The entire Qingma County is located on a plateau, and the temperature is much lower than that of the southeastern parts of the Great Wu Dynasty. The sparsely populated places here maintain their original appearance. Shrubs and tundra can be seen everywhere on the ground, and the forests are one by one. The trees in them have grown for an unknown number of years. They are straight and firm, and they are the best building materials.

Local experienced people can see some signs from the bark on the sunny side of the tree to determine whether there is a mysterious root on the root.

Mr. Sun has seen some records of this "sign" from the Chaotian Division's materials. It is said that the local Chaotian Division's people learned from interrogation from the local population. With great interest, he found a few big trees to judge, but he couldn't see anything, so he simply dropped his spiritual sense: the roots of the trees were empty.

Ordinary monks also have spiritual sense, and they cannot use this method to dig Xuanshaning. The forest is huge and there are many ancient trees. Low-level monks may not be able to find a group when they are exhausted, and high-level monks don’t bother to do it. This kind of thing.

After playing a few times, Master Sun lost interest and walked along a winding road on the ground. The vast mountains in the distance outline a dark gray and black curve. The forest on the ground is green, the meadows are like paintings, and the red, yellow and white are lumps and pieces.

There was a shepherd, dressed in a shabby and dirty sheepskin jacket, with a whip in his arms, driving his only three sheep, and walking in the distance, there was a brown dog hopping around, from time to time, from Something was planted in the wasteland on both sides of the road.

Gradually getting closer, the shepherd was an old man. When he saw Master Sun in casual clothes, he opened his mouth and smiled: "Is the guest here to collect Xuan Shaning?"

Foreigners will not come to Qingma County if they have nothing to do, and most of them are the businessmen who bought Xuan Shaning.

Master Sun smiled slyly: "Does the old man have it?"

"Yes, what price do you give."

"The price is right."

"The price is 30 taels of silver and a penny." One penny and 10,000 spiritual jades are the price between monks, and they can't be bought locally from ordinary people. And even if you give them Lingyu, they are useless. Thirty taels of silver per dollar is already quite good. This amount of money can allow an ordinary family of five to live comfortably for three years.

Xuan Sha Ning is too light to weigh, and Xuan Sha Ning on a tree root is often less than a dollar.

"Old man, let me see the goods first." Master Sun did not expect that he would be able to buy this precious medicine if he met a passerby.

The old shepherd carefully took out an oiled paper bag from his arms. The bag had three layers. Before it was fully opened, a special medicinal fragrance wafted out, which made people feel refreshed.

This group of Xuan Sha Ning is only the size of a baby's fist, and it should weigh less than a penny. He held it in his hand and showed it to Sun Changming. Sun Changming was about to take it, but he quickly withdrew his hand.

Master Sun smiled: "Okay, take me and see."

"How about it, this is a good thing. I just dug it yesterday with good luck. Alas, I have only this luck in my life, and I have never dug it before."

Sun Changming nodded: "I'll give you some money." He took out the money, and the old shepherd smiled happily: "That's great, my little grandson can finally drink rice soup."

The two paid with one hand and delivered with the other. Master Sun took the oiled paper bag, stuffed it into the storage bag, and then waved goodbye to the old shepherd: "Old man, goodbye."

"Goodbye, goodbye..." He smiled and drove the sheep away. After gradually losing sight, the old shepherd snorted: "Farewell, don't want to see the old man again in this life."

He got off the path and quickly got into a forest from a wasteland. Then turn around, and if you don't pay attention, you will get lost. After half an hour, a spacious open space suddenly appeared in front, and wooden houses were built in an orderly manner.

There is a wall of wooden fences on the periphery, as high as one person, and there is a sentry building every 30 feet. The old shepherd entered through the gate. Two people were guarding the gate. When he saw the three sheep behind the old shepherd, he smiled and asked, "Wang Lao'er has another harvest today."

A look of piety appeared on the face of the old shepherd: "Dedicated to the gods."

"The gods will protect you."

Wang Lao'er drove the sheep in, and reached the bottom of a three-zhang-high spire wooden building in the center. He bowed respectfully and said, "Lord Miko, I'm back."

A slightly hoarse voice came from the wooden building: "What did you bring to the gods?"

"Today I harvested three sheep and thirty taels of silver. The villain is willing to give all of them to the gods first."

The hoarse voice carried a bit of joy: "Very good, you are a diligent believer, the Lord God will protect you, persevere, and your wish will definitely be fulfilled."

"Thank you God Venerable, thank you Miko-sama."

Several strong men in divine robes came up, took the sheep and the silver. Wang Lao'er did not give up, but was full of excitement. The Miko-sama's voice sounded again: "Come in and pay homage to the gods."

"Yes." Wang Laoer walked in respectfully, the light in the wooden building was dim, and there was a middle-aged woman in a dark red high-level robe sitting on the left side, her face was a little unclear, and Wang Laoer did not dare to look more. The front is enshrined with a black wood with a strange appearance, like a cloud of fog and a cloud.

As long as you look at it, you can't help but be attracted, and you can't explain it with reason.

Wang Laoer bowed down reverently, kowtowed three times, and murmured words. Then, as if he had fulfilled a certain wish, and as if he had unloaded a heavy burden, he bowed to the sorceress again, and then walked out on his knees.

After leaving the wooden spire, he returned to his cabin. There is only a wooden bed and a chair here, which is narrow and simple, but Wang Laoer is very satisfied. There are tens of thousands of believers in the entire ancient Shayuan. There are only a few hundred people who are qualified to have a residence here, and he Wang Laoer is very satisfied. Er is one of them, that is to say, he is one of the hundreds of people who have recently received God Venerable on the ancient evil source!

He rested for a while, the gong sounded outside, and it was time for dinner. Wang Laoer went out to line up with a broken bowl. The dinner was very simple. It was a lake and lake cooked with wild vegetables, highland barley flour and some kind of corn. The taste was really not very good. lying on the bed.

This day is over, he has to rest well, and continue to work tomorrow. The more tribute he makes to God, the sooner he can achieve his wish.

There is no guilt in Wang Lao'er's heart. As long as I use the name of the gods, I have no guilt. Even if he deceived three sheep today, that poor little family might starve to death in the next cold winter. Even if he deceived the medicinal herb merchant of thirty taels of silver with the fake Xuan Sha Ning, it might cause him to go bankrupt; or when the herb merchant sold the fake Xuan Sha Ning to the monk, the other party killed him in anger. he.

He is old and bloody, and is qualified to live here because he is an old liar, and he can harvest something every day and dedicate it to the gods.

There are hundreds of people in the whole stockade, almost all of them are believers like Wang Laoer.

...

The city of Qingma County is in Moon City, and the local yamen of Chaotian Division is naturally also in this city. In the past few days, there have been a large number of captains entering and leaving the Chaotian yamen, and everyone has a solemn expression. After leaving the gate of the yamen, they flew on their horses and galloped away. Everyone in the city knew that something big was going to happen.

The commander of Qing Ma County, Zhan Duanhe, has been restless for the past few days. He is ninety-seven years old this year. As a cultivator of the Fifth Realm, he is "in his prime." He is very qualified in Chaotian Division, and before Liu Zhi became the commander-in-chief, he was in Qingma County.

Liu Zhi took office and cleaned up a group of officials who had eaten vegetarian meals. He narrowly escaped. He knew that this was because Qingma County was not an important place. As long as he didn't do too badly, Liu Zhi would not touch him in a short time.

And Zhan Duanhe also knew that what he did was not really good. He should take a lot of money these years, but he shouldn't take it... Even if he takes it, he will do a good job in the aftermath to ensure that there will be no mistakes.

Throughout Qingma County, everyone has money to make. Although they are not as rich as those in the southeast, they will not let everyone go back after being an official for a few years.

It is precisely because of this that when something happens below, Zhan Duanhe often turns a blind eye, and his subordinates all know that his mantra is "don't make too much trouble".

Zhan Duanhe has always believed that his subordinates are all sensible people, making money to make money. First, he can't dry up the lake to fish, and second, he can't ruin everyone's jobs.

Until five days ago, an unexpected event made him suddenly realize that there was a big problem in the Chaotian Si Yamen in Qingma County under his command.

Five days ago, Huang Xi, a thousand households under his cronies, was killed!

Huang Xi only reported the demon sect to him the day before, and died outside the city the next day. And he died very strangely, peacefully, with no wounds on his body, as if he had left peacefully in his sleep. However, all the instruments, official seals, and money on his body were gone.

In Zhan Duanhe's view, the matter of the Demon Sect is too much and must be reported to the chief yamen, and then investigated and dealt with immediately. Otherwise, the jobs of myself and my subordinates will be smashed in the future.

Huang Xi is his confidant, and he knows that this is Master Zhan's bottom line, so he will report any discovery immediately. And then died.

Zhan Duanhe was furious, and ordered his subordinates to find the murderer, and at the same time continue to track down the demon sect's eucalyptus. The subordinates were silent, but three days have passed, and neither of the two eucalypts has any new clues!

Zhan Duanhe severely punished his subordinates and replaced them with another person - so far there has been no progress. But Zhan Duanhe didn't dare to get angry any more, he faintly felt that the whole yamen was being watched.

He is a dignified fifth realm, and he can't find anyone monitoring him!

There are thousands of people up and down the entire Qingma County Chaotian Division, but there is literally no clue about the situation! What does this mean? It means that he has been evacuated!

If he is not good, he will end up with Huang Xi.

Therefore, the commander-in-chief sent a message, and Sun Changming would be dispatched to investigate and deal with the news of the Demon Sect, and Zhan Duanhe did not tell anyone.

He sat upright in the main hall of the yamen, with the appearance of an old god, but he was very flustered. Looking at the subordinates outside the door, he couldn't tell which ones were reliable and those who were suspicious, or that they had all colluded. It is only natural that he is plotting how to let himself die, and it will not arouse the suspicion of the chief yamen.

"I just hope that Master Sun is really as famous as the rumor, and can save the old man..."

...

In the study room of the county governor's office, under the gable on the back, there is a luxurious shrine, the incense bird bird, on which is enshrined a black wood like cloud and mist, full of mystery, as if it can attract attention!

The county governor sat in the center, accompanied by his trusted master. In addition to them, there are three other people, the three with the highest status under the Zhanduan River and the Chaotian yamen in Qingma County, a commander and two thousand households are here!

"We have received news from the inside line of the chief yamen, and Sun Changming is here."

Several people looked worried, but the commander said with a smile: "This is good news, it's better than Liu Zhi coming in person, right?"

The master said: "Sun Changming is in the limelight. The so-called famous person has no falsehood. The arrangement of the gods has not been completed. If he finds out, how should we deal with it? He is the sixth realm!"

The commander did not panic: "Relying on me and others is naturally no match for the sixth realm, but the gods have already made arrangements, the guardian gods have already returned, and the sixth realm, under the divine power of the guardian gods, is not enough. It's a turkey dog!"

The rest of the people heaved a sigh of relief: "The Dharma Protector will return to his place? The venerable God really has an unparalleled plan. Sun Changming is throwing himself into the net."

"If such a sixth-level Tianjiao is dedicated to the gods to be swallowed, the gods will be able to appear in the world one step ahead!"

The commander nodded his head: "That's exactly what I want to say. Sun Changming is nothing to worry about, but after Sun Changming is Liu Zhi, with the strength of the protector of the gods, it is also a hard fight against Shang Liu Zhi, and it is possible to be a little careless. Disturbing the gods. When the gods are angry, I will be punished!"

"So Sun Changming has become the key. We must take him down and dedicate it to the gods to speed up the birth of the gods - as long as the gods are born, Liu Zhi will come and he will be suppressed by one hand!"

Everyone nodded again and again, and the county governor said: "You all keep an eye on Zhan Duanhe, there is news about Sun Changming coming out right away."

"Zhan Duanhe has already noticed, I'm afraid it won't easily reveal Sun Changming's whereabouts."

"Then let's find it ourselves and cast a net. This Qingma County is our world. As long as Sun Changming walks in, he will definitely not escape our attention."

"Can't win Zhan Duanhe? God Venerable can give him everything he wants!"

The commander Shashi shook his head: "He is too timid, this matter ruined his job, he will not do it."

"Old trash!" A thousand households scolded: "As long as the gods appear in the world, they will sacrifice his soul!"

The county governor waved his hand: "Do everything, find Sun Changming as soon as possible, and the overall situation will be settled sooner!"

...

Wang Lao'er has been exceptionally smooth these past few days. He has succeeded in deceiving again and again. In just four days, he has deceived seven cows, a troika, seven hundred catties of grain and six thousand taels of silver!

Especially for the 6,000 taels of silver, he accidentally glanced at the woods beside the road that day, and found that the bark on the sunny side of an old tree was a little unusual. When he was young, he also followed people to dig Xuan Shaning. The bones of those who dug Xuan Shaning back then had become fertilizer for the earth, and Wang Laoer sold that group of Xuan Shaning for seventy taels of silver.

He immediately judged that this kind of medicine might have grown on the root of the tree.

He carefully dug out the soil layer, and actually found a mass! Exactly at this time, a cultivator flew by in the sky. Seeing this scene fall, the cultivator did not directly **** it, and asked him to make a random offer. Wang Laoer asked for a black heart price of 6,000 taels, but the other party was not happy. counter-offer.

Fortunately, he had already deceived a carriage that day, otherwise it would be really difficult to bring the money back.

Speaking of this, it is also a coincidence. On the day he deceived 700 catties of grain, he also deceived a carriage ahead of time. Luck is so good.

With these things, Wang Laoer's dedication finally reached the "full value". The complete value of the believers in this stockade is 10,000 taels of silver. Cattle and sheep items are broken at the lowest price.

The magic religion claims that as long as they bow to the totem of the gods, they can eliminate disasters and cure diseases, but senior believers will be selected by witches and witches from all over the world. Anything Han does can increase his loyalty, and only when his loyalty reaches a certain level can he be qualified to come to the stockade to fight for the "perfect value".

Wang Lao'er was told that there is only this "Shen Zhai" in the entire ancient Shayuan, and they entered the Shenzhai, that is, the believers closest to the gods on the entire ancient Shayuan.

After reaching the perfection value, under the leadership of the priestess, they can hold a ceremony to express their wishes to the gods, and the gods will satisfy all their wishes. But the premise is that only one wish can be mentioned at a time. If there are multiple wishes, then continue to accumulate the next "completeness value".

In the entire Shenzhai, Wang Lao'er's completion value is far ahead. But in fact, it was still far from 10,000 taels. He thought that he needed to work hard for at least three years - he didn't know if he could live to that time. .

"Your faith in the goddess is complete." In the hoarse voice of the shrine maiden, there is a bit of satisfaction: "I have already felt the joy of the goddess from the nine heavens, she wants to show mercy to you, you Go back and prepare, I will preside over the ceremony for you tonight, and you can tell your wishes to the Lord God."

"Thank you God Venerable, thank you Miko!" Wang Lao'er fell to the ground, crying bitterly.

His wish is to bring his son back to life.

Twenty years ago, he tricked a wealthy young lady from Ganding County in the south, sold all her jewelry and the satin and brocade clothes she was wearing, and locked her in her house with iron chains. If she wanted to run, she would be beaten to death.

A year later, the young lady gave him a son. He was overjoyed, and felt that the rich lady should give up when she had a child, so she could live with herself at ease. As a result, she relaxed a little, and the rich lady ran away again.

It's a pity that this place in Qingma County... The rich lady ran out for dozens of miles, but was caught by the locals and brought back to Wang Laoer. This time, Wang Laoer struck hard and killed the rich lady on the spot.

He wants to raise his son by himself, but he doesn't know if he has done too much wicked things in his life. He gave birth to a fat son. He has been ill since his mother died, and Wang Laoer spent all his savings. , Seeking a doctor and asking for medicine, he managed to raise his son to the age of seven, but he still died.

Wang Laoer was distraught, and his greatest wish after that was to let his son come back to life. Originally, this could only be an unrealistic wish, but I didn’t expect the Demon Cult to appear!

That night, Wang Lao'er knelt under the statue and listened to the maiden's heavy and obscure voice, humming a special tune, and communicated with the god. The light mist of black and yellow circled around Wang Lao'er and landed on the ground in front of him, turning into the appearance of his son.

Wang Lao'er was about to cry~lightnovelpub.net~, but suddenly the whole Shenzhai fell into a stillness - Wang Lao'er opened his mouth wide, half of his voice got stuck in his throat, and tears also accumulated in his eyes; he Seeing the "son" in front of him change back to that black and yellow haze, this is the only thing in the entire Shenzhai that can still move.

It's just that the light mist moves very reluctantly, twisting as if trying to break free. Seeing that it was about to succeed, suddenly a rope flew and tied it firmly with a swoosh.

Wang Laoer heard footsteps behind him, and a somewhat familiar voice sounded: "So it's an old acquaintance."

The sound of footsteps came in front of Wang Lao'er, and he was shocked. Isn't this a medicinal herb merchant who was deceived by himself for thirty taels of silver? !

But the old acquaintance in the mouth of the "medicine merchant" was not talking about Wang Laoer. Master Sun stared at the black and yellow haze. With a sneer, he said, "Daoist Xuanli, under the command of this official, cultivated hard day and night, and made rapid progress, waiting for revenge against you!"

Guangwu seemed to remember something and struggled fiercely, but the immortal rope was still motionless, and Guangwu became silent, as if he had accepted his fate.

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