Secular world: My destiny has no taboos

Chapter 59: Learning the Law of the Land (Seeking Follow-up Reading)
This time when Lin Beixuan entered the secular world, he did not feel the same uneasiness as before, but was full of anticipation.

The moment he lay down on the bed, tiredness swept over his body and he fell asleep in an instant.

Around his neck, the purple jade gourd emitted a faint light. After shaking a few times, it mysteriously disappeared.

……

A familiar shrine, a familiar smell, the hut is drafty on all sides, and through the holes in the roof, you can see the occasional stars appearing in the thick clouds.

[You are baptized by pure air, and your health is restored by +1. ]

Lin Beixuan opened his eyes and was startled by the prompt that suddenly appeared on the panel in his mind.

I am baptized by the pure air!

When did this happen?
Lin Beixuan looked down at his body and found that his originally pale skin had gradually turned red and was no longer as cold as before.

After he swallowed the turbid air of the walking corpses through the Qi-eating Technique, he himself had a little blood-restoring attribute. After a whole day of recuperation in the secular world, his body, which was as cold as a corpse, finally had a little warmth.

But...what about this baptism of fresh air?

He remembered that his food-eating technique was of incomplete quality and could only swallow foul air, so where did this clear air come from?

Unable to figure it out, Lin Beixuan simply stopped thinking about it. It simply increased the blood recovery attribute a little bit, which would not do any harm to his body.

He stood up from the ground and slowly moved his hands and feet. The baby spirit in the cloth bag seemed to sense his return and flew out of it and lay on Lin Beixuan's shoulder.

The baby spirit cannot speak human language, but it is quite smart and tries hard to make Lin Beixuan understand what it means.

"You mean, this body of mine suddenly disappeared while I was sleeping, and then you appeared somewhere else and met another person who looked very much like me."

The infant spirit nodded, very happy that Lin Beixuan could understand what it said.

Lin Beixuan smiled and touched the baby spirit's head, intending to explain the reason, but thinking that the other party's little head would not be able to understand so many meanings, he could only smile helplessly.

"Don't worry, these two are me."

Speaking of this, Lin Beixuan felt that the bodies in the two worlds were his clones.

Walking out of the cottage, I saw the land temple not far away. It had changed a lot now. The dilapidated eaves had been repaired, and it was no longer dark inside. Various oil lamps were lit.

After looking at the door and seeing that there was only an old beggar inside, Lin Beixuan walked in with a smile.

During this time, he also glanced at the Earth God whose head had been pressed back on, and was not as polite as the village chief of Huangshi Village.

Since the God of Land doesn't like him, he naturally doesn't need to be polite to him.

At this time, the old beggar was leaning in the corner of the temple, staring blankly at the God of Land, still looking as foolish as usual.

Lin Beixuan did not ask the other party such an impolite question as where the old lady of the Ruan family was buried. Instead, he squatted beside them and continued to ask the unfinished question from last time.

"Old beggar, have you thought it through? Are you willing to teach me your self-defense skills?"

When he said this, Lin Beixuan could clearly see the statue of the land god shake twice.

However, he just pretended not to see it and continued to ask: "I recently learned something about the starving ghosts. That is no small matter. I am afraid you can't defend the village by yourself. Didn't you see that even the village chief came back to repair the temple?"

"Today... today two more villagers were killed!" The old beggar's eyes moved, and the expression on his face finally changed.

Not everyone in the secular world has the means to protect themselves from evil spirits. Most people are still just farmers who work hard in the fields. They may know some ways to avoid evil spirits, but if they are really hit by evil spirits, few people are actually able to resist.

If Lin Beixuan himself did not have the blessing of the fate on the panel, he would probably only be able to gain ways to fight against evil spirits from his experience of death like other newcomers.

Lin Beixuan patted the old beggar's shoulder regretfully and waited for his next reaction.

Although he didn't know how much affection the old beggar had for the villagers, he was certain that he had deep feelings for the village under his feet, so deep that even if he was despised and ridiculed, he would still protect this land with a smile.

Just like... the land lord in front of me.

After a while, a conflicted look appeared on the old beggar's face, but he finally gritted his teeth and pulled Lin Beixuan to a table in the temple.

What’s interesting is that during this process he had been avoiding the sight of the land master.

“If you want to…if you want to learn the Law of the Earth God, you need to be sincere and imagine the land beneath your feet as the domain of the Earth God, and use the power of the earth veins to exert your divine power.

But before that, you must first take the first teeth of fried corn, put the offering in a sacrificial vessel, kowtow three times, collect the incense ash and carry it with you. If the earth god does not approve of you, then you will not be able to test it out. "

"So troublesome?" Lin Beixuan frowned.

"No trouble, no trouble, I have fried corn here, all you have to do is burn incense and kowtow three times."

The old beggar was afraid that Lin Beixuan would stop learning because of this, so he quickly took out a few grains of burnt corn from his tattered clothes.

This will be easier to handle.

Lin Beixuan looked at the old beggar and smiled. It seems that although you seem reluctant on the surface, you have actually prepared everything in secret.

Lin Beixuan no longer hesitated and directly took three incense sticks from the table next to him and placed them next to the candle and tried to light them, but they still wouldn't light.

Thinking of the previous two times that had happened like this, Lin Beixuan immediately raised his head fiercely and stared at the kind-looking statue in front of him.

Things never happen three times, and today is the third time.

He is learning skills for himself... ahem, to protect the safety of Huangshi Village!
Seeing that the incense would not light, the old beggar's face looked a little ugly. He knelt on the ground with grievance and kowtowed to the statue in front of him. While kowtowing, he was muttering something, but no one knew what he was saying.

Lin Beixuan took a deep breath, put the incense back on the table, and pulled up the old beggar who was kneeling on the ground and kowtowing.

"Huangshi Village is about to be hit by a disaster, but you still hold on to your inherent prejudices. You would rather wait for death than have more hope. The Wu Shi evil minions are outside. When the village is gone, do you think they will still keep your dilapidated temple?"

He was telling the truth. The main source of offerings to the land was from the villagers. If no one offered sacrifices to it, it would quickly decline. When the number of starving ghosts spread, this small temple would no longer exist.

After hearing Lin Beixuan's words, the old beggar was already in tears. The scene of starving ghosts flattening Huangshi Village appeared in his mind.

In this chaotic world, no government agency would come to rescue a small border village, let alone the starving ghosts that swept across Luozhou Prefecture. This kind of evil spirit had become so powerful that even the imperial court’s messengers could do nothing about it.

The old beggar lowered his head again, with the only thought in his mind being to protect the village.

He has given up a lot of things in his life, but the only thing he cannot let go of is the land where he was born.

There was a whistling sound of wind outside the temple, and a few raindrops fell in, blowing the cold air onto the old beggar's dry and thin body.

The candle flame was blown and swayed in front of the statue of the land god. The three incense sticks that had originally not been lit suddenly emitted a few smoke.

(End of this chapter)