Chapter 152 Because I love reading

The five of them stood in front of the house and saw the temple clearly.

The statue had huge teeth and fangs, eyes wide open, and a face full of patterns. It looked fierce and ferocious, holding an axe in hand, which was frightening.

Even though the paint on other parts had faded and cracked, the statue still had the original ferocious look.

Lin Du looked at it for a while, "It's probably a fierce god who kills evil spirits, so it's made like this to scare them away."

Yan Qing nodded, "That's true. If it's on the border, there is indeed such a custom when evil spirits invade."

The tall statue stood high on the stone platform. On the incense burner in front of the altar, there were countless short wooden sticks left by incense sticks, so dense that they were almost falling off.

Lin Du looked at the statue, "With such strong incense, even a clay figure would have some divinity."

Nowadays, whether it is a side door or an inner alchemy, the main focus of Taoism is self-cultivation and self-generation. The Supreme Sect worships all things in the world, not expecting to be blessed, but just respecting.

In the history books of the Supreme Sect, the ancient incense and fire gods were also recorded.

In the ancient times, the world was not stable, and a large number of laws broke away from the way of heaven and became ancient gods.

The ancient gods themselves were the embodiment of the power of rules, so mortals worshiped and believed in the ancient gods, forming a wish, and the ancient gods fed back to the believers to learn and understand the power of rules. This was the original incense and fire Shinto.

The essential people believed in the rules of the way of heaven, but they just chose one and believed it deeply.

Later, the operation of the world became stable, and the ancient gods were re-integrated into the way of heaven and became part of the rules. They lost their self-awareness and were considered to have died.

After that, the incense and fire Shinto no longer had the original divinity, and gradually fell into decline, and even the path of cultivation was no longer considered.

After all, the ancient gods no longer existed, and what was worshiped later was just clay statues. What were the gods or ghosts born from these wishes? What did these believers get?

Although the history of ancient times was general, the five of them had read it. After hearing what Lin Du said, they understood the meaning of her words.

"Little Master, do you suspect that... the strong incense and the wish power generated by this person made the god created by this person have self-awareness?"

Lin Du nodded, "A suspicion is not necessarily correct."

This sentence was very familiar, and the four of them were basically sure of it. Every time the little master said "suspicion" and "not necessarily correct", it was basically the correct answer.

"Then... this self-awareness depends on what the people in Liyang Town want." Yan Qing was able to grasp the key points.

"They want this god to protect them from the invasion of evil spirits and for business travel to pass smoothly." Ni Jinxuan's little brain turned hard, trying to keep up with Lin Du's thinking.

"That's all good." Jinxuan blinked her bright eyes.

"Yes, they are all good wishes, but this is just a common trend. Incense is poisonous. When people worship gods, they are not necessarily worshipping their own desires. If one or two people have bad intentions when praying, then the wish becomes poisonous."

Ordinary people are not immune.

Lin Du's eyes were dim, "Where there is desire, there is evil."

The five people fell silent at the same time, but Ni Jinxuan broke the heavy atmosphere, "No matter what, let's find clues, points are important! Junior uncle often says that I have good luck, I'll go search first!"

Lin Du came back to his senses, looked at the junior nephew in apricot clothes, and nodded with a smile.

Although Ni Jinxuan's luck is soaring, it can't stand Lin Du's weird and unlucky physique.

In summary, if nothing unexpected happens, there will definitely be an accident.

Yuan Ye had already lifted the cloth on the altar with ease. The cloth had faded and only the original pattern could be vaguely seen.

The young man in red lifted the tablecloth with one hand and tilted his head almost parallel to the ground, trying to explore whether there were any secrets underneath.

Yan Qing saw that he was sticking his butt out and looked particularly hard, and his right foot was itching to kick him.

"I'm saying, your face is almost touching the ground, what can you see? You were a prince before, how could you do something..."

Yuan Ye suddenly fell backwards and sat directly on the upper of Yan Qing's shoes, just cushioning his butt, and suddenly came into close contact with the dusty ground.

Yan Qing: ...Okay.

"Junior Master! There is something under the stone platform!" Yuan Ye announced loudly before he stood up.

"What is it? Why don't you take it out first?" Yan Qing felt that his feet were really heavy, and he couldn't help but move them.

He couldn't twitch.

"My arms are short, and I can't reach it." Yuan Ye said righteously.

Yan Qing was helpless, "If you can't reach it, then you can't reach it. You sit on my feet and lean back. What's wrong with you, brother?"

Yuan Ye suddenly realized, "I was wondering why I felt like I was sitting on a recliner."

He stood up and patted Yan Qing, "Thank you, little brother."

Yan Qing: ...I really hate my mouth.

He bent down, stretched out his hand, and first used his hand to reach for a long time, and finally began to use spiritual power, but found that the object inside was not metal, and he couldn't get it out.

Lin Du, who witnessed the whole process: ...My two useless and resentful nephews.

"Jinxuan, come here."

Ni Jinxuan came over with a whip in her hand, "I'm coming! You two get out of the way!"

She bent down, swung and retracted the long whip, but after trying twice, she swept out several things.

A short wooden sword covered with dust and a jade hairpin carved into the shape of a magnolia were the most complete and conspicuous. There were also some bullets and rotten and shapeless things, which could be vaguely identified as some toy jewelry. There was

even half a broken Nuo mask, which was similar to the face of the statue.

Lin Du looked at the particularly familiar small wooden sword, which was stained with a little dark stain. After a closer look, he found that it was probably the blood that seeped in and became like this after being dried by the wind for many years.

No matter how many things people who come to burn incense throw away, there will probably be no blood stains. It is almost unnecessary to guess what happened here.

Only evil cultivators would eat human blood.

That child, he probably did fight to the last moment.

She looked up at the statue, clicked her tongue lightly, and opened the mahogany box, "Senior Chen Yan, I have a few questions that I would like to ask you."

Si Yuzhong did not answer.

But Lin Du said nothing, "You think your wife and children were killed by the statue, right?" Shen

Yan answered after a long time, "Yes."

"So you want to destroy the statue?"

"Yes."

"Were you killed by the statue, or by... the Jingzhong Formation?"

Shen Yan's tone contained surprise, "How do you know the Jingzhong Formation at such a young age? I was not even told about it until I was about to die."

Lin Du replied, "I love reading."

Shen Yan:...That's fine too.

"Yes, I didn't expect that there would be a Jingzhong Formation in this temple, or rather, I didn't expect that there would be someone in this world who would be willing to set up a Jingzhong Formation for a statue." The so

-called Jingzhong Formation is set up for whatever it is and whoever it is for. The formation is set up at the cost of the life of the formation master, and the soul of the formation master is used to defend the things that need to be protected in the formation. This is what loyalty and service are all about.

"The last question, part of your practice is also the way of incense and fire, right? Or, part of your source of power is the power of will."

When Lin Du said this, the other four people all looked at her, and even Yuan Ye's Danfeng eyes were wide open.

Si Yu Chichi didn't move, but Lin Du had already got the answer she expected.

"I've always thought that the souls sealed in the Soul Sealing Formation must be filled with extremely heavy resentment, which cannot be dissipated and sent underground. You were just dead in the illusion, and even the blood was still flowing out, but they rushed to seal your meridians."

"And you said that the pulse nail was shaken out by the earthquake, but before the coffin was closed when you died in the illusion, I clearly saw that the pulse nail moved a little upwards."

"You cannot use spiritual power after death, and the yin energy will slowly gather forty-nine days after death. How can a freshly dead body use any power to expel part of the pulse nail?"

Lin Du lowered his eyes and looked at the death jade. A talisman for dispelling evil was pasted on it, suppressing his movement to break free from the death jade.

"It's the power of will, isn't it?"

"The power of will doesn't care about the life or death of the user, it can be used by ghosts or humans."

Lin Du's pale face showed a strange indifferent smile, which was more like sadness than a smile.

"In your fantasy, your children were lively and your wife was gentle, until one disappeared and the other died. Every place has your best and worst memories, but the backyard has never shown any scene, and the Qian Palace is empty."

"It means that there is the best place to look."

"There can be bone-eating insects that feed on evil spirits. May I ask Senior Shen Yan, did the symptoms of the evil spirit in the power of will backfire before your wife and children died?"

Several people were so shocked by Lin Du's speculation that they were speechless and looked at the dead jade in disbelief.

After a long time, so long that the evil-eliminating talisman ran out of power and burned itself to ashes, Lin Du added another one, and the ghost in the dead jade finally spoke with difficulty, almost like the last word uttered by the ghost before death when the neck was strangled.

"Yes, I cultivated the incense and fire to kill the evil spirits. It was me who harmed them."

Lin Du lowered his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up, but there was no relief that the mystery was half solved.