"Dao Chief, please tell the Stove God, I am studying now, preparing to enter the school, there is a township examination in September, I hope that the middle school will be a child before this, and it is best to get a show talent in the township examination. Speaking of this, he said in a low voice: "Father, before I died, I always hoped that I could take the test and make a name for myself, and glorify the lintel, and now there is the god of the stove to help me enlighten, I want to ......"

"Yes, it is what your father wanted, and you will do your best to do it. ”

Dongfang Huan patted him on the shoulder, which was relieved, and squinted at the top of Hao Shiduo's head.

Everyone has three flames representing Fu Lushou on their heads and shoulders, Hao Shiduo is different, there is a clear light above his head, and there is a little red breath in the clear light.

Qingguang is the spirit of culture, and it is also the righteousness of Haoran.

In this land, being an official is closely related to the scientific examination, and the scientific examination is a child, a talent, a lifter, a champion and so on.

"The Fengshen Division is under the control of the imperial court and the three schools of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, and is directly related to the imperial court. Looking at Hao Shiduo's stable crimson line of willingness, Dongfang Huan then thought: "If you have someone in the court, it will be much more convenient to have many things. I can't be confined to this Dingjun Village, so I will definitely deal with the people of the Fengshen Division in the future, and there are people above who are easy to do. ”

What's more, this person is still his most firm "dead letter".

After encouraging Hao Shiduo, Dongfang Huan came to the ancestral hall at the back of the village.

It was still a black door full of iron nails, the door was closed, and after looking at the plaque, Dongfang Huan pushed the door and wanted to go in to have a look, but found that the door was tied from the inside.

Is there a bolt door inside? Does that mean it's really inhabited?

After a little hesitation, Dongfang Huan knocked on the door, he was really curious about the inside.

Just for the huge desire to linger in it, gathering but not dispersing, he was extremely eager to go in.

The door opened, and a hunchbacked old man more than half a person tall walked out, Dongfang Huan said that he wanted to go in and have a look, the old man pointed to his ears and shook his hand, it turned out to be a deaf and dumb old man.

Dongfang Huan said well, and the deaf and dumb old man waved his hand desperately.

Well, it seems that if you don't understand this, you can't speak, you can't communicate.

"Well, old man, you're lucky to have met me. "Dongfang Huan, as the god of the stove, is in charge of the evil in the house, and it is easy to get rid of diseases and strengthen the body.

After consuming three wishes, Dongfang Huan's fingertips gave birth to a trace of white smoke and pointed at the old man.

This white smoke is called "to the bad incense", has the effect of strengthening the body, dispelling illness and prolonging life, he used to use this incense mixed into the meal, bless those who worship him with affection for the body is strong, the spirit is refreshing, and the life is 100 years old.

But said that the old man smelled the incense, a pair of cloudy eyes were like tears raining down, after a moment to wipe away the tears, his eyes became clear, he hugged his fists and bowed to Dongfang Huan and knelt down directly: "Immortals!

The wrinkles on his face were instantaneous, and Zou who was laughing happily became a chrysanthemum.

It turns out that this old man is not only deaf and dumb, but also dizzy!

After Dongfang Huan asked him to get up and explained his intentions, the old man hurriedly invited Dongfang Huan to enter and closed the door.

Dongfang Huan is in this big mansion, looking left and right, his eyes are about to shine like stars, and this mansion is full of wishing power!

It's all over the house!

Dongfang Huan shook his spirits, and immediately absorbed all of them, even if he couldn't absorb a few hundred ways, it was enough, but when he tried it, he found that these wishes didn't feel anything for him, like a passer-by who was like a stranger.

How so?

Dongfang Huan thought about it, as if he had thought of something, and his eyes lit up.

"I see, the worship needs to have a corresponding object, and the wish power is naturally the corresponding object, and the person who is enshrined in this house is not me, so I don't have it anyway, it's a pity. Dongfang Huan took a breath of cold air, tsk, it really hurts, it hurts, so much incense, if you can catch it, you can grab a few handfuls and get it.

It's a pity, it's a pity, I can't get any of it!

"Who is enshrined in this mansion?" asked Dongfang Huan.

"Here, this is a place to worship the village elders of Dingjun Village, who are all people with good virtue and good reputation during their lifetimes, and the village chiefs of previous generations are also enshrined in it. You have also seen the immortals, this place is called the ancestral hall, which is naturally the place where we Dingjun Village is worshipped as the foundation, every day of the Yuan lamp, Chongyang and other days, the whole village will be held here, regardless of men, women and children have to come to the field to incense. ”

The two walked while talking, and walked to a room with the door open, with all kinds of spirit cards in it, and a lantern erected, and pointed to a large stone tripod road in the open space in front of the door.

"This is the big tripod that our village people have used for incense for many years. ”

Dongfang Huan glanced at the interior of the ancestral hall, and after the old man said, his gaze shifted to the tripod, and he took a closer look before he realized that this tripod was different.

But I looked up and down, but I didn't find any difference.

So he urged Fu Zhao to open his eyes and take a look, only to find that this tripod was the core of the entire ancestral hall!

"No wonder ......," Dongfang Huan muttered.

He understood that this tripod was the center of this house, and the villagers offered incense, and the power of wish spread throughout the courtyard through this tripod, but it gathered but did not disperse, and could not escape, so after each sacrifice, the power of wish here would become more and more.

But this is not what Dongfang Huan is really curious about.

What he really felt peculiar was that this tripod was the key to the existence of the courtyard, and there was a certain connection between this tripod and the courtyard, so that when there was an invasion of external evil, all the wills would be concentrated to form a barrier to protect the yard.

It's a formation all the way.

Speaking of formations, when he was on duty in the Heavenly Court, he only admired one person, that was the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, or he could be called the Blue Emperor, the Eastern Relief Taiyi Tianzun, etc., this old immortal's understanding of the formation method is not only profound and unique, but also has created a lot of formations in front of the primitive-level gods such as Taishang Laojun, and even Taishang Laojun is refreshing.

This one of the Six Emperors of Heaven is the person Dongfang Huan admires the most.

As one of the six royals, without the slightest severance, he is kind and gentle, Dongfang Huan is not familiar with the magic circle, and often gags with him to play chess and drink, such a thing is more, and under his influence, he also knows a little about the magic circle.

If he is not mistaken, the arrangement in this ancestral hall should be a small Zhou Tian no leakage magic circle.

In his impression, everyone in Heavenly Court knew the formation more or less, and there were not a few who knew the formation, but there were only a few who were proficient in the formation.

To arrange this simple small Zhou Tian no leakage array, it does not mean that you can arrange it if you know the formation.

Dongfang Huan was dumbfounded for a while, he didn't expect that there was such a strange ancestral hall in this small Dingjun Village, and there was even a set of such magic circles in this ancestral hall.

This magic circle runs on the power of willingness, and the stronger the will, the stronger it will be.

The only advantage of this circle is that it will only be activated and consumed when the external evil invades, and there is nothing equal to nothing on weekdays.

"This ancestral hall doesn't look ordinary, Poor Dao can't imagine that there will be such an ancestral hall in the small Dingjun Village. Dongfang Huanruo sighed deeply, he wanted to hang the old man.

As soon as he said this, the old man's eyes lit up, and his words became excited.

Dongfang Huan's expression tightened, and he listened carefully.