Playing the role of gods and Buddhas: starting from Avalokitesvara

The old monk in the Xiaofa Temple has the ability to descend demons and remove demons, which is known to the people of Luoxia Town. Of course, there is

not only one family in the town that can lower demons and remove demons, but the main thing is that it is cheap.

After the three monks hastily ate breakfast, they followed the middle-aged woman and the old lady to Narcissus Village, Miaoyan cleaned up the mess, and there was still half a bowl of porridge left yesterday.

"Master, what kind of demon do you guess it is?" On the way, Miao Le saw that the rush was very boring and asked.

Meng Yuan also propped up his ears, he still knew too little about the things in his practice.

I saw the old monk groaning slightly: "Listening to what the old lady said, it looks like a black bear that has become a refined black bear, and you need to see the corpse." " The

demons in the world are strange and ever-changing, and if there are no obvious characteristics, they are not easy to recognize based on their appearance alone.

The old monk who went out this time also almost brought the family base of the small magic temple, a vajra pestle, which is a medium-grade magic weapon, and two flying swords, which are lower-grade magic weapons, Meng Yuan and Miaole one by one, which were contributed by the two dead men of the Wang family last time, and some gadgets, such as Buddha beads, wooden fish, etc., are not even magic weapons, and they are not in the product.

Meng Yuan also took the opportunity to ask the magic weapon level. Magic weapons, spirit weapons,

and divine weapons are divided into three products: upper, middle, and lower.

And the dragon and phoenix golden ring in his hand was a top-grade spirit weapon, which even the great cultivators of the Yuan Infant Realm might not be able to take out.

This made Meng Yuan suffer a little, will the loss of such a heavy treasure make the Lord of the Buddha Kingdom notice?

After walking like this, after more than an hour, everyone finally came to Narcissus Village.

At the entrance of the village, a bunch of women dressed up quickly greeted them.

"Yo, such a handsome little monk, will you spend the night at my sister's house tonight?" A choppy woman squeezed away everyone and said in front of Meng Yuan.

And the rest of the women also opened their mouths, where did Miaole on the side have seen this kind of battle, neither hand knows where to put it, but the old monk no one stepped forward to tease.

Obediently, is this Narcissus Village or Pansi Cave?

Fortunately, the middle-aged woman seemed to have some prestige, and immediately roared, letting these women retreat.

His face was full of embarrassment: "Let the three masters laugh, because the men in the village are almost dead, the women have no skills, and they serve people with more colors in order to eat and eat, which is a bad custom."

The old monk obviously knew something inside, but just bowed his head and sighed: "Buddha is on top, good, please take us to the victim's house."

"Oh, good, good."

The first family I went to was a woman who was no more than double ten, and the woman's body fell in front of the bed, and the blood had coagulated.

The old monk stepped forward to check, and Meng Yuan and Miaole also assisted from the side, gently turning the woman's body over.

And this time I found that looking at the skeleton with eighty or ninety pounds, it was only half the weight!

Immediately, several people noticed that a piece of her neck had been gnawed off.

"Her blood was sucked away." The old monk said.

Blood sucking? Meng Yuan's first reaction was a zombie, but the world doesn't know if there is such a thing, and this neck is not two holes, it's better not to open your mouth rashly.

"Look elsewhere."

The next few families are all similar, the most obvious feature is that a large piece of the neck is gnawed, and the blood in the body is almost sucked dry.

Meng Yuan noticed that the doors and windows of all the homes were not damaged.

At this moment, the capture of Yamen also came.

As soon as they met, seven or eight catchers immediately pounced on the old monk and pressed them to the ground, and Meng Yuan and Miao Le were locked up together, which made everyone panic. "Zhao

Zhao catches the head, you are?" The middle-aged woman asked blankly.

And this Zhao Hunt Head Meng Yuan looked a little familiar, as if he had seen it.

That Zhao Huntou immediately clapped his hands and said, "The case is closed, this old monk has been dead for two days, and now he still appears here, it must be a demon."

What? Master Huiming is long dead?

Master is dead?

And the old monk is also a little confused at the moment, what he has long died?

Fortunately, Meng Yuan finally remembered why that Zhao Huntou was so familiar, the last time he left from Luoxia Town, he interrogated himself, when the old monk faked his death with the turtle breath technique, he only thought that he was really dead, so he said a round death, but he didn't expect to pit him now.

Quickly explained: "This lord, this matter..." After

some explanation, it was good that this Zhao Huntou believed seven or eight percent, released three people, and let his subordinates gather all the corpses and burn them, because there are demons in this world, and the corpses that die unnaturally are generally burned.

Meng Yuan nodded secretly, in this way, even zombies can minimize the danger.

"Tonight, that evil creature will definitely commit another offense, so we need to guard the two ends of the village separately, and then no matter which side the demon comes from, we can stop it, and then send a signal for the rest of the people to come to support quickly." Zhao Taotou said.

This arrangement is also reasonable, and the old monk is the strongest, with two catchers to guard the east of the village, Meng Yuan, Miaole and Zhao Huntou are all refining qi realms, so they guard the west end of the village together.

When passing through the village, Meng Yuan found that there were very few men in the village, most of them were old people, even disabled, and young and strong men were not alone.

Most of the villagers' homes are run by women, and red lanterns are hung at the door.

Miao Le was the first to ask why.

Zhao Chaotou said: "The two masters don't know, this Narcissus Village is also a bitter life, ten years ago the imperial court conscripted the conscription, half of the strong Ding of Narcissus Village went and never returned, and five years ago the remaining half of the people were conscripted without any news."

"There are only old and weak women and children left in the village, and many people have done that kind of business in order to survive."

The two of them joined hands and sighed, "Good."

"Zhao Taotou, what kind of conscription requires the recruitment of all the men in a village, but none of them return?" Meng Yuan asked.

"How do we know, anyway, I haven't heard from anyone in the past few years, most of them are dead."

A few people came to the west of the village during idle chat, randomly chose a clean terrain to sit down and chat and fart, and Meng Yuan also knocked on the side to understand things outside Luoxia Town.

Miaole on the side suddenly pulled him, and the two came to the grass on the side under the pretext of Xiaojie.

"Junior Brother, do you know what happened last night?" Mioraku asked nervously.

Meng Yuan remembered that he only heard a sound last night, and then he didn't know.

"Last night, I also heard a noise, so I opened the crack of the door, and I saw a figure lying outside the window of the senior brother, it must be the master, he is indeed a demon pretend."

Miaole opened a slit with difficulty in both eyes to express his shock.

"Senior Brother, could this be that you are mistaken?" Meng Yuan said that he did not believe it.

"There should be nothing wrong with this, just wait until tonight if you encounter the evil that attacked the village, Master will definitely make a move, I don't believe he doesn't show flaws."

Meng Yuan nodded, and then asked a fatal question: "Senior brother, if Master is really a demon pretend, how can we deal with it with our skills?"

Miao Le was stunned suddenly, he was just a cultivator in the middle of the Qi Cultivation Realm, even if the senior brother was only in the late stage of the Qi Training Realm, how to deal with a demon who built a foundation realm or even Jindan?

He muttered, "This cannot be said to alarm it, and it needs to be considered in the long run."

Then he turned and left, and Meng Yuan saw that Miaole's gesture did not seem to be fake, remembering that Master Brother Miaoyan had reminded him to be careful of Miaole.

"If Miaole is the demon, the Golden Horse Award is yours!"

Flicking his hand, fastening his pants, Meng Yuan also turned to follow.

The sky gradually darkened.