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

Chapter 2 Sacrificial Furnace
"Illusion? Or... crossed to another world?"

Looking at the familiar bedroom, Mo Chuan was full of doubts.

It turned out that when Huang Buyu presented the painted skin, he suddenly felt the feeling of "the disaster is over, and he can leave at any time".

He also sees the bedrooms overlapping the ancestral hall again.

In fact, he did return to his bedroom at home.

To be honest, since he had auditory hallucinations, he didn't know how much information he had checked and how much preparation he had made.

All kinds of scientific and unscientific possibilities have been imagined.

He was able to calmly deal with what just happened, which had nothing to do with his mental preparation during this period.

But even so, it was beyond the bounds of his imagination.

"Um...is this?"

He suddenly found something strange in his body.

Under the induction, I was surprised to find that I had an extra ability of "inner vision".

A two-eared three-legged incense burner and a stack of painted skins were also found in the body.

With a movement of his mind, the incense burner and painted skin suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and bursts of sympathetic thoughts rippled back and forth, which made Mo Chuan's eyebrows and eyes full of disbelief.

【Festival Furnace】

——It rains heavily in the sky, and the grass is not moist and rootless;

The origin of this furnace is unknown, but it can be intercepted from the ownerless incense.

However, there are prophecies about incense, and if you want to enjoy it, you must solve your obsessions and avoid disasters.

Mo Chuan pondered in his heart after comprehending the information about the Dao Furnace for the Sacrifice.

If he guessed correctly, the main body of the offering sacrifice stove should be the two-eared and three-legged stove in the Chen family's ancestral hall.

Under the prayers of Shang Xiang from the old man of the Chen family, he accidentally pointed to his soul.

The Dao Furnace for offering sacrifices also recognized the Lord.

To prove this point, just wait for the Chen family to offer sacrifices again.

Mo Chuan immediately put away the sacrificial stove, and his eyes fell on the stack of painted skins:

【Painted Skin·Sudden Death】

——Refined from the skin of violently killed people, it is extremely yin to evil, and it cannot be controlled unless it is a femininity, and it cannot be covered with skin unless it is invisible.

This was refined by Jiazi Huangxian, and the Yin thing can be covered with it, and it can be changed into a human form.

Feeling the information contained in the painted skin, Mo Chuan wanted to put on a mask and change his face to experience it, but now that he has a body, he can't put on a human skin at all, so he can only give up.

After he put away the painted skin, not only was there no joy on his face, but a look of worry on the contrary.

"It seems that I have encountered an extraordinary adventure, but the premise of all this is... this is not my illusion!"

Since he has "auditory hallucinations", it is possible to have "vision hallucinations".

In other words, everything he experienced just now, and even the sacrificial stove and painted skin that he collected out of thin air, may all be illusions made by his brain.

Mental illness is not a rare disease in modern society.

When Mo Chuan was in high school, a school physical examination was arranged in a nearby mental hospital.

He saw with his own eyes that many patients were lying in front of the bars, swearing nonsense.

So he has reason to suspect that he also has some kind of mental illness?

"It's actually not difficult to verify these."

Mo Chuan took out his mobile phone and checked the time. At ten o'clock in the night, he simply put on his clothes, summoned the sacrificial stove from his body, held it in his hand, and went out.

"Young man, this incense burner looks exquisite!"

"Yes, I think so too. I just bought it today."

"Where did you buy it? How much?"

"Flower and Bird Market, it costs [-] yuan. I cut off the soles of my shoes and get [-] yuan."

"Okay, one hundred and fifty is not a loss, and modern handicrafts also cost several hundred!"

"I think so too."

Sitting in the taxi, Mo Chuan felt for the first time that the chatterbox driver was quite nice.

While chatting with the driver, he looked at his mobile phone, which was silently playing an advanced mathematics online class.

In his view, even if there are other people to testify, there is no guarantee that this must not be an illusion.

What if this is a "brain in a vat" illusion?

So his second verification method is - mathematics.

Based on his experience and knowledge, the brain may weave a strange fantasy story that is difficult to distinguish between true and false, and deceive him.

But math won't!
The moonlight is like water, and the stars are shining brightly.

After Mo Chuan wore the stars and wore the moon, he strolled around, and when he got home, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

The verification along the way, coupled with the imaginative thinking, wasted a lot on thinking, which made him extremely exhausted, and he fell asleep when he got home.

A night without dreams.

The next day, Mo Chuan was awakened by a murmur.

"Damn it! Come again——"

Mo Chuan, who had just woken up from the dream, was annoyed and wanted to scold.

Before the words came out, all kinds of yesterday came to my mind, and the cursing stopped.

He hurriedly got up, opened his eyes, and in a flash of his mind, the sacrificial offering stove jumped out.

The censer, which was empty last night, was filled with incense offerings silently today, and the green smoke came straight to the front.

Through the curling green smoke, the ancestral hall of the Chen family overlapped in the bedroom again and appeared in front of my eyes.

In the ancestral hall, the old man of the Chen family was leading dozens of people, old and young, kneeling under the shrine, praying endlessly.

"On the sixth day of the sixth month of the [-]s, the grandson of the Chen family in Qukou, I would like to offer sacrifices to the ancestors with the ceremony of Shaolao, fruit wine and fragrant flowers to comfort the heroic spirits... My ancestors and ancestors, protect my descendants, the house is prosperous, and the body is healthy. Sincerely feel, all the ancestors come to enjoy."

"Fuwei Shangxian!"

At the mouth of the Qukou, the Patriarch of the Chen family holds the sacrificial rite, shakes his head and offers incense.

After surviving the indiscriminate disaster yesterday, he knocked on the gate of the scholar in the town overnight, promised a lot of money, and compiled a sacrificial text overnight.

Today was even more busy all morning, convening the relatives of the sect to hold this sacrifice meeting.

Mo Chuan was not very interested in the rituals of the Chen family, but he was more interested in offering sacrifices to the Dao Furnace.

It was different from calling out the Dao Furnace for Sacrificial Sacrifice in a ignorant manner yesterday.

Today, under careful observation, all the mysteries of offering sacrifices to the Taoist stove are imprinted in my heart one by one.

Probably because he resolved the disaster of the Chen family, as the Chen family offered sacrifices, the power of incense like strands of silk poured into his limbs and bones.

Apart from refreshing him, he also had a faint sense of solidification as his strength increased.

Guided by incense, he can escape into the other world at any time.

When the Chen family worship was over and the incense offerings were burned out, Mo Chuan thought he would be ostracized and leave.

I don't want to, although he has the feeling of "leaving", but if he stays forcibly, he will not be rejected.

However, this action will consume incense.

He could clearly feel that the incense accumulated in his body was gradually being consumed and reduced.

"The Chen family's sacrifice is enough for me to stay for more than three days. I won't stay here for now. I'll talk about it after I arrange the main body."

After Mo Chuan experimented with the mystery of the Dao Furnace for the Sacrifice, he stopped staying and returned to the main body.

I don't want to, just when I opened my eyes, the phone "ding" vibrated.

Take it out and have a look:
But it was a high school classmate who hadn't contacted for two years who sent a message, and it turned out to be paying back the money.

'I'm sorry, Chuanzi, it took so long to pay back the money, please accept it. '

Gee!
Double happiness!
Mo Chuan was overjoyed, and felt tears welling up in his eyes.

Oops, finally paid back the money.

Two years ago, this high school classmate lent him 2000 yuan, and he didn't want to hear from him since then.

Mo Chuan asked for it three times, but he didn't want to come, so he gave up asking for money.

Unexpectedly, it was not easy to pay back the money after two years!
'receive! '

Mo Chuan took the money, and simply replied with a message. With Double Happiness at his door, he happily brushed his teeth and washed his face.

After washing up, he accidentally received a bad debt, so he went out to eat out.

I don't want to, as soon as I went out, the phone rang again.

"Chuanzi, I heard that you resigned? I have a job here, do you want to do it? The salary and benefits are very good, five social insurance and one housing fund."

The call was made by a colleague, and when Mo Chuan heard that he had five insurances and one housing fund, he was immediately moved.

In this society, five insurances are easy to find, but one gold is hard to find!

"What work?"

"drive!"

"truck?"

"...the hearse."

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