Weird things are rampant: I enthroned gods in another world

A golden light appeared in the Spirit Sculpture House

, wrapping Zhang Xuan who was meditating.

In the paper shop

, the statues on the table were still shining, and Liu Meng and his wife and the little girl slept soundly.

A cloud of golden light appeared, wrapping the sleeping three, and the little girl turned around and snuggled tightly into her mother's arms.

In the morning, the sun jumps out of the ground and shines on the earth.

Inside the Lingsu Residence, Zhang Xuan finished washing and was playing Tai Chi in the courtyard.

The sun shines on the body, and it seems that the whole body is glowing.

I saw Zhang Xuan, arms open and closed, palms facing each other, like holding Tai Chi, rotating Ruyi, intentional liuhe.

Between the movements of the arms, it seems that the sunlight is also gathering and dispersing with its footsteps and fists.

After the two tai chi fights, Zhang Xuan felt the continuous running air flow in his body, constantly flowing throughout his body.

After breakfast, Zhang Xuan observed the shadow wall and found that the shadow wall had been completely dry, and he could invite the land god statue to settle in today.

After cleaning up everything, Zhang Xuan sat in the courtyard, took out the carving knife, and continued today's carving work.

Zhang Xuan is still ready to carry out the daily carving work first, and then busy with customized things in the afternoon, after all, the daily god statue cannot be supplied, you must know that if some families cannot invite the god statue on time, they may have to worry about their lives.

When Zhang Xuan was about to start carving, he listened to "Snap... Snap...", before Zhang Xuan got up to open the door, the door "creaked..." and was pushed open from the outside.

Usually in the morning, after Zhang Xuan got up, after breakfast, he usually pulled the latch of the door open, so at this time, someone came over and pushed the door directly to come in.

However, shops such as paper shops and Lingsuju generally open at noon, so under normal circumstances, Zhang Xuan will only open the door at lunch, indicating that it is officially open at this time.

Paper shops, spirit plastic houses, coffin shops, and stone shops are basically nearby, belonging to the northwest district of the town, and most of the shops in this area are like this, so if you come over in the morning, you will find that every household here is still closed.

Other districts are less fancy and generally open in the morning.

Of course, if people in the Northwest District want to go to other districts to buy things in the morning, such as buying vegetables, meat, grain or something, after going out, they will also close the door again and will not open until noon.

Hearing the door slamming, Zhang Xuan looked up, and saw a big man in black striding in, and before anyone came in, the sound of the urn came first: "Xiao Xuan, Uncle Meng came to see you!"

Zhang Xuan rubbed his ears, glared at Liu Meng angrily, and said, "Uncle Meng, next time, my gate will be changed twice this year!"

"Next time, definitely." Liu Meng smiled.

Zhang Xuan got up and took a stool, and Liu Meng sat down next to Zhang Xuan.

"Uncle Meng, is something wrong?" Zhang Xuan was also a little puzzled, Liu Meng rarely came over so early in the past.

"Hehe, Xiaoxuan, ask you something?" Liu scratched his head.

"What's going on?" Zhang Xuan always felt that Liu Meng was not normal today.

"That, Xiao Xuan, that statue you carved for your uncle yesterday, that's too much!"

"Which?" Zhang Xuan said suspiciously.

"It's so powerful!"

"Huh?"

"That, uncle wants to ask you, how did you think of putting armor on uncle, that armor is too that, uncle doesn't know what words to use!" Anyway, it's really majestic!

"Uncle, you won't come to me so early just because of the armor!" Zhang Xuan couldn't help but be happy.

"Hehe, no... Not...... How can it? This can't be done, thinking of letting you carve a few more for Uncle! Uncle likes it so much! Liu Meng was slightly embarrassed.

Of course, this kind of carving is not free, even if the relationship is good, it will not give away the statue for nothing.

All the spiritual sculptures in this world have a rule, that is: as long as the gods are invited from the spiritual sculpture dwelling, no matter who invites them, they must give money. Of course, you can give a discount, for example, others are five cents, give three cents or two cents to those close to you, even if it is a penny, but you must not charge money.

Of course, Liu Meng will not treat Zhang Xuan badly in terms of money, just say that when the original owner was a child, Liu Meng and his wife did not know how much pocket money they gave him!

"No problem, I was thinking of carving a few more, wasn't it too late yesterday? I'll carve a few today and send them to you in the afternoon. Zhang Xuan agreed happily.

"That Cheng... Na Cheng..., that uncle left first! After that, without waiting for Zhang Xuan to reply, Liu Meng reached out and grabbed a handful of copper coins from his arms and put them on the counter, then turned around a few steps and left the Lingsu Residence, and closed the door again.

Zhang Xuan looked at the handful of copper coins that Liu Meng had just placed on the counter, a little speechless. This is at least forty or fifty letters, and according to the price of five statues of wood carved gods, it is enough for ten statues.

Zhang Xuan looked at Liu Meng, who hurried over, said a few words and left in a hurry, always feeling that he still had something, and wanted to say it but didn't say it.

As the carving knives flew around, a statue of the land god took shape one after another, carving the name of the god seat of the land, and a warm current flowed throughout the body.

Then he started making clay statues of land gods, which was faster.

About three moments later, suddenly the door was pushed open again.

"Crunch..." With a sound, a small figure jumped in.

"Brother, I'm coming!" Before the person arrived, the voice arrived first.

Zhang Xuan looked up and said, "Be careful, be careful if you fall, you are all a big girl!"

"Hee-hee, got it!" The little girl came to him, pulled over the stool where she used to sit, and sat down.

"Are you done with your homework?" Zhang Xuan glanced at the little girl while busy with the clay sculpture in his hand.

"Of course it's done?" The little girl was anxious all of a sudden, and stared at Zhang Xuan with big eyes.

"Really?" Zhang Xuan didn't believe it.

The little girl looked at Zhang Xuan's unbelieving eyes, a little anxious, and lowered her head after a while.

Zhang Xuanxin said that sure enough, she sneaked out again, this girl is good everywhere, but she doesn't like to read very much. But in the end, Zhang Xuan also shook his head, forget it, children, can't be too harsh.

When the original master studied private school, he often skipped class, and the old master was old and could not manage it.

The old master also taught the children in the town to read and write, and if he could calculate an account, if he really wanted to be interested in the imperial examination, he had to go to the county town to study in a formal school.

Besides, the imperial examination is all a man's business, and girls read and read, that is, they know a few words, so Liu Meng and his wife usually do not demand the little girl, and basically turn a blind eye to her truancy.

However, Zhang Xuan still decided to take the time to teach the little girl to read by himself, at least to know the common words.

The little girl saw that Zhang Xuan no longer said anything about her, so she obediently picked up her carving knife and began to carve the statue.

After all, the little girl's skills are still shallow, so the carved statue is also very simple, as long as it is carved into a human form, and then carved with five facial features. Zhang Xuan also practiced so slowly back then.

Zhang Xuan saw that the little girl was obediently practicing carving, so he said: "Han'er, brother will tell you a story today!" What story would you like to hear? "

Huh? Are you sure? Brother? The little girl looked at Zhang Xuan in disbelief.

You know, Zhang Xuan hasn't told a story to the little girl for a long time. After all, the original owner is a small-town young man, and he has not read many books, so there are so many stories to tell. The story I heard from my adoptive father and Liu Meng and his wife was told in a few days.

But Zhang Xuan, who has traveled from the 21st century, is a belly story.

"Huh? The little girl thought carefully for a long time, and then stared at Zhang Xuan with big eyes: "Anyway, I can't tell the story of that grandfather and grandmother farming and killing ghosts!" "

The story of grandpa and grandmother told by the little girl is that after the story that the original owner knows, he starts to make up his own story. However, with the limited cultural level and insight of the original owner, where to make up such a good story. At first, the little girl still listened freshly, and the little girl also reacted later, so the little girl said so.

"I want to hear the story of the great general!" The little girl suddenly thought of the statue of his father in armor that Zhang Xuan carved yesterday, so her eyes lit up.

"Well, let's not tell the story of grandparents and grandparents! Let's tell the story of the great general, let the brother think about it. Zhang Xuan kept holding his hand, thinking in his heart about what to say to the little girl.

To say that there is no shortage of stories, I have seen so many fairy tales, novels, film and television dramas, etc. in my previous life, but every paragraph is a king-like existence. But what to tell the little girl specifically, still think about it.

Thinking of the door god statue carved for Uncle Meng yesterday, Zhang Xuan's eyes lit up, and if he had, he would talk about it!

"Han'er, brother tell you a story about the general and immortal, right?" Zhang Xuan said to the little girl with an expectant look.

"Okay, but what is a fairy?" The little girl heard this concept for the first time and said with a puzzled face.

"Oh..." Zhang Xuan opened his mouth, this is not something that can be explained clearly in two words, so he said: "It's a very, very powerful person."

"Is there a daddy awesome?" In the concept of the little girl, her father is the most powerful person.

"Well, it's many times more powerful than Uncle Meng!" Zhang Xuan could only say.

"Uh-huh...!" The little girl sat down obediently and looked at Zhang Xuan expectantly.

So Zhang Xuan told Liu Han'er the legend that Qin Qiong and Wei Chigong became door gods.

Legend has it that a long, long time ago, there was a great Tang dynasty, and the emperor of the Tang Dynasty was called Li Shimin, and later generations called him Emperor Taizong.

During the Taizong Dynasty, there were two very brave martial generals, named Qin Qiong and Wei Chigong, who made great contributions to the establishment of the Tang Dynasty.

At that time, there was also a minister called Wei Zheng. Wei Zhenggang was a famous minister during the Taizong Dynasty, and it is said that he was reincarnated as the Prince of Wenqu Xingjun.

One day, while Emperor Taizong was sleeping, he suddenly dreamed that a middle-aged man came to him, saying that he was the Dragon King of Jinghe, and that he wanted to be tortured for violating the Heavenly Rule, and that the beheading official was the famous minister Wei Zheng, begging him for help.

Emperor Taizong was very surprised and said how can I save your life."

The Jinghe Dragon King said that Wei Zheng was His Majesty's minister, and as long as His Majesty kept Wei Zheng by his side tomorrow, as long as it dragged out through noon, he could save Xiaolong's life. If it can save lives, there will be a great reward.

......

When Zhang Xuan finished speaking, he saw the little girl's two big eyes sparkling, which startled Zhang Xuan.

"Wow... That's awesome! Qin Qiong and Wei Chigong are so powerful! Put their portraits on the door to scare off the weirdness! The

little girl was completely substituted into the story, and her big eyes were shining.

"Of course it's very powerful, turn back, my brother will draw you a picture of the door god of Qin Qiong and Wei Chigong, Han'er is pasted on the gate, and I am not afraid of anything weird!" Zhang Xuan said with a smile.

The original owner could not draw, but Zhang Xuan had certain art skills in his previous life. When I was in middle school, I studied at an art training institution for a few years, and if you want to talk about how good the painting is, you can only say that it is not bad. However, in this world, drawing two door god diagrams should still be no problem. And later, he was forced by his grandfather to learn talismans and also painted for a while.

"Wow..., brother is the best!" The little girl jumped up excitedly.

"Then, Brother Xuan, what is the dragon you just talked about? Why was he killed?

"O dragon! It is a divine beast, and its skills are great. It can soar through the clouds and spread the clouds. That Jinghe Dragon King was killed because he violated the order of the Heavenly Emperor, changed the rain points privately, and violated the Heavenly Rule. "

Soaring clouds and driving fog, moving clouds and rain..." The little girl was completely caught in a fantasy, wondering what kind of experience it was.

This is exactly what it is: the story of the door god is passed on to the world, and I don't know that there is a god next door.