Talk about the world of mortals in detail

When she talked about the boy, the landlady was filled with guilt. Now that she thought about it, she had even been ready to pick up the boy's ghost and send it to the underworld.

Not every deceased person will have a ghost come to the scene. Local land and small gods often take care of the pick-up and drop-off of the deceased. For example, in some very remote places with other interferences, such as such "accidents" that even the ghosts may not predict.

"Oh, it was me who harmed the dog, cough, cough, cough. When Zhenjun came here, you must have seen that ghost, right? Ahem."

Tutupo will think clearly now, and she can naturally guess the reason why Xiansheng Zhenjun suddenly came here?

However, as she spoke, she also began to cough, and the coughing sound was relatively violent. In Yi Shuyuan's Dharma eyes, every time the land woman coughed, a trace of incense mixed with ghostly smell would escape from the corner of her mouth.

This is not only a factor of damage, but also a way for the earth woman to use her own Shinto magic power to expel evil spirits, and to get rid of stubborn diseases at the expense of herself.

"Cough 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, since Yi Shuyuan was here, he naturally couldn't let the evil spirit escape. Just as he thought, the sacred light of the Dharma Body of the Revealed Holy Lord shone through, melting it instantly like the scorching sun shining on the remaining snow.

At this meeting, Yi Shuyuan also answered Tutu Po's question.

"Of course I've seen the ghost. Don't worry, that child is considered lucky and has a good fortune. He hasn't lost his life yet, but his family will be worried for a while, but"

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

"Where this thing came from still needs to be found out, but I can feel that there is no related thing in the nearby villages. I think the source is not here. This matter is quite difficult and of great concern."

Yi Shuyuan's eyes flashed as he spoke, and he looked at the paper in his hand.

This paper is actually not an extraordinary material, but just ordinary paper. Even the ghosts painted on it are ordinary ink and paint.

In other words, although this painting is only a small fragment, it is very likely that it was painted by someone!

Tutu Po understood the meaning of Xian Sheng Zhenjun and nodded.

"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, where the old Miao Zhu gradually fell asleep while folding yellow paper, and soon dozed off against a chair.

Half asleep and half awake, I seemed to hear someone 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, and it seemed to be the voice of an old woman. Miao Zhu opened the door and looked around. The Tutu Temple was not a big place, and it was impossible for people to come here all the time, so there was no one else in the temple except him.

"Who, who's calling?"

Miao Zhu shouted, but no one responded.

"Qigui."

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

"Qigui."

The land god appears!

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

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

This temple blessing is also a person with some abilities. He can be regarded as a figure like a country magic stick and a goddess. He has inherited many local methods. He can treat some diseases and drive away some evil spirits. The original bodies of some warlocks are also similar figures, or in other words 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 its mouth to speak. He was excited and hesitant at the same time. Then he realized what happened last time and thought about it, but his mind was so confused that he couldn't remember anything.

"Go and check it out quickly. Find out the origin of this painting. Don't try to alert others."

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, Miao Zhu woke up with a shudder on the chair in the kitchen.

At this moment, Miao Zhu was half lying with his head leaning 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 inside were folded into the basket. The dream just now was still vivid in his mind, and the voice in the dream seemed like Still in my ears.

Miao Zhu stood up, opened the door of the kitchen and looked towards the temple. The statue of Tutu Po was sitting on the altar.

As a person who often helped people from nearby villages deal with weddings and funerals, and helped with some folk rituals, Miao Zhu did not dare to be careless about the dream he just had. He walked quickly into the hall and looked at the incense burner.

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

"Grandma Tu, did you take it away?"

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

"Pap~"

Holy Yao, I fell down three times in a row, and it was always 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 wood stick enshrined in front of the altar with both hands.

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan was standing not far from the statue. Seeing this, he pointed directly towards the peach wood stick. Suddenly, a divine light shot out from his fingertips and fell into the peach wood stick.

When Miao Zhu picked up the peach wood stick, he felt that the stick had become slightly heavier. He looked at it in surprise and felt that there was a faint golden glow on the stick. When he looked again, it seemed that nothing had happened, but the stick The weight of the stick has indeed changed.

Miao Zhu no longer hesitated and immediately left the temple and walked outside. The Tudui Temple did not need him to worry too much. The villagers could take care of themselves when they came to offer incense and worship the gods.

Although the Tutu Temple is outside this village, people from the three nearby villages will come here when something happens. The one where the accident happened last time is a little far away, but because the temple is faster than a young man's feet, a visit only takes one stick of incense.

As soon as the temple Zhu left, Yi Shuyuan looked at Tutu Po, said "Have a good life and practice", and then disappeared directly in front of her.

This scene shocked Tutu Po, because she didn't see any escape method at all, nor did she see the divine light go away. It was as if the Xian Sheng Zhenjun had never existed here at all, and he had simply disappeared.

Of course, Yi Shuyuan did not disappear, but directly dispersed the God Transformation and followed the temple blessing in his spiritual body.

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 wander around with his spiritual thoughts.

Moreover, there are probably not many people in the world who can detect his wandering spiritual thoughts, and they are more concealed than normal Shinto methods.

——

In Dengzhou City, in the Xian Sheng Zhenjun Temple, Hu Kuangming looked serious in the living room in the backyard of the temple. He took his pulse for half an hour before finally grasping some details from the chaotic pulse.

After I had a grasp of my condition, I started flipping through the books 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.

"Another thing is very strange. With such a weak constitution, the pulse is connected to the meridians, but there is still some vitality. The springs on the soles of the feet are warm from within. It shouldn't be oh, this is of course a good sign!"

Chen Han glanced at Mai Lingfei. This was of course because of his innate innocence.

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

"We can't let him get infected by the wind evil again. To calm his nerves, he can gradually replenish his vitality with warm medicine and food, and maybe he can still survive."

As before, Hu Kuangming brought a lot of books with him when he saw a doctor. Now there were many books spread out beside the bed and on the table.

But the difference from before is that now he does not feel anxious when reading, but he always has some clues in his heart and is always confident that he can prescribe the right medicine.

Mr. Yi once said that the so-called benevolence of doctors, if people in the medical profession treat the world's patients with this, have a desire for knowledge and want to help people recover, then the improvement of medical skills will sometimes be faster.

This may be some of the special features of this world. The term "like divine assistance" 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 in the heart.

When Chen Han saw that Hu Kuangming seemed to be about to write a prescription, she got up and left first, walking 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 cauldron outside for believers to place incense, while the small incense burner inside has limited space and cannot hold many incense sticks.

Chen Han responded one by one, then walked to the altar and looked at the incense burner. She seemed to be re-inserting a few uninserted incense sticks, grabbing the bottom of the incense and inserting it downwards.

She also understood 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: Ahhhhh, Kavin, I have insomnia and mental anxiety. I wanted to ask for leave, but I punched myself. You are such a weakling and want to ask for leave again?

There are a few words missing, I will try my best tomorrow!