[Sacrifice (appropriate): If the sacrifice goes smoothly today, the probability of receiving blessings will increase by 280%]

The last time it appeared, Fan Ming didn't dare to try it casually because of its strong mystery.

But this time, in order to come back alive and intact as much as possible, he will not let go of any possibility to increase the probability of survival.

If there really are immortal cultivators in this world, then gods may also exist!

Of course, there are two points that need to be clarified before offering sacrifices.

The first is who to offer sacrifices to.

The second is the method of sacrifice.

First of all, the first point is that the belief system of the Daqing Dynasty is very similar to that of China. They are very confusing and complicated. There are also gods such as the God of Wealth, the Earth God, and the Kitchen God.

Fan Ming is not sure whether all these gods exist.

In addition, the second point of the sacrificial method also needs to be considered.

There are many folk sacrifice methods, some are grand, such as offering pigs, cattle, sheep and other offerings, or even using human sacrifices. There are also simple ones, such as burning incense, paper money, or kneeling down to worship.

But now Fan Ming can only choose a simple way of offering sacrifices, that is, thinking about a certain god and then burning incense and praying.

Taking these two points into consideration, Fan Ming began his attempt.

However, the process was not smooth.

Starting from the big guys like Buddha and Haotian God, Fan Ming tried all the way to the little gods like Tu Tu Gong and Kitchen God, but none of them responded.

I don’t know if I don’t like this incense, or if these gods are simply made up by people...

Fan Ming is more inclined to the second point.

Because [Sacrifice (appropriate)], in addition to the subsequent bonuses, there is also the first half of "Today's sacrifice goes smoothly". Logically speaking, even minor gods such as Tu Gong and Kitchen God should not respond to him.

Now we’re in trouble...

Fan Ming lay on the table a little exhausted.

Fan Li walked over cautiously. She witnessed Fan Ming holding the incense and kneeling in front of the incense table for a long time while mumbling.

If he hadn't seen him do similar confusing behavior several times before, Fan Li would have almost called the aunt next door to come over and help.

"Brother, what were you doing just now?"

"Can't you see? I'm offering incense to the gods?" Fan Ming replied weakly.

"Oh...then which immortal is my brother offering incense to?"

"It's not who, you should ask which."

"?"

"Speaking of which, Xiao Li, do you think any god in this world is real?"

Fan Li was still trying to understand the previous sentence, but came back to his senses after hearing Fan Ming's question.

"Well... Well... Brother, do you remember a story that my father told us before?"

"Story?"

"It's the story of a mountain god who saved people."

Fan Ming suddenly realized.

This is a story that has been circulating in Beishan County for a long time.

It is said that a thousand years ago, the area around Beishan was still deserted, and there was no such thing as Beishan County.

There are only a few small villages.

One day, a young villager from one of the villages was caught in a heavy rainstorm while going up the mountain to collect medicine, and he did not return to the village that day.

The heavy rain lasted for three days and three nights, and even caused a sizable flash flood.

Almost everyone in the same village thought that the young villager who collected medicine was dead.

However, the day after the heavy rain ended, the young villager miraculously returned to the village, his face even rosy, and it didn't look like he had experienced a catastrophe at all.

People in the same village asked him how he survived for three days and three nights amid heavy rains and flash floods.

The young villager's answer almost stunned everyone present. He was saved by the mountain god.

And after that, the weather around Beishan continued to be good year after year. Originally, only a few small villages expanded rapidly, and Beishan County became the size it is now.

Therefore, many people in Beishan County regard the Beishan Mountain God as their patron saint.

There are more than twenty temples in large and small mountains near Beishan alone, and the incense is extremely prosperous.

Especially hunters who make a living by hunting, many people are quite superstitious about mountain gods, and some even go to mountain temples to offer incense every now and then.

Of course, young people like my predecessor are not among this group. As the successor, Fan Ming originally did not believe in ghosts and gods.

Hearing Fan Li mention it, Fan Ming remembered that there was such a close god.

"Then do you want to try it?"

After previous attempts, Fan Ming no longer had much hope.

But it doesn’t take much effort anyway, so it doesn’t hurt to try.

So Fan Ming picked up three sticks of incense again and walked to the incense table.

This incense table was originally used to worship the mountain god.

But since my grandfather passed away, I have never used it again.

Because my father doesn’t seem to believe much in mountain gods, he would only go to a nearby temple to worship during festivals.

Now Fan Ming can worship the mountain god in front of this incense table, which can be regarded as restoring its original function.

Fan Ming lit three sticks of incense and knelt on the futon in front of the incense table.

I read in my heart: "Great mountain god, please bless your devout believers a safe journey on this adventure!"

After reciting silently, he stood up and inserted three sticks of incense into the incense burner he had prepared in advance.

Then he stood aside silently, watching the faint cigarette smoke floating towards the roof, quietly waiting for the miracle to happen.

However, after waiting for nearly three minutes, nothing happened, and Fan Ming sensed nothing.

Just when he thought he had failed again, the wisps of cigarette smoke suddenly became extremely thick.

Fan Ming's heartbeat began to accelerate, and the three sticks of incense in front of him burned out at an extremely fast speed, creating a large thick smoke that was obviously unreasonable and filled the room.

Such a strange phenomenon made Fan Li tremble all over. She was just about to scream when someone hugged her.

"Shh! Don't be nervous, this is a sign of the mountain god appearing."

Fan Li calmed down when he heard his brother's voice, but at the same time he was filled with confusion.

But before she could ask, her attention was attracted by the picture in front of her, and she saw a white figure vaguely appearing on the incense table.

Fan Ming was also attracted by this strange sight. He hugged his sister tightly and stared at the white figure intently, but a thought that was not very respectful came to his mind.

"Is this figure a little shorter? Could it be that he is a little old man."

As time went by, the thick smoke gradually faded, and the white figures gradually became clear.

However, the next scene almost shocked Fan Ming and Fan Li.

Standing on the incense table was a beautiful woman. She was wearing a white robe, with long snow-white hair hanging around her shoulders. She had a delicate face and eyes like bright rubies, making her look like a fairy.

But there is one thing...

Too short...
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