In fact, this is also an unusual thing.

In this world, there are many taboos for mortals. For example, don't talk about ghosts and gods at night, and don't worship anything in the form of a human being.

Because after talking and worshipping for a long time, I have the power of willingness. When the power of desire is strong enough, it may attract the "Yin God" - the so-called "evil spirit".

"Yin God" is not a god, but generally refers to something that does not belong to human beings and has some mana and spiritual power. It may be a wild ghost wandering in the yang world, or a spirit that has just opened its mind. You don't know if it's going to be good or bad, it's a nuisance after all.

A place like the Sanhekou Dragon King Temple, where incense is flourishing, is naturally a good place for the Yin God. The ninth prince is dead, and the aura on the clay sculpture in this temple has dissipated. Mortals can't feel it, and they still come to worship, but the yin god can know - there is no owner here.

But even so......

Cats and dogs don't dare to possess themselves casually and occupy the position of gods—because in the past, this place belonged to the dragon son and the dragon king of Weishui.

- I don't know if it's just because the dragon son is not satisfied with the offering and receives spiritual power.

Or even if the dragon son is no longer there, then there will be equally powerful demons and spirits to compete for this treasure land. But anyone who is not sober-minded will not be eager to come here and make himself the target of public criticism.

However......

But it was occupied.

Li Yunxin turned into a moon-white scribe shirt and wore it, and stood in front of the temple for a while with a folding fan of tears and bamboo bones in his hand, shook his head slightly, and laughed in his heart.

As a divine beast, it can barely be regarded as the same kind of demon, so it can be very sensitive to distinguish some breaths.

For example, he knew that the spiritual power on the statues in this temple should belong to a water tribe. The path is not high, but it is not low either. Measured by the standards of the monks—the pinnacle of the Void. This thing did not deliberately hide its power, as if it was demonstrating triumphantly.

He is now at the pinnacle of the transformation realm - the original Nine Princes must be more than that, but after all, he is the new "i.e.e." dragon son. The yang energy of 300,000 Weicheng people and the thirty-seven incense wishes shaped his Dharma body, which was actually enough.

He was now a big wooden barrel that could hold a lot of water, a lot of incense, and he wouldn't be as miserable and worried about his life as he used to be—but there wasn't much water in it.

It requires offerings, faith, and willingness. But this is a period of time that has to be dormant for a while...... Wait until he finds someone who carries the pot.

I didn't want to have a pillow delivered to me.

Li Yunxin didn't go inside, planning to wait.

Wait for something else to test his hypothesis.

At this time, it was after noon, and it was the best time for this thousand miles of cave scenery. If you go further by boat, you will see the vast surface of the water, although it is indeed magnificent, but it is boring to see it for a long time. Further back, there is only Weishui with mountains on both sides, and it is always inferior to here-

Where the three rivers converge, the flow is slow. Looking ahead, you can see the vast Dongting Lake, and there are beautiful and upright Jun Mountain and Wei Mountain on both sides. It is both majestic and beautiful, which can be described as beautiful.

Therefore, the scribes sitting in the wooden pavilion were in high spirits, and their voices grew louder.

Li Yunxin waited for a while, and when he saw that someone was pouring wine, he almost spilled it outside the cup, and then opened the folding fan with a snap, and walked over while shaking it gently.

Is there anyone in this world who doesn't love faces? He has a pleasant face, and he speaks just right. So he arched his hand and said a few witty remarks, and the four drunken scribes took him for an interesting scholar and invited him to sit down with him.

Originally, the four poor sours came out with their own cups, and there were no etiquette rules. took another small cup from the bamboo basket on the table and filled it for Li Yun's heart, and then began to make some nonsense poems again.

Li Yunxin didn't have the heart to "move the literary world", so he had to be responsible for clapping his hands. It was only when the four had run out of ink in their stomachs and the topic had cooled down that he asked if there were any anecdotes in the vicinity.

Of course, it's very fun to encounter this kind of topic in the cold field - drunken bragging is a man's biggest hobby, and there is no one.

So these four said the same thing—just this month, it spread all over Egret Continent.

More than 100 families live on Egret Island, but it is not a village, but a town - Egret Town.

Because there are always many tourists coming and going, this town with only one long street does more business of teahouses, hostels, and restaurants. There is a scholar in the west of the town, surnamed Du, named Zi Yu, and twenty years old. There is also a younger sister, Nako Fuji.

Originally, the family was quite wealthy, and his father was a coppersmith in the town. But because his ancestors had been a scholar, he was not asked to inherit the craft after the eldest son was born, but to read.

This Du Zizai is smart, but he is an idle person. At the age of fifteen, after he was a child, he did not want to make progress, and spent his days mingling with the idlers in the town, and proclaimed himself a merry scribe. So when he was nineteen years old, he had not yet married a wife, but both of his parents were sick. After a year of exhausting the family's money, he died suddenly, leaving only him and his sister.

Du Sheng is lazy, but his sister Du Ziteng is hardworking. went to Weicheng to work as a cook for a wealthy businessman, and she could have enough food and clothing for three meals, and occasionally helped her brother.

In the middle of the family, Du Zizai had the idea of going to school, planning to study hard to gain fame. Therefore, he sold his family property and moved to a small courtyard in the west of the town, where he closed himself every day and only studied.

So last month, a strange thing happened.

Du Zichao's savings have to cope with the cost of pen, ink and paper, and they have to be kept for next year's exam, so it is very economical to use. He usually eats two meals, and only eats three meals every New Year's Day, and most of them are coarse grains such as corn cakes and cereal rice.

But he said that in winter, Du Zichun walked on the street and saw someone selling salted fish. I couldn't hold back my greed, so I couldn't bear the pain and bought a strip and hung it on the beam of the house. When it was hung up, he would not eat. At the time of each meal, the salted fish is untied and put on the plate, and after eating a mouthful of coarse grain cakes, you will lick the salted fish and eat with that salty taste.

In this way, this salted fish was "eaten" by him for half a year, and it was completely complete.

But by last month, the salted fish was gone. Du Sheng was distressed, but he still couldn't figure it out - how did this salted fish not exist?

When you sleep, the doors and windows are closed, and there are no cats or rats in the house. When I woke up, the rope was fine, but the salted fish on the beam was gone.

After sighing in distress, he read and wrote as usual, and fell asleep at night.

But when he was about to fall asleep in the middle of a dream this night, he vaguely heard someone under the bed calling him: "...... Du Sheng, Du Sheng!"

He just thought he was dreaming and ignored it.

But the next night I heard the same cry again. Then he sobered up and listened attentively. But I heard the voice gradually become clearer, and it came from under the bed - "Du Sheng, Du Sheng, I died so miserably!"

This Du Ziza was completely sleepy. Jumping out of bed, running to the wall, drawing his sword, he lifted the curtain and looked under the bed - but there was nothing. On the second day, he gave up some money and invited the temple of the Dragon King Temple at the mouth of the Sanhekou to come to his house to exorcise evil spirits. The Taoist priest came, sprinkled some water, and performed a ritual with a peachwood sword, and then said some vague words and left.

By this night, Du Zichun didn't hear the sound and fell asleep unconsciously.

But I had a dream.

I dreamed of a middle-aged scribe who claimed to be Dongting Jun. He said that the salted fish was his daughter, but it was a small carp. Because he offended the dragon, he was beaten back to his original form by the dragon and put in Dongting Lake to fend for himself. Later, it was caught by fishermen and made into salted fish, which was bought by Du Zizai.

The little carp died a miserable death as a spirit, and the body could not be buried, so a resentment gathered so that the soul was always attached to the salted fish. When Du Ziyu licked her every day and gave her popularity every day, she gradually recovered her mana.

Yesterday, he told Dong Tingjun where he was, and today his father came to him.

Dong Tingjun said to Du Sheng that he could dig under his bed. If you dig up a salted fish, you will raise it with clean water for three days, and then take the salted fish to the Dongting Lake in one day and one night, and turn it over three times.

Du Sheng had this dream, and when he woke up, he went to dig under the bed, and sure enough, he saw a salted fish—the one that had been hanging on the beam before.

So he did as he was told, and after three days he went to the lake with the salted fish in his hand, and turned over the ......

The salted fish turned into a big red-scaled carp and jumped into the water! Nodding at him three times, he went into the water and disappeared.

That night, the Dongting Jun came to him in a dream, saying that Du Sheng had a great favor with him, and after three days, there would be heavy thanks-

Even today.

Du Sheng said this with the same person, but the person only said that he laughed and had hysteria. Na Du Sheng was not annoyed, and only said that he could come to his house tonight to watch, so that he could know that what he said was true.

Li Yunxin blinked when he heard this.

It's interesting.

Because of the name Dongtingjun......

It doesn't sound like a cat or a dog.

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On the shelves in the early morning, friends!!