12dz Chapter 91 Jiang Taigong Fishing
Chapter 91 Jiang Taigong Fishing
Chapter 91 Jiang Taigong Fishing
Upon seeing Jiang Feng and his group enter, a middle-aged man quickly came out to greet them.
The middle-aged man, with dried tear stains on his face and a heartbroken expression, bowed to Jiang Feng and said, "Masters, your arrival is just in time. My family was about to hold a pre-death ritual for my two children who are about to die."
Just when I was worried about not being able to find a Dharma Master, you all arrived.
The masters went inside and waited a moment, and I immediately had my wife prepare a vegetarian meal.
Bai Suzhen asked in confusion, "Why are you holding a memorial service for the deceased before they've even died? Do your children have some incurable disease?"
The middle-aged man sighed, "My two children have been healthy since childhood. They've never even had a cold or cough by the time they were eight. How could they possibly have some incurable disease!"
Seeing his worried expression, Bai Suzhen asked again, "Did your children suffer an accident and are beyond saving?"
The middle-aged man said with a look of despair, "To tell you the truth, my two children are healthy and without illness, but after tonight they will be thrown into the Tongtian River and offered to the Great King Linggan."
Nine days ago, a "King of Inspiration" suddenly appeared at Tongtian River, demanding that we build a temple for him, and even claiming to be:
A temple is built in response to the local people's needs, and the divine power blesses the people for miles around. Sweet dew is bestowed upon the village every year, and auspicious clouds descend upon the town year after year.
He added that as long as we offer him a pair of children, a boy and a girl, every year, he will bless Chenjiazhuang with favorable weather and abundant harvests.
Upon hearing this, Sha Wujing gasped, "Good heavens! I already felt incredibly cruel for treating monks like vegetarians, but I never imagined this monster would want to eat baby bok choy!"
Jiang Feng glared at him fiercely: "Shut up! Don't frighten our benefactor! If you cause him to miss his vegetarian meal, I'll use your dog's head as a snack tonight!"
Sha Wujing glanced at the middle-aged man beside him who was trembling with fear because of Jiang Feng, and couldn't help but roll his eyes, but still obediently shut his mouth.
Jiang Feng suppressed his fierce demeanor and then asked the middle-aged man with a kind expression, "May I ask your esteemed name, and what are the names of your two children?"
The middle-aged man swallowed hard and forced a smile: "My family name is Jiang, my given name is Mi Gao, and I have twins, a boy and a girl. My son's nickname is Dou Sha, and my daughter's nickname is Hong Zao."
Jiang Feng was slightly taken aback: "Red bean paste, red dates, glutinous rice cake, the unlucky names you've come up with sound delicious—"
Jiang Migao said with a bitter expression, "The reason why Chenjiazhuang chose my family's children is not because of their unlucky names, but because my family is the only one in Chenjiazhuang with the surname Jiang. All the other residents are from the Chen clan."
When the King of Inspiration arrived, he performed a ritual that caused a snowfall, demonstrating his supernatural powers.
The people of Chenjiazhuang both respected and feared him, yet were unwilling to sacrifice their own children. So they thought of sacrificing my family, a member of a different surname, in exchange for favorable weather and a bountiful harvest next year.
Jiang Feng gritted his teeth in anger: "So what if I'm surnamed Jiang? What did I do to deserve this? Aren't they bullying an honest person?!"
Jiang Mi Gao, right? Don't worry, with me and my apprentices here, we'll ensure your whole family's safety!
"Let your wife cook. Use whatever ingredients she has. I'm not picky about meat or vegetables!"
Jiang Migao realized that this was a group of thugs and dared not be negligent in the slightest. He quickly went back into the house and told his wife to cook.
Before long, the food and wine were laid out on the table, and Jiang Migao's wife also brought out a pair of twins to greet them.
Jiang Feng glanced at the two children, then turned to Sha Wujing and Bai Suzhen, asking, "You two should both know transformation magic, right? Can you transform into these two children?"
Seeing Bai Suzhen and Sha Wujing nod, he couldn't help but smile and continued, "That makes things easier. You two will transform into the appearance of this brother and sister, each swallow a fishhook, and hold the fishing line in my hand. When the Great King Linggan bites the bait, I will fish him out of the water."
I call this strategy "Jiang Taigong fishing, you can't catch the King of Inspiration if you don't give up your apprentice!"
Bai Suzhen said irritably, "What kind of ridiculous idea is this? If we do as you say, by the time that Great King Linggan takes the bait, I'll probably only have my upper half left!"
Sha Wujing, with a dark expression, explained in a serious tone, "Master, I suddenly remembered that I don't know any transformation magic at all. I must have misremembered!"
Jiang Feng said sincerely, "Do you want to learn? I'll teach you!"
Sha Wujing: "————"
Am I really going to die today?!
Amidst the strong opposition from the two, Jiang Feng's plan to fish with his grandfather was temporarily shelved, and the next morning arrived in the blink of an eye.
As if afraid that the Jiang family would run away, a group of villagers came to Jiang Migao's house early in the morning and surrounded it.
An old man with a goatee stood at the front of the crowd and called out into the courtyard, "Michael, quickly call your children out so we can take them to the river to offer as sacrifices to King Linggan. Don't keep the King waiting!"
Jiang Migao, his eyes red, came out of the house and pleaded, "Village Chief, that Linggan King is clearly a monster! Don't be fooled by him!"
The village chief angrily said, "Stop talking nonsense! The Great King Linggan has boundless magical power. With a wave of his hand, he can bring down auspicious snow. Next year, the harvest of hundreds of households in our village will depend on the Great King's blessing!"
For the sake of good weather and a bountiful harvest in our Chenjiazhuang next year, I would not hesitate to sacrifice even myself, let alone your children!
Michael, I know you're reluctant to part with the children, but it's not like you can't have more. Next year, when the crops are plentiful, you can raise three big, healthy boys!
The villagers echoed the village chief's words and stepped forward to offer their advice, but Jiang Migao was so anxious that he didn't know how to defend himself and could only keep crying.
At this moment, urged by Jiang Feng, Sha Wujing reluctantly came out of the house.
After emerging, Sha Wujing shouted, attracting the attention of all the villagers. He then lunged at one of them and began to fight him.
When the other villagers saw a troublemaker running over, dozens of young men rushed forward to help, pinning Sha Wujing to the ground and beating him mercilessly.
After a long while, the village chief finally shouted, "Stop! Stop it, everyone!"
Hearing the village chief's shouts, the villagers gradually dispersed from Sha Wujing's side. They saw Sha Wujing lying on the ground, spitting blood, barely breathing.
The village chief looked at Jiang Migo with a gloomy expression: "Migo, you actually brought in outsiders to help you. It seems we can't keep you in the village!"
"Now I'm giving you two choices: one, take your children and leave Chenjia Village; two, offer your children to the Great King of Inspiration, and we'll pretend nothing happened. The choice is yours."
Jiang Migao hesitated. He wanted to leave with his family, but where could he go?
In this freezing weather, it will probably take only a few days for his entire family to freeze and starve to death.
Just then, Jiang Feng came out of the house, pointed at Sha Wujing on the ground, and said, "You don't need to worry about offering young boys and girls to the Great King Linggan anymore. This dying man on the ground is the Great King Linggan you're talking about!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a red light emanated from Sha Wujing's body on the ground, and he transformed into a large, dying carp.
This carp looks twice the size of an adult man and weighs at least 300 pounds!
The villagers were completely dumbfounded.
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