Liaozhai: A Poor Monk Transcends to Immortal

Chapter 74 Jin Anjun Temple
The second floor of Jingtingxuan,
A beautiful figure stood in the pavilion, looking at the leaving figures with a calm expression.

A few moments later, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." The woman uttered two words, the door was opened, and Liu Tianyuan walked in respectfully: "Miss."

Although the two are husband and wife in name, they are just servants in secret. After all, how can a demon look up to ordinary people.

"Have less contact with that person named Wang in the future."

Liu Tianyuan's eyes flashed with confusion, but he still nodded.

"Go down and remember your identity."

Liu Tianyuan looked complicated, bowed respectfully, turned around and retreated.

Once upon a time, he was just a poor scholar who was born into a fisherman's family. He had an old mother at home and depended on each other. One day when he was fishing, he accidentally slipped and fell into the water. As he was a water person, this was not a big deal at first, but after several times... After struggling, it was as if someone had entangled his hands and feet, and finally he had no choice but to lose strength and fell into a coma.

It was already midnight when he woke up again. The boat was floating in the water, the moon was high in the sky, and a woman was sitting on the bow of the boat. Under the current situation, he knew that it was the woman who saved him without even thinking about it. He quickly stood up and thanked him for saving his life.

But he never wanted him to see the most horrifying scene in his life. The woman was playing with her feet hanging in the water. He stepped forward and was about to say thank you. When he looked at the moonlight, he saw ripples in the water. There were no feet anywhere. A huge fish tail.

Demon!
A word flashed through his mind, and he sat on the boat in shock.

The woman turned around and saw the glittering scales flashing on her cheeks. She was undoubtedly a demon.

He hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy, never thinking that the fish demon did not harm him, but instead helped him achieve wealth and opened a huge inn in Ningzhou Mansion. The raw materials for the signature dishes were provided by the woman in front of him.

Unconsciously it has been almost a year.

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"Little Master, based on your opinion today, how likely is it that Brother Wang is the murderer?" The three of them left the inn and wandered on the street. Zhu Yan couldn't help but ask.

“The donor wants to hear the truth or lies.”

Zhu Yan had a hint of doubt: "The young master is joking, so of course he is telling the truth."

"Nine percent."

Zhu Yan frowned and said, "Young Master also met Wang Sheng today. His big-mindedness is admirable. Why does Young Master just hold on to Brother Wang?"

"The donor is in a state of disguise. What you can see is just what someone wants you to see. If he doesn't want you to see it, how can you know?"

Facing Xu Zisu's words, Zhu Yan waved his sleeves and snorted coldly: "Isn't it true that the young master is judging the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain?"

Gentleman?

You are just a skilled painter, how can you be called a gentleman?
Xu Zisu smiled slightly and said nothing.

It is difficult for a person to listen to what another person says when he has preconceived notions. You cannot change a person's mind. Even if you put the evidence in front of him, he may think it is false.

There is no need to care about such people.

What he wants to do is to retrieve the memory of this girl and find justice, not to argue with someone about right and wrong.

Seeing that Xu Zisu remained silent, Zhu Yan looked complicated and didn't know what to say for a moment, and the atmosphere suddenly fell into a dull mood.

"Master, little master, now is the temple fair, why don't you go and burn incense?"

"Alright."

It is an old tradition to offer incense at temple fairs. No matter what kind of temple it is, there will always be scenes of offering incense.

The three of them shuttled all the way through the streets, and it didn't take long before they arrived in front of a temple. The smoke of incense rose in the temple, and an endless stream of people went in and out. There were common people and dignitaries. As the number one person in Ningzhou Prefecture, Temple, as one can imagine.

Jin'an Jun Temple.Xu Zisu looked up at the plaque and saw four big characters engraved on it.

I wonder what the origin of Jin Anjun is?
The incense is so strong?

The doubts in his eyes flashed away.

The three of them walked into Jin'an Jun. It was obviously not their first time for Zhu Yan and the two of them, and they bought a handful of incense from a stall nearby.

"Little master, I'll give you some incense."

Xu Zisu took it, burned incense in the incense cauldron, and walked towards the temple.

The people offering incense were very crowded, but fortunately they only kowtowed when they came in. After kowtowing, they quickly turned around and left.
Soon the three of them squeezed into the main hall, and saw an old man with a long beard sitting on the throne of God. Although he had a kind face and kind eyes, he did not lack any dignity.

Under his magical power, he saw wisps of incense disappear after entering the statue of Lord Jin'an. Looking from the outside, he didn't notice at all that the statue was still ordinary, but it could swallow the incense of all people. This scene was also his first See you next time.

Could it be, Domain!
God has a divine realm, which is his fixed place. God lives in the divine realm, and the statue of the god is the medium that connects the divine realm.

If this is the case, doesn't it mean that there is still a god living in Jin'an Temple?
A flash of horror flashed in Xu Zisu's eyes.

In Jiuyao Mountain, the mountain spirit said that since all the gods disappeared 5000 years ago, it seems that it is not absolute, maybe they are just hiding in the realm of the gods.

After thinking about it, Xu Zisu's eyes became a little brighter. It seemed that the world was much more complicated than he thought.

Demons and demons are in chaos, gods proclaim themselves, Buddhism and Taoism are in decline,

It seems that there has been a great war, and I don't know what happened 5000 years ago.

"Little Master, do you want to bow or not? If not, it's time to go out." Someone from behind reminded him.

He saw that there was an empty futon in front of him, and someone was squeezing in next to it. The person behind him couldn't help but become anxious.

Xu Zisu smiled apologetically, bowed, turned and walked out.

The gods are just monks who practice Shinto. They are no different from practitioners like him. They may be more powerful, but they are still not worthy of his worship.

While he was stunned, Zhu Yan and the others had already come out and were waiting for him at the door.

"Little master, the young master and I are going to visit our relatives. It is the temple fair right now, and it is not the time to look for someone. How about we wait until the temple fair is over to look for someone?"

"You two can do what you want."

"In that case, farewell little master."

The two of them bowed and disappeared into the crowd.

Xu Zisu also turned around and disappeared in front of Jin'anjun Temple.

Ningzhou Prefecture is located in the heart of the Jin Dynasty. It can be said to be an important transportation place for traveling from south to north. Therefore, both people's livelihood, economy and culture are very prosperous.

A large river runs through Ningzhou Prefecture, making Ningzhou Prefecture not only a land transportation hub, but also a water transportation hub.

Nantong River!

The river passing through Ningzhou Fucheng is just a tributary. Even so, it has created Ningzhou City into a different grand scene.

The river is not fast. Although there is a bridge, there are countless small boats floating in the water, picking up tourists from both sides of the river. There is also a huge flower boat docked on the water, and wisps of wonderful music are transmitted from the boat to both sides of the river.

That is the flower boat of Fengmingyuan. Those who can board the flower boat are either powerful or wealthy. As the largest brothel in Ningzhou Prefecture, Fengmingyuan is undoubtedly a place that all literati and elegant people flock to. .

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