The pig killer stayed in the deserted temple at night, and when he saw that the shoes of the woman sheltering from the rain were not stained with mud, he took out a butcher knife
In the far east, there is a mysterious place surrounded by Maoshan Mountain. The mountains and rivers here are beautiful, and the people are outstanding, but there are also many strange and unpredictable fantasy legends. The protagonist of the story is a pig slaughterer named Zhang Da Hammer.
Zhang Da Hammer was born with a big waist and a round waist, a full beard, and his good skills in killing pigs with one hand are well-known. He has a bold personality and is righteous, but he is also a rough and delicate person. On this day, he carried the burden of pork and walked from village to house, until it was getting late, and then he set foot on the way home.
Unexpectedly, halfway through, dark clouds and torrential winds swept in. Zhang Dazhui looked around, trying to find a place to shelter from the rain. At this moment, he saw a ruined ancient temple in the distance, so he quickened his pace and ran towards the temple.
The temple door is ajar, and it looks even more desolate in the wind and rain. Zhang Dazhui pushed open the temple door, only to see a vague statue of the god enshrined in the temple, and several dilapidated offering tables were placed in front of the statue. He found a relatively clean place, laid down his burden, lit an oil lamp, and prepared to spend the night here.
The rain became heavier and heavier, and the thunder rumbled outside the temple, as if something ominous was peeping in the dark. At this moment, a soft footstep sounded, the temple door slowly opened, and a woman in white walked in.
The woman was born with a beautiful appearance and a refined temperament, like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world. She was soaked, but there was no trace of embarrassment, especially the slender jade feet, and the shoes were not stained with any mud.
Zhang Dazhui felt a pang in his heart, and secretly said that this woman had an extraordinary background. Although he is a rough man, he also understands the rules of the rivers and lakes, and he does not dare to make mistakes easily. So, he stood up, bowed his hand, and asked, "Girl, it is raining heavily, will you also come to shelter from it?" ”
The woman smiled, nodded, and walked over to the offering table and sat down. She didn't seem to be afraid of life, and asked, "This big brother, what do you do?" ”
Zhang Dazhui replied: "I am a pig slaughterer, and I go to the village to sell some pork. ”
When the woman heard this, a hint of strange color flashed in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure. She said softly: "Pig slaughter is also a craft, and it is good to be able to support your family." ”
The two chatted for a few words, and the atmosphere gradually eased. However, the doubts in Zhang Dazhui's heart are getting heavier and heavier. He always felt that there was an indescribable weirdness about this woman, especially the shoes that didn't stick to the mud, which made him even more vigilant.
The night is deep, and the wind and rain are gradually subsiding. Zhang Dazhui took out the dry food and prepared to eat something to fill his stomach. But the woman said she was not hungry, but sat quietly.
At this moment, a strange sound suddenly came from outside the temple, as if something was scratching the door. Zhang Dazhui's heart tightened, and the dry food in his hand also fell to the ground. He quickly pulled out the butcher's knife at his waist and looked at the temple gate vigilantly.
Seeing this, the woman had a look of surprise on her face. She didn't seem to expect Zhang Dazhui to be so alert, and a trace of complicated emotions flashed in her eyes.
The sound outside the temple grew louder and louder, as if something was about to break in. Zhang Dazhui clenched the butcher's knife and prepared for battle. At this moment, the temple door was suddenly slammed open, and a ghostly figure with a hideous face rushed in.
The ghost was dressed in green clothes, with long hair and a shawl, and a green glow in his eyes. It opened its jaws and lunged at the sledgehammer.
Seeing this, Zhang Dazhui felt a horizontal in his heart, and slashed with a knife. The ghost didn't seem to expect him to be so decisive, he was stabbed in the shoulder, screamed, and took a few steps back.
At this moment, the woman in white suddenly stood up, and there was an extra sword in her hand that flashed with cold light. Her figure was ethereal, her sword light flickering, and she fought with the ghost.
Seeing this, Zhang Dazhui was shocked in his heart. He didn't expect this woman to be a master, and he didn't expect that he would encounter such a strange thing in this deserted temple.
After a fierce battle, the ghost was finally stabbed by the woman's sword, turning into a puff of green smoke and disappearing without a trace. The woman put away her sword and turned to look at Zhang Dazhui, a grateful look flashing in her eyes.
"Thank you, big brother, for saving me." The woman spoke.
Zhang Dazhui waved his hand and said, "The girl is polite, I am just protecting myself." ”
The two looked at each other and smiled, and the estrangement in their hearts was also eliminated a lot. However, the strange events in this deserted temple made them all feel an inexplicable unease. They know that this is just the beginning, and that more unknowns and dangers await them......
By this time, the sky had brightened and the rain had stopped. Zhang Dazhui packed up his burden and prepared to continue his journey. The woman offered to go with her, saying that she wanted to find a safe place to stay. Zhang Dazhui thought about it and felt that it was good to have multiple companions, so he agreed to her request.
One after the other, the two embarked on the road to the village. However, none of them expected that this encounter would lead to a thrilling fantasy legend......
The two walked for a long time, and finally came to a small village at the foot of the mountain. The village is small, but it is peaceful and peaceful. Zhang Dazhui took the woman to an inn and prepared to settle down temporarily.
The owner of the inn was a middle-aged man, and when he saw the two of them coming, he greeted them warmly. Zhang Dazhui asked for an upper room and let the woman settle down. He himself found a table in the lobby of the inn and sat down to get a bite to eat.
Not long after they sat down, several villagers gathered around and looked curiously at Zhang Dazhui and the woman in white. Zhang Dazhui was bold by nature, so he talked to them. When the villagers heard that he was a pig slaughterer, they praised him for his good craftsmanship. When talking about last night's torrential rain and the deserted temple, the faces of the villagers became solemn.
It turned out that the deserted temple had a lot of fame in the village. Legend has it that the deity enshrined in the temple is an evil god who often causes harm to people. The villagers were afraid to approach the temple, let alone spend the night inside. In the rainstorm last night, someone dared to take shelter from the rain there, which was really bold.
When Zhang Dazhui heard this, his heart sank. He didn't expect that the deserted temple would have such a strange legend, and he didn't expect that he would experience the horror of it himself. He looked at the woman in white sitting upstairs, and an inexplicable feeling surged in his heart.
Just then, an old man, an elder of the village, who knew the legends and secrets of the village well, came over. He saw that Zhang Dazhui and the woman in white were not locals, so he took the initiative to come over to talk.
The old man told the two that the evil god of the deserted temple was named "Yaksha", and that he was an evil ghost who liked to eat people. It often haunts rainy nights, looking for lone pedestrians to strike. The ghost that the two encountered in the temple last night was probably Yaksha's men.
Zhang Dazhui was shocked when he heard this, and he couldn't help but be glad that he took out the butcher knife last night, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable. He looked at the woman in white and found that she also had a solemn look on her face.
The two decided to stay in the village for the time being, on the one hand, to recharge their batteries, and on the other hand, to find out the news of the Yaksha. They knew that if they wanted to leave this place safely, they had to find a way to deal with the Yakshas.
In the days that followed, Zhang Dazhui and the woman in white visited the villagers to learn about the legends and habits of the Yakshas. They also learned from the villagers that there was once a master in the village who could drive away ghosts and demons. It's a pity that the master has been dead for many years, and his descendants are nowhere to be found.
The two were disappointed, but they did not give up. They decided to find a way to deal with the Nakshatra on their own. Zhang Da Hammer used his skills as a pig killer to make some sharp butcher knives and bows and arrows; The woman in white used her swordsmanship to practice some moves against ghosts.
As the days passed, the strength of both of them improved significantly. They knew that a decisive battle with the Yaksha was imminent.
Finally, on a dark and windy night, the Yaksha reappeared. It led a group of ghosts and pounced in the direction of the village. Zhang Dazhui and the woman in white were already ready, and they held butcher knives and long swords to meet this group of evil spirits.
A thrilling battle unfolds in the night. Zhang Da Hammer wields a butcher knife, extremely brave; The woman in white has elegant swordsmanship, like a fairy descending to earth. The two cooperated tacitly and defeated a group of ghosts.
However, the Yakshas' strength is far beyond their imagination. It is huge and powerful, and it can crush mountain rocks with a single claw. Although Zhang Dazhui and the woman in white were brave, they were also in danger under the attack of the Yaksha.
Just when the two of them were about to lose their support, suddenly a golden light fell from the sky and shone on Yaksha's body. Yaksha let out a scream, and his form began to dissipate. It turned out that it was the spirit of the deceased master who appeared, and he sealed the Yaksha with his own power.
As the Yaksha dissipated, so did the ghosts in the village. Zhang Dazhui and the woman in white breathed a sigh of relief, they knew that they had finally defeated this terrifying demon.
Afterwards, the villagers were grateful to the two of them, and they removed a major problem for the village. Zhang Dazhui and the woman in white also made fond memories here, and they knew that this experience would be an unforgettable page in their lives.
Eventually, the two said goodbye to the villagers and continued on their respective journeys. Although they are separated, they both have that common memories and experiences in their hearts. And this story, which is full of the fantasy color of Oriental Maoshan Mountain, will also be sung forever in their hearts. With the Yaksha sealed, the village regains its former tranquility. Zhang Dazhui and the woman in white left the village in the farewell of the villagers, but their fate does not seem to end there.
The two walked side by side on the winding path, and the breeze blew through the corners of the woman's clothes, like a moving picture. An inexplicable feeling surged in Zhang Dazhui's heart, and he couldn't help but ask, "Girl, what are you going to do next?" ”
The woman in white smiled slightly, and her eyes revealed a hint of confusion: "I...... Actually, it's not very clear. I've been looking for an answer, an answer about myself. ”
When Zhang Dazhui heard this, he was even more curious: "Girl, can you reveal one or two?" Maybe I can help. ”
The woman hesitated for a moment, and finally slowly spoke: "Don't hide it, I'm not an extraordinary person." I came from a distant sect of practice, and I was expelled from my master for violating the rules of the sect. The master once prophesied that I would go through hardships in the world before I could find my true heart and return to my master. This encounter with the Yaksha was also a calamity on my spiritual path. ”
After hearing this, Zhang Dazhui was shocked in his heart. He didn't expect this woman to have such an extraordinary identity and experience. He couldn't help but be in awe of the woman, but at the same time felt a trace of regret.
The two continued to move forward, chatting about cultivation, rivers and lakes and life along the way. The woman in white admired Zhang Dazhui's straightforwardness and open-mindedness, and Zhang Dazhui also deeply admired the woman's intelligence and tenacity. The distance between them gradually narrowed, and a special feeling quietly grew in the hearts of the two.
One day, the two came to a bustling town. The town is bustling with people coming and going. They decided to stay here for the time being, and by the way, they asked about the news of the cultivation sect.
In the middle of town, they meet an old man. The old man has a childish face and an extraordinary temperament, and he knows that he is a master at a glance. Zhang Dazhui and the woman in white stepped forward to ask for advice, and the old man bowed slightly after hearing this: "I know a little bit about the cultivation sect you are looking for." But if you want to return to the school, you still need to go through many tests. Would you like to give it a try? ”
The two glanced at each other, and a hint of determination flashed in their eyes. They know that this is the only way to go on their spiritual path, and no matter how difficult it is, they must move forward.
So, under the guidance of the old man, the two began a new spiritual journey. They have gone through hardships and dangers and passed one test after another. In the process, their strength has been greatly improved, and their mood has become more determined.
In the end, in a thrilling test, the woman in white successfully regained her true heart, and her cultivation also reached a new level. And Zhang Dazhui also fought side by side with her, and realized the true meaning of many practices.
The two returned to the sect hand in hand, and the elders of the sect were very pleased with their growth and progress. They re-accepted the woman in white and praised Zhang Dazhui for her righteousness and courage.
Since then, Zhang Dazhui and the woman in white have become a pair of good stories in the cultivation sect. They practice together and face the challenges of the future together. And their stories have also been passed down as good stories in the spiritual world, inspiring those who come after them to move forward bravely and pursue their own spiritual path.