The years when I opened a coffin shop in the world of Ninth Uncle

Chapter 35 The Second Master Statue
The three sticks of incense are the reward given by the Yin-Yang Illustrated Book after killing Huang Pizi.

The rewards of the Yin-Yang Illustrated Book must be good things, there is no doubt about it.

Xu Ping also wanted to try it quickly, how did this incense belief create gods.

At this time, there was no one around, so Xu Ping took a box of matches, lit the three sticks of incense, and the smoke was clear and curled into the sky.

The aroma and smoke linger all over the body, condensing and not dispersing.

The three sticks of incense burned out quickly in a very short period of time, and in Xu Ping's sight, the clear smoke blinded his eyes, and his surroundings were wrapped in clear smoke.

At this time, Xu Ping in the room looked like a huge silkworm chrysalis from the outside.

It's just that the silkworm chrysalis transformed from the clear smoke is still changing its appearance as the clear smoke surges.

Buddha, Bodhisattva, Sanqing, Jade Emperor, all kinds of gods and Buddhas, one by one manifested in the fragrance.

Afterwards, the aroma of the clear smoke slowly transpired inward, and gradually submerged into Xu Ping's body, without even a single bit of it drifting into the air.

Xu Ping sat cross-legged on the bed, his eyebrows stretched, like an old monk in meditation.

Not long after, he opened his eyes suddenly, the sky was filled with gods and Buddhas, and all the stars in the sky were gathered in his eyes, and he murmured: "So this is, incense belief."

After burning this incense, Xu Ping absorbed the aroma and obtained a god-making technique: incense belief.

Absorb the beliefs of people's incense and incense, and perform the act of creating gods.

In fact, in a sense, gods are man-made, and the reason why gods are called gods is the blessing of human faith.

This kind of power, which is illusory but real, is the power that many people and monsters on the road of cultivation are extremely coveted.

For example, in "Fengshen Yanyi", the real body of Nezha, whose flesh was cut to return to his mother and bone to return to his father, was destroyed. Under the guidance of Yun Zhongzi, Yin Shiniang built a temple, built a golden body for Nezha, and enjoyed the incense and offerings of the people. But it was destroyed by his father Li Jing, and he almost succeeded in repaying Yang.

This is the power of incense.

The more incense the gods have, the stronger their mana is. The gods collect incense, in fact, they collect the power of faith from the people. The stronger the power of faith, the stronger the mana of the gods.

Of course, not all gods are that powerful.

The general mountain god, Shuibo, and land father, when absorbing the power of belief in the world, they also need a carrier of faith and wish power.

As for Xu Ping at this moment, first of all, he himself is the biggest carrier of the will, and secondly, he can turn anything into a carrier of the will, even if the object is a lump of Xiang.

As long as someone worships, it is fine.

After learning about this incense belief, without further ado, Xu Ping took a piece of leftover material from the yard and began to carve.

Who is most worshiped by people in southern Guangdong, it must be Guan Erye, not to mention every household, it is basically nine out of ten.

As the sawdust fluttered and fell to the ground, Erye Guan under the carving knife slowly began to take shape.

Not long after, Guan Erye, who was as tall as a man and a half, stood in a pile of sawdust, lifelike.

Fortunately, there are still some rouge gouache in the store, which are used when making paper figurines. At this time, they are used to paint Guan Erye's red face, and the ash from the bottom of the pot to paint the black beard hanging down to his chest...

Gradually, a dignified and majestic Guan Erye suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

……

Xu Ping once again made a simple shrine with scraps of wood, and placed it on the green dragon seat of the coffin shop.

Put up the statue of Guan Erye, put on the incense burner, insert three sticks of fresh incense, and the clear smoke will curl up.

In an instant.

In the world, an illusory force is slowly gathering towards the coffin shop.

The body of Guan Erye's statue, the original dull paint, suddenly became shiny like polishing and waxing.

"hiss."

Looking at Second Master Guan in front of him, Xu Ping took a deep breath, feeling a sense of urgency.

He could feel that the magical power of incense and incense in the world was pouring into the body of the wooden carving Guan Erye bit by bit from the void.

It was the incense offered by the people around him. When they worshiped piously, they generated the power of faith in Guan Erye, and part of it was intercepted by this statue.

Guan Erye, who contains the power of incense and vows, sits here, and the evil spirits will naturally retreat. Those lonely ghosts who dare to approach will be strangled on the spot in an instant, and their bodies and spirits will be destroyed.

Not only that, but there is an even more powerful function, when the power of incense and fire has accumulated to a certain amount, you can even invite the real body of the martial sage to descend.

Xu Ping was overjoyed.

He was already worried that there were too many secrets in the family, and it would be bad if some ghosts and ghosts stole the house.

Now that the second master is in charge of the house, it is naturally safe, if not, another Lu Meng in white will pop out.

Feeling the concentration of incense and wish power, Xu Ping smiled brightly, but he suddenly realized that his smile froze, and he took out the treasure he got last night, a piece of tree root, from his bosom.

There is also a reason why Xu Ping thinks this tree root is a treasure.

The gray tree roots were not blackened or damaged in the raging fire, but a faint light appeared instead.

But I didn't notice it last night, so if I look at the tree root now, I won't be able to recognize it.

This tree root is the carrier used by Huang Pizi to absorb the power of the incense, and the power of the incense contained in it is not much different from that which is continuously gathered.

To talk about the only difference, Xu Ping felt that the tree root in his hand contained more complicated and even gloomy incense power.

If it were human incense vows, it would definitely not be the case. The only reason is that these incense vows might be obtained from uncivilized wild animals in the mountains.

"Where did this yellow man learn this skill?" Xu Ping suddenly became suspicious. Ordinary monsters don't have such knowledge, and the carrier of incense and wish power is not so easy to handle.

Not everyone is the same as me. Tianhu starts the game and gets what he wants.

After pondering for a while, he didn't think about it, so he simply didn't want to.

It happened that the paper figurine came in with bath water and poured water into the large bathtub in the room.

Seeing this, Xu Ping undressed and took a bath to sleep.

And just as he was sleeping soundly, the tree root began to emit a faint light again, and the power of incense and fire spread towards the distance.

Guan Erye on the shrine suddenly glowed, and a stream of light hit the roots of the tree, and the act of spreading incense and fire power outside the roots stopped immediately.

It's just that there are still traces of incense and wish power, which have drifted along the vast night to Jiushu's Yizhuang.

……

When Xu Ping woke up, it was already sunset.

The sun shines across the green mountains and shines into Renjia Town, where gold is everywhere.

Xu Ping made a cup of tea, sat at the door of the coffin shop, and watched the fireworks of Wanjia.

At this moment, his eyes narrowed, and he saw Yang Feiyan running out of the alley with long legs and heading straight for him.

"Here, shopkeeper Xu, what you want." Yang Feiyan came to the front and handed out a piece of paper.

It seems that they kept their promise and came to send news every day.

Xu Ping got up to pick it up, changed his previous angry expression, and said with a gentle smile, "Thank you."

Why is she so gentle and polite today... Yang Feiyan couldn't help being surprised, she poked her head and glanced into the store, she seemed a little curious, but probably a little scared, suddenly remembered something, and asked: "Master Xu, my sister asked you, how about that?" Something, have you found it?"

"Checking." Xu Ping said casually while looking down at the note.

Yang Feiyan responded, "Then I'm leaving."

After saying hello, she walked away with smoke and dust billowing all the way.

Seeing Yang Feiyan walking away, Xu Ping then lowered his head and continued to look at the letter paper in his hand, thoughtfully.

The content recorded on the letter paper, there are three sentences written in Juan Xiu Xiaokai:
[The grave of Mrs. Liu in Wanliu Town next door was pried open by someone, and her body is nowhere to be found. 】

[It still happened in Wanliu Town. The lady of Wang Yuan’s family suddenly became seriously ill, and a Taoist priest came to the door and said that it was evil spirits...] (That’s all other people said, and I don’t know the rest.)
[Last night, the wild dogs in the town flocked to Yizhuang suddenly. 】

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