Pioneering

Chapter 100
There are more than 300 households and more than [-] people in Zhangjia Village.

It is surrounded by mountains on both sides, and the south of the village is the Sishui River. The whole village is built on the left bank of the river.

As one of the "four desecrations and eight streams", the temples of the Sishui River God are spread all over the banks of the Sishui River. Zhangjia Village is one of the first villages where the Lifei Niangniang Temple was established after the Great Yan Dynasty enshrined the gods from all over the world.

At this time, when the moon is on the brows and the night is dead, in the Lifei Niangniang Temple at the east end of the village.

"Wang Po, please let my family go. A small heart is not a respect."

A young man in green and long-sleeved robes was holding a bag of silver dollars in his hand, and handed it to the wrinkled old woman in front of him with a nod and bow.

Goddess Wang shook the purse in her hand, and said with a sly smile: "Xiao Wu, you also know that Empress River God wants more attendants this year."

As soon as Zhang Xiaowu heard that Mrs. Wang's words were wrong, she became a little anxious and said, "But Mrs. Wang, it shouldn't be my turn anyway, right?"

Goddess Wang picked up the silver dollars one by one, counted them and said:
"My wife Wang is reasonable. Your family only paid the river god's sacrifice last year, so it's naturally not your family's turn."

"Your family left, donated land and houses to the temple, and paid a sum of money for the future. You left with confidence. Of course, I will not stop your family."

"But, it's not right for you to take your fiancée's family with you."

"It's time for their family to host the River God Sacrifice in the next year. If their family can't pay the money, then your fiancée should serve the River God Empress obediently."

Zhang Xiaowu's face turned blue and white, and he wanted to punch her in the face, but when he thought of the magical powers of the witch Wang that was rumored in the village, he endured it and said in a low voice:

"...Wang Po, please open your mouth. How much do you want to let me and Ajuan's family leave Zhangjiacun?"

"Well," Goddess Wang said with her eyes rolling non-stop, "the minimum must be added..."

"Boom—"

After a loud noise, the vermilion gate of the temple was kicked out suddenly, and two heroic and muscular figures rushed in in a daze.

It was Zhong Ming and Bai Shan.

"Bold! Who dare to be against..."

A bright knife light suddenly illuminated the dim temple.

"what-"

The hot red blood spurted out along with the severed arm, and Mistress Wang, who was splashed all over by her own blood, sat and rolled on the ground crying and howling, not daring to fart anymore.

"Can you still listen to your nonsense when you mess up the scene? Can you still be angry with you?" Zhong Ming thought with disdain in his heart.

"Brother Zhong!" Zhang Xiaowu exclaimed in surprise.

"Xiao Wu, why are you here?"

"That's it..."

Just when Zhong Ming and Zhang Xiaowu came to catch up on the past for a while, Mistress Wang, who was rolling on the ground, muttered a curse, and shriveled paper figurines fluttered out from her chest.

In an instant, this group of paper figurines wearing red and willow green clothes, red cheeks and cardamom, and blood-red eyes surrounded Zhong Ming and his party.

"Haha," Goddess Wang stopped crying, and laughed madly, "Bitch, how dare you offend this Fairy, I'm going to dig out your heart and lungs..."

"Are you coming or am I?" Bai Shan communicated with Zhong Ming with his eyes.

Zhong Ming shrugged and signaled with his eyes: "I'll come."

"Clang—"

Another ray of saber light as bright as the Milky Way bloomed in an instant and disappeared in an instant.

Then the twenty or thirty spooky paper figurines shattered into countless colorful pieces with a "huh".

Zhong Ming picked out his ears, turned to Mistress Wang and asked, "What did you just say?"

……

"Hero, this way please, this way please."

Goddess Wang clutched her broken arm, grinned her teeth, tried to squeeze out an ugly smile, and led Zhong Ming and Bai Shan into the main hall of the Sishui River God.

As for Zhang Xiaowu, of course he was dismissed by Zhong Ming, and took the opportunity to escape with his family and his fiancée's family.

The main hall has three bays, the east and west rooms are ear rooms, and the middle is the shrine.

There are three shrines in the main hall.

In the Great Yan Dynasty, the center was the most respected, the left was second, and the right was the third.

Therefore, the middle niche is for the god tablet of Dayan Taizu, the left niche is for the God tablet of Huaidu, and the right niche is for the God tablet of Lifei Empress.

"Let's start your performance." Zhong Ming folded his arms and stared at Mistress Wang.

Goddess Wang suppressed her anger, took out three sticks of incense from the altar, broke them into two short ones, lit them and put them on the incense burner, knelt on the futon, babbling about something.

"There is a saying that people are afraid of three bad things and two bad things, and people are afraid of two bad things and one bad thing. The contact method between this group of ghosts and Mrs. Wang is really appropriate." Zhong Ming murmured in his heart.

The incense burned most of it quickly, but there was still no movement.

Feeling Zhong Ming's increasingly murderous gaze, Mistress Wang felt like she was sweating profusely, and even the pain of her broken arm was relieved by three points, and she only begged in her heart that the envoys would come soon to wipe out these daring lunatics.

Just when the incense was about to burn out, a wisp of green smoke suddenly appeared from the smoke of the incense burner, and then turned into a beautiful woman in a plain white shirt, light makeup, and clever eyes.

"Didn't I say don't come to me soon? Old woman, are you looking for death?" The phantom hadn't fully formed yet, but the curse came out first.

Although this skin has changed a lot, under the eyes of Zhong Ming's true vision, this is clearly his old enemy - the fire ghost Zhao Silin.

Zhong Ming winked at Baishan, and immediately rushed forward violently, using all his strength, he took the lead in cutting through the statues and incense burners in the shrine with a knife, and the fierce light of the knife bloomed silver bright flowers in the hall.

In an instant, this shrine was completely destroyed by Zhong Ming.

The fire ghost who had just condensed into a figure felt that his way of retreat was smashed to pieces before he saw the situation clearly, and his ghost was in a panic.

"You!" The fire ghost cursed through gritted teeth, "Damn old woman, how dare you betray me, without us, without concubine Li, you are just an old dog begging along the street!"

"Sir, I..."

"what-"

Before Goddess Wang could explain, the fire ghost ignited a blue ghost fire on the old woman's body, wrapped her whole body at an extremely fast speed, and lost her life in an instant.

"Hey, old acquaintance, ah no, old acquaintance ghost, evening, oh, good morning!"

Zhong Ming jokingly greeted the fire ghost, walked to her side, and blocked her position with Bai Shan one behind the other.

"Young master, you have misunderstood the person, I have never met you..."

The fire ghost obviously wanted to use his new skin to struggle harder, but Zhong Ming had already slashed at her fiercely with his knife wrapped in violent energy and blood.

The fire ghost saw that he couldn't be fooled, and the ghost's old wounds had not healed yet, so Dang even planned to repeat the same trick, and took Zhong Ming's knife with both feet, and reluctantly floated towards the roof.

"Hey-"

Bai Shan swelled up blood-red and thick blood energy, dragging him to fly up quickly, kicked her "crazy sand all over the sky", carrying a torrent of blood, kicked her fiercely, and kicked her to the ground again .

Group fights, really cool!
(End of this chapter)