Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 187 Provocation (3k)

On a sunny day, Lin Feng moved a stone one ton smaller to write and draw in the yard.

Standing behind Lin Feng, Xiao Miaozhu watched him writing letters eloquently, hesitating to speak several times.

He really couldn't help it.

Lin Feng's handwriting is really ugly.

The people watching scratched their ears and scratched their cheeks, making them want to grab the brush and write for him.

Unfortunately not.

So Xiaomiao Zhu was very sad.

Moreover, the content of the letter is somewhat difficult to describe.

Lin Feng wrote letters one by one, which said, [You bastards, I found out that you replaced the Maoshan sect in the Shangqing, and I came to kill your father]

The back of the letter reads [If you don’t kill me, I’ll go to Beijing, Maoshan, Laoshan, Longhushan, Longmen and other places to sue one by one, and I’ll tell you today, if you don’t kill me, this matter will never end]

Finally, a line of words flowed out.

【I hope you arrive early】

Seeing the last message, Xiao Miaozhu's face twitched again, and he began to think about the plan to drive Lin Feng out of Tianfei Temple.

He felt as if he had seen a man who had lost his mind.

If you leave it in the temple, big things will happen.

He is dying, and he can't rest for a while before he dies, enjoy and enjoy?
So he brought up the old matter again and wanted to tell Lin Feng to leave. Lin Feng had a thick skin and put on a face, like a dementia.

"Ah, what did you say?"

"Come on, where are you going? Oh, you asked me to write in the main hall? No, it's sunny here."

"Why leave? My ears are not good, please speak louder."

Xiaomiaozhu's face turned red with anger!

After trying to chase Lin Feng away, Xiao Miaozhu changed his story.

"Why don't you take two doses of medicine, I'll go to the city to find a good doctor for you, and grab a strong medicine."

Xiaomiaozhu made serious suggestions.

Lin Feng grinned: "OK."

Xiao Miaozhu: "You are really shameless."

Lin Feng: "Thank you."

Xiao Miaozhu recognized the talisman on the letter.

But the talisman was not recognized.

But this is not important.

He felt that the words on it alone were enough to diagnose the illness of the person in front of him.

This is hysteria.

Terminal illness.

You need to have an injection and take medicine.

If it can't be cured, it will kill you.

Lin Feng waved his hand: "No, I think I am very good, no, I think I am unexpectedly good."

"Okay, it's up to you."

Xiao Miaozhu stood by and continued to read, but seeing Lin Feng's words on the letter became more and more vulgar, Xiao Miaozhu couldn't help it anymore.

"You don't seem to be writing letters to Taoist temples, temples, or Lama temples. I think you want to die. You don't think that the people who read your letters have no temper."

"Your words are still so vulgar."

"If you don't say that, they will come to silence you."

"If you say that, it will only lower your situation."

Xiaomiao Zhu endured for a long time and said.

Lin Feng sat down, squinted at him and said angrily: "What's wrong with vulgarity?
Swearing is not swearing, it is equivalent to not swearing, I warn you, don't provoke me.

Now I see you are also full of anger. "

Xiao Miao Zhu: "?"

He flicked his sleeves resentfully and left.

This person is really unreasonable.

Lin Feng looked at him with hairs on his body, turned around and left.

Damn, I was hanged to death by you, fucked to death by those things, I have nowhere to spread my stomach.

He knew that it was not Mazu who killed him.

Mazu has not been down to earth for a long time, and it was Xiaomiaozhu who rescued people at sea.

Xiaomiaozhu is a combination of the spirituality left by Mazu and the incense here.

In other words, Xiaomiaozhu was most likely the one who got rid of demons in Mazu Temple.

Lin Feng went down the mountain to hand over the letters to the bodyguard bureau and the chariot dealer, and bought a lot of food, but most of them were red cloth.

He asked someone to tear off the red cloth and hang it in all directions of Tianfei Temple.

The red cloth flutters in the wind, quite festive.

Xiao Miaozhu looked up at the side, a little confused, so: "It's not the concubine's Christmas, what are you busy with?"

Lin Feng: "Make some contribution, in case Mazu sees me eating and loafing in the temple, and hangs me."

Xiao Miaozhu looked disgusted: "You man, why do you speak in a strange way."

Lin Feng: "Hehe."

Xiao Miao Zhu: "..."

Lin Feng turned his head to look for the mirror again, hung a shiny bronze mirror at the entrance, and even put a brazier at the entrance, signaling that everyone who entered the temple had to step over the brazier.

He pointed his finger not far away, made a small hole, and said to the pilgrims who were crowded in front of the temple gate, with a smile on their faces, "Either obey the rules, or I will kill you."

Xiao Miaozhu stood behind him: "..."

Back in the yard at night, Xiao Miao said: "Are you really crazy? You didn't want to call me good, did you?"

Lin Feng grabbed Xiao Miaozhu and said, "Have you heard of coal essence?"

Xiao Miaozhu was stunned, pulled his hand out of Lin Feng's and said, "Coal essence?"

Lin Feng looked at Xiao Miaozhu, and Xiao Miaozhu also looked at him, as if he wanted to see flowers from his face.

Lin Feng asked: "Xiaomiao wishes you to speak."

Xiao Miaozhu didn't answer him, but asked instead: "Do you think there is coal in the sea?"

Lin Feng: "There are under the sea."

Xiao Miaozhu was furious: "Then you tell me the address, and I will ask Mazu to dig coal for you at the bottom of the sea, okay! Ask you about the sea, you say the bottom of the sea, you are crazy, and when others ask, you answer the sky?"
You said, are you insane? "

Lin Feng had a hippie smile on his face: "I'm not crazy, even if I didn't say it, Mazu Mazu, it's important to save people, and it's us ordinary people who dig coal, we people come here."

Xiaomiao wished satisfaction, raised his head, and waved his hands: "Go to the Gongde Temple to find the old Suan Confucian. He has read a lot and has a lot of knowledge. If you ask him, he should know."

Lin Feng: "Oh~"

Sure enough.

He recalled the old and sour Confucian look, cupped his hands, and the next day he took people and gifts to the Gongde Temple in a grand manner.

Last night, what happened last time happened again.

Overnight, Lin Feng's letter was destroyed again.

Lin Feng didn't know the consequences of the destruction of the talisman. When the talisman festival was destroyed, Lin Feng heard the voice from above.

There was also a hoarse cry.

It sounds like a cry.

Guan Di led his team around the door again, had a face-to-face meeting with Lin Feng, and then went back.

Lin Feng went to sleep that night, calmly.

Xiao Miaozhu squatted beside him: "You don't want to go and have a look."

Lin Feng: "Not today."

Xiao Miaozhu: "Not today? What do you mean?"

Lin Feng: "Do you know foreign language?"

Xiao Miaozhu: "When there is trouble at sea, some foreigners will call Mazu's name.

Some foreign sailors don't know anything else, but they will definitely say 'Mother bless'.

There is nothing strange about this.

We are all human, and everyone is afraid of death. How are foreigners different from us? "

Lin Feng: "..."

Fine.

Lin Feng turned over and said loudly: "In the face of death, we must always remember one sentence, that is, not now.

There is only one god here, and that is Mazu.

Begging for death is not at this time, I pray to Mazu Niangniang, then go to sleep, and go to the Gongde Temple after waking up.

Here, I will only be killed by one person, that is Mazu Empress, as long as Mazu Empress can tolerate me, I can live. "

He waved his hand and said.

After finishing speaking, seeing Xiao Miaozhu refused to leave, he turned around and said, "Why don't you leave? Do you have something to say?"

Xiao Miaozhu disliked it: "Huh..."

With a disgusted expression, he left.

Lin Feng was alone in Mazu's main hall, looking up at Mazu.

To be honest, although the old Suan Confucianism donated his literary spirit to him at the beginning, he has never been to the meritorious temple of the old Suan Confucianism. The Gongde Temple was originally the Zitong God.It is a snake and a tree, but it is not a person. Later, because scholars worship Zitong God, when they sleep in Zitong Temple at night, they will get enlightenment and become famous.

A large number of students rushing to take the exam will go to Zitong Temple to offer incense for enlightenment (the questions are revealed in the dream).

Therefore, the incense of Zitong Temple lasts for a long time.

Later, Zitong God was called Wenchang Temple.

The God of Zitong is also one of the sources of Confucian temples that were commonly seen later.

The Gongde Temple in Fukou has been in disrepair for a long time, and the incense has been dilapidated for a few years, but in the past few years, the entire entrance of the Gongde Temple is overgrown with weeds and a nest of snakes and rats.

Lin Feng came over with people beating gongs and drums, and the snakes and rats ran wild in fright. The old Suanru came out from the gate with a dazed expression on his face.

Lin Feng signaled the people around him to send the gifts, and afterward, he had a bouquet of flowers to praise, and the old sour scholar was even more at a loss, wondering what kind of medicine these people had taken wrongly.

Lin Feng grabbed the hand of the old Suanru, and praised him warmly.

Saying that he is "both knowledgeable about the past and the present", "rare in the past and the present", and "a first-class scholar, cultural man, and old gentleman in Fukou", the old and sour Confucians who praised him were dumbfounded.

The old sour Confucian: "?"

who are you.

what are you saying?
do we know each other?
The doubts in his head were dragged by Lin Feng into the Gongde Temple, and it was only after he got inside the Gongde Temple that Lin Feng understood why the person whose head was cut off and five viscera were put on was Guandi and not Wenchang.

In Wenchang Temple in Fukou, the incense burnt down to a certain extent.

In the main hall enshrining Wenchang, the plaque was badly bitten by moths and rats, and the divine curtain was thickly covered with oil. Using such incense to erode Zhenjun Zhongmao's seal is whimsical!

The main hall had a musty smell.

Normal people will be rushed out if they go in!
brought into the house.

The gongs and drums were playing outside, but the old and sour scholar inside was still unclear. So, he tried to speak several times but was interrupted. Lin Feng presented gifts, including tea, snacks, lucky cakes, candies, and tea fruits.

Lin Feng called the old sour Confucian a lot of face.

Lin Feng didn't feel bad either.

After all, it wasn't his own money.

He owed to Boss Feng on credit. As a subordinate who enshrines a long-lived Dharma Master (Bao Shui Gui Yuan Fa), his family's money was stored in urns, and Lin Feng exchanged a lot of money with a gilt pocket watch. He felt that Boss Feng would not feel bad. .

When Lin Feng came up, he flattered for a while, which made the old Suanru unconsciously intoxicated.

Afterwards, Lin Feng bowed his hands, and when he saw him, he talked about coal essence.

The old sour Confucian: "Huh?"

Lin Feng had a smile on his face, holding the firecracker in one hand, and pressed it against the old Suanru's stomach: "Why, sir, is it convenient to say? I still don't know about this thing."

The old Suanru looked down at the fire gun, and immediately said obediently: "It's convenient, I know, it's easy to say."

Lin Feng put away the firecracker in his hand and was very pleased: "Convenient? Convenience is enough, then please tell me, what is going on with this coal essence?"

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