Chapter 46 Mountains and Seas Worship the Gods and Stick of Incense 1

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I am emotionally moved by Sang Qinghong's persistence, but everyone has only one life, who is willing to die for the unknown?

"It's ...... The major event of the country's survival...... "Sang Qinghong howled, "Jing Kang is ashamed, it is still snowing, the courtiers hate, when will it be destroyed......"

She quoted Yue Wumu's famous poems, which inspired many young people with ideals to devote themselves to the holy land of revolution during the war years. However, she forgot that this is a beautiful era of peace, and many words and actions have lost their basic environment.

"I'm sorry, we can't help it. Tang Wan said.

This kind of answer is understandable, Sang Qinghong has the layout first, we don't criticize her, we have already done our best.

At the moment when Tang Wan spoke, the cold air I felt in my palm suddenly became ten times more violent, and a huge suction force appeared in the cold air, forming an invisible air vortex, which seemed to suck the two of us together.

"It's coming...... Where to go?" Sang Qinghong roared sharply.

I wanted to raise my hand, but the palm of my hand was firmly attached to the back of Tang Wan's hand, and I couldn't move.

"Why should the predecessors be strong?" Tang Wan shouted angrily.

Her palms were also sucked by Aunt Guan's heavenly spirit cover, and her arms exerted force several times, but she never broke free.

The sound of the wind in my ears became more and more terrible, and the sound of guns and shouts of killing sounded one after another. Judging from the chaotic sounds, the battle took place in a vast wilderness.

"In the end, we still didn't escape Sang Qinghong's stand-in game-" I became agitated.

If such a chaotic scene continues, Tang Wan and I will be in danger of our lives.

"Seniors, if you do this, it will be useless, and it will not be beneficial to you and me! History cannot be changed, and the world will not reverse reincarnation because of a person's life and death!" Tang Wan shouted.

Sang Qinghong didn't answer, but the suction was strengthening layer by layer, making Tang Wan and I unable to get out.

"Are you afraid?" Tang Wan turned his head with difficulty and stared at me deeply.

"Nope. I replied with one word.

"Okay, with your answer, even if the reincarnation is reversed, I will admit it. Tang Wan smiled and nodded.

Reincarnation is a very mysterious thing, and going back in time and time is the ultimate proposition in philosophy, cosmology, and physics. The two are idealism and materialism, which are difficult to combine organically. Once combined, it is equivalent to combining science and superstition into one, and it is impossible to speculate on what the result will be.

At this moment, Tang Wan's palms and the backs of my hands are close together, and the hearts of the two are also closely connected. In this case, even if they are wiped out together, it is the happiest ending for each other.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng" four sounds, someone in this corner of the hall struggled to pluck the strings of the guqin, the sound is sharp and high-pitched, with a high-spirited momentum like a cracked stone piercing the clouds. Only four sounds, and the wind in my ears was suppressed.

"Play a song for you, please listen to it for me. This song is far away from the south of the Yangtze River and goes directly to the north of the Saibei, and the lyrics are called "Fixing the Storm". A beautiful woman's voice sounded leisurely.

Sang Qinghong's voice came with the sound of the wind, extremely sad and indignant, but the woman's voice came together with the sound of the guqin, thick and charming, hyperactive and elegant. The two made a judgment, and the latter stiffly compared Sang Qinghong.

"Get out of here - don't spoil me!" Sang Qinghong raised his strength, and the volume increased tenfold, burrowing into my left ear drum, causing a roar.

Later, the woman did not answer, and the sound of the piano was released high and low, the main key of the left hand, the auxiliary key of the right hand, the harmony of the left and right, the concert of yin and yang, entered my right ear, and it sounded extremely pleasant.

At first, the sound of the wind tried its best to resist the sound of the piano, but after half a minute, the sound of the wind was firmly suppressed. Every note played by the guqin becomes an anchor point, and finally weaves into an invisible web of music, killing the wind completely.

In the end, Sang Qinghong disappeared along with the wind, and Tang Wan's hands and I also left the Heavenly Spirit Gai of Aunt Guan, retreated, and were liberated.

"Thank you, senior. I clenched my fist at the place where the voice came from.

The sound came from the upper right corner of the freezer, which was exactly where Tang Wan's eyes were at first.

Although the woman had only spoken a few words, I had already identified her as Qingdao Han, who had been to the old mansion.

No one answered, and the drawer in the upper right corner didn't move. If you look closely, a few very fine wisps of smoke float out of the cracks in the drawers, pausing in the air and never dissipating with the wind.

"Worship God with a stick of incense. Tang Wan bowed deeply to the smoke, "Thank you, senior, for saving your life." ”

I have seen this kind of smoke spectacle from Mrs. Guan, and when Mrs. Guan lit incense to worship ghosts and gods, and looked at incense to ask for good luck, she also said the phrase "worship God with a stick of incense".

"Thank you, seniors, for saving your life. I bowed with Tang Wan with my heart.

The smoke suddenly changed, as if the strings had been wiped by the player's hand, bending and vibrating, emitting a series of fine, scattered notes. Then the smoke dispersed silently, never to be found.

"Mountains and seas worship the gods with a stick of incense, and life and death will never be hurt - Qingdao Han family, amazing!" Tang Wan straightened up, looked at the place where the smoke had dispersed, and showed admiration on his face.

"It turned out that there were masters present, and I knew it earlier...... I didn't have to be ugly if I knew I wouldn't have to. The ghost bodhisattva, who hadn't spoken for a long time, said curtly.

Tang Wan shook his head: "Elder, the Han family is as powerful as the Han family, but the 'Mirror Room' that you have created in the past ten years is also a leader in the thaumaturgical world. ”

As soon as the word "mirror room" was mentioned, the ghost bodhisattva's face suddenly glowed, straightened his waist, and nodded again and again.

I don't know where Sang Qinghong went, but I felt pity for her.

Her body is no longer buried, and only her soul lives alone, carrying the burden of "changing her life against the sky" in a state of nothingness, fighting alone, trying to win a battle that is impossible to win. Such a person, clinging to the point of madness, and not changing his mind about life and death, is not only worthy of pity, but also worthy of admiration.

Tang Wan walked over, pinched the lock on the drawer, looked at it, and let it go.

"I'll open it!" the Oni Bodhisattva walked over as well, took out a large bunch of keys from his pocket, chose one, and poked it in the keyhole a few times, and the lock popped open with a click.

The drawer was used to store the corpse, and Han's voice and smoke came from it just now, so it must be empty inside.

As I expected, when the Oni Bodhisattva pulled out the drawer, it was empty.

"Nothing, except—" The Ghost Bodhisattva reached in and pulled it back, pinching a pinch of white incense ash on the tips of his thumb and forefinger.

"It's incense ash. Tang Wan whispered, "The Han family's 'incense viewing technique' is an ancient mystery, a lot of things can happen in the time of a stick of incense, I heard that as long as the people of the Han family start to light incense, everything that happens in this stick of incense will be controlled by them in all aspects, and no one will have a chance to win." ”

There are a lot of folk rumors about "seeing incense", and the most popular is the "incense spectrum" that deduces the good luck and evil by the level of the three incense sticks.

In Jinan, the lowest level of the "incense spectrum" is the 24 styles, and after ordinary people burn incense and worship, they can roughly understand whether their wishes can be fulfilled. Among the most common incense types, "Taishan incense" means "Taishan town house, warding off evil spirits without worry", "peace incense" means "entering and exiting safely, smooth and smooth", and "ingots incense" means "eight directions into wealth, ingots surplus warehouse". Burning incense and praying for blessings is one thing that every household in Jinan will do, and in the same way, every household will place a "incense book" in front of the Buddha's seat, and inquire at any time, which is extremely pious.

As far as I know, when it comes to the Yin and Yang people like Guan Da Niang, the "incense spectrum" they use is at least one hundred and eight styles, and each incense type corresponds to a detail in life, so they can accurately predict the future and point out the direction to the diviner.

Qingdao Han's "incense viewing technique" is no longer a super thaumaturgy that ordinary people can understand, not only can divination auspiciousness, but also can destroy the city, break the formation of others, and determine the life and death of others. I have learned this from the battle in which Guqin repelled Sang Qinghong just now.

Tang Wan kept frowning until I walked over, and then said to myself: "Has the Qingdao Han family already laid out here? Is this game Sang Qinghong's game or the Han family's game? We are in the game, have we been playing the chess pieces that the master holds at his fingertips when he makes a move? This is really not good, not good, not good......

I looked into the drawer, and there were seven small piles of incense ashes arranged in a straight line, each half an inch in diameter.

Judging from the total amount of incense ash, each small pile is exactly the volume of a tower incense after it is burned out.

That is to say, when Tang Wan and I were trapped by Sang Qinghong's stand-in game, the seven pagoda incense sticks that Qingdao Han had ambushed here in advance began to spontaneously combust, and the extremely beautiful woman surnamed Han used smoke as the strings to kill Sang Qinghong who was fighting back with a song "Fixing the Storm".

Everything is as precise as computer control, and what is even more mysterious is that the woman surnamed Han did not show up at all, and ended the battle effortlessly. In this way, her attainments in "seeing incense" are thousands of times more than that of the official lady.

"If you have the chance, you must ask this senior for advice. Tang Wan said again.

I nodded, took a tissue from my pocket, laboriously gathered the ashes, wrapped them and put them back in my pocket.

The funeral home is an unclean place, the woman surnamed Han saved us, and the only thing I can do is to keep these incense ashes and sprinkle them in another clean place.

Tang Wan turned to the Ghost Bodhisattva: "Elder, I believe you also feel it, there are other secrets hidden in the body of the official lady. If you can send it to your 'mirror room' for deeper research, you're bound to make a big discovery, right?"

The ghost bodhisattva coughed twice, as if he was a little embarrassed.

Tang Wan added: "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Aunt Guan lives alone, you can study her carefully without any interference-"

As for the "Mirror Room", I remember seeing it in a piece of science and technology news before, which is a huge physical structure developed by the high-tech elite and folk thaumaturgical masters in cooperation with the high-tech elite of Shandong University, and its scientific and technological content is absolutely leading in the world. In that news, the "mirror room" was compared to the European-made Large Hadron Collider, and the two were called "the two major human accelerators of the 21st century".

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