At the end of winter, the sky was cold and green, and the mountains were frozen and the clouds were not moving. Chen Pingan looked around and saw that everything in his field of vision was deserted and quiet.
This is the color of the human world. On the Xianjia ferry boat, overlooking thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, there is absolutely no such feeling. Therefore, practicing on the mountain, you will not know the cold and heat in the world.
The hiking stick in Chen Pingan's hand that was refined with Biyou Palace Immortal Technique has a green color, making the veins of the thunder pool more like the material of a bamboo whip. Otherwise, the gold color would be too conspicuous. However, as long as a restriction is removed, this stick temporarily belongs to Xiao Lian.
The rough embryo of the Ghost Beating Whip can restore its original appearance.
There is one good thing about Luzhou in Beiju. As long as you can speak the elegant dialect of one continent, you don't have to worry about talking like a chicken. In Baopingzhou and Tongyezhou, there are countless Mandarin and local dialects from various countries. Traveling around will be very troublesome.
Chen Ping'an walked to the foot of the mountain, but there was still no one around. He gently twisted a piece of Yang Qi Lantern Talisman. The burning speed was normal, which meant that there was less possibility of demons causing trouble on the other side of the county. It was most likely a golden elixir.
The second situation mentioned by Song Lanqiao is that a certain landscape god around the county has reached a catastrophe, and his golden body is about to collapse, which will affect the feng shui of the place, and natural disasters will occur.
But nothing is certain. Chen Pingan planned to take it one step at a time, holding the talisman, and walked slowly until he encountered an ox cart filled with charcoal in the distance. A sturdy man in shabby clothes, carrying a pair of hand cloths.
Children covered with frostbite went to the county town together. Chen Pingan turned off the talisman and walked quickly. The eyes of the two children were full of curiosity, but the country children were so shy that they shrank towards their father.
Shrinking, the man saw the young man carrying a suitcase and a staff, but said nothing.
In the cold winter, the mud roads are hard, and the bullock carts are bumpy. Men are increasingly afraid to lead the cows too fast. Once the charcoal is broken, the price will not be high. The rich men in the city, big and small, have vicious eyes.
He is the best at stirring up trouble, and his harsh words are even more chilling than the cold wind that has nowhere to hide. But this slowness will cause the two children to suffer from the cold together, which makes the man feel a little depressed.
, I told them not to follow along and join in the fun. There is nothing good to see in the city, but the stone lion at the door of the house is scary. The painted door god is bigger. If you look at it too much, it will be the same. This car of charcoal is really for sale.
If you pay a good price, you will be able to bring back some food for them, and there will be no shortage of New Year's goods to buy.
The outline of the high walls of the county town was vaguely visible, and the man breathed a sigh of relief. The city was lively and popular, and it was warmer than outside the city. As long as the two children were happy, they would probably forget about whether it was cold or not.
It's just that the young man wearing a bamboo hat, walking neither fast nor slow, just following the cow body, made the man a little worried.
Chen Ping'an quickened his pace slightly and asked with a smile: "Brother, I am a stranger from afar. I don't know what this county is called? Is there any place worth going to?"
The man was a boring gourd, but he didn't dare to pretend to be deaf and dumb. He put on a smile and said in a hoarse voice: "Returning to the master, it's called Suijia City. It is said that the emperor was walking south and accidentally caught a cold wind. He stayed there for a while
, gave it such a name. I only know about the Chenghuang Temple in the north of the city and the Fire God Temple in the south of the city, which are the most crowded on weekdays. You can go and have a look."
"Okay, then when I enter the city, I will go to these two places to have a look."
Chen Ping'an smiled and nodded, stretched out his hand to gently hold down the oxcart, "We happened to be on the way, I'm not in a hurry, let's go into the city together, and by the way, I'll ask my elder brother more about things in the city."
Although the man looked uneasy, but when he looked up, he saw that the ox cart was getting closer and closer to the city gate of Suiji City. He felt that nothing could go wrong. He seemed to feel a little more at ease, so he tried his best to imitate the people in the city and talked more.
Say something nice: "Then I will tell you what I know. It would be best if I could help you a little. I have not read and cannot speak. If I say something wrong, please bear with me."
Chen Ping'an held a hiking stick in one hand and supported the ox cart with the other, and said, "This is a good thing. Brother, just speak openly."
After the man's introduction, Chen Ping'an learned that this accompanying city was in the Yinping Kingdom. It was not a small city. There had been a prime minister in history, so the Kuixing Tower next to the City God's Temple was very popular, and the Fire God Temple was very popular.
It is also noisy. It is said that seeking wealth is very effective. Rich people who do big business in the city like to go there to burn incense, so the man pulls the ox cart to the market near the Fire God Temple and sells a cart of charcoal.
I bought New Year's goods at a nearby store and took them home.
The two children had been secretly sizing up Chen Pingan, but as soon as Chen Pingan smiled at them, they immediately turned their heads, feeling a little embarrassed.
Unknowingly, the ox cart arrived at the city gate. Since it was still early, we had to queue up to enter the city. There were some breakfast stalls nearby. Chen Pingan bought a bowl of millet porridge and a burrito, took off his bamboo hat, and sat at the table to eat.
When they got up, the two children not far away swallowed their saliva. The man hesitated and took out a small handful of copper coins and handed them to his daughter. After receiving the money, the two children ran to the stall happily and bought a bowl of millet porridge and a dog.
The daughter brought the burrito to her father with the aroma of eggs. The man just took a bite, then tore the remaining burrito in half and gave it back to his daughter. The little girl ran back to the table and handed it to her.
Give half to the younger brother, and then they eat the bowl of porridge together. The man protects the ox cart, wipes his mouth and grins.
The stall was doing good business, and the two children were sitting opposite Chen Pingan.
Chen Ping'an is used to chewing food slowly and thinking about things at the same time.
The previous trip to the Ghost Valley, the intrigues with the scholar, and the fight with the golden eagle spirit in Jixiao Mountain were not really dangerous.
But the journey between Tongshou City and Qinglu Town, or to be precise, from getting off the cross-continental ferry of Pima Sect, and then escaping to Muyi Mountain with the Sword Immortal Breaking the Sky, makes Chen Pingan still have some palpitations. Afterwards,
After reviewing the chess games several times, I felt that life and death were on the line. But when I thought about the final harvest, it was full of money. I earned a lot of fairy money and received a lot of rare items. There was nothing to complain about. The only regret was that I didn't fight enough. No.
It's not painful, but it's not even as good as the fist-feeding from Shanzhulou. It's not fun enough. If the monster from Jixiao Mountain joins forces with the great sage who can move mountains, and assuming there's no upper-level fifth-level heroic spirit like Gao Cheng secretly coveting it in the north, maybe
It will feel a little more relaxing.
After that, I rested in Muyishan Mansion and learned a lot of new things about Beiju Luzhou through a stack of Xianjia Mansion newspapers that I asked someone to bring and read.
The most unexpected one was, of course, Huang Ting, the female champion of Taiping Mountain, who lost to the young handsome man named Liu Jinglong in the life-and-death battle at Pili Mountain. You must know that Huang Ting came to Beiju Luzhou in order to break the bottleneck of Yuanying.
, although she is a new Yuanying, there is no doubt that Huang Ting's swordsmanship is high, and above Liu Jinglong, who is roughly the same age and cultivation level as Huang Ting, there are two people with higher cultivation level, talent, and blessing background.
The more outstanding "young monks", as for the seven proud men after Liu Jinglong, Chen Pingan did not dare to look down upon them just by looking at the skills and character of Yang Ningxing of Yunxiao Palace.
In addition to this, there is another place in Tuli Mountain that Chen Pingan is very curious about.
There is a mountain outside the mountain, where there are constant battles. There is a Baiquan Mountain nearby, which is the best place to watch the battle. There are more than a hundred spiritual springs on the mountain, full of spiritual energy. It is an innate treasure land. There are more than a thousand large and small fairy mansions built on the mountain.
Surrounded by green mountains and green waters, with deep courtyards and pleasant scenery, it is also a first-class place of cultivation. These Baiquan Mountain mansions are only for rent, not for sale. They were all carefully built by the Qionglin Sect hiring experts from the Yin Yang family and Mohist craftsmen.
Long-term rental is possible, but the longer the term, the more expensive the price will be.
Relying on this long-term business with huge financial resources, the Qionglin Sect, which has a good way of making money, just relied on the immortal money to raise a half-hearted Jade Pure Realm enshrinement, and the sect was able to obtain the suffix of the sect.
This sect in Luzhou, Beiju, has never had a good reputation. It only cares about money and never talks about friendship, but it does not hinder people's daily income.
Therefore, the Qionglin Sect is both jealous of the monks and despised by the people in the mountains. There is a popular sarcastic saying that spreads throughout the north and south: the five realms are on the embroidered pillow, and the Qionglin Sect has the breeze on its sleeves.
Chen Ping'an put down his chopsticks and looked towards the city gate. There was a formation of horse hooves in the distance in the city.
Instead, one by one rode their horses and whipped their whips, causing a commotion at the gate of the city. The people who were coming in and out of the city at this moment clung to the wall to hide. The people outside the city seemed to be accustomed to strange things and experienced them. Together with the man's ox cart
Inside, he hurriedly moved closer to the roads on both sides, and in an instant, an empty and spacious road opened up.
This happens everywhere.
The group of dandy boys in bright clothes and angry horses sat high on their horses and galloped out of the city. A series of rapid horse hooves were like a string of firecrackers. Those powerful boys with arrogant looks roared past on horseback. Everyone was wearing expensive mink furs.
, holding a splendid horse whip, carrying a sword and carrying a bow, and a powerful servant carrying an eagle cage, it is so majestic to chase the wind and lightning.
However, Chen Pingan's attention is focused more on the two young people sitting at a stall in the distance, a man and a woman, dressed simply but cleanly, both carrying long swords. Their appearance is not outstanding, but they have a certain bearing.
They each ate a bowl of wontons with indifferent expressions. When the man saw the group of accompanying city boys galloping on horseback, he frowned. The woman put down her chopsticks and shook her head gently at the man.
Chen Pingan understood clearly.
He should be a cultivator who came following the vision in Jacheng.
However, the cultivation level of the young men and women was not high. Chen Pingan saw the subtle signs of spiritual energy circulation and found that they were two qi practitioners who had not yet entered the cave. Although they carried swords, they were definitely not sword practitioners.
When the woman with the sword turned around and looked around, she saw only a young man who was paying the bill with the stall owner. He was holding a bamboo whip hat and a green bamboo hiking stick. The man's expression was normal and his momentum was ordinary, just like those wandering knights.
, the woman sighed, if she accidentally bumped into the Jianghu people in Suijia City, she would be unlucky. If she was the same as them, she came specifically for the disaster that was coming to Suijia City, and at the same time, a strange treasure was born.
, I really don’t know how high the sky is. Don’t you know that this rare treasure has already been secretly reserved by the two great immortal families of the Yinping Kingdom? No one else dares to get involved. For example, she and the fellow disciple next to her, in addition to completing the secret order of the master, they also regard it as a treasure.
An experience full of crises.
This is a real fight between gods and immortals. If a mortal master gets involved a little bit, if he accidentally blocks the path of any great immortal master, he will end up turning into ashes.
The woman's thoughts are wandering.
She herself was considered to be a leading monk among the younger generation of other countries including the Silver Screen Kingdom, but compared to those two, she knew that they were far behind. A young man who was only fifteen years old had already reached the Cave Realm the year before last.
A woman in her early twenties, with continuous opportunities, smooth cultivation, and valuable treasures at her side. If the two top sects were not mortal enemies, they would be a golden boy and girl made in heaven.
People from more than a dozen countries, from mountains to mountains, seemed to be watching the growth and competition between the two of them.
Every time they meet, there will be a good talk that makes people talk about it.
She would actually be envious.
Because that precocious young man who was destined to be the center of attention from birth was indeed born with the skin of an immortal, with a gentle temperament, and was proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. She couldn't understand how there could be such a thing in the world that women could forget.
A vulgar boy?
When the young man saw his senior sister in a daze, he thought it was because he was worried about the rest of the journey and comforted him: "Senior sister, if we are not sure, we can just find the child and leave, regardless of this inevitable disaster. Master said,
We cultivators must know that destiny is in accordance with the situation. Suijia City has enjoyed the blessing of the gods for hundreds of years, so it deserves to suffer this destined natural disaster."
The woman nodded and then reminded: "Be careful, the walls have ears."
The man smiled and said: "If you say that the city is full of fish and dragons, and strange people gather together, I believe it, but if you say that you can meet outsiders at the gate of the city... I don't believe it. We are not a small sect anymore. On the mountain
Among the old gods and little immortal masters, which one is not a familiar face? Could it be that the monkey trick is a hidden god? Or is the young ranger wearing a bamboo hat actually a great master of the world?"
The woman's expression changed slightly, "Have you forgotten your master's teachings? When traveling down the mountain, be careful what you say and do!"
As she said this, the woman's eyes quickly glanced at the old man with a monkey squatting on his shoulder, and the young man who walked near a bullock cart. Then she was shocked in her heart. The latter was fine, and was still ignorant of the offensive words of her junior brother.
, but the old man who had originally stretched out his hand to feed the little monkey on his shoulder turned to look at her, twitching the corners of his mouth with a bad expression. The woman stood up and clasped her fists in apology.
The old man was not very grateful. His eyes wandered and he looked at her from head to toe. Then he sneered and stopped looking at her. He seemed to dislike her beauty and figure.
The woman didn't take it too seriously, but her junior brother almost exploded with anger. How dare this old immortal guy be so insulting! He was about to take a step forward, but his senior sister gently pulled his sleeves and shook his head at him.
, "It was us who were rude first."
The young man gave the old monkey-playing man a sharp look, and kept his face in his mind. He entered Suijia City, and the treasure hunt would begin. All forces were entangled, and there would be a big coup. If there was a chance,
, so that this old immortal guy can’t eat anything and walk around in circles.
Chen Ping'an actually took all of this into consideration and sighed with emotion. The two parties who had become enemies for no reason really had bad tempers.
In fact, the dozens of countries surrounding the Yinping Kingdom are barren areas with weak spiritual energy and unsuitable for spiritual practice. Most of them are run by martial arts warriors. Song Lanqiao from Chunlupu Ferry said that the practitioners here are like a group of frogs in the well, and they like to lie down in small ponds.
Inside and outside, the real Taoist monks outside don’t care about the petty profits. The monks inside are also happy that there are no dragons crossing the river to trouble people and do their bidding behind closed doors. The two leaders of the two sworn rival sects
The golden elixir monks with poor realms each led a group of young men to fight against the enemy with swords, calamities and handkerchiefs./
However, Song Lanqiao said it lightly and casually, while Chen Ping'an was still accustomed to being cautious in the world and sailing the ship of ten thousand years with caution.
The monks on the mountain have thousands of strange and strange spells. Once they fight, the level of their realm, and even the quality of the magic tools, cannot be accurate. The five elements are in conflict, the weather and the right place, the change of luck, and the conspiracy are all variables.
After entering the city, in order to prevent the charcoal seller from mistakenly thinking that he had evil intentions, Chen Pingan did not follow him to the Fire God Temple Market, but went to the City God Temple first.
In fact, Chen Pingan could tell that the man was a pure martial artist, probably from the fourth level. After seeing his figure, the man deliberately became turbid and his steps were light. Presumably, there must be a man with basic skills in the world of Yinping.
A good martial artist of the Three Realms should be somewhat famous. As for why he became a rural woodcutter and seller of charcoal, raising his family to earn hard money, he must have his own story. Chen Pingan will not go there.
Investigate, you are not a fish and you know the joy of fish.
After the two parties parted ways.
The man was holding the bullock cart, and the two children were still carefree and looking around. The man smiled, turned his head and looked at the retreating figure of the young ranger, and said to himself: "Even I am a charlatan.
It can be seen that they should be the descendants of the second and third realms. Alas, why did they come to this muddy water? Those immortals who have practiced immortality on the mountain are not just dragon-like existences. Just wagging their tails will make them...
How many people drowned?"
Chen Pingan smiled.
The man was kind-hearted and deliberately mentioned it more, saying that the Lingbao City to the north had more places worth seeing. He probably wanted to get him out of Suijia City, a place of right and wrong, as soon as possible.
Coincidentally, the old man who played the monkey and the young man and woman who carried the sword were all on the same journey, and like Chen Ping'an, they went to the City God's Temple first.
Chen Ping'an deliberately slowed down and distanced himself from them, and then stopped at a calligraphy and painting shop halfway. He looked at a stick of incense and calligraphy and painting in the shop. Instead of buying calligraphy and painting, he spent a few taels of silver and bought a few books from the original shop.
The booklet used as a bonus is dedicated to introducing the famous works of famous painters from all dynasties and generations in the Silver Screen Kingdom. The book is fairly well-engraved, but it is not a rare book, and the content is just pleasant.
After putting them in the bamboo box, I left the shop and saw that the old man and the man and woman were no longer there.
After approaching the City God's Temple, Chen Ping'an's face was a little solemn, and the incense was curling up. On the street outside the City God's Temple, you could smell the unique smell of the incense. But if you walk through many landscape temples, you will know how much or how light the incense is.
It is not important, but in terms of pureness, whether it is an orthodox temple enshrined by the imperial court, or a Yin temple created by the common people or monsters without authorization, it all depends on how many kilograms or taels of incense essence there is. Chen Ping'an looked at it intently.
After that, I saw this majestic and large-scale City God Temple, lingering with incense, as if it was detained by the City God using a secret method, and not leaked out at all. This is an act of transgression. All the orthodox temples of the imperial court, the God of Landscape?,
Both the City God's Temple and the Man Mo Temple must feed back the mountains and rivers of the area, peeling off part of the essence of incense and spreading it into the surrounding world, so as to benefit the people and protect the people. Only in this way can a cycle be formed, rather than the one in front of us.
The City God's Temple is like this, there is no leakage, everything is collected into one's own pocket.
Chen Pingan sighed softly. Actually, it is understandable. This is the self-saving act used by the golden god in the temple. He can no longer care about anything else at the moment. It is a bit like drinking poison to quench thirst. Over time, the disaster will only continue to accumulate and become bigger.
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Chen Ping'an did not enter the City God's Temple, which is responsible for guarding the city according to law. Although the man who sold charcoal earlier did not speak accurately, he came here in person to worship the gods and prayed sincerely, so he worshiped the gods in the front and back halls.
Master Immortal, Chen Ping'an roughly understood that the regulations of the City God's Temple in Suijia City are similar to those in other places. In addition to the front and back halls and the Kuixing Tower, there is also a God of Wealth Temple and Yuanchen Hall built in accordance with local customs.
etc. However, Chen Ping'an still had a detailed inquiry with the old shopkeeper of an incense shop outside the Chenghuang Temple. The old shopkeeper was a warm and talkative person and told the origin of the Chenghuang Temple. It turned out that the front hall was dedicated to a man who lived a thousand years ago.
The ancient military commander was a meritorious figure of a great dynasty who was famous in history. The golden body of this heroic spirit is naturally elsewhere. The real city god here who "monitors blessings and misfortunes, patrols the bright light, and governs the souls of the dead" is the one enshrined in the back hall.
A famous civil servant in the country was a third-grade marquis conferred by the emperor of Yinping Kingdom.
When talking about this appointment, the old shopkeeper smiled and asked: "Young man, are you wondering why you are only a third-rank marquis? This civil servant was a second-rank minister during his lifetime."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It's a little strange. I just wanted to ask the old shopkeeper, do you have an explanation?"
If there are many ancestral temples in the world that have strict rules, Chen Ping'an has actually already understood the rules. But if he wants to follow the customs when he comes to the country, he should naturally ask the customs first when he comes to the country.
The old shopkeeper smiled and said nothing.
Chen Pingan quickly bought a stick of incense from the incense shop.
Get on the road.
The old shopkeeper laughed loudly, and then started to talk about the knowledge inside, "Young man, you look like a gangster at first glance, so you don't know this officialdom. It's normal. The title and official rank in the officialdom are different.
, not to mention that the ranks of these immortal gentlemen who are enshrined by incense are also different. Why, are you confused?"
Chen Pingan nodded and said with a smile: "It's a bit complicated."
The old shopkeeper began to show off his knowledge, shook his head and said: "Our City God, in fact, was granted the title of fourth-grade uncle in the hands of the founding emperor earlier, but it has always been effective. After the new emperor ascended the throne a few years ago, he became a fourth-grade uncle.
An imperial edict was issued, posthumously conferring the title of Third Grade Marquis to our City God. It was a grand occasion. The Master of the Ministry of Rites left the capital in person. Such an important official personally brought the imperial edict to our accompanying city. After entering the city,
Another auspicious day was chosen. Did you see the street outside the shop? Before dawn that day, a large team of government officials sprayed water to clean it from beginning to end. No outsiders were allowed to watch. I came here to watch the excitement.
I simply slept in the shop all night, and then I got to see the Master of the Book of History. Tsk, tsk, he is truly worthy of the Wenquxing. Even if we look at him from a distance, we all feel noble."
The old shopkeeper said proudly, "Although we are just a county town, the treatment of the city god in front of us is already equivalent to that of the city god in the prefecture. Except for the city god temple in the capital and the capital city god temple in the capital, there are no more orders.
It's high. Young man, when you invite incense, you must pay more homage and kowtow when you go to the temple. Although this City God's Temple has always been for scholars seeking better literary fortune, our City God has a high official position and great ability. I think you only need to come here.
If you are more sincere, you will be able to protect yourself."
Chen Ping'an asked some more civil and military officials in the City God's Temple. Sure enough, they were still qualified to serve two judges, six divisions of the City God, two gods of day and night, and a General Shackles. These subordinate officials who assisted the City God each had their own origins.
The old shopkeeper was extremely knowledgeable and spoke eloquently. However, when Chen Ping'an asked if he had ever seen the City God appear with his own eyes, the old shopkeeper was speechless and his expression was unnatural. He replied, "We ordinary people,"
Where can I see the true form of the City God? Even if I stand in front of me, I wouldn't recognize him.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "It should be so. As the old saying goes, a real person is not a real person if he doesn't show his face. This must be especially true for these gods."
Only then did the old shopkeeper's expression improve.
The etiquette system of Yinping Guocheng God is roughly the same as that of Baopingzhou, but there are still some differences, such as rank and service.
However, the issue of the title of emperor of Yinping Kingdom is a bit unusual. He must have noticed the strangeness of the golden body of the city god here, so he did not hesitate to confer a royal title on a county and city god.
After Chen Pingan left the incense shop, he stood on the bustling street and took a look at the Chenghuang Temple.
I would rather sleep in a tomb than in a ruined temple.
That's the truth.
Once the spiritual energy of the world's mountains and rivers changes, it is easy to lead to a situation where blessings and misfortunes are reversed.
Chen Ping'an walked towards the Fire God Temple. The weather in the City God's Temple showed no signs of collapse and should be able to maintain it for some time.
There is also a flourishing incense at the Fire God Temple, but compared to the chaotic scene in the City God's Temple, the incense here is clearer, more stable, and the gathering and dispersing are orderly.
But he also did not step into it. He is now able to suppress the weird things in his body with his fists. However, after setting foot in the temple, Chen Pingan is not sure whether it will attract unnecessary attention. If it were not for this trip to the southeast of Beiju Luzhou
The trip was too hasty. According to Chen Ping'an's original plan, after walking through the Swaying River Temple in Skeleton Beach, he would then visit several large ancestral temples from the secular dynasty to inspect it personally. After all, it was similar to Swaying.
The owner of the River Ancestral Temple is a landscape god who is a neighbor of the Pima Sect? He has a high vision and goes in to burn incense himself. People may not take it seriously. Whether people see him or not does not mean anything. However, the largest river god at the southern end of Yizhou,
He didn't show up at the ancestral temple, but he acted like a boatman, trying to teach himself some kindness.
Chen Ping'an wandered around the incense shop near the Fire God Temple again and asked some about the deity's background.
One thing is similar to the old shopkeeper of the City God Temple. This god who sits in the south of the city has never really appeared in the market. His deeds and legends are more numerous than that of the City God in the north of the city, and he sounds closer to him than the City God.
The common people mostly reward good and punish evil, and play with the strange things in the world. Moreover, the history is very long. It is only passed down from generation to generation and will be circulated in the mouths of future generations. One of the rumors is that the master of the Fire God Temple,
There used to be some disputes with the "Lake Lord" of Cangjun Lake, a flood-prone lake 800 miles away, because within the jurisdiction of Cangjun Lake, there was a lady who was the owner of the Narcissus Temple, and she once angered the owner of the Fire God Temple, and the two sides fought.
, the owner of the Daxi Canal was not an opponent, so he sent reinforcements to the Lord of the Lake. As for the final result, it was an unnamed passing swordsman who persuaded the two gods, so that the Lord of the Lake did not use his magical power, and the water
Flooded Suijia City.
Chen Ping'an thought for a while, then left Suijia City, directly chose a mountain road, and secretly went to the Narcissus Temple under the jurisdiction of Cangjun Lake. If he was the self-proclaimed "canal owner", his rank was actually equivalent to that of the river.
The God of Po? If he is really still there, we can make some insinuations to see if we can learn the inside story of Suiji City. If it is a disaster that really affects the whole city, it still needs to be dealt with. If it is a fight between gods in a small place,
Let’s take a look and then talk.
In the night, Chen Ping'an walked along a wide stream to an ancestral temple. The road was overgrown with weeds and sparsely populated. It can be seen that the incense of the canal owner's wife had withered.
And this temple is actually only a few dozen miles away from the urban town.
However, Chen Ping'an had previously seen a group of people walking towards the ancestral temple holding torches on a hilltop at the intersection of streams and lakes.
Chen Ping'an followed them all the way and listened to their exchange of words. He was a little dumbfounded. These young and strong young people from the city who were full and full were competing with each other to see who dared to enter the temple.
Molesting the lady who owns the canal. This kind of thing is actually common in the urban and rural areas. It happened in Chen Pingan's hometown town back then. If any child dared to sleep in the tomb of the immortal for a night, he would be in a state of indignity.
There was once a man of the same age in Xinghua Lane who claimed that he lay in the Immortal Tomb all night. However, when he proudly mentioned this matter under the old locust tree, he suddenly gained the admiration of many of his peers.
"After this battle", he became the king of children in the Xinghua Lane area. In the years that followed, he enjoyed bullying Chen Ping'an and Song Jixin, the neighbors of Mubo Lane, and of course he wanted to play house.
When he got home, he asked the weird-named Zhigui to play his little daughter-in-law. Unfortunately, he was scolded by Song Jixin. Zhigui, who always had a straight face and cold eyes, ran back with Song Jixin.
In the small town, the fellow of the same age followed behind and threw mud at the master and servant.
In fact, that night, Chen Ping'an happened to go there to worship the Bodhisattva. He saw his contemporaries from a distance, but he just wandered outside the immortal tomb for a few steps and then rushed home.
Tonight, when Chen Ping'an saw the group of seven or eight people, he was not willing to treat himself badly, so he brought enough food and wine. When these people entered the Narcissus Temple, which was only two steps into the courtyard, the plaque was tilted, and the temple had been abandoned for a long time and was dilapidated.
The wall is covered with thick green sedge. Chen Pingan is sitting on a big tree in the distance outside the temple with a wide view. Chen Pingan puts the hiking pole across his knees, puts his hands in his sleeves, raises his eyes and watches quietly.
Its changes.
Chen Ping'an took out the dry food, picked off the sword gourd filled with water from the deep stream of Baojing Mountain, and began to eat midnight snacks. This journey was not just a leisurely stroll.
Inside the small ancestral temple, several bonfires have been lit, people are drinking wine and eating meat, they are having a great time, and they are talking dirty words.
There are three statues enshrined, one tall and two short. They were originally painted statues of gods, but the paint has peeled off over time. In the middle is the wife of the canal owner, and on the left and right should be the maids accompanying her.
The three of them all have vivid and lifelike features, especially the owner of the stream and canal, who has a slender figure, a necklace with hanging beads, and a particularly beautiful appearance.
Chen Pingan glanced at it and felt a little strange. The three statues did not look like golden bodies that could hide the divine light.
This is also the luck of those street libertines.
Chen Ping'an planned to go to Cangjun Lake after eating dry food, but the lake king did not have a temple on the shore, so he had a headache. If it didn't work, he had to show up and ask those cowardly guys.
, are there any water god temples nearby?
Chen Ping'an began to close his eyes and rest his mind, and began to refine those few mouthfuls of gloomy water from the deep stream of Baojing Mountain.
At the same time, the mind is slowly immersed, using the method of introspection from the mountain entrance, the Yin spirit travels inside its own small world.
The contents recorded in some ancient books today can easily confuse future generations of readers.
For example, the man led his officials and people to sink a white horse to worship the water god He Bo. Why it was a white horse is never explained in the book.
As for the saying that the water god cannot be seen and is waiting for big fish and dragons, it is even more puzzling. In all the continents and places in the world, the gods of landscapes and golden bodies in temples have never been rare.
Chen Ping'an suddenly opened his eyes, instantly restrained all his energy and became completely still.
Only looking at the entrance of the distant stream into the lake, there was a ripple that affected the subtle changes in the spiritual energy of the world. Then Chen Pingan quickly saw the water over there, and three women, one in front and two behind, came slowly.
The leading woman is wearing a colorful dress with swaying ribbons and misty water. The two maids behind her also look like those in Narcissus Temple, but their appearance is actually more beautiful than the statue of the god. The lady of the canal owner, on the other hand, is actually far more beautiful.
It is not as good as what the statue depicts. I wonder what the skilled craftsman who cut the face of the canal master statue in the temple thought every time he cut it.
Turning his attention again, Chen Ping'an began to admire the courage of the guys in the temple. One of the young men climbed onto the altar, hugged the statue of the canal master and started to bite it. He kept making obscene remarks, causing a roar in the hall.
Laughter, strange screams, and cheers continued.
When I was young, this was probably the case. I always felt that not following the rules was a skillful thing.
Also, when I was young, I met a girl I really liked. I bullied her a little, scolded her a few times, and rolled my eyes a few times, and then I liked each other.
The three women who came from Cangjun Lake used a trick to hide their eyes when they approached the temple and turned into a white-haired old woman and two young girls.
The old woman had a sneer on her face, and after entering the temple, she had a kind look on her face.
Those young men, the young and strong men, were dumbfounded when they saw the old woman with gray hair and chicken skin, and the two young girls behind her.
For a moment, there was silence in the temple, except for the occasional crackling of dead branches from the fire.
Especially the young man who held the neck of the statue of the canal master with his hands and wrapped his legs around his waist. He turned his head and was at a loss.
One of the young men gently bumped the young man next to him with his elbow, and said in a trembling voice: "Isn't it true that the Water Goddess is here to punish me?"
The man shook his head, his shock turned into surprise, and he laughed and said: "Keep your eyes open and look, it looks like something. She is an old woman walking at night, with two granddaughters. She is probably someone we don't know from the nearby village."
, we are so blessed."
The young man secretly wiped the grease stains from the corner of his mouth. Because he knew the man's temperament, he was really afraid that he would do such evil things if he drank too much. He carefully persuaded him: "Brother, let's not be impulsive. If we make a big fuss, we will be sued."
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The young man sneered and said: "Are you making a big fuss? It's better to make a big fuss. You can just marry someone as a wife. Don't rob me. I like the films of those two girls, but
I'm kind, I only want the one on the left and the one on the right, you can discuss it slowly among yourselves."
The old woman pretended to be panicked and was about to leave with the two girls. The man was already surrounded by people.
The young man who was the most daring to jump onto the altar had already slipped off the statue of his wife. With his hands on his hips, he looked at the scene at the door and said with a playful smile: "Sure enough, the stranger with the knife was right. I am now very lucky.
, Liu San, one belongs to you and the other belongs to me!"
Chen Pingan suddenly frowned.
Looking at a beam in the temple.
A person sat up, a strong man with thick eyebrows, a knife hanging on his waist, and his legs hanging down. He yawned and lazily pulled off a yellow paper talisman? After being torn off, the talisman? burned out with a bang.
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The old woman looked shocked.
The man smiled and said, "You can't catch fish without trying anything."
The man stretched his muscles and bones, waved his sleeves at the same time, and a spiritual energy swam around the walls like a snake. Then he snapped his fingers, and golden talismans suddenly appeared on the inner and outer walls of the temple. The talismans were like flying birds.
Before his group of market fools set out, they took the lead in sneaking into the Narcissus Temple. After drawing the talisman, they used unique talismans and secret techniques, like the turtle breath concealment technique, so that they could conceal their own qi. Otherwise, the channel master
Madam will be scared away. As for those detention talismans, they are a good means for the sect to become famous. They are called snow mud talisman, also known as flying bird seal script. After the talisman is completed, it is the most hidden and difficult to detect. It is really like
When Feihong stepped on the snow and mud, his fingers and claws were accidentally left on his body. How could Hongfei care about anything?
However, apart from this unique skill in talismans, my sect is a well-known military sect, and it is good at assassinations. It is also different from ordinary military sects. Therefore, most of the brothers in the same sect are the personal assistants of generals and ministers in secular dynasties.
Follower, although the master's sect is not the top immortal force in the territory of more than ten countries, no one dares to underestimate him. It's just that he has a wild temper and cannot be restrained. For decades, he only likes to live under the mountain.
Living in the world of martial arts, I would rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail. When I have nothing to do, I will tease the heroes of the rivers and lakes who are like loaches in the water or earthworms on the mountain. I am happy to live and die by myself. Especially those so-called female heroes, it is even more special.
taste.
At this moment, the man looked at the old woman and the two girls and regarded them as his treasure.
The old woman asked slowly: "I wonder why this immortal master deliberately tried to lure me out of the lake? Isn't it bad to do this in my home?"
The man reached out and grabbed a wine bottle from the side of the bonfire. He raised his head and took a big sip. Then he threw it out and said disgustedly: "What did these little bastards buy? It smells like urine.
No wonder you can’t think clearly after drinking this kind of drink.”
The man seemed to be in a bad mood and stared at the old woman, "My junior brother and your Lord Cangjun Lake are not getting along very well. It just so happened that this time I was ordered by my teacher to go to Suijia City, and Lord Hu was hiding at the bottom of his lake.
Dragon Palace, it’s hard to find. I know you, a bitch, have always been a resentful woman who can’t bear loneliness. The grudge between my silly junior brother and Cangjun Lake was ultimately caused by you, so I will use your sacrificial knife.
, Lake Lord is coming, it’s just right, as long as he climbs onto the shore, I really don’t fear him at all. Didn’t they say that the channel owner’s wife is his forbidden wife, I will play with you to death later, and then throw your body in
By Cangjun Lake, let’s see if he can bear it.”
The old woman's face turned pale.
The two maids were even more pitiful and pitiful. His wife could still maintain the blindness, but their spiritual energy had been lost, and their true appearance was vaguely visible.
Those street libertines were all so frightened that their faces turned pale.
Especially the frivolous young man standing on the altar, who already had to lean on the statue of the god to stand without becoming paralyzed.
Although Chen Ping'an didn't know how that man was able to conceal his Qi so well, one thing was obvious. There were no good people in all three parts of the temple.
The only boy still sitting by the campfire still had some conscience left, but now he was so scared that he wet his pants.
The old woman simply removed her mask and forced a smile, "This great immortal master should be from the Ghost Ax Palace of Jinduo Kingdom, right?"
The man was stunned for a moment and began to curse: "How can you be so fucking like you that you can make my junior brother miss you for so many years after having a good time? I took him through the rivers and lakes in my early years to help him relax and relieve his boredom.
I have tasted the taste of many powerful ladies and beautiful heroines, but my junior brother has always found them boring. Why, are you so good at bed?"
On the branch in the distance, Chen Pingan, who always had his hands in his sleeves, narrowed his eyes.
The lady who owned the canal at the entrance of the temple had an ugly face, but she still said in a flattering tone: "Back then, I and the immortal master's junior brother fell in love with each other. We not only wanted to be a couple, but we were also determined to be an unruly couple of gods, humans, and Taoists.
, it was just that I was framed by the bastard servant of the owner of Zaoxi Canal and secretly reported the matter to Mr. Hu. Even after I tried to persuade Mr. Hu, he still insisted on hurting people, which led to such a misunderstanding. Master Xian
People are wise."
Seeing the man on the beam, his wife had started to press the handle of the knife, grabbed a maid with one hand, pulled her forward, and said with a charming smile: "Master Immortal, these two maids of mine are quite handsome, so
I gave them to Master Immortal to serve as bed-warming maids, I just hope that if I show mercy on them, I can send them back to Cangjun Lake when I get tired of them next year."
The man asked: "What about you?"
The owner's wife smiled and said: "If the immortal master likes me and doesn't despise the beauty of this servant, why not sleep with me together?"
The man was noncommittal and raised his chin twice, "What do you do with these idiots?"
His wife smiled sweetly and said, "For offending the gods?, you deserve to die. If you offend the Immortal Master, you will die. I will clean up these guys right away? There is a glistening cup in the slave's sleeve.
The essence of Junhu water transport is used to make wine. I just take this opportunity to invite you to drink to your heart's content. I personally pour the wine for Master Xian. These two maids were former palace dancers during their lifetime. After taking off their clothes, they danced to add to the fun.
"
The man still smiled playfully and remained silent.
This made the canal owner's wife even more upset.
In an instant.
The man slashed out with his sword without any warning.
The owner's wife shrank in fear, but fortunately the sword light did not take her head, but went outside the temple.
His wife's face turned pale and she turned to look.
On the other side of a big tree, illuminated by the light of the sword, on the branches, a young ranger wearing a bamboo hat raised his head slightly, still holding one hand in his sleeve, holding the spatula with only one hand
The light, the light of the sword collided with the concentrated Qi near the palm, making the stranger look like a god holding the bright moon in his hand.
The man was surprised, his face remained unchanged, he changed from sitting to squatting on the beam, holding a knife in his hand, the blade was sharp, he said in wonder: "Hey, what a handsome technique, the Gang Qi is pure, condensed and perfect, when did the Silver Screen Kingdom appear?
You are such a young master of martial arts? I have dealt with the first person in the world of Yinping Kingdom. With all my strength, I can block this sword, but I will never be able to do so easily."
Chen Ping'an gently put away his palm, and after the last bit of sword light dissipated, he asked: "The talisman you were wearing before? And the talisman painted on the wall? Are they secretly passed down by the master? Only you monks from Ghost Ax Palace can use them?"
The man smiled and said: "I just borrowed the light sword to greet you, and you have to pretend to be an uncle with me?"
The man fell from the beam to the ground. When he strode towards the temple entrance, the owner's wife and two maids, as well as the men from the market who had already dispersed, hurriedly moved further away.
The man leaned his knife on the ground and said with a sneer: "Quickly tell me your name! If the hilltop is familiar to our Ghost Ax Palace, then it is a friend. If it is a friend, we can share the blessings. If you meet tonight, you will have a chance. If it is
If your kid plans to be a swashbuckler with a warm heart and act chivalrously here tonight, then I, Du Yuke, will teach you how to be a good person."
Those young people in the market only thought that what the immortal master said was frightening.
But the channel owner's wife was very surprised. Du's words were actually very mysterious. They couldn't be called a sign of weakness, but they definitely couldn't be called arrogance and domineering.
Next, the channel owner’s wife was even more shocked.
The young ranger disappeared in a flash and stood outside the open door of the temple. He smiled and said, "Then I beg you to teach me how to behave."
Du Yu put one hand against the handle of the knife, made a fist with the other hand, twisted it slightly, and said with a ferocious expression: "Should we determine the winner or loser, or should we directly determine life and death?!"
As a result, the man replied: "You didn't beat me to death, you almost scared me to death."
His wife really didn't have the guts to laugh out loud, otherwise she would have burst into laughter.
Suddenly, his wife's thoughts changed and she took a step back, "Du Yu, Du Yu from Ghost Ax Palace! Are you the legitimate son of the great couple on Jinduo Mountain?!"
Du Yu twitched the corner of his mouth, "Okay, I'm quite sensible. This aunt can survive."
But the man outside the door said again: "How big is the Taoist monk? Two monks in the upper five realms?"
The owner's wife was overjoyed, what a great thing! She had moved out of Du Yu's prominent identity, and the other party was still not afraid at all. It seemed that the worst situation tonight was to drive away the wolf and devour the tiger. If both sides really wanted to lose, that would be the best. If
The sudden appearance of Leng Tou Qing won, which was even better. Dealing with a ranger who had no grievances and no grudges was always easier to negotiate than dealing with Du Yu, a vicious man who came for him. Even if Du Yu took that one's fancy
The useless young ranger was chopped into a puddle of meat, and he should remember the little kindness he had just shown. After all, Du Yu didn't look like he wanted to fight for his life, otherwise, according to the bad temper of the monks of Ghost Ax Palace,
He had already come out to kill people with a knife.
Du Yu hooked his fingers, raised the knife, waved it casually, and said with a smile: "As long as you can break the talisman array and enter this temple, I will let you use it."
In an instant, the temple walls were surrounded by golden light, which was dazzling.
Then I saw the young ranger wearing a bamboo hat, elusive as a ghost, appearing beside Du Yu, sweeping his arm on the latter's neck, beating Du Yu's whole body, causing him to faint on the spot, and then hit him hard
On the altar in the temple, not only was the statue of the canal owner's wife smashed into two pieces, but Du Yu was also trapped in the wall. As for the knife, it fell to the ground with a clanging sound.
The knife on the ground is as bright as water, it should be a good knife.
Chen Ping'an held the hiking stick and stood on the spot. The slightly changed cavalry chisel formation with his hand, combined with the square-inch talisman after breaking the formation and entering the temple, naturally left some strength, otherwise this man who threatened to make a move of his own
Guys, you should be an unfilial son and let the white-haired pair of ghost ax palace lovers give away the black-haired one. Of course, it is not surprising that the monks on the mountain still have a childlike appearance even at the age of a hundred or even a thousand years.
The reason why he retained his strength was naturally because Chen Ping'an wanted to go back and "humbly ask for advice" from that person. Two unique talismans?
As for the young and strong young people in the city who were all in despair, they were instantly knocked unconscious by the ripples of energy stirred up by the fists.
As for the frivolous young man on the altar, he was kicked out by Du Yu and knocked unconscious. Compared to the man in the courtyard, the young man's fate was even more miserable.
Everything was calculated to perfection.
But it's just one punch.
Only the young man sitting by the campfire was left.
Chen Pingan glanced at him, "Can't you pretend to be dead?"
The young man quickly fell back to the ground, tilted his head, rolled his eyes and stuck out his tongue.
Chen Ping'an smiled and asked: "Madam, the channel owner, do you mind if I broke your statue?"
As he spoke, he waved his sleeves and swept one of the young and strong men away like a broom against the wall. The man collided with the wall, and there was a slight sound of bones shattering.
The canal owner who was in charge of the water transport of a river felt that all his bones were about to break.
The owner's wife hurriedly said in a trembling voice: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. As long as the immortal master is happy, it doesn't matter if it is broken into two pieces or beaten to pieces."
Chen Ping'an asked: "What's going on over there in Suijia City?"
The owner's wife bent down slightly, holding an immortal artifact with a shining light in both hands, "Master Immortal, you can drink wine while I allow you to speak slowly."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "This idea of yours is not popular with the people surnamed Du. Do you think it will work? Besides, why does his junior brother still miss you so much? Don't you have any idea, Mrs. Du? You really
If you are looking for death, you should find a smarter way. Do you think my boxing skills are low, my experience in the world is not deep, and I am easy to deceive?"
The owner's wife quickly put away the wine cup, but a chill surged up from the top of her head, and then she was heartbroken. She was slapped so hard that her knees sank into the ground.
With her soul swaying as if she were in a frying pan, his wife endured the severe pain, her teeth chattered, and her trembling voice became louder, saying: "Master Immortal, have mercy on me, Master Immortal, have mercy on me, I don't dare to seek death on my own anymore."
Chen Ping'an waved his hand, "I'm not Du, I have nothing to do with you and Cangjun Lake, I'm just passing by. If you don't have Du, I won't be happy to come in. One-five-ten, say
Tell me about the inside story of Suijia City that you know. If there is something that I know that you know, but you know it and pretend not to know it, then I will have to sum it up with his wife, who deliberately put it in her sleeve.
That sparkling cup is actually a natal object used to hold things like soup and peach blossoms, right?"
The channel owner's wife was smiling more ugly than crying.
This guy is clearly a hundred times more difficult to deal with than Du Yu!
The owner's wife was very frightened and told all the troubles that the neighbor had caused in the city.
While Chen Pingan listened to her story, he quietly noticed the expressions of the two maids out of the corner of his eye.
The City God who accompanied the city was indeed about to collapse, and he reached the end of the Avenue of Incense. The so-called end of the road was nothing more than that. But like that man's fear of death, the City God was no exception. He exhausted all his energy.
The method was to clear up the relationship first, use up all the savings, and ask the court for a royal decree that went beyond etiquette, but the effect was still not good. This was due to an old incident that no one paid much attention to at the time, but had a far-reaching impact.
Previously, there was an unjust case in Suijia City in which a scholarly family was killed. In the end, in the eyes of the court officials and the common people, the injustice was regarded as avenged. However, the truth was far from that. At that time, the officials at the City God's Temple did not know the consequences.
Seriously, otherwise it might be a different story.
Cangjun Lake and Suijia City are close neighbors. The Lord of the Lake, who governs one lake, three rivers and two canals, has deep roots, so he knows many inside stories. In that scholarly family, generations of people have done good deeds and accumulated virtues.
, the plaque in the family ancestral hall was about to give birth to a little incense man, but overnight, a misfortune occurred, and no chickens or dogs were left. The City God was furious and began to order all the subordinate officials to investigate the matter. He never thought that he would find out until the end.
, actually found the case on the City God's Temple itself. It turned out that the chief officer of the Yin and Yang Division headed by the Sixth Division of the City God's Temple, as the first assistant to the City God, colluded with General Shackles, whose duties were similar to those of a county lieutenant's assistant.
As a human being, he put on the skin of a handsome young man to seduce and bully the women of that family. General Shackles fell in love with the incense villain who had not yet fully condensed, hoping to use it to bribe an immortal monk, and tried to go there.
When he was appointed to the Chenghuang Pavilion in the prefecture city and was promoted to a military judge above all the divisions under one person, the shackles general threatened the chief officer of the Yin and Yang Division. The two officials of the Chenghuang Temple, who were supposed to help a county have good weather and good yin and yang, joined forces to invite them.
A group of criminal gangsters entered the city and bloodbathed the scholarly family. The chief officer of the Department of Yin and Yang secretly hid the two beautiful women in a golden house in a secluded mansion in the countryside outside the county town.
If that were the case, even if the City God showed slight favoritism and lightly sentenced the two auxiliary officials, he would not be in such a state today. The City God, who was good at fishing for fame during his lifetime, openly asked the ghost officials to help the government find him.
He killed the gangsters on the spot without leaving a single person alive, then secretly spared the chief officer of the Yin and Yang Division, and killed the shackles general whose elbows were turned outwards. As for the two women, they naturally could not escape death, but
Unexpectedly, there was a child from that scholarly family who happened to be playing hide-and-seek with the maid in the house and hid in the wall. The maid was loyal to protect the master and deliberately died near the wall, covering the entrance with her body.
The child finally managed to escape from Suijia City. More than ten years later, with the help of a family friend, he was able to change his name and household registration. He was ranked second in high school. In another ten years, his official career went smoothly and he became a county official. He began to reverse the case and follow the clues.
He found the City God's Temple, and naturally there was another tragedy. But compared to the time when everyone knew about it, this time, it was silent from beginning to end. The only news the court learned was that a
The loyal county governor died of illness and took up his post.
The scholar who was supposed to have a bright future had never married a wife in his life, and he had no bookboys or maids around him. One man took office alone, and the other died. He seemed to have been aware of the dangers in the city, and secretly sent a letter to his friends in the court.
Before writing the secret letter, he had already regarded death as home. Finally, on that day, he went to the mansion that had been an abandoned ghost house for many years. In the night, the man took off his official robe, put on hemp and mourning, burned incense and kowtowed, and then...
Then he died.
In fact, before he walked out of the county governor's house, the ghost officials from the City God's Temple had already surrounded the entire government office. The God of Day and Night Wandering himself acted as the "door god", and there were even civil and military judges hiding in the government office.
All around you are watching with eager eyes.
So late that night, as this man walked all the way from the government office to his former residence, there was not even a watchman, let alone pedestrians on the road.
After the City God of Suiji City eliminated the root cause, three years later, he discovered that a crack began to appear in his golden body.
All the accumulated virtues could not make up for this crack, and I could only watch helplessly as it spread to the golden body.
Hence the current vision of Suijia City.
Chen Ping'an had been listening quietly, and then the wife of the canal owner, with a slightly gloating tone, came to the Chenghuang Temple with a final sentence, "It is your own fault that you will not survive, but the words they are most familiar with in the Chenghuang Temple are really funny,
In the Chenghuang Temple in Suijia City, there is also a large stone abacus to remind the world that people are doing things and gods are calculating."
Chen Ping'an finally asked: "Did the Chenghuang Temple intercept the secret letter sent to the capital?"
The wife of the canal owner shook her head and said: "Reporting to the Immortal Master, according to my Lord Hu, the prefect acted very carefully, and he did send it to his friends in the capital. It's just that for some reason, it was like a mud cow sinking into the sea. After so many years, the court has no idea about this.
However, the person who received the letter had a smooth official career. At that time, he became the Minister of the Ministry of Justice. Later, his family became prosperous, and his descendants had excellent academic and literary fortunes. There were as many as six Jinshis alone. The current head of the family is also in charge of the government.
A high-ranking official from one side of the border."
Chen Pingan asked again: "Why did so many Taoist monks rush to Suijia City together with this person named Du? Is it possible that the City God of Suijia City was so glorious that he made so many friends on the mountain?"
Friends, do you want to help the City God Temple?"
The canal owner's wife, who had been obediently staying in place, lowered her voice, raised her head and said: "The feng shui of Suijia City is quite strange. After the turmoil in the City God's Temple, it seems that there is no way to keep a rare treasure. Whenever the moon is full, there will be heavy rain and heavy snow.
At night, there will be a treasure light in the county and city, and an angry bullfight will appear from a prison. Over the years, many experts from the mountains have gone to investigate, but they have not been able to catch the treasure.
It's just that some experts in Kanyu speculated that it was a treasure of heaven and earth that had been nurtured by a state's landscape and luck for thousands of years. As the resentment and evil spirits in Suijia City became too heavy and lingered, they did not want to go back.
Only when we stayed in Suijia City did we get a sign that the treasure would appear."
Chen Ping'an narrowed his eyes and asked again, "I just asked your wife casually, and I learned so many shocking truths, and then so many capable people and strangers, after so many years, came one after another.
Flying back and forth in that accompanying city, there may be many monks who have taken root in the city for many years, but there is no immortal master who tries to reverse the case for that family?"
The canal owner's wife was dazed this time, and it was not a fake, and then she murmured: "What are you doing to overturn the case? If you go against the Chenghuang Temple, won't you lose that rare treasure even more?"
Chen Pingan took off his bamboo hat, looked up at the night sky, and scratched his head, "This is a very reasonable statement."
There were some noises on the wall behind the temple altar.
The owner's wife felt a breeze blowing against her face and suddenly turned her head to look.
The altar was split in half by the man, causing dust to fly. Du Yu, who had secretly woken up and wanted to make some move, was grabbed by the neck with one hand and smashed into the ground.
When the man got up, Du Yu had lost all energy and could not die anymore.
At that moment, the owner's wife, as a water goddess, felt as cold as if she had fallen into an ice cave.
The man turned sideways and looked at her.
His face was expressionless.
His eyes are as dark as an ancient well, as if there is a dragon swaying deep in the water, trying to climb up the well wall, sticking his head out to take a look at the world outside the well.
The owner's wife wanted to take a step back and hide further, but her feet sank deep into the ground and she had to lean back. It seemed that this was the only way to avoid being frightened to death.
But for some reason, the next moment, the man suddenly smiled, stood up, clapped his palms, put on the bamboo hat again, stretched out two fingers, held it up, and said with a smile: "The monks on the mountain are not stained by the world of mortals, and are not stained by cause and effect.