Eat the incense of the world, I am actually the underworld

Chapter 53
"... I would like to write down the rules, tell the sky, look down on the mercy of the heavens, and bow down to listen!"

Mo Chuan, who was walking on the country road, suddenly heard the murmur of Shangxiang.

That very different voice from Chen's, Fuluan's, Tianbao's, Yunji's... and the tumbling incense made him happy.

Looking at it with the incense as a mirror, his expression quietly froze.

He is too familiar with the world in the mirror.

He sat there all night, discussing the Tao all night, and gained a lot.

Unexpectedly, he would intercept the incense here one day.

Do not!
He did not intercept the incense.

This is a sacrifice spontaneously initiated by the people of Shoushan town.

They even canonized him as:

——Shoushan Leijun!
Lei Jun?

Could it be that the sound of cymbals when the eagle hit the cliff alarmed the townspeople?

Mo Chuan's thoughts were like lightning, and he immediately figured out the cause and effect.

Afterwards, he saw Shi Gong mourning, the sound of "killing people and setting fire to the golden belt, repairing bridges and repairing roads without corpses", he felt sorry for him.

"Good fortune tricks people!"

Although he has not been in this world for a long time, he has seen many evil spirits.

Huang Buyu from the Immortal Family, Li Di Tui from the dead body, Lu Fengbei, the great demon who slaughtered the city, Fujitsu's fake lamp grass monk, and the thousand-year-old dead corpse in the cottage...

Except for the ignorant Jiazi Guixian and the childish child of the Qian family, there are very few people with a heart like a stone man.

Such a person can be regarded as serving the people wholeheartedly, but he has been reduced to such an end.

The way of heaven is impermanent!
No wonder Shi Gong angrily scolded the injustice of heaven.

To be honest, it's pretty ridiculous.

Logically speaking, this incense stick was canonized by the people of Shoushan Town, and it has nothing to do with Shigong in essence.

Coincidentally, the people of Shoushan Town were offering sacrifices in front of Shigongbi, which seemed to be equivalent to robbing Shigong's incense.

In fact, if the townspeople choose another place to build temples and set up ancestral halls, the current absurdity will not happen.

Of course, the essence of this matter is still the result of Shi Gongli's incompetence.

Central Plains belief, the only evaluation standard is one word - spirit.

As long as you have spirit, it doesn’t matter whether you are a human or a dog, grass or flowers, and incense is enough;

It didn't work, the temple was smashed.

Therefore, being a god in the Central Plains is hard work.

The reason why the townspeople offered sacrifices in front of Shigongbi was that Shigong was ineffective, and no one believed it.

In the past, the three melons and two jujube incense were purely caused by the thought of "no harm in goodbye".Now that Mr. Lei appears, who cares about this "incompetent" Shi Gong?

Thinking up to this point, Mo Chuan sighed, wondering if he should go back to show off his holiness, claiming to be Shi Gong's subordinate, and give credit to Shi Gong?

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Shi Gong's voice of grief and indignation came from the incense again.

"Mingchen is an old man, and you treat each other with sincerity, but you insult me ​​like this. Where is your conscience? Where is your heart? Aren't you afraid of thunder?"

At this time, Shi Gong was lying limp on the ground, his expression was distorted and ferocious, his moral heart had already collapsed, and after cursing Tian Dao, he scolded Ming Chen.

Subconsciously, vicious thoughts appeared in my heart!
In the area of ​​Shoushan Mountain, the White Snake King of Zouxianggu and the red-clothed female cultivator of Pengtuo Peak are all very good. If they are willing to pay a high price, why not ask them to help?
He was thinking, should they kill the old Taoist Ming Chen?

Unlike other demons who can jump and jump, the opportunity here is gone, and they can find another place.

As a stubborn stone turned into a spirit, Shi Gong's wealth and life are all on this incense.

Now that the incense is lost, only relying on the essence of the sun and the moon, I am afraid that the road is in danger!
Even if his nature is pure and good, it is inevitable that his mind will be distorted at this time.

"..." Mo Chuan froze when he heard this.

He can understand Shigong's situation;

I also know that it is normal to talk nonsense under this stimulation and anger.

But easier said than done.

He is not a saint, and anyone who is scolded for no reason will feel angry.

"Tsk! Master Dao didn't do anything, but became a bad person instead."

Mo Chuan laughed at himself:
"Forget it! Pindao claims that he is not a bad person, but he is by no means a bad person. You and I have a one-year agreement. After a year, we will meet again. If we calm down and have a good heart, we can return the incense."

"If you still blame others..."

Just at the right time, a strange movement hooked up with the heart of the fetus, and Mo Chuanxuan suddenly raised his head and looked at Shoushan Mountain.

Indistinctly, he seemed to see a giant dragon with severed head, panting in the shallows, struggling for life.

In the boundless and desperate situation, with the breath of the dead, plant a glimmer of life, cultivate a tree, bear three or five fruits, and catch the vast opportunities.

The severed head, the different fruits on the cliff, the Leijun of Shoushan...

"It turns out that the mountain fruit has such a cause and effect?"

Mo Chuan muttered to himself.

He can feel that he who continues to swallow this incense will gradually strengthen his connection with Shoushan Mountain, and will eventually become the lost dragon head of Shoushan Mountain.

This is the mystery of the birth of the earth, and it is also the recognition of the owner of the Shoushan mountain range, and it is also the humane recognition of the prophecy canonized by the people of Shoushan town.

With the blessings of the three, perhaps within three to five years, he will become Shoushan Leijun!
The mountain god of Chengshou Mountain.

Thinking of this, Mo Chuan was in a trance.

Youyou heaven, how lucky is it for me?
I only hope that there is still a surplus of earth energy in the Shoushan Mountain.

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"The last book said that in Qingshui County at that time, there were vicious fox spirits in the mountains and headless ghosts wandering around in the city. They really were in the turbulent waves and didn't know it."

"...Let's say that Na Yan is really experienced. After he surrendered the fox spirit, he was invited by the county lieutenant to investigate the matter of the county magistrate's decapitation!"

"..."

"Under the hanging mirror in the empty hall, Ling Xiaozi, the fairy boy of Fuluan Guan, bluntly said that the headless ghost has been executed. Everyone didn't believe it. The east family chattered, and the west family encouraged him. Even the clay bodhisattva was very angry!"

"The master of Fuluan Temple is a fairy boy, please ask the fairy to surrender the ji! If the judges ask why the fairy is invited to surrender the ji, this must be a good way..."

In the Yuelai teahouse in Qingshui County, the storyteller speaks in a cadence, so exciting!

But when I reached the point of excitement, I stopped abruptly, talking about him from left to right.

The listener was so angry that he patted the table.

Experienced listeners, hearing the stringed songs and knowing the elegance, rewarded them with copper coins, crackling and sprinkling into copper rain.

Among them, a middle-aged unruly Taoist priest threw a piece of silver, which attracted the writers to bow to him again and again.

After drinking the fragrant tea, moistening his tongue, and explaining in a concise and concise manner, the storyteller slapped the paper fan and began to speak eloquently again.

"...but said that after Lingxiao fairy boy asked the fairy to surrender, the first person to blame was the Lord Fuluan, and he bluntly said the way of saving the world and saving people. Is it street juggling?"

"Someone in the hall said that this is a ventriloquist!"

"Unexpectedly, the fairy boy pulled out a fairy sword out of nowhere when he heard the words. Before the fairy sword came out, he heard the roar of dragons and tigers..."

When the storyteller said this, the room was silent.

Although many people have heard the story that originated in Qingshui, the same story is completely different when told by different people.

For a moment, he was fascinated, wishing that he could be the fairy boy of Fuluan, draw the fairy sword, and kill the stubborn fool.

The heroic Taoist priest in the private seat of the teahouse even closed his eyes and listened carefully, shaking his head when he heard the beauty, as if he didn't know the exaggeration of the words.

I don't know how long it took for the storyteller to finally finish the book "Fu Luan invites the immortals to be stubborn and foolish, and Yan Zhen knows how to caress people's hearts".

His eyes subconsciously searched for the big tipper?

Unexpectedly, the unruly Taoist got up quietly and left with his sword in his arms.

This caused the storyteller a burst of regret.

Let's say that after the middle-aged Taoist priest left the gate of the restaurant, he looked at the street full of people coming and going, and couldn't help but look in the direction of Fuluan Temple.

"It's a good one to draw a sword and kill a fool! The art of fooling is very good, but why does Fellow Daoist Yanzhen help him smooth things over?"

The middle-aged Taoist couldn't figure it out.

He is a disciple of Qingwei Palace, his Taoist name is Dehong, and he has been in Qingshui County for some time.

The purpose is naturally to investigate the truth about Zhong Shizi's death.

After visiting and investigating during this period, he had already identified the suspect, but one of the details made him waver.

This detail is Yanzhen Taoist friend.

Yanzhen gave up his life for righteousness, he released the Yin God from the soldiers, and fell into a celestial being, beheading the five armored monsters, which has already caused a sensation in all Daomen.

No one doubts its character!
It is precisely because of this that Taoist Dehong hesitated, trying to find key clues from countless versions.

Unfortunately, the more versions he checked, the more confused he became.

"...Maybe it's time to pay a visit!"

Taoist Dehong took a breath, and walked towards Fuluan.

　[This chapter has been slightly revised. If there is any inconsistency between what this chapter says and the main text, don't worry about it. 】

　
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