Elaborate on the world of mortals

Chapter 316 Appearance
When talking about this boy, the landlady was full of guilt. Thinking about it now, she was even ready to meet the boy's ghost and send it to the underworld.

Not every dead person will be there. Local land and small gods will often take care of the dead, such as some very remote places with other disturbances, such as this kind of "accident" that even the underworld may not be able to predict.

"Hey, I killed Gouwa. Cough cough cough. Zhenjun came here, presumably because he saw that ghost? Cough cough"

The land lady can think clearly now, so she can naturally guess the reason why Xiansheng Zhenjun came here suddenly?

But as she spoke, she also began to cough, and the coughing sound was more intense. In Yi Shuyuan's eyes, every time the landlady coughed, there would be a trace of incense mixed with ghosts from the corners of her mouth.

This is not only a factor of damage, but also the landlady is using her own magical power to drive away evil spirits, and she will get rid of stubborn diseases at the expense of herself.

"cough cough"

The landlady coughed violently a few more times, and coughed up a ball of blood-like substance as if vomiting. It immediately began to dissipate after leaving the body, turning into a wave of evil energy that was about to float out.

However, Yi Shuyuan is here, so naturally he can't let the evil energy overflow, but with a thought, the divine light of the holy and true monarch's Dharma body shines on it, like the scorching sun shining on the snow, and it melts instantly.

This time Yi Shuyuan also answered the land lady's question.

"Of course I saw the ghost. Don't worry, that child is considered lucky and has not lost his life. It's just that his family will be anxious for a while, but"

Yi Shuyuan looked at the piece of paper in his hand, and then at the landlady.

"Where did this thing come from? I still need to find out, but I can feel that there are no related things in the nearby villages. I don't think the source is here. This matter is quite tricky and has a lot to do with it."

Yi Shuyuan said with a flash of light in his eyes, looking at the paper in his hand.

This paper is actually not a great material, but just ordinary paper, and even the ghosts painted on it are ordinary ink and paint.

That is to say, even though this painting is a small corner that is incomplete, it is very likely that it was painted by someone!
The land lady understood Xiansheng Zhenjun's meaning, nodded and said.

"Yes, Xiao Shen will try to find out now!"

The source of this matter must come from the human world, whether it is the law of heaven, too much movement, or it may affect the mixed energy of the human world. It is not convenient for gods to show up all the time and come into contact with mortals, and they still need help from humans.

A wisp of sandalwood smoke drifted towards the kitchen, and the old Miao Zhu over there gradually became drowsy while folding the yellow paper, and soon fell asleep leaning on the chair.

Half asleep and half awake, it seemed that someone was coughing and calling his name.

"Cough cough cough Qigui, Qigui."

Miao Zhu stood up from his chair and looked at the half-filled basket of yellow paper ingots. He folded them and fell asleep.

"Qigui."

The voice came again, it seemed to be the voice of an old woman, Miao Zhu opened the door and looked around, the land temple is not big, and it is impossible for people to come here all the time, so there is no one in the temple except him.

"Who, who is calling?"

Miao Zhu shouted, but no one responded.

"Qigui."

When the voice came again, Miao Zhu's heart jumped suddenly, and he subconsciously looked at the earth statue in the temple that could be seen at a glance. The clay landlady sitting on the altar seemed to be looking at him.

"Qigui."

The land god has appeared!

Temple Zhu hurriedly ran to the statue and bowed his hands repeatedly.

"Greetings to the land mother-in-law, greetings to the land mother-in-law!"

This Miaozhu is also a person with some skills. She is a character like a village magic stick and sorceress. She has inherited many local methods, can treat some diseases, and can also drive away some evil spirits. The original body of some warlocks is also a similar figure, or Miao Zhu can also be regarded as a warlock.

"Qigui, the thing you suppressed under my incense burner last time was very evil. It alarmed the gods. I must know the origin of this thing. Do you still remember the situation that time and know about that family?"

Miao Zhu looked up at the statue and saw that the statue really opened his mouth to speak. He was excited and hesitant. Then he came to his senses and thought about what happened last time, but his thinking was so chaotic that he couldn't remember it.

"Quickly go and check. Check the origin of this painting, don't startle the snake."

The sound seemed to be getting farther and farther away, and Miao Zhu felt that his body seemed to be moving. He was still standing in the temple, but he was getting further and further away from the statue.

The next moment, on the chair in the kitchen, Miao Zhu woke up with a jerk.

At this time, the temple priest was half lying with his head on the back of the chair. He looked at the wooden beam above his head and looked down at the bamboo basket. Most of the yellow paper ingots in the basket were folded, and the dream just now was still vivid in his memory. The voice in the dream seemed to be still in ear.

Miao Zhu stood up, opened the door of the kitchen and looked towards the temple, where the statue of the Land Lady sat on the altar.

As a person who often helps people in the nearby villages to deal with weddings and funerals, and to help with some local rituals, Miao Zhu did not dare to be careless about the dream just now. He walked quickly into the hall, and then looked at the incense burner.

After hesitating for a moment, Miao Zhu lifted the incense burner, only to find that the paper underneath had disappeared.

"Mother-in-law, did you take it away?"

Having said this, Miao Zhu picked up the Yao cup in the corner of the altar, prayed devoutly and then dropped it.

"pat~"

Holy Yao, fell three times in a row, all are holy Yao.

Miao Zhu had already understood and bowed to the statue. Then he went back to the kitchen to extinguish the slightly burning charcoal fire in the stove. He put on thicker clothes and a fur hat. After closing the kitchen door, he came out again. Arrive at the temple.

Miao Zhu bowed to the statue again, and then grabbed a peach stick enshrined in front of the altar with both hands.

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan was standing not far from the statue, and when he saw this point directly at the peach stick, a divine light shot out from his fingertips and fell into the peach stick.

When Miao Zhu picked up the peach stick, he felt that the stick became slightly heavier. He took a closer look in surprise, and felt that there was a faint layer of golden light on the stick, but when he looked again, it seemed that nothing had happened, but the wooden stick The weight of the stick has indeed changed.

Miao Zhu no longer hesitated, and immediately left the temple and walked out. He didn't need to worry too much about the Earth Temple, and the villagers could take care of themselves when they came to worship the gods.

Although the Temple of Earth is outside this village, the three nearby villages will come here if they have something to do. The one where the accident happened last time is a little farther away, but with Miaozhu's faster feet than the young man, it takes only a stick of incense to go there.

As soon as Miao Zhu left, Yi Shuyuan looked at the landlady, said a word of good life and practice, and then disappeared directly in front of her eyes.

Seeing this scene, the landlady was taken aback, because she didn't see any escape method at all, and she didn't see the divine light go away, as if Xiansheng Zhenjun never existed here, and really disappeared directly.

Of course, Yi Shuyuan didn't disappear, but directly dissipated Tianshenbian, and followed Miaozhu in the body of divine sense.

The dharma body of the Xian Sheng Zhenjun is too conspicuous. Although various Shinto methods can be used, Yi Shuyuan realizes that there is no need to abandon the basics and chase the last. It is convenient and quick to directly use his spiritual thoughts.

Moreover, it is estimated that there are not many existences in this world who can discover his wandering spirit, which is more concealed than normal divine methods.
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In Dengzhou City, in the Xiansheng Zhenjun Temple, Hu Kuangming looked serious in the living room in the backyard of the temple. It took half an hour just to feel his pulse before he finally grasped some details from the chaotic pulse.

After getting a grasp of the condition, I started to flip through the book again.

"It's amazing that this child is still alive. It's like the life has been taken away from his body but he is still breathing."

Hu Kuangming frowned and looked at Chen Handao.

"It's also very strange that such a weak constitution, with the pulse connected to the meridians, is still somewhat alive. The springs on the soles of the feet are all warm from the inside. It shouldn't be, oh, this is of course a good phenomenon!"

Chen Han glanced at Mai Lingfei, of course it was because of his innate qi.

It can be said that this child is now completely relying on his innate strength to hold his breath.

"We can't let him be infected with wind evil anymore, calm down his soul, and replenish his vitality step by step with warm medicine and food, maybe he can survive."

Hu Kuangming was still the same as before, he brought a lot of books with him when he saw a doctor, and now there were a lot of books spread out beside the bed and on the table.

But what is different from before is that now he does not have a sense of anxiety when reading, but always has some clues in his heart, and he is always confident that he can prescribe the right medicine.

Mr. Yi once said that the so-called benevolence of doctors, the way of medicine treats patients in the world with this point, and the desire for knowledge and the desire to help others recover, so sometimes the improvement of medical skills will be faster.

This may be some of the special features of this world. The term "like a god" is not groundless, and this "god" may not be just a real god, but may also be the spirit of all things, or the spirit of the heart.

Chen Han saw that Hu Kuangming seemed to be about to prescribe a prescription, so she got up and left first, and walked out of the living room.

Soon Chen Han came to the front hall. The main hall of the Xian Sheng Zhenjun was called the Demon Subduing Hall. There were still pilgrims offering incense in the hall, and some people greeted her when they saw her coming.

There is a large incense tripod outside for believers to insert incense, while the small incense burner inside is limited in space and not many can be inserted.

Chen Han responded one by one, then walked to the side of the altar, looked at the incense burner, as if she wanted to reinsert the unplugged incense sticks, she grabbed the bottom of the incense sticks and inserted them down.

She also understood in her heart at this moment.

The contents of the incense burner were indeed missing.

However, Chen Han was not the temple blessing of the small earth temple, but a real demon incarnation. She understood clearly and raised her head to look at the statue of the Holy Lord.

True Lord, did you come just now? ——
PS: Ahhhh, Calvin, insomnia, mental anxiety. I wanted to ask for leave, but I punched myself, so this weak chicken wants to ask for leave again?

The words are a little less, and we will continue to work hard tomorrow!

(End of this chapter)