Chapter 121: Incense Temple's Unusual Movement

The next day, when Lin Feng just woke up, he sensed that the *Zhiren* army in the underworld had suffered quite a few losses.

"Lost more than three hundred heavy-armored *Zhiren* in just one night?"

After carefully sensing the situation of the *Zhiren* army, Lin Feng frowned. Such a loss could not be said to be unbearable, but it was definitely not a good thing if it lasted for a long time!

However, in return, the *Zhiren* army suppressed two *Li Gui*, more than a dozen major *Gui*, and more than a hundred small *Gui*.

These harvests were enough to offset the losses of the heavy-armored *Zhiren*, but Lin Feng knew that the reason for such a large loss of heavy-armored *Zhiren* was not the suppression of these *Guiyi*.

It was that last night, after the *Zhiren* army built the military camp, they arranged several small units to explore around the military camp. As a result, one of the units was completely wiped out, and more than three hundred heavy-armored *Zhiren* did not return.

"This underworld is full of strangeness everywhere. I'm afraid that *Xiong Gui*, *Zai Gui*, and even *Jie Gui* (Calamity Ghosts) are not in the minority..."

After roughly figuring out the specific reason, Lin Feng became even more careful. Anyway, he would absolutely not go to the underworld easily in the future if it was not necessary!

After organizing his thoughts, Lin Feng put on his clothes and walked out of the wooden house. Today he still had to go to the papermaking workshop to buy more mulberry paper.

At the same time, in Luohe City, Princess Qingyuan frowned at the secret letter in her hand.

She didn't expect Prince Li to get involved with the people of the Incense Temple again. Now, a large number of Incense Temple disciples were setting up incense-offering buildings in various villages and towns in Mingzhou.

As long as the common people who came to burn incense and worship the god statues could get some rice or cloth.

These things naturally didn't count for much for wealthy families, but in the eyes of ordinary common people, they were precious things.

For an ordinary family, having a new set of clothes from the beginning of the year to the end was a good year!

Not to mention that most places were currently suffering from drought, and I don't know how many families were short of food and clothing. In order to survive, let alone offer incense to gods, even becoming a slave was something they would fight to do.

"Father is being too hasty..."

After reading the secret letter, Princess Qingyuan was silent for a long time before saying in a low voice.

But no matter how she thought about it, she couldn't change anything, but such a change made her heart full of haze.

She had heard some rumors about the Incense Temple from her own master with her own ears: the world is in chaos, the Incense Master is born...

At noon, Lin Feng returned from Luohe City. This time he specifically bought two large bundles of old paper.

Not only paper eaten by insects, but even paper that became wrinkled due to water leakage or stained with stains, he wanted them all. Anyway, they were all used to make *Zhiren*, so there was no need to care about these.

"Woo-woo~"

Seeing Lin Feng return, Wangcai immediately wagged its tail and jumped around him, looking very excited.

"What did you catch again today?"

Seeing the look of this guy, Lin Feng immediately looked into the courtyard and found that there was indeed a wild rabbit bitten to death in the kitchen, along with a few mice lying neatly on the ground.

"Don't bring mice back in the future!"

Seeing these mice, Lin Feng's face turned black, and he directly grabbed Wangcai's ears and pointed at the mice to say to it.

"Woo-woo~"

Unfortunately, the wise eyes of this guy clearly didn't understand, and thought Lin Feng was letting it eat them itself.

So it immediately ran over and started eating, and the posture had a bit of a hungry wolf's shadow.

Old Quezi was sleeping in the house. Lin Feng called out and heard a response, so he didn't care.

Instead, he moved a lounge chair into the courtyard. This thing was specifically made by him for basking in the sun, which was much more comfortable than a small stool.

After eating the mice, Wangcai was also quite honest and lay down beside Lin Feng, occasionally pricking up its ears to listen to the movement around it.

Because Lin Feng had been using internal energy to comb its meridians and strengthen its physique for a long time, this black dog was now very sturdy.

Its fur was shiny, looking like black silk, and its body size had reached that of an adult dog. When it ran, you couldn't see its shadow at all.

Lin Feng touched its smooth fur casually, and at the same time calculated the time in his heart.

Don't look at the fact that this guy's body size was already quite large, but according to the real time, Wangcai was actually only four months old, and it was still a long way from adulthood.

"Never mind, wait a few more months. If your physique is strong enough then, try tattooing ghost patterns on your body."

Thinking about it, Lin Feng still didn't plan to take action now. On the one hand, it wasn't needed now, and on the other hand, he wanted to wait for it to become stronger.

Then Lin Feng closed his eyes on the lounge chair, and basking in the early winter sun made him feel sleepy.

However, in reality, his mind had already gone to the *Zhiren* specifically collecting corpses in Liuzhou.

Yesterday, all the rebel armies in Liuzhou had surrendered, and the officials and troops sent by the imperial court had retaken control of the entire Liuzhou.

It seemed that the military disaster caused by the Liuzhou rebellion had finally ended, but in reality, the remote villages and towns in Liuzhou were still in a very chaotic state.

There were people fleeing everywhere because of the military disaster, and some people even gathered in the mountains to become bandits. Many villages and towns had suffered heavy casualties because of the military disaster and were still in a mess.

After the corpse-collecting *Zhiren* under Lin Feng's command arrived in Liuzhou, they also wandered around collecting corpses. However, this time Lin Feng discovered something different.

Some villages and towns that were originally abandoned were gradually gaining popularity, so Lin Feng controlled the hemp-clad *Zhiren* to approach these villages and towns.

"God Temple?"

After the hemp-clad *Zhiren* gradually approached, Lin Feng saw a somewhat strange-looking wooden building. The whole wooden building was not large, and the door was wide open, allowing people to see at a glance the statue of an old man holding a scroll being worshipped inside.

Inside and outside the wooden building, many surviving common people were burning incense and kowtowing to the statue. Some people were even kowtowing while thanking it repeatedly in their mouths.

"Thank you, Five Blessings God Venerable, thank you, Five Blessings God Venerable, my family finally has a way to live!"

"Five Blessings God Venerable bless us! Five Blessings God Venerable bless us!"

"Save us from suffering, Five Blessings God Venerable..."

In addition to the common people who came to burn incense, Lin Feng also saw a few people wearing yellow robes. At this time, they were distributing some things to those devoutly thanking common people.

Cakes, rice, cloth, and even some copper coins. In short, this made Lin Feng stare blankly.

Because in this day and age, you don't give incense money when burning incense, but instead you can get rice and silver money—this is something I have never heard of!

No wonder there was a kneeling ground of common people here, and everyone looked more devout than the last!

However, Lin Feng still saw some ways through observing those people wearing yellow robes.

"Incense Temple!"

In the small courtyard, Lin Feng slowly opened his eyes and slowly said these two words.

"Will the Incense Temple do good deeds?"

"This is clearly unrealistic. This force will do everything except rebel, but it will never do good deeds!"

Lin Feng had clearly seen Song Renjie's life experience and had a relatively deep understanding of the Incense Temple.

These people are not good things, one by one. Sometimes, in order to make some special incense, they even specifically kill people, raise corpses, and finally grow the medicinal materials they want on the corpses.

This is just one of the things they do. The ancestors of the Incense Temple hold regular human sacrifices, which often lead to the total death of living people in some villages and towns!

"And who is that Five Blessings God Venerable?"

"One of the ancestors? No, there is no such title among the ten ancestors of the Incense Temple!"

"Could it be a fictional person..."

Lin Feng couldn't understand this behavior of the Incense Temple, and after thinking for a long time, he didn't find any clues.

Then he closed his eyes again and checked the situation in other parts of Liuzhou through other corpse-collecting *Zhiren*. ===== CHAPTER 122 =====