I didn't intend to be a Fairy

"The little god is the little god of the local village. He was surnamed Wang before he was alive. How dare you ask your honor?"

"During Song You, Master took the word Menglai."

"Is your honor a member of the Taoist sect?"

"I grew up in a Taoist temple since I was a child."

"I don't know if there is a Taoist number?"

"There is no dao name for now." Song You looked at the local god calmly, "Why is Shan Gong looking for me?"

"The little god called Mr. Menglai." Wang Shangong was still polite, "It's really presumptuous to disturb Mr. Wang's slumber in the middle of the night, but this matter is related to the livelihood of the local people. Mr. Xiaoshenguan has advanced cultivation, so I come here to ask for help."

"Good Lord, please speak frankly."

"This matter started ten years ago."

Wang Shangong pondered for a while, speaking with the procrastinating style of people from the previous dynasty: "Ten years ago, a big demon came to this place to confuse people's hearts, and even asked the local people to build temples and ancestral halls for it, just 20 miles away from here. place."

When Song You heard it, he almost understood.

One person stares at each other with wide eyes. Song You was waiting for him to continue, and he seemed to be waiting for Song You to answer.

"Why didn't you report it?"

"Please listen to me, sir."

"..."

Song You suddenly showed helplessness.

It's just that most of these local yin gods are transformed after the death of people with outstanding virtues, and they are so old. As a junior, they should be respected more. It's hard for him to speak out when he is young.

"Then I'll make a long story short."

"……please."

"Although the great monster has powerful mana, it was wiped out a few years ago. It was suppressed and killed by the masters of Tianhai Temple and Zhou Leigong. I just thought that the obscene temple was not far from the main road, and it was a pity that it was destroyed. The stone statue was smashed, and it can also provide shelter for the tourists, so it stayed. Recently, the little god went on a tour and swam to Majiawan, and found that there was incense in the temple for some reason."

"Can Mr. Shan go to check?"

"Ashamed, ashamed, the little god's mana is low, and he doesn't know how to fight. When he saw the incense from a distance, he didn't dare to come closer." Wang Shangong showed shame.

"A wise move by a good man."

"This time I just want to ask my husband to check it out. If it is true, the little god will report it to the higher authorities when the moon is full in a few days."

"Shan Gong suspected that the monster was reborn through incense?"

"The little god thinks, probably so."

"I'll check it out tomorrow."

"Mr. has a noble character. My little god would like to thank you on behalf of the people around you." Wang Shangong gave another deep salute, and then said, "Mr. It’s not too important to go, but I’m just going to trouble you. As for the address, the little god has already written it on a piece of paper and put it in front of the altar.”

"Good lord, farewell."

"..."

Wang Shan was stunned for a moment, and then saluted immediately.

As soon as the ceremony was given, before he straightened up, everything around him turned into a cloud of smoke, which instantly dissipated, and Song You's eyes darkened.

When he opened his eyes again, he was still huddled in the corner of the village temple.

The village temple has a door without light, and the wooden door is not tight. The moonlight shines in through the gap, leaving a slanted white frost on the floor tiles, and a row of god statues is vaguely visible.

People in the rivers and lakes snored one after another.

Song You got up and searched on the altar. Instead of finding the paper in front of the statue of Wang Shangong, he found it in front of the statue of the Chijin Emperor. It should be Wang Shangong who was showing his belonging.

Jute paper is commonly used for drawing symbols, and the calligraphy is good.

He put away the paper and looked at the statues again.

This kind of village temple has always ignored Buddhism and Taoism, and the common people have no money to build a temple for each of them, so they have to let you squeeze together, don't feel wronged.

The center is naturally the Chijin Emperor, the current God of the Taoist Heavenly Palace, and the Lord of Ten Thousand Buddhas in Buddhism. There are gods on both sides, and they are basically gods who are relatively famous in the current society for various reasons. For example, there was a storybook novel that was widely circulated before, in which it focused on Zhou Leigong, the god of the Ministry of Thunder, so Zhou Leigong's popularity in people's hearts has increased, and his position has also changed in many newly built small temples, especially those built by the people spontaneously. It has to stand out.

I don't know if he benefited from it.

The development and evolution of gods is mostly like this.

Then there are the local gods. If you have to talk about jurisdiction and authority, there are mountain gods, river gods, road gods, and village gods, most of whom are transformed by people.

After these people died, people will never forget them, and with the power of vows, they will naturally turn into gods. There is a high probability that the imperial court will also confer them the post of righteous gods.

In fact, in this world, whether it is the Taoist Heavenly Palace or the Buddhist Western Paradise, the so-called Mantian Gods and Buddhas have a high status in the hearts of the people, especially believers, but their essence is no different from these small local gods who became gods due to the power of vows.

Therefore, it often happens that one emperor and one God.

For example, the Chijin Emperor, it is rumored that he was born from the beginning of the world, and practiced hard for 1,350 kalpas, and each kalpa should be 129,600 years before he was certified as the emperor of heaven. I am convinced of this. Even those who don't believe in him, most of them think that people have believed in him since ancient times, but in fact his name was born nearly two hundred years ago. Two hundred years ago, no one in this world believed in him, not even his name.

It is necessary to maintain a lofty image of gods in the hearts of the people, but Master warned Song You since he was a child that as a practitioner, he must have a correct and clear understanding of them, unlike ordinary people.

But what this cognition should be, the master never told him, and he only let him know it by himself.

Song You is still building his cognition.

He looked at the statue of God by the moonlight for a long time, but couldn't fall asleep after thinking about it, so he turned around, pushed the door open and walked out.

The air in the middle of the night blows towards your face in an instant, but you don’t feel cold, you just feel fresh. When you look up, you can see that the night is clear and dust-free, and the moonlight is like silver. Under the moonlight, a few clouds seem to be coated with a layer of silver, as if they are shining On the other hand, the mountains are outlined in rolling outlines, which is a beautiful scene under the moon.

Just sit under the moon until the dawn breaks.

...

Song You left Jinyang Road and walked into a branch line.

This is also a main road, but I don't know the name. It is one level lower than Jinyang Road, which connects the capital, but it is also spacious.

Song You was not in a hurry at all, he stopped and walked all the way, stopped and asked a few times, and finally found this temple.

It is said that it is not far from the main road, but in fact it is on the mountainside next to the main road, which can be seen from a distance, but it may take two miles to walk there——Song You began to think that Wang Shangong said it was not far from the main road, so he kept walking Walking along the main road, I passed by without knowing it, or turned back after asking for directions.

It was afternoon when we arrived.

Song You hung his suitcase on a tree branch a hundred meters away, and walked along the path to the ruined temple, as if he had no fear at all.

As soon as he got close, he could smell the scent of incense.

It is indeed incense.

If you smell it carefully, you can still smell it. It should be local homemade incense. The taste is biased towards mosquito repellent herbs, refreshing and refreshing.

This ruined temple is about the same size as the one last night, and its shape is similar to that of a formal temple palace, only slightly smaller. And there is only one temple. In general, self-built temples in rural areas are mostly governed by this kind of regulation, and there are usually no monks, Taoists or abbots.

But it's much older than the one last night.

Song You stopped at the door and looked carefully.

There are still doors but no windows, but this temple doesn’t even have a door, and now there is a bamboo fence blocking the door. The walls were originally painted with red paint, but now there are not only many peeling places, but also many cracks and scars. There are many traces of cutting with knives, axes, lightning strikes and fires, and some even penetrated the walls.

Song You's eyes moved along these traces, as if he had outlined the fighting phenomenon at that time in his mind.

Withdrawing his gaze, he walked towards the door.

The fence was only slightly covered, and it was removed casually.

Song You stepped into the temple and took a deep breath. There was no unpleasant smell, only the herbal smell of homemade incense.

Looking up at the altar again——

The original statue has long since disappeared, but there are still traces of the statue being erected, but now there is a statue of a cat made of clay. Compared with the original statue that was at least as tall as a person, it looks extraordinarily small, which is normal cat size.

The mud square in front was riddled with holes from incense sticks, most of which had been burned out, only three sticks of incense were still burning, and they burned to the back half.

Sure enough, it is homemade earthy fragrance.

It's the kind wrapped in red paper with herbal powder and a bamboo stick inside. It's very flame-resistant and has a nice scent.

In addition, there are even tributes.

There are cooked meats and raw fish that are as wide as a finger.

Song You stood in the middle of the temple, turned his head left and right, looked around the whole temple, went up to the altar, twirled a hair, put it in front of his eyes, looked at it carefully for a while, and then threw it away It turned to find a place to sit down.

This one doesn't seem to be in the temple.

Out on business?

And he still can't tell what's going on.

Perhaps the locals have become spirited animals, greedy for incense and incense in the world, and seeing a temple here, they took it for themselves without knowing how serious it is.

Incense has a fatal attraction to mountain spirits and ghosts.

Maybe the locals did it spontaneously, and it happened that some wild cats on the mountain used this place as their nest.

In this era, cats are indeed worshiped as gods in some places, in the hope that they can catch the mice and leave more food for the family.

It is also possible that the monster was really resurrected back then.

After waiting for about an hour, seeing the sun getting more and more slanted, the golden light came in from the door, spreading inward little by little, and when the light was about to hit the feet of Song You who was sitting cross-legged, there was finally movement outside.

Song You calmly got up and looked.

A cat walked slowly along the path in the sun. The weeds growing on the path were no shorter than it, and it was often squeezed away by it. When it encountered a dirt ditch, its body seemed to have no weight, and it jumped lightly. He stepped over gracefully.

It has known for a long time that there are people in the temple, but it is not vigilant, and it still walks swaggeringly, until it reaches the door, a paw is on the threshold, and it looks up to see a person in a Taoist robe inside. Its eyes After froze for a moment, he gradually became vigilant.

Look left, look right.

ponder, ponder.

The claws on the threshold were retracted and put back again, and finally decided to walk in.

Seeing it crossing the threshold lightly, looking up and looking at Song You, those eyes are like amber, I am afraid that it can be charming without any means:

"Taoist priest?"

The structure of the vocal cords of ghosts is different from that of humans. Without the human form, even if they speak human words, they cannot distinguish between men and women. At most, they can hear their original race from their voices, and at most they can tell their age.

The cat speaks in a clear voice, not hoarse.

"What's your name?"

Song You saluted it angrily.

"I am Empress Sanhua."

"My surname is Song, Empress Sanhua, please be polite."

"What are you doing in my temple?"

"I stayed at the village temple last night. Entrusted by the local gods, I came to see the incense in this temple." Song You stood up straight, but had to lower his head. Is there a human imperial imperial seal?"

"what is that?"

"that is……"

Song You looked at it, but paused.

This kitten is a low-level demon cat, most likely it has not yet become a spirit, and seeing the clear stupidity in its eyes, I am afraid that it needs to organize its language well.

The new book has been signed, thanks to the big guys for the monthly tickets, recommendation tickets and rewards, thank you to the hosts, thank you Xiaojin, thank you for not returning to the north wind, thank you to everyone who is reading, you put me on the new book list so quickly, I'm very nervous, so here's a cat for everyone.