Cultivation of immortals begins with the appearance of ancestors

Chapter 112

Paper figurine Zhang is a nail that Zhang Jian left in Honglian Road.

Ever since his young grandson was rescued by Zhang Jian, the paper figurine Zhang has completely returned to his heart, sending him some information from the Red Lotus Road from time to time.

Most of the information Zhang Lu collected was obtained from the paper figurine Zhang.

Zhang Lu responded, but Zhang Jian's eyes flickered, and he smiled.

"I'd better go there myself!"

"Ok?"

Zhang Lu's eyes were a little surprised, but he was still a little happy in the blink of an eye.

Liulin Street, Liuji Paper Horse Store

There is still a lot of traffic around, but there are many more camels, and many special products from the Western Regions are carried on the back of the camels, attracting many children from rich families, and even shopping wives from wealthy families.

"Lang Jun, should we go and have a look? I found that there are still many brocades from other counties, including bird gold, woven gold blankets, red feather satin, and doro velvet. If you give these things For Qi Xiaoniang, Qi Xiaoniang will be happy!"

Zhang Lu was very excited.

Zhang Jian shook his head when he heard the words. "Ms. Qi's family has seen a lot, but she may not like it!"

The Qi family has a wide range of hands and eyes in the world, even above the current Zhang family, and has never seen anything.

Zhang Jian would not be ashamed.

He will not give these can be described as 'outdated' gifts.

At this time, Zhang Jian looked around the long street, and the scene of the Honglian Taoists pulling people to preach around the street had disappeared.

Under the joint suppression of Qi and Zhang, Hongliandao's actions have been restrained a lot after all, but there is probably a bigger disturbance brewing in the dark.

In the paper horse shop, Zhang Jian saw the busy paper figurines from a distance.

At this time, the paper figurine Zhang was still wrapped in a thick layer of cotton-padded jacket. It was strange to be wrapped in such a layer of cotton-padded jacket in this weather, and his face was still covered with layers of putty powder.

Zhang Jian glanced at it, didn't care, and greeted with a smile.

"Boss Liu, a guest is here!"

"So it's Zhang Juren, please come in!"

The paper figurine had a hoarse voice, and he asked the apprentices to greet the others first.

"Boss Liu, are there any new products in the paper horse shop recently?"

Zhang Jian glanced around with a smile on his face.

He made the trip himself this time, naturally also to 'sweep the goods'.

The paper figurine Zhang nodded with a smile and said, "Yes, please invite Zhang Juren."

He glanced around at the same time!
Zhang Jian's eyes fluctuated slightly, and he had already noticed that there were many eyes locked on the inside of Liuji Zhima Store.

In the backyard, he asked.

"You are under suspicion??"

The paper figurine Zhang was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Probably not, but there have been other major events happening in the Red Flower Temple recently, and the chief abbot is a little sensitive about this, and many believers who are active outside have been closely monitored!"

"In Red Lotus Road, what are you doing recently? Do you have any clues?"

Zhang Jian looked at the paper figurine.

"The chief host, that is, the temple head empress is very strict about this, I don't know!"

"That's a pity!"

Zhang Jian's gaze fluctuated.

Immediately, Zhang Jian, the paper figurine, brought Zhang Jian to the corner of the back hall, and uncovered a large piece of paper figurine, revealing a lot of 'good stuff'.

Apart from the virtuous lotus flowers and the purple qi and golden lamps in the previous few times, Zhang Jian's eyes fell on one of them.

"This thing is...?"

Zhang Jian looked at the tall long streamer of that person. It was dark on the streamer, with countless faint yellow long river runes on it, and a huge roulette wheel deep in the core.

The streamers are covered with fine scriptures.

"This thing is a Nether Rebirth Banner, and the reincarnation scriptures are recorded on it. What do you think of the appearance, my lord?"

Hearing this, Zhang Jian laughed and said, "It still looks pretty good on the outside, give it a try!"

He is just a beginner in access control at present, so he can only cross the river by feeling the stones.

Anyway, it looks good, so let the ancestors think about it by themselves!

He didn't get any news from the paper figurine Zhang, so Zhang Jian planned to go to the Honghua Niangniang Temple on the outskirts of the city to investigate for a while.

At this moment, his eyes moved.

The Myriad Realms Spiritual Consciousness Orb in the Divine Mind suddenly changed.

"Help……"

He heard an extremely thin female voice, which made him stagnate.

After this sound, there were several more sounds.

"Ok?"

Zhang Jian looked into the depths of the shrine shrouded in red silk, and finally confirmed that the voice came from the depths of the shrine.

"The Red Flower Empress?"

A look of surprise flashed in Zhang Jian's eyes.

Zhang Jian deliberately inquired about Honglian Dao's beliefs, and Honglian Dao's beliefs are centered on this red flower empress.

The Red Flower Empress was a kind girl hundreds of years ago. She was born in a local rich family. She was famous for her loyalty, filial piety and righteousness. People remember that after many gentry petitioned, the local sheriff's office came forward to establish the Honghua Niangniang Temple to commemorate this heroine, which is also a way to praise loyalty and filial piety.

The Honghua Empress's initial belief was very clean.

It's just that in the past ten years or so it has evolved into the Tao of Red Lotus, with the slogan that the Red Lotus came to the world and saved all living beings.

In the early days, the believers of the Honghua Niangniang Temple were just some ordinary people. These people also preached loyalty and filial piety, and occasionally asked for children. After the success, messy beliefs were gradually born.

He strolled to the shrine, and in the inexplicable expression of the paper figure, he lifted the red silk of the shrine, and what he saw was a strange demon god with dark skin, eight arms emerging from behind, and a black-red golden wheel behind his head. .

He untied the red silk untiedly, and immediately an invisible stream of incense flowed out from it.

The paper figurine Zhang looked surprised when he saw Zhang Jian's actions, but he still stood there motionless.

For them, this shrine is more like a channel for receiving news, and they occasionally use it for worship.

At this time, as the red silk was untied, the voice in Zhang Jian's ear seemed to be clearer, with a hint of surprise.

"My lord, can you hear me?"

Zhang Jian looked straight into the eyes of the god, and he felt a slight fluctuation of the divine power with his sensitive mind, but he heard the voice suddenly say again.

"Mr. Lang, if you can hear my cry for help, please ask Mr. Lang to offer me a stick of incense. The little girl is very grateful!"

Hearing this, Zhang Jian smiled and said, "A stick of incense? I'm afraid you won't be able to bear my stick of incense!"

Hearing this, the divine power of incense and fire fluctuated faintly around the weird statue, and there seemed to be a voice coming out of it, but it seemed to be gradually blocked, and the words gradually became distorted.

His eyes fluctuated slightly, as if seeing the other party's predicament, he smiled.

"You are also a poor person. Remembering that you were pure filial piety and loyalty, I will give you half a stick of incense today!"

"I hope I can help you get what you want!"

Hearing Zhang Jian's words, although the paper figurine felt extremely strange, Zhang Jian was far ahead of him, so he took a stick of incense from the side and handed it to Zhang Jian.

Zhang Jian casually folded the stick of incense in his hand and broke it in half, leaving only half, then lit it and inserted it into the incense burner.

(End of this chapter)