Aggrieved Fish Sprite

This very effective mountain temple looks nothing like it from the outside.

The outer wall is so low that any child can climb over it.

The plaque at the door was blown by the wind and rain, and there were only a few traces that were too shallow to tell what was written on it. If the stone road leading to the mountain temple had not been cleaned, there was no trace of weeds and ink. Even carp suspects that this is an abandoned wild temple.

"arrive."

It was the grandson of the old village chief named Huan Dezi who led the way for Mo Li and Meng Qi. He had worked as a tailor's apprentice outside for several years in his early years.

Meng Qi's accent is obviously Taijing's. Dezi has met people with this accent in Jiangxia County, and they are all rich and powerful, so when he found out that Meng Qi seemed to be very interested in the mountain temple, he took the initiative without saying a word. The leader came to see.

The lake they crossed by boat, the villagers were all busy going to feast and congratulate.

The mountain temple is right next to the lake. Dezi put down the boat pole and walked into the temple with a bunch of dried vegetables.

"There is a threshold here, you two be careful."

If Dezi didn't remind him, Mo Li might have missed this threshold.

Because there is only half of it left, and it is still stuck in the mud, which is the same color as the mud.

——What kind of mountain god is this? It's too miserable.

Mo Li was very puzzled, it shouldn't be, although this fishing village doesn't look very rich, but it is more than enough, every household has one or two good clothes to wear to the wedding banquet, and the children in the village also wear bellybands on hot days. Running around naked, there are also a lot of old people in the village.

To see how well the people live, one is to look at the old and the young, and the other is to look at the complexion.

Seeing, hearing, and asking are the basic skills of medicine. The first thing is to look. How can the complexion of a person who cannot eat enough to eat be so good?

The village is not considered poor, and the villagers still think that the mountain god is powerful, and the temple is not far away, so why is it broken like this?

Speaking of which, Mr. Qin also lives in the mountain temple in winter, but there are several mountain temples in Qimao Mountain, and the mountain gods enshrined are different, and it is hard to say which one is more prosperous.People who enter the mountain go to worship when they pass by. The mountain road is so difficult to walk, and the temple is not as dilapidated as the one in front of us!

Dezi obviously knew what Mo Li was surprised about. He rubbed his hands and said embarrassedly: "My old man laughed at me. This is a rule passed down by the old people here. The temple of the mountain god cannot be repaired. If the temple collapses, it means the tiger Zeshen is tired of living here, so just build a new temple in another place."

Ink Carp: "..."

I have learned a lot. I have only heard that officials do not build Yamen before, but I did not expect that there are still people who do not build temples.

"No wonder, I remember that there used to be no mountain temple here." Meng Qi put his hands behind his back and entered the door calmly.

Because in the name of looking for relatives, no one doubted what Meng Qi said.

Dezi nodded quickly and said, "This temple was built ten years ago. Before that, everyone just invited a god to worship, and they had to go to the next village or mountain to offer incense during the festivals."

"Why, are there many mountain temples in Feihe Mountain?"

"No, there are many! But they don't have the favor of the mountain god, and they don't have the temple in our village! The mountain god must like to live here. My grandfather said that when the temple collapses, it will be on the sandbar in the middle of the lake. Build another one, and everyone has already started to save wood and bricks."

Dezi spoke with great interest, and the corner of Meng Qi's mouth twitched, feeling a bad premonition.

At that time, he had never heard the saying that the mountain temple was effective, and the rumors in the mountain were all about those, foxes, weasels, or cranes, repaying favors or revenge.The mountain gods usually act as presiding justice in the story to smooth things over and clean up the mess, and then capture the monsters back, without even a name from the beginning to the end.

To make Meng Qi finally doubt whether there is a dragon vein in Feihe Mountain, there must be no such thing as "effective".

When Meng Qi heard the villagers mention that the mountain temple was particularly spiritual, he almost thought that the dragon veins of Feihe Mountain had changed their temper.

"Doctor, something is wrong."

"Ok?"

"...Feihe Mountain Dragon Vein will not show up easily, there may be people from Ayan Puka here."

The Taoist in the mountain temple firmly said that there would be a distinguished guest from the north, if it wasn't a coincidence that a blind cat ran into a dead mouse, it must be because of his identity.

"How did Ayam Puka know that we would go in this direction?"

"Feihe Mountain is surrounded by seven waters, and there is only one way to enter the mountain without taking a boat, especially the reed marsh at the ten-mile bend. It is not a problem to hide 800 people. I suspect that it is the old nest of Xiliang people. If we value it Dragon veins, you must come and check it yourself first, instead of fighting with them immediately..."

Meng Qi paused, then continued in a deep voice, "Of course there is another possibility, that is, this mountain temple is really effective and famous. If we deliberately inquire, we must come here to see it, ah People from Yanpuka sit in the temple and don’t have to wait anywhere.”

While speaking, he had already entered the temple gate, only to see a Taoist with gray hair and wrinkled face walking around behind him.

This Taoist didn't wear a Taoist temple, and he didn't take a dust whisk. His robe was covered with dirt and dust. He said he was a monk, but in fact he looked more like a Taoist fireworker.

Dezi handed over the dried vegetables in his hand, and greeted with a smile: "These two old men came from Jingnan to look for relatives, and they still want to go to the mountains. I heard that our mountain temple here is effective. Come and have a look." look."

The Taoist walks heavily, his body is weak and buoyant, he doesn't look like he has martial arts.

He squinted his eyes and said in a rough voice: "The temple is very beautiful, sincerity leads to spirituality, and the mountain god does not protect outsiders."

Tokuko choked, too embarrassed to speak.

Meng Qi frowned slightly with an expression of displeasure, and said in a manly voice: "There is nothing to look at, but there is nothing to be shady about. The old man has never heard of any temples of gods and Buddhas, and outsiders are not allowed to see them."

The Taoist was taken aback when he heard the official words, and looked at Meng Qi again.

"Just look at it." The Taoist said forcefully, and turned his head into the wing on the left.

There was an open-air stove over there. The Taoist squatted there to burn a fire, and there were piles of debris blocking it, so they didn't see anyone when they entered.

Mo Li asked Meng Qi with his eyes: Is it Ayan Puka's subordinate?Have a bad time?

Meng Qi looked back calmly: Otherwise, would the villagers still cook for him?It's not rich here, so at most, some dried vegetable steamed buns will be given out occasionally!

"... Entering the main hall is the god statue. This is the old man's way." Tokuko brought the man, but it was not easy to hang around, so he could only bite the bullet and continue to greet him.

Mo Li also gave him face, and followed his guidance slowly into the main hall of the temple.

Too small and too crude.

There are no hanging curtains, no table offerings, only a shapeless earthen clay sculpture, a copper incense burner, and two futons on the ground.

"Is this shaped?"

Meng Qi was also shocked, probably because he had never seen such a rough statue.

In other words, how can there be a half-made idol for people to worship?

The nose is not a nose, and the eyes are not eyes. Apart from the fact that it is a human figure and that it is a person wearing clothes, even the facial features are blurred.

"Shenjun Zeshen!" Dezi patted his chest and said seriously, "The statues in other temples are not right. I have seen them after I left the village. The statues wear different clothes and hats. In fact, they all have a face. Whether it is the Lord of the City, the Lord of the Land, or the God of Wealth, the Dragon King, won’t the gods be angry? So the old man in the village said that the earthen embryo is enough. Ordinary people don’t know the appearance of the mountain god and should not know it. Look Too much disrespect, taking a holiday is an offense, who wants to have the same face as other gods?"

Meng Qi and Mo Li: "..."

This makes sense, does it sound reasonable?

But, is it really not because the fishing village is short of money and cannot invite craftsmen to paint the statues, so I just did it myself?

"Cough, how many sticks of incense do you offer on weekdays? What is the most effective thing to ask for?" Meng Qi asked slowly.

Dezi scratched his head, and said frankly: "That's all, the weather is good every year, there is more than enough, there are no floods and droughts, no beasts come down the mountain to invade the village, no matter how poor you are, you can get fish to eat, and you won't starve to death."

The ink carp is fine, but Meng Qi has figured out something is wrong.

The terrain of Feihe Mountain is very good, and there are so many waterways that flooding cannot happen unless it rains heavily for ten days and nights.

Drought is even more impossible. The whole Jingzhou is in a drought, and there is no shortage of water here.

The lake in front of the village is not stagnant water, there are two streams flowing into it, and Feihe Mountain has more water, fish and birds. There are many people in the village here, and the birds don't come to hunt very much.As long as the villagers don't catch all the fish in the lake, they can always catch some fish and shrimp to fill their stomachs.

Just now at the wedding banquet, Meng Qi saw clearly what was in the dishes, fish and shrimps were very common species.

Not tasty and prickly.

If you don't use heavy oil and salt, and you are willing to put in seasonings, the earthy smell cannot be removed, but the rich and powerful people don't like to eat it.

The villagers don't have enough food, so they can only cook it in a pot of water, which is better than starving.

Although there were big bowls of fish and shrimp on the table, the villagers just grabbed the meat. Before Meng Qi left, no one touched the fish, which meant that he was tired of eating.

——In general, the prayers that Tokuko said are things that can be realized without asking for them at all.

It is difficult to grow crops on the land here, because the weeds are too strong, even if you keep pulling the weeds and digging the ground three feet or even setting fire to them, the roots of the grass will not be destroyed, so it is difficult for the crops to grow well, so we can only grow vegetables , raise a few chickens, ducks and geese.There are even few pigs, and they still make a living by fishing on weekdays.

"That's all?" Meng Qi asked.

"No, what else?"

Dezi looked bewildered.

Meng Qi couldn't tell whether this kid was really stupid or just pretending to be stupid, he had a shrewd look who had seen the world before, and he could read words and expressions.

"Praying for wealth, asking for safety and health, and asking for a child... are all effective?" Mo Li also thought about it.

Having a boy or a girl depends entirely on the sky, not to mention whether you will get rich, if these two points cannot be achieved, is it also called effective?

Or is this temple also the old-fashioned one?Anyone who does not make a fortune is not sincere?

Wouldn't the whole village be dishonest to the gods then?

Ink carp feels that this is not the case.

Sure enough, Tokuko scratched his head and suddenly said: "If you don't ask for it, the mountain god doesn't care about it."

Ink Carp: "..."

Dezi said eloquently: "The old people in our village said that if you want a child, you should look for the goddess of Guanyin, and if you get rich, you should look for the God of Wealth. If you can't afford Zhu Rong, you must worship the Kitchen God. As for the safety and prosperity, each family has its own. Let’s talk about it. The mountain god Zeshen is the god of this mountain and this piece of water. How can he care about trivial matters in the world? People in other places are just too greedy. It doesn't work. The gods perform their own duties, just like asking for help on weekdays, they must be able to help, otherwise, should the mountain gods have the cheek to ask other gods to take care of us? There is no such reason, no matter where we go It doesn't make any sense!"

Meng Qi: "..."

This time the ink carp couldn't hold back and smiled.

This is not the clear and clear voice that an old man should have. Tokuko was startled, and looked back suddenly.

"Who?"

"What's wrong?" Meng Qi asked discreetly.

Mo Li quickly withdrew his smile, pretending to be ignorant.

"I seem to hear someone laughing." Dezi said puzzledly, and then he clapped his hands and said excitedly, "It must be the mountain god, the old man heard what I said, and he is happy. I will go to Taoist Hu for some Stick incense, come and burn some incense for the mountain god."

I laughed just now, but I don't know if I'm a mountain god or not: "..."

Anyway, it's not the mountain god of Feihe Mountain, Mo Li wiped away the embarrassment in his heart, and turned to look at Meng Qi.

The two looked at each other for a while, and then Mo Li spoke first, "What do you think, Brother Meng?"

"I want to meet the... old man in the village he mentioned."

Meng Qi thought to himself that if it wasn't a talent, then it was a dragon vein, at least he should have seen a dragon vein.

The author has something to say: In other novels, the main character speaks the same thing, making the supporting characters dizzy

In our article, there are a set of theories about dragons or villains, and the protagonist talks about doubting life, oh no, doubting Longsheng.

Gerbil: Is that so?

Mo Li: It makes sense. I don’t know how to refute it?