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Chapter Nineteen Ten Money God (End)(1/3)

The next day, a small boat lantern was placed under the eaves of Yu Linlang's door.

In Qiantang City, boat lanterns are the symbol of the tide god.

Chao Shen is an important local deity. As the saying goes: "The tide welcomes thousands of gods, and the tide sends away all ghosts", which means that he is the messenger and guide of the gods. No matter what rituals are held in the local area, this Chao is indispensable.

God is involved.

When Yu Linlang places a lamp at the door, it means asking the tide god to guide the way, and the family wants to worship the god.

The news spread to ten and hundreds, and in just half a morning, the news that the Gan family was going to renovate the spiritual science had spread throughout most of Fuguifang.

Although I don’t know why it was so hasty and who is the god of ten coins, but according to custom, all the young girls and young wives who were free nearby gathered to help, and the musicians, cooks, dealers, tailors, papermakers, etc. who were around to eat this meal.

Wait for Tongtong to arrive after hearing the news.

Time flies in the busyness.

at dusk.

The evening fog had not yet risen, and the sky was all red, which made the scene of hundreds of people gathering at the pier even more lively and prosperous.

The newly released "Ten Coin God's Voucher Section" is now being held.

In front of the altar.

The shamans dressed in colorful clothes, wearing feather crowns and Nuo masks sang and danced, directing the crowd to offer tributes.

Recite Qi Gou Yuan Wen Shu:

"Write it off with a black pen, open the book's head and foot... No, end, I hope to recall the kindness promised in the past... The servants of the believer's family, etc., after repaying, uh, this family is prosperous, full of auspiciousness, both people and wealth, wealth and honor,

Everyone is ten thousand feet tall, and the smoke reaches the sky..."

Behind, a group of men and women burned incense and knelt down. While they were chanting, they couldn't help but murmur in their hearts.

Where did this mage come from?

Why do you stutter even when pronouncing a word? Can you really impress ghosts and gods with your sincerity when you are so unfamiliar?

At this time, the sunset put away its last remaining rays.

Another cold wind suddenly came, stirring up dust and lowering the lights.

Day and night seemed to change in an instant.

Everything sinks into darkness.

Only the heads of short incense sticks in everyone's hands were bright red.

It seems that there are invisible things coming with the night, silently eating the incense and candles.

The short incense burned quickly, and the smoke rose up, but was not blown away by the cold wind. Instead, it slowly gathered on the altar.

Everyone's hearts are tense at this moment.

God is coming!

"Listen not, speak not, see not."

The wizard shook the magic bell and spoke in a strange and deliberately drawn-out tone:

The musicians hurriedly turned their heads and just played and sang as hard as they could; the believers hurriedly knelt on the ground and held three notes of short incense sticks high above their heads.

A moment.

Something vague and indistinguishable appeared in the smoke.

It descended among the tributes.

It caressed the fruits and melons, and the fruits immediately became shriveled; it submerged the rice, and the rice grains turned black and rotten like mud; it crawled over the sacrifices, and the flesh and blood lost their luster.

Finally, it landed in front of a brocade box - Qian Tang people worshiped gods more honestly than elsewhere, they gave money, real money.

The "god" opened its tribute, but there was no gold, no silver, not even a copper in it. What was there was just a yellow paper talisman.

Outside the smoke:

"Emergency is like a law."...

ah!!

An inhuman shriek suddenly began, almost threatening to pierce the eardrums.

Everyone in the venue was frightened and raised their heads at the sound.

But on top of the altar, all the misty smoke clouds turned into billowing black air, transforming into various strange shapes from time to time.

Where is the god? It is clearly an evil thing!

Before even greater panic could spread among the crowd, the black energy suddenly gathered and turned into a huge beast like a chariot and horse, rushing towards the wizard in the audience.

The wizard didn't evade at all, he just shook the magic bell in his hand.

Ding~

"rise!"

Several men who had ambushed early pulled the hemp rope with red faces and ears.

A large red net immediately rose.

The black energy was caught off guard and hit the Internet, suddenly

It makes a "squeaking" sound as if a hot iron is being applied to the flesh.

Flying back.

The black energy was obviously not a reckless thing. If it missed a hit, it would spiral up and try to find an opportunity to escape.

But the wizard has been shaking the copper bells one after another, and several large nets have been raised one after another, forming a cage and sealing it inside.

It banged around hard, but it did nothing but howl and scream.

The wizard, or Li Changan, picked up a mahogany sword and drew a long-unused evil-killing talisman on the sword.

"The sky is in panic, the earth is in danger..."

When the talisman is completed, hold the magic sword upside down and throw it to kill this ghost.

suddenly.

Dazzling white light burst out from the net.

Li Changan had to raise his hands to cover his eyes, and then heard several exclamations and random noises. After the strong light went out, there was nothing in the "cage", and a big hole was opened in the big net on the side.

The Taoist priest came forward to take a closer look.

The hole seemed to have been simply knocked out by brute force, and there were no signs of burnt marks on the edges.

These nets are specially made with cinnabar, chicken blood, and talisman water. Logically speaking, when ordinary ghosts bump into them, the yin and yang conflict, so they should react.

unless……

Shopkeeper Gan came forward tremblingly:

"What should I do?!"

Li Changan took off his feather crown, mask, and put on a bamboo hat.

"With mental arithmetic but no intention, it can't change the world."...

One of the signs of poverty is going to bed early.

It's just dark, and every house in Fuguifang has its doors closed.

In the dark night, in the gauzy mist, the thatched houses look like clusters of tombs. Only by getting closer can you hear the suppressed voices of the owners venting their remaining energy through the cracks in the windows.

sound.

It's like a mass grave of fake corpses.

A cloud of black energy rushed through it.

When it discovers that the doors and windows of a sloppy house are open and wants to sneak in to escape.

There is always a voice behind me: "Ji."

The bird folded from the yellow paper flew towards the eyes from a certain corner, fluttered and stretched out, and the runes outlined in cinnabar emitted clear light, repelling it fiercely.

The escape speed inevitably slowed down, so more birds caught up.

The spells used by Li Chang'an were not powerful. The former was to ward off evil spirits, and the latter was to restrain ghosts. Although it was a simple charm, many ants would bite the elephant to death. With more than a dozen ghost charms surrounding him, the black energy began to escape at a lightning speed, but

Gradually he became a hobbling old man, struggling to walk.

Finally, it found a hidden corner and without thinking, jumped through the narrow crack in the wall and fell into a small open space.

Grass clippings and mud dust were thrown up on the ground, alarming the "first comers" - a group of wild cats having a meeting, and their fur flew up.

It struggled to prop up its body, raised its head and looked around - the talisman tightly bound the black energy around it, and outlined the outline of a human figure hidden under the black energy - this was a small open space under the city wall, surrounded by houses, growing

There was an old, half-dead tree, and a mud ditch crossed it.

here it is……
To be continued...
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