"Lu Ban?"

"Exactly!"

Shi Gongfu said: "Gongshuzi is the founder of the world's craftsmen, and many people in Shoushan Town worship him. If the mountain god builds a temple, he may give up a piece of green tile and invite Gongshuzi into the temple. This is to show his devotion to him."

What’s good is that it’s the best of both worlds.”

Mo Chuan's eyes lit up and he praised: "Shi Gong's words are very wonderful!"

But no, Mo Chuan would never have thought of this without Mr. Shi’s reminder.

When Lu Ban was invited into the temple and the Shoushan masons paid homage to Lu Ban, wouldn't they also pay homage to the mountain god?

——It’s easy and effortless anyway. In this way, it can be called a win-win situation.

Mr. Shi was overjoyed: "The mountain god is so complimentary! Since Mr. Lei Jun is invited to the temple, Mr. Lei Jun may also be invited to the temple. Mr. Lei Jun once cured the evildoers in the mountains and won the incense of the townspeople. He is also qualified to get a piece of green tiles."

Mo Chuan's smile faded and he looked directly at Mr. Shi.

Shi Gong was looked at incomprehensibly, and felt restless. He seemed to be thinking of something, and he wanted to defend himself, but he didn't know how to speak.

"Shi Gong is a great benefactor. If a temple is built, it should have a Shi Gong incense burner."

After a long time, Mo Chuan promised in a deep voice.

When Mr. Shi heard this, his heart skipped a beat.

Damn it, Lord Mountain God wouldn’t think that my ultimate goal of listing Gongshu Zi and Lei Jun is to carry himself into the temple, right?

Thinking of this, Shi Gong felt anxious and subconsciously wanted to explain. When the words came to his lips, he thought about it and decided to forget it.

This kind of thing will only become more and more unclear the more it is explained.

"Little God, thank you, Lord Mountain God, for your love!"

Shi Gong stood up and bowed his hands.

"Go! If there is anything going on in the mountain, let me know at any time."

"yes!"

Shi Gong bowed, turned around and was about to leave. After thinking for a moment, he turned back.

"Lord Shan Shen, something happened in Shoushan Town recently. I wonder whether I should talk about it or not?"

"speak!"

"Recently, townspeople often come and go to light incense and pray in front of Lei Jun's shrine. They bluntly say that there is a problem with the waterway, and the boatmen charge very high prices, so that there is a backlog of stone tools, which is miserable! The little god has little magic power, and he is possessed by birds to inquire and listen faintly.

Then, there was a water demon in the Chengye River downstream of Shoushan, which caused the water price to rise sharply and affected Shoushan's business."

Shi Gong quickly spoke concisely and comprehensively, and told the rumors one by one.

"Chengye River, is there a water demon?"

Mo Chuan frowned secretly. He was just trying to develop Shoushan, but unexpectedly he met Yao Mozi.

"This god knows."

"Farewell, little god!"

Shi Gong did not dare to ask whether the Mountain God would handle the matter, so he quickly bowed and resigned.

Mo Chuan pondered for a moment, then tapped the table with his fingers.

After a while, Yingying, the fierce ghost king in red clothes, came over, bowed Yingying and said: "My little lady has met the mountain god!"

"Has this skin ever affected your strength?"

"Thanks to the care of the Mountain God, this little skinny girl is very happy to use it."

"That's good! I remember that when I first met you, I lived in the Cold Pond. Is there any connection there?"

"This is a joke to the mountain god. It's just that the little girl felt that her whole body was dirty, so she borrowed the water from the cold pool to purify her body!"

"So that's it. It's over. Don't dwell on it anymore. I heard that there is a water monster in the Chengye River. I'm not very familiar with the things in the water. Please follow me for a trip, maybe I need you.

Take action to quell the disaster."

Mochuan is a generous road.

Since he is a mountain god, it is normal for him not to be good at water methods.

Although he mastered the "skill of drinking water", if this skill does not move, it will be fine, but if it moves, it will be huge. If he really swallowed the Chengye River, it would be too ostentatious.

It's better to keep a low profile now.

Shi Gong once said that the girl in red had half a Taoist skill, but Mo Chuan looked at her and was able to hug her old lover Zhao Jincao. Even if she didn't have a Taoist skill, she was still better than a Jiazi.

With the special power of the four ghosts of Taoism, it should not be a problem to deal with ordinary evil spirits.

"If the mountain god calls me, I will not hesitate even if I die."

The woman in red looked solemn when she heard this and made a blessing ceremony.

"It's very inconvenient to walk around the world as a ghost, so just go inside this umbrella!"

As Mo Chuan spoke, he stretched out his hand and shook it, and an oil-paper umbrella fell into his palm.

This is one of the Wuzhu Taoist collections.

It's not a magic weapon, but it's quite well made, and it's enough to protect against wind and rain, and it's more than enough to be used to hide evil spirits.

"yes!"

Upon seeing this, the woman in red immediately turned into a stream of light and fell into the umbrella.

Mo Chuan revealed his true appearance, holding the oil-paper umbrella in his arms, trying to find an incense and take a shortcut.

After searching for a while, I couldn't find the incense, so I had to walk away.

…

…

Chengye River is located to the east of Shoushan Mountain. It is a branch that flows through Fengchao, Yan and Kemao cities and merges into Dongyu River!

Among them, Yancheng is the closest to Shoushan Town.

Most of Shoushan's commodities depart from Yancheng Port and flow all over the world.

Today, the port of Yancheng is just like in the past, bustling with people, porters and carts coming and going in an endless stream.

From time to time a ship would dock, and the porters would immediately swarm them, shouting and grabbing for their lives.

There are also ships preparing to set off, and they are placing sacrifices and offering incense. Several Taoist priests in yellow robes are standing in front of the tables, chanting words, or sprinkling talismans and water, or waving whisks, setting up an altar to perform rituals.

"May I ask, brother, which deity are you worshiping?"

A porter, who was resting with his pole in his arms and watching the excitement, suddenly heard a voice asking questions. He turned around and saw a Taoist priest in green with red lips and white teeth, bowing his head and asking questions.

"We are offering sacrifices to ghosts! The Taoist master is unaware of something. Recently, there are water ghosts in the river. If you skip the boat and don't worship, the boat will overturn and the cargo will most likely be spilled!"

The porter spoke with a local accent and spitted.

"Is there anything else?"

The Qingyi Taoist looked surprised.

"No, there have been five accidents this month, including an old helmsman who has been running boats for twenty years!"

The porter looked very sad.

"There are no Taoist monks around here to take care of it?"

"Well, why don't you come and take care of this?"

The porter pursed his lips to the Taoist priests who were setting up an altar to perform magic.

Mo Chuan had already seen the method of refining gods and controlling qi when he came, and he knew that those few were either liars or unconventional Taoist disciples.

'Is Taoism declining? Why don't those temples spread out here?'

Mo Chuan murmured in his heart.

"Master Dao, are you going to take a boat?"

"Yes, may I ask if you have any recommendations?"

"Yes, yes, I know a boatman who is cheap and has a good boat. He will definitely deliver the Taoist master to his destination."

"Oh, this relationship is great, please introduce me to me."

Mo Chuan looked happy and held his hands in arms.

After a warm introduction by the porter, we walked through the bustling port and stopped at an inconspicuous shoal next to the port.

Mo Chuan took a quick look and saw on the shoal a shabby ferry with a flat and wide bow, quietly docked on the river bank.

On the bow of the boat, an old sailor was sorting out the fishing nets. He looked like he had multiple jobs.

On the shore, several people were already standing waiting for guests to cross the river.

As soon as Mo Chuan approached, he heard a burst of whispers:

"Mom, let's find another boatman. This place...is so remote, isn't it a water bandit?"

Water bandits?

Gee, this feeling is good.

"Master Dao, let me tell you, this boatman is famous throughout our country..."

"That's it, how much does it cost?"

"ha?"

The porter, who was worried that his guests would run away and was about to boast a lot, was stunned when he heard this.
Chapter completed!