When talking about the boy, the landlady was filled with guilt. Thinking about it now, she was even ready to take over the boy's ghost and send it to the underworld.

Not every deceased person will have a ghost come to the scene. Local land and small gods will often pick up and drop off the deceased on their behalf. For example, in some very remote places with other interferences, such as such "accidents" that even the ghosts may not be able to predict.

"Oh, it was me who harmed Gouwa...cough cough...Zhenjun came here. You must have seen that ghost, right? Ahem..."
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Now that Tutupo can think clearly, she can naturally guess the reason why Xiansheng Zhenjun suddenly came here?

However, as she spoke, she also began to cough, and the coughing sound was relatively violent. In Yi Shuyuan's Dharma eyes, every time the land woman coughed, a trace of incense mixed with ghostly smell would escape from the corner of her mouth.

This is not only a factor of damage, but also a way for the land woman to use her own Shinto magic power to expel evil spirits, and to expel stubborn diseases at the expense of herself.

"Cough cough cough..."

The landlady coughed violently a few more times, and even coughed up a ball of blood-like stuff as if she was vomiting. It immediately began to dissipate after leaving the body, turning into a wave of evil energy that was about to float out.

However, since Yi Shuyuan was here, he naturally couldn't let the evil spirit escape. As soon as he thought about it, the divine light of the Dharma Body of the Revealed Holy Lord shone through, melting it instantly like the scorching sun shining on the remaining snow.

At this meeting, Yi Shuyuan also answered Tu Tu Po’s question.

As someone who often helps villagers far away with their weddings and funerals, and helps with some folk rituals, Miao Zhu didn’t dare to be careless about the dream just now. I walked slowly into the hall, and then looked at the incense burner.

As before, Yi Shuyuan brought a small pile of books with him when he saw a doctor. At that time, there were many books spread out beside the bed and under the table.

Temple ministers hurriedly ran behind the statue and bowed their hands repeatedly.

I have to say that the child is now completely relying on his innate strength to hold his breath.

Chen Han, did you just arrive?

"Qigui..."

Miao Zhu stood up, opened the kitchen door and looked towards the temple, where the statue of Tutu Po was sitting under the altar.

"Qi Gui, the thing he suppressed on your incense burner next time is very evil. It alarmed the gods. You must know the origin of this thing. Does he still remember the situation this time and know about this family?"

As soon as the temple blessing left, Fang Silin looked at Tutu Po and said, "Practice as a bad person," and then disappeared directly from your eyes.

Miao Zhu didn't understand yet, so he bowed to the statue, then went back to the kitchen to extinguish the slightly burning charcoal fire in the stove, put on a thicker piece of clothing, and put on a fur hat, before closing the kitchen door.

We came out and went to the temple again.

Although the Earth Temple is in that village, the eight villages in the distance will come here if nothing happens. The house where the next accident will happen is a little far away, but because the temple is slower than the old man, a visit is not enough time to burn incense.

There is no small incense cauldron inside for believers to place incense, but the large incense burner outside is limited by the space, so there are only a few places to place incense.

Of course Hu Kuangming disappeared, but directly dispersed the God Transformation and followed the temple blessing in his spiritual body.

"Qigui..."

Holy Yao, I fell down eight times in a row, but they were all Holy Yao.

The Miao Zhu is also a person with no abilities. He is a kind of figure like a village magic stick and a goddess. He has inherited a few local methods. He can treat some diseases and drive away some evil spirits. Some of the original sorcerers are similar characters.

, or Miao Zhu can also be regarded as a warlock.

When Miao Zhu picked up the peach wood stick, he only felt that the stick had become slightly heavier. I looked at it in surprise and felt that there was a faint golden glow under the stick. When I looked again, it seemed that something had happened.

, but the weight of the stick has indeed changed.

Tutu Po understood the meaning of Xian Sheng Chen Han and nodded.

"Grandma Tutu, did you take it away?"

The dharma body of the manifested saint Chen Han is too conspicuous. Although various Shinto methods cannot be used, Hu Kuangming realizes that it is necessary to put aside the basics and ignore the last, and directly travel with his spiritual thoughts for convenience.

"It's amazing that the child is still alive now. It's as if the life in his body has been taken away but he is still breathing..."

But the same as before, now I don’t feel anxious when reading, but I don’t have a clear grasp of the context in my mind, and I don’t have the confidence to get the right medicine.

Mr. Yi once said that the so-called benevolence of doctors means that people in the medical profession uphold this point of view of the world's patients, have a desire for knowledge, and want to help people recover. In this way, the decline of medical skills will be faster.

The sound seemed to be getting farther and farther away, and Miao Zhu felt that his body seemed to be moving. He was clearly standing in the hall and walking around, but he was getting further and further away from the statue.

Before I was unsure about my condition, I finished reading the book again.

At this moment, Hu Kuangming was standing under the statue. Seeing this, he pointed directly towards the peach wood stick. Suddenly a divine light shot out from his fingertips and fell into the peach wood stick.

Yi Shuyuan frowned and looked at Fang Sidao.

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The voice came again, and Miao Zhu's heart jumped suddenly. He looked at the earth statue in the temple that was visible at a glance. The clay sculpture earth woman sitting under the altar seemed to be looking at me.

"Meet the mother-in-law of the land, meet the mother-in-law of the land!"

You now understand in your heart.

"Qigui..."

"It will allow me to be infected with wind evil again, so that I can calm down my shock and calm my soul. I can also replenish my vitality with warm medicine and food step by step, and maybe I can still survive..."

As Hu Kuangming spoke, his eyes flashed and he looked at the paper in his hand.

Hu Kuangming looked at the piece of paper in his hand, and then at Tutu Po.

PS: Ahhhhhh, Kavin, insomnia, mental anxiety...I wanted to take a leave, but I punched myself, but he is so strong and wants to take another leave?

I have to say that even though the painting is a incomplete corner, it is very unlikely that it was painted by someone!

"Who, who's calling?"

Miao Zhu shouted, but no one responded.

At that time, Miao Zhu was half-lying with his head leaning against the back of the chair. I looked at the wooden beams above my head and looked at the bamboo basket. The yellow paper ingot outside was folded into half of the basket. The dream just now was still vivid in my mind, and the voice in the dream was still vivid.

The bad thing seems to be still in my ears.

In Dengzhou City, in the Xian Sheng Chen Han Temple, Yi Shuyuan looked serious in the living room in the front yard of the temple. He took his pulse for more than half an hour before finally grasping some details from the chaotic pulse.

After saying that, Miao Zhu picked up the Yao cup in the corner of the altar and dropped it before praying devoutly.

There are a few too many words, so I’ll try my best tomorrow!

A wisp of sandalwood smoke floated towards the kitchen. The old Miao Zhu here gradually became drowsy while folding yellow paper, and slowly dozed off against his chair.

It is true that Guo Zhenjun is not only the temple blessing of the earth temple, but also the real demon incarnation. If you understand clearly, you will raise your head and look at the statue of Chen Han.

That scene shocked Tutu Po, because you didn't see any escape method at all, and you didn't see the divine light disappearing. It was as if Chen Han, the manifested saint, had ever existed there and just disappeared.
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No matter how determined I was to pray for the temple, I immediately left the temple and walked inside. I was too worried about the earth temple and the villagers came to lay incense and worship the gods.

The source of that matter must have come from the human world, and the laws of heaven are also bad. Whether it is too small a movement, or it may affect the mixed energy of the human world, it is convenient for gods to keep showing up and contacting mortals, and it still needs to be done by humans.

Help.

The last moment, under the chair in the kitchen, Miao Zhu woke up with a shudder.

"Where this thing came from still needs to be found out, but you can feel that there are related things in the village in the distance. I think the source is there. This matter is quite tricky and has many connections...

."

Half asleep and half awake, I seemed to hear someone coughing and calling my name.

The things in the incense burner are indeed visible.

Miao Zhu bowed to the statue again, and then grabbed a peach wood stick enshrined behind the altar with both hands.

"Slow down and check it out...look up the origin of that painting, don't try to scare the snake..."

"Of course I have seen the ghost. Don't worry, the child is lucky enough to have a small life. He has not lost his life, but my family will definitely be relieved for a while. It's time..."<

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"It's very strange that such a healthy physique, with pulse connected to the meridians, is not even alive. The springs on the soles of the feet are all warm and cold coming from within. It should be... Oh, of course

It’s a bad phenomenon!”

"Yes, Master, then try to find out!"

That may not be some ordinary place in that world. The term "not as helpful as a god" is not groundless, and that "god" may not be just a real god, but may also be the spirit of all things, or the spirit in the heart.
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Zhenjun glanced at Mai Lingfei, of course it was because of his innate innocence.

Miao Zhu looked up at the statue, and saw that the statue was really opening its mouth to speak. He was excited and hesitant at the same time. He reacted immediately and thought about what to do next time, but his mind was very confused at that time, and he couldn't think of anything.
p>

The land god appears!

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The voice came again, and it seemed to be the voice of an old woman. Miao Zhu opened the door and looked around. The Tutu Temple was small, and it was possible that no one came there all the time, so there was no one else outside the temple except me.

Miao Zhu stood up from his chair and looked at the half-filled basket of yellow paper ingots. He folded them and fell asleep.

In fact, the paper is not a raw material, but just a piece of paper. Even the ghosts painted on it are made of special ink and paint.

"Cough cough cough... Qigui, Qigui..."

After a while, Miao Zhu lifted the incense burner, only to find that the paper on it had not yet been seen.

Moreover, there will probably be very few people who can discover my wandering spirit in that world, and it will be more hidden than using Shinto methods.

Very slowly, Zhenjun arrived at the back of the hall. The main hall where the saint Chen Han lived was called the Demon Subduing Hall. At this moment, there were still no pilgrims offering incense in the hall, and no one greeted you when they saw you coming.

Zhenjun responded one by one, then walked to the altar and looked at the incense burner. You seemed to be trying to re-insert a few broken incense sticks. You grabbed the bottom of the incense and inserted it upwards.

"Pa-ta~"
Chapter completed!