Chapter 247 [Scent yourself]
It can be seen that this small temple was covered later, and it may have been added one after another after the disaster to reach its current scale.
Early in the morning, no one came here, so Fang Chang and Sang Ziping walked in boldly, but saw a statue standing in the middle.
The man portrayed in the statue is tall and tall, with fluttering green clothes, a toga with large sleeves, and an outstanding demeanor.
His right hand holds an ivy-wrapped golden sword without a sheath, and his left hand is holding a posture with **** together, but his face is unclear.
The small village temples only use bright red, green, green, and purple paints, which are very bright and have a very local flavor. Perhaps a hundred years later, when these pigments fade and become old after being burned with incense, they will bring enough "artistic quality".
There are also traces of incense inside, and it can be seen that it should be in the past few days.
But the nearby people heard about the origin of the Jianxian Temple, and they would come here specially to pray for blessings, cure diseases, children, and marriage, so the incense continued.
Looking at all this, Fang Chang said to himself:
"Sure enough."
These words made Sang Ziping, who was watching the small temple beside the town, very puzzled.
He turned around and asked:
"What does Mr. Fang mean by this? But there is indeed a residual evil spirit here, it seems that the rumors are indeed true."
"Of course." Fang Chang said with a smile: "The corpse of the monster is buried under our feet. It seems that there was indeed a fierce battle here. But the leader inside was actually beheaded by me at the beginning, because it has some relationship with me, so I have to take care of it." Tube."
"Oh?" Sang Ziping suddenly became curious, and looked at the Lingquan sword behind Fang Chang.
Fang Chang walked out of the small country temple with his hands behind his back, and said to Sang Ziping:
"I once caught a demon in Yunzhong Mountain doing evil. He was not guilty of death, but he was still full of sophistry and was very slick. But I could only force him to swear an oath not to do evil on his own initiative. As a result, he ran here Butchering common people everywhere, I found out, so I had no choice but to kill him."
The Lingquan sword made a "ding" at the right time, as if to confirm this matter.
When Fang Chang first saw the temple, he felt the evil spirit in the ground under the temple that had not been completely dissipated, and knew that it was the work of himself and the Lingquan sword. The fate of this remote small town is somehow related to him, and it happened to be encountered by him today, which is really a strange thing in the world.
Sang Ziping smiled and said:
"So that's the case, but I don't know how this matter has been passed down here."
"This is quite simple. We can ask someone. By the way, we can find out about the current situation in the ant mountain. I'm a little curious about what the monsters are doing in the mountain." Fang Chang said, and then he walked out of the temple gate and walked towards the town for a few minutes. step.
There is an old man over there, walking out of town with a cane.
Although the old man has gray hair and staggering steps, he is full of energy and his eyes are not dazzled. Looking at the polite young man in white in front of him, he feels good: "This little brother, what's the matter?"
Fang Chang continued to cup his hands and said: "The two of us came here from the Central Plains to study. I heard that there is a sword fairy temple here, which is quite impressive. Although it was established not long ago, there are twists and turns in it. What."
Hearing this question, the old man’s expression dimmed instantly. He sighed and said:
"The rumors are all true, but I really don't want to recall the tragedy of that day. In short, in order to resist, the people in the town and the people in the surrounding villages who happened to be in the scene were killed and injured. However, we can talk about the last matter."
"At that time, those of us who survived were gathered together by monsters, right at..." He pointed to a field ahead, which is now a well-growing wheat field, "In that position, everyone was scared and confused , I don’t know what will happen.”
"Then the terrible leader of the monster ordered to slaughter the old and the weak among us, and then dragged the young and strong up the mountain to be slaves. As a result, at this time, the leader of the monster was killed on the spot by a shining golden sword. The monsters They fled in all directions, never daring to come again.”
"So we dug the corpses of the monsters and buried them. Among them were the leader who was beheaded by the flying sword, and the little monsters who were resisted and killed by the townspeople—the little monsters will also be injured and die. Xinqi is not as irresistible as the rumors say."
While talking about this, a few young people passing by saw the situation here, and came over to listen to the old man repeat what happened back then.
At the end they couldn't help it, and began to talk about it:
"If you ask me, it must have been done by the sword fairy in the middle of Shu. After all, although there are many rumors about the gods in Guanzhong, I haven't heard of the golden sword killing demons elsewhere. This place is close to the land of Shu, so it must be the powerful swordsman. Passing by, I hid my figure somewhere beside me, and then commanded the fairy sword to kill the demon..."
"Yes, yes, everyone thinks so, it's almost inseparable, that's why this Sword Immortal Temple was established, but unfortunately that Sword Immortal didn't show up, so I can only give him a statue based on guesswork..."
"I feel that we have done a good job, even if there are real immortals, it should look like this. Look! How elegant, unrestrained and mighty..."
The person who spoke last, through the open temple door, pointed to the earthy statue in the temple painted with ordinary paint, and said confidently.
Then another person suggested to Fang Chang:
"Since you two have come to Liangchi Town, do you want to go to Jianxian Temple to offer incense? There are incense candles for visitors, free of charge, but you need to save some, it is effective here!"
Hearing the words, Fang Chang laughed and said, "Hahahahaha, good!"
Then he and Sang Ziping bid farewell to the old man and returned to the temple behind him. According to the instructions of several young people, they took out the prepared homemade incense candles in the small niche cage on one side, and meticulously offered them to the sword fairy with an unclear face in the temple. The person asked about the current situation around Fan before leaving here.
But the townspeople behind were very hospitable and suggested that he come again next time.
Walking outside, Sang Ziping smiled and said, "The villagers in Liangchi Town are really... enthusiastic."
Fang Chang nodded, but he didn't go deep into this topic. He said to Sang Ziping: "It just so happens that this place is at the foot of Ant Mountain. Why don't we go up the mountain and have a look? Check out the monsters that have been raging in the surrounding towns in the past few years." , what is the origin."
In fact, combined with the fuzzy information that Fang Chang got when he killed the pangolin and when Lingquan Sword flew back, he already had some guesses about it, but he still had to go up the mountain to have a look before he could make up his mind. in conclusion.
Sang Ziping was also very enthusiastic about this, so the two happily turned and walked towards Ant Mountain.
(end of this chapter)