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Chapter 81: Belief in Incense and Shinto

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The fishing village is still a distance from the lake, and there are some weeping willows on the roadside.

This is a bend of Dongting Lake, sandwiched between two mountains, forming an inner lake. The lake water is deep and quiet, and it is very dangerous. Usually, children in the village rarely come here.

"Tiger baby, my tiger baby..."

"Goudan, Li Goudan..."

The villagers shouted along the lakeside, and several women on the shore were crying, with a few children's clothes on one side.

The young man pointed to the calm lake, "It's here, the carp spirit is as big as a small boat, dragging the tiger baby down."

Hearing this, a young and strong man took off his shirt and was about to jump into the lake.

"etc……"

An old white-haired fisherman stopped them, looked at the calm and rippled lake water, and shouted: "Get back, retreat, the monsters in the lake have not left yet!"

Before he finished speaking, a rushing sound from the lake, a column of water rolled towards the shore, and everyone retreated in panic. In panic, the young man on the shore slipped and fell into the lake.

"Save, just me..."

A trace of golden red flashed, and the young man struggled in the water, trying his best to swim to the shore. The fishermen in the fishing village were all dragons in the water, but at this time they struggled helplessly, being dragged by something and sank down. Soon they disappeared, only gurgling bubbles were rising up.

Soon, the rippling lake surface returned to calm.

Everyone looked at the lake in a daze. It was too sudden. There were monsters in the lake. Many fishermen were even more confused. No one dared to approach the lake anymore. Only the woman who had lost her child was sobbing softly.

"It's Hu Bo. In Dongting Lake, the Dragon King lives in the north and the Hu Bo is leaning on the south. Every year during the harvest season, the village will worship Hu Bo. There are much less sacrifices this year, which may make Hu Bo dissatisfied."

The old white-haired fisherman sighed softly, and a trace of sadness appeared in his eyes.

When the old man said this, the other young and strong men were a little shocked and no longer mentioned going into the water. Hu Bo is the lake god of Dongting Lake. It angered Hu Bo and it will be difficult to fish in the future. The livelihood of the fishing village comes from the lake. If the livelihood is cut off, the people in the village will not be able to survive.

"When I was a child, something happened in the next village. Hu Bo was furious and overnight, the flood poured into the lakeside, and all the people in the village drowned."

When Ning Wuque came to the lake, the old fisherman recalled what happened when he was a child and advised the people in the village not to anger the lake. Several women who lost their children cried bitterly. They also understood that the children could not come back, and they all regretted why they didn't stop the children at that time.

"Before the mysterious and unknown power, humans are so weak, they don't even have the ability to resist and have strong strength. When facing such a thing, they can only be helpless, regretful, or numb themselves, telling themselves that they are invincible and make excuses for themselves. Look, this is humanity!"

The old demon of Heishan looked coldly at the villagers who were walking back to the village with sticks, hoes, and hanging their heads and scattering their breath. He was depressed, worried, afraid, and painful, and his expression was written on his face.

"Because you are not a human!" Ning Wuque replied to the old demon in Black Mountain.

The old demon of Black Mountain felt the anger and murderous intent in Ning Wuque's heart and shut up.

"Mr. Ning, go quickly. If Hu Bo is not satisfied, he will come ashore to catch people!" A fisherman kindly advised him.

Ning Wuque glanced at the lake, pinched his fist, followed the villagers back, and chased the old fisherman with pale hair, "Old village chief, what's wrong with the lake uncle in the lake?"

The old fisherman sighed, "This matter is a long story. Mr. is a scholar and may not believe in ghosts and gods. There are rumors about Hubo by the Dongting Lake. During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, this was the Yunmeng Lake of Chu. Later, Sanlu doctor Qu Yuan died after he jumped into the Miluo River. The body flowed into Dongting Lake along the river. There was a koi fish in this lake. He ate his body and turned into Dongting Lake. He divided the Dongting Lake with the Dragon King of Dongting."

"Every autumn, I have to worship Hu Bo, if I don't, I will be in danger. This year, due to the war, the government has plundered a lot of money, and the offerings have been much less. I don't want to make Hu Bo angry. It's a disaster..."

The old fisherman sighed, "Every Dragon Boat Festival, sacrifice to Dr. Qu, and also means offering sacrifice to Hubo. If Hubo is satisfied, there will be some bumper harvests in the year."

"It turns out that he is a demon cultivator who practices the divine way. No wonder I feel familiar with it." The old demon of Black Mountain smiled gloomy.

When he returned home to the hut, Ning Wuque asked, "What kind of shrine?"

The old demon of the Black Mountain transformed into an illusory body and floated in the house. "In ancient times, when humans appeared, they were very weak, almost all of them were the blood food of powerful demons. Later, humans prayed to sacrifice the protection of powerful demons, and a force would be formed. The object of sacrifice would absorb this force and increase its strength. After the demons discovered it, they would protect these humans and become mountain gods, river gods, and lake gods..."

"In ancient times, some large human tribes sacrificed the mountains and rocks, a god would gradually appear, gathering the tribe's thoughts, enjoying the tribe's incense sacrifices and protecting the tribe's humans. This is the divine way, which is somewhat similar to the Buddhist incense. The Buddhist golden body is the incense condensed, and some powerful divine spirit objects can also transform into form and show spirituality. There are also demon cultivators who independently condense incense and practice the divine way. The lake god in Dongting Lake should be the latter. Practicing the divine way requires the incense sacrifices of fishermen."

Ning Wuque nodded and looked at the old demon of Black Mountain, "Have you ever practiced the divine way?"

"Of course not. Practicing the divine way requires a large amount of incense. Pure thoughts. The thought of sacrifice contains many distractions, which will impact the soul of the monks. Many monks just shaped a clay body to enjoy the incense for themselves, and their bodies dare not bear the huge karma of all people. Anyway, the divine way is very complicated, and you may come into contact with it in the future. Then you will know. There was a mountain god in Black Mountain who practiced the divine way and was killed by me."

The old demon of Black Mountain glanced at Ning Wuque, "Don't you want to kill that Hu Bo, are you?"

"The Hubo here forces people to sacrifice and devour humans. How can he be a god for such behavior? Should he be killed!"

A sharp light flashed in Ning Wuque's eyes, not to mention that the dead child was his student. Although he had only been together for half a year, these innocent and cute children made him feel the joy of his childhood that he did not have.

"The Lake God condenses incense, which is no matter how you say it is the realm of transforming the gods. It is not easy for you to kill him."

The old monster in Black Mountain smiled. Ning Wuque wanted to kill someone, so he naturally would not object. How could he be as timid as a monster?

"Isn't there a Dragon King in Dongting Lake? Since Dongting Lake is divided into north and south, there must be a disagreement between the Dragon King and the Hubo. It just so happens that my life experience is somewhat related to Dongting Lake. The Dragon King in Dongting Lake should know something."

The old demon of Black Mountain smiled faintly, not reckless or impulsive, but was a little scheming.

"The Dragon King of Dongting Lake is also a Dragon King, so how can you see it just by saying that you can see it."

"Of course I have a way!"
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