I am against feudal superstition, so I light incense on my midnight rice!

Chapter 2 People should avoid three long and two short things, and incense should avoid two short and one long things!
"Holy crap! Is it that scary? Streamer, you better stop trying to get yourself killed."

"Nah! This midnight rice with incense is even more awesome than sleeping in a cemetery! Hurry up, anchor! If you can prove this is feudal superstition, I'll give you a health check!"

A health check costs 58 yuan, and this guy can afford it.

"What's the big health care? As long as you dare to break the feudal superstition, I will give you a number!"

One No. 1, also known as a rocket, is equivalent to one thousand Dragon Coins. Even if the platform divides it in half, it will still be five hundred yuan.

Jiang Chen became even more excited when he thought about how easy it was to earn 500 yuan.

"Don't worry, brothers. I've found a suitable place. Look at the intersection ahead." Jiang Chen stretched out his bony fingers.
The audience looked in the direction.

There was a crossroads ahead that seemed to have been forgotten in a corner, emitting a gloomy atmosphere.

The surroundings were eerily silent, with only the occasional cold wind blowing, making an eerie whistling sound. The abandoned buildings stood darkly in all directions of the intersection, casting long shadows.

The markings on the ground are brand new, and it seems that this road was recently repaired, and the surrounding buildings are about to be demolished and rebuilt.

"This place is great. It looks cold enough here. It must be a place full of yin energy."

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! Anchor, please do your operation!"

"Don't be afraid, girls in the live broadcast room. I am very powerful and can give you a full sense of security. If there are single girls, please contact me. It's best to be a loli."

"Your calculations upstairs were so great that even I could hear them in America."

"Pervert, hooligan!"

"Ahem, okay, everyone, it's almost midnight now, so it's almost time to get ready."

Everyone looked at it intently upon hearing this.

Jiang Chen took out a bowl of pre-prepared white rice from his yellow cloth bag. It had been a while and the rice had become cold.

Then insert the three prepared incense sticks directly into the rice.

It does look quite scary when viewed this way.

Soon everything will be ready, and you just need to wait until the time comes to light the incense.

As time passed, the time on the phone soon became zero.

"Hurry up, host, hurry up and smell it."

"It's coming, it's really coming, it's so fucking exciting."

The audience was very curious about the superstition of lighting incense with rice at midnight, which they had never heard of before.

Without the audience's reminder, Jiang Chen lit the three incense sticks without any hesitation. The three red dots were particularly eye-catching in the dark night.

"Ding Ding Ding ~"

The crisp sound of Jiang Chen knocking on his bowl was heard in the live broadcast room.

Everyone couldn't help but become nervous, staring at the screen intently, afraid of missing anything.

However, seven or eight minutes passed, the incense had burned more than half, and still nothing strange happened.

This made the audience in the live broadcast room impatient.

There are even atheists who mock those who believe in feudal superstitions in live broadcast rooms.

"Everyone has seen it, right? Nothing happened. This is just feudal superstition passed down from ancient times, specifically designed to deceive people." Jiang Chen's hands were a little sore.
"Don't be impatient, host. The incense hasn't finished burning yet. And didn't you say you should wait until the incense is finished burning before eating?"

"Yes, yes, yes! Don't rush, host."

"Anchor, you'd better run away. I have a feeling something will happen to you sooner or later."

Jiang Chen was unfazed by the situation. He had already launched his attack and there was no turning back. Under the gaze of over a thousand people, the three incense sticks gradually burned down. However, the final appearance of the three incense sticks caused Jiang Chen's expression to change. His uncertain eyes kept looking at the rice bowl and the three incense sticks, and his expression was somewhat solemn.

There are more than a thousand people in the live broadcast room, and there are also some who know something.

"What's wrong with the anchor? Why is his face so serious?"

"Look, how come these three incense sticks are burning two short and one long? Aren't all three lit at the same time?"

"Host, you're done! My grandfather once told me that people are most afraid of three long and two short things, and incense is most afraid of two short and one long!"

"What does this mean? Can someone upstairs explain it to us?"

"Actually, I don't really understand it either. I just know it's a bad sign. It looks like the host knows, so let him clear it up for everyone."

Because this netizen's level was quite high, many people saw it and started asking questions.

"Actually, what this old friend said is correct. People are most taboo about three longs and two shorts, and incense is most taboo about two shorts and one long. Three longs and two shorts represent the coffin and the box, either of which should be put into the coffin or the box, while two shorts and one long represent heaven, earth, and man! This means one side won't tolerate me."

Jiang Chen has been learning from his cheap master since he was young, and he has learned Taoist theories, Feng Shui knowledge, and Qiankun Bagua.

But he felt that these were of no use at all.

I didn't expect the incense to burn like this.

"Is this world not as simple as I thought? But doesn't the system ask us to oppose feudal superstition? How can I oppose it?" Jiang Chen put his hand into the yellow cloth bag.

The people in the live broadcast room are not blind, so they can see it clearly.

"Holy crap! I didn't know there was such a thing. That's why the anchor is not tolerated by anyone. What has he offended?"

"That's awesome! Don't be a coward, eat the food and fight on. Maybe you can see the sun tomorrow."

"Yes, host, you are a disciple of Taoism. Your destiny must be that of rebar. Don't be timid at all."

Those who believed in feudal superstitions became even more agitated.

He kept mocking Jiang Chen for seeking his own death.

Some also felt fear and sympathy.

"Don't panic, everyone. This must be caused by the ingredients in the incense. Let me show you how I can break the feudal superstition!" Jiang Chen suddenly yelled, startling everyone.

"Master, before you brag next time, could you please put down the peach wood sword in your hand???"

"Not you, the anchor"

"Fuck, this guy is really going to fight hard, worthy of being a Taoist disciple, awesome!"

Although Jiang Chen knew something was wrong, he pretended to be indifferent.

Normally, it is impossible for incense to burn like this.

Sudden.

Gusts of cold wind suddenly appeared all around, whistling like ghosts screaming in the dark night. Even the audience in the live broadcast room could feel the changes around them.

The wind, sand and dust blew in his face, and Jiang Chen's Taoist robe was rustling.

The cold wind was extremely strong. Logically, the rice bowl on the ground could not withstand it. However, unexpectedly, the rice bowl on the ground seemed to be firmly fixed to the ground.

Not moving at all!

Jiang Chen was a little scared at this time. Although he was the head of the Demon-Suppressing Temple, he only had theoretical knowledge and his boxing and kicking skills were only good.

He was afraid that if he really provoked something strange, the peach wood sword and golden talisman in his hand would be useless and he would be really finished.

(End of this chapter)