Fu Shifeng

Chapter 115
A group of people walked slowly to the north until evening, when they came to an empty and uninhabited wilderness, with dilapidated buildings faintly visible under the snow.

"Where is this place? Ouch!" Cheng Sanwu was about to kick away a cloud of snow, but unexpectedly he kicked something hard. After clearing the snow, there was a stone sculpture whose head had been smashed off, about a foot high. , fell sideways to the ground.

Pang Guanzhu took a look at the stone carving, and said coldly: "This is the altar where the barbarians worshiped Hei Yanggong, at least two or three hundred years ago."

"Two to 300 years?" Zhang Fan was quite surprised: "Could it be possible that some people worshiped this black goat during the Northern Dynasty?"

Pang Guanzhu didn't care about this: "The beliefs of the Hu in the Northern Dynasties were mixed. In addition to Zoroastrianism and Buddhism, there were also many evil gods worshiped everywhere. These evil gods are actually no different from demons, and they often require living people to be enshrined. Eat blood, otherwise disasters will be launched, and they can't be expected to bless one side with good weather."

"Then it deserves to have the statue smashed and the temple destroyed." Cheng Sanwu kicked again unceremoniously, and the headless stone sculpture rolled around a few times, and the pair of sheep's feet on the statue could be vaguely seen.

Everyone ignored Cheng Sanwu's actions, Hu Yi came to the center of the altar, looked around, nodded and said: "There is a faint rise of earth energy here, it is indeed suitable for opening the altar. It seems that those who believe in adultery and sacrifice to evil gods are not completely blind."

Pang Guanzhu asked his disciples to start setting up the mandala, and then said to Zhang Fan and others: "I will hold a gathering here later. If the monster has a sense, it may show up on its own initiative. I will trouble you to avoid it nearby and wait for the monster to come. If you offend the mandala, you will deal with it again."

Zhang Fan said yes, and immediately led Cheng Sanwu and others to hide carefully among the ruins nearby.

When it was completely dark, Guanzhu Pang lit the braziers placed at the four corners of the mandala. In the dark and cold wilderness, it seemed that only this place retained the last light and heat.

I saw Pang Guanzhu chanting scriptures, chanting mantras, and burning talismans, and the four disciples played and played and sang along with each other.After a while, the four-cornered brazier seemed to respond, and the flames rose upwards, covering the mandala with dazzling brilliance, comparable to a beacon at night, very conspicuous.

Cheng Sanwu and the others could vaguely feel that there was a subtle aura spreading outward from the altar, quickly extending to the distance.

However, after waiting for nearly half an hour, there was no movement of monsters appearing, and the sound of chanting from the direction of the altar became scattered and uneven. It is estimated that Pang Guanzhu's disciples have long been parched.

"This Guanzhu Pang doesn't seem to have much ability." Xu 23 leaned against the low wall and said with a snort.

Zhang Fan did not deny it, and he also knew that not everyone in the Taoist sect had profound magic power.

Especially today's saints believe in the way of immortality, Taoist people prefer the prosperous land of Chang'an, rather than going to the border barren state to suffer.

Zhang Fan twisted his head in thought, and when he turned his head, he saw Cheng Sanwu took out a pack of mustard biscuits at some point, and stuffed it into his mouth fiercely, without the boring expression of ambushing the enemy at all.

Seeing him in such a state, Zhang Fan was about to scold him, but Cheng Sanwu's face suddenly changed, and he suddenly stuffed the remaining mustache into his arms, and pressed the handle of the knife, extremely vigilant.

"There is a demon spirit!" Hu Yi shouted, and raised his hand to hold the handle of the iron mace.

When Zhang Fan heard the words, he immediately let go of his mind, breathed into his ears, and could vaguely hear a subtle and dense sound of snow treading in the distance.

"What the hell is this?" Zhang Fan has been in office for many years. He has had this experience of dealing with the enemy at night more than once, and he has long been used to judging the number of enemies by the sound of footsteps.

At this moment, the dense sound from far to near is like a group of cavalry, but the movement of stepping on the snow is very light and short, not as powerful as a large group of cavalry galloping horses.

If it weren't for Hu Yi, who has magic powers, to sense the evil spirit approaching, Zhang Fan probably would have regarded it as a wild deer and antelope that appeared at night.

"So fast!"

Cheng Sanwu cursed, and without waiting for Zhang Fan and others to ask, he took the lead to climb over the ruined wall and ran towards the altar.

"You—oh, keep up!" Zhang Fan knew that he couldn't dissuade Cheng Sanwu, so he could only lead others to chase after him.

At this time, outside the mandala, bright firelight has illuminated several figures—that is, the upper part of the body is human, and the lower part of the body is like a sheep's feet. They have no clothes on their bodies, but they have thick hair and asymmetrical growths on the top of their heads. Sharp horns, ugly and ferocious face, full of sharp teeth, and a strong smell of beasts blowing in the wind!

These goat hoof monsters are very good at running and jumping, and with a single step, they can cover a distance of more than ten feet, comparable to martial arts practitioners who have achieved lightness.

Seeing this half-human, half-beast monster, the four Taoists turned pale with fright, the sound of mantras was interrupted immediately, and the barrier surrounding the mandala weakened immediately.

I saw a goat's hoof monster holding a short spear, rushed to the outer edge of the altar first, opened his mouth and let out a roar, and then threw the short spear at Pang Guanzhu.

Pang Guanzhu shrank back in fright, stepped back a few steps, accidentally stepped on the corner of his clothes, stumbled and fell directly, and rolled down the altar from behind.

Seeing that those goat hooves were about to swarm up, the rest of the Taoist disciples yelled and ran wildly. Cheng Sanwu killed him in time, and saw him flying and slashing towards him. The fire is raging!
The goat's hooves couldn't react in time, and they were cut down on the spot. The Bailian magic sword's ability to restrain evil spirits and sneaks was activated, and it was as easy as cutting tofu with a sharp knife without any hindrance on the goat's hooves.

Those goat hooves didn't seem to have expected Cheng Sanwu's sudden appearance. They turned around, screaming wildly, holding broken and rusty weapons in their hands, and attacked Cheng Sanwu in a disorderly manner.

However, what responded to them was the more swift and violent Yanfeng Daoguang.Cheng Sanwu's body skills suddenly accelerated, and ordinary people could only see the afterimages of the blades with the naked eye. The goat's hooves seemed to have been hit by some spell, and there was no time to fight back. They suffered heavy injuries one after another. Split into two pieces, or be caught in the light of a net like a knife, and be smashed to pieces.

In less than ten breaths of time, all twelve goat hooves were killed, and only Cheng Sanwu was left standing outside the mandala holding a knife, his face was gloomy, and the surrounding fires could not illuminate his face.

When the three of Zhang Fan arrived, there was no need for them to act. Cheng Sanwu's offensive was extremely fast and fierce, leaving no room for it.

"Is Guanzhu Pang alright?" Zhang Fan hurried to inquire.

"It's okay!" Guanzhu Pang accidentally rolled down the steps of the altar, his body was covered with snow, and he looked at the four disciples hiding in the distance with a look of disappointment on his face.

"Where do these monsters come from?" Zhang Fan then asked, "Are they the ones who started the evil in Yanchi?"

"No!" Guanzhu Pang brushed off the snow on his body, and took a close look at the monsters with hooves: "If I'm not mistaken, these are the heiyanggong's family!"

"Heiyanggong? Could it be that such demons still exist?" Hu Yi asked first.

"The court just destroyed the altar of Heiyanggong back then. It never said that anyone killed Heiyanggong himself." Pang Guanzhu looked at the bloody corpses all over the ground and frowned. Dirty breath.

Zhang Fan heard the words and said: "We were in Tianshui Village before, and we heard the villagers mention the Black Yanggong. From this point of view, these monsters are still occasionally causing harm. But... what is the origin of these dependents? Look at their lower body, Could it be that it was transformed from a goat demon?"

"No, not necessarily." Pang Guanzhu's face was ugly, and he took a few steps away to avoid the blood stains: "In Xuanwu Temple, there are notes left by past dignitaries. It is mentioned that some women dreamed of black sheep when they were pregnant in the early years, and gave birth Babies are born with sheep's hoofs and horns on their heads."

"They...are they born with this appearance?" Zhang Fan felt incredible. He looked at the other people, and Hu Yi pondered: "Although this is bizarre, I have heard similar situations mentioned by the elders in my family. So many... It's really the first time I've seen them."

"This is not the legend of an emperor in a woman's dream about a real dragon entering her belly!" Pang Guanzhu said in a deep voice, "A demon entering a dream clearly infects a fetus... No wonder babies were often lost in the Shuofang states in the past!"

Zhang Fan quickly asked: "Is there such a thing? Why haven't I heard of it before?"

"Most of the lost babies happened in the nearby Huren tribe." Pang Guanzhu said: "If it is a fortified city, such a situation rarely occurs. I guess, the baby was secretly abducted by the family members of these black goats. !"

"Could it be that they abducted the baby to..." Zhang Fan was used to the danger, but he still didn't dare to imagine such a terrifying situation.

Guanzhu Pang secretly gritted his teeth and said, "Maybe the black goat has some kind of evil method to turn the baby into this half-human, half-beast appearance."

Xu 23 said coldly: "The black sheep is so powerful, why should he only attack babies?"

"Don't you understand?" Pang Guanzhu pointed to the corpses on the ground: "These guys can't reproduce like ordinary people. If they want to expand the number of ethnic groups, they want to infect ordinary people with evil methods. Babies are full of vitality, but they have no way to resist , the most vulnerable to being infected by demons! If an adult suffers from such a round of upheaval of flesh and blood, he would have turned into a puddle of pus and blood long ago!"

Xu 23 shut up wisely, and Zhang Fan asked again: "Why do you invite such monsters for no reason?"

"For no reason?" Pang Guanzhu sneered: "You don't even look, where are we now?"

Zhang Fan suddenly realized that since this place used to be the altar where Hu people sacrificed to Heiyanggong, it is obviously not surprising that the opening of the altar attracted the family of Heiyanggong, and it might be regarded as an unwarranted offense.

Pang Guanzhu showed embarrassment: "That's it, the Yanchi monster has not found out yet, so he provoked the black sheep first!"

Hu Yi said in a cautious tone: "I've also heard of the habit of this kind of evil gods. Once a magician gets in touch with them, they will be regarded as prey, and they will never give up."

Pang Guanzhu smiled wryly and said: "Not all cultivators want to slay demons and eliminate demons. Just having a little bit of connection with these things will cause endless trouble."

"Where is the black goat's lair?" Cheng Sanwu, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly asked.

"What?" Pang Guanzhu didn't seem to understand.

"I asked where the black goat's lair is?" Cheng Sanwu's face was gloomy, his eyes fixed on a head on the ground.

"The devil knows!" Pang Guanzhu didn't have the heart to answer at all.

"Then ask the ghost!" Cheng Sanwu said.

"Enough!" Guanzhu Pang waved his sleeves angrily: "I promised to help you, but I have already taken on a lot of trouble, so don't push yourself any further!"

"You've already gotten into trouble." Cheng Sanwu reminded, "If you can't eradicate Heiyanggong completely, you will never have peace in the future."

Pang Guanzhu raised his eyebrows and trembling beard, pointed at Cheng Sanwu, stomped his feet and scolded angrily: "Arrogance, arrogance! Do you think you can challenge Black Yanggong by killing more than a dozen monsters?"

Zhang Fan really didn't understand Cheng Sanwu's intentions, so he could only say, "In this situation, it's better not to cause extra complications."

"Extraordinary problems?" Cheng Sanwu looked around at the crowd: "Haven't you ever thought that demons and goblins will also divide the territory. Since Yanchi is haunted by monsters, how can you tolerate the Black Yanggong occupying this area?"

Zhang Fan kept silent, and Hu Yi said: "This statement is reasonable. Different monsters will often fight for their lair territory. Pang Guanzhu opened the altar to attract the family members of Heiyang Gong, which shows that this area is their territory and lair. It’s not too far away.”

Pang Guanzhu said: "I have read the notes left by the envoys of the prestige in the past. Most of the black goats are harming babies and pregnant women, and have nothing to do with Yanchi. Recently, the evil spirits in Yanchi do not intend to kill people, and they are definitely not the same as the black goat. flow."

"You're not a monster, so how can you say it won't kill people?" Cheng Sanwu said suddenly.

Guanzhu Pang was taken aback by the question, and then he argued: "Anyone with a discerning eye can see this kind of thing! The monsters in Yanchi are more like those ghosts with shallow intelligence, who have no distinction between good and evil. The households have already run away!"

Cheng Sanwu showed an unfathomable smile: "It's the Yanchi monster again, and it's the Black Yanggong. The local Yanhu is served by two big monsters. It's really a blessing from Sanshengxiu!"

"What do you mean by that?" Guanzhu Pang stared, his tone displeased.

"I just think...it's too coincidental." Cheng Sanwu looked at him without hesitation: "Heiyanggong is an evil god who was worshiped hundreds of years ago. Even the altar was destroyed by the government. Why? Show up at this moment?"

Pang Guanzhu retorted: "Are you trying to say that I recruited the Black Sheep? What good does this matter do to me?!"

"I just didn't want to understand this, so I'll wait for your explanation." Cheng Sanwu leaned on the ground with his knife.

Pang Guanzhu kept heaving his shoulders, looking at Zhang Fan, trembling with anger: "What do you mean by the Ministry of Internal Affairs? If you want to take me to prison, then do it quickly. How can you be so innocent?!"

Zhang Fan's head was swollen by the debate between Cheng Sanwu and Pang Guanzhu. He also felt that the appearance of the Heiyang Gong's family was a bit strange, but Cheng Sanwu couldn't produce reliable evidence, and Pang Guanzhu couldn't be pushed to the right now. opposing side.

"Cheng Sanwu, can you stop making trouble." Zhang Fan no longer tolerated it this time: "You and Shuofang Jiedu Envoy don't think it's enough to have a grudge, do you have to provoke everyone?"

"Provocation? Is that how you see it?" Cheng Sanwu didn't get angry, but laughed loudly: "Damn it, I understand!"

Zhang Fan frowned and said, "What do you understand?"

Cheng Sanwu raised his knife and pointed at Zhang Fan: "Eunuch Feng doesn't take your lives seriously, you are all low-grade bastards who can be thrown away at will!"

(End of this chapter)