Eat the incense of the world, I am actually the underworld

Chapter 151
Some people are full of romance, while others are waiting for the Lantern Festival incense.

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In the sacrificial offering furnace, under the red wall and green tiles, the old Taoist Fuluan, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly opened his eyes, with a flash of excitement in them.

"As expected of the method bestowed by the patriarch, this "Huanglu Dazhai" is very good, but after a few days of practice, you will feel that your soul is solidified."

"I really don't know, what kind of state is the 'solid and invincible' in the mouth of the patriarch?"

Just as he was thinking in his heart, a wisp of incense burst out of thin air, gently supporting his whole body.

The old Taoist Fuluan was startled, and immediately realized that this should be what the patriarch said, "Borrowing the incense of the people, shaping your soul".

Sure enough, as soon as the idea came up, the voice of the patriarch came faintly.

"This is the land of Bamin. It's a custom for wandering gods to make new years. You can enter the sedan chair, enjoy the incense of the Lord God, and patrol the countryside. If you encounter illness or evil spirits, sing my name."

The holy words fall, and the incense burns.

Full of thought.

Beside the clan, the sedan chair bearers who were carefully selected and competed for posts, immediately lifted the sedan chair forward, tilted the sedan chair body, and respectfully invited the gods to enter the sedan chair.

Fu Luan was stunned.

I was very excited in my heart.

But he saw a man covered in blood and flesh standing on the short slope.

Eyes full of envy.

According to the rules of wandering gods, the next step is to sacrifice and cut incense.

I don't know that the disease is gone.

The end is huge!

In the main hall, a well-dressed Sanyuan Laoshi held incense in his front hand, and begged God in a respectful voice:
"The first is to worship the ancestors who came from a long way, the second is to worship the ancestors who are laborious; the third is to pay respects to the ancestors who are struggling in starting a business, and the fourth is to pay respects to the glory of the ancestors."

Of course, older children ran around the puppets happily.

The children looked at Huanxi from a distance, and when the puppet came near, they were all timid and fearful. They only dared to hide behind the adults and watched in awe.

After reciting the divine mantra, Sanyuan Laosi knocked three times and bowed three times.

The old Taoist Fuluan looked interesting, and suddenly thought of Xuanyun and Wangsheng in his heart.

What's happening here?
He thought for a while, and still recited the name of the patriarch, seeing that the incense around him hadn't moved, he felt a little relieved.

So far the magic is over.

As the sound fell, a mysterious force gushed out from the incense around him and rushed towards the sick villager.

However, when he walked down a low slope, the old Fuluan was startled.

Amidst the excitement and doubts, hesitation and shock of Fuluan Old Road, the team of Japanese tour gods patrolled until dusk before returning to the village temple.

A gong sounded, and the sound shook the world.

This is also the children who have been running for a day, struggling to fight their eyelids, and waiting for the excitement of singing Danzi somersaults.

There is also a "Wanmin Umbrella" to express public opinion.

At the end of the night tour to the gods, the villagers respectfully respect the general gods, gods and puppets, and please enter the village shrine.The grass and trees are flourishing, and the world is spring.

The night is getting darker.

Fuluan was stunned. Seeing that the ceremony of inviting the sedan chair was about to be completed, he didn't dare to think about it. He quickly got up and walked over to the statue in the sedan chair, washed his body with clean water, and decorated it with gold.

A child sitting on his father's shoulder shouted excitedly from afar.

"Don't mess with the sacrifice."

Under the cover of night, the team of night wandering gods, either holding torches or offering incense, lit sparks, strung together into wandering dragons, entrenched in the village without seeing the head and tail.

In the village ancestral hall, the sacrifices collected by each household were offered one by one, and the voices of adults scolding children could be heard from time to time.

The old Taoist Fuluan only felt that the sky was spinning, but with the snap of his fingers, the world changed drastically, and the faint incense poured into his body, helping his soul to refine his soul.

Not long after, he saw a sick villager, piously kneeling beside the road, praying for blessings to come.

The miraculous sedan passed by, and the village still worshiped piously.

Then, it leaped forward, turned into a cloud of green smoke, and unexpectedly... actually possessed itself on the god puppet Lord Lin.

Seeing the devoutly worshiping faces and the burning incense pouring into his body, the Fuluan old Taoist was in a trance, feeling like he was proving the position of a god.

With a move in my heart, I hurriedly followed the will of the Patriarch and recited the name of the Patriarch.

Do not seek efficaciousness, but only seek peace of mind;
Do not seek wealth, but only seek well-being.

"clang--"

After that, there is the night wandering god.

The tall ones are like a great god, as tall as two people;
The short ones, such as children's brothers, are lifted up by teenagers and just reach the chest of adults.

Compared with the day tour god, the night tour god is more beautiful.

When the sacrifices were placed, the young and strong were busy with the night tour, while the women worshiped the incense in front of the gods one by one.

Or send off whips to show piety.

This scene made Fu Luan even more shocked: "Could it be that the myths and legends are all true? Why haven't I seen it before?"

What's more, kneel down and pray for blessings.

The night tour god, who was supposed to be the most lively, was disturbed by this ghost fairy, and the old Fuluan was no longer in the mood to watch the excitement.

'Pindao is... this is becoming...a god? '

"Don't dare to come out in broad daylight, but dare to come out to do evil at night?"

Time passed quickly, and at dusk, Sanyuan Laosi went to the statue of the god, invited the god to enter the sedan chair, and patrolled the area at night.

But after seeing the Dharma protector, a villager carried a god puppet on his shoulders, representing the body of a god, implying that the gods descended to the earth, patrolling the village, and bless the environment and safety.

In this situation, no matter how stupid he is, he still understands the meaning of what the ancestor said, "You can enter the sedan chair and enjoy the incense of the Lord and God".

The Eleven Envoys of Martyrs, Lord Lin, Marquis of Zhongyi, Master Shorty...and other idols stand in front of the gate, waiting for the main god to enter the village hall first.

It was clearly a ghost.

I don't know if I hope the disciples can see the majesty of the master now?
Or do you want them to have fun too?
Or... maybe both.

Look carefully, where are the people?

Of course, for the villagers, there is still a social drama to watch that is rarely seen a few times a year.

The Fuluan old man sat in the sedan chair, looked at both sides of the road, and the people who had already been reminded by Baomazai burned incense and worshiped;

After a while, after the ceremony of inviting the gods, the sedan chair bearers immediately lifted up the miraculous sedan chair and set off to patrol the country.

That's the scavenger sounding the gong to clear the way, implying to deter ghosts and clean up the filth!
Fuluan old Taoist sat in the sedan chair and moved with the sedan chair. He saw people outside the village temple densely packed, not only looking at the excitement, but also seeking blessings.

As the saying goes, ten thousand stars appear in the darkness of the night.

Fuluan old Taoist, who has experienced the daily tour process, has washed away a little bit of anxiety and a little more calm.

I just feel that when I grow up, if I can stand up to a god doll, how beautiful would it be?
Yes, the scenery!

"Puppet! Puppet!"

"This……"

"The way of incense is guided by prophecy. Could it be that... what the people worship is a god, not an individual?" '

The Lantern Festival has officially begun.

Looking up, I saw that he was possessing a statue of a god in a village ancestral hall. The small ancestral hall was densely packed with people.

"I have nothing else to do here today, just invite the gods to play; observe the feelings and scenery of the people, and bless the people to enjoy peace."

They first offer sacrifices to their own puppets, then other puppets, and finally to the main god.

The old Taoist Fuluan, who had seen the skills of the Patriarch long ago, felt astonished, and subconsciously wanted to chant the name of the Patriarch.

Daodao incense is entangled on it, just like ghosts and immortals who eat folk incense!
Old Taoist Fu Luan was stunned.

If only they were here!

Unexpectedly, the ghost looked straight at him with an even weirder and more terrified expression.

A childish child can only bite his finger, watching the table full of abundance, waiting for the gods to eat first.

All of them have big heads, dignified and dignified, not angry but majestic.

Then I saw that the leader of the team was like a dragon, and the banners of the four directions were sounding gongs to clear the way;

Most of the puppets use bamboo as the skeleton and cloth paper as the skin, with different heights.

"Or, the patriarch is already in the immortal class?"

The villagers are lively, but the village temple is lonely.

After the bustle, the people in the village ancestral hall suddenly dispersed, and the lively singing outside the ancestral hall made the ancestral hall even more quiet.

In the secluded place of this crowded temple, a ray of soul floated out of Lin Gong's idol, walked up to the statue of the main god, and respectfully said:

"Grassman Lin Duohun, pay homage to the Lord God!"

(End of this chapter)