Chapter 12 A big ~ wave incense is coming

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"Dead man! dead man!!"

In the early morning of the next day, a shout resounded throughout Xiangliu Village.

Many people are still holding their mother-in-law and are familiar with it, and they are woken up by this sound, so they are not annoyed, and they listen to the sound outside before it is over, and they get up and rub their eyes in a grumpy manner, and they want to find the person and beat him.

But as soon as I woke up, I suddenly realized.

"Dead, who is dead! Since it is dead, how can this cry be free from horror and sorrow, but cheerful?"

Many people got up with such doubts, stopped the shouting people, and when they saw that it was Wang Zhong, who was a sharp-beaked monkey, they surrounded him.

This Wang Zhong is a well-known "wanderer" in Xiangliu Village, in his early twenties, with sound limbs, and he is not stupid when he speaks, but he is idle all day long, does not do his job, and is annoying on weekdays.

As soon as he was surrounded, the bad-tempered man immediately pointed at the tip of his nose and yelled.

"You are very noisy, say quickly, who is dead, if you can't tell why, you should be called a good meal today!"

In the past, Wang Zhong must have been frightened, but today he said twice, not afraid, and everyone listened to him slowly: "This dead man, it's really a happy ......."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a slap on the head.

"You're not dead, how can we feel happy? Say it quickly! Don't sell it! Otherwise, I'll really fight!"

"Wu Billet, what are you fierce! It's really disappointing, it's the old witch Xie who died. ”

As soon as he said this, everyone was so frightened that they took a step back, and they all wanted to pretend that they didn't know him, what kind of joke, you curse "Xie Xiangu" to death, be careful that you can't live tomorrow.

I remember a few years ago, this mother-in-law surnamed Xie was like a beggar, and was kindly left in the ancestral hall by the village, and the daily incense offering or something, which was also considered a livelihood, and then she often talked nonsense, and said something that was not ashamed, and everyone was angry, and united to expel her from the ancestral hall, but those people came back in a daze after arriving at the ancestral hall, and then they had a serious illness and stopped mentioning it.

There are also people who insult them directly behind their backs, and the result is like this, among the several people who insulted, the most serious did not live for three days!

It is not only this that is frightening, but also those who have listened to the abuse, and they have also become seriously ill.

So it became taboo in the village.

"Hmph! Wu Bizi looks at you like a bear! And you, you, you! Look at you! Big old men, are they true or false, and I can just go and see if they are real? I, Wang Zhong, am a man after all, and I spit on you and a pit, as for lying to you!"

Everyone was suspicious, nodded to each other, and cautiously bypassed Wang Zhong and rushed towards the ancestral hall in the east of the village.

After a while, the news of Mrs. Xie's death spread throughout the village, and everyone rushed to visit, and every household told them that more people would go to the temple to burn incense to comfort the gods for their obvious spiritual protection.

However, it was the act of burning incense that suddenly silenced everyone.

Burn incense to comfort the gods, which one do you want to sue? God of Wealth Temple, Land Temple?

Of course not!

In the past few decades, when did she not belittle the god of land and wealth, but which day did she not live well? As for the god Hubo, the temple was rotten like this, she didn't even look at it, and yesterday it seemed that she didn't want to tear down the temple and not stop, but the temple was not demolished, and today she was found dead at home.

It's no wonder, the Hubo Temple is rotten like this, why didn't it appear in the first one or two hundred years, but it appeared yesterday and today?

"Hey, God open his eyes, Dad, let's go, don't toss around, I asked my mother-in-law to buy some good fish and meat, this thank you for the death of the goddess, we have to celebrate." Wu Bizi in the crowd was bored, and he was about to leave with the old man who came to see the excitement.

"Go and kill chickens and geese to get two catties of pork belly, and put a catty of rice wine and send it to Hubo Temple. The old man shook off his hand and frowned.

"What, what?" Wu Bizi was stunned for a moment, and some Zhanger King Kong was confused: "Dad, ......are you confused?"

"Don't go yet. When the old man saw his son like this, he was slightly angry.

"I said Dad, this Xie Shenpo's body is bruised and swollen, it must have been bitten by something, don't be confused......"

"Dare to be disrespectful to the gods! Look at the old man if he doesn't beat you!" The old man's eyes were horizontal, and he dragged Wu Bizi's ears and slapped them towards his head, slapping and hitting Wu Bizi, who didn't dare to fight back, and was beaten and begged for mercy.

In this way, the other old people in the venue also looked at their juniors, and they had the same meaning as Wu Bizi's father.

A group of juniors should not be reasonable, they left together on the spot, and only when they were far away did they discuss, and they jointly paid for some offerings to be sent to Hubo Temple, deceiving the old man, anyway, they didn't believe it, and it didn't hurt for the old man to believe it, so he could go.

The others left, and there was one person who didn't, and this person was Zhao Laosan.

Zhao Laosan is in good health, although he was knocked down by a sudden malaria a few days ago, but now he has recovered as before, and he can work in the field, but his wife is weak, and now he is still lying in bed and being taken care of by his daughter Zhao Xiaobao.

"Uncles, it's not a matter for you to see that the corpse is still here, it's boring and bad fast, we have to think of a way to dispose of it. ”

The old man nodded, and said to himself: "This old demon woman Xie is not from our village, although she looks at the ancestral hall, but she can't let her enter after death, and it's not good to be buried in the field, after all, she doesn't have a field in the village, and there is only a red soil slope when you think about it. ”

Zhao Laosan nodded.

Within a few days after this, an old man in the village coincidentally went to the Hubo Temple to incense, and then went to Xiangliu Lake to put poultry meat and fragrant fruit sacrifices.

However, for three days in a row, there were twenty incense sticks of incense every day, which made him laugh in his dreams.

People are in good spirits on happy occasions, no, the cooler is still to come, and after another three days, the news of the death of Xie Shenpo spread to the neighboring village.

Li Yuanwai, who had offended Hubo, suddenly remembered his promise, spent money to buy wood, bricks and tiles, hired masons, carpenters, etc., to renovate the Hubo Temple, and specially went to the city to buy triple pagoda incense and burned it in front of the renovated temple for three days, until one night Huberto dreamed, and then settled down.

As soon as the temple was repaired, Fu Zhao in Ao Yan's mind immediately underwent earth-shaking changes.

Originally, it was just a monotonous symbol, but now this symbol is shining and circulating, as if it has been reborn, and these days a total of ninety-seven incense has been obtained, and for a time countless gray hair threads are wrapped around Fu Zhao, making it become spiritual, faintly majestic, the only fly in the ointment is that because of the acceptance of Changming as a boy, Fu Zhao's merit has been sharply reduced, and now there are four points left.

The price of incense continued to rise vigorously for five days, and after five days, it decreased sharply every day.

Hubo Temple has finally returned to its former leisure and normality.

Ao Yan, who found out about this situation, was a little anxious, gritted his teeth, and consumed sixty incense sticks to use the dream technique on the twenty old people in the east of the village, so as to consolidate his belief in himself.

Ao Yan also has a stable income of at least ten traces of incense every day because of this move.

He used these incense to carry out the third lighting of the water slave and the green turtle, and now the water slave has grown to seventeen centimeters, the yellow body is more and more pure, and the green turtle has grown to fourteen centimeters, the carapace is bright and hard, the limbs are more powerful, and it can fly freely out of the water for twenty feet!

After Changming was removed from his body by himself with the crossing technique, he was enshrined as a boy under the seat, the black clothes were changed to the boy's green shirt, and the blue and white complexion turned into a pink carved jade like a normal child, looking at it from a distance, he faintly felt some divinity, even if he appeared during the day, he didn't have to worry about being burned by the scorching sun.

As a child, he always needs to take care of Ao Yan, the old man of Hubo, every day.

When Goddess Xie died, Ao Yan groped around in her room, and in addition to getting an ancient book, he also got two taels of silver, which made him unable to believe that it was true.

Everyone in the village knows that Mrs. Xie has asked Hong Daxian to cure people for many years, and she naturally has a lot of money, but she herself lives in a simple place.

And what about the rest of the money?

Ao Yan rummaged inside and out, and finally under Changming's reminder, he turned to a corner of the dark grid and opened it, there was no money in it, only a large amount of letters.

This Xie Shenpo has no relatives, how can there be a thick pile of letters, and they are hidden better than money like treasures, but these letters are so strange, there is no signature on the outside, only a strange fire paint seal on the seal.

After only a few lines of reading, the curiosity on his face suddenly disappeared, and turned a little pale.

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