Kemao City is not big, but the way of incense is extremely prosperous.

As soon as you stepped on the riverbank, surrounded by dense forests, you saw a temple with red walls and blue tiles, and the town was on the waterside, and you could faintly hear the chanting of monks.

Dozens of steps along the riverbank path, quiet retreat, bustling.

Buildings of different styles, located on the banks of the river, change with the change of terrain, seemingly random and messy, but with a different kind of natural beauty.

On the corner of the cornice, there are five crests and six beasts, with interlaced canine teeth, provocative and angry!

Under the building, there is a steady flow of people.

The porter who carries the goods, the lathe who pushes the cart, and the merchant who walks the streets...... It's more of a boatman and sailor.

The air was filled with the smell of sweat and aquatic products, as well as ...... The smell of incense.

Rao is Mo Chuan was quite well-informed, and he was also stunned by the complicated beliefs of Kemao City.

Looking at the refining of the gods' imperial qi, the city is like walking water, and the incense is like a rolling smoke, and it goes straight to the sky.

Zhenjiang Wangye Temple, Qiaosheng Immortal Master Hall, Liang's Ancestral Hall, Hedu Temple, Guiren Temple, Guanyin Temple, Hetan Niangniang Shrine...... Large and small temples and ancestral halls are blooming everywhere.

It is an exaggeration to say that it is a temple with five steps and a temple with three steps.

But on one street, there are two incense doors, which is absolutely modest.

Mo Chuan walked around, looking at the boatman who was unkempt and dirty, and was covered with the smell of mud on the river beach, and suddenly understood a little in his heart.

The people on the boat are only on the boat, and they dare to present it.

Only should be beachhead temple, relying on this cow wine.

Kemao City is the end of the Chengye River, but it is the East Yu River, and the merchant ships that set sail here will face more dangers, so how can they not panic?

It can be said that praying to God and worshiping Buddha is already the cheapest medicine to calm the hesitation in the heart.

After all, it is suffering that gives birth to faith!

Mo Chuan shook his head, chose a temple, offered an incense, and when he turned his head, he saw a gray-clothed old man walking over and making a salute:

"Fellow Daoists, all goodness! Poor Dao Yunhe, dare to ask Dao friends what to call them?"

"Poor Dao Mingchen, I will be fortunate to meet you!" Mo Chuan returned the salute.

Yun and Lao Dao exchanged pleasantries for a while, and then asked Mo Chuan what he meant.

Mo Chuan bluntly said that when you passed by, when you walked in the Chengye River, you seemed to have seen demons, so he came to inquire.

"There is a lot of incense on the bank of the Chengye River, and Daoyou Xu mistook which ghost fairy narcissus is mistaken!" Yun and Lao Dao laughed when they heard this.

"Really? Then dare to ask which immortal in Chengye River, who is as big as a temple, but can overturn the boat and fall into the river?" Mo Chuan persistently asked.

"This ......"

Yun and Lao Dao showed a little hesitation.

is different from Mo Chuan's lying habit, and regards the precepts of the Daomen as if there is nothing;

True cultivators, whether they are Taoists or Buddhists, are very taboo about lies.

The Tao is not deceitful, and the Buddha says falsehood.

"It's hard for Daoist friends to live in poverty. There are hundreds of large and small daffodils and ghosts on the banks of the Chengye River, and there are not many people who can capsize the boat and fall into the river. As for being as big as a temple? Mo Daoist Buddhism Sect Spells, some market tricks can also be done, so it's really hard to say."

Is it really hard to say? Still don't dare to say?

Mo Chuan was unhappy in his heart, but he didn't say anything in the end, and said, "Thank you for your advice!"

Yun and Lao Dao said again and again: "You're polite!"

….

After Mo Chuan saluted, he immediately turned around and left.

Then he visited several more temples, and the encounter was surprisingly consistent, and in the face of his questions, everyone was secretive, and they didn't care about anything else.

Although he has not deceived himself, it is better than a lie.

"It's a little interesting, just a water demon makes the cultivators all over the city jealous? Is this the overlord of the Chengye River, or has they already colluded with each other, formed an alliance, and sat down to collect incense?"

When Mo Chuan left the fourth ancestral hall and looked up at the city, his heart was full of thoughts.

He thought about it for a while, and found a random inn to stay in.

As soon as he entered the wing, he summoned the monk of the lamp grass.

"Master Dao, you call me."

The lamp grass monk, who had not come out for a long time to breathe, was so excited that he was excited.

Mo Chuan bowed his head and told him straight to the point: "You go and help Poor Dao inquire about something, remember, the local forces may collude and have been aware of it, be careful, if necessary, you can open the way with money."

As he spoke, he briefly introduced the matter of the water demon.

"The little monk takes the order, bothers the Taoist master, etc., the little monk will go back when he goes."

The monk of the lamp grass gave up, and then went out of the door and went out.

Seeing this, Mo Chuan walked to the window, opened the window, watched the sunset, and admired the prosperity of the city.

I was not worried about the actions of the Lamp Grass Monk in my heart.

Snakes have snake paths, rats have rat paths.

The monk of Dengcao has always been timid, and most of the objects of inquiry are not into the stream, and the value is not great, but when summed up, clues can still be found.

Sure enough, when the moon was in the middle of the sky, the monk of the lamp grass finally came.

"Master Dao, the little monk has inquired about the news you want."

The monk squeezed into the wing room through the crack in the door, and said with a face of invitation.

"Say."

"Yes, the little monk obeyed the decree of the Taoist master and did not dare to alarm the temple in the city, so he wandered around, and happened to meet the ghosts and immortals who came to him.

Mo Chuan didn't say anything, waited patiently, and waited for the monk of Dengcao to say the point.

"Listen to that ghost fairy, the water demon wandering back in the river is from Shuanglong Temple!"

"Ssangyongji?"

"Exactly! The little monk inquired, this Shuanglong Temple is located in Fengchao City in the upper reaches of the Chengye River, and almost exclusively occupies Fengchao incense, which is the biggest force in the Chengye River! It is said that not only this time, but every three or five years in previous years, there were water demons out of the temple and made waves. And then...... Every time Shuanglong Temple will send warrior monks to secretly eliminate demons."

The monk of the lamp grass said concisely, thinking, you humans can play.

No wonder the human race is booming, and how long the longevity of the demon clan is, it is also suppressed in the mountains and wilderness!

Mo Chuan was silent.

After a while, Yu Yu exhaled and said, "Good job."

With a wave of his hand, he put away the lamp grass monk.

Nothing was said all night.

In the early morning of the next day, Mo Chuan had breakfast, then checked out and left.

He came out of Kemao, seemed to go in the direction of the East Jade River, and when he was inaccessible, he immediately refined the gods and imperial qi, went upstream, and fled to Fengchao City.

When passing by the section of the ghost river, his heart moved, revealing his figure.

His thoughts swept over the sacrificial Dao furnace, and then he took out a dragon jade rune from the loot of the ownerless Daoist and stuck it on his nose.

As the rune spontaneously combusted without wind, countless scents suddenly poured into the nasal cavity.

Mo Chuan's face turned pale, and he almost vomited out of breakfast.

It's really a lot of dead fish and dead shrimp on the shore, and I usually feel a little fishy when I smell it at most.

Now that the sense of smell has been amplified by the Chonglong Jade Rune, this stench is simply not to mention.

However, compared to the rancid smell, the demonic aura that permeates the air for a long time is more compelling.

Go up again, and the demonic spirit is getting stronger and stronger.

Mo Chuan sighed:

"I underestimated the Dao Law of the world, although it is strong to refine the spirit into the void, but what I have seen is too complicated, but I can't peel off the cocoon!"

"It's this Chong Dragon Jade Rune, which specializes in the sense of smell, and it is a wonderful art of pursuit."

"It's a pity...... Use one less one."

After he sighed, he immediately escaped into the void again and rushed upstream.

Take a bite of sunshine