Farming and practicing martial arts to level the world

The village head of Chijia Village, with his hands behind his back, looked at the afterglow of the setting sun on the Earth Temple with a very satisfied expression.

Famian Wheel King Liu Changyuan died on a ridge, and the filthy smell from the self-explosion polluted the whole mountain. He was at home at that time, and suddenly the filthy smell was blown on his face, and he felt countless ghosts appearing in front of him.

He was so scared that he almost peed out, and he couldn't guarantee it at night.

Although Xuan Hanzi, the abbot of Xingzi Temple, fed him a bowl of talisman water to dispel the illusion of ghosts, but sleeping in a temporary hotel, he still had nightmares from time to time at night.

After waiting for a month, the Earth Temple was finally built and the Earth God was ushered in.

The village chief felt that he could finally sleep well tonight, so he strolled back to the new house across the road—the county had already built a new bungalow.

sunset.

The last golden afterglow slowly moved out of the shrine.

With the disappearance of the light, the smiling face of the Land Lord quickly fell into darkness.Xingziguan's sculpture skills are not very good, the face of the land man is a little crooked, and it looks a little gloomy in the dark.

Suddenly.

The eyeballs dipped in the two pens and inks of the land master seemed to move slightly.

The next moment, the incense burner placed on the table in front of the shrine, and the unburned half of the incense, rose into a curl of smoke, whirling and drifting into the nostrils of the Land Lord.

The nostrils are just two hollows on the clay sculpture.

But at this moment, the two depressions seemed to be bottomless pits, and the smoke from burning incense drifted in continuously, and the wind couldn't blow the smoke away until all the sticks of incense were burned.

The Earth Lord's eyeballs swayed again.

The setting sun was completely blocked by distant mountains, and the Earth Temple was plunged into darkness.

Chapter 138

Chijiashan.

Chi Qiaosong and the second uncle rode bicycles, while Chi's father and younger uncle rode a tricycle to transport a pile of barbed wire.

"My mother, if this continues like this today, I will really lose my life." The second uncle carried the barbed wire on his shoulders, and while walking the mountain road, he wiped his sweat with the towel around his neck with his hands free, "The towel can wring out more than a pound of sweat. "

Chi Qiaosong carried three large barbed wire nets on his back alone, and there was only slight sweat on his forehead: "Go and rest, I can work very quickly by myself."

He is a half-step samurai master, with bright energy and dark energy blessed in his body, and he is cold and resistant.

"It's hot, but not tired." The second uncle teased, "We will work slowly, and take a break every time. It's you Xiaosong, the director of the dredging office, who will work in the field in person."

Father Chi didn't like joking very much. He heard the words and said with a slightly serious tone: "Can you forget your roots when you become an official? You are a rural person. Does it mean that you will become noble all of a sudden and can't get down when you become an official?"

The second uncle shook his head at his little uncle: "I can't talk to my elder brother, what is that called, what is that word for?"

"Generation gap."

"Yes, the generation gap, the three-year-old generation gap, there are two gaps between me and my elder brother... It's better for us, there is no gap, and drinking is good."

Chi's father is 38 years old this year, and his second uncle is 32 years old this year, with a difference of six years between them.The little uncle is 31 years old this year, born early in the month, and is about the same age as the second uncle.

Talk and laugh, make fun of each other.

Soon, under the sun, the barbed wire was removed.

Immediately, the four of them locked the gate at the foot of the mountain, turned along the gravel road to the main road, and rushed to a hurdle.A withered and yellow ridge is incompatible with the surrounding hills.

Lao Chi's house had just built a small building that hadn't been renovated yet, and it just fell into disrepair.

The houses of several families at the foot of the mountain were also abandoned. One of the houses was completely demolished, and an earth temple was built at the foot of the mountain.

The gate of the temple faces south, facing the road.

"Don't tell me, when you didn't invite the Land Lord, you came to a hurdle, and you always felt like you were being targeted by something. But if you invite the Land Lord, this feeling will disappear."

The second uncle bent over and bowed to the earth temple.

Father Chi thinks it's normal: "It's useless to invite, why else invite? The purpose of inviting the Land Lord is to protect us."

Several people walked along the foot of the mountain, removed the barbed wire fence that had been pulled up earlier, and transported it back to Chijiashan for continued use.

The filth that was all over the mountain was swept away by the Xingzi Temple and protected by the Earth Temple. These barbed wire fences have been "cleaned" again and can be recycled.

Ikehashisong didn't think the power of the Lord of the Earth was so powerful, but believed that it was the effect of Xingziguan coming to clean up the pollution.

Moreover, the sun on this July day is scorching like fire, and any evil spirits and filthy auras will be turned into ashes by the sun's rays.Only the filth soaked in the soil needs to be slowly degraded.

He had inspired a mouthful of qi before, and felt these barbed wire fences and a piece of dry grass at the foot of a rough mountain.

He didn't feel the presence of filth, so he agreed to Father Chi's proposal and came to dismantle the barbed wire fence - the older generation always wanted to save money, and the concept had been deeply rooted in their bones.

Busy until the evening, the four people stopped work.

Father Chi led the way, lit a stick of incense, and went to pay homage to Lord Tu Di.

Chi Qiaosong also bowed in a perfunctory manner. He looked at the clay statue of the land god and thought it was ugly. He didn't think that a small piece of clay statue could really protect the villagers.

If the villagers could really be protected, there wouldn't be so many evil stories happening.

In his opinion, it is not these god statues that are really suppressing evil spirits, but Taoist temples like Xingzi Temple and Sihan Tianshifu.

Where there are evil spirits making trouble, the Taoist temple will send people to eliminate the evil spirits and defend the way.

It’s just that the demons and the Taoists are embarrassed to collect money directly, so they simply ask the villagers to build temples to invite gods, so that they can charge in disguise—this is probably the reason why gods must be invited from Taoist temples.

All god statues not invited from Taoist temples belong to the worship of evil gods.

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For several days in a row, I went to remove the barbed wire every day.

Even Ikehashi Matsu took advantage of noon to move out some old objects from the old house and dry them in the sun.

When I went back in the evening, I moved all these old objects to the bungalow in Pine Garden and put them away, mainly old photos, old clothes, rice bowls and chopsticks, etc.

pat.

A talisman to ward off evil was painted with glue and stuck to the object.

In order to prevent these old objects from remaining dirty, Ikehashi-matsu pasted all the talismans accumulated in the days of drawing symbols on them, to clear the dirty air to the end.

There was no response to the talisman, and the qi on it was not aroused either.

As for the barbed wire fence at the foot of the mountain, he also pasted evil spirit talismans together, but these talismans were also not activated.

"Safe." He said to his little uncle who was on duty at night.

The little uncle nodded: "Then I can rest assured."

Then he yawned and went back to his room to sleep.

The big yellow dog took seven puppies scattered around the bungalow. These puppies grew up fast and were no longer so cute.But with their company, the Pine Garden is very lively.

Among the dogs, Ax was the only one who was cold and cruel, and never played with these dirt dogs.

Once there is any disturbance outside, it will immediately get up vigilantly, patrol around and then come back to lie down.

As usual, Xiaoqing hid in the nectar tea bushes to rest, Xiaobai continued to lie under the dead sycamore tree, and the two five eyebrows also hid in the gourd shelf—these spirit beasts seem to have a special preference for spirit roots.

But only three outer spirit roots.

I have no feeling for the two spiritual roots.

Only the axe would occasionally urinate under the laurel and peach trees.At first, Ikehashisong would kick it twice when he saw it, but the more times he saw it, the more he didn't bother to care about it.

"Not bad, the progress of "Seven Signs of Yunji" has increased a little."

With a flashlight on, Ikehashi Song, who came to inspect, looked away from the flat peach tree.

He was in good condition tonight, he drew thirty different talismans with one mouthful of energy, three more than before, so he came over to look at the flat peach tree, and he got the desired result.

Go back to the room.

Put away the yellow paper and take out the newly bought sandalwood paper.

Sandalwood paper is a paper made from green sandalwood bark, which is a specialty of Jiangnan Province.

Sandalwood paper is tough but moist, smooth but not slippery, white and dense, pure in texture, non-destructive when folded, and strong in ink moistening, so it is sold well all over the country, and calligraphy and painting lovers like to use sandalwood paper.

Ikehashimatsu practiced calligraphy. He used to buy ordinary paper, and even wrote on old newspapers.

Now I am getting more and more experienced, and I feel that my handwriting is also decent, so I start to buy sandalwood paper to practice calligraphy, and cultivate my sentiment and temperament.

As the saying goes, there is poetry and calligraphy in the abdomen.

It is a bit difficult for him to write poems and books, but it seems that it is not a big problem to write a chic calligraphy.

Even after he has mastered his calligraphy, he plans to study Chinese painting. Since ancient times, calligraphy and painting have not been separated from each other. He paints and writes poems by himself.

"The deep mountains still support people."

After writing on several sheets of rice paper, Ikehashi put down the brush, picked up the dried rice paper, and admired it against the light, faintly complacent: "Now I am also elegant."

Appreciate it for a moment, then put it back in the pile of rice paper.

After taking a shower with the cold water from the water tower, Ikehashi Song was about to fall asleep, and after a while, he came to the dreamland.

The hairless old fox has recovered, and has been able to arrange the dream like a fairy dojo, and it has transformed itself into a fairy style, but the sound still smells like a fox.

"Today, all the handprints of "Golden Light Dabao" have been taught, Brother Chi, the teaching work for you and me is over...Huh."

Before it finished speaking, it suddenly sniffed its nose vigorously, and said in surprise, "Brother Chi, you smell like incense, did you go to worship God recently?"

Chapter 139 Shinto Golden Light

"You have a good nose. I went to pay homage to the Lord of the Earth. As I mentioned to you, Chijia Village raised funds to build an Earth Temple." Chi Qiaosong said indifferently.

With the way of the old fox, it is normal to smell incense.

Tu Shanzi heard the words, and replied casually: "The Taoists of Xingzi Temple are quite honest, they even sold you all the statues enshrined in the Incense Fire Hall."

Ikehashi Song frowned unconsciously: "What do you mean?"

"The god statues condense the incense, which is a special aura produced by the combination of the believer's thoughts and fragrance. It takes at least a few years for the newly molded statues to condense the incense."

"That's not right, the land god in our village is a new statue."

Ikehashisong was very sure of this, and the village head also said that he hired the statue according to the minimum standard—everyone was not well-off and had no money to buy a good statue.

The prices of the statues in Xingzi Temple vary greatly.

Some wealthy households build earth temples at home, and are even willing to spend tens of thousands or even tens of thousands of yuan to enshrine golden statues of gods.

Chijia Village is full of poor people, and they are only willing to spend money to hire the lowest clay statue, which is the clay statue of the land god just made by Xingziguan in a hurry.

"A new idol?" Tu Shanxi stroked the beard on his chin, "It's strange, Brother Chi, let me find out at night."

"Aren't you afraid of the Land Lord?"

"I'm not evil, so naturally I'm not afraid of god statues, even the statue of the Sanqing Patriarch in Sihan Tianshi Mansion!" Tu Shanzi said righteously.

But his eyes were a little erratic, obviously his heart was beating drums.

After it was struck by lightning, it washed away its evil aura, but it was definitely evil before.

One way of practice, the only right way in the Great Xia Republic is martial arts, which is subdivided into three paths: upper martial arts, middle martial arts, and lower martial arts. Other than that, they all belong to the category of evil cultivation.

Foreign body cultivation, as long as it does not follow the path of spirit beasts and auspicious auspiciousness, most of them belong to the category of evil spirits.

of course.

Reiki is a blank sheet of paper, auspicious or evil, it all depends on the definition.

Therefore, evil spirits are a big classification, and evil cultivators and foreign objects that are harmful to human beings can all be classified into evil spirits—the aura of evil spirits is naturally diverse, and it is difficult to subdivide them.

Even, from the perspective of Thunder Tribulation, auspiciousness is also an evil spirit—whether it is auspicious or evil, if you want to survive the catastrophe, you must be struck by lightning.

Only humans.

The way of martial arts is smooth all the way to the great master and the great celestial master, and he will never be struck by lightning, and even evil cultivators are rarely struck by lightning.

Without revealing the truth of the hairless old fox, Ikehashi nodded and said: "Then you go back and take a look, maybe I didn't see it clearly, it is really the old statue of the Incense Fire Hall."

"Ah."

A little interlude.