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Daqian, Ping'an County, Anyuan Village.

Anyuan Village is the premier remote place in Ping'an County, surrounded by mountains, and the mountains are continuous and endless.

The west of Anyuan Village has the highest peaks and the most dense trees.

Because the villagers of Anyuan Village once found tigers in it, it was named Tiger Mountain.

And it is precisely because of the large number of fierce beasts and dense jungle in this Tiger Mountain that few tiger hunters go to hunt in Tiger Mountain.

There is a small temple halfway up the Tiger Mountain, because there are few people in the Tiger Mountain, it is not repaired, and it is already dilapidated.

It's night, and it's silent.

The moonlight is bright and bright, swaying in the Tiger Mountain, and the dilapidated small temple can be clearly seen through the bright moonlight.

The small temple is only nine feet square, the wall skin is mottled and peeled off, the green tiles are dilapidated and broken, and the temple door is also eaten by insects, as if it will be broken at any time.

Through the broken tiles of the roof, you can clearly see another part of the ruin in the temple.

The beams and pillars collapsed, the offering table was broken, dusty, and cobwebs were thick.

And in this small temple, there is a figure pacing and hovering inside, looking very anxious.

The man was dressed in a coarse cloth robe, with a delicate face, and looked no more than twenty years old, like a scholar.

Barren mountains and mountains, dilapidated small temples, young Confucian students, from time to time there are two sounds of insects wailing in the distance, everything looks so weird.

What's even more weird is that the moonlight shines on the young man's body, and it actually comes out of his body, and the young man has no shadow!

Whew.

Outside the temple gate, there were suddenly two sounds of fierce tigers roaring, followed by the sound of galloping footsteps.

"It's coming!" Qin Ze's face was overjoyed, and then he actually jumped into the statue and got into it.

With a squeak, the temple door was pushed open, and a sturdy man dressed in coarse linen entered.

The big man looked to be in his twenties, and his face was honest but very anxious and frightened.

The big man closed the temple door, and then sat on the ground panting, his red face and shrunken pupils could let people know the degree of fear in the heart of the big man!

"It's actually a sturdy man!" Qin Ze, who was hidden among the statues, observed secretly.

"This big man has a strong life, but now his spirit is tense and his mind is slack, but he can give it a fight!"

"No, I only have this one chance, I have to wait a little to be sure!"

Qin Zeqiang suppressed the desire in his heart, and under the urging of his thoughts, the roar of the tiger suddenly sounded again outside the temple gate.

Woohoo.

It was the sound of sharp claws slicing across the door panel, and it was hard to imagine how such a dilapidated small temple and such a decaying temple door could resist the might of the tiger.

The big man stood up suddenly, apparently startled by the sound of the tiger's roar.

Looking around, the big man looked at the dilapidated small temples around him, and cried bitterly.

"How can such a dilapidated small temple resist that tiger?" Niu San's heart was like ashes, and he seemed to have foreseen the end of his death.

"If it weren't for my lady, hey!"

Niu San sighed, but suddenly saw the statue in the temple.

The statue was roughly carved, and it could be faintly seen that it was a middle-aged man in a court robe, holding a treasure seal in his hand, majestic and unparalleled!

"Grandpa the mountain god is above, if he can bless me to escape from the tiger's mouth, he will definitely rebuild the temple and worship it every day!"

In desperation, the big man actually knelt down on the collapsed offering table and kowtowed in front of the statue of the mountain god.

In the midst of all thoughts, any seemingly stupid or absurd behavior is so natural!

At the time of life and death, as long as there is a glimmer of life, who wants to miss it?

The big man only felt that he had never been so religious in his life, kowtowing like pounding garlic, and his head clattered against the wooden offering table.

Qin Ze, who was hidden in the statue, was overjoyed, only to see that a white aura suddenly came out of the top of the three heads of the cow, which was included in Qin Ze's body.

"The incense faith is pure, and it is at this time to recover this son!"

Qin Ze was overjoyed, and he actually jumped again and pounced on the cow three.

Niu San kowtowed at this time and was dizzy, and his eyes were full of Venus, which was the time when his life was weak and his spirit was exhausted. But suddenly a bright light appeared in front of his eyes, illuminating the entire small temple of the mountain god.

"Could it be that the mountain god grandfather has appeared?" Niu San was puzzled, but he didn't dare to raise his head, so he couldn't stop kowtowing and praying.

"What is the believer's name, and where does he live?"

Suddenly, a majestic voice came into Niu San's ears.

"Aren't the immortals omniscient?" Niu San was puzzled, but he didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly replied respectfully, "The little one's name is Niu San, and his family lives in Anyuan Village under the mountain!"

"Anyuan Village?" the majestic voice shook slightly.

"Earlier, you said that you would rebuild the temple for this seat and worship it day and night, but you are sincere?"

The voice suddenly changed, and with that voice, Niu San suddenly heard two tiger howls, which frightened him and his legs trembled.

"The little one is naturally sincere, ask the mountain god grandfather to bless and let the little one get out of the tiger's mouth!"

"He must rebuild the temple for the mountain god grandfather, reshape the golden body, and worship day and night!"

Niu San took care of a lot at this time, just a promise without holdings.

"Hmph!" the voice snorted coldly, as if he was displeased with Niu San's unashamed words.

Not to mention reshaping the golden body, even if it is the money to rebuild the temple, this Niu San may not be able to get it.

It's just that when this life is at stake, where can there be a lot to take care of?

"This seat does not require you to rebuild the temple and reshape the golden body. ”

The voice was abruptly much softer.

"When you return home, carve a wooden statue of the god in the shape of this seat, and worship it day and night!"

As the voice spoke, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Niu San's eyes.

The man was dressed in court clothes, holding a jade slip in his hand, and he was extremely majestic.

But the appearance of this person looks very different from the appearance of the statue, the statue is a middle-aged man with a long beard and hanging chest, and this person is the appearance of a young man about twenty years old, which makes Niu San wonder.

"You can hear me clearly!"

The voice suddenly became much sharper, Niu San only felt a shock in his heart, hurriedly turned his senses, and said respectfully: "Remember the little one!"

"Well, just remember. The voice softened again.

"Go home and remember your promise!"

"If you can't do it, your family will be ruined, your wife will be separated, and you will be poor for a lifetime!"

"After death, he fell into the eighteenth layer of hell, tortured day and night, and never reborn!"

The voice was abruptly a little sharp, anxious and weak, but Niu San, who was frightened, didn't notice this, but just kowtowed in fear.

After a while, there was no sound in Niu San's ears.

Only then did Niu San dare to quietly raise his head, look around, and find that there was no change from before.

The broken temple is still the broken temple, and the statue of the god is still the same god.

Niu San even wondered if he was hallucinating.

"Well, the tiger is gone?"

Finally, Niu San noticed the difference, and the original continuous tiger roar in his ears disappeared.

"Thank you Grandpa Mountain God for your protection!"

Niu Sanpu fell to his knees, and after kowtowing a few times again, he pushed open the temple door and left quickly.

After Niu San left, Qin Ze's figure reappeared in the small temple.

"Success or failure is here!" Qin Ze thought.

"That Niu San is taken by the power of the tiger, his liver and gall are broken, his life is thin and weak, and he bows to me religiously, so that I can show the 'miracle'!"

"And although this Niu San is as strong as an ox but timid as a mouse, he will not dare to break his promise if I threaten him like that. ”

"Besides, as long as there is a wooden statue, then Niu San can also afford it, it is not difficult to do it!"

Thinking of this, Qin Ze suddenly smiled bitterly, and thought helplessly: "I think I am also the mountain god of this side, and I have actually fallen to the point of using tricks to intimidate believers!"

Qin Ze's hand was a palm-sized piece of jade, glowing with a golden light that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

Position: Tiger Mountain God.

Magical powers: exorcism, dreaming.

Merit: one.

Incense: II.

This is Qin Ze's message recorded in the jade slip of the mountain god.

"Damn, the tiger that drove Niu San actually consumed my ten incense sticks!"

"If that cow doesn't believe in his words, I can only hold on for two more days!"

Merit, merit and virtue.

Those who have merit to the people will be given more land and discipline.

Merit is the foundation of the advancement of the gods, chanting mantras, transcending the soul of the dead, and blessing the peace of one party, merit can be obtained.

But now Qin Ze is not worried about merit, but incense.

People fight for a breath, and Buddha fights for a stick of incense.

People live by that breath, and gods live by incense.

It can also be said that incense is necessary for the rations of the gods.

Of course, the incense here is not a mundane object such as a candle stick, but a belief of people.

This mountain temple is rarely visited, or no one comes at all.

Qin Ze stayed in this mountain temple for six months and fifteen days, survived the cold wind and snow, and the spring flowers bloomed, but he never saw a person here.

At the beginning, there were a lot of incense on the mountain god rune seal, but after a long time of consumption, there was only one incense left, and Niu San's sincere bow allowed Qin Ze to get an incense stick, a total of two.

The basic need to maintain the existence of the soul body is one tablet a day.

In other words, if he couldn't wait for the believers, Qin Ze would dissipate between heaven and earth in two days, and his soul would be scattered.

How sad is it for a god to give his life to one person?

"As long as I can erect a statue of the god in Na'an Yuan Village, I will be able to absorb the power of incense with the help of that statue!"

"And you can also leave this Tiger Mountain through the connection with the god statue!"

"I just don't know, is there a god in Anyuan Village?"

Buddha fights for a stick of incense, if there is a god in Anyuan Village, will Qin Ze be allowed to appear?

Qin Ze was worried.