The Ferry of the Heavens: Hong Kong Comprehensive Start

dozens of days later.

Xiangshan County.

A middle-aged monk with long hair, wearing patched clothes, a string of round Buddhist beads in his hands, and a weather-beaten face, accompanied by a petite, sweet-looking girl in boy's clothes, Came here.

They first went to the Chenghuang Temple in the county seat.

Inside the Chenghuang Temple, people were coming and going, the smoke was filling, and the incense was very prosperous.

The middle-aged monk stared at the statue of the young city god on the altar for a long time.

A female believer next to her came over curiously and asked, "Monk, do you also worship the City God?"

"Haha..." The middle-aged monk smiled kindly, and after reciting the Buddha's name, he said, "Donor, the monk is worshiping the Buddha in his heart."

"Really? That's such a pity! The City God is very effective." The female believer said with regret.

"Can you tell me something, donor?" the middle-aged monk asked curiously.

"Of course! There is a child on our street who has been sick for a long time..." the woman said.

When the girl wearing men's clothing next to the middle-aged monk heard this, she couldn't help but interjected, "Why didn't you go see a doctor when you were sick?"

"It's not that I haven't seen it before. I saw it twice and prescribed medicine, but the effect was never good. Then I stopped watching it..." The woman looked at the girl next to the monk with a strange expression and replied.

"Why didn't you watch it?" The girl was puzzled.

"It's not because of money." The woman sighed silently and said, "It's very expensive to hire a doctor to prescribe medicine."

The girl wearing boy's clothes was silent.

The middle-aged monk recited the Buddha's name again, "Amitabha! Good, good, good!"

The woman became excited again. She said to the middle-aged monk, "But it's different if you believe in the City God."

"The family came here to pray to the City God."

"Did the City God cast a spell to save that family?" The girl couldn't help but interrupt.

The middle-aged monk glanced at the girl and said, "Qingqing..."

The girl stuck out her tongue and said, "Master, I'm just asking. Let's see if the City God is that smart..."

The middle-aged monk looked helplessly at his apprentice.

At this time, the woman had an opinion. She said, "Little girl... It's okay for me to call you little girl... How can I call you City God directly? You have to call me City God! It's disrespectful to City God. Be careful of the ghosts under City God." , catch you and punish you..."

"..." The girl named Qing Qing wanted to refute when she heard this, but when she turned around and saw her master shaking his head slightly, she curled her lips and had no choice but to close her mouth.

The middle-aged monk smiled kindly and said to the woman, "Children are talking nonsense. Donor, please don't take it to heart."

"Well, it's okay, I didn't take it to heart. But little girl, let me tell you, don't talk nonsense when you are out of the house, and be careful that misfortune comes out of your mouth. Really, my..." The woman said eloquently, listening De Qingqing frowned unconsciously.

She looked at the middle-aged monk aggrievedly.

The middle-aged monk couldn't help laughing in his heart, but he still rescued his female apprentice Qingqing, "Benefactor, you haven't said how the child was cured, didn't the city god show a spirit, did he recover by himself?" ?”

The woman was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and instead of continuing to lecture Qingqing, she said to the middle-aged monk, "It's the Lingguan under the command of Lord Chenghuang. She borrowed the power of Lord Chenghuang to expel the disease from that child. The disease will be cured."

"Now he's alive and kicking."

"Really?" Qingqing couldn't help but interrupt.

"Little girl, can I still lie to you?" The woman was unhappy when she heard the words, Barabara said authentically, "If you don't believe me, I will take you to have a look and listen to what others have to say! Let's go!"

As the woman spoke, she reached out to take Qingqing's hand.

Qingqing hid behind the middle-aged monk and asked for help, "Master."

"Donor..." The middle-aged monk stood in front of the woman with a smile, "Donor, we believe your words."

"If we have a chance in the future, we will go back and visit."

"Now, we want to offer a stick of incense to the City God," said the middle-aged monk.

"It's the City God," the woman corrected.

"Hehehe..." The middle-aged monk smiled and said nothing.

The woman shrugged and said, "Monk, you still know how to speak."

"By the way, I still don't know your name? Will you be angry if you worship the City God, your Buddha?"

"The poor monk is called Yixiu. You can just call the poor monk Yixiu. As for whether the Buddha will be angry? Hahaha... The Buddha is in his heart, not in his mouth." The middle-aged monk said.

"What in the heart, what in the mouth?" The woman didn't understand, and she said impatiently, "I tell you, the most important thing when worshiping God is sincerity!"

"If you are not sincere, it is better not to worship! God will not bless you!" The woman expressed her simple opinion.

Monk Yixiu nodded and said with deep sympathy, "Donor, your understanding is already greater than that of most people. Many people cannot see through it as well as you."

"Really?" The woman was praised and laughed so hard that her eyes were slitted, "I'll just say it. Monk... Monk Ikkyu, you are sensible. Little girl, you need to learn more."

Qingqing was unhappy after hearing this.

But the woman was still nagging, she said, "Ikkyu... Monk, your name is quite special."

"This is the name of the Dharma, donor." Monk Yixiu said.

"Oh, the dharma name...how do you choose this dharma name? Monk, who gave it to you?" the woman curled her lips and said.

"He is the poor monk's master." Monk Yixiu always looked kind and cheerful.

"Oh. Monk, where are you from? What are you doing here in Xiangshan County?" the woman asked casually.

Qingqing raised her brows, but Monk Yixiu still had a smile on his face. He said, "I am from Shaoguan. I heard that the city god here is miraculous, so I came here to see it."

"Really?" The woman looked at Monk Ikkyu carefully.

Monk Yixiu still had a smile on his face, recited a Buddhist chant, and said, "Monks don't lie!"

"So how do you feel about it?" The woman seemed to ask a little too much.

Monk Yixiu opened his mouth to answer, when Qingqing suddenly said, "Master, I'm hungry."

"Are you hungry?" Monk Yixiu turned around.

"Yeah." Qingqing touched her belly and nodded.

"Then..." Before Monk Yixiu could finish speaking, he was forcibly pulled away by Qingqing, "I saw a delicious cake stand outside."

Only the woman was left there, still shouting, "Monk, you haven't paid homage to the City God yet?"

"Let's go after burning incense."

"Be careful, the City God is angry."

Unfortunately, Qingqing walked resolutely and did not look back no matter how loud the woman shouted.

It wasn't until their backs disappeared from the woman's sight that she frowned and walked towards the backyard of the City God's Temple.

Zhu Dachang stood here, silent, his eyebrows thoughtful. "Zhu Miaozhu." The woman called him.

"Well, how is it?" Zhu Dachang glanced at the woman and asked.

"It should be the other party who came to inquire about the situation." The woman said, "The other party was very alert and was taken away by his apprentice without asking anything."

Yes, women are from the Chenghuang Temple.

To be precise, she is a believer in Ling Yaodong, the city god. It can even be said that she is a die-hard loyalist.

Not just her, there are many diehards like her in the entire Xiangshan County.

That was something that didn't happen before, when Ling Yaodong was still a land god.

Only Ling Yaodong showed the fury of thunder, killing so many soldiers of the Qing Dynasty in front of so many people in Xiangshan County, and directly crushed the magistrate of Xiangshan County to death, and showed off his magical powers on the ruins of the previous Earth Temple. After the City God's Temple was re-established, many people in Xiangshan County became die-hard loyalists to Ling Yaodong, the City God.

Favor cannot buy absolute loyalty.

But fear can keep believers strong in their faith.

Last time, in terms of the administrative power of the Qing court, many believers could be said to have simply abandoned Ling Yaodong.

But this time, they did not dare. Instead, before the crisis came, they united tightly around the Ling City God's Temple to defend Ling Yaodong, the City God, even if it cost them their lives.

Because they believe that even after death, they can be blessed by Ling Yaodong, the city god.

If they betray Ling Yaodong and betray their faith again, after their death, they will be detained by the ghost messengers under the command of the City God and suffer painful punishments in the City God's Underworld.

This is what the relevant personnel of the City God's Temple said to the believers when promoting their faith - the City God not only has a compassionate heart, but also has thunderbolt methods. He will bless those who believe in Him, but will also punish those who are not loyal to Him and betray. .

Really don't say it.

This is what the people of this era are doing.

Therefore, the [God-killing Army] organized by Maoshan Sect and Longhushan came to Guangzhou Prefecture in pieces, and sent various monks in disguise to inquire about the City God. Not long after, they were everywhere Believers discovered and reported the temple blessings of Chenghuang temples in various places, and then compiled them into the big temple blessing of Zhu Dachang.

Zhu Dachang intuitively told him that something was wrong. There was a powerful force that wanted to deal with Ling Yaodong, the city god.

Zhu Dachang thought he was from the Qing court at first.

But judging from the feedback from various Chenghuang temples, this is not the case.

The unknown is the most frightening thing.

Zhu Dachang was worried and immediately prayed and reported the situation to Ling Yaodong.

Ling Yaodong knew about the situation from the four-eyed Taoist Chen You, so he was not surprised.

The system also released related temporary tasks at this time, and the task rewards were as high as 600 points of merit.

The level of the task reward is directly related to the difficulty of the task. Of course, it is also related to Ling Yaodong's strength at the time.

But this mission reward of 600 points of merit is also the mission with the highest reward since Ling Yaodong traveled through this world.

This shows that this mission is not simple.

Not simple, but also means the level of danger increases.

But even so, Ling Yaodong still didn't have much trouble in his heart.

Although the opponent is coming fiercely, there are many tools in Ling Yaodong's box, and he has prepared a lot of hard food for them!
He just issued an oracle and asked Zhu Dachang to pay attention to and collect relevant information.

So Zhu Dachang asked all die-hard believers to cooperate and in turn find out the details of this power.

The situation found out is not ideal.

Judging from the feedback from the various Chenghuang Temples and Chenghuang Temples in Guangzhou Prefecture, the forces targeting Ling Yaodong this time were basically practitioners, with a large number, at least more than a hundred.

They were very alert. After noticing the actions of the Chenghuang believers, the Chenghuang believers could no longer trace their situation.

And their concealment methods are also very good.

At night, Ling Yaodong's subordinates inspected undercover, but found no trace of the other party.

After Zhu Dachang learned about this from his friend Ma Linxiang, who had become Ling Yaodong's subordinate god, he became worried.

Subtly, Zhu Dachang has regarded Ling Yaodong, the city god, as his lifelong belief.

While Zhu Dachang became more and more sophisticated in the [Magic of Divine Fighting], he was also getting closer to Ling Yaodong.

He couldn't let anything harm Ling Yaodong happen.

But he couldn't do anything but continue to mobilize the power of believers, actively explore the opponent's situation, and prepare the Chenghuang Temples everywhere.

But it is difficult for ordinary believers to detect useful information from the mouths of real practitioners, especially if they are prepared.

Like women, there is no gain every time.

It's still good.

Sometimes when they encounter some bad-tempered practitioners, believers will suffer and have to rely on temple blessings to remove the spells on them.

"Hey! It's difficult!" Zhu Dachang sighed in his heart. He asked the woman to go back first, while he knelt down to the Ling Yaodong statue and prayed quietly.

The process of praying is actually the process of establishing a communication channel with God, just like making a phone call.

It's just that ordinary gods don't respond to ordinary believers, so prayers become phone messages.

But Zhu Dachang is no ordinary believer.

Generally speaking, Ling Yaodong would answer his phone call.

And in this [call], Zhu Dachang's originally worried expression gradually eased, and there was a hint of joy on his face.

A ray of light yellow light shot down from the Ling Yaodong statue, fell in front of Zhu Dachang, and burst out with endless bright light.

A burly figure loomed in the light, and there was a faint smell of sandalwood in the air.

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Outside Xiangshan County.

Inside a camp established at the foot of a mountain somewhere.

There were many formation flags planted around it, forming a complex formation that enveloped the entire camp and perfectly concealed it.

Let alone mortals, even ghosts and ordinary practitioners would not be able to tell that there is such a vast camp here.

This formation was provided by the Taoist True Immortal Temple in Guangdong.

True Immortal Temple (the monastic school in the movie "Double Eyes") is to practice corpse healing. After consummation of merits and virtues, a ceremony must be passed to let people with special fates help them solve the soldiers, so that they can become corpses.

People of this sect are especially good at illusions - the art of confusing the real with the fake.

The contemporary viewer is a woman with profound skills.

An expert from the spiritual world once discussed it with him and believed that it was very possible for him to become an immortal by dissolving his corpse.

Because of this evaluation, Zhenxian Temple has a good reputation in the spiritual world. (End of chapter)