Eat the incense of the world, I am actually the underworld

Kemao City is not big, but the way of incense is extremely prosperous.

As soon as I set foot on the river bank, surrounded by dense forests, I saw a temple with red walls and green tiles, standing by the water, and I could faintly hear monks chanting.

Go back dozens of steps along the river bank path, the tranquility recedes, and the bustling is in front of you.

Buildings with different styles are located on the banks of the river, changing with the terrain, seemingly random and messy, but with a different kind of natural beauty.

On the corner of the eaves and corridor, there are five spines and six beasts, intertwined with canine teeth, provocative and glaring!

Under the building, the flow of people is like weaving.

Porters carrying goods, turners pushing carts, shopkeepers walking around the streets... more are all kinds of boatmen and sailors.

The air is filled with the stench of sweat and aquatic products, as well as... the smell of incense.

Even though Mo Chuan was quite well-informed, he was also stunned by the complicated beliefs in Kemao City.

Refining the gods and looking at it, the city is like flowing water, and the incense is burning, like billowing thick smoke straight into the sky.

Zhenjiang Wangye Temple, Qiaosheng Xianshi Hall, Liang's Ancestral Hall, Hedu Temple, Guiren Temple, Avalokitesvara Temple, Hetan Niangniang Niang... Temples and ancestral halls of all sizes are blooming everywhere.

It is a bit exaggerated to say that there is a temple in five steps and a temple in three steps.

But on a street, with two doors open to welcome incense, that is definitely modest.

Mo Chuan came down in a circle, looking at the unkempt and muddy boatman who came and went, and suddenly understood something in his heart.

A mere boatman, dare to show his thin skills.

Only the beach head temple should be relied on for the abundance of cattle and wine.

Kemao City is the end of the Chengye River, but it is the starting point of the Dongyu River. Merchant ships sailing here will face more dangers, so why not panic?

It can be said that praying to God and worshiping Buddha is already the cheapest medicine to appease the inner hesitation.

After all, it is suffering that breeds faith!

Mo Chuan shook his head, chose a temple, and offered an incense stick. Turning his head, he saw an old man in gray walking over, bowing to him:
"Fellow Daoist, Wan Shan! Poor Dao Yunhe, dare to ask what is your name?"

"It's a good day to be poor, and it's a pleasure to meet you!" Mo Chuan bowed his hands in return.

After exchanging pleasantries with the old Taoist, Yun asked about Mo Chuan's intentions.

Mo Chuan bluntly said that You Fang passed by, and when he was walking along the Chengye River, he seemed to have seen some evil spirits, so he came here to inquire.

"There are so many incense sticks by the Chengye River, fellow daoist, maybe you have misidentified some ghost fairy and narcissus!" Yun He said with a smile when he heard this.

"Really? Then dare to ask which immortal in Chengye River, who is as big as a temple, can capsize a boat?" Mo Chuan asked persistently.

"This……"

Yun and Lao Dao suddenly showed some hesitation.

Unlike Mo Chuan who is a liar by nature, he treats the precepts of Taoism as nothing;

True practitioners, whether they are Taoists or Buddhists, are very taboo against lies.

Words of the Tao do not deceive, but the Buddha speaks of lies.

"Fellow Taoists, it's hard for a poor Taoist to say this. There are hundreds of narcissus and ghosts, big and small, by the Chengye River, but there are countless people who overturn the river. As for a temple as big as a temple? Don't talk about the Buddhist magic of the family, some blindfolding methods in the market are also It can be done, so it’s really hard to say.”

Is it really hard to say?Still dare not say?
Mo Chuan was unhappy, but he didn't say anything after all. He cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, fellow daoist, for your guidance!"

Yun and the old Taoist bowed again and again: "You're welcome!"

After seeing the salute, Mo Chuan turned around and left.

Afterwards, he visited several temples, and the encounters were surprisingly consistent. Faced with his question, everyone kept secretive and talked about other things.

Although he never lied and lied, it was better than lying.

"It's kind of interesting. A mere water demon makes all the cultivators in the city afraid? Is this the overlord of the Chengye River, or have they already colluded with each other, formed an alliance, and sat on the incense?"

When Mo Chuan left the fourth ancestral hall and looked up at the city, his mind was full of thoughts.

After thinking about it, he randomly found a hotel to stay.

As soon as he entered the wing room, he called Monk Deng Cao out.

"Master Dao, you call me."

Monk Dengcao, who hadn't come out to breathe for a long time, was so excited that he bowed again and again.

Mo Chuan nodded, and told straight to the point: "Go and find out something for the poor Taoist. Remember, the local forces may have collusion and have been aware of it. Be careful. If necessary, you can use money to clear the way."

After speaking, he briefly introduced the matter of the water demon.

"The little monk is under orders, please trouble the Taoist master, and so on, the little monk will go back as soon as he goes."

Monk Deng Cao cupped his hands, then got out of the room and slipped out.

Seeing this, Mo Chuan walked to the window, opened the window, watched the sunset, and enjoyed the bustling city.

I'm not worried about Monk Dengcao's actions.

The snake has its way, and the rat has its way.

Monk Deng Cao has always been timid, and most of the people he inquires about are low-level spirits and monsters. It seems that the value is not very high, but if you put it together, you can still find clues.

Sure enough, when the moon was in the middle of the sky, the monk Dengcao finally came.

"Master Dao, the little monk has asked for the news you want."

Monk Deng Cao squeezed into the wing room through the crack of the door, with a face full of praise.

"Say."

"Yes, the little monk obeyed the Daoist's decree and did not dare to disturb the temples in the city, so he wandered around and happened to meet the ghosts and immortals who came here. After some compliments, the little monk really let the little monk find out the truth."

Mo Chuan remained silent, patiently waiting for Monk Deng Cao to say the key points.

"I heard from that ghost fairy that the water demon wandering in the river came from Shuanglong Temple!"

"Shuanglong Temple?"

"Exactly! I have inquired about it. This Shuanglong Temple is located in Fengchao City on the upper reaches of the Chengye River. It almost monopolizes Fengchao incense. It is the biggest force in the Chengye River! It is said that not only this time, but every three to five years in previous years, there will be The water demon came out of the temple to make waves. Then... every time Shuanglong Temple would send monks to secretly eliminate the demon."

Monk Deng Cao said succinctly, thinking, you humans still know how to play.

No wonder the great prosperity of the human race and the long lifespan of the Yao clan have been suppressed in the corners of the mountains!

Mo Chuan remained silent.

After a while, Youyou let out a breath and said, "You did a good job."

Immediately with a wave of his hand, he put away the monk Dengcao.

Silent all night.

In the early morning of the next day, Mo Chuan had breakfast, then paid the bill and left.

He left Kemao and seemed to be heading towards the direction of Dongyu River. When he was in a place inaccessible to people, he immediately refined his spirit and qi, went upstream against the current, and fled to Fengchao City.

When passing by the Ghost Bujiao section of the river, his heart skipped a beat and he revealed his figure.

His thoughts swept across the sacrificial stove, and then he took out a Chonglongyu talisman from the Taoist Wuzhu's spoils, and stuck it on his nose.

As the talisman spontaneously ignited without wind, countless smells suddenly poured into the nostrils.

Mo Chuan's face turned pale, and he almost vomited his breakfast.

It's really a lot of dead fish and shrimps on the shore, and I usually feel a little fishy when I smell it.

Now that the sense of smell is magnified by the Dragon Jade Rune, the stench is almost forgotten.

However, compared to the rotten smell, the evil spirit that has been permeating the air for a long time is more compelling.

Going up the parade, the evil spirit is getting stronger and stronger.

Mo Chuan sighed:

"I have underestimated the Taoism of the world. Although it is strong to refine the spirit into the void, what you see is too complicated, and you can't peel it off!"

"Instead, this dragon jade talisman specializes in the sense of smell, so it's a wonderful way to search for it."

"Unfortunately... use one less one."

After feeling a lot of emotion, he escaped into the void again and rushed upstream.

[Thanks to "Wuqian" and "Tai'er" for their rewards! 】