Chapter 492: The Magic Incense

Time passed by unknowingly, and the entire Zhangjia Village was immersed in a sea of ​​​​bustle.

Several burly men carried the mountain god statue of Zhang Deben and walked in the front, followed by a long dragon-like team.

Only when they arrive at the door of a certain household will the owner of that household run out from the long dragon-like team and stand at his own door to welcome the arrival of the mountain god.

As the statue of Zhang Deben was very huge and the dragon-like procession was very long, it was impossible to visit every household.

They could only stay at the door of the house for a while, with Zhang Yongde chanting in front and saying auspicious words one after another. Only after the family knelt down to express their gratitude did the team change direction and go to the next house.

The owners of the houses kneeling at the door would also take the opportunity to return to the team, not only to join in the fun, but also to show off their large numbers and the power of Zhangjia Village to people from other villages.

By the way.

After the village tour is over, we will rush to the mountain temple to welcome the baptism of the divine rain.

One household, two households, three or four households...

As the last family in Zhangjia Village knelt in front of Zhang Deben's statue of the mountain god, Zhang Yongde stood in front and said auspicious words. After that, Zhang Yongde signaled the gunner to take out the firecrackers and set them off in an open space nearby. Then he led the long dragon-like team back to the mountain god temple.

Although Zhangjia Village was poor, it had a large population. This village tour took a long time. For the important characters in the team:

Those who carried the mountain god statue, danced the dragon and lion, and beat the gongs and drums all worked very hard, but there was no sign of fatigue on their faces. Instead, they were full of happiness and anticipation.

Obviously.

They are not only looking forward to the baptism of divine rain that will come after the village tour and the conclusion of Zhang Deben's deification ceremony, they are also looking forward to the fact that after Zhang Deben becomes the mountain god of Lion Hill, their entire Zhang family will be able to live a good life and no longer have to worry about food.

On the way back to the mountain temple, Zhang Yongde saw that he was not needed anywhere, so he approached Li Ping and asked in a low voice:

"Li Ping, are we going to put Deben's mountain god statue directly in the mountain god temple, or what?"

Li Ping was stunned at first, not understanding why Zhang Yongde came to her and asked her such a question. She had entrusted Zhang Deben's deification ceremony to Zhang Yongde. He knew what to do better than anyone else. Why did he need to ask her?

suddenly.

A flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in Li Ping's mind. She understood the meaning of Zhang Yongde's sudden question and replied:
“Village chief, after this village tour is over, when we return to the mountain temple, put our Deben’s mountain god statue in the temple, and our Deben will come out of the mountain god statue.

Come out and say a few words to everyone, then a divine rain will fall, and everyone will be baptized by the divine rain. This time, our family's Deben's deification ceremony has ended perfectly! "

"Okay, I get it!"

Zhang Yongde also breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

After the village tour, what he was most worried about was the baptism of divine rain. He knew that as Zhang Deben's wife, Li Ping would never falsely convey the imperial decree on such a matter.

Li Ping said there would be divine rain, so there must be divine rain. He didn't know if he took the divine rain baptism too seriously. Even though he knew Li Ping would not lie, he couldn't help but worry in his heart.

He was not worried that this matter would affect his reputation. If this matter was really false, the biggest impact would be on the reputation of Zhang Deben, the mountain god.

He cared so much because many of the people he had carried from their beds to the outside of the mountain temple to wait for the divine rain to baptize and cure their illnesses were his relatives.

There is nothing we can do but watch them leave this world one after another. Now that we have hope - the baptism of divine rain, we naturally hope that they can live a few more years and live a good life.

While Wang Ping'an was playing with the magic statue that Qi Wenshan had inexplicably given him, he was paying attention to his surroundings - to be more precise, he was looking at Qi Wenshan.

It was because of this old guy that he would sneak a glance at him from time to time. No one knew what he was planning. Seeing this, Qi Wenshan no longer paid attention to him.

Wang Ping'an had an idea and drove the miniature paper people hidden nearby to sneak in. As soon as they got close, he had another idea and put them into the world bead.

next moment.

Wang Ping'an was multitasking. His real body held his mother's hand and followed her. His mental body came to the World Pearl and looked at the lush spiritual fruit trees and spiritual rice in the World Pearl. All of them bore fruit. This was the result of his continuous cultivation day and night using one skill after another.

I couldn't help but reveal a joyful smile on my face!

Maybe it was because of the 5,000-year bloodline inheritance in his previous life that farming is in his bones. In his free time, he would always watch some farming videos to gain happiness.

If he hadn't known that farming was not as easy as he imagined, and that he couldn't support himself by farming, and that he didn't have a piece of land, he might have resigned long ago and returned to a pastoral life.

At this moment, in the World Pearl, he can satisfy the joy of planting and harvesting. How could he not be happy?
Even though it was not the first time he had seen them, every time he came to the World Pearl, Wang Ping'an could not help but look at each spiritual fruit tree and each spiritual rice plant over and over again, and it would take a long time before he looked away.

Wang Ping'an's mind moved, and a stick of incense that his paper figurine had secretly brought out from the mountain temple appeared in his palm, and he said:

"I want to see what's so special about this stick of incense that could make Zhang Guilian do something bad!"

Not long ago, he secretly heard Zhang Guilian's whispers. He didn't believe that Zhang Guilian would still have the mind to burn incense for his uncle, especially when his uncle's statue was not in the mountain temple. She almost filled the mountain temple with incense.

This smells good.

There is definitely something strange that he doesn’t know about!
"Ding! You have obtained a stick of 'God-confusing Incense'. Congratulations on receiving the reward: Magical Weapon: God-confusing Incense [Beginner's Guide]!"

Wang Ping'an sniffed subconsciously, and a smell that was no different from ordinary fragrance appeared in his nostrils, just as he was confused.

A mechanical and cold voice immediately sounded in his mind, and Wang Pingan said in surprise:

'What is the incense of the gods? If it is the incense of the gods, why don't I have any adverse reactions?'
Incense to confuse the gods.

Judging from the literal meaning, it should be a drug incense, but when he sniffed it, he didn't feel any signs of dizziness. It didn't feel like a drug incense at all.

although.

He had never experienced the taste of incense!

"Wait, this so-called incense for bewitching gods, isn't it the kind of special incense that is specifically targeted at gods like my uncle, the mountain god?"

Suddenly, Wang Pingan had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and frowned:
"But, if this is a magic incense specifically for my uncle, even if Zhang Guilian has bewitched my uncle, what can she do? How did she get this magic incense?"

(End of this chapter)