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Chapter 1 Lord Hubo

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"Help! Come on! Who will save my dog? Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo

Yang Li shouted at the lakeside, crying and chopping her feet. No one came for two breaths. She lifted up the coarse floral skirt and wanted to get into the water. But when she thought that she had no water, her son would be helpless if he fell into the water. She immediately shrank back.

"Woo... Woo..." The water splashed in the lake. The child immediately sank as soon as he pounced on him. His body was getting farther and farther away from the shore, and his struggle became significantly smaller.

Yang Li was hoarse, and when she saw her dog disappearing on the water, a sense of despair arose.

Since she married into the Yang family, her husband has treated her very well. Eight years ago, her husband died of illness, so she wanted to follow her at that time, but when she thought that her husband had repeatedly told her to take good care of her children before her death, she finally gave up this idea and worked alone on her own and rested at sunset for eight years. It can be said that the child is her only sustenance for life.

Now that the dog is about to die, he is powerless, so what is the face of living?

"Woo woo..." Yang Li raised his hand to wipe away tears, gritted his teeth with red eyes: "The dog is waiting, my mother is here."

After saying that, he jumped and flew into the lake. His figure stirred up the water and left the beach. However, he stopped and slowly sank.

At this moment, a whirlpool suddenly appeared on the lake surface, and a column of water rose from it, carrying two figures to push it to the shore. It was the woman and her child and dog.

"Cough, cough...dog..." Yang Li coughed and called out his son's word "life". When he opened his eyes, he found that his son was right beside him. He immediately rushed up and hugged him tightly. He was so excited that he burst into tears and muttered: "Thank you for blessing, thank you for blessing..."

"Where is the woman Yang Li?" Suddenly, a majestic voice exploded in Yang Li's ears.

"Ghost?" Yang Li was stunned. He looked around and looked at no one. His face suddenly became frightened, and the child hugged him tighter.

"Hmph!" Seeing this, the voice seemed extremely angry.

"You...who are you?" Yang Li said tremblingly with a pale face.

"Three days ago, you came to my grass temple to burn incense. Now I see you and my son are in trouble. I pity you for many years since your husband died, so I came to save you to repay your incense." The voice eased a lot, and was still full of majesty.

"Cook incense three days ago..." When Yang Li heard this, he seemed to have thought about something, and his eyes became shocked: "You, you are Hu Bo!"

“That’s right.”

There are three temples in the village, one is the Land Temple, one is the Hubo Temple, and one is the God of Wealth Temple.

On weekdays, everyone farms and prays for a good harvest, and then seeks wealth. Therefore, they only worship the land and the God of Wealth, not the useless Hubo.

Yang Li remembered that she passed by after hoeing the fields three days ago. Seeing that the temple was in ruins, she remembered her similar home and felt pity in her heart. She wiped the incense burner and the Hebo tablet again, and then put on the incense stick before leaving.

"Thank you, Lord Hu Bo!" After understanding this cause and effect, Yang Li kowtowed repeatedly.

At this time, the voice said again: "Since you two have nothing to do, go back to cultivate yourself. Remember to accumulate virtue and do good deeds. There will be rewards. Remember--"

It was not until the voice gradually disappeared that Yang Li looked up and said yes in her mouth, but her heart was very awe of the god Hubo, and she was almost dead and alive, and her feelings of losing and regaining made her decide something.

The next morning, early in the morning, she pulled the dog and stepped onto the basket and walked towards the east end of the village.

On the way, I met the witch Xie, who was covered in black gauze dress and an old face full of powder in the wrinkles and gullies. When asked what she was going to do, she smiled and said she went to Hubo Temple to fulfill her wish.

"Repay your wish? Hehe, could Hu Bo appear?" Xie Taoist teased.

Yang Li nodded implicitly when he heard this. Xie Shenpo was amused: "The land temple, the God of Wealth Temple has been incense and has never seen a rich man or a big landlord in our village. The Hubo Temple Fair, which is even more broken than a pit, appears? Why did it appear? Or send fish to you every day? Then why would you believe in the Red Immortal? Then the Great Immortal may give you a good husband when he appears, hehehehe..."

The old woman's face was full of wrinkles and smiled, and the powder fell down.

Hearing these distraught words, Yang Li frowned and pulled Gou'er to ignore her. She went to a dilapidated small house. Half of the roof fell off. I don't know which plaque was taken back and burned, and even the threshold was removed.

This is Hubo Temple.

There are cracks in the temple, and grass grows among the rubble.

There is a rough stone shrine in front of the hall, inside which is a wooden spirit card with unclear handwriting and cracks. The brass incense burner in front of the spirit card is gray.

Take out the futon from the basket and put it on the ground. He pulled the dog down and knelt down together, clasped his hands together and said, "The trusted wife, Yang Li, pays homage to Hubo, and I'm here to fulfill her wish."

Kowtow three times, take out incense, candles, flowers, fruits, rags, brooms and other items from the basket, start cleaning, and add new things to the temple.

After a while, the temple was much cleaner, three incense burned slowly and green smoke curled up. This Hubo Temple, which had been silent in the village for almost a hundred years, has become a bit incense for the first time today.

Yang Li took a break for a while, tidied up his dress and knelt again, folded his hands together, and looked pious: "The grace of saving lives is rebuilt. I believe that my wife is weak and cannot repay her. Please take care of her. Hubo, please be more responsible... The wife of the wife will come here to guard the temple every day, so as to be as poor as possible. I only ask you to bless my dog ​​to grow up peacefully."

After saying that, he pulled the dog and kowtowed.

At this moment, three gray and thin threads floated out from Yang Li’s head, and there were two on the dog’s head, and a total of five were floating up and merged into the spirit card.

The spirit sign lit up slightly, and the ten almost invisible words on it, "Xingliu Village Xiangliu Lake Hubo God Position" seemed to be drawn with a pair of hand-carrying pens, which were a little clearer.

At the same time, in a simple house at the west end of the village, the sleeping boy suddenly felt a hot eyebrows and opened his eyes suddenly.

His name is Ao Yan. He was originally an employee of "Earth". He was smashed by a Hubo merit monument while traveling. When he woke up, he found that there was a strange symbol in his mind.

A few days ago, when Yang Li came to burn incense for Hubo Temple, he suddenly felt a heat in his forehead and the symbol suddenly flashed blue light.

It turned out that this was a Hubo priest Fu Zhao, who ranked tenth among all the immortal officials. Xiangliu Village is the foundation of his incense, and Xiangliu Lake next to the village is his territory.

Compared with the land temple and the God of Wealth in the village, his Hubo Temple is really inferior to thatched pits.

Fortunately, Yang Li's offering gave him three incense power, inspiring Hubo Fu Zhao, thus allowing him to realize many of the potential powers and possess abilities that he had never dared to imagine before.

This is the magical power brought by Fu Zhao.

Using magical powers requires consuming the power of incense, which makes him smile bitterly and cherish the number of times he uses magical powers.

Yesterday, he heard Yang Li shouting while inspecting the Xiangliu Lake. He felt compassionate and consumed two traces of incense to use the magical power of water to save the mother and son. At the same time, his head was filled with a light of incense and he used another trace of incense to speak the words with the sound transmission technique.

The folk customs here are ancient, people are simple in their hearts, and have always respected ghosts and gods and knew how to be grateful.

As soon as he heard his words, Yang Li came to his temple to burn incense this morning. This not only allowed him to reclaim three incense, but also his son, Dog'er, came to burn incense and offer two incense.

"Now I have five incense, huh? This time I actually got the power of merit!"

Ao Yan sat up from the bed and carefully checked the five gray hair-thick incense forces that were wrapped around Fu Zhao. He was happy when he suddenly realized that there were golden lights as big as fireflies floating above Fu Zhao.

After careful understanding, he realized that this is the power of merit.

My Hubo Fu Zhao is a tenth rank, and there is room for promotion. Just like an promotion in the mortal world, promotion requires political achievements, and promotion of gods requires merit. Merit is from the recognition of good deeds by heaven.

"I am now in the tenth grade, and I only have a few basic magical powers in Xiangliu Lake in a radius of two miles. Once I get up, my territory will not only expand, but my magical powers will also increase. But in this way, I need more merits. But what can I do with my fourteen-year-old body? Unless - I can get more incense, so I can use my magical powers to do good things and gain merits!"

I felt cheerful in my heart.

"In this way, I have to find a way to get more incense power. Hiss—the incense power comes from the worship of others to me. The more people worship, the more prosperous it will be, just like the Land Temple and the God of Wealth Temple."

Ao Yan's face turned black for no reason.

There are only two empty temples, the Land Temple and the God of Wealth Temple, and there is no such thing as "traveling together". Isn't this just occupying the pit and not stool, but it's still so "popular". My true ability, the Hubo, was ignored.

I feel very unhappy. It seems that one day I have to find an opportunity to get rid of those two temples...

At this moment, a strange scream suddenly sounded, and Ao Yan was depressed, his expression sluggish.

Gulululululululu...

It turns out that I'm hungry.

He pursed his mouth, touched his stomach, looked up at the nine-square cottage. Apart from a bed, there were mud and dust falling into a wall that fell into a sloppy place, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"I'm going to be Lord Hu Bo, and I'm going to be a god. I don't even know where to go for the next meal."

Before coming here, his identity was an orphan and he was usually supported by his neighbors. Now that he has come, as a young man with thoughts and ambitions, it is naturally impossible to live such a life without any more. Of course, he cannot live a shameless life with the people around him.

Besides, he is now fourteen. According to local customs, he will get married in another year, and he will have children in another two years...

Well, this matter is too far-reaching. Ao Yan thinks he should come back to his senses first and solve the problem of the Five Insect Temple.

First, you have to find something to eat, and then think about getting rich slowly. The question is where does the food come from?

His mind changed, and he thought about it and hit his identity as a Hubo, and his territory - Xiangliu Lake. After thinking for a long time, he murmured: "The wool comes from the sheep. I have five traces of incense now. There seems to be a lot of fish and shrimp in the lake, hehe..."
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