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"Help, come on, someone, who's going to save my dog, woo woo woo ......"

Yang Li shouted by the lake, crying and chopping his feet anxiously, no one came for two breaths, picked up the coarse cloth floral skirt to enter the water, but when he thought that he was also waterless, if he fell into the water, his son would really be helpless, and he suddenly shrank back.

"Uh......h Woo...... "The water splashed in the lake, and the child just jumped up and sank down immediately, his body getting farther and farther from the shore, and the strength of his struggle became noticeably smaller.

Yang Li's voice was hoarse, and when he saw that his dog was about to disappear above the water's head, a sense of despair arose.

Since she married into the Yang family, her husband treated her very well, eight years ago her husband died of illness, she wanted to follow, but thinking of her husband before his death thousands of instructions to take care of the child, she finally dispelled this idea, a person day and day, sunset and pull the child for eight years, it can be said that the child is her only sustenance to live.

Now that the dog is dying, but there is nothing he can do, what face can he live?

"Woo woo...... Yang Li raised his hand to wipe away his tears, his eyes were red and he gritted his teeth: "The dog is waiting, my mother is here." ”

After finishing speaking, he jumped into the lake, his body stirred the water, and he also went away from the beach, but after a few moments, he stopped and sank slowly.

At that moment, a whirlpool suddenly appeared on the surface of the lake, and a column of water rose from it, carrying two figures to the shore, and it was the woman and her child, the dog.

"Ahem, ahem...... Dog ......" Yang Li coughed and shouted his son's life, opened his eyes and found that his son was beside him, and immediately pounced, hugged him tightly, and was so excited that tears and snot flowed, and his mouth muttered: "Thank God bless, thank God bless ......"

"Where is the woman Yang Li?" Suddenly, a majestic voice exploded in Yang Li's ears.

"Ghost?" Yang Li's figure was stunned, and when he looked around at no one, his face suddenly became frightened, and the child hugged him tighter.

"Humph!" the voice seemed to be extremely annoyed.

"You...... Who are you?" said Yang Li's face was pale and trembling.

"Three days ago, you came to my grass temple to offer incense, and now I see that you are in trouble with your son, and I pity you for many years since your husband's death, so I came to save you to repay your incense. The voice softened considerably, but was still full of majesty.

"Three days ago, I was incense...... Yang Li heard it, as if he was thinking about something, and his eyes became shocked: "You, you are Hu Bo!"

"Exactly. ”

There are three temples in the village, a land temple, a Hubo temple, and a Caishen temple.

On weekdays, everyone plows and prays for a good harvest, and when the harvest is harvested, they seek to get rich, so they only worship the god of land and wealth, and do not worship the useless Hubo.

Yang Li remembered that she passed by three days ago after hoeing the field, saw that the temple was dilapidated, remembered a similar home, and felt a pity in her heart, so she wiped the incense burner and Hebo tablet again, and put on the pillar of incense before leaving.

"Thank you, Lord Hubo!" Thinking of this cause and effect, Yang Li kowtowed again and again.

At this time, the voice said: "Since you two are fine, go back to cultivate on your own, remember to accumulate virtue and do good, there will be retribution, remember-"

It wasn't until the voice gradually disappeared that Yang Li raised his head, saying yes again and again, but in her heart, she was in awe of this god Hu Bo, and the emotions of recovering from the near death and regaining it made her decide one thing.

Early the next morning, at dawn, she took the dog and stepped on the basket and walked towards the east end of the village.

On the way, I met Mrs. Xie who was dressed in a black gauze skirt and her old face was full of fat powder in the wrinkles and ravines, and when asked what she was doing, she smiled and said that she would go to Hubo Temple to make a vow.

"Hehe, could it be that Uncle Hu has appeared?"

Yang Li nodded implicitly when he heard this, and this time he felt funny: "The land temple and the God of Wealth temple have not seen a rich man or a big landlord in our village, and the Hubo temple that is more broken than the pit will manifest? Why do you manifest it? Or will you send fish every day? Then it is better to write to the red immortal with me, and then the great immortal may give you a good husband, hehehehe......"

The old woman's face was wrinkled and laughing, and the fat powder fell from it.

Listening to these inconsistencies, Yang Li frowned and was displeased, and pulled the dog to ignore her and went to a dilapidated house, the roof fell in half, the plaque was taken back and burned by somebody, and even the threshold was removed.

This is the Hubo Temple.

The temple was full of cracks and moss, and grass grew among the rubble.

There was a rough stone shrine in the front hall, and in it was a wooden spirit plaque with illegible handwriting and cracks, and the brass incense burner in front of the spirit plaque was gray.

took out the futon from the basket and put it on the ground, knelt down with the dog, put his hands together and said, "The letter woman Yang Li came to see Hu Bo and came to make a vow." ”

Bow three times, take out incense candles, flowers and fruits, rags, brooms and other things from the basket, and start cleaning to add new things to the temple.

After a while, the temple is tidy and tidy, the three incense sticks are slowly burning, and the green smoke is curling, which has been silent in the village for almost a hundred years, and there is some incense for the first time today.

Yang Li rested for a long time, tidied up his skirt and knelt down again, his hands folded, and his face was full of piety: "The grace of saving lives is the same as reconstruction, and the strength of the woman is too weak to repay, and I ask Uncle Hu to take care of your old man more...... From now on, the believer wishes to come here every day to guard the temple, so as to do her best, and I only ask you to bless my dog to grow up. ”

After that, he pulled the dog and kowtowed.

At this moment, three gray threads as thin as hair floated out from the top of Yang Li's head, and there were also two on the dog's head, a total of five floating into the spirit card.

The spirit card lit up slightly, and the ten almost invisible words on it, "Xiangliu Village, Xiangliu Lake, and Hubo", seemed to have a pair of hands to trace with a pen, which was clearer.

At the same time, in a simple house in the west of the village, the sleeping young man suddenly felt his eyebrows hot and suddenly opened his eyes.

His name is Ao Yan, he was originally an employee of "Earth", and when he was traveling, he was smashed down by a Hubo merit monument, and when he woke up, he found that there was a strange symbol in his mind.

A few days ago, when Yang Li came to offer incense to Hubo Temple, he suddenly felt a heat in his head, and the symbol suddenly flashed blue.

It turned out that this was a Hubo priesthood Fu Zhao, ranked tenth among all the immortal officials, Xiangliu Village was where his incense was based, and Xiangliu Lake next to the village was his jurisdiction.

Compared with the land temple and the God of Wealth temple in the village, his Hubo Temple is really not as good as a thatched pit.

Fortunately, Yang Li's offering gave him the power of three traces of incense, which inspired Hubo Fu Zhao, thus allowing him to perceive many of these potential powers, and possess abilities that he had never dared to think of before.

This is the magic power brought by Fu Zhao.

The use of supernatural powers requires the power of incense, but it makes him smile bitterly, and he also cherishes the number of times he uses supernatural powers.

Yesterday, when he was surveying Xiangliu Lake, he heard Yang Li shouting, and his compassion rose to consume two traces of incense to save the mother and son, and at the same time, his head flashed and he consumed a trace of incense again to say those words with sound transmission.

The folk customs here are ancient, and the people are simple in their hearts, and they have always feared ghosts and gods and know how to be grateful.

As soon as he heard his words, Yang Li came to his temple this morning to offer incense, which not only made him take back the three threads of incense, but also brought his son and dog to offer two traces of incense.

"Now I have five traces of incense, huh? This time I even got the power of merit!"

Ao Yan sat up from the bed, carefully examining the power of the five gray hair-thick incense that wrapped around Fu Zhao, and was happy, when he suddenly felt a little golden light the size of a firefly floating above Fu Zhao.

Only after careful understanding did he understand that this was the power of merit.

His own Hu Bo Fu Zhao is ten grades, and there is still room for upward promotion, just like promotion, promotion in the mortal world requires political achievements, and what immortals need to be promoted is merit, and merit is recognized by heaven for doing good deeds.

"I am now a ten-rank lake, and I will only be in charge of a two-mile radius of Xiangliu Lake, and I will only have a few basic supernatural powers, if I ascend to the top, not only will my territory expand, but my supernatural powers will also increase, but in this way, I will need more merits, but what can I do with my fourteen-year-old body? Unless, I can get more incense, so that I can use supernatural powers to do good deeds and obtain merits!"

My heart is cheerful.

"In this case, I will have to find a way to get more incense. The power of incense comes from the offerings made to me by others, and the more people who make offerings, the more vigorous they become, just like the Temple of the Land and the Temple of the God of Wealth. ”

Ao Yan didn't come for a reason, and his face darkened.

There are two empty temples in the Land Temple and the God of Wealth Temple, and there is no "companion" with him at all, isn't this just occupying the pit and not, but he is still so "popular", and his real ability Hu Bo was left out in the cold.

I feel so unhappy, it seems that I will have to find an opportunity to destroy those two temples one day......

At this moment, a strange cry suddenly sounded, and Ao Yan looked depressed like a deflated ball.

Gollum......

It turned out to be hungry.

He pouted, touched his stomach, looked up at the nine-square-meter hut, except for a bed, it was a plaster wall that had fallen into a skin in the east and west, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"What about Lord Hubo, and what about the fairy priest, I don't even know where to get the next meal. ”

Before coming here, his identity was an orphan, and he relied on neighbors to help him on weekdays, but now that he is here, as a thoughtful and ambitious young man, it is naturally impossible to live such a life with up and down meals, and of course he can't be cheeky and live by the people around him.

Besides, he is now fourteen, and according to local customs, he will have to marry in another year, and he must have children in two years......

Okay, this matter is far away, Ao Yan feels that he still has to come back to his senses first and solve the problem of the Five Organs Temple.

First of all, you have to find food, and then you want to get rich slowly, the question is where does the food come from?

His mind turned, and his idea hit his identity as a lake uncle, as well as his own territory-Xiangliu Lake, and he thought for a long time and muttered: "The wool is out of the sheep, I have five traces of incense now, and there seem to be a lot of fish and shrimp in the lake, hehe......"

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