More than three realms handle

"happy New Year."

Ling Xian yawned and came down from the attic. It seemed that he got up late today, and everyone had breakfast downstairs.

Passing by Zhu Yu, he caught a glimpse of suspicious red marks near Ling Xian's collar, and almost spit out the porridge in his mouth.

Ling Xian pulled out the chair and sat down as if nothing had happened. Hearing the sound of coughing, he turned his head and asked him, "What's wrong?"

Zhu Yu waved his hands to show that he was fine, but his face turned red.

"Who knows, maybe I'm in a hurry." Chen Sha quietly interjected from the side, but Ling Xian inexplicably heard the smell of gunpowder. It seems that he came back after picking up a thousand-year-old vat of vinegar.

After shaking off the snow from his coat, Zhu Yu came in.Thinking that there are many people visiting relatives during the Chinese New Year, it would be a good idea, so he went out for a walk.

There was a faint smell of incense and ashes in the room, which must not have been there before leaving, Zhu Yu couldn't help frowning.

Hearing the sound of the door, Ling Xian turned his head to ask about the situation: "Outside..."

"They...returned again."

After New Year's Eve, those townspeople returned to their previous anomalies, and they didn't know what the man was planning.

Just as he was about to ask where the incense and ashes came from, the door of the room on the east side opened, and Mother Ling came out. This room was always closed before, and it was the first time it was opened after coming here.

Although the light in the room was very dark, Zhu Yu could still see the statues and altars inside, and it was estimated that the smell came from here.

Zhu Yu gave Ling Xian a look and asked about the condition of the room.

"Oh, that's the patron saint of Lingjia Town. My mother often enshrined it after I fell ill..." While explaining, something flashed in my mind.

Ling Xian stood up and walked towards the room, Zhu Yu also followed.

There are no redundant furnishings in the house, the idol and the altar are placed against the wall, the incense candles have not been burned out, and there is a cattail pad on the ground for kneeling.The god is like a benevolent old man, and there seems to be no problem.

Ling Xian walked around the statue, and suddenly went to the door and pressed the switch. The light in the house probably hadn't been used for a long time, and it flickered a few times before turning on.

This bright Zhu Yu also found a problem, the whole body of the statue was glowing with black light, it didn't look like it was painted, but more like emanating from the inside out, it looked a little weird under the flickering light.

"Is this thing a patron saint?"

Chen Sha also came over at some point, leaning against the door frame with a contemptuous expression.

"You mean the patron saint of the town?"

Every time after worshiping the statue, she would feel a little dizzy. Mother thought it was caused by kneeling for a long time, so she went back to the bedroom to rest, but Xiaoxian came to him suddenly.

In fact, Chen Sha and Zhu Yu were outside, but this was family affairs after all, so it was inconvenient for them to come in.

Ling Xian nodded, holding his mother's hand, with a serious expression: "Is it originally black?"

"Black?" The mother was confused for a moment, then shook her head, "Maybe it was smoked by incense ash, after all, it has been around for a long time."

It's definitely not smoked. Just now, taking advantage of his mother's absence, Ling Xian touched it twice. Although this is disrespectful to the statue, he doesn't care so much now.

There is nothing on the hand except floating ash, so the black is integrated with the statue, and if you look closely, you can find that the original copper gold is exposed in some places.

How old is it?

"When I was young, I didn't remember that there was such a patron saint in the town." For the time being, the parents could not be involved in this matter, so Ling Xian had to use this way to guide him in a roundabout way.

The mother laughed, as if recalling the past: "Of course you don't remember, you were already in high school at that time. Suddenly there was a rumor in the town: If you pray sincerely, you will be answered by the patron saint. "

The mother sighed, and continued: "I didn't believe in these things at first, but I was desperate at the time, and I wanted to try everything... Fortunately, I met that worldly expert later."

After closing the door, Ling Xian came out with a serious expression on his face.

"Next, we can try to start with this patron saint."

"Well, I also think there is something wrong with him." Seeing Ling coming out first, Zhu Yu came up to meet him.

"Now?" It felt like something fun was about to happen, after so many days of idleness, Chen Sha suddenly became energetic.

"No, take a rest and visit the houses at night."

Even if they searched from house to house, at most they would turn up a bunch of black idols.

What he was looking for was the connection between the god statue and the weird townspeople. Most of these townspeople went out for activities during the day, and night was undoubtedly the best time.

"What is this?" Ling Xian frowned slightly as he watched Zhu Yu bring out a basin of strange green liquid from the room.

"Wipe it on and you'll know." Zhu Yu stretched out his hand and dipped a handful, intending to wipe it on his body.

"Stop! I'm coming." Chen Sha came over and stood in front of Ling Xian.

Zhu Yu shook his head: "You are a soul, you can't touch these things."

Although he still resisted, in order not to fight, Ling Xian came over by himself and began to smear on his body.

It didn't have the strange smell and sticky feeling as imagined, and it was almost applied. When he walked to the mirror, there was nothing in the mirror!

"This can be invisible, and the time limit is about three hours."

Ling Xian turned around, but couldn't find where Zhu Yu was, and then saw a whisk floating in the air, and the sound came from that position.

"how about this?"

"casual."

"Who gives me a hand!"

The three rushed to the roof, but fortunately they didn't make much noise, and then pulled a piece of tile away, and the light came out.

Before climbing up the roof, Chen Sha asked: "Since they are all invisible, why not go directly into the house?"

"The effect of this thing is not as good as yours. It wouldn't be good if it turned into a supernatural event to scare people." Zhu Yu's voice came out with a flick of the dust whisk, and there was a tassel pendant next to him, which seemed to echo.

Looking at it this way, it's better to lie on the roof.

But they forgot that Ling Xian didn't have this skill, but fortunately he wasn't heavy, so the other two worked together to pull him up.

"Not this one, move over there."

After peeling off the third tile, I finally found the right place. The room was very dark, with only a little moonlight coming in. The figures underneath were vague, and I couldn't see them clearly, as if they were kneeling.

The woman prayed three times and began to pray in a low voice. The voice should be 50 to [-] years old, but the voice was very low and unreal.

The three people on the roof held their breaths and concentrated. It was the first time they peeped at others like this, and they were so nervous!

The woman stood motionless in front of the statue, as if she was listening to the oracle. After about half a stick of incense, she raised her hand, her tone agitated: "What! As long as the girl's blood... can I regain my youth?"

Ling Xianxin said, why do some people believe this? Isn't this really a pyramid scheme?

After the excitement, the woman stood up and seemed to be planning to leave.

Zhu Yu hurriedly pushed the tile back, then lay down on it and listened carefully. There were soft footsteps and the sound of the door opening and closing from below, and he should have left.

Then Fuchen clicked three times, which was the previously set action signal, and Chensha went through the roof and came into the room.

Taking advantage of the dim moonlight, he picked up the statue on the altar, it was indeed black, his eyes narrowed, he rubbed the surface of the statue with his other hand, and twirled his fingers.

Unlike the statue of my mother-in-law, this one is already so black that it turns red, and thick blood seems to be about to flow out, but there is nothing on the surface, and the old man on the statue also smiles a little creepily.

After turning around the room again, I went up and told the other two people about this discovery. Although I couldn't see their expressions, the long silence was enough to explain everything.

Both of them were lost in thought, but they couldn't come to the correct conclusion in individual cases.

"Go, go to the next one!"

After lying on four or five roofs, the three came to rest under the old tree.

Ling Xian picked up a dead branch and stroked it on the snow.Only when Zhu Yu's gaze fell on it did he realize that it was not a meaningless line, but a lot of short sentences with ticks and crosses behind them.

After getting along with each other these days, Zhu Yu knew that he was thinking, so he decided not to speak so as not to interrupt his train of thought.

After a while, Ling Xian stopped writing and drawing, and the dead branches kept burning in one place.

"...There are two doubts now." Withered Branch circled the "Patron Saint", and then pointed an arrow at the "Believer".

"The first one is the relationship between praying and the patron saint. Looking at the performance of the townspeople, it seems that the patron saint will communicate with them, but my mother never told me that she got any response. In this matter She shouldn't lie to me."

"Well, I understand what you mean. Could it be related to whether the wish is fulfilled or not?" Zhu Yu also picked up a dead branch, circled "Pray" as well, paused and continued to ask, "Do you think Auntie What will you wish for?"

Ling Xian smiled: "It must be related to me, such as praying that I will not die at the age of 22, or even wanting to trade my life span."

Although they are definitely willing to do anything for their parents, Ling Xian believes that they will always stick to the bottom line in their hearts. If there is such a price as exchanging the lives of other people's children for the lives of their own sons, they will definitely not agree.

"Could it be different in nature?"

Chen Sha stepped in at the right time, and seeing that the two did not refute, he continued: "The patron saint is definitely not a good thing now, I don't know if you have heard that the gods perform their own duties, just like you should ask the rain god if you ask for rain. , looking for Sea God not only won’t get you rain, it will probably cause a tsunami.”

"...Well, keep talking." Ling Xian felt that something became clear for a moment, but he still couldn't grasp it.

With Madam's affirmation, Chen Sha cleared her throat and continued: "Do you remember that the statues of those people are different from those of Xiao Xian's mother? She can only respond to bad wishes, and the mother-in-law will definitely not achieve her wishes by hurting others, so she will not get the response from the patron saint, and she will not be controlled by him."

"It stands to reason that the patron saint should represent the light. I feel like Lingjia Town has fallen into evil."

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