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

Chapter 5
Mo Chuan glanced at the remaining incense sticks and burnt fresh ashes in the pottery bowl of the Earth Temple, bowed and said:
"Mo, I met Tu Bo. Tu Bo's eyes are as bright as a torch. I am indeed not from these ten miles and eight villages. I just happened to pass by today, so I'm bothering you."

"Don't bother, don't bother. I see Mr. Mo's incense is lingering, and he is rushing on a starry night. I think he has something urgent, so I won't bother you."

Land Lao bowed back and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He eats the incense from the cottage, so he naturally has the responsibility to protect the cottage.

Tonight, the dogs in Manzhai kept barking, and if they didn't ask clearly, they would feel uneasy after all.

"Uncle Tu, you're welcome! By the way, when I passed by Guizhai just now, I heard a woman offering incense and praying. She once said that her husband asked to beheaded every day. What happened?"

Mo Chuan's heart skipped a beat.

"Well, it's a poor thing, sir is interested, and it's no harm to talk about it."

The land always looked at Mo Chuan's scent of incense, and guessed that there were also ghosts and immortals from "Erqingtian", not some vicious people, so he simply mentioned them one by one.

It turned out that the woman's name was Liu Shi, and her husband, Li Guanqi, was the only scholar who had left the village for a hundred years.

Although he didn't get a good reputation, he found a position in Qingshui County as the county treasury envoy by virtue of his ability to read and break characters.

I thought it was a good thing that the ancestral grave smoked!

No, he's just an unlucky guy that the county magistrate used to take the blame.

Less than two months after taking office, the county treasury was in short supply, and under torture, he has already pleaded guilty and awaits execution!

In this matter, Qingshui County has done a good job of concealing the truth, and it has never leaked.

It's a pity, the more this kind of insidious deed, the more you can't hide it from the three-footed gods, well, to be precise, ghosts and immortals from all walks of life.

"It turned out to be like this!"

Mo Chuan sighed, there really is nothing new under the sun.

"Tube is the righteous god of virtue and good fortune in this cottage, and the people under his shelter have been framed by others. Is there a way to rescue them?"

The land old man was shocked when he heard the words, and waved his hands again and again:

"Sir, you are joking. I am honored by the village, but after all, it is just a small piece of land. It is not easy to protect this piece of land from evil spirits! How can I enter the human race that is full of yang energy like flowing fire?" City?"

"Furthermore, the Yin Division has its rules, and the human world has its laws. How can I, an old man who is lucky enough to enjoy incense, dare to do such a thing that crosses the line?"

Mo Chuan didn't expect that Landlord's reaction would be so great.

However, this just proves many points in the old way of preaching.

In the end, this world is still dominated by people.

"The rules of the underworld? Uncle Tu has seen the legendary ghost emperor Yan Jun?" Mo Chuan inquired.

"Sir, I'm stumped by these words. How can I meet such legendary characters? I heard that they are old people who live in the uttermost secluded world. Is it something that people like us who are floating in the shadows of the world can dream about?"

Mo Chuan nodded, and asked a few more questions. Seeing that the old man looked more vigilant, he talked about him from left to right, and finally asked the last question.

"Dare to ask Uncle Tu, how to get to Qingshui County?"

"Twenty miles to the west from now on, we will be there."

The old man let out a sigh of relief and pointed in a direction.

"Thank you Uncle Tu for your pointers, there will be a period later."

Mo Chuan cupped his fists and bowed, then fled to the west.

'This ghost fairy, doesn't he want to take care of the Li family's affairs?Judging by his cultivation level, he should be a newly promoted ghost fairy before Jiazi arrives. This is probably a moth to the flame! '

Looking at the direction in which Mo Chuan disappeared, the old man muttered in his heart, sweating cold sweat that didn't exist, and then retreated into the temple of the earth.

……

……

The twenty miles mentioned by the old man is really twenty miles in a straight line.

As soon as Mo Chuan came out of the mountain depression, he saw a gray city, located at the foot of the mountain, stacked like a tomb when viewed from a height.

Yingying yang qi gathers and radiates from the city, making ghosts feel terrified when they see it.

Mo Chuan glanced at the sky and saw that it was still early in the morning, so he simply went to the city to have a look.

When I got closer, I realized where is this city?

It looked more like a town surrounded by an earth dam.

It looks like an old turtle entrenched, with almost no lights.

It is worth mentioning that the city looks full of yang energy from a distance, but it is as light as haze when viewed up close.

Mo Chuan lost his temper and entered the city through the gap in the city gate.

The street is quiet, and every household has already gone to sleep.

"Bang! Bang!"

"Second watch at Haishi, close the doors and windows to prevent theft and theft."

The muffled sound of the watch, added a bit of popularity to the night.

Mo Chuan took a breath, recalled the old man's advice, and walked south of the city.

There is the prison in the county seat.

——Li Guanqi is being held there.

When we were about to have a cup of tea, a courtyard with green bricks and black tiles, which was very different from a private house, came into view.

Looking up, the word "Prison Room" was written on the lintel of the courtyard from right to left.

In the middle of the two characters, a huge stone cat head is carved.

Mo Chuan glanced at it and kept walking.

He was about to get into the crack of the door, but unexpectedly, as soon as he approached, the cat-headed statue suddenly let out a soul-stirring roar.

"Roar--"

In Mo Chuan's stare, a huge tiger's head protruded from the cat's head statue through the wall. On a body as big as a mountain, it was covered with red flames, so masculine and masculine.

As soon as Fang appeared, Mo Chuan was so hot that his whole body ached like he was bathing in the scorching sun.

"not good!"

Mo Chuan turned pale with shock, and subconsciously wanted to return to his body.

"Fellow Daoist, this way!"

Suddenly, a call from behind made Mo Chuan's heart skip a beat, stopping his thoughts of leaving.

Glancing around from the corner of the eye, I saw a middle-aged Taoist man wearing a black crown and kudzu clothes waving at him at the entrance of the dark alley.

Seeing this, Mo Chuan hurried over.

At the same time, looking back, I saw that the red tiger covered in flames did not chase after him.

It landed at the door of the prison room, shaking its head, baring its teeth and claws, so majestic!

"Why did Fellow Daoist startle that prison guard Bi An?"

The middle-aged Taoist clasped his hands and asked.

Bi An?

Mo Chuan was taken aback, the cat-head statue turned out to be Qu An?

It is rumored that Bi An is the seventh son of the long dragon of scale insects, who looks like a tiger, litigious and powerful all his life.

Therefore, the folk carved it in the prison to suppress evil spirits and shelter all living beings.

"I happened to be passing by, I don't want to disturb Ruishou." Mo Chuan clapped his hands back.

"I see!"

The middle-aged old Taoist cupped his hands: "Pindao is a member of Chisong Palace, and he weighs stones. Friends of the Poor Taoist Temple, with incense lingering around him, I don't know which Taoist temple it is from?"

"Don't dare to be, the poor way is Fu Luan Guan, You Xuzi." Mo Chuan tried to test a thing or two.

"It turned out to be Fuluan Taoist friend, who has been admiring him for a long time!"

Chong Shizi cupped his hands again, and without waiting for Mo Chuan to reply, he said again:
"Hearing what fellow daoist said, it seems that the opportunity for poor daoists to perform divination with ghosts yesterday should be on fellow daoist."

Mo Chuan looked bewildered.

Chong Shizi said: "Daoist friends, do you know that Qian San, a giant bandit, was once beheaded here?"

"I don't know."

"..." Chong Shizi said with a smile: "This son has been the head of the owl for ten years, it's normal that you don't know."

"Sounds like this is unusual?"

"That's right! Ten years ago, Qian San fled here from nowhere, murderous and full of crimes. After being arrested by the government, he was beheaded here in Qingshui County!"

Chong Shizi paused, and said with a serious face, "Now it's come out to do evil again."

"Oh, how do you say that?"

Mo Chuan asked.

People have been beheaded, why do evil?
Did it become a ghost?
"Fellow Taoist has already guessed it! As the saying goes: life is a hero, and death is a ghost; the head falls and the body dies, and the evil spirit remains."

"After Qian died three times, he turned into a ghost. After beheading and dying, he naturally became a headless ghost."

"I don't want to, because he committed a lot of crimes during his lifetime. After he was beheaded, his head was passed around and his body was abandoned in the wilderness. The head is nowhere to be found. After ten years of grudges, he has become a ghost."

Mo Chuan was startled when he heard this.

He heard Fu Luan Guan Taoist say that Taoists say that there are four major evil spirits in this world, and the headless ghost is one of them.

A headless ghost is not simply a ghost who dies with his head cut off.

Such evil spirits are often born among soldiers and bandits.

Only those with great obsession, great luck, and great murderous intent can conceive!

"Pindao intends to save him, but because of his lack of morality and deeds, he uses the technique of divination to seek a solution. Now it seems that the opportunity should be on the fellow Taoist."

Speaking of this, Chong Shizi became more serious, saluted and said:

"Pindao implores the fellow Taoists to help. After the matter is completed, Pindao is willing to erect a monument for the fellow daoists and enjoy the incense of Chisong Palace forever."

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