Chapter 467: Daoist Mobile Corps Commander

"I shall take my leave here!"

As soon as the words fell, Wang Daoxuan turned and left.

"Don't, don't, don't!"

"Daoist, please stay your steps!"

The several old men behind, seeing this, were instantly in a panic.

They were dressed in bright clothes, leaning on canes, and had servants supporting them, looking like rural squires.

Seeing Wang Daoxuan say he was leaving, they immediately stepped forward to block him, but seeing Wu Ba, who was huge and gnawing on a roast chicken, they dared not get too close, so they had to bow repeatedly, "Daoist, you cannot leave."

"The Dao Sect values life; please save us."

"No matter how much money, everything is negotiable..."

Wang Daoxuan was naturally playing tricks.

The Jinmen in the Jianghu has the saying of Nine Golds: fortune-telling, physiognomy, character measuring, spirit writing, round light, walking in the Yin, astrology, Dharma master, and Duan Gong.

No matter which one, they are divided into "Inner Sharp" and "Outer Sharp".

The so-called "Inner Sharp" is true ability.

"Outer Sharp" is various Jianghu means.

Things like "a word to wake the dreamer," "tethering horse stakes," "Yin-Yang talk"... as long as one mastered these things, even a layman of the Mystic Sect could eat this bowl of rice.

To put it plainly, it was a means of deception.

Wang Daoxuan's supernatural powers weren't effective before, and his Dao cultivation was low. He could wander through various provinces, so he naturally knew how to play these means.

Now that his Dao cultivation was at the Third Floor and he had awakened the Gaze Qi supernatural power, plus these means, in the eyes of ordinary people, he was no different from a true immortal.

Seeing that the timing was about right, Wang Daoxuan stopped his steps, turned around, and sighed, "Everyone, it is not that this poor Daoist will not help you, but in reality, this matter violates the Heavenly Dao."

"This..."

The several old men looked at each other. The leader cupped his hands quickly, "Daoist, we are ordinary mortals and really do not understand. I wonder if you can speak clearly?"

Still putting on an act!

Wang Daoxuan sneered in his heart, but on his face, he was unfathomable. He looked at the compass again and said, "This matter cannot be spoken clearly. Wait for this poor Daoist to recite a poem, and everyone will naturally know."

As he spoke, he stroked his beard slightly and looked at the thick fog in the surrounding mountains and rivers, "A treasure bottle is hidden in the Treasure Bottle Mountain, and the lamp fire in the Mountain God Temple is rotten; a spring gushes from the ground under the Treasure Bottle Mountain, and the blood dyes the mountain inside the Tiger-Killing Pass!"

As soon as these words came out, the several old men changed their expressions immediately.

Seeing this, Wang Daoxuan's murderous intent grew even stronger.

This place was north of Chongqing Prefecture, near the bank of Wentang Gorge, and dozens of miles away was the famous Mount Jinyun.

He had received intelligence to come here, wanting to find the Long Numiao.

After all, this place was close to the Jialing River, and according to what Li Yan said, the Long Numiao sank to the bottom of the water, which was very consistent with this place.

There was secret news on the road that there seemed to be human sacrifice here.

Who would have thought that after arriving, it was other matters. Although it had nothing to do with the Long Numiao, it violated Wang Daoxuan's taboo, so he used means to hook these people.

These old men were all clan elders of the Old Bear Village down the mountain.

Although Wang Daoxuan had already guessed some, he still wanted to thoroughly clarify the cause and effect before deciding what means to use.

And hearing his words, the old men all changed their expressions. Two of them even showed murderous intent, signaling the surrounding men to block the person.

The leader, however, suddenly raised his hand and stared fixedly at Wang Daoxuan, "Daoist is indeed a master. Could it be that the disaster in the village is related to this matter?"

"That is only natural."

Wang Daoxuan stroked his beard, "Small trends can be changed, but great taboos have been violated."

"The person who taught you the layout is indeed an expert. This place is close to Mount Jinyun, and the earth vein is naturally a Treasure Bottle Bureau, which can receive the Qi of mountains and rivers. If you use a Yin house to block the bottle stopper, a noble person will surely emerge within three generations."

"Unfortunately..."

"May I ask Daoist, what is unfortunate?"

"Unfortunately, you cannot see the great trend!"

"The Feng Shui of Shu originates from the Zhen Dragon and develops veins. Although the Dragon Qi is sufficient, the form is scattered. Therefore, various water veins gather, and various situations are mixed, but there is no leader, and there are often floods and earth dragon overturnings."

"Coupled with the four barriers of the Shu Road, although it is a land of abundance, it is not connected to the outside world. Therefore, those who establish a country here find it difficult to leave Shu, and there is the saying, 'When the world is not in chaos, Shu is in chaos first; when the world is governed, Shu is not yet governed'."

A series of words left the old men dumbfounded.

The leader, the old man, said with awe, "Daoist is indeed a living god. It is no exaggeration to call you a talent of heaven and earth."

"I just don't know, what does this matter have to do with us?"

"Heh heh!"

Wang Daoxuan gave a cold laugh, "If you don't understand the great principles, you should at least understand the small ones. This poor Daoist asks you, if a child carries a treasure vessel through a busy market, what will be the outcome?"

The old man sighed, "They will surely be killed and the treasure seized."

"That is correct."

Wang Daoxuan shook his head, "Old Bear Village is located in the treasure bottle, and it is not far from the Jialing River waterway. Originally, it couldn't be counted as a good place, but it could also enjoy some peace."

"But you have set up this bureau, which is like a child holding a treasure bottle; it will inevitably attract ghosts and monsters to peek."

"This..."

A flash of fear crossed the old man's eyes, "Ghosts and monsters, where do they come from?"

Wang Daoxuan pointed to the distance, "They come from Mount Jinyun."

"Mount Jinyun?!"

Everyone was surprised to hear this.

The leader, the old man, was even more puzzled, "I heard that it is a blessed land, and there are high Buddhist monks practicing on the mountain. How can there be evil spirits?"

Wang Daoxuan sneered, "You are truly unlearned!"

"It is rumored that in the past, the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan refined stones at Jinyun Hall. When refining pills, clouds that were neither red nor purple appeared, which was called Jinyun, hence the name Mount Jinyun."

"He enfeoffed his subordinate, the Xia official, as the Jinyun clan, and the tribe lived near this mountain. But the Jinyun clan had an unworthy son named 'Taotie', one of the four evils. Who knows what was hidden there."

"This poor Daoist cannot afford to provoke it, and dare not provoke it. Farewell!"

This series of words was purely far-fetched and nonsense.

But to these old men, it was a thunderbolt, scaring them until they trembled all over, and they knelt on the ground one after another.

"Please, Immortal, save our lives."

One by one, they cried and wiped their tears, looking very pitiful.

They begged for a long time before Wang Daoxuan sighed, "Very well, this poor Daoist can try, but you must not hide anything and explain the matter clearly one by one."

The leader, the old man, gritted his teeth, "I dare not hide anything from the Daoist, but this matter is secret. Please follow us back to the village, and we will tell you everything!"

……

Just as Wang Daoxuan said, the terrain of Old Bear Village was very special.

It was close to the Jialing River, and several small mountains surrounded it, forming a treasure bottle-shaped basin. The bottle mouth faced Mount Jinyun in the distance.

Old Bear Village was located in it, looking down from a high position, overlooking a pier on the Jialing River. The bamboo forests in the surrounding mountains were dense, which could be called a treasure land.

But this village was built somewhat strangely.

A high wooden wall was built outside the village, just blocking the road up the mountain. The layout in the village was also orderly. The foundation below and the stilted buildings above did not look like things from the same era at all.

Wang Daoxuan took a look and knew in his heart, stroking his beard, "This place can hold the river channel. It must have been a military fort in the past."

"Daoist is indeed extraordinary in knowledge."

The leader, the old man surnamed Meng, hurried to please him, "To tell you the truth, this was a military fort of the Great Xuan Dynasty back then, forming a defense line from Bai Di City to Diaoyu City."

"Later it was abandoned, and our ancestors moved here to settle down..."

Wang Daoxuan listened while walking, observing the surroundings calmly.

He just used the "tethering horse stake" method to hang the people in the village to take the initiative to come to the door, and it was his first time entering the village.

What he saw along the way was also very strange.

Most of them were strong men in their prime. Although they looked like they were working, they were all cold-faced, and when they saw outsiders coming, they were also full of vigilance.

And there wasn't a single old person in the village. Occasionally, there would be pale-faced children looking through the windows, only to be dragged away by the adults in the family.

Seeing this, Wang Daoxuan already knew in his heart. With a smile on his face, he was surrounded by the crowd and came to a large mansion.

This large mansion was a typical Shu-style building, similar to a stilted building, but it was built with bricks and stones. The area was not small, and it was as solid as a rock.

"Daoist, this is my home."

The leader, the old man surnamed Meng, raised his hand and smiled, "The humble house is simple, making you laugh. A wine banquet has been prepared at home, please."

"No hurry."

Wang Daoxuan narrowed his eyes and observed carefully.

It stands to reason that the first floor of this kind of stilted building would raise some livestock, but this large mansion was empty and pitch black below.

The Daoist secretly pinched the Dharma seal, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes, instantly seeing faint Yin Qi lingering in the dim place on the first floor.

"The livestock raised before all died, right?"

Wang Daoxuan glanced at it and said lightly.

！.

"Daoist is right."

The old man surnamed Meng had an ugly face and said in a low voice, "This matter will be explained to you one by one later."

Arriving at the main hall of the mansion, a rich wine banquet had indeed been prepared.

Wang Daoxuan only tasted a few mouthfuls, while Wu Ba on the side didn't care, sweeping away the food like a whirlwind, stuffing meat into his mouth in large mouthfuls.

Half a table of food was almost eaten by him alone.

The clan elders present had never seen a human-demon, and seeing such a strange person, they were all servants of Wang Daoxuan, and their admiration in their hearts was even greater.

The old man surnamed Meng gave a wink and sent all the servants in the family away. Only then did he pick up the wine glass, take a sip, and sigh, "It's all the sins of our ancestors."

"Daoist Wang, to tell you the truth, our ancestors were not good people. When the Great Xuan Dynasty emperor seized the country and the world was in chaos, they led the tribe to take refuge here. It was inevitable that they would do some looting."

"But as time went on, it was not a matter after all. The ancestors bribed the Yamen and handed over a few heads to take the blame, which was considered becoming good citizens."

"Later, a gentleman taught us a secret method to place the Yin house in the village at the treasure bottle mouth and built a temple there, saying that as long as we worshiped on time, the village could enjoy wealth and honor in the future."

"Things were just as he said, and the village's situation was better day by day, but something happened in the last two years."

"All the livestock in the village died, nothing could be raised, and the children often went missing. We thought it was human traffickers from other places, but one day we followed them and found that a child was confused and drilled into the grave..."

Speaking of this, a flash of fear crossed the old man's eyes, "Daoist, these are all the old stories of the ancestors. Please help us end it, Daoist."

"Oh, so that's how it is..."

Wang Daoxuan was lost in thought and nodded, "In troubled times, some things are indeed beyond one's control. This poor Daoist already has a count in his heart."

"Did you enshrine the ancestral tablets in the Mountain God Temple?"

"Yes, yes, that's right."

The old man nodded quickly, "It was all the gentleman's idea, saying that the ancestors became the Mountain God and would surely protect us."

"Foolish..."

Wang Daoxuan stroked his beard and shook his head, "How can the Mountain God be so simple? Without enfeoffment, the earth Qi will be chaotic."

"Is water starting to seep under this Treasure Bottle Mountain?"

"Is it that people are committing suicide inexplicably at the Tiger-Killing Pass where the Mountain God Temple is located?"

Another old man had a pale face, "To tell you the truth, it is exactly our eldest sons who ran to the Tiger-Killing Pass and slit their throats outside the Mountain God Temple as if they had hysteria in the middle of the night."

"Oh."

Wang Daoxuan pondered for a moment, "This matter does have a way. This poor Daoist can perform a ritual to enfeoff your ancestors as the Mountain God, which will be justified, and the dead souls will naturally be stable, and the chaotic situation can be changed."

"Many thanks, Daoist!"

Everyone stood up and cupped their hands one after another, full of gratitude.

Wang Daoxuan's performance along the way had already made them convinced, and they thoroughly revered him as a living god.

They had also invited people before, but those who came were all talking nonsense. If it weren't for the fact that the years were too long ago, they would have really thought that Wang Daoxuan was the Wu who came up with the idea back then.

"Daoist, when shall we start preparing?"

Wang Daoxuan picked up the wine glass and took a sip, calmly saying, "This poor Daoist has other matters. There is no time to lose; let's start tonight."

…………

Deep in the night, at the gorge behind the mountain village.

This gorge was very hidden, just located at the treasure bottle mouth. The surrounding trees were lush, and only a small path passed through.

And a Mountain God Temple just blocked the gorge.

"According to rumors back then, someone killed a fierce tiger here."

The clan leader of Old Bear Village walked while introducing, "Later, the ancestors built a temple and planted trees here, saying that if something happened one day, they could enter the mountain directly from here to avoid the pursuit of government soldiers."

"The terrain behind the mountain is complex, and only I know the way out of the mountain..."

While speaking, there was a hint of pride, and there was also a hidden threat.

They had also suspected Wang Daoxuan's background, but now that the person had arrived at the village and was blocked at the Tiger-Killing Pass.

Even if he had ill intentions, he couldn't run even if he wanted to.

Wang Daoxuan seemed not to hear the meaning in his words, just set up a Dharma altar outside the Mountain God Temple and looked around.

Only to see that on the cliffs on both sides, there were dense cliff graves, but they were all sealed with bricks and stones, and only a few new graves left openings, with leftover food placed outside.

This is the "Jar Grave".

In some places, when the elderly are old, no matter what their condition is, they will be put into the grave by their children with their own hands.

Send food once, add a brick.

Until the grave opening is completely blocked.

This custom often arises due to war and disaster, and in some places, it is also called "Sixty-Year Burial" or "Dead Kiln".

But the ones here were obviously different.

Group graves surrounding the temple, enshrining tablets in the Mountain God Temple, is an evil ritual of human ghosts, an evil method to turn the resentment of the elderly into evil gods to satisfy desires.

Seeing these layouts, Wang Daoxuan was not surprised. He already had a guess in his heart, but seeing the red cloth incense sachets hanging outside the graves, he couldn't help but ask, "What are those incense sachets?"

And seeing that Wang Daoxuan didn't ask much about the "Jar Grave", the several old men were completely relieved, thinking that this Daoist was no different from those sorcerers who drilled into money eyes.

The leader, the old man surnamed Meng, spoke without taboos, saying in a low voice, "I'm not afraid of the Daoist laughing, we have the custom of 'pulling a protector', which is the 'recognizing a godfather' in the Central Plains."

"As the saying goes, worship a good protector, and live safely until old age. The children in the village will all worship a protector here."

"Not only is the strength great, the evil spirit is strong, but when encountering jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards, a stare can scare them away!"

"Oh, so that's how it is..."

Wang Daoxuan thoroughly figured out the reason and shook his head, "You are probably unaware that in my line of work, there is also a saying."

"Before looking for the land in the mountain, first look at the people under the house. If the people under the house have no virtue, the mountain top will not be spiritual."

"What do you mean?!"

Hearing this, the several old men instantly sensed something was wrong.

Wang Daoxuan looked around, his anger could no longer be suppressed, and his voice became cold, "It means, no matter how good the Feng Shui is..."

"If a person has no virtue, it is self-inflicted disaster!"

"You, who exactly are you?"

The several old men suddenly drew their short knives, their eyes full of murderous intent.

"Who am I?"

Wang Daoxuan had already raised the copper coin sword.

After obtaining a pile of treasure coins from the "East Lake Ancestor" big toad, his copper coin sword had also improved significantly.

Among them was a Twelve Yuan Chen coin, which was just embedded in the hilt of the copper coin sword, with a rooster descending on the five poisons drawn on it.

Wang Daoxuan's heart moved, and he blurted out:

"This poor Daoist, Mobile Corps Commander..."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 468 =====