Chapter 311 Red-haired Ghost: Brother, I am the City God
It is not easy to be promoted to the fifth rank of Qian Hu.

There is no fixed number of centurions or even deputy centurions.

The imperial court has a limited number of vacancies for this thousand households. If Cao Jie wants to take the position, someone else must step down.

Therefore, Cao Jie, whose strength increased greatly, was soon targeted by those who were just sitting there doing nothing.

Wherever demons appeared, he would be sent to investigate.

It is called experience, but in fact it is just a trap to death.

So what if I die?
The Great Ming Dynasty is full of talented people. If one dies, he will no longer be a genius and will not be able to shoulder the responsibility of the country. It’s over once and for all.

Cao Jie's newly acquired body and "Ananda's Sword Technique of Breaking Vows" require a lot of actual combat to hone in on, so he naturally accepts all comers.

At worst, I can separate a part of my soul and come to the world of Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio.

The clone can do it with confidence!

On this day, Cao Jie was transferred by his superior to Tongzhou, where there was a demon trouble.

The sky and the earth were vast, and it was even more gray under the cover of the sandstorm.

In Tongzhou City, there is the City God Temple.

This temple is magnificently built, tall and solemn, with carved beams and painted buildings everywhere. There is a huge incense burner in the temple, and the incense in the burner is very strong.

Unlike the simple land temples in the countryside, the incense in the City God Temple is extremely strong all year round and never extinguished. Not to mention festivals, even on ordinary days, the City God Temple is always crowded with people.

Incense, paper money, and red candles were burned free of charge to worship the statue of the City God on the altar.

This City God Temple deity is six feet tall, wearing a black gauze official hat, a vermilion official robe with a flying python pattern, and pink boots. It has a solemn expression and is carved so vividly that it seems to be alive.

On both sides of the City God statue is a small statue.

At the entrance of the temple, there are couplets engraved on both sides, saying: Good and evil will be rewarded in due time; right and wrong should not be judged by time. Banner: I am selfless.

The wind was blowing up dust, the sky and earth were dark, and since it was not the first or fifteenth day of the lunar month, no one came to worship. The temple priests and the witches also kept their houses tightly closed, although the dust still poured in through every crack.

There was no one in the City God Temple and it was completely silent.

As soon as Cao Jie arrived in Tongzhou, he rushed to the City God Temple.

A few days ago, the Red-haired Ghost sent news that he had established a firm foothold in Tongzhou and was entrenched in the City God Temple.

As soon as Cao Jie entered the City God Temple area, he smelled a strong scent of incense. The scent was extremely pure, without any trace of paper ash.

Such a strong incense scent can only be possessed by a serious god.

Following the smell of incense, Cao Jie walked along and soon saw a red-haired ghost in a vermilion official uniform standing with his hands hanging down in front of the main hall of the City God Temple.

"elder brother!"

The red-haired ghost saluted with his fists, but his official uniform obviously didn't fit him well, making him look a little out of place.

"you……"

Cao Jie hesitated for a moment and asked, "How did you become the City God?"

The red-haired ghost laughed and said, "I stole it. The original City God was just a useless little ghost who occupied this place and collected incense. I couldn't stand him, so I stripped him of his official uniform and made him the Night Wandering God. I became the City God."

The so-called "incense" is an invisible kind of mental power - the power of incense.

Nian means belief and faith.

When people worship gods with sincerity and respect, and have no second thoughts, and make wishes, a kind of telekinesis will be generated, which is called "incense telekinesis". It is called incense, but it does not mean that the more incense is burned, the stronger the telekinesis will be. Instead, it can only be generated when the worshippers have pure and clean beliefs. As the saying goes, "Buddhas fight for a stick of incense", what they are fighting for is the will of the believers.

The importance and significance of this telekinesis to a ghost like the Red-haired Ghost is self-evident.

Cao Jie was not very familiar with this practice of becoming a god through incense, so he asked with a smile, "How does it feel to become a ghost?"

The red-haired ghost scratched the official hat on his head and said, "Don't mention it, I really feel a little different. Although my realm hasn't improved much, I have comprehended some magic skills, which are really useful."

Cao Jie was speechless and said, "Can this stolen City God be considered the real City God?"

"elder brother!"

The red-haired ghost grinned and said, "Brother, you have seized the throne of Zhao Song. Does that mean you are no longer the emperor? This city god that you have seized is also the real city god. It is the city god of Tongzhou, the red-haired ghost Liu Tang."

"..."

What you said makes a damn good point!
Cao Jie carefully sensed the Red-haired Ghost and felt a chill in his heart. His body, the City God, was solid, just like a living person, without the slightest sense of emptiness.

If it weren't for the strange appearance, he would have really thought it was an official standing here.

However, the City God is still different from living people. When the light from the temple shines on him, no human shadow can be seen.

It can be seen that he is not a real entity!
"Brother, you came to see me, but do you have anything to ask of me?"

Cao Jie nodded and said, "It's not a big deal. The people above are not happy with me, so they sent me to deal with the demon problem in Tongzhou."

"That tiger demon!"

The red-haired ghost said, "Recently, many believers have come to worship me and pray for the tiger demon to leave. Since my brother has been given this mission, I will help him to deal with the tiger demon."

Cao Jie patted the embroidered spring sword on his waist and said, "I have recently mastered a sharp sword technique, and I am in need of a demon to test my sword. Brothers, you can support me."

The red-haired ghost's eyes narrowed. "Brother does have an extremely sharp aura. Ordinary ghosts dare not approach him. Only now that I am an official, I have incense to protect me."

That night, the City God with a red hair led the way, and a group of night-wandering gods carried Cao Jie in a sedan chair and fled to the mountains of Tongzhou.

A mountain road covered with weeds finally appeared among the vast mountains.

The mountain road was rugged and there was no sign of human beings. The path was covered with slippery leaves. There were no wild animals in sight, only unknown birds jumping between the treetops.

Looking into the distance, there is no sign of human habitation, but there are traces of human activities.

But there must have been people living here a long time ago.

For example, the dilapidated temple located halfway up the mountain is the best proof.

The dilapidated temple is not big, with only two rooms, one in front and one in the back.

The sedan chair arrived in front of the temple gate and Cao Jie got off.

I saw that the dead grass nearby was half a foot high. The gate of the temple was not completely rotten, but only half of it was left. No one knew where the remaining half went.

With the help of starlight, you can clearly see the statue inside. It can be said that the sculpture is very crude and very hideous, with a green face and fangs, and a bloody heart in the right hand. Such an image is originally a bit cruel and bloody, but because of the sculptor's work, it looks a bit funny.

When I walked in to take a look, I saw that apart from the broken incense burner on the altar, most of the altar had collapsed, revealing the ugly earthen bricks mixed with straw, and a fishy and musty smell that went straight into my nostrils.

Naturally, the origin of this god is unrecognizable.

Maybe a mountain god.

The red-haired ghost went in to take a look, then came out and shook his head, saying, "The incense has been cut off, and the god inside has escaped. However, they did capture a little demon..."

(End of this chapter)