“Burning incense as an offering to the gods brings boundless divine power, and curling incense brings blessings to all generations.”
Suddenly, a burst of chanting came.
Mo Hai stood by the street and looked back. At this moment, the sun had set and the sky and earth were dark. A team appeared from the corner of the street and walked towards Mo Hai.
Because many shops on the street began to burn incense, and the team was also burning incense, causing smoke to drift on the street, like the mist in the mountains and forests at night, and the team was holding red lanterns.
It gives people a very strange feeling.
Thousands of years later, the Burning Incense Sect has penetrated into every place in the Xuni Domain. Even in a small village, there are Burning Incense Sect followers. Those believers have been thoroughly brainwashed and are loyal to the Burning Incense Sect. They are quite difficult to deal with.
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"What a god!"
Mo Hai complained.
Mo Hai didn't have a good impression of the Incense Sect. Although the teachings of the Incense Sect were great and selfless, the things they did were completely opposite to their teachings. However, Mo Hai also expressed his understanding. After all, this kind of evil heretic
, it is definitely better to say it than to sing it. Whatever a powerful sect or religion promotes to the outside world is naturally good.
"Young man, why are you still standing here?
Kneel down quickly."
A shop owner who believed in the incense cult heard the sound and ran out quickly, kneeling in front of the incense burner, holding a tray in his hand with a lot of money in it.
"I don't believe in the Incense Sect, so why do I have to kneel down? But you, boss, can you make so much money in one day's business?
I think it would be better to use this money to pay filial piety to the Burning Incense Cult and buy something to eat and drink."
Mo Hai smiled.
The shop owner was startled and looked up at Mo Hai, his eyes filled with displeasure.
"What did you say?
My money is to honor the gods. Today I pay 10,000 yuan to the gods, and tomorrow the gods can bless me to earn a million. You don’t understand at all. Don’t get in the way in front of me. Get out of the way, get out of the way.”
The shop owner said impatiently.
Mo Hai was a little amused and ignored such boring things. He came to Rilang City this time to find someone.
Find someone first. As for the Incense Sect, we’ll talk about it later.
In the silent, dim streets, Mo Hai recalled the aura of "Master Miejie", but he didn't feel anything at all.
"It's really strange. Isn't she not in Rilang City?
Or is she not practicing yet?"
Mo Hai was a little confused.
The aura of a practitioner is unique, unless he takes the initiative to cover up his aura, but with Mo Hai's cultivation, even if the other party actively conceals his aura, Mo Hai can still find it.
There are only two possibilities. The other party is not in Rilang City, or the other party has no practice at all?
If you can't find someone through breath, there is another way, and that is to find someone through blood. However, to use blood to find someone, you need something on the other person's body as a medium.
Mo Hai was wandering the streets aimlessly, which was really tricky. If he couldn't find someone accurately through his aura and blood, then finding someone would be like looking for a needle in a haystack. The population of Rilang City exceeded ten million, so Mo Hai couldn't let him go.
Let’s look for them one by one.
"Hey, it seems we can only use the old method."
Mo Hai finally made a decision, which was also a helpless move. To find someone in the True Fairyland, you still need to find someone by their name, which is indeed not in line with the standards of the True Fairyland.
The real name of Master Miejie is Feng Xuelao. Fortunately, it is not like the common names such as "Zhang Yong", "Li Yong" and "Zhang Wei". The entire Rilang City is called Feng Xuelao, and a woman of the right age should be
not much.
Although it is possible that Feng Xuelao was not called Feng Xuelao a thousand years ago, but now Mo Hai has no choice but to try his luck. If he had known that this day would happen, Mo Hai should have a better understanding of Feng Xuelao's life experience in his previous life.
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Just when Mo Hai was looking for Feng Xuelao, a mansion in Rilang City was busy. Big red happy characters were plastered all over the mansion. It seemed that there was a happy event in the mansion, but there was no joy on the faces of the servants and maids.
, instead he looked a little sad.
"Hey, Miss is getting married. If we do something wrong in the future, no one will speak for us."
"Yes, I feel uncomfortable without the lady at home. The master has such a bad temper. I was almost killed by the master because I broke one of his teacups. Fortunately, the miss begged for mercy. The miss is getting married this time. I feel
I will be in danger from now on."
"I don't want the young lady to get married, wuwu~"
"Stop crying, be careful not to be overheard by the master and his wife."
In the backyard of the mansion, several servants and maids gathered together, talking in low voices.