Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 169 [Losing money to avoid disasters] and [Seeing money brings happiness], I am the God of Wealth who collects wealth

After dinner, the altar to invite the God of Wealth was set up in front of the stage in the Yan family mansion.

Yan Huan received guidance from Yan Youlong and Xia Liuqing, but since it was his first time to play a god, he needed a lot of external assistance. This altar was one of the guarantee measures.

The tablet of Zhao Gongming, Marshal of Xuantan, stood in the center of the altar, with incense and candles burning on both sides, emitting a special fragrance.

Before the performance of the gods began, Yan Youlong had already led the aunts to worship.

"God of Wealth, please be more restrained in what you do. We will give you some snacks from Fuxingzhai and set up another incense altar for you."

After three incense sticks were lit, Yan Youlong kowtowed repeatedly.

Yan Huan just watched everything silently. It was strange to say, the old man had just said during the meal that God didn't care, so what was the point of saying so much?

But it is also true that "I sneer at feudal superstitions and kneel before the Temple of the God of Wealth for a long time". There are many people like this. It is not a bad idea to pray for peace of mind and a good omen.

After praying, Yan Huan followed the Qi circulation method taught by the two old men.

The spiritual power collected by the witch actor must be sealed in the corresponding props. Xia Liuqing's colorful gloves are like this, and the Yan family's more traditional Wu Nuo masks are no more than this.

Yan Huan inherited Yan Xuan's stone ghost mask and gently covered his face. The hard texture instantly softened, and a light black gas rolled out from his face and gradually filled the surroundings.

The first stage is to act out the spirit with one's body and to get into the right appearance.

The first step is the test of his acting skills. In recent years, Yan Huan has been focusing on the role of someone who seeks inward, has a clear conscience, and has no double-facedness. As he lacks experience in "acting", he can only use witchcraft to bring the aura of incense to his body.

When the gargoyle's mask fell off, the consumption of true energy intensified, and a facial mask appeared on Yan Huan's face.

The overall tone of the face mask of the God of Wealth Zhao Gongming is mainly dark black. He has a dark face, thick beard, a white forehead, and facial contours like a pillar to the sky, showing his uprightness. He has pendant eyes below and spikes painted on the eyes, which is a unique mark of the tiger shape.

"It's okay, I can play the role, but the aura is a little weird..." Yan Youlong stroked his beard and looked towards the altar with concern.

Gradually, the black air lingering in front of the altar suppressed the incense.

Yan Youlong's face turned pale as he looked at Xia Liuqing, who also had an unpleasant expression on his face. The two looked at each other and gradually lost their understanding of the God of Acting.

The black air was obviously the evil spirit bred by ghosts and had nothing to do with faith.

“Is this acting as a god?”

Xia Liuqing stroked his colorful gloves, and the mask of the godhead appeared, "Old oil worm, your kid wants to take a shortcut!"

Just as he was about to step forward to stop him, Yan Youlong grabbed Xia Liuqing's shoulders with his calloused hands.

"Old Xia, wait a moment, it seems that this is indeed a performance of a god, but the god chosen is a bit unique." Yan Youlong pursed his lips, not knowing whether he was happy or sad.

When he has a brilliant idea in spiritual practice, he immediately puts it into practice. This character is undoubtedly inherited from Xuan'er. However, finding a new way always comes with risks. If you are not careful, you will be doomed!
He gritted his teeth and suddenly thought that his grandson had lived like this for so many years, so he must be blessed with great fortune, so he observed carefully.

The wind that blew off the stage became even stronger, piercing deep into the bones.

Yan Huan, who was wrapped in a sinister aura, carefully sensed his surroundings and was very satisfied with his current situation.

All types of wizards have the same origin, but it is impossible to replicate all the wizarding methods on wizard actors. Yan Huan believes that he does not have the confidence to play Zhao Gongming, the God of Wealth, from the very beginning.

What he had to do now was to follow the development trajectory of Zhao Gongming's divinity, from an evil ghost to one of the Eight Ghost Commanders, and then to the God of Wealth believed by everyone in later generations, climbing up step by step.

This first stage of development went smoothly.

After all, no one knows more about evil spirits than Yan Huan.

call--

Suppressing the vicious thoughts of harming lives, Yan Huan moved on to the next stage. Golden lines crossed across Wu Hou's facial mask, mixing with the white parts, highlighting his majesty and greatness.

Click click click!

Jingle bell, jingle bell!
The spiritual flag on his waist trembled violently, and the sound waves of the soul-calming bell spread out layer by layer.

Yan Youlong couldn't see what was happening in the black fog that was filled with evil spirits. He had a bad feeling in his heart. He first pushed his youngest son away, then picked up his two daughters and jumped eight feet away.

Xia Liuqing crossed his arms in front of him to protect himself, and endured the sound of the bell. His mind was shaken, and then he snorted coldly and jumped away.

Whoosh!

A soul-calling banner filled with faint green fluorescence was raised in the black fog, and the ghost in the banner was vaguely attracted and became agitated.

In the black fog, three ghosts knelt on the ground and bowed their heads to pay homage to the man holding the banner.

"Ghost Thief·Waste·"

"Poor guy, thin guy..."

"Big-headed ghost·Wu Yong·"

"Greetings, Gui Shuai!"

This was the second step taken by Yan Huan. Zhao Gongming, the ghost commander of the Eight Divisions who brought disaster to the world, had at this stage transformed from an ordinary evil ghost into the Plague Ghost Commander who commanded a hundred ghosts, and there was more plague poison in the black air.

Yan Huan also had a malicious thought of bringing disaster to the world.

Next, the third stage of the evolution of the godhead is the most important, which means that Yan Huan will finally deal with the godhead of the God of Wealth, bargain and then steal the faith.

The development of the God of Wealth's deity began when Zhang Daoling, the ancestor of heaven, subdued the six heavenly ghost kings and the five ghost commanders in Shu, in order to bring the five tribes back to the right path and take charge of the Plague Department. However, after the five ghosts took the oath from the ancestor, they returned to the right path. Zhao Gongming, with his might, was appointed as the general of Xuantan, and was ordered to guard Longhu Mountain and forever govern Xuantan.

Later, Taoism conferred Zhao Gongming the title of "Golden Dragon Ruyi Zhengyi Dragon and Tiger Xuantan Zhenjun", who was in charge of gold, silver and treasures, welcoming good luck and fortune; making people harmonious and prosperous. He led the Treasure Attracting God Xiao Sheng, the Treasure Attracting God Cao Bao, the Fortune Attracting Messenger Chen Jiugong, and the Profitable Fairy Official Yao Eryi, and was in charge of all wealth in the world. This is how he became the most worshipped God of Wealth among the Chinese people.

Wanting to play the role of the God of Wealth, Yan Huan didn't want to follow the routine and had already prepared some tricks.

The essence of the witches and actors' misappropriation of faith is stealing. Since it is stealing, then playing the role of a god and transforming oneself into a god becomes a means of opening the channel for stealing. Once this hurdle is overcome, the means of "stealing" can be replaced.

It just so happened that Yan Huan had a man who was an expert at stealing.

Whoosh!

Yan Huan raised the soul-calling banner and said, "Ghost Thief Xuhao, listen to my orders!"

"Gather all the faiths scattered here."

Xuhua obeyed the order, flew into the air with one foot, and tried to steal the lost spiritual power one by one.

As the thief ghost acted, carefully embellished golden copper coin patterns began to appear on the cheeks of Yan Huan's face, and auspicious patterns symbolizing wealth emerged.

Swish!Swish!Swish!
Rays of light fell from the sky. The two old men who had been acting for a lifetime naturally knew what that thing was.

The spiritual power revealed when worshiping God!
Too much!
"My little ancestor! This is too much. Be careful about the erosion of your divinity!" Yan Youlong shouted and hurriedly ran towards the black evil energy.

When the evil spirit subsided, the golden light symbolizing divinity began to flash.

In the ball of light, Yan Huan raised his hand slightly, and a dark green steel whip appeared in his hand, with wisps of black air lingering on it.

Yan Youlong's pupils suddenly widened. There was no sign of erosion of divinity in his grandson. He didn't even have to act hard; his faith came out naturally.

Is this called acting as a god?

This is clearly robbery!

Yan Huan continued to collect, neutralizing the wealth that lingered around him with the "poor" aura emitted by the poor ghost. Gradually, the two auras that affected his fate intertwined together. "Waste, it's not enough!" Yan Huan gave an order, and his face twisted.

Yan Youlong shouted in panic, "Enough, enough, there's no more room. This seemingly shortcut method may have hidden dangers! Stop now!"

Yan Huan noticed the old man behind him at this time.

"Hey! Don't stop! My ambition is to make sure that there are no more poor and distressed people in the world!"

He sang in an operatic voice, and the power of faith covered his whole body. Suddenly, the statue of a god with a black face and thick beard, an iron crown on his head, an iron whip in his hand, and a black tiger on his body jumped up.

"No...what stage is your kid at now?" Xia Liuqing was confused and stepped beside Yan Youlong.

"Two, three? How would I know!"

Yan Huan stood up angrily, raised the dark bronze whip in his hand, and hit the thick dark cloud above the poor ghost.

When the whip was swung, the rich and the poor collided completely, breaking away from poverty and gaining wealth, changing one's fate, and accomplishing great things.

Yan Huan regained his consciousness and instantly understood the two abilities that the entanglement of the two auras brought him.

[Losing money to avoid disasters] and [Seeing money brings happiness]

The source of Wuyou's abilities is the divine characteristics condensed from faith. They are much inferior to the abilities in mythology and have certain limitations.

Generally speaking, the abilities obtained from the godhead will not exceed five, or even less, and as the god-playing stage advances, the abilities will be further upgraded.

Just like Xia Liuqing's Yuchi Jingde, at the beginning he only had the tyrannical and overbearing copper whip that was enough to shatter metal and stone with one blow. But after entering the second stage, he would rely on the concept of faith in the door god to generate an ability called [Vector Thrust].

It is very similar to the power of the door god in the legend. Once the caster detects the exact location, the door will be pushed open, and the pushing force does not come from the caster, but from the intruder himself.

Keep evil spirits and people with evil intentions out of the door, and ensure the happiness and health of the owner of the house.

As for Yan Huan's [Losing Money to Eliminate Disasters], it is like an iron whip falling down, and foul air entangles the victim, making the victim's three treasures ignorant and seven spirits unclear, disturbing the mind, breeding inner demons, and bringing the victim the "disaster" of damaged "sexual power".

Money can cloud one’s mind and weaken one’s ambition. This disaster is easy to resolve by simply losing money.

This divine power is not too terrifying.

[Seeing wealth brings happiness] is easier to understand. As long as you use sufficient financial resources, you can strengthen your physical state and cleanse your soul in a short period of time, and even shift your destiny and gain good luck in a short period of time. This ability can be used on yourself and others.

To put it simply - you can become stronger by spending money.

Of course, this degree of strengthening is limited and cannot exceed the range that the human body should withstand when it goes berserk. It strengthens the body and soul, not directly changes the nature of the two.

After figuring out the two abilities, Yan Huan put away his cultivation and caught the falling gargoyle mask.

In this way, you can temporarily reconcile with the "poverty spirit" attached to the poor ghost.

But people in the world are still afraid of being "poor", and the power of the poor will come back again. Yan Huan will have to practice acting as a god well in the future to prevent any changes in the future.

call--

Yan Huan let out a long breath, adjusted his breathing for a moment, and all the excess mental energy fell into the gargoyle mask.

"My dear grandson, are you okay? Grandpa was scared to death!" Yan Youlong ran over in a hurry, "What kind of acting is this? It's so weird!"

Yan Huan supported the hurried old man and said, "I had no choice but to ask for his help."

"Next time, I will definitely not be so reckless. I will definitely hone my skills in acting as a god."

After thinking for a while, he stared at the mask in his hand and asked doubtfully, "Can something my mother left behind carry so much spiritual power?"

Human hearts are unpredictable and human nature is complex and changeable. So is the power of faith. As it encompasses the world's vision, faith is destined to contain all kinds of thoughts of all living beings.

Complex beliefs need to be carried by external objects, which requires a unique container for witches and wizards.

And when the divine power just dissipated, my mother's relics almost completely swallowed up the overflowing power of faith, leaving nothing behind.

"Of course. There are some things that you youngsters are better not to know, but this mask was indeed made by a master weapon refiner." Yan Youlong recalled some past events.

He had obtained this mask from the three-foot-tall boy "Ma Benzai" in exchange for a play. Unfortunately, just as the mask was made, the weapon-refining master was caught up in an endless pursuit.

"Let's not talk about this, my dear grandson. Since the deity you are playing is the God of Wealth, you must have some magical powers that can make you rich and powerful. Do you grant wealth, or do you directly change people's fortunes?"

"There are thousands of magical arts of gods and spirits, and those that can be obtained are the magical powers that are closest to the nature of the gods and humans. My grandson has made connections with the world and brought blessings to the world, so I believe his abilities should be able to benefit people."

Yan Youlong sighed, full of pride in his grandson.

Yan Huan felt guilty and shifted his gaze away.

This [seeing wealth brings happiness] can barely be related to benefiting people, but this [losing wealth to avoid disasters] is a completely disgusting poisonous technique.

It turns out that the God of Wealth in other people's homes bestows wealth, but when it comes to me, he becomes a crazy money-maker!

strange!
"It can benefit people." Yan Huan replied.

If you can't promote good, then punish evil. With one whip, let the bad guys have a taste of what it feels like to lose all their wealth and live in poverty.

Upon hearing this, Yan Youlong laughed.

Xia Liuqing, who was standing aside, took a deep breath and turned away in frustration.

I just wanted to steal a good seedling to be the successor, but after taking a look, I found that I am not worthy of it.

Shaking his head, Xia Liuqing walked to the door, but Yan Youlong called him, "Let's go, Old Xia?"

"Ah...I don't want to stay any longer..."

"Looking for Jin Feng?"

Xia Liuqing paused, did not answer, and continued walking.

Yan Huan's waist suddenly trembled. He thought for a moment, then jumped and leaped in front of Xiong Ling.

"Senior, please give me your contact information. I will visit you around June next year."

Xia Liuqing's dull eyes suddenly lit up, and he was surprised, "Are you serious, kid?"

"really."

Yan Huan responded and subconsciously touched the spiritual flag.

The lost faith that was just retrieved from the world has aroused the thief ghost Xuhua's addiction to stealing, and this guy is now very restless.

Whenever he thought of the big promises he had made at the Wuhou Temple in Sichuan, he became more restless. He stole some worldly beliefs and wanted to destroy the vitality of heaven and earth.

Yan Huan can't steal the vitality of heaven and earth, but there is someone who can.

Ghost Baron - the successor of "Six Treasury Immortal Thief", one of the Eight Great Skills.

This person will get together with Xia Liuqing in the future. By then, as long as he observes the flow of vitality of heaven and earth around Barron, it may bring some inspiration to the ghost thief Xuhua.

(End of this chapter)