Weird recovery, I can't hide my god's identity

Chapter 76 Fubo Temple

Xu Dong finally accepted the fact that he was dead.

Looking at the old mother who was crying, and then looking at the elder brother who looked at him with hateful eyes, a look of pain, remorse and shame suddenly appeared on his face.

Wine, is it really him? Isn’t it a good thing!

Probably out of remorse.

Xu Dong talked a lot with his wife and elder brother.He said how ignorant he was before, where he hid his private money, that his daughter-in-law should not stop her if she wants to remarry, that she would ask her elder brother to take care of her child, and let him study hard, etc.

After Li Jianmei cried, she calmed down instead, and looked at her son with a complicated look, both relieved and sad.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

At this time, Chen Jingle appeared again: "Is everything finished?"

The three of them looked at this mysterious man who couldn't see his true face, and subconsciously moved their lips, but they didn't know how to answer.

Xu Dong was shaking all over, looking at the old mother with reluctance and despair.

The time to part has finally come.

It is said that the mother is worried when the child travels thousands of miles. This is more than a thousand miles, and they all go to the underworld.

Li Jianmei couldn't help crying again.

Kneeling and kowtowing: "Thank you, Lord Chenghuang, for allowing me to meet my youngest son, but my eldest son must never go with him, and the family still needs him to earn money to support the family. If you want to take me, take me away." .”

Chen Jingle shook his head, and waved his magic power to help him up: "Don't worry, this is your dream, not some underworld. As for Xu Dong, even if I don't take him away, he won't be able to keep him, unless he becomes fierce. Do you wish Has he become a wicked person?"

Li Jianmei was speechless, but she was secretly relieved to hear that she and her eldest son would not be taken away.

Chen Jingle added: "Xu Dong's body has been salvaged, and someone will contact you to discuss compensation or something. This is your own business."

"understand……"

Several people nodded like chickens pecking at rice.

Seeing this, Chen Jingle nodded and waved, the dream was shattered and returned to reality.

On Goddess Zhang's side, seeing Li Jianmei's mother and son suddenly fell into a deep sleep, she was still in shock.At this moment, seeing the two slowly opening their eyes, they hurriedly asked, "How is it? Have you seen it?"

"Um……"

Li Jianmei was stunned for a moment, recalling what happened just now, it was deeply engraved in her mind, she did not have the sense of illusion of an ordinary dream at all, she and her eldest son looked at each other, seeing the shock in each other's eyes.

Only then did the things in the dream come out.

"City God is so easy to talk to?"

Goddess Zhang was dumbfounded.

What the two of them said in front of them can be said to subvert her inherent impression of the City God.

According to her lineage, although the City God is fair, he still gives people a sense of mighty domineering and inviolable.When ordinary people see it, even if they have not committed any crime, they will feel fear and be cautious in their words and deeds.

But judging from Li Jianmei's words, this City God is very friendly, although he didn't show his true face to others, well, maybe it's because the gods shouldn't look directly at him.

Anyway, it's really not the same.

"Could it be that something happened in the middle?"

This is what Goddess Zhang couldn't understand.

However, the success of the Yin petition is very gratifying, not only to help Li Jianmei's family, but also to prove the magic of his own lineage, and to prove that the underworld is indeed still there.

……

Xu Dong was unfortunate, he lost his life at a young age.

At the same time, he was lucky. Compared with many people who passed away suddenly, at least he had the opportunity to talk to his family before he left.

After sending Xu Dong away, Chen Jingle came to the construction site again.

"It's time to deal with Dead Man's Bay!"

It will only be a disaster if this place stays.

However, looking down, he found that the place where Xu Dong was salvaged, besides the construction site personnel, there were many courageous villagers who came to watch the excitement.

Chen Jingle frowned.

Not far away, an old man with a crooked figure and almost lost his teeth supported the tree and shook his head and sighed: "He's dead again, as I said earlier, that place is so evil that only outsiders dare to approach it. "

With a thought in mind, Chen Jingle walked over to the old man.

"Old man, what do you say?"

The old man looked at this young man who appeared out of nowhere, subconsciously wary: "What do you say?"

Chen Jingle: "That's what you said just now, that place is terribly evil, I want to know more about it."

The old man looked at him, he didn't feel like a bad guy, and asked, "Isn't the younger generation from the local area?"

Chen Jingle smiled honestly: "My name is Chen Chunming, from Orange County. I usually like to write articles and stories. This time I am going out to collect folk songs. Collecting folk songs means walking around, watching the world, and collecting story materials."

"A great writer." The old man was stunned, with a look of admiration on his face.

"Don't dare not dare, it's just a meal. Just now you said that place is evil? What kind of evil method?"

Chen Jingle took out a cigarette and handed it over.

Don't get me wrong, he doesn't smoke, it's from the contractor at the construction site next door, it's soft.

As for why he hadn't met the contractor face-to-face, but the other party's cigarettes ran into his hands, he had to ask Yan himself.

Ah, and so are the lighters.

"Good smoke."

The old man took a puff of cigarette, smacked his lips, and then began to tell the story.

"Actually, there was no such a canal at the very beginning. Later, the prefectural committee at that time sent a report, and it was approved. Then the construction began in 58 and was completed in 60 years."

Chen Jingle nodded, he knew this, but he didn't interrupt.

"You youngsters may not know that those years were really hard. When they heard that the canal was going to be built, every household in every village sent people to participate and brought their own meals. Tens of thousands of people worked hard, all with hoes. The pole-carrying of manure and dustpans is not as powerful as it is now, and there are various excavators and dump trucks."

Speaking of those years, the old man had an indescribably complex look on his face.

Chen Jingle was curious: "Old man, you also participated?"

"Hey, that's for sure!" The old man looked proud.

Chen Jingle immediately showed an expression of admiration, and offered another cigarette.

The old man put the cigarette on his ear and continued: "After the canal was built, everyone was very happy, finally there was water, and we were no longer afraid of drought.

But suddenly one day, a floating corpse floated up from nowhere, which frightened everyone.Later, there were more, including old people, children and young people, all piled up there.We also have people who accidentally fell down and couldn't get up.

Everyone saw that this was not the solution, so they said, why don't you pool money to build a temple, and town a town.

Later, the temple was built, and the Fubo Temple was built. Well, it used to be the one protruding from the opposite reservoir, but now it is gone, and it has become the office building of the forest farm.

It is said that after the temple was built, there were indeed fewer floating corpses floating over.It's a pity that it was destroyed later, and it didn't continue to be rebuilt. Now there are floating corpses floating over from time to time. Everyone is used to it. Anyway, the government will send people to fish it away.

People in several nearby villages know that the place is very evil, and they never dare to approach it. To pump water into the fields, they have to go up a few hundred meters before they dare to set up the pump. "

Chen Jingle was curious: "Is Fubo Temple really so effective?"

The old man just smiled, noncommittal: "Worship if you think it's useful, and don't if you don't think it's useful."

Simple pragmatism belonging to the common people.

……

Speaking of it, Suicheng's beliefs are similar to those in Orange County, but more complicated and diverse.

In addition to Huaguang, Kanghuang, Leishou, Guanyin, Jingzhu, Guansheng, Li Guang, Mazu, Mrs. Xian and other folk gods that are common in Shenchuan area, there are also King Baima, King Black Snake, King Luohou, and Fu General Poe and so on.

The general Fubo that the old man mentioned is a folk god unique to the old Sanlei area.

When it comes to General Fubo, many people immediately think of Ma Yuan.

In fact, the first general Fubo worshiped by the people of Sanlei refers to Fu Lihou Lu Bode in the period of Emperor Wudi of the Western Han Dynasty. Family-style rule, later generations built Fubo Temple to commemorate.

It's just that Ma Yuan, another Fubo general, was even more famous, and with his achievements in conquering Jiaozhi and Ninan in the south, the two gradually joined together.

The peninsula is facing the sea on three sides, and the waves are floating, implying that the people pray for the sea to be calm.Therefore, there are many Lifubo temples in folk coastal villages.

Copper pillar town kites fly, looking forward to the wind, the spirit can really swallow the waves;

Jinmen stays in the style of horses, men serve the country, why should the name be with Yuntai.

……

It is not a loss to exchange two cigarettes for some information that cannot be found on the Internet.

As for the others, it is a matter of opinion.

Looking at the Bay of the Dead not far away, Chen Jingle had a lot of questions in his mind.

"Since it is said to be a weird recovery, does it mean that there were actually weird things before?"

"Are they all sleeping before resuscitating?"

"If so, who put them to sleep?"

"What happened before I fell asleep? Have you ever been active? Are the records about ghosts and gods in the history books true?"

"If it's true, how did people deal with the weirdness in the past?"

"..."

Too much information has been erased from history, and only a few words passed down by word of mouth have been passed down to this day.

Chen Jingle sighed: "Forget it, I have too little information, I can't figure it out for a while, let's deal with the matter in front of me first."

(and~)

(End of this chapter)