Demonic Cultivation: Starting from a Horse Bandit

Xu Sanyan swallowed. There was absolutely no one outside the temple just now, but in the blink of an eye, two more people appeared.

What an evil place!

The old nun has a compassionate look on her face, which makes people feel good at the sight of her.

But Xu Sanyan only felt terrified in his heart, and his vigilance was raised to the highest level, and he did not dare to relax at all.

The two young monks and nuns at the door looked at Xu Sanyan curiously with their big eyes, as if they rarely saw strangers.

"Amitabha..." the old nun chanted in a low voice, and then said, "The poor nun Cisheng is the abbot of Miaoyin Temple."

Xu Sanyan did not dare to be careless and quickly returned the greeting, "Xu Sanyan, a late-born junior, has met his master."

Xu Sanyan raised his eyes and scanned the three of them silently, and heard the calm breathing of the three in his ears. If you listen carefully, you can even hear their heartbeats!

Living person? !

Xu Sanyan raised his eyebrows. He couldn't see through this old nun. Maybe she was extremely cultivated and could accept her sudden appearance behind him, but those two little ones...

No matter how you look at it, he is still a mortal, and his cultivation level is no more than the inner Qi realm. With this level of cultivation, Xu Sanyan can rub it at will with one hand, so how could he not notice it?

Maybe...it's not the people that are the problem, but the temple?

Ci Sheng said in a calm voice, "Do you know what kind of place this is?"

Xu Sanyan shook his head and said, "Master, please tell me."

"This is the border between Liang State and Qiyang Mountain. If the layman continues forward, he will step into the boundary of Qiyang Mountain."

"Qieyang Mountain?" Xu Sanyan whispered to himself. He didn't see this mountain range from the token. Did he go the wrong way?

"No one can enter Qiyang Mountain. It is not a place where a living person can set foot." The smile on Ci Sheng's face gradually faded.

No strangers allowed...

"Is there a ghost?" Xu Sanyan asked.

He has yet to see any ghosts in his practice so far.

Cisheng spoke slowly, "In the past, Qiyang Mountain was not called Qiyang Mountain, but Xianyang Mountain. Many people lived there. Although they were more miserable, they were able to make ends meet."

Xu Sanyan was secretly anxious, who the hell wants to listen to your story?

But he didn't dare to interrupt, so he could only agree obediently. This old nun was really too evil.

Cisheng continued, "There is a large village in the mountains, with about a few hundred households. There are five girls in the village. They have grown up and have a good relationship."

Xu Sanyan nodded in agreement, glanced around, and suddenly frowned. He felt...the two young monks and nuns seemed to be closer?

Cisheng raised his head and looked at the sky, "There is a bad custom in the village, that is, before a girl gets married, she has to be tattooed in red. The villagers think that this can prevent disasters."

"Stitched red?"

Xu Sanyan heard this statement for the first time and asked curiously, "What does it mean?"

"Haha... I just found someone to defile my body." Ci Sheng had a deep sense of resentment in his eyes.

Xu Sanyan was stunned, is he so perverted?

You don’t want a nice big girl, but you have to marry a second-hand guy?

"The eldest of the five girls is about to get married, but the man who tattooed her is actually...her father." Ci Sheng's words were not surprising, and Xu Sanyan was stunned for a moment when he said this.

Ghost father?

He felt that he was already a pervert, but he didn't expect that each mountain was higher than the other. Compared with a real pervert, he still had to practice.

Xu Sanyan came back to his senses and looked at the temple with wonder in his eyes. He was suddenly startled. The two monks and nuns... were getting closer!

This was by no means an illusion. At first, he was about twenty steps away from the two monks and nuns, then it became seventeen or eighteen steps, and now it is twelve or thirteen steps.

Xu Sanyan's eyes sternly stared at the two monks and nuns. With his current level of cultivation, even the slightest movement around him could not escape his ears, but he did not notice the movements of the two at all.

Cisheng seemed unaware and continued to think about himself, "The girl struggled hard, and the sound of struggle attracted the villagers. The girl thought she was saved, but she didn't expect...the villagers actually helped her father hold the girl down..."

Speaking of this, Ci Sheng had tears in his eyes and seemed to feel the same.

"The girl was forced to get married. On the day of her wedding, she was hanged in the sedan chair. The other four girls hid in the distance and watched quietly. They knew that this day would happen to them too."

Xu Sanyan suddenly interrupted, "Master, what time is it now?"

He didn't want to listen anymore, always feeling that the story would definitely give him a "surprise" at the end.

Cisheng seemed not to have heard and continued, "There is a temple outside the mountain. Some people said that if you become a nun, you don't have to marry or be tattooed. So the four girls discussed becoming nuns."

Xu Sanyan looked at the two nuns warily, ready to escape at any time.

When he and the little nun looked at each other, the little nun lowered her head shyly.

Xu Sanyan pursed her lips, feeling increasingly weird in her heart.

"But the temple is outside the mountain. The four girls made an agreement to bring their things and gather together before dawn the next morning. After walking for a day, the four finally saw the temple. The girls were filled with infinite joy. They thought they could finally get there. Escaped from there."

Xu Sanyan backed away slowly, trying to stay as far away from them as possible.

"But they didn't expect that the temple actually had collusion with the mountain villages. Many girls from outside the mountains were abducted and sent into the mountains through the temple, and then the villagers in the mountains spent money to buy them."

"The four girls went around and were sent back again..."

Xu Sanyan stared at the two nuns, but they were no longer close. So he backed away while looking at them without blinking. Cisheng's voice became farther and farther away, becoming more and more blurry...

"The fathers of the four girls were very angry and locked them in their homes to prepare for marriage."

Xu Sanyan was stunned, and the clear voice of Cisheng in his ears made his hair stand on end.

Because he had walked nearly a hundred steps, Cisheng's words still rang in his ears.

She has been following her!

"The four girls had agreed before that if they wanted to get married, they would be hanged at home. So the next day, all four families found that their daughters were wearing red corduroy and hanging precariously from the beams."

"When their father came back, he just blamed their mother for not taking good care of them. At the same time, he regretted that he had raised them in vain and had lost a lot of money."

Xu Sanyan narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly appeared thousands of miles away. The temple and the two nuns were no longer in his sight.

Xu Sanyan breathed a sigh of relief.

"But the girls couldn't stop even after they were hanged, and they were matched into secret marriages..." Ci Sheng's sad voice came to his ears again.

Xu Sanyan's eyes gradually became fierce, and he suddenly turned back to look at Ci Sheng, "Humph, the ghost is still lingering, so you think I'm not afraid of you!"

After saying that, a thick black fog lingered behind him, and a slender figure emerged from it, with three sharp claws suddenly piercing Ci Sheng's heart.

Ci Sheng seemed unaware and raised his head to look at Xu Sanyan, "The girl did not want to get married during her lifetime, and would rather die. But after her death, she was matched with a secret marriage, and her resentment cannot be eliminated..."

"Fuck you! Is it hard to get rid of your resentment? I'll help you get rid of it!" Xu Sanyan's face was fierce, his clothes exploded, and a burst of blood-red mist emerged, covering him.