Starting from the recovery of Shanhaijing

Chapter 113 Dragon and Tiger Yama
The backyard of the restaurant by Chengjing Lake.

It was evening.

As the shopkeeper of the restaurant and the host of the sacrificial ceremony last night, Wu Qi with gray temples stood under the eaves, looking at the lead-black clouds above his head with a dull expression, completely ignoring that the incoming wind and rain had already wetted his robe.

God Hebo is dead.

His privilege as priest disappeared overnight.

When the person who was nodding and bowing to Wu Qi looked at him again, his eyes were a little more inexplicable.

The previous awe is even more gone.

Yesterday, he could still work on crutches for a whole day. He was full of energy and felt that he could use up his strength. But now, even if he is standing like this, he still needs to lean on the pillars beside him. His depressed mood makes his body weak. The situation also took a turn for the worse.

"Master, it's time to worship the gods, it's windy outside, come in quickly."

The woman stood by the door holding the best quality incense that could be bought in Jingjiang Town, and said worriedly.

"Sacrifice to the gods, and a fart!"

Turn around and grab the incense sticks, and walk into the incense hall built for sacrifice.

Close the door.

Wu Qi looked at the Sandu Buddha on the table case, then moved to the exquisite and luxurious He Bo statue beside him, gritted his teeth, walked forward a few steps quickly, and dragged out a huge wooden box from under the table case.

With trembling hands, he opened the hanging brass lock and lifted the lid of the box. He Bo's head lay in it, exuding a stench, and it was already highly rotten.

There is no sign of recovery.

Falling backwards to the ground, Wu Qi put one foot on the wooden box, cursing uncontrollably,
"Trash, what a fucking scum, I still treat you as a god, and you got your head chopped off just like that."

The evil spirit undoubtedly has a strong control over its followers, but that is based on people's fear of it.

It is alive, it is a god, it is an earth immortal.

A group of believers are willing to do all kinds of absurd things in order to satisfy its disgusting desire.

Now it's dead.

In front of the believers, another guy who was more ruthless kicked his head like a ball.

When the fear is gone, all that is left is resentment!

Turning his eyes to He Bo's statue again, Wu Qi struggled to get up, ready to completely smash this waste product that cost him a lot of money to build.

But just when he was about to make a move, the door of Xiangtang suddenly opened.

The icy wind and rain poured in, causing Wu Qi to shiver involuntarily. Immediately, he seemed to think of something, his face was full of panic, and he hurriedly turned around and was about to kneel down to the statue of He Bo on the table.

He Bo appeared?

Bang!
Wu Qi's knee hadn't touched the ground yet, but the statue of He Bo suddenly burst, and the fragments flew everywhere.

This sudden scene made Wu Qi stunned on the spot, and hastily stretched out his hand to the ground and rolled forward, but he refused to put on a kneeling posture.

When I looked up again, I saw that the rain that had blown into the incense hall stagnated out of thin air, and immediately gathered in one place, forming a vague human shape, and a voice like Hong Zhong Dalu sounded in my ears,

"Before I left, I should have said that the area around Chengjing Lake will be my domain from now on, and all ceremonies against this toad are prohibited. What, you think the weather is too hot, and you want to soak in the lake for half a day?"

"I don't know if God is coming, I... I'm not going to worship this river toad, just now I was planning to destroy its statue and the head in the box, lest this evildoer continue to cause harm to the world."

After all, he is an old guy who can be the chief priest of He Bo. Among other things, his brain and mouth are very quick. Wu Qi immediately guessed that the person who appeared in front of him at this time should be the fierce god from last night.

"That evildoer has been beheaded by me, and now I am taking over as the water god of Chengjing Lake and even the Jingjiang River. Why don't you see me offering sacrifices?"

The human form condensed by the rain collapsed, turned into a fierce tiger and approached Wu Qi, uttering words.

"Don't blame us for offering sacrifices to the God. It's just that we ordinary people don't know how to sacrifice, and we don't know what the God requires. If we need to marry a wife and make offerings, I will prepare it immediately."

Hearing the word "sacrifice", Wu Qi, who was kneeling on the ground, was not overjoyed, and even with an originally depressed expression, he was much cheered up, and said in a hurry.

"That is a ritual to sacrifice to evildoers. It must be banned in the future. I don't want property, let alone your wives and daughters. You only need to set up an altar for me and pray sincerely every day. I will accept your incense offerings. In the future, I will surely Bless you, wait!"

The huge tiger's head leaned in front of Wu Qi, and the faint blue animal pupils looked directly into the latter's eyes.

"I don't know what kind of standard this altar needs to be built?"

"Pick up a pen and paper, follow me."

The tiger overtook Wu Qi and walked to the door of the house. The latter got up quickly, his hands and feet were much more flexible than before, he grabbed the pen and paper on the side of the table and rushed out.

As soon as he stepped over the threshold, Wu Qi saw the tiger jump up and merge into the rain curtain above the courtyard.

In the next second, the rainwater flowed and collected, and finally turned into a few lines of text.

"A miracle. This is a miracle!"

Kneeling down on the ground without hesitation, Wu Qi shouted with tears in his eyes, and his movements were not slow, writing down all the requirements word by word.

When the last stroke fell, the rain fell again.

In the middle of the courtyard, a burly Taoist riding a ferocious tiger and carrying a dark green long sword appeared at some time, standing in the rain and looking at Wu Qi:

"Your name!"

"Foolish people Wu Qi, it is really a blessing for three lives to meet the God!"

Recalling in his mind the scene when the God in front of him crushed that beast last night, Wu Qi couldn't help but tremble with excitement.

This is what a fairy should look like, isn't it?
How could he have believed in a beast that could give people nightmares even just by looking at it?

"The Dharma altar must be completed before tomorrow night, the sooner the better, if it can be done, I will ensure that your Jingjiang Town will be prosperous and peaceful in the future."

"Please rest assured God will not let you down!"

For Wu Qi, this is an excellent opportunity. With this altar, he will gain the admiration of everyone again and become the spokesperson of God in the world. For this, he will spare no expense.

After receiving the response, Shangshen seemed to have no intention of staying any longer, and rode away on a tiger through the rainy sky.

Wu Qi, who was being moved by himself, remembered that he still didn't know how to call this new Jingjiang water god, so he hurriedly shouted,
"Dare to ask God's respect?"

A brief silence.

bang~
Thunder suddenly sounded, the Taoist disappeared without a trace, and Wu Qi knelt down on the ground again, kowtowing again and again.

He heard the last name left by God.

Dragon Tiger Yama!

"Master~Old. What are you doing? The folks in charge of the Ghost Festival ceremony will come over in a while. With your current appearance, how can you see them?"

The woman came out from the corridor at the side, and saw her master kowtowing on the ground like a lunatic, and hurried forward to express concern.

"Heh, the Hungry Ghost Festival ceremony, who will participate in such a child's play house?"

Carefully folding the paper in his hand, and glancing at his wife, Wu Qi's face was full of disdain,

"Tell them, go discuss it yourself, and let someone notify those people immediately. Before nightfall, I will personally notify them. Whether the wealth and power of our Wu family can continue depends on this experience!"

He didn't even bother to take the crutches behind him anymore, the current Wu Qi didn't have the same declining appearance as before, he could be called high-spirited.

He didn't notice the two figures standing on the courtyard wall not far away.

"Your method is very useful, do you have research on this?"

Yan Luo, the dragon and tiger, that is, Yan Jing held an umbrella and watched the two people in the courtyard leave separately, so he couldn't help asking.

Earlier in the pagoda, Yan Jing carefully considered Yu Zhen's idea.

Although they are not optimistic about the success rate, He Jianbing and Xie Chong have not come to attack for a long time, and they are unable to take the initiative because of Zhao Qianwu's serious injury. Instead of passively waiting, it is better to come out and try.

It's just that what Yan Jing didn't expect was that Yu Zhen's plan of "pretending to be a ghost" was smoother than expected.

"The descriptions of the gods in the folklore are nothing more than those kinds. You just showed your power last night. Many people still remember your existence. In addition to Wu Qi, I'm sure that as long as you can bring him wealth and power , he can have a very flexible belief choice.”

Yu Zhen has studied too many ancient folklore stories about gods, so she knows exactly which ones people in this era eat,
"It's just that after tomorrow night, when you leave, that guy will have a hard time in the future."

"Heh, why do you think I specifically chose him, a person who has been busy giving women, children, and treasures to Xie Chong these past few years? If it wasn't for some usefulness, he should have been sent to the bottom of the river to accompany He Bo!"

For this kind of scum, Yan Jing would not have the slightest pity, and turned to look at Yu Zhen,
"It's up to you next."

The arrangement of the sealing circle cannot be completed by ordinary people, and Yu Zhen must be involved. Therefore, in the text condensed with rainwater just now, Yan Jing deliberately mentioned the existence of the angel, and asked Yu Zhen to join in the arrangement of the "Altar of Law" "team.

"The key lies in Wu Qi's ability to mobilize. There are only a few hours left before the Ghost Festival, and the construction of the sealing array must be completed before the evil erupts in order to be useful."

"Don't worry, such a power-hungry person will gamble everything for this last chance!"

In the incense hall just now, Yan Jing had fully seen the desire in Wu Qi's heart.

I am afraid that only this kind of person can be favored by Xie Chong.

Yu Zhen pursed her lips and was about to speak, but the noise from a distance attracted her attention.

In the direction of the pagoda, the red signal flare went straight into the sky.

Zhao Qianwu and Yu Ke were attacked!

(End of this chapter)