Chapter 226 The River Mother Raises a Demon?

It is the seventh day of the twelfth lunar month in the seventy-second year of seeking change. ♡♢ ♦ ♦

The drizzle is hazy, the road is slippery, and the weather is cold and freezing, making walking difficult.

The Lingtian Dynasty was very large, and its counties, villages, and villages were well organized. The official roads were like the blood vessels of the human body, connecting various places.

Li Chang passed through many places and saw many capable people in the world. Some of them chatted and drank together, while others passed by without looking back.

At dusk.

He stayed in an inn outside a village. The decoration of this inn was unique. There was a wooden fence surrounding the outside, forming a small courtyard. The main building was a wooden attic, about two stories high.

He knocked on the door, and the waiter came out to open the door. With a smile on his face, he said apologetically: "Don't blame me, don't blame me. It's cold today, so I closed the door."

There were four wooden tables placed on the first floor, one of which happened to be empty. It was December and the weather was getting colder, so a charcoal fire was lit in the corner for warmth.

Li Changxiao sat down at the empty table. Within a few breaths, his body began to feel warm. After asking the waiter what kind of delicacies there were, he ordered a few items at random.

Li Changxiao quickly noticed that behind the counter, there was a strange-looking statue enshrined.

He had a tiger head, a snake body, and a ferocious face. He stopped the waiter who was delivering food and asked him who this god was.

When the waiter heard this, he immediately said with excitement: "This is the God of Wealth!"

Li Changxiao was stunned. When did the God of Wealth look like this?

He whispered: "During this long journey, I saw seventy-seven gods of wealth. They are all different, which is interesting."

He didn't dwell on the issue.

After finishing the meal, he asked the shopkeeper for a room and went upstairs to sleep.

There are about eight rooms on the second floor, neither big nor small, just enough for one night. After all, this is not a prosperous place, just an inn at the end of the village.

He slept until midnight. With his temperament, if he wanted to sleep, the general movement would not wake him up. It rained heavily that night, and the big raindrops hit the roof, making it very noisy.

Many Jianghu guests who stayed here like him were so noisy that they couldn't sleep and cursed. The next morning, Li Changxiao woke up and was about to leave, but the shopkeeper suddenly tried to persuade him to stay.

The shopkeeper looked strange. He roughly meant that it would be best to stay here for a few days. The mountain roads around here are not easy to walk recently.

Li Changxiao asked.

The shopkeeper didn't know what to say. He waved his hand impatiently. If the swordsman insisted on leaving, he wouldn't bother to stop him.

Li Changxiao took out a tael of silver and put it on the counter. The shopkeeper immediately showed a sneer on his face. Sure enough, money can communicate with ghosts and gods. The shopkeeper pointed to the village behind.

He lowered his voice and said, "There are three hundred and twenty-nine households in that village."

Hearing this, the group of people taking breakfast at the table were also attracted and looked this way.

They are a man and a woman. They are relatively well-known celebrities in the Lingtian Dynasty. Judging from their appearance, they should be young, and they can be regarded as talented and beautiful.

Li Changxiao had some impression of the two of them. He slept next to him last night. He could clearly hear the sound of the two having sex, but he had long been used to it.

The woman asked: "Shopkeeper, how many families are there in that village? What does it have to do with you? What does it have to do with you going out with us?"

The shopkeeper said: "Don't worry, listen to me carefully."

"There are three hundred and twenty-nine households in that village, which is considered a large village. Because they live next to a river, a Hemu temple was built. The Hemu temple in the temple is made of copper."

"Oh?" Li Changxiao suddenly became interested.

The shopkeeper continued: "This temple has constant incense, but if you keep raising it, guess what, it will raise a monster!"

Hear the words.

Fortunately, it was clear sky and daytime at this time, otherwise the shopkeeper's bluff statement would have shocked people.

"What kind of monster is it?" the woman asked curiously.

The shopkeeper continued: "Just thirty years ago, cracks suddenly appeared in the bronze body of the river mother, and then there was a crash, and a human-shaped thing crawled out of it... It passed in a flash, and I couldn't see clearly. Since then, , as ghosts continue to happen, the mountain roads nearby are not as easy to walk as before. "

"Later, the village invited a group of capable people and strangers to open an altar and set up a temple, and then the matter was reluctantly solved. And every year in early December, that's when the ghost was wreaking havoc."

The shopkeeper said this and said: "So everyone, it is better to continue to stay here peacefully and stay for a few more days."

The shopkeeper muttered to himself again, "This is not the first time that the river mother has raised monsters."

Li Changxiao frowned and quickly handed over a lot of money, planning to stay here for a few more days. The boss was smiling and very happy, but the couple had a different view, thinking that this was just for the shopkeeper's sake. To keep guests, a clumsy trick concocted.

The two cursed and went out.

At noon.

Li Changxiao also left the inn and walked around. The inn was located at the head of the village. After leaving the inn, he walked to the right less than a hundred meters before entering the village. The houses in the village were low, mostly with thatched roofs.

After walking a few steps, I saw a building that was completely different from the surrounding houses. It had red walls and lacquered tiles, and was very majestic. The words "City God Temple" were written on it.

Incense lingers inside.

Go inside.

It is a golden figure, holding a sword, looking into the distance, with an angry face, but with downcast eyebrows, it is a bit kind.

"The city god is made of gold?" Li Changxiao was a little surprised. From the dense incense, it was easy to see that the local people still trusted the city god.

He narrowed his eyes slightly. Although this village is not small, building such a temple is not an easy task. It requires a lot of manpower and material resources.

Li Changxiao walked out of the City God Temple and wandered around the village. Unexpectedly, after walking a few steps, another temple stood in front of him: "Mountain God Temple"

When he walked into the temple, there were several hunters kneeling and praying devoutly.

It turned out that the mountain god temple enshrined a mountain god called "Changkong Mountain" three miles west of the village.

Why is such a good mountain god temple set up in the village?

Li Changxiao walked again, and after a few more steps, as expected, there was another temple with red walls and red tiles, and smoke, set up in the alley: "Ding'an Temple."

This time, Li Changxiao did not enter the temple, he just continued walking. The village with more than 300 households was not very big. After walking for more than an hour, he almost finished walking.

What made him frown was.

There were more than 20 temples in a village with only more than 300 households!

City God Temple, Mountain God Temple, Ding'an Temple, Ziwu Temple...

There are seven Mountain God Temples, each of which is different.

Each temple enshrines a golden statue, and is built with red walls and worshipped by incense...

Looking at the common people, they are burdened with heavy taxes. The money from these golden statues and red walls is finally squeezed from the common people.

It's pitiful and sad.

Li Changxiao never thought that he would see such a scene just after entering the Lingtian Dynasty.

Walking to the end of the village.

Li Changxiao came to the last temple.

This temple has been abandoned and no one worships.