In fact, Li Xiuyuan had already encountered a stream before he could get close to the fire.
At night, the chirping of insects and the croaking of frogs covered the sound of the gurgling water.
In addition, the surrounding vegetation was lush. If they had not been here, it would have been difficult to detect them in broad daylight.
He sensed it carefully and did not notice anything unusual. The stream instantly became a place for revelry. With his digitized body, he should not catch a cold or anything like that. Li Xiuyuan did not hesitate to wash his entire body before stopping.
He was wearing wet clothes with half of his sleeve missing, but his speed unconsciously increased.
As the fire got closer and closer, Li Xiuyuan quickly discovered that it was actually a dilapidated temple.
The desolate mountain was a ruined temple, a place where gods and ghosts gathered. He could not afford to be careless.
Just as he was about to take a peek through the window, a cursing voice suddenly came from inside."Who is it? You fell into a manure pit and got divorced!”
Such a bold accent made Li Xiuyuan's anxious heart relax.
However, he also subconsciously sniffed his own body.
It didn't make sense! The Body Cleansing Spell cleared the demonic aura on the body, and the stream washed away the dust of the immortal fart. Could it be that I really entered the abalone shop and didn't know its stench after smelling it for a long time?
Li Xiuyuan felt a chill run down his spine when he thought about how terrifying a person's adaptability was.
In fact, the reason was very simple. For example, the sewer in your bathroom smelled rotten. When you first entered, you would definitely frown, but after squatting on the toilet bowl and brushing the acne sound for a long time, you would completely adapt and forget about it.
"I'm sorry, friend. I just passed by the Mass Grave and encountered a yellow ferret spirit. I wonder if I can go in and borrow some light to dry my clothes?”
As he spoke, he also came to the entrance of the temple. The space inside wasn't big, and there was even a god statue worshiped.
Although there were countless spider webs and dust, Li Xiuyuan immediately recognized that it was a statue of the elderly lord.
He took a step back and looked up at the plaque of the temple. It was already empty. He didn't know if it had been used as a weapon by Blackie's good friend Pang Bo or if it had been chopped up by passersby and burned as firewood.
"Filthy aura! Forget it, come in."
Li Xiuyuan looked in the direction of the voice and realized that the person who spoke was hiding in the shadows of the corner.
There were some soft straws beside the fire. It seemed that this person had been forced to a corner by the stench on his body.
This person was tall and big. He covered his face with a bamboo hat as if he wanted to isolate the stench from Li Xiuyuan's body.
That familiar Henan accent made Li Xiuyuan feel good about her.
In fact, most people seemed to have a lot of complaints about stealing manhole covers. However, in fact, in ancient China, Henan was the so-called Central Plains in martial arts novels. It was a place where heroes thrived.
He did not see this person at the entrance of the temple just now because of the angle. However, his tone was full of complaints at the beginning, but he still asked him to come in and rest by the fire. It was obviously because of the injury on his arm.
Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan felt a little more grateful.
"Thank you for your loyalty, friend!"
That person didn't reply. He snorted coldly and didn't say anything else.
Sitting beside the fire, Li Xiuyuan noticed that there was a steel knife stabbed into the ground. There was also a roast chicken dripping with oil on the tip of the knife.
Looking at the broken and even damaged statue, Li Xiuyuan sighed and placed the wet linen sleeve at his waist on the altar.
It was bitten off by the stream.
Anyone who had been scalded knew that once the scalded part touched the clothes, it would be burning and painful.
Li Xiuyuan originally wanted to use this half of his sleeve to block the fuel and wrap it around the tree branch to make a torch. Now it seemed…
The temple was completely silent, except for the crackling sounds of firewood from the bonfire.
The summer temperature was high, and in front of the firewood, the clothes were quickly dried. However, the burn on his arm hurt badly every time he felt the fire.
In order to divert his attention, he looked left and right. However, when his eyes saw the incense burner on the Old Lord's table, his eyes suddenly lit up.
He immediately stood up and walked to the statue of Lao Zi.
Considering that this realm was filled with ghosts and gods, Li Xiuyuan took a deep breath and said respectfully,"Grand Supreme Heavenly Lord of Dao and Virtue, I have no intention of offending you. Now that I'm not feeling well, I hope you can lend me some incense. If you agree, I'll throw three copper coins in front of you. If I get the three suns, I'll know you agree. No matter what the result is, I will sincerely kowtow and clean your mud body!”
After saying that, Li Xiuyuan respectfully knelt before the statue and took out three copper coins. He clasped his hands together and gathered his qi.
His palm stopped at his glabella for a while before he threw it out.
The copper coins fell to the ground with a tinkling sound. Coincidentally, it was three backs on top. The side of the copper coin with words was yin, and the side without words was yang.
Li Xiuyuan could not help but be overjoyed at this result. After thanking him again, he pushed away the layer of floating soil on the incense burner and grabbed a handful of ashes to sprinkle on the wound on his right arm.
It was unknown if it was a psychological effect or if this thing really worked, but after a short period of pain, a cool feeling quickly came from the wound.
In modern medicine, the use of incense ash to stop bleeding in ancient China was considered a superstition. In fact, this was not the case. The Taoist incense was called " Qingxiang ". It was generally made from various plants that could calm the mind or Chinese herbs that had the effect of cleaning the air. There were even some high-grade fragrances that contained honey, yellow wine, and other anti-inflammatory and antiseptic substances.
Of course, if it was in this kind of supernatural world where gods and demons existed, then the effect of Ge Hong's " Incense Vehicle " scroll might be better.
Of course, there was another more important reason: Although it was confirmed that there were many ghosts in the Mass Grave, there were still many pedestrians passing by. This meant that this path was safe for storyline characters to a certain extent. This place was at least ten kilometers away from the town. Even if there were bad people in the town, it would not affect this place.
Therefore, the statue of Lao Zi here must be magical. Otherwise, how can it protect passers-by?
He could owe anyone a debt, but could he owe a debt to a Celestial Venerable?
Li Xiuyuan immediately began to clean up the debris in the temple.
After kneeling respectfully, he took the half sleeve and started to clean the spider webs and dust on the statue.
After more than an hour of busy work, they had to enter and exit the temple stream seven or eight times before they were almost done cleaning up.
Even with the support of his digitized body, Li Xiuyuan was still exhausted. When he sat down again, he realized that the incense ashes had long been stained with sweat like mud.
He smiled helplessly, but in the next moment, he suddenly woke up.
His arm, which had been in pain just a moment ago, did not feel any pain at all at this moment. He gently touched the wound, but there was still no reaction.
He hurriedly opened his attribute panel to take a look. The HP he had lost had completely recovered. Even his mental strength was full.
Overjoyed, he hurriedly bowed and thanked the statue again.
She happily went to the stream to wash the incense ash, then walked back and sat beside the fire.
"Eh, your injuries are actually healed."
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