Modern Little Town God

Ruan Jiao stepped over the broken logs and walked directly into the small temple.

The area of ​​the small temple is really small. The main hall is less than ten square meters in total, which is smaller than the guest rooms in some living rooms. There is a shrine inlaid in the center of the innermost part. There is no statue in it, but even if there is, the statue is not there. It will be very powerful, and the height should only be about one meter.The incense table in front of the shrine is also very dilapidated. The incense burner placed on it is a square and made of stone. There is no soil in it. There is only a little bit of dust brought by the wind, and the remaining incense sticks after burning incense. There is no such thing as incense sticks, incense sticks, etc., and it is empty, making it even more dilapidated.

Looking left and right, there is nothing else in the small temple, and there are many spider webs in the corners, but there are not even a few of these spider webs left, and the spiders that made the webs should have long since become empty shells.

Standing on the right and looking into the side room, the area here is even smaller. There can only be a small window for one person to sleep in, and a flat closet against the wall, connecting the feet between the bed and the closet. There is no place for them, and there is a small kang table at the foot of the bed, which stands upright against the wall. It is conceivable that when Miaozhu enters the side room to eat, the kang table is placed on the bed, and he himself can sit at the foot of the bed, and the place where the clothes are placed Sometimes I have to sit on the bed to open the wardrobe, and even the door of the cabinet cannot be fully opened because the aisle in the middle is too narrow... There is a small window above the side room, through which light can come in all the year round, but the light is also very weak, making The entire side room looked very dark.

After reading it, Ruan Jiao withdrew and said to Zong Suizhong, "This temple is really too small."

Zong Suizhong walked beside him, and kept looking over him, and nodded when he heard his words: "Well, the side room is very small. If you want to live here for a long time, there should be a water source nearby."

Ruan Jiao thought for a while and said: "I heard the sound of water before, but it's not close to here. It takes about ten minutes to walk there, and it's quite difficult to go up and down." He recalled, adding, "There are a few people on the other side of the temple It should be that a water tank was smashed by someone before. In the past, the temple here... the water used for drinking must be picked into the water tank first."

The two discussed a few words, but there is no doubt that this place is very small, and life is not very convenient, but if you really live here to guard the temple, at least you can live without the wind and rain.In addition to being a little deserted, it should be a real otherworldly place for people in the past, and they don't have to worry about too many other things.

Next, Ruan Jiao and Zong Suizhong walked around the small temple, and they found the stream that Ruan Jiao had heard before. The plants on both sides were still lush, but the direction of the stream was quite clear. There is a large flat stone under a very old tree, which looks like a table. I don’t know if it was formed naturally or dug out the day after tomorrow. There is a one-foot-square hole, which is not very big, but It can also be stuffed into a small pot and some bowls and chopsticks.Think about it, the previous temples can wash, bathe, and clean pots and bowls here.

In the woods not far from the stream, there is a piece of wild grass that looks very different. There are some weeds in a mess, but there are also some sweet potato leaves, potato leaves, rice stalks...

Ruan Jiao said suspiciously: "Is this a mountain field opened by someone before? Miaozhu is self-sufficient?"

Zong Suizhong agreed: "It should be."

However, although it can be seen from these traces that this small temple was once inhabited, but other than this, there is nothing else to be seen.

What kind of god is enshrined in the small temple, what is the identity of Miaozhu, and the clues left by Fengshan... none of them.

Ruan Jiao pulled Zong Suizhong back to the small temple.

"It stands to reason that most of the temples in the mountains are mountain god temples. This small temple should be the same, but the plaques and statues are gone. What else can we tell?" He came here to look for clues without any hope, but after he came here, he really couldn't see anything, and he was not happy. After a pause, he curled his lips and said, "I remember that several of Fengshan's subordinates were holding fragments of god statues. , there must be no statues in the temple dedicated to the mountain god, but it matches this small temple..."

Zong Sui shook his head again: "When superstition was broken back then, many temples were smashed, and god statues were also pulled down. This doesn't explain anything. We can't reverse the clues with the attitude that Qi Er is Fengshan by default."

Ruan Jiao's face collapsed, and he said listlessly: "I know, so I just said that casually."

In fact, he also understands that it is not appropriate to first confirm the conclusion and then reverse the clues. After all, the conditions for meeting Fengshan are not the only ones. The believers of the mountain god are vicious and meticulous, and the mountain temple and the statue disappear... These points are fundamental. It's not uncommon. If you want to just conclude that Qi Er is Fengshan, isn't it nonsense?

But I don't know why, it may be the premonition of the gods, or it may be determined by his own responsibilities. Ruan Jiao just has an intuition that Qi Er is Fengshan.Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to rush over in such a hurry and waste his time.

The atmosphere was a little silent.

Zong Sui frowned and thought about it, and after a while, he said: "I have a vague impression that the temple of the mountain god is different from the temple of the city god. , he himself also resides on a god statue cast by mortals, which is exposed and easily destroyed."

No matter what kind of statue it is, once it is destroyed, it will be a devastating blow. Of course, because the statue of the city god represents his root, if the statue is destroyed, the city god will perish, and there can be no fragments.And although the statue of the mountain god had a deep connection with him, and although it was severely damaged after being destroyed, as long as there were still fragments left, the divinity would have a place to attach...except for those whose divinity was directly wiped out by the heavens.

Ruan Jiao also came to his senses suddenly, with a smile on his face: "Senior is right, I forgot about it. If there were gods living in this small temple before, and if the gods were really mountain gods, the statues in the temple and mine will be different. Similar, and this temple is as important to the mountain god as my temple is to me. In this way, I have a way, and I can try it."

Zong Sui nodded slightly: "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Ruan Jiao coughed lightly and said, "Let's pick up those broken pieces of wood first and put them together."

Zong Sui agreed again, and walked outside the door with Ruan Jiao.

What they were going to pick up were the pieces of wood that were left behind after the door panels were smashed.

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The broken pieces of wood are large and small, and although they look ordinary, the strange thing is that after so many years, the decay of these pieces of wood is very shallow, and it is not very laborious to put them together.

After working for about half an hour, the door panel was finally put together, but some wood may have been taken away by animals in the mountains or lost by the mountain wind. The door panel is not complete, but the overall outline is still there, filling most of it.

Ruan Jiao didn't care, she just stretched out her finger, and a ball of divine light fell on the door panel.

With a sound of "whoosh", the door panel stood up, and then Ruan Jiao turned his fingers, and the door panel seemed to be able to walk by himself, and directly slapped himself on the door frame.Strangely, the moment the door panel was inlaid, the whole temple seemed to have a more magical charm than before.

Ruan Jiao smiled, his eyes sparkled slightly: "That's right, it really works."

Zong Suizhong looked at Ruan Jiao like this, with soft eyes, and said encouragingly: "Go and try."

Ruan Jiao nodded vigorously, and said: "Senior, I'm going to use my supernatural power, you can wait for me outside." He paused at this point, "If there is anything unusual, please help me pay attention."

Of course Zong Suizhong agreed and stood directly outside the small temple instead of following in.

As for Ruan Jiao, he took a deep breath, prepared himself, walked into the small temple, and stood where the statue should have been.

In the next second, Ruan Jiao closed his eyes and released his divine power.

The divine power spread out in all directions like a cobweb, from the shrine to the incense table, to the walls of the temple, and then to the newly repaired temple door...every minute, every inch, every piece of the wall of the whole small temple The bricks were pierced through the veins by his divine power, digging deep, mobilizing the memory of this small temple.

When the temple gate was connected, the miraculousness of that little time was the last remaining miraculousness of this small temple, and it was also the last reflection.Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ruan Jiao used the identity of a higher-level god to take advantage of this supernatural power to make it so smooth.

That's right, it went well.

In just a few seconds, some memory fragments of Xiaomiao appeared in Ruan Jiao's consciousness.

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There was a little child, whose family had been the head of Liumiao Village for generations. There was a mountain temple on the nearby Yangtou Mountain, and the mountain god in the temple had always protected Liumiao Village.But as time goes by, only the village head's family has been enshrining without interruption, so the mountain god will choose a predestined person from the village head's family every few generations to communicate with him.

The predestined person of this generation is this little child, who grew up lively under the protection of the village chief. From a young age, he can get oracle from the mountain god, and his father is the master of the village, telling the villagers to avoid disasters.

Day by day, the child often communicates with the mountain god and has deep feelings. The mountain god is kind and gentle, and replaces the position of the child's mother.

The screen flashes——

Thunder and lightning flashed, and the young boy who had just lost his father was drenched, curled up under the incense table, and fell asleep trembling.

The hazy light and shadow entered the little boy's dream, comforting and accompanying him softly. The boy's water stains suddenly dried up in his dream, and his body was wrapped in warmth until he woke up.

"Master Mountain God..."

The accidental death of his father left the position of the village head in the hands of others. From then on, the twelve or thirteen-year-old boy lived alone at the end of the village, living on the remaining savings of the family, and often went up to the mountain to worship and accompany the mountain god.

The screen turns again——

The mountain god panicked and told the teenager in his dream that the gods descended and the gods gradually disappeared. He was just a little god in the mountains and would disappear one day.The young man was very anxious, Tuan Tuan Zhuan didn't know how to comfort the mountain god, but the mountain god calmed down when he saw such a young boy, and began to teach the young man Taoism in his dream, giving him the last shelter, so that he could rely on Taoism.

The young man studied very seriously, and his aptitude was also very good. He stumbled and stumbled to learn, and soon got into the door.He worked hard to save money by doing odd jobs, and bought offerings for the mountain gods when he saved up, until one day, he was discovered by a bum in the village.

Seeing this, Ruan Jiao was almost surprised.

The boy's face...is indeed the same as Fengshan, but Fengshan still has such a side?