The world of Taoism

Chapter 175
Hearing Zhou Xuan's words, everyone took out the copper coins without hesitation.

A group of people mounted their horses and rushed all the way to Jiangnan County.

Emperor Fude is one of the most common beliefs in Yangzhou.

The prefect of Yangzhou organizes an official sacrificial ceremony every year, praying for a good harvest and the safety of the family and the six animals.

It can be said that he is a very righteous god.

Everyone ran all the way, and they could see a magnificent temple in the distance.

Legend has it that Emperor Fude, surnamed Zhang and named Fude, once served as a tax official in ancient times, benefiting the people of one side.

What is even more surprising to the world is that Zhang Fude lived for more than 200 years before he died. One month after his death, his appearance remained unchanged, and he was considered to have profound merit.

A poor family built a stone house to worship him. After a while, they became rich.

The common people believed that Zhang Fude had become a god, so they raised funds to build the temple, and the monarch personally conferred Zhang Fude as the Great Immortal of Fude.

Some people say that Zhang Fude is the reincarnation of King Wen of Zhou. The scholar-officials thanked him for his kindness, so they built a temple to worship him.

During the Han Dynasty, he was respected as the Lord of the Land and canonized as the Great Ford Emperor.

There have been sacrifices in all dynasties, and the incense is constantly burning. He is an upright god, which is comparable to ordinary folk gods.

Zhou Xuan walked through the crowd, passing through the archway with Emperor Ford written on it, and what he saw was a crowded crowd.

There is a bronze tripod in the center of the square, in which incense is burning and cigarettes are lingering.

In front of the bronze tripod is a wooden merit box, and believers have dropped copper coins to make wishes.

Zhou Xuan walked up to the merit box, put copper coins in it, and put in dozens of taels of silver by the way.

"This..." Zhou Yi immediately figured out something.

The master actually passed on the death talisman to Emperor Ford?This is not good...

Seemingly understanding what Zhou Xuan was thinking, Zhou Xuan said with a smile: "Do you think Emperor Ford can really be tricked by these little spells?"

Although there were no real gods in this world before him, Zhou Xuan still believed that gods should probably exist.

Perhaps they themselves are powerful practitioners.

It's just that it is so powerful that it surpasses human understanding, so human beings can't feel the existence of gods.

There will always be some people in the world who slander the gods, but they are basically not punished.

Zhou Xuan reckoned that the gods should disdain to care about these things, or they should not take this slander at all.

Therefore, many people use insults to gods to prove that gods do not exist, which should be an incorrect idea.

Zhou Xuan stood in front of the Temple of the Great Buddha, and through the censer, the opposite was the statue of the Great Buddha.

According to the name, Emperor Ford should be an extremely majestic person, but judging from the statue, he looks a little kind.

With a short and fat body, a pleasant smile, white beard and beard, wearing a yellow robe, holding a jade ruyi in his left hand and a wooden staff in his right hand, he looks very amiable.

This is the legendary Emperor Ford.

In front of Emperor Ford, Zhou Xuan felt an invisible pressure covering himself. This feeling was very uncomfortable, as if a powerful existence passed by him.

This feeling is very strange, a bit like the suppression of ordinary humans by higher creatures.

Maybe people didn't notice me at all, but I was too strong, so I felt a lot of pressure.

Zhou Xuan didn't feel the aura of Emperor Ford, but the pressure was real.

Zhou Xuan stood beside the merit box for a while, then left.

When he left, Zhou Xuan had a smile on the corner of his mouth, which seemed a bit evil: "I wonder how you feel now?"

In a sense, the merit box belongs to Emperor Fude.

In other words, the black hand behind the scenes is borrowing orders from Emperor Ford,

I don't know if I can borrow it?

Zhou Xuan felt a little gloating in his heart.

On the other side, in the mountains next to the river.

There is a strangely decorated house at the foot of the mountain.

There is nothing around the house, standing alone in the mountains.

The walls of the house are red.

This kind of red is not like the vermilion of ordinary princes and nobles, but a kind of blood red, like coagulated fresh blood.

The tiles are rare blue tiles, which give people a very cold feeling in the dark mountains.

It was daytime at this time, but the surrounding trees were lush and blocked most of the sunlight, so it looked very dark underneath.

In the house, an oil lamp lights up alone.

The light illuminates the interior situation.

It turned out to be a temple here, which enshrined a strange-looking god.

The person enshrined is a middle-aged woman with a disheveled tattoo and a dark complexion.

This woman was wearing an ordinary hunting suit, and her posture was very strange. She was standing on one foot, and the other foot was bent.

Holding a rooster in his left hand, a bow in his right hand, and a machete under his armpit, his face is distorted, and a murderous aura rushes towards him.

This woman is the legendary Empress of Three Caves.

An old man stood in front of Mistress Sandong.

The old man was dressed in casual clothes, holding a large bowl filled with clear water in his right hand, and a willow branch was placed in the bowl.

This person is about 70 to [-] years old, with dark skin, calloused hands, deep wrinkles, and a weather-beaten feeling.

Generally, only people who have been farming all year round and exposed to the sun and wind in the morning and evening have this kind of skin and calluses.

The old man had a red ribbon tied around his head.

I saw him walking slowly in front of the statue, lighting three sticks of incense, and muttering words.

"Miss Three Caves, disciple please..."

As the mantra was chanted, the old man began to tremble all over, and even rolled his eyes. The whole person seemed to have fallen into a madness, and an inexplicable pressure swept all directions.

Soon, the old man's shaking ended.

He opened his eyes again, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"Three Cave Empress has supernatural power!" said the old man.

Then, the old man took out the sea bowl, held the willow branches on it, muttered something in his mouth, and sprinkled the willow nectar.

The old man is the mastermind behind the assassination of Zhou Yi and the others by using the death talisman.

The name of this person is Lao Zhangtou, and Lao Zhangtou is a famous Mr. Yin and Yang in Nanpo Village.

Lao Zhangtou doesn't have much culture and doesn't know a few words.

However, relying on the skills handed down by the ancestors to worship the Empress of Three Caves, she is quite prestigious in this area for a few miles.

No matter what is red or white, someone will almost always invite the old man.

There are people like Lao Zhangtou in almost every village, and they are basically dedicated to the Empress Sandong, and everyone has their own jurisdiction.

Since the Three-Dong Niangniang appeared, these people gathered together, ready to develop faith for the Three-Dong Niangniang.

Jiangnan County was their first stop, and Yuchan Mountain was the mountain that Lao Zhangtou was in charge of.

Sandong Niangniang is the god of hunting. As long as a temple is built on the mountain, a certain number of people come to worship it, which is regarded as a development of faith.

Old Zhangtou didn't know Zhou Yi and the others, but Zhou Yi and the others blocked his way, so he just showed them some color.

At this time, there was a trace of fanaticism in the old head Zhang's eyes.

"The good day has come! The soul is back!"

The life-threatening talisman under Lao Zhang's head is valid for five days.

If the reminder is not passed on to the next person within five days, that person will die.

Most of it works that way.

But ordinary people obviously don't know, and ordinary people don't even know that this kind of thing is called a death talisman, so they can't transfer it to another person.

So today these ordinary people will most likely die.

After the old man finished speaking, a mysterious force came out of his mouth.

Under the action of this mysterious force, a line seemed to extend from the top of Lao Zhang's head, and this line connected to the unknown depth.

Boom!

The old Zhangtou spirit entered a dark world.

This dark world gives people an extremely powerful coercion.

Old Zhangtou actually doesn't know what kind of world this is. In his opinion, this world should be the world of Sandong Niangniang.

Whenever you communicate with the divine power of the Three Caves, you will enter here.

This world is very wonderful, and he can get everything he wants here.

This is also the reason why Zhangtou believes in the Empress Sandong so much.

In the real world, a smile appeared on the corner of Lao Zhangtou's mouth.

"die!"

Boom!

A strong pressure hit.

Old Zhangtou suddenly widened his eyes, as if his head had been hammered.

puff!
Old Zhangtou spit out a mouthful of blood.

"What..." Old Zhang's eyes widened.

Before he finished speaking, Lao Zhangtou bled from his orifices on the spot and died suddenly.

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　(Brothers, I'm a little sorry everyone, today Chapter 3 broke my promise again.)
　　(In the past two days, I have been listening to the doctor's advice to adjust my work and rest, and strive to go to bed before eleven o'clock. The author weighs more than 200, and the heart itself is under heavy load. It really hurts to stay up late and go to bed at two o'clock every day.)
　　(I'm really sorry everyone, the three chapters will be updated tomorrow.)
　　(I hope that everyone will not think that the author is dishonest or selling miserably. I have no job now, and I rely on writing books to support me. There is no reason to ask for changes for no reason.)
　　
　
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