Next to the wing house in the backyard of Jiuli Temple, in a somewhat simple courtyard, piles of small mountain-shaped white debris are piled up on the ground, emitting bursts of burnt incense under the scorching midday sun.

Under the shack not far away, a middle-aged man in a short coat was sleeping with his hands on his pillows.

This person is in his thirties, his figure does not look strong, his square face has slightly sunken cheeks, and a pair of big ears are quite eye-catching.

In a room not far from him, puffs of white smoke were rising from the chimney, as if something was boiling in the house.

At this moment, a fat old man in a red robe stepped into the gate of the hospital, looked around the courtyard, did not continue to step in, and coughed in his mouth.

His cough suddenly made the square-faced middle-aged man who was sleeping in the shack tremble and woke up.

After the middle-aged man saw the appearance of the visitor with a somewhat worried gaze, he suddenly woke up completely, and said with a smile on his face: "The little one has seen the abbot. Why did you come here today, the cypress trees are drying at the moment, and there is a bit of a mess, so I would have cleaned it up if I had known. ”

The fat old man glanced at Wu Sang meaningfully from the corner of his eyes, and then said, "Wu Sang, you can make incense while you can sleep at the same time, it's quite comfortable?" ”

"Let the abbot smile, you can rest assured, the small ones don't dare to say anything else, but I have made this incense since I was a child, and I can really make it with my eyes closed." Usan said with a grin.

"Humph! Look at your sloppy appearance, if it weren't for your father's face, how would I allow you to be here and provide you with food and drink? The fat old man snorted and said angrily.

"Isn't this still owed a lot of incense in the temple, I live in the temple to make incense under your old nose to offset the account, don't you rest assured!" Uzan scratched his head and said with some embarrassment.

"It's good that you kid remember! There is still half a month to be the annual canine tooth god sacrifice, remind you not to drop the chain for me at this time, give me a good incense during this time, without my permission, you can't leave this courtyard for half a step. The fat old man changed his words and said.

"Ahh......h Lord Abbot, I will definitely make this incense according to the amount to ensure that it will not affect the sacrifice, but this grounding here is too unauthentic! In the past six months, I have not paid less incense. Uzan shouted.

"What a noise! To tell you the truth, there are people looking for you in the temple now, and I have someone to hide it for you. I don't care how much debt you owe outside before, if you provoke right and wrong into the temple, don't blame me for not being merciful! The fat old man snapped.

"What, am my tracks exposed? It's impossible! Uzan jumped at once.

"Young man, do it yourself!" After the fat old man dropped this sentence, he threw away his sleeves.

"Phew! The old thing said that it sounded good, but it didn't fancy my incense-making skills, and I raised the price of incense here while my shop in Tiehu Town was gone! I'm also a ghost, if it weren't for the secret collusion between you and the lard residue back then, I escaped according to the path he recommended, how could I be caught by you? When the fat old man had gone a little farther away, Usang pointed to the courtyard and scolded in a low voice.

After a few words of scolding, Uzan yawned and walked under the shack again, ready to continue to sleep.

As a result, before he could lie down, there was a soft cough behind him.

"Why do you ...... old man" Usan suddenly felt a stir, and secretly complained in his heart, worried that his curse would be heard by the fat old man.

As a result, when he looked back, he saw that there was a handsome young man in a green robe and less than twenty years old in the courtyard, looking at him with a smile.

"You...... Who sent you? What are you doing! Let me tell you, this is the Nine Mile Temple, as long as I scream, someone will come immediately! Wusang's brain turned quickly, and combined with the words of the fat old man before, he immediately thought of something.

"Usan, huh? Don't be nervous, you and I have never met, and I am not here to collect debts. Yuan Ming explained kindly.

"You are from the Central Plains, I don't know you, and I really have never owed money to the Central Plains. So what are you here for, and how do you know I'm here? Wu Sang looked at Yuan Ming again with a vigilant face, and his heart was slightly relieved.

"I heard about Mr. Wusang's name in Iron Tiger Town, and I know that you are good at making incense, so I came to visit. As for your whereabouts, as long as you are still in this temple, I have my own way to know, and you can think of it as the guidance of the dog god. Yuan Ming smiled.

"The only person who knows that I'm here in Iron Tiger Town may be the lard residue of the Shanhe Gambling House, did you find out from him?" Usan asked.

"yes, I really worked hard to get your news from him." Yuan Ming said with a smile.

"Do you really want to learn how to make incense? Seeing that you are not short of money, although incense is more expensive these days, it is not difficult to buy. Wu Sang looked at Yuan Ming with an incredulous gaze, still a little unconvinced.

"Since Yuan asked you for advice, I should make it clear that I studied incense making because I wanted to make incense sticks similar to this one." Yuan Ming groaned slightly, took out the last black incense, and handed it over.

Usang took the black incense stick, looked at it carefully, put it under his nose and sniffed it gently.

"I can't see anything special about this incense, and the smell is not much different from ordinary incense, so it shouldn't be difficult to imitate." He looked up at Yuan Ming and said.

Hearing this, Yuan Ming was not only happy, but a little disappointed.

This black incense must be unusual, otherwise it would not trigger the incense burner, you know, he has tried hundreds of incense during this time, and even dozens of them are almost identical in appearance.

"Please take a closer look and see if you can see the ingredients for this black incense?" Yuan Ming was a little unwilling and continued to ask.

"The incense in southern Xinjiang is mostly based on cypress, supplemented by spices such as spicy wood and Dongkui, and the color is mainly yellow and red, but such black incense is rare, in my experience, only the Tali area in the whole southern Xinjiang has this kind of black incense, did Xiaoyou buy this root there?" Hearing this, Uzan frowned, looked carefully for a moment, and then looked up and asked.

"I found it in the incense burner of a ruined ancient temple that I found by chance, and I can't find the same one anymore." Yuan Ming smiled slightly bitterly.

"Do you remember what that censer looked like? What kind of gods are enshrined in the temple? Based on this, it may be possible to know which ethnic group is worshipping, and then deduce some clues. Usan asked, looking a little disappointed.

Yuan Ming glanced at Wu Sang and briefly described the shape of the incense burner, which he didn't need to hide.

As for the Tai Chi pattern on the incense burner, as well as other patterns, they are omitted.

"From what you said, I still can't analyze anything, it seems that I have to start with this incense and study it carefully, it will take a lot of effort, the canine tooth god sacrifice is half a month later, and I've been a little busy recently." Uzan frowned and said with some embarrassment.

"Mr. Usan is too careful, this is a little meaning, not a respect." Yuan Ming took out a small cloth bag and stuffed it into Wusang's arms.

There was a crisp sound between the movement of the cloth bag, which was the sound of copper and silver coins colliding.

Uzan took the cloth bag and looked at it, a little surprised, then smiled and said:

"Our family has liked to study for generations, otherwise it would not be possible to become an incense maker for a hundred years! Although I am busy, I still can't slack off, especially this special black fragrance, which piqued my interest. However, the ugly words are ahead, there are countless incense sticks in the world, and after all, the energy under the world cannot reach the sky, if you can't imitate this black incense in the end, don't blame it. ”

"With Mr. Ussan's qualifications, if you do your best, I believe there will be a breakthrough. If I can really imitate the black fragrance I want, I have another thanks. Yuan Ming smiled slightly and said.

"Xiaoyou is such a cheerful person! Rest assured, do your best under yourself. Usang laughed heartily and said in high spirits.

"There is also your method of making incense, can you also point out." Yuan Ming showed a smile on his face and asked again.

"That's a trivial matter, I'll take the time to point you out tomorrow. It's just that making incense is cumbersome, and it can't be learned for many years, so Xiaoyou still lives in the temple, so that I can teach you incense. Usan said.

"It's all according to Mr. Ussan." Yuan Ming naturally had no opinion, and said with a bow.

"That black incense, I want to take a little bit and study the ingredients." Before leaving, Uzan spoke.

"Absolutely."

As a result, after he agreed, he suddenly found that this seemingly ordinary black incense could not be broken at all under his force.

He had to go out and use his mana in a no-man's land, so he finally managed to get a small piece of black incense, which was reluctant to be long, and he was afraid that it was too little to analyze.

He carefully wrapped it in white paper, returned to the courtyard, and handed it to Ussan.

After Yuan Ming said goodbye to Wusang, he came to a row of side rooms on the east side, which was where the people in the temple lived, and after inquiring, he found that there were still a few empty houses.

He rented one and sat on the bed in the wing, looking out the window.

Although it took a lot of time, the matter of searching for incense has been regarded as some eyebrows so far.

Although Usan is not very reliable, it is better than running around like a headless fly, and at the very least, he can first learn the incense-making process that his family is proud of, and he can also explore more purposefully from the source.

He made up his mind and sat directly cross-legged and operated the Nine Yuan Formula.

The worldly heaven and earth aura is much thinner than that of Biluo Cave, but he can still cultivate, and he is not willing to waste any time.

On the morning of the second day, Usan arrived as promised, holding a few worn-out books in his arms.

Since he knew that Yuan Ming was not a debt collector, he naturally found a way to lift his grounding.

"Here are a few books on incense, you can read more and have a general understanding of incense making. I'm going to sell these books for money, ten copper coins each," Usan said.

"Okay, I've bought it all. What progress has been made on the black incense? Yuan Ming gave the money and took the book and asked.

(End of chapter)