There is an undercurrent surging in the city of Shangjing.
Seeing that the Immortal Conference was about to be held, there were more and more people coming and going, from all over the world, among them there were monsters and some different people.
But I saw the Taoist sitting on the side of the road, taking off the water bottle from his waist and taking a sip. It was really hot during the Sophora Festival, so I had to drink water constantly.
If Chen Changsheng were here, he would definitely recognize this person.
It was the Taoist Wuwei whom I met at that temple fair.
Today, he seems to have changed. It's not that his face has changed, but the aura on his body has become much more restrained, not as sharp as before.
Taoist Wuwei looked around and saw people coming and going on the street, and there were many monsters among them.
Along the way, he saw a lot, but rarely asked about it.
During those years of being mute, he did understand many things.
Taoist Wuwei rested for a while, and then walked towards the Chenghuang Temple in the capital city. As a member of the Taoist sect, he always wanted to pay his respects when he came to a place.
The incense in the Chenghuang Temple has been particularly prosperous recently.
In fact, it's because too many strange things have happened recently. Chickens and ducks that have been sucked dry of their blood for no apparent reason, cows that wake up with only skeletons left, and children who have lost their souls, and other strange things are common.
There are always evil spirits at work.
When Taoist Wuwei walked into the temple, he saw many shady people hurriedly out of the door with chains on them, full of murderous intent. Maybe something happened to them in the capital.
Taoist Wuwei came to his senses and walked into the temple immediately.
He took three merit incense sticks, knelt down and kowtowed in the City God's Temple to show his sincerity, and said the name of Qingxian Temple to show his respect.
After kowtowing three times, he slowly stood up.
Just as he was about to leave, he glanced away and saw a woman in the side hall with half of her face exposed.
Taoist Wuwei was stunned for a moment, then frowned.
"ghost?"
This look was also noticed by the woman.
After a while, the man and the ghost looked at each other.
The woman paused and then hid in the darkness.
When Taoist Wuwei walked quickly into the side hall, he saw that the female ghost had long since disappeared from the hall.
Taoist Wuwei thought for a moment and seemed to have thought of something.
He quickly came to the statue of the City God.
Look into the eyes of the statue.
"Qingxian Guanwuwei, please ask the City God to appear and see you."
As he finished speaking, a figure was seen walking out from behind the statue.
This figure can only be seen by Wuwei who has opened his Dharma Eyes.
The City God of Shangjing stepped forward, looked at Wuwei and said, "There are many pilgrims in the temple, so go out and talk."
Taoist Wuwei nodded, then turned around and walked outside.
I found a teahouse and found a secluded location.
Taoist Wuwei and the City God sat across from each other on the table.
The waiter at the teahouse came forward to pour tea and then left.
Taoist Wuwei was about to ask a question.
But I heard the City God say: "I know what the Taoist Master wants to ask, but this matter is not trivial. It's better that the Taoist Master doesn't know."
After hearing this, Taoist Wuwei said: "Master Chenghuang has misunderstood. I am a poor Taoist and I am unable to intervene. Previously, I just didn't understand why there were female ghosts walking around freely in the Chenghuang Temple. According to the rules of the underworld, shouldn't all the dead ghosts be sent in?"
Reincarnation, or suffering punishment in the underworld?"
The City God said: "That's true, but that girl really has a special status, and I am powerless to restrict her freedom."
Taoist Wuwei remained calm after hearing this, and asked: "What kind of identity or who is the guarantee, so that the Lord Cheng Huang is helpless?"
Lord Cheng Huang smiled and shook his head, but did not explain anything.
Taoist Wuwei understood that it seemed that he really couldn't ask anything.
He stopped asking, changed the subject, and asked: "Let's not talk about this anymore. By the way, when Pindao went to the temple to offer incense, he saw many evil men going out carrying chained long knives. But when they went out,
What happened?"
The City God said: "It hasn't stopped recently. Due to the Immortal Conferment Conference, more monsters have come to the capital. All the monsters among them have caused trouble. The underworld agents have been busy from morning to night, and they still haven't caught them all."
"I see……"
Taoist Wuwei nodded, this was exactly as he expected.
Then he said: "Although I am a humble Taoist, I can still be of some help. If Lord Cheng Huang doesn't mind, I can also help."
The City God smiled and said: "The Taoist Master is very righteous, but Yin Zhao has enough manpower, so some little demons don't need the Taoist Master to take action, but if we encounter difficulties, the little god will definitely speak up."
"Lord City God is so complimentary."
"Wherever I am, I have long heard that the immortals in the Qingshan Mountains are all coming out, and their grace is extraordinary. Now that I see it, it is really extraordinary."
Taoist Wuwei smiled warmly and drank tea with him.
But in fact, he was still wondering who the female ghost was.
Even the City God can't control it.
Moreover, just after a quick glance at the temple, Taoist Wuwei also saw that the female ghost was not an ordinary dead soul, but rather looked like a ghost cultivator practicing in a ghost body.
It is rare to see ghost cultivators, and besides, they are still practiced in the Chenghuang Temple.
What is the identity of that female ghost?
They chatted for a long time in the tea house, but the City God didn't have so much time. He said goodbye in a hurry and left. Qingxian Temple was a Taoist Guanyu who was consecrated by the Emperor himself. As the City God, he couldn't give it any face.
Taoist Wuwei left the teahouse and parted ways with the City God.
Then he was going to find a place to stay.
The people in the Taoist sect are all very poor. Although the name of Qingxian Temple is resounding throughout the world, the disciples on the mountain all think about cultivating the world. Where can they get any money? Most of them are in vain.
The same is true for Wuwei Taoists.
But he arrived a little late. There was no place to stay in or outside the capital, and almost all of them were occupied by people from all over the world.
Before entering the city, he saw many people from all walks of life resting underground on the roadside, so Taoist Wuwei's last choice was the roadside and underground.
He was not willing to join in the fun outside the city. There were too many people and monsters, so he simply found a secluded alley in the city, sat down and closed his eyes to meditate.
In fact, the streets are quite nice, spacious, and not too trendy, but that's not the case after nightfall. Recently, a curfew has been implemented in Beijing.
This is probably because there are too many monsters and ghosts, and this is done for the safety of the people.
"call……"
Taoist Wuwei took a deep breath and was about to rest.
But suddenly I heard some noises.
I saw a figure suddenly appear at the top of the city.
It has a bit of a demonic air, but it doesn't make Wuwei feel disgusted.
Taoist Wuwei looked at it and was stunned for a moment.
The civet flower on the wall also saw Wuwei, and immediately said, "The civet flower said that the smell is so familiar."
"Taoist Master, we meet again."
Taoist Wuwei naturally recognizes this cat, even if it turns into ashes.
He stood up from the ground.
Four eyes facing each other.
Taoist Wuwei gave a small salute and said calmly: "Long time no see."