's in the back room." The old man said, leading Ye Feng over, and let him see the little girl carved in pink and jade.

"Whose child is this?"

"To tell you the truth, Daoist Ye, the girl who was sacrificed in the first year is my granddaughter... The girl who is going to be sacrificed this year is also my granddaughter... I know that I have done something wrong, so I want to use my granddaughter... way to repay..."

"Fuck you!" Ye Feng scolded, "What's the matter with letting your granddaughter carry the crimes you made yourself!"

"Yes, Daoist Ye, you are right, I was wrong about this..." The old man didn't dare to speak anymore.

"In addition to your granddaughter, the daughters of the three families also died, right?"

"Yes..." the old man promised.

"I can help you solve this matter without taking any money, but whoever killed the four girls in front will obediently surrender to the police station, and you, as the village chief, cannot escape any ties!"

Yangjian naturally has the laws and regulations of Yangjian, and Ye Feng cannot use lynching.

And there is no need to move by himself. If this old man goes to the underworld in the future, he will definitely be tortured in hell.

"I killed all the girls. As long as Daoist Ye can save our whole village, I will do everything alone." The old man replied firmly.

It can be regarded as a man.

However, this matter cannot be blamed on this old man. From his position and situation, it seems that there is no room for choice in everything.

He just chose a path that would cause the least harm to the whole village, and he had the courage to bear all of these.

He is a good man, but he was born in the wrong birth, and he became the head of the village when he got to the side of the Tibetan Corpse Ridge.

It's pathetic!
Just as Ye Feng was about to say something, he heard a girl's scream outside, and he didn't need to listen to know who it was - Xia Shihan.

Ye Feng hurriedly ran out...

(End of this chapter)