I Have Died Long Ago, Poor Because No One Burns Paper?

Of course, there was no such villa in Ping'an District in the past.

If Yang Shou guessed correctly, this villa was the sacrifice that was burned to him last night.

After one night, it inexplicably stood in the middle of the community.

And let the residents of the community believe that the villa has long existed, and they are used to it.

If this power to modify cognition on a large scale is also weird, it is likely to be related to the weirdness of the meme level,

Each meme has unique characteristics and may be animated or just a meaningless conversation.

But the common feature is that it is difficult to limit and recognize, and can distort reality to a certain extent, and even formulate rules that are completely different from reality.

Just like mobile phones, although they don't show any danger, they can ignore any situation on a global scale and parasite electronic devices.

That in itself speaks for how scary it is.

"It turns out that the connection between Zhao Maimai and me is related to some kind of meme."

"The weirdness surrounding me is getting more and more terrifying."

Yang Shou gave a wry smile, and quickly adjusted his mood again.

Although I want to know the truth of the world and the secrets of myself.

But at present, he is not yet capable of fighting memes.

Improve yourself step by step first.

Pass through the green belt of the community and come to the gate of the villa.

With a push, the door swung open.

"This house is nice, with rockery and flowing water, very rural style."

Yang Shou looked at the arrangement in the courtyard and was very satisfied.

After a brief turn around, another luxury car with a statuette standing on the front was found in the garage.

The door is unlocked, the key is on the seat.

Open the door and start the fire, all in one go.

Relying on the comfortable leather seat, he drove all the way out of the Ping An District.

The traffic on the road was rushing, and the horns sounded one after another.

Occasionally, bad-tempered drivers rolled down their windows and yelled at the congested traffic ahead.

The city is alive and real, and if you don't know the nature of the world, it is no different from the real reality.

Driving in the driveway, Yang Shou noticed another benefit of driving a luxury car.

Those irritable drivers will subconsciously stay away when they pass by his car.

After all, it is affordable, but it is likely that you cannot afford it.

After a whole morning's work, Yang Shou finally bought the pure Langhao brush and cinnabar.

The next step is the Taoist yellow talisman.

This thing wants to be real, just go to the Taoist temple.

Fortunately in this world there are all kinds of religions.

There are also temples.

After a simple lunch, Yang Shou ran all the way to an old Taoist temple in the suburbs.

After parking the car and leaving it far away, I could smell the faint aroma of sandalwood.

It seems that there are many pilgrims in the old Taoist temple.

"I don't know if everyone is weird, what are they worshiping?"

Yang Shou cursed in his heart, stepped into the Taoist temple, and looked at the gods on the high platform.

With a blue face and fangs, a majestic figure exuding an indescribable majesty.

However, he didn't know much about it, and couldn't recognize any of them. After a few glances, he looked away in disinterest.

"Layman, do you want to burn incense?"

A young Taoist priest approached with a smile, pointed to the incense on the altar, "burn two sticks, seek good fortune and avoid evil, and be safe."

"good."

Yang Shou didn't refuse, and went forward to pick up three incense sticks, ready to light them with the help of candles.

After more than ten seconds passed, the incense head still showed no sign of burning.

"Is the fragrance body damp?"

Yang Shou was a little puzzled and asked casually.

But he didn't hear the Taoist answer.

Looking up, the young Taoist priest's face was pale, and his eyes were staring straight at this side, as if he saw something horrifying.

"Why can't your incense burn?"

Yang Shou asked again, his voice raised.

"Ah?" The young Taoist came back to his senses, stepped forward in a panic, and took the incense from Yang Shou's hand, "Maybe it's the tide."

"Then I'll change some." Yang Shou stretched out his hand, wanting to try some more incense.

"No need, no need." The young Taoist stood in front of the altar and smiled, "Layman, did you come to the Taoist temple just to offer incense?"

"It doesn't count."

Yang Shou pondered for a while, and felt that his request was not too abrupt, so he told the truth:

"Actually, I want to buy some yellow talismans, the kind used in your Taoist temples as blessing talismans."

The young Taoist nodded again and again, "This is easy to handle, Layman, wait for me for a while."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Yang Shou to react, he ran into the backyard in a hurry.

"I didn't expect the Taoist priests here to be very talkative."

Yang Shou immediately had a good impression of the old Taoist temple.

...

"Yiping, why are you running in such a panic?"

In the backyard, an old Taoist priest with white hair and beard was closing his eyes and resting his mind. When he heard the movement, he opened his eyes, feeling a little displeased.

"Monastery, I'm sorry, I didn't see you just now."

The young Taoist priest named Yiping was taken aback and hurriedly stopped.

The temple master said lightly: "Tell me, what happened, you are so panicked."

Yiping stammered and said:

"Tao... There are visitors from the Taoist temple who come to burn incense, but the incense does not burn!"

Hearing this, the originally calm temple master suddenly changed color, and there was only shock on his face.

"Monastery Lord, you said that if you encounter a situation where the incense is not dyed, it can only represent one thing."

"The person who came, is a level of weirdness like the fierce god we enshrined!"

Yiping didn't seem to shy away from the word "weird", so he said it naturally.

If Yang Shou is here, he must understand that this Taoist temple probably knows many things about this world.

"What is he here for?"

The viewer became nervous.

"He wants to buy a yellow talisman."

A bottle of honest answer.

"Why do you buy this? The Fierce God wants to make talismans by himself, so how terrifying is the existence to deal with?"

The temple master also panicked, "Go get the talisman, pick the best one, and send him away quickly."