Chapter 91 The Monster Tea Party
"Looking at the incense lingering around the fellow Taoist, I think he is also a ghost who eats the incense in the world, but have you seen the incense altar of the god?"

The white-tailed green snake didn't answer the question, and already admitted its position as the cave god in the subtext.

"Your Excellency, you are joking. The poor Taoist already has incense to worship, so how can he take what others like?"

Mo Chuan shook his head and asked curiously: "It's just that the poor are a little puzzled. This incense offering is based on prophecy and evidence. Others can't compete for it. Why can this cave god be enjoyed at will?"

"It is rumored that this is a rule set by the twelve ancient ancestor gods, and the specific reason is not clear to me."

The white-tailed green snake was a little embarrassed, because it really hadn't thought about this problem.

In other words, it has never left the wilderness for thousands of miles in its life, and has never been in contact with other forms of incense, so it has never thought about the specialness of the "Dong Shen System".

In its view, it is a matter of course to seize the position of cave god and enjoy the incense.

"It turns out that the Twelve Ancient Ancestor Gods are really great supernatural powers!"

Mo Chuan praised.

There was some speculation in my heart.

He Xia, the owner of Juxianxuan, once introduced the beliefs of the Miao people.

The Miao people have mixed beliefs. In their view, ghosts are not all bad, and gods are not all good. As long as the sacrifices are done properly and incense is received, no matter whether they are ghosts or gods, they can keep everyone safe!
However, there are too many evil spirits in the mountain, what should I do if I can't get over?

I had no choice but to focus on the cave god.

How do you like to distribute it? Anyway, I worship the incense, and you can protect me from being harassed by evil spirits when I enter the mountain.

This method of incense distribution may not be the best, but it must be the most suitable for this mountain.

While transvestites benefit from each other, they are also isolated from each other.

The competition for incense and evil spirits will not hurt the relatively sparsely populated Miao people.

Mo Chuan, who had figured out the cause and effect, felt his heart skip a beat.

This cave god system is simply an anonymous incense stick, eating by ability.

——How about, Master Dao, I'll grab a hole too?
"You don't need to be troubled, fellow daoist. It's actually not difficult to enter the tea party. I can take fellow daoist to inquire about it." The white-tailed green snake offered.

"Is this convenient?" Mo Chuan asked tentatively.

"What's the inconvenience? It just so happens that fellow Taoists can go in and take a closer look. If you want to become the Master of the Cave God in the future, wouldn't it be nice for you and me to be neighbors?"

The white-tailed green snake seems to have a hint.

"In this way, the poor will be disrespectful."

Mo Chuan cupped his hands in return, countless thoughts popped up in his heart, and he gently pressed them down again.

If it is said that the reason he struck up a conversation at first was to inquire about news, then now he has developed a strong interest in the position of the Cave God—no one would think too much of incense, right?

At this time, there are still four days before the night of the full moon.Mo Chuan decided to bid farewell to the white-tailed green snake first, using an excuse to go out and inquire about the whereabouts of his friend "Beaver Daoist".

The white-tailed green snake didn't stop it, but warned: "Fellow Taoists, if you go out to inquire about news, you must be careful of the cave gods, the disputes between cave gods, intrigues, bloody cruelty, and precautions can never go wrong."

Mo Chuan cupped his hands: "Thank you fellow daoist for reminding me!"

Facts have proved that what the white-tailed green snake said is correct.

In the following four days, Mo Chuan visited a total of five cave gods and seven or eight little demons, most of whom were wary of him and spoke in a secretive way.

On the contrary, a goat cave god extended an olive branch and wanted to recruit him as his subordinate.

Mo Chuan naturally declined politely.

Fortunately, the four days of visits made Mo Chuan basically sure that the white-tailed green snake was not lying.

In fact, it is not a secret that the cave god system is in the wild land, so naturally it cannot be hidden from those who are interested.

At this point, Mo Chuan's wariness was half gone.

On the evening of the fourth day, he arrived as promised.

When I saw the white-tailed green snake again, it was gently wrapped around the neck of a red-headed white pheasant.

That white pheasant is quite similar to a rooster, except that its tail feathers are longer and its body is more slender, giving it a somewhat phoenix-like feel.

"Going to the Bird Forest, the mountains are high and the road is far away, why don't you and I take a bird ride together?"

The white-tailed green snake raised its head high, spit out a letter, and sent out an invitation.

"Respect is worse than obedience."

Mo Chuan lost his breath and got into the feathers of the white pheasant.

"Fellow Daoist is so courageous, no wonder he dares to venture into the wilderness for thousands of miles alone!"

The white-tailed green snake let out an admiration, and then controlled the white pheasant with a secret method, fluttered its wings, and flew westward.

On the mountain road of more than sixty miles, there are two low hills, under the wings of the white pheasant, it is only two sticks of incense.

Not long after, a forest of birds with billowing green waves came into view.

Taking a bird's-eye view from the sky, Mo Chuan saw groups of demons gathering together in the open space in the middle of the bamboo forest.

That said it was a gathering of monsters, but it looked more like an animal fair.

Yemozi, Heimianlang, Danglujun, Sichenji, Dusunzi... It can be said that they are all in one place.

Among them, there is also a white-fronted tiger with hanging eyes, dominating the land of three feet, lying lazily, and ghosts and gods around him are not close.

There are even a few ghostly ghosts, sipping tea cross-legged.

At this time, the sky and the earth were pitch black, and the human smoke receded, only the miasma rising up, cheering up the demons dancing wildly.

Can be described as:

A group of demons worship the moon and drink tea, and Rakshasa demons learn Taoism.

"Little Qinglong with a white tail, are you late today?"

Before the white pheasant landed, a warm greeting came from among the group of monsters.

"I made an appointment with a friend, forgive me!"

The white-tailed green snake slid down from the neck of the bird, and its small body walked among the green grass, faintly visible, and it was easy to ignore if one didn't pay attention to it deliberately.

"Hey, this one looks like a stranger?"

As Mo Chuan gathered his figure, all the monsters in the open space looked over.

"Pindao Mingchen, I have met all the cave masters!"

Mo Chuan bowed his hands to salute, and his eyelids couldn't help twitching. He had heard for a long time that there were many monsters in the wilderness, and seeing them today is really well-deserved.

The monsters he had seen in the past added up, probably not as many as he saw in a day today.

Roughly counting, there are forty or fifty people at the scene, and at the end is a group of demons dancing wildly, with a demonic aura!

"It's interesting, isn't it a Taoist ghost?"

A solitary bamboo shoot opened its mouth.

What is a solitary bamboo shoot?
Also known as Taoist Baishi, he is the sheep demon!

This solitary bamboo shoot has already cultivated a human form, but something went wrong, it turned out to be a human body with a goat's head, and a goatee is quite eye-catching.

"Friends of Taoist eyesight, Pindao was originally a Taoist in the mountains, and he was lucky enough to be dissected into a fairy, so I have to meet fellow Taoists."

Mo Chuan cupped his hands, talking nonsense.

All the monsters looked at each other meaningfully, stopped talking, and continued the previous topic.

Seeing this, Mo Chuan felt no embarrassment, followed behind the white-tailed green snake, and sat cross-legged around the demons at will, with his ears raised, listening carefully.

As he listened, he felt something was wrong.

Originally, he thought that this tea party was a practice exchange meeting among the monsters.

Unexpectedly, although the topic of group monsters has practice and discussion, it is more about friction and disputes, wrangling and commenting.

It was probably something like "you killed my son, I beat your dog", many evil spirits were arguing with red faces, and they looked like they were going to fight.It's just that the contradictions are all here, so there is no reason to do it?After all, it is thunder and rain.

Seeing this scene, Mo Chuan was full of emotions. It was really a fight for breath, and a stick of incense for Buddha, even monsters couldn't escape it.

He was also happy to see the results, so he just listened with his ears open, but he also heard a lot of anecdotes about monsters. It can be said that a knife stabbed his ass and opened his eyes!

"...Well, you eight-foot dragon, you really are a lecherous dragon, you can just accept a demon wife, and if you dare to marry a Miao girl, you are not afraid of eating a love gu and becoming a walking corpse who obeys your orders?"

A word that seemed to be joking or persuasive suddenly came from among the hustle and bustle of monsters, making Mo Chuan's eyes sink and he listened carefully.

 [Thank you "Wuqian" for the reward! 】

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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