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Chapter 114 The Mouse Essence Steals Incense
In the Dragon King Temple…

Although the Miao Zhu transformed by the mouse spirit looks old, he is very energetic. Sitting at the desk, when someone comes to him to buy incense, he will smile and say good luck...

People in front buy incense, offer sacrifices, offer incense, and pray. Some pray for rain, some promise peace, and some pray for a good harvest in the coming year...

The world is not peaceful, it seems that only in this Dragon King Temple can one find some spiritual comfort...

Xu Boqing quietly looked at the temple candles selling incense in the crowd, and when the people in front of the queue were empty, he stepped forward and said with a smile: "Old man, I just came to Guibao Land, I don't know how to sell this incense?"

The old temple Zhu Wenyan raised a finger and said with a smile: "One copper plate, three sticks of incense..."

"Oh?"

Xu Boqing was surprised, picked up a stick of incense on the desk, put it under his nose and sniffed it, the scent of some herbs mixed with wormwood stirred his nostrils...

It can be smelled that the incense sold on this table is not bad.

Mountain temples, especially some of the most popular ones, sell incenses that are not cheap, and some sticks of high-quality incense can even be sold for several taels of silver...

What's more, the temple directly marked the rule of 'no incense is allowed to be brought into the temple from outside', and some arguments such as 'burning incense does not add merit', 'burning incense and falling ashes'...

Its purpose is to make money!
And the incense sold by the old temple in the Dragon King Temple, one Tongbao and three sticks, this is no longer a conscience price, it should be a loss price...

"This incense is so cheap?"

"Most of the people who come to this Dragon King Temple to pray are fellow villagers, and they only need a copper coin to express their wishes..."

The old temple explained with a smile: "I don't make a living by this. If the pilgrim doesn't have any money with him, just explain that this incense can be used for free..."

"Old man Gao Yi."

Xu Boqing picked up the three sticks of incense and asked casually: "May I ask, what is the point of offering incense in this Dragon King Temple?"

"See what you want..."

Lao Miaozhu patiently explained: "Three sticks pray for oneself, six sticks pray for two generations, and nine sticks pray for three generations. It's not very particular, just look at what you want..."

"..."

At this moment, a woman behind Xu Boqing interrupted impatiently: "Young student, if you want to talk aside, don't stop us from worshiping the Dragon King here..."

"Sorry sorry..."

After he glanced behind him, he also realized that he was blocking others, and quickly moved away to apologize, and went to the desk next to the old Miaozhu...

And the woman didn't say much when she saw this, she took a copper plate from her body and put it into the merit box, quickly picked up three sticks of incense and went to the main hall of the Dragon King Temple to worship and offer incense...

Seeing this, Xu Boqing's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't say much.

He stood by the desk, like an outsider, quietly watching the pilgrims coming and going, looking at the old temple wishing the pilgrims good luck, peace, and blessings.

Do not know why…

A sense of absurdity arises in my heart...

It seems that the ones praying are not the pilgrims who come and go, but the temple blessings transformed by the mouse spirit, which is very mysterious...

And Wu Qin, who was outside the Dragon King Temple, also regained his composure, wiped away the blood under his nose, and said dryly, "Your...Young Master, I'm afraid this person is not an ordinary person."

If an ordinary monk or a little demon loses 300 years of life, let alone spurting blood, it is possible to die suddenly on the spot...

And he is an old man who has attained the Tao, and his lifespan is much longer than other demon cultivators, even so, even if his lifespan was cut off by 300 years, he was so distressed...

"I see..."

Ao Xing stared at the Dragon King Temple, seeing the man in the moon white gown looking at Miao Zhu with a strange expression on his face, and muttered: "He should have seen that Miao Zhu's footsteps..."

"This person's breath is not obvious, and his fortune is covered like clouds and fog, so he can't see clearly. I lost three hundred years of life and couldn't get a glimpse of it. I can only vaguely feel a kind of great terror..."

Wu Qin's voice paused, and he said with a sluggish expression: "Those who have this appearance either have very deep knowledge, or have a lot of background, no matter what it is, it is not surprising to see that temple Zhu Yao body."

Ao Xing nodded slightly...

He thought to himself that it must have been a delusional illusion just now, and he had just left the Dragon Palace not long ago, and he had never seen this person before, so how could he be involved in cause and effect?
Impossible, absolutely impossible...

At this moment, a group of officers and soldiers came from a distant official road on horseback, and the leader was Kong Qing who had followed the order of the Governor.

The people who set up a stall on the official road for the temple fair heard the sound of horseshoes from a long distance away. After seeing the figures of officers and soldiers, they hurriedly closed their stalls and moved to the side of the official road...

I'm afraid that I will eat the whip of the official master slowly...

After the officers and soldiers approached, the legs of those who had ridiculed Kong Qing before were trembling in fright, wishing to bury their heads in the soil like ostriches...

But Kong Qing didn't pay any attention to those people's intentions, and made a gesture, and the officers and soldiers got off their horses and divided into two groups, some dispersed the temple fair crowd, and some surrounded the Dragon King Temple to disperse the pilgrims.

The old Miao Zhu in the Dragon King Temple was slightly taken aback when he saw this...

Looking at Xu Boqing at the desk, he saw that he was calm and calm, without any sense of panic, and seemed to have thought of something...

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked in a deep voice: "I ask myself that I have no grievances or enmities with Your Excellency, and there is no cause and effect, but I don't know why Your Excellency is so aggressive and wants to drive me to a dead end?"

"Why is the old man so sure that this person is called by me?"

"Isn't it you!?"

"it's me…"

Xu Boqing didn't deny it either, he waved his hands to those outside, and Kong Qing outside the temple also made a knowing gesture, and led the officers and soldiers back a bit.

He was not in a hurry to yell and kill, but touched a few sticks of incense on the desk to play with, and asked casually, "I wonder how old this old man has been practicing cultivation?"

The old Miao wished to see him in such a posture, and for a while he was a little uncertain about what he meant...

But he also knew that since the other party asked this question, he must have seen his footsteps.

It's just that this person's aura is not obvious, and standing in front of him like this, his cultivation and morals are probably far above his own.

So after thinking about it for a while, he replied in a deep voice: "It has been more than four hundred years since I was born, more than three hundred years since I opened my spiritual wisdom, and more than a hundred years since my transformation."

"It's not easy for a mouse spirit to attain the Tao..."

Xu Boqing nodded slightly, and asked: "Xu sees that although you were transformed by a rat demon, you don't have any hostility on your body. Why did you steal incense in this Dragon King Temple?"

"Stealing incense??"

The old temple Zhu heard that his expression was a little ugly, and his old face was pulled down, and he said: "I built this Dragon King Temple, and the incenses I worship are all good incense. I only take a penny for my heart. Whose incense did I steal?" ?”

Xu Boqing nodded thoughtfully, and asked, "Since it's not stealing, why didn't you build the Temple of the Mouse King? Instead, you built the Temple of the Dragon King? And why do you want to worship in the Temple of the Dragon King?"

"you……"

"Using someone's name, isn't that stealing?"

"so what?"

Lao Miaozhu didn't deny it at this time, his eyes were red with embarrassment, and he gritted his teeth and asked: "You immortal cultivators have a blessed place, you have inherited Taoism, and each of you has a high level of cultivation, but why have you ever asked about this world?" ?Um?"

His voice paused, and he said angrily, "Although I'm just a mountain monster, I also know the sufferings of the world!"

"..."

Xu Boqing remained silent.

"I'm a mouse spirit, and I'm not qualified to build shrines or temples!"

The old Miao Zhu paused, and asked in a cold voice: "But I have not done any evil, and I have not harmed anyone. I enjoy the incense in the village and protect the safety of the village. What is wrong with me? What is my crime!?"

After saying that, he gave him a vicious look, and then his body sank into the ground suddenly, and escaped from the Dragon King Temple with the method of earth escape.

Xu Boqing stared at the ground slightly, his Celestial Eye could watch him sprinting underground...

He was playing with three sticks of incense in his hand, and glanced at the statue of the Dragon King in the temple. Given the great cause and effect involved between the mouse spirit and the statue, if he offered an incense stick, his fate would not be much lighter than that of the toad spirit...

He hesitated for a while, finally only sighed, and did not perform the act of offering incense, but jumped out of the Dragon King Temple, stepped on the branches and chased after him...

At this time, outside the Dragon King Temple...

The villagers who were dispersed by the officers and soldiers did not go far away, but hooked their heads to watch the excitement in the distance, and they were all speechless when they saw someone 'flying' away...

Seeing this, Ao Xing and Wu Qin, who were mixed in the crowd, looked at each other, then used the invisibility method to fly over...

(End of this chapter)