In this way, the strong man encouraged himself to enter the snow village alone.

 There is nothing in the snow village.

 No one.

 There are no animals.

 There is not even any excrement left by the animals hiding in the snow here.

 There were no animal paw prints on the snow.

The entire snow village was clean except for his own footprints when he came from behind.

Zhuangzi looked around from room to room, and each room was empty, until he found a painting in one room.

There are no people in the painting, only a bare temple, a snow-capped mountain temple.

As a result, when he returned home that day, Zhuangzi had a dream. He dreamed that he came to a snow mountain temple, and there lived a great immortal in the snow mountain temple.

The great immortal said that Zhuangzi would salvage a corpse tomorrow. That corpse was her physical body in the mortal world. Although she was in the immortal class, her physical body in the mortal world could not be laid to rest after death. She would not be able to report to the immortal world, and she would not be able to truly occupy her position.

The Immortal Class then wanted to beg Da Zhuang to salvage the body and bury it in the village. This would be a meritorious deed and would bring good results to her, so that she would have no worries about food and drink in this life.

 Zhuangzi is doubtful.

The next day, he really found a body. That is to say, the next morning after the burial, Zhuangzi got up early in the morning and opened the door and saw a hare hanging outside the door.

Zhuangzi was so happy that he really thought that his kindness moved the immortal in heaven. He set up a longevity tablet for the immortal at home, burned incense and prayed for blessings.

 Actually, he didn’t know.

 It’s better that he doesn’t set up the longevity card.

This act is tantamount to planting the seeds of disaster, inviting wild gods into the house, and killing one's own mother-in-law and unborn child.

Just when the family of four had a feast, a rare meal after the snowstorm, that night, the great immortal once again entrusted Zhuangzi with a dream, saying that Zhuangzi had eaten the food she sent, and her body left in the world was lying in the cold.

It's cold underground and no one is worshiping her. I hope Zhuangzi can visit her grave and talk to her.

Zhuangzi, who had tasted the sweetness once, quickly agreed this time.

As a result, the next morning after the worship, a pheasant hung outside the door and window of Zhuangzi's house again. Zhuangzi, who was still excited and ecstatic at the time, didn't know that he was inviting the wild god to enter the house, which would bring disaster.

Yesterday, the great immortal was unable to enter his house because he was not spiritually advanced enough, so he could only hang hare meat on the door of his courtyard.

 Hung it directly on the window of his house today.

On the third day, the immortal dreamed again, saying that this time chicken blood would be dripped on her grave to nourish her mortal body.

Zhuangzi did as he was told. It happened that there was still a bowl of chicken blood left to stew from the pheasant slaughtered yesterday.

Sure enough, the next day, there was another hare hanging on the door and window.

On the fourth day, the Immortal asked for dog blood in a dream, on the fifth day, she asked for live birds to be buried in her grave, and on the sixth day, she asked for human blood...

Although Zhuangzi wondered why the Immortal wanted human blood, at that time Zhuangzi had no doubts about the Immortal's ability. Although he had some doubts, he still went ahead and dedicated his own blood to the Immortal.

However!

 Zhuangzi soon discovered that things were not that simple.

The immortal's desire became stronger and stronger, and the things he began to ask for became more and more unbearable. At first, it was not difficult, but later, he actually started to ask for people's fingers.

Even live birds could no longer satisfy her desire, so she asked Zhuangzi to find her a baby and bury it in the soil of her grave.

 Zhuangzi was really frightened this time.

 He didn't do it.

The Great Immortal did not embarrass Zhuangzi, so he wanted the head of Zhuangzi's old father instead, because the Great Immortal said that Zhuangzi had leaked his affairs to his father. The Great Immortal's name cannot be blasphemed by ordinary people, and Zhuangzi must pay the penalty if he blasphemed the gods.

There is a price.

No matter how hard Zhuangzi begged, the immortal refused to go around his father.

That same night, Zhuangzi's mother-in-law suffered from severe abdominal pain and almost miscarried. The immortal once again entrusted Zhuangzi with a dream. In the dream, she changed her previous kindness. This time she tore off the disguise and warned Zhuangzi with sharp teeth that today was just a small child.

As a small punishment, if her father's head is not sacrificed to her, the son's wife will be killed and killed the next day.

This warning made Zhuangzi understand that he was inviting a wolf into the house, but it was already too late to regret it.

It was impossible for him to commit patricide, so he just kept doing it and took advantage of the dawn to dig out the body of the great immortal and burn it clean.

Zhuangzi thought that by doing this, he would be able to stay unnoticed. No one in the village would know that he had invited an evil god to the village, and the family of four could continue to stay in the village until the snowstorm was over.

And there is still a lot of meat stockpiled at home, which is enough for them to survive this snowstorm year.

 In the next few days, as Zhuangzi expected, the immortal did not come to him again in his dream. It seemed that the nightmare had ended with the fire burning the body.

　　Until, some villagers broke into his house, causing his mother-in-law to give birth prematurely and giving birth to a weasel skin. His parents were so frightened that they fainted and fell to the ground. The whole family was ruined in an instant.

 But it was too late for Zhuangzi to repent, and his family was ruined.

 In order not to involve my parents.

He then ran to find the old Taoist priest and begged him on his knees to save his parents.

 …

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 eaten.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 eaten.

 The cave was so empty that the team of ten people continued to move forward.

Everyone was quiet all the way, listening to the experiences of the old Taoist priest.

 “Snow Village?”

 “Weasel skin?”

“So it turns out that the Taoist priest who ran to the government from the snow-covered mountains to report the corpse hiding case in Xuecun was you, Taoist priest Chen?”

The general who spoke this time.

 He looked at the old Taoist priest in surprise.

 The surprise on his face is beyond words.

"Daozhang Chen, you may not have an impression of me. I also heard this from a visiting friend..." After stopping and walking, they had walked out of the tomb passage in front of them, and a step appeared in front of them, leading to a huge high platform in front of them.

platform.

 Tick tock!

 Suddenly.

 The sound of a drop of water made everyone tense up.

 “Hush, there’s something going on!”
Chapter completed!