The so-called autumn is high and cool, this is a rare good weather.

The blue sky can almost only be described as pure. A few floating white clouds not only did not spoil this beauty in the slightest, but added a touch of quiet and profound flavor.

No rain, no haze. The sun is shining but not hot, and the air is fresh and not stuffy.

However, you don't need to look far away, just standing at the bridgehead to the east of the riverbank, you can see that there are bursts of smoke rising and hovering above the peak of the foothills. Although the mountain is high and windy, the smoke is long-lasting.

The peak of Lushan Mountain has almost turned into a vegetable market at this moment.

From the more than twenty steps away from the peak, the sides are filled with vendors' stalls. And almost without exception, all they sell are incense and candles.

At the summit, the stalls are even more crowded, but so are the tourists, with a long queue in front of almost every stall.

The scene looks chaotic, but it is actually very orderly.

Because every tourist who buys incense candles will join a team very consciously and silently.

The procession twisted and turned, but everyone was so religious, and no one expressed impatience or boredom.

In front of them, there was a rock, or rather a statue.

It's just that this statue is too vivid.

Originally, it was just a stone standing on the top of the foothill for an unknown amount of time, but now it is as vivid as a real person.

The hair and sideburns, the face and skin, and even the clothes and ribbons are so real.

It was as if this was not a statue at all, let alone a rock, but a living person, who had preserved her past images in such a way.

Or, more like her spiritual soul, suddenly gone far away, but her body turned into a rock and was preserved for a long time, and finally, her soul was about to return to its place.

The goddess stone of the foothills is really going to be resurrected!

I don't know when it began, at the top of the foothills, there was a rock shaped like a human figure.

Legend has it that this rock was transformed by the god of Lushan Mountain, and in order to continue the inheritance of the family bloodline, she disobeyed the will of heaven, so she was deprived of the god's position, lost the incense offering, and finally ran out of mana, and had no choice but to turn into a statue.

In distant legends, no one knows what really happened, and legends are just legends after all, and they can't be verified like historical facts.

But legends always have roots, and they always come from the market.

And now the legend circulating in the community is that there is a story about the incarnation of the god of Lushan Mountain into the goddess Shihou, and now she is about to wake up.

Starting with the old driver and the old woman with the dog bell, the signs of the goddess's resurrection have been very obvious, because it seems that her mana is gradually recovering.

Therefore, as if inadvertently, the top of the foothill became the dojo of the goddess.

People continue to flock to it, and the incense on the top of the foothill is even more than that of Dayun Temple.

At the beginning, of course, most people hoped that they could be like Lao Chen and Aunt Xie, but in fact, many people were also like Lao Chen and Aunt Xie, and they somehow recovered their health.

Many more, however, are determined to see the changes in that rock.

It was originally just a stone that resembled a human body, but now it has become lifelike, even more vivid than the pictures of ladies depicted by the fine brushes on ancient paintings.

The only regrettable thing is that the goddess's eyes have not yet opened, which makes it lack the last and most important bit of aura.

In Dayun Temple, Master Huihong and Master Yankong looked at the peak of Lushan Mountain from afar.

"That old driver, Lao Chen, and the dog bell have a problem." Master Huihong frowned and said, "That stone, I have been concerned about it for a long time, and it is not capable of this mana at all. ”

After a moment of silence, Master Yankong said, "That stone, it didn't have it before, but it may be there now. ”

Master Huihong folded his hands and began to ponder.

At the same time, in the upper left of Labor Square, in the courtyard of the Huang family.

The white-haired and white-bearded old man sat with strict ancient rituals, his hands spread on his knees, and said calmly: "This is what the folk call incense!" ”

"Incense is actually inheritance, if you use the words in my Daomen, this is the power of wishes." The yellow curtain was painted with talismans, and the smoke filled the bucket between the square inches.

The man behind the curtain sneered, "How can it be so easy and simple, it's just fireworks in the world, even if the entire peak of the foothills is filled with incense and candles, it won't be beneficial to you and me." “

"I know, it's all because of you." The old man said lightly, "But I also said that in the future, I don't need your hand anymore, because I will let this fireworks transform into incense of wish power as soon as possible." ”

He was obviously not a member of the Dao Sect, and he did not have the aura of cultivation, but he had an unusually good understanding of many rituals or secrets in the Dao Sect.

"You're almost exhausted in your cultivation, and you're just letting that old Chen driver and the old lady with the bell hang normal. But the fireworks of the goddess were finally restored. The old man still said quietly.

"People will flock to this point, although the more people who come, the more fireworks the goddess will have. But in fact, it is the opposite, because all those who come have a request. ”

The old man smiled coldly, "The more you ask, the more you consume the mana of the Goddess Stone......

"It's not the mana of the Goddess Stone that is consumed, it's my cultivation." The man behind the curtain said, "Because people are always praying at the beginning, and if this prayer is not reciprocated, it has been said that even the incense and candles that fill the mountain peaks are only fireworks." “

This kind of return, the current goddess stone does not have enough mana manifestation, that is, the fireworks cannot be converted into incense wish power.

What sentient beings seek, seek marriage, seek peace, and seek power. This is a wish!

And when their rich marriage and health are satisfied, they will sincerely offer their wishes, which is to repay their wishes.

The production of incense is not just a matter of kowtowing a few heads and lighting a few pillars of incense, it must be a heartfelt devotion and refuge.

"My cultivation can no longer be sustained." The man behind the curtain was silent for a moment before saying, "So, what are you going to do to turn the fireworks at the top of the foothills into incense." ”

The white-haired and white-bearded old man said lightly, "Whether it is fireworks or incense, it is always the bloodline of the Huang family, it is not the pure bloodline of my Huang family, but it can't condense those incense wishes......"

", here it again." The man behind the curtain room coughed violently, and then spit out a mouthful of phlegm, "Your girl has already died, but my daughter is still alive." (To be continued.) )