"Master! The stove can talk, the stove is alive!"

The little girl shouted in surprise.

Cheng Fan looked at the stove suspiciously. There was no yin energy here, and there were no ghosts hiding in it.

The only ghost-like little girl in the room was still sleeping soundly in the guest room.

Cheng Fan immediately checked with his consciousness, but there was nothing unusual about the stove.

"I don't know what kind of god he is. Please come out and tell me face to face." Cheng Fan said loudly.

"Hey, I'm over here, look up."

This time the sound was clearer, just above the stove.

Everyone followed the sound and saw a niche for the Kitchen King.

Cheng Fan was slightly startled, as the voice seemed to come from the Kitchen King's niche.

"Are you the Kitchen God?"

"Hey, it's me who has met Dao Xuan. Can we discuss not to dismantle this stove?"

Everyone was shocked when they saw the mouth of the clay statue of the Kitchen God in the Kitchen King's niche opening and closing, and the sound they just heard came out!

"It's easy to say, easy to say. You are the Master of the Stove Lord. Just call me Daoxuan. How can I be called a real person in front of you?"

Cheng Fan immediately bowed to the Stove Lord and said humbly.

Everyone followed suit and bowed to the Stove Lord respectfully.

"Hey, you are being humble, aren't you? Times have changed. Nowadays, I am very satisfied with having a foothold. How can I still hold the title of 'Siming Zhenjun'?"

Talking face to face, Cheng Fan clearly sensed the very weak power of incense in Stove Lord.

Ah this...

The Kitchen God is one of the highest-status incense gods among the people.

He is responsible for managing the kitchen fires of each family, and is also responsible for supervising the good and evil deeds of the whole family, and reporting them to heaven regularly, so he is worshiped by the people.

People often say "three sacrifices to the Kitchen God", which means worshiping the Kitchen God on the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month every year, which is said to ward off evil spirits, eliminate disasters, and welcome good fortune.

Logically speaking, Kitchen God's incense shouldn't be so weak, right?

"It's rare for the Stove Lord to come here, why don't you come out and talk about it? Ming Zhen, please serve me some good tea."

"Yes! Master."

Seeing Cheng Fan's warm invitation, the Kitchen King Shiran walked out of the Kitchen King's niche and nodded to everyone present with a smile.

Xu Huan brought a pot of brewed spiritual tea and placed it on the table.

Cheng Fan promptly asked the Kitchen Lord to take a seat. The others stood aside curiously. Fortunately, the Kitchen Lord didn't care about this either.

"please."

"Thank you very much."

The Stove Lord directly picked up the teapot, poured himself a full cup of spiritual tea, and held it close to take a whiff.

"Well... the spiritual energy is much stronger than when that guy came here, and the aroma of tea is also very strong. Not bad, not bad."

Hearing this, Cheng Fan couldn't help but ask, "Master Stove, were you there when Mr. Nian came?"

"Hey, stop calling me princely, Shengfen! Just call me Lao Zao."

"I'd better call you Zaojun..."

Cheng Fan said sarcastically.

The Stove Lord smiled and waved his hand, "Whatever you want, I noticed the aura of Nian Beast that day, so I stopped by and took a look. We were already craving for your cup of spiritual tea, hehehe..."

The Stove Lord sighed in admiration, and then took a sip of the spiritual tea in the cup.

"That old monster doesn't know how to taste tea at all. He drinks from cows and doesn't know how to taste it at all."

Cheng Fan smiled awkwardly from the side.

I just sent a message to the City God a while ago to ask for Nian Suixi to come back. If he hears it, I really don’t know what will happen...

"Hey, Daoxuan, do you know why I pay attention to you?"

Seeing the Stove Lord's smiling face, he seemed to have been paying attention to him for a long time.

Cheng Fan said: "Xiao Dao is really not sure, but Xiao Dao would venture to make a guess. Is it related to the stove?"

"Hey, you're right!"

Kitchen Lord Cheng Fan gave a thumbs up, and then said: "You should have noticed that the power of incense in my body is getting weaker and weaker. I really don't know how long I can last..."

"Why is this? You are the Zao Lord, you should be accepted by thousands of families..."

Cheng Fan was a little dumbfounded.

Even the Kitchen God, who has the broadest mass base, is in trouble. How can other incense gods still survive?

Before he finished speaking, the Stove Lord waved his hand, interrupting Cheng Fan's intention to continue.

He said with some distress: "Besides those old people, who will worship me now? Who still remembers that there is such a Stove Lord in this world?"

"Look, even in this Wuzhen Mountain, most of the households have gas stoves, induction cookers, rice cookers..."

"There are not many traditional earthen stoves like yours in Guanli."

"If I hadn't stopped you just now, you might have dismantled this stove, right?"

The Stove Lord stared at Cheng Fan quietly, making Cheng Fan extremely embarrassed.

It's like the feeling of being caught doing bad things in front of others.

"How could it be? Don't worry, we will never demolish it."

Cheng Fan said without hesitation.

With the Stove King's attention, this stove must be saved.

After receiving Cheng Fan's assurance, the Stove Lord suddenly smiled and nodded with satisfaction.

Turning his head, he said to the little girl:

"Hey, I told you a story last time on New Year's Eve. I also want to tell you a story. I wonder if little girl would like to hear it?"

Cheng Fan was greatly surprised when he heard this. The Stove Lord seemed to really pay attention to the Dishui View, and he even called out the little girl's name.

"Huh? Does Grandpa Zaojun know little girl?"

The little girl blinked Kazilan's big eyes, with a hint of doubt in her eyes.

The Kitchen God laughed happily: "Of course, the Kitchen God has watched the little girl grow up, so come and sit."

"Okay! Then come over and listen to the story!"

The little girl showed a heart-warming smile, ran to the table, sat on the small bench, and rested her chin on the edge of the table.

The Kitchen God gently patted the little girl on the head and laughed happily.

"I've wanted to do this for a long time. I'm really happy that someone is willing to listen to me..."

"I can't remember when I started showing up."

"Since the time I appeared, I have been walking around in people's homes, watching them being born, growing up, getting married, holding babies..."

"People say that I will repay your good and evil deeds to His Majesty. Oops, this is really a huge misunderstanding. I am not of a high rank. I just write a memorial and submit it to the superiors. Your Majesty has many things to do every day. I don't know if I see it or not."

ah……"

The Kitchen God had a look of helplessness on his face. His reputation seemed inconsistent with his responsibilities.

"The happiest time for me is usually when I look forward to when every family is cooking, guessing what the family will cook today, and then seeing their expressions while eating."

"Some wealthy and wealthy families are very cold when they eat, and no one pays attention to anyone else. On the contrary, there are many families who can barely afford to eat, but each person still eats the steamed buns very deliciously."

"While they were making concessions for a mouthful of steamed buns, I, the little god in charge of the stove, couldn't do anything for them."
Chapter completed!