Raising the Demon

Chapter 15
The ancestor of Xiayan Village was a famous jade worker. He found a piece of jade that was naturally like a swallow, so he took the surname Yan.The statue of the ancestor of the Yan family is enshrined in the ancestral hall.However, Zi Baifeng is not a descendant of the Yan family, and in his impression, this ancestral hall is always gloomy, and there is a gloomy wind when he gets close, so he has never really seen the statue of Yan's ancestors.

But at this time, as he approached, he saw that the door of the ancestral hall was only ajar and not locked. After getting closer, he remembered all the stories about the ancestors and spirits he heard when he was a child.However, most of these stories were made up by adults to scare children from playing in the ancestral hall. Now that I think about it, there are quite a lot of nonsense, and I always feel that the wind that shrouded the ancestral hall in the past has disappeared. .

Zi Baifeng looked left and right to see if no one was there, pushed open the door of the small courtyard and walked in.

When you enter the door, you can see two huge stone tablets, which are carried by Bi Xi, standing in the courtyard, one on the left and the other on the right.The road in the yard is paved with green bricks, and there are deep weeds in the cracks and on both sides of the bricks. It is obvious that no one has taken care of it for a long time.

Zi Baifeng stood there admiring the inscription for a while. It seemed to be about how the ancestors found the strange jade in the shape of a swallow, how they married a wife and had children, and established the Yan Village.Another inscription describes the various spiritualities of Xiayan Village.

Zi Baifeng picked up his steps and walked towards the ancestral hall, green grass had grown on the third step, the door was bolted, but it was fastened from the outside, no one would have entered the ancestral hall, bolted the door and locked it from the inside. God statues coexist.

Zi Baifeng pushed open the door, a dusty smell rushed towards his face, the light in the ancestral hall was a bit gloomy, there was an incense table in the middle, on which were cold incense sticks and candles, looked up, Zi Baifeng was stunned for a moment.

It is not written on the tablet outside that Yan's ancestor was a military general, but a jade craftsman. I don't know who had a whim to shape his ancestor into a military general. Just look at the statue on the altar. The stone statue is wearing armor, wearing a golden helmet, holding a halberd, glaring eyes, and looks majestic. Where is this nima a jade craftsman?Just like a door god...

Looking carefully, the golden paint peeled off, revealing the dark stone underneath. This statue turned out to be carved from stone.

"Where did the masons get lazy and just use the door god to fool them, or did the descendants of Yan Village steal a statue of the door god to worship?" Zi Baifeng looked around, there were two rows of wooden frames, and the top was dark The swords, guns, swords and halberds made of high quality pig iron are like martial arts temples.

Zi Baifeng swept his eyes and saw that there was another inscription on the inscription. It turned out that after the death of the ancestor of the Yan family, he ascended to bliss and became a heavenly general - he would really give his ancestor a high hat up.

Zi Baifeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but it saved his own business. He lowered his head and removed the incense burner and candlestick on the incense table, brushed off the dust on the table with his hands, bent down, climbed onto the altar, and then stepped under the statue .

Looking up, the god's eyes were wide open, black paint was dotted on the eyes, and it seemed to be looking at Zi Baifeng.

"No wonder, no wonder, let me use your body to punish your unworthy descendants." Zi Baifeng prayed in a low voice, and the body of the statue, like the galloping stone, condensed a lot of perseverance. It's just like the galloping horse, it has many obsessions condensed in its body, but it is just an ordinary rock, and it is enclosed in a house, without the power to accommodate excess aura.

There was a layer of floating dust on the statue, and Zi Baifeng didn't use a pen, he directly pointed at his finger, using the method of "unification", pouring spiritual energy and spiritual wisdom into a little ink mark, and pointing to the statue to write, Following his handwriting, lines of verses appeared in front of him.

"It's hard for a scholar to give up his poems and books, but he has no ambition to quell the world. Use my swords and soldiers to straighten the way, and attract the heavenly soldiers!"

Zi Baifeng wrote down strokes from the statue's face to his chest, and then he heard a long howl from within the stone statue, and the howl became louder and louder, as if something was about to struggle out of it .

Zi Baifeng took a step back, and saw the majestic ancestor of the Yan family stepping down from the altar with heavy steps.

Become!

Zi Baifeng didn't know if he could understand his words, jumped off the altar, waved his hands, and said: "Come, come with me, and capture your unworthy descendant!"

The sun was setting fast in the mountains, and after leaving the ancestral hall, Zi Baifeng found that the sun had already set to the west, and the sky had dimly darkened, it was dusk.

Zi Baifeng walked out of the ancestral hall with the Heavenly Soldiers of the Yan Family, and walked in the direction of Sigou first, and the Heavenly Soldiers of the Yan Family followed behind with heavy steps.In the twilight, the tall and heavy figure exerted tremendous pressure on people, while Zi Baifeng was walking, he turned his head to look at the spiritual energy deposited on Yan's Heavenly Soldiers.

The aura is indeed dissipating, spreading out to the surrounding air, but the galloping horse stone can run for forty miles before consuming the ethereal energy. This is only a few short steps. Come.

Zi Baifeng nodded in satisfaction, no longer worried about the Yan's Heavenly Soldiers behind him, while walking forward, listening to the footsteps behind him, a wonderful feeling of having a strong backing arises spontaneously, this makes sense, this is a village Just as it should be!
When he came to the door of Sigou's house, Zi Baifeng knocked on the door and said, "Sigou, come out, I will bring officers and soldiers to arrest you!"

As soon as the words fell, the roar of the four dogs came from inside: "Grandson, you dare to come back!"

He didn't believe that Zi Baifeng could really bring the officers and soldiers back. Even if Zi Baifeng had the ability, how could he lead the officers and soldiers after only a long time?Sigou opened the door twisting his inner horoscope, and saw Zi Baifeng immediately burned with anger: "Grandpa crushed your balls!"

Zi Baifeng took a step back, pointed forward, and said, "That's him, take him away!"

"Who are you?!" Seeing the dark figure in armor behind Zi Baifeng, Sigou was startled, and said sternly, "How courageous! How dare you arrest me, Sigou, haven't you heard my name? head, call..."

He punched Yan's Heavenly Soldiers in the face, who knew that Yan's Heavenly Soldiers would not dodge or dodge, and let him punch in the face.

"Ouch!" Sigou cried out in pain. The whole body of Yan's Heavenly Soldiers was covered with stones, not to mention hitting them with fists. On this stone-carved heavenly soldier?

Tian Bing took a step forward, stretched out his hand and pushed, the four dogs were pushed down like a little lolita, their legs were tightly together, for fear of being kicked again, if they were kicked by such a big man, they would probably be kicked It's going to explode.

Fortunately, Tianbing just reached out and grabbed one of his wrists, and grabbed his leg with the other hand, lifting him up horizontally.

The stone statue is taller than ordinary people, with long hands and long feet. When it stretched out, the four dogs were straightened immediately. The four dogs howled in the air. Zi Baifeng looked up at the four dogs being lifted in the air, grunted and said: "You know this time, Master Xiucai is not something you can fight if you want!"

Zi Baifeng wanted to teach him a few more words about being pretentious, when he heard a series of shouts from the little stone: "Brother, it's time to eat! Brother, it's time to eat!"

In the past, at this time, all kinds of shouts came and went in the whole village. The men who visit the house and the lazy women only need to prick their ears to hear if it is their own child, and then they will know whether their food is ready. Come out, pat your ass and go home for dinner.Of course, there were also men and women who yelled and played crazy kids.

However, today everyone is hiding from Zi Baifeng, there is no one on the street, and the only one who will shout outside is Xiao Shitou.

"I'm coming!" Zi Baifeng didn't dare to let Xiao Shitou see the officers and soldiers beside him, so there is some explanation.He quickly waved his hand and said, "Go and take him away, let him reflect on himself."

After finishing speaking, Zi Baifeng hurriedly walked out of the alley, grabbed the little stone who was running with his head buried, and dragged him home for dinner.

"Where did you go?" Seeing Zi Baifeng, Zijian stood up, and wanted to say something, but asked indifferently.

"Your aunt's cooking today." As soon as Zi Baifeng came in, Zijian closed the courtyard door, and then Yan Wu came out of the woodshed.One of the two families is a widower and the other is a widow. They must pay attention to the influence, and they dare not get too close in front of others, but now they are quiet, which is all thanks to Zi Baifeng.

"Bai Feng, we still have some money at home..." Zijian said, "Your aunt also said, take the lead to hand in..."

"No need." Zi Baifeng interrupted him and said, "Father, don't forget that I am a scholar and don't need to pay taxes."

"But..." Zijian wanted to say, you are a scholar, but I am not, and you are not an adult in the first place, so you don't have to pay taxes—a man is considered an adult when he is crowned at the age of 20, and now Zi Baifeng It's still early.

"If I say no, I don't need it." Zi Baifeng said decisively, not to mention that he is the person in charge of tax collection, but that he has already been admitted as a scholar, and he makes his family live a hard life. can't do it.

"Then I..." Yan Wu wanted to say something.

"Auntie, you don't need it either." Zi Baifeng snorted, he is the person in charge of tax collection, and he has the final say on who pays how much?Why can't you even out this sum?
Zijian looked at him as if he didn't know his son.He remembered that his son was a very principled person, but now...

What he doesn't know is that his son is still very principled, but he puts his parents and family at the forefront of principles.

Killing relatives righteously?Who would do such a stupid thing.He may not be greedy for cheap things, but he will never let his parents and family suffer.

Another point is that Zi Baifeng never took this as a big deal.

He always felt that he had the memory of two lifetimes and the great ability of raising demons, so he still had to worry about the little tax?What a big deal, did you work so hard?

If he really needed to, he could pay for this expense by himself, but he would never let his parents suffer this kind of grievance. As a village official, he has great ability, but he can't let his parents enjoy the blessings. What kind of ability is this?What's the point of living?What kind of village official again, lose this official, just learn from Yan Laowu to read jokes.

In Xiayanzi Village for nearly ten years, Zi Baifeng has long regarded the Yanwu family as his mother, and Xiaoshitou as his own younger brother.Although Zi Baifeng always taught and complained to Xiao Shitou back then, he was doing Xiao Shitou's good in his own way, even though the method was wrong and he didn't like Xiao Shitou.

　My finger is hurt, tears in my eyes...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)