Seeking immortality in a deceitful way starts by making oneself into a puppet

On the top of a low mountain, a group of low buildings fell into the halo of the setting sun. Among the sparse trees and grass, two figures crossed the mountain road and arrived at the village.

"This village is quite big..."

He Ping walked in from the end of the village and found that the village was larger than expected. It was dotted with rammed earth houses one after another, with a long paved street in the middle and houses on both sides. He also noticed that at the entrance to the east of the village, you could still see the stone pillars where horses were tied.

"This place is called 'Wan'an Village'," Chixinzi said without hesitation: "According to the head of Wan'an Village, a long time ago, the rocky mountains nearby were very suitable for lime mining, and there were many people mining lime in the surrounding area. , because of banditry, most of the people moved away. As time went by, the fields were abandoned, leaving only the old, weak, sick and disabled..."

When He Ping heard this, he frowned slightly. He discovered something strange. That was that since he entered the village, he had not heard any insects, dogs, or birds, and there were no chickens or ducks in the village. No, it's a bit unnervingly quiet.

He Ping and Chi Xinzi walked over the paved road in the center of the village. Occasionally, a few villagers carrying hoes walked by. He glanced at these people and found that these villagers were extremely ugly.

No one in the world is born from the same mother. There are thousands of people with different faces, and their appearance is even more different. Beauty and ugliness are also determined by destiny.

He Ping would not comment on the beauty or ugliness of others. He just felt that the appearance of these villagers was strange.

No, it should be said...these people look too strange.

The few villagers passing by were not deformed or disabled, but their facial features were very strange. For example, their eyes were surprisingly small, their noses were almost flat, their eyes were a little protruding, and their skin was rough. There was always a strange similarity in their appearance. Sex, small eyes, narrow forehead, unusually large mouth, in short... full of weird incongruity.

Out of curiosity, He Ping looked at the surrounding mud houses with thatched roofs. He suddenly discovered that there were faces hidden behind the wooden doors with mud walls. Those skinny, dark faces were hidden behind the doors, looking towards them. The two of them looked over.

For a moment, from behind the door panel of the earthen wall, a line of sights focused on Chi Xinzi and He Ping. It was a strange sight. He Ping felt that it was not a curious sight, but a sight full of greed, or perhaps A sight full of evil thoughts.

This feeling was extremely uncomfortable. He Ping even felt that it was a strong appetite. The villagers here looked at him as if they were looking at a piece of fat.

"Brother, this village?!"

He Ping asked in a low voice: "Is there something..."

"Don't ask yet, let's go to the village chief's house first."

Chi Xinzi waved his hand, strode forward, and led him to a spacious courtyard.

As soon as he entered the house, he saw a shaky old man walking over with a cane.

"Master Yu, you are back."

Chi Xinzi lived in this village as a salesman, and he probably used a pseudonym named Yu, so the old man called him "Master Yu".

"My lord, I'm sorry. This is a scholar who came here to study. He got lost and the official road was blocked by snow, so he strayed into this village. Can you let him bother you here for a few days?" .”

Chixinzi smiled and introduced He Ping behind him to the old man. He Ping also bowed his hands deeply as a gift.

"Chief, I'm not too presumptuous. It's just that it's snowy outside and it's difficult to go on the road. I hope you can make it easier."

"It's easy to talk about."

I don’t know how old this old man is. He is wrinkled and white-haired, and his behavior is trembling and he is close to death. He coughed and spoke slowly: "No one visits Wan'an Village on weekdays. Master Yu and other guests are coming here." , the people in the village are very happy, you can stay as long as you want..."

The village head chatted with Chi Xinzi again, then staggered out of the courtyard on crutches.

"Let's go."

Chi Xinzi just glanced at the leaving village chief, then reached out and pushed open a door.

"Junior brother, come in together!"

After the door opened, he saw several people sitting in the room. He Ping stood outside the threshold and looked around with squinted eyes. He noticed that there were six people sitting in the room. Among them was an old farmer who was in his seventies or eighty years old. Zhang Zhu was sitting on the chair with his legs crossed, a cloth bag on his left shoulder, and he was smoking a dry pipe.

Behind the old farmer, there were three people standing. They were all wearing yellow cloth shirts. They were very thin and had a shriveled frame. They looked like a poplar tree and had sallow complexions. The three of them looked the same, so they were clearly from the same family. brother.

The three brothers stood behind the old farmer with expressionless faces.

On another table and chair, there was a pair of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law sitting. The mother-in-law was an old woman with dove-faced chicken skin and hair as white as silver. The old woman was dressed in black, with a dry mouth and a pair of mung bean eyes, staring at the person beside her. A person sitting on a chair.

On that chair sat a woman in red who looked like a young daughter-in-law. Her eyes were slightly red, and she was wiping the corners of her eyes with a brocade handkerchief.

The two groups of people in the house were clearly separated from each other. They were obviously not from the same group, but belonged to two different forces.

"Chixinzi, you are finally back."

The old farmer who smoked dry cigarettes suddenly raised his eyes, and a hoarse and cold voice sounded: "Hey, you went out for a walk, why did you bring back one more person?"

"Old Yao Ghost, let me introduce to you. This is my junior brother, whose surname is He... who is also a disciple of my teacher Wuyousheng. His cultivation level is not inferior to mine. This time, I want to explore the Narcissus Cave. The red Monk Abra cannot come, so my junior brother will take Abra's place this time."

"joke."

The swan-shaped old woman with hair as white as silver sneered.

"Chixinzi, now that things have happened, you have randomly arranged for someone to come in. What are your hidden intentions? Besides, what qualifications does this little guy wearing a human skin mask and dare not even reveal his true face have to replace Hong Kong?" Robed monk'."

"Hahaha, Grandma Miaohua, you don't know something. The red-robed monk wants to come, but he's just a dead man. I'm afraid he won't be able to come even if he wants to!"

A smile appeared on Chi Xinzi's face, and her eyes moved towards He Ping.

"After the red-robed monk Abra met my junior brother, Abra relied on his profound magical power and wanted to use the Dharma of the Vajra Academy to match the puppetry of my Immortal Puppet Sect in order to prove how firm his Buddhist heart was, but he accidentally ended up If you miss, you will die!"

"Master Abra is worthy of being an eminent monk of the Vajra Monastery. Unfortunately, his skills are inferior. In addition, Master Abra has a kind heart. If I wasn't careful, I accidentally beat him to death!"

He Ping also sang the double act with Chi Xinzi.

"Before the master died, he also gave me his skull necklace. The master is really compassionate and willing to help others."

After saying that, he also took out the skull necklace of "Dakini Karma's Great Mother God Beads".

Lao Yao Gui and Granny Miaohua thought Chi Xinzi was talking nonsense at first, but when He Ping took out the "Dakini Karma Great Mother God Bead", they were both startled and realized how powerful it was.

These two people are not ignorant people. Both the old kiln ghost and the Miaohua Granny recognize that this "Dakini Karma Great Mother God Bead" is a magical weapon of the Vajra Monastery, and it is also the red-robed monk Abra who relies most on it. A treasure.

It is not easy to refine this skull necklace. Even if it is barely successful, it must be sacrificed to the hungry ghost in the skeleton with human blood, flesh, blood and other blood food to maintain it. If the sacrifice is neglected, there will be backlash.

"That monster monk Abra, who usually takes care of this precious necklace, how could he let an outsider take it away? It seems he must be dead!"

"The demon monk was born in the Diamond Zen Monastery of Daxiye Kingdom. He has learned a powerful demon technique. Even if I take action myself, I can't do anything about it. This descendant of the Immortal Puppet Sect has such abilities, so we can't just take it lightly..."

The expressions of the two people quickly changed, and it could almost be said that they had different expressions.

"I see. Since he is a disciple of Wuyousheng of the Immortal Puppet Sect, he naturally has the ability to participate in this trip to Narcissus Cave."

The old kiln ghost blew his pipe, and spoke in a hoarse and rough voice.

"Abra is not strong enough, so he deserves to die... Hehe, there are many powerful players, and there are many people to help on this trip, so it is not a bad thing."

"Hey, you killed the demon monk Abula, so I don't have any objections, old lady."

Grandma Miaohua grinned like an old fox.

"It's just that among us, there is a white-bearded ghost who has just gone out. If he has no objections, then I will certainly welcome Mr. He... He."

With a "clack" sound, the window in the room was pushed open from the outside, and a face that looked like a porcelain mask smiled.

"Wumeizi, the 'white-bearded guest', naturally recognizes the person brought by Chixinzi. Hello, Mr. He. Wumeizi in Zijia Palace has met Mr. He."

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure outside the window came in strangely. He seemed to have no bones in his body. He slid into the house like a loach. Even He Ping couldn't see clearly how he did it——

"Zijia Palace, one of the Nine Evils of Immortality. Zijia Palace has always believed in the Five-Tong Demon Lord, and has mastered the "Five-Tong Body", one of the 36 righteous methods. Its disciples are the most bizarre, and their methods are sinister and changeable. This 'white-bearded guest' Wu Meizi’s strength is quite impressive, and he is even more dangerous than this old kiln ghost and Granny Miaohua!”

He Ping's heart tightened, and he judged who was the biggest threat to him in the scene, other than the innocent one.