Chapter Twenty-Three: The Jar of Good and Evil?
Buzz ~ Buzz ~ Buzz ~
It was late at night, and this night, more than fifty homes in the village dedicated to the statue of the god of the stove became different, and the reason for all this was not anything else, but the idol they enshrined in the kitchen of the house.
The crimson light spread throughout the mansion in a blink of an eye......
A bright red light, in the moment when Fu Zhao was completed and the fortune was almost exhausted, gushed out from the Dongfang Huantian Spirit Cave, floating above his head, and from a distance, it turned out to be a big red robe!
The brand-new Fu Zhao fell back into Dongfang Huan's forehead, and Dongfang Huan's soul left his body at the same time and flew out from the top of his head.
When he flew out, Dongfang Huan put on this red robe, and the momentum on his whole body was even greater, and his hands were no longer empty, and there was an extra white bottle in his left hand.
This crimson robe originated from Fu Zhao, and it is the first piece of the "Heavenly Official God Costume" of the Stove God, which can enhance the power of the gods and put an end to demons.
As for this white bottle......
Dongfang Huan picked it up and looked at it, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it - this was the effect he had been looking forward to before!
As we all know, the folk have the stove god to hold the "good and evil jar", its effect is to weigh the good and evil of each family, and at the end of the year, the good and evil in the good and evil jar will be shaken out and counted, and reported to the Jade Emperor.
Actually, Dongfang Huan wants to say that this is purely ...... .
Heavenly Court is in charge of the next term, and the god of the stove guards the house and fools the mortals in the house, whether it is good or evil, reward or punishment, but it is all in his thoughts. Good and evil are big and small, if you have to report to the Jade Emperor for the slightest trivial, will the Jade Emperor still live? However, it is rumored that he has a pot of good and evil, which is a fact.
The Good and Evil Jar is equivalent to his magic weapon, and its utility is also directly related to Fu Zhao.
Now that he has just strengthened Fu Zhao once, wearing a divine robe, it is equivalent to being promoted once, and the white bottle in his left hand is the rumored "Good Jar", as for the "Evil Jar", he has not yet been able to summon it.
The real name of the good jar is "Fudehua Longtan", and the real name of the evil jar is "Demon Hunting Demon Tower".
Just by listening to the name, you can perceive the function of these two jars.
In the middle of the night, after Dongfang Huan's soul returned to its place, he took out a small white bottle and looked left and right.
This thing can usually be gathered in his talisman, and when he wants to move, whether it is the body of the soul or the body, it can be manifested in his hands.
"Your Excellency, are you alright?" Su Xingxiong and the tanuki rushed in.
"It's okay, it's okay, go and go, don't get in the way of the deity. Dongfang Huan held the bottle in his hand, his eyes looked around in the small thatched house, as if he was looking for something, Su Xingxiong wanted to come to help, but he pushed it away.
It didn't take long for Dongfang Huan's eyes to shine.
"Okay, that's you!"
Su Xingxiong and the tanuki glanced at each other, something is wrong with today's adults, one person and one cat saw Dongfang Huan talking to himself, and got out from under the bed, one hand seemed to be pinching something, and took a closer look.
The doubts in the eyes of one person and one cat were even more prevalent, and it turned out that the adult was holding a flying ant in his hand.
This kind of flying ant is shaped like an ant, blue-black, much larger than the average ant, with a pair of transparent wings on its back, able to fly freely, of course, the most important thing is that this kind of flying ant is poisonous, is the most annoying thing for the villagers on weekdays, once the skin is bitten, it will be red and swollen, and it will feel stinging when touched, and it is unbearable to itch without touching.
Ordinary people get bitten for at least three days to get better.
Although this kind of thing is powerful, it is easy to pinch to death, and it is not rare at all, why do adults want this thing?
Su Xingxiong saw that his adult was pinching this thing, and his eyes were about to release golden light, as if he had seen a supreme treasure.
This thing is simply a pest to others, but for Dongfang Huan, who has a "good jar", it is really not much different from the supreme treasure. In the past, in the heavenly court, there were immortals, birds and beasts everywhere, and the most garbage in it was put on this land, I am afraid that they could be dominant, as the king of the stove, but those immortal pets were not rare at all.
Just because he has this "pot of goodness".
If the function of this thing is somewhat similar to Guanyin's mutton fat jade net bottle, it has the power of igniting the wisdom and vitality of all things, but it is not as extensive as Guanyin's, and it can live and die all kinds of flesh and bones, and its biggest role is to help him cultivate all kinds of fairy pets, fairy grass, and the like.
Of course, in the past, Dongfang Huan used this to raise some flowers and plants.
He put the flying ant in the palm of his hand, and the palm naturally glowed with red divine light, and the divine light appeared, the flying ant did not dare to move the slightest, he carefully picked up the white bottle, urging Fu Zhao, and suddenly, Fu Zhao's three wishes dissipated, and at the same time, a drop of incomparably clear nectar flowed out of the white vial, and happened to fall on the flying ant, wrapping its whole body.
It looks as if it has turned into an amber.
"Huh?"
"Meow~"
Su Xingxiong and the tanuki glanced at each other, their eyes were blank, is this feeding ants to drink water?
But the next scene they saw made their eyes almost pop out - a pair of big teeth on the lower jaw of the flying ant moved, and the nectar wrapped around it was smaller, obviously eating a little of the nectar, and then a person and a cat saw that the body of the flying ant swelled rapidly!
No, not swelling, it's growth!
That's right, it's growth, a speed visible to the naked eye, an ant in an instant from the size of a sesame seed, to the size of a mung bean, and then the nectar that is still wrapped around its body is swallowed in one bite, and the mung bean-sized flying ant grows rapidly again, from the size of a mung bean to the size of a red bean, from the size of a red bean to the size of a soybean - finally, it grows to an inch in length before stopping.
This, this, this...... Is this still a flying ant?!
The flying ant paused in Dongfang Huan's palm for a long moment, the tentacles of his forehead trembled, and he danced in the air for a while, and finally his body moved, and the little head of an ant deflected towards Dongfang Huan.
The flying ant stood on its palms with four legs behind it, and the two legs in front were put together, and then, like a seesaw, its head clicked on Ao Yan's palm.
Three kneels and nine knocks!
"Is this flying ant a sperm?" Su Xingxiong said in shock.
"Meow ......" is obvious, and tanuki also thinks the same way.
Dongfang Huan faced the flying ant, and through Fu Zhao, a pure and flawless joy of pure gratitude reached his mind through Fu Zhao, which was the flying ant in front of him who was changed by the "nectar of creation" in the pot of goodness, and awakened his spiritual wisdom. If it is changed to normal cultivation, an ant that does not have a lifespan of even a year from spring to autumn, let alone practice, even if it is given another ten lifetimes, it will not be possible to cultivate spiritual wisdom.
Now, this flying ant has opened his mind, but it is all thanks to Dongfang Huan's thoughts.
"Well, yes, you have this kind of meeting, which can be regarded as a kind of creation given to you by the deity. Dongfang Huan nodded, and released the flying ant that had been "created" by spending three wishes.
The flying ant flapped its wings in the air, and soon disappeared in front of Dongfang Huan and the demented-looking man and cat.
It didn't take long for it to fly back again, and at the same time as the flying ant flew back, six of them were still holding a big thing under their feet.