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

Lin Duo was terrified.

Ever since he ate the villagers' incense and became a ghost fairy, he has been entrenched in the village for more than ten years.

Except for him, he has never seen other ghosts and immortals.

Although god puppets are generally enshrined by large families or multiple households, the incense they eat is limited.

But anyway, he can be regarded as a naturalized ghost cultivator, and it is no exaggeration to call himself a "ghost fairy".

Therefore, when encountering Huang Guanfozi occasionally, he would basically not shout and kill.

Who would have thought that the statue of the Lord God was found to be possessed of a spirit today?

God knows, when he saw the main god, he would feel as if he had been struck by lightning!

It's as if a rural farmer accidentally picked up Mr. Zhang's appointment letter, and when he took office, he found that the county government office was empty, and only he, the "handshake master who didn't care about anything", was there.

After being happy and happy for more than ten years, I suddenly found that the county magistrate came here in an official sedan chair.

Is it possible that Pindao's guess is right?

Seeing the old Taoist Fuluan's kind appearance, he plucked up his courage:

It's better to say that people are mature and well-informed, that's all!

Occasionally, new generals will emerge, such as Lin Gong.

……

"The time has come, and the poor Taoist has to go back to his life. If there is a chance, let's sit down and discuss the Tao!"

Faced with Lin Gong's question, although he didn't know and didn't dare to answer casually, he was not timid.

"Who is in the hall, where is his origin and origin? How did he get enshrined by the villagers?"

There are many people who have cut off the incense.

Lin Gong gritted his teeth and said again: "The grass-roots heard that 'the rule of law is not in vain for the people, and it is also worthy of the heavens!' Dare to ask, but the grass-roots have no merits and virtues, and they have never taught the village. Is this depressed?"

Reminiscent of the order of the patriarch who ordered him to "sing my name in case of illness or evil spirits", Fuluan old Taoist had a faint result in his heart.

If he could answer all the questions, he would probably have already become a Zu Chengxian.

Or, the heavens are in decline, unable to send immortals to govern;

"This... that grass man dared to say something!"

To simplify it, wandering gods are generally composed of "main gods" and "shen generals".

Thinking of this possibility, Fuluan Lao Daoist became more and more excited.

The main god is an official position, not a private name?

Or, there is no one available in heaven.

Most of the gods will not have ancestral halls to offer incense.

The main god is mostly a figure in myths and legends;
Most of the gods are historical celebrities, or folk heroes like Lin Gong. In some places, even cats and dogs will be enshrined by chance and become spirit dogs and civets.

Old Taoist Fuluan was completely at a loss when he heard the words, and was shocked again.

This is also one of the fundamental reasons why he can still appear as a ghost fairy.

Seeing Lin Duolie's respectful attitude, the old Fuluan became more and more relaxed.

Old Taoist Fu Luan nodded, what Lin Duolie said was indeed the same as what he had guessed.

Lin Gong was shocked when he heard the words, the patriarch's decree?What does it mean?
Are myths and legends true?
Thoughts burst out in his heart, he didn't dare to question it right now, and quickly introduced the customs and customs of Banling Mountain.

Mr. Lin's scalp went numb, and he quickly cupped his hands: "Master, what's the pity?"

"Lord God, the grass people are fortunate to be honored by the villagers. After becoming ghosts and immortals, they have never seen the Lord God descend to the earth, let alone other magical soldiers and generals. May I ask why this is?"

"Destroy treacherous villains, attain enlightenment in the three realms, do good deeds and accumulate virtue, there is nothing great about goodness!"

"It's worthy of the word 'gong'!"

Who stipulates that every question must be answered?
Xuan Yun asked him many strange questions.

While thinking in his heart, the old Taoist Fu Luan asked casually.

At the end of the social drama outside the temple, Mr. Lin basically introduced the customs of Banling Mountain in detail.

The old Fuluan stretched out his hand to caress his beard, squinted his eyes, and still didn't answer.

Mr. Lin thought that it was most likely that the Lord God was trying to teach him his comprehension, so he pulled himself together and replied: "Dare to ask, but because Caomin is canonized by the villagers, so he has no chance of immortality?"

Of course, Fuluan Taoist is old and sophisticated, and his words are quite particular.

I just don't know if Mr. Lin can give a hint?
"Yes!"

As he said that, he glanced at the old Taoist Fuluan, saw that he was silent, gritted his teeth and said, "Maybe it's because the grassroots are not able to rectify the Dharma?"

Therefore, the gods will change with the rise and fall of the village.

If the main god is an official position, what kind of immortality is it to be able to appoint the ancestor of the main god?
Doesn't this mean that from now on, Fuluan Temple will achieve Taoism and ascend to heaven alone?
In the future, Xuanyun and Wangsheng will also have a place on the roster of immortals?
However, then again, since it is an official position, why is it that no one has been in office for so long?
Associating with the imperial court in the world, the excited old Taoist Fu Luan vaguely had a few guesses.

Old Fuluan asked.

After all, he has just arrived here, and he has many doubts about coming to this Duke Lin. It is inevitable to work together in the future, so it is natural to establish a good relationship in advance.

An old horse knows the way, and an old man knows the way.

But this still does not affect him teaching Xuanyun.

All the main gods worshiped by the villagers need the ability to dispel epidemics. I can't imagine what kind of magical powers the gods above need! ! !
"What does Mr. Lin think is the reason?"

"In the words of the Lord God, the grass people were hunters in Matouxi, Banling Mountain. They went into the mountain to search for missing children, met a tiger by chance, and fought with it. Enjoy the incense of thirteen households so far."

Among them, we will focus on introducing the custom of wandering gods.

This is not so much to show off the superiors, but to show their status.

It is usually offered by a large family, or by multiple families or even a village.

I'm afraid it is, and only this explanation can make sense why he can eat incense.

Let's say that Lin Duo is anxious and uneasy when he climbs high and takes risks;

I thought to myself, since the patriarch appointed Pindao as the master god, he was a well-known teacher. Looking at the ghost fairy in front of him, he probably came from a rural hunter. He did some good deeds and was worshiped by the people.

The old Fuluan did not answer, and his figure gradually faded away, leaving only a word of persuasion to be kind:

I have never seen the main god go down to earth... So, Pindao is the first main god in Banling Mountain for more than ten years?

If you ask the reason, I am afraid that there are both, and more is that no one is available.

It's not so much his intelligence;

The taste in this is simply trembling.

It is normal not to record immortal records.

Old Taoist Fu Luan nodded lightly: "I have a bit of comprehension, but it's a pity..."

He claimed to have received the patriarch's decree, and he also said that Mr. Lin was canonized by a villager. The details are different and worthy of careful attention.

Old Taoist Fuluan nodded, bowed his hands respectfully and bowed to the sky, saying:
"Pindao received the decree of the patriarch, came to the treasure land, patrolled the countryside, swept away the filth, cured diseases and eliminated disasters. I just came here and didn't know much about it. I was appointed as a ghost official for the villagers, and I talked to the poor about the local customs here. "

As the sound fell, the statue of the main deity seemed to have spring eyes, swallowing the incense in the village temple, and disappeared without a trace with a flick of a finger.

"Grassman Lin Duohun, I respectfully send off the Lord God!"

Seeing this, Mr. Lin turned pale with astonishment. He quickly kowtowed and sent him off loudly, fearing that the old Taoist Fuluan would not hear him.

After a while, I looked up again, and the village temple was clean.

Only the statue of the main god, with a dignified face, is not angry and majestic, as if the sound and shadow are still there, making people's hearts sway, and they can't be calm for a long time.