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

"The temper is rather arrogant, but if you can't compete with others, then it will be embarrassing!"

Inside the sacrificial furnace, Mo Chuan looked at Xiaoyun Shanjun who was the first to leave, and a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes.

In this incense dispute, he is really not very optimistic about Mr. Xiaoyun Mountain.

There is no other reason, the Wanli Jinghuang incense system is too mature, so that the incense competition among the group of monsters has completely evolved into a duel of force.

This might not work well in the Central Plains.

In other words, Mr. Xiaoyunshan has not yet reached the level of one force drop ten meetings.

Speaking of which, among all the monsters, Mo Chuan is the most optimistic about Huang Buyu.

This demon was born as a Chuma Immortal, he had been a Monument King, and he had a lot of experience in the way of incense and fire. To go to Chengye River, it might be like a tiger returning to the mountain and a dragon entering the sea.

This was the fundamental reason why Mo Chuan took the initiative to fish him over.

As for the pair of ghosts and immortals, the girl in red and the old Taoist Fuluan, Mo Chuan was a little doubtful.

Although the old Taoist Fuluan is a member of Taoism, how can he spend his whole life, although he is proficient in human affairs, but he doesn't know how much he can show in the way of incense?
The woman in red once fought wits and bravery with Huitong Temple, so her intelligence and force should not be underestimated. I just don't know how effective this thought of killing people is when it comes to helping the world and saving people?
In short, this incense competition can be regarded as a quiz, and those who perform well will definitely get his favor in terms of cultivation resources.

While wandering in his thoughts, Mo Chuan was about to interrogate Ssangyong, but unexpectedly, an incense stick came up.

After carefully sensing it, it turned out to be near Shoushan Mountain.

"The gods of heaven and earth, the great gods of all walks of life, the gate officials, the land dragon gods, the Buddhas of the Three Qings, the eight males and eight wives, protect my son from disasters and disasters, be happy and happy, and return home safely..."

Using the incense as a mirror, I saw an old couple kneeling at the crossroads, offering incense in their hands, muttering words, and bowing in all directions.

Behind the couple, a group of neighbors gathered and talked a lot.

'This is the lost son? '

Seeing this, Mo Chuan decided to send one of his subordinates to take care of things on his behalf. While making a decision, he suddenly realized that he had sent out all the capable demons under his command.

"Forget it, it's more important for children to spend half a day on the left and right dragon jade runes."

Mo Chuan thought for a while, and decided to put down the Ssangyong matter first, and leave in response to the incense.

……

……

"It's so pitiful, I got a child when I was old, but I didn't expect to raise a cruel girl."

"That's right, if you want to give it to me, you have to peel off her skin!"

"Hey, I can't blame Er Ya, look at what kind of life she usually lives, either beating or scolding, can you not hate the leftovers?"

"You said, where can Gousheng go? The Chengye River is dry, so he won't drown, right?"

"Shh, don't say a few words!"

"Hey, do you think it might have been taken away by wild beasts in the mountains?"

At the crossroads at the head of the village, the folks in the village watched Erya's parents praying to God and worshiping Buddha, while whispering to each other.

"Several lay monks interrupted, dare to ask what happened?"

Suddenly, a voice came from behind the crowd.

Everyone looked back and was surprised to find that a young Taoist priest stood behind him at some point.

"Oh, I'm scared to death!"

A woman who chewed people's tongue behind her back and had a guilty conscience was startled when she heard the words, and subconsciously complained: "Oh, you little Taoist priest is like a ghost, you want to scare people to death!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! May I ask what happened?" Mo Chuan hurriedly cupped his hands and brought the topic to the point.

"Oh, this is a pitiful thing, the old Guo's doll is lost..."

Several village women and idlers chatted a lot, and finally let Mo Chuan sort out the ins and outs of the matter.

It turned out that Shangxiang and his wife were surnamed Guo. They had a daughter and a son. The daughter was Erya, who was eight years old.The son is only four years old, and his nickname is dog left.

Yesterday, Erya took her younger brother out to cut pigweed, unexpectedly, when it got dark, Erya came back alone.

The adults asked where the dog left?
Erya didn't talk about life and death.

He was beaten so badly that the whole village could hear the screams.

However, no matter how his parents beat him, Erya just gritted his teeth and didn't say where his brother went.

They were so anxious that Lao Guo and his wife didn't care about beating people, they mobilized the neighbors to search for someone overnight, and they searched all night, but they couldn't find anyone.

No, there is really no other way but to ask Grandma Dao for help.

The grandma made some calculations and pointed to a direction. The old Guo and his wife searched for it all morning, until they reached the bank of Chengye River, but they couldn't find it.

In the end, he had no choice but to change to a Taoist grandmother.The grandma bluntly said that the fairy family is busy recently, and there is nothing she can do. There is really nothing she can do, but she can go to the crossroads to pay homage to the Shifang fairy family.

So there is the present scene.

Mo Chuan frowned when he heard the words, pondered for a while, and came out with more people: "Don't panic, you two laymen, I heard that you lost your child, do you have clothes worn by the child at home? Poor Tao may give it a try." , find the child."

When the sound fell, the surrounding villagers immediately looked at each other in blank dismay.

Could it be that Grandma Dao was right to say that this is an immortal family?
"Yes, yes, they are all at home. Daoist, please, please!"

The old Guo and his wife were so anxious that they saw Mo Chuan standing up, his cloak was like the wind, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and he looked like a master of Taoism. They naturally nodded and welcomed Mo Chuan home.

This is a small courtyard with an earthen house and a fence. Before entering the courtyard, the scene in the courtyard made Mo Chuan's eyelids twitch.

I saw a young girl tied to the courtyard wall.

The girl was unkempt, with a bruised nose and a swollen face. Under the ragged clothes, bruises and bloodstains could be seen.

When I saw my parents leading a group of people into the hospital, I curled up in horror.

Mo Chuan glanced at it, but couldn't bear to look directly at it, his heart beat suddenly, and he regretted accepting this incense stick.

The world is too bitter, and some things are simply cut and messed up.

"Master Dao, these are dog leftover clothes, can you see if it works?"

Old Guo's daughter-in-law brought some dirty clothes, interrupting Mo Chuan's wandering thoughts.

"Enough is enough!"

Mo Chuan reached out to take one, and said with a serious face: "It's important, the child. Next, the poor Taoist will use the talisman to follow him away. Don't follow everyone. The poor Taoist will come when he goes."

"Okay, okay, thank you Daoist.", "Daoye, you must find my doll—"

Lao Guo repeatedly cupped his hands and his thin body became even more rickety after bending over.

The wife next to her, nearly broke down, grabbed the hem of Mo Chuan's clothes, as if grabbing the last straw.

Mo Chuan had to be patient, trying to comfort him, and then took out the Chonglongyu talisman. After silently brewing and preparing in his heart, he immediately activated it with Yuan Qi, stuck it on his forehead, and restrained his facial features.

All of a sudden, all kinds of complex and pungent smells rushed straight into the nasal cavity, making people sick.

Mo Chuan endured the discomfort, but still lowered his head and smelled the dog's leftover clothes, discerning the special smell that belonged to him, turned and walked outside.

He clearly said yes, don't follow.

As a result, just after stepping out of the fenced courtyard, the neighbors who were all watching the excitement in the courtyard still chased him out.

Mo Chuan simply ignored it and followed the special smell.

Seeing this, the villagers quickly followed.Unexpectedly, the young Taoist saw that his footsteps were not fast, but he couldn't catch up. After a while, there was only a cyan figure left.

Teach people to mutter with emotion, I am afraid that they have met a fairy.