The five people stood neatly in front of the house and had a thorough look at the temple.
The statue of the enshrined god has huge fangs, wide-eyed eyes, and a face covered with ornaments. It is ferocious and fierce. It holds an ax and ax in its hand, which is intimidating to people just looking at it.
Even though the paint elsewhere has faded and cracked, the statue still retains its original sinister appearance.
Lin Du looked at it for a while and said, "It's probably a fierce god who kills evil spirits, so he made it like this to frighten evil spirits."
Yan Qing nodded, "That's true. If it's a border area, there is indeed such a custom when it comes to infestation by evil spirits."
The tall statue of the god stood high on the stone platform. On the incense burner in front of the altar, there were countless short wooden sticks with small incense residues. They were so densely packed that they almost fell off.
Lin Du looked at the statue and said, "With such strong incense, even a clay figure will have some divinity."
Nowadays, Taoist sects, whether side sects or inner alchemy sects, focus on self-cultivation, and power comes from oneself. The Supreme Sect worships all things in the world, and does not expect to be blessed, but only respects them.
In the history books of the Supreme Sect, there are also records of the ancient incense Shinto.
In the ancient times, the heaven and earth were not stable, and a large number of laws broke away from the way of heaven and became ancient gods.
The ancient gods themselves are the incarnation of the power of rules. Therefore, mortals worship and believe in the ancient gods and form the power of will. The ancient gods feed back and allow believers to learn and understand the power of rules. This is the original incense Shinto.
Essential people believe in the rules of heaven, but they just choose one and believe in it deeply.
Later, the movement of heaven and earth stabilized, and the ancient gods re-entered the way of heaven and became part of the rules. They lost their self-awareness and were counted dead.
After that, the Incense Shinto no longer had its original divinity, and gradually declined, not even a way to practice.
After all, the ancient gods no longer exist, and those worshiped later were just clay figurines. Are the gods or ghosts spawned by these wishes? What did these believers get?
Although the ancient history was general, all five of them had read it. After hearing Lin Du's words, they understood the meaning of her words.
"Uncle Junior Master, do you doubt that... the power of wish generated by such strong incense has caused the gods created by people to have self-awareness?"
Lin Du nodded, "A suspicion may not be correct."
This sentence is very familiar, and the four of them are basically convinced. Every time the junior uncle says "doubt" and "may not be right", it is 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 evil spirits and allow the business trip to pass smoothly." Ni Jinxuan's little head 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 prayers, but they are just a flood. Incense is poisonous. When people worship God, they don't know that they are not worshiping their own desires. If one or two people pray with bad intentions, then This willpower becomes poison."
The common people are unavoidable.
Lin Du's eyes were dark, "Where there is desire, there is evil."
The five people fell silent at the same time, but Ni Jinxuan broke the heavy atmosphere, "Anyway, let's look for clues. Points are important! Junior uncle often says that I am lucky, so I will search first!"
Lin Du came back to his senses, looked at his nephew in apricot clothes, smiled and nodded.
Although Ni Jinxuan was extremely lucky, she could not withstand Lin Du's weird and unlucky physique.
The summary is that if there are no accidents, there will definitely be accidents.
Yuan Ye had already lifted up the cloth on the table with ease. The cloth had faded and only the original pattern could be vaguely seen.
The young man in red clothes lifted the tablecloth with one hand and tilted his head almost parallel to the ground, trying hard to explore whether there were any secrets underneath.
Yan Qing looked at him with his butt sticking out, looking particularly energetic, and his right foot was about to move, wanting to kick him.
"I'm not telling you, your face is almost on the ground, what can you see? You were a prince before, why did you do this..."
Yuan Ye suddenly fell backwards and sat directly on Yan Qing's shoes, just enough to rest his buttocks, and he suddenly came into close contact with the dusty ground.
Yan Qing: ...Okay.
"Uncle Junior! There is something under the stone platform!" Yuan Ye announced loudly before he could stand up.
"What is it? We won't talk until we take it out?" Yan Qing felt that his feet were a little heavy and couldn't help but move.
Couldn't twitch.
"My hands are short and I can't reach it." Yuan Ye said confidently.
Yan Qing was helpless, "If you can't reach it, you can't reach it. You sit on my feet and lean back. Brother, what's wrong with you?"
Yuan Ye suddenly realized, "I'll tell you why it feels like I'm sitting on an armchair."
He stood up and patted Yan Qing, "I'm relying on you, little brother."
Yan Qing: ...I really hate my mouth.
He bent down and stretched out his hand. He reached for it with his hands for a long time, and finally started to use his spiritual power, but found that the thing inside was not metal and he couldn't get it out.
Lin Du, who witnessed the whole process:...my useless two resentful nephews.
"Jinxuan, come on."
Ni Jinxuan came with a whip in hand, "I'm coming! You two, get out of the way!"
She bent down and swung the long whip back and forth, but after trying it twice, several things came out.
A short wooden sword gathering dust and a hosta carved in the shape of a magnolia are the most complete and conspicuous ones. There are also some projectiles and decayed and shapeless things, which can be vaguely identified as toy jewelry.
There is even half a broken Nuo face, which is similar to the face of the statue.
Lin Du looked at the particularly familiar little wooden sword, which was still stained with some dark stains. Looking closer, he realized that it was probably the blood that had penetrated into it after it had been dried and stored for many years, making it look like this.
People who come to offer incense, no matter how much they throw something away, it will probably not be stained with blood. There is almost no need to guess what happened here.
Only evil cultivators can eat human blood.
That kid probably did fight until the very end.
She raised her head and looked straight at the statue, clicked her tongue softly, and opened the mahogany box, "Senior Shen Yan, I have a few questions, and I would like to ask you."
Death Yuzhong did not answer.
But Lin Du didn't care, "You think your wife and children were killed by the idol, right?"
After a long time, Shen Yan finally answered, "Yes."
"So you want to destroy the statue?"
"yes."
"Were you killed by the idol, or... by the Jingzhong Formation?"
Shen Yan's tone contained a hint of surprise, "How come you know the Jingzhong Formation at such a young age? You didn't even learn about it until I was about to die."
Lin Du immediately answered, "I love reading."
Shen Yan: ...That's okay too.
"Yes, I didn't expect that there would be a Jingzhong Formation in this temple. In other words, I didn't expect that there would be people in this world who would be willing to set up a Jingzhong Formation for a statue of a god."
The so-called loyalty formation, no matter who and what it is, only recognizes it as the master. The formation must be 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. Repaying loyalty is nothing more than this.
"Last question, part of your cultivation is also the incense and fire divine way, right? In other words, part of the source of your power is the power of wishes."
As soon as Lin Du said these words, the other four people all looked at her, and even Yuan Ye's eyes widened.
Death Jade remained silent for a long time, but Lin Du had already gotten the answer she expected.
"I have been thinking that the souls sealed by the soul-sealing array must be extremely resentful and unable to be dissipated and sent underground. In the illusion, you have just died, and even the blood can still flow out, so they are anxious It seals your Yin veins."
"And you said that the pulse nail was shaken out during the earthquake, but in the fantasy world, before you closed the coffin when you died, I clearly saw that the pulse nail moved up a little."
"Spiritual power cannot be used after death. The Yin Qi will slowly gather forty-nine days after death. How can a freshly deceased corpse use any power to expel part of the pulse nail?"
Lin Du lowered his eyes and looked at Death Jade. A evil evil talisman was attached to it, suppressing his movement to break away from Death Jade.
"It's the power of wish, isn't it?"
"The power of the wish does not matter 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. It was more of compassion than a smile.
"In your fantasy, your children are lively and your wife is gentle, until one disappears and one dies. Every place has your best and worst memories. Only the backyard never shows any scene. The palace is empty. .”
"It means that is the best place to look for."
"There can be bone-eating insects that feed on evil spirits. May I ask Senior Shen Yan, did you have symptoms of evil spirits backlashing in your wish before your wife and children died?"
Several people were shocked speechless by Lin Du's inference and looked at the dead jade in disbelief.
After a long time, when the evil-eliminating talisman was exhausted and automatically burned into ashes, Lin Du added another one. The ghost in the death jade spoke with difficulty, almost as if he was being strangled by the neck and spit it out on the eve of death. the last word.
"Yes, I practiced the incense and fire way to kill evil spirits. I was the one who harmed them."
Lin Du lowered his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth, but there was no trace of relief that half of the puzzle was solved.
