When the old man came out again, he had a basket in his hand containing some scented wax paper money.

As if he had not seen Wang Zun, the old man put two candles, three sticks of incense and burned a stack of yellow paper on the roadside.

There was still a lot of scented wax paper money in the basket. The old man hung the basket on his hoe, picked up the load, and walked up the mountain.

After the old man didn't speak, Wang Zun didn't speak either from beginning to end. This kind of person has a somewhat strange temper. Unless it is absolutely necessary, it is better not to speak.

Following the old man, Wang Zun also went up the mountain. The road on the mountain seemed to be built by the old man. He was familiar with the road and came to a platform halfway up the mountain.

This is a newly developed small platform with four holes dug, which should be used to load the four earthen jars.

Wang Zun was very surprised. Other earthen jars could just be placed directly on the ground. Why should these four be buried?

"Since you're here, can you help me?"

The old man suddenly spoke and looked at Wang Zun.

"What I wish for!"

The old man's eyes widened and he looked Wang Zun up and down, looking at him as if he was a ghost.

What you want?

Why is this not allowed?

Wang Zun:?_?

Did you say it wrong?

"Refining four pieces of yellow paper in each pit and throwing them in. There is also black rice in the basket, so sprinkle a handful in each pit!"

Wang Zun didn't ask why, he just did as he was told.

After doing all this, the old man put down the burden and prepared to put one of the earthen jars into the pit.

Wang Zun wanted to help, but the old man scolded him.

"Don't move. This is not your fault. It will cause big trouble. You are very brave, but that doesn't mean you won't encounter anything."

"good!"

Wang Zun did not force it.

Come to think of it, normal people would stay away from this kind of thing, right?

He still wants to go up and help!
Chapter completed!