Liaozhai: A Poor Monk Transcends to Immortal

Chapter 92

The next day,

Saying goodbye to the mountain god, he went down the mountain.

The revival of Shinto is logically a good thing for the Jin Dynasty, but a god-king canonizing the gods will undoubtedly challenge the imperial power of the Jin Dynasty. Therefore, whether it is a good thing or a bad thing is not yet known.

Moreover, the Immortal Sect and Buddhism will not sit idly by.

I just don’t know what the Yuhua Mansion is like now.

After walking down the mountain through the snow, we reached the small village where we stayed yesterday. Another three to five miles away is Qingling County in Yuhua Prefecture. The snow on the road is very thick. There are few people along the way, but there are quite a few. Animal tracks.

Half an hour later, a small town covered in snow appeared in front of us.

After entering the city, a burst of fiery firecrackers sounded, and then there was a roar of noise, but there was no one on the street, and the sound was slightly distant.

Xu Zisu curiously walked in the direction of the sound. Before he had walked a few hundred steps, a happy sound came, accompanied by gongs, drums and noise, and everyone's face was filled with happy smiles.

"Old benefactor."

Xu Zisu walked closer and saluted an old man holding a cane.

"Young master, are you calling me old man?"

"Old donor, don't you know what you are doing right now?"

"What did the young master say?"

???

"Old donor, is he deaf?"

"Carry it? No need for the little master to carry it, the old man can just watch it from a distance."

Xu Zisu:······
Hearing, but not much.

Then he walked towards the crowd.

The sound of firecrackers scattered all over the ground, a piece of red silk was hung in front of the brand-new temple door, and countless bustling people crowded into the temple with handfuls of incense, apparently to offer incense.

Shenjun Temple!
The plaque on the top of the head is engraved with three big gilt characters.

"Don't be anxious, don't let a stampede happen." There were several policemen wearing turbans and knives hanging from their waists, shouting anxiously, but it still seemed to be of no avail.

The legendary Lord Yi Ming?
Temples have been erected and incense drawn.

It seems that the Shinto of Yuhua Mansion has completely recovered.

"Please also ask God to bless my Lin'er High School."

"I hope God will bless me and continue the Chen family's incense."

"Master Shenjun, I want to make money, make a lot of money."

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After offering incense, it is inevitable to kowtow and pray for a while. No matter whether it can be realized or not, you must first talk to the god.

Fortunately, the temple is quite big, otherwise it is impossible to say what it would be like.

Looking at the bustling crowd, he quietly retreated and stood aside to watch.

After a while, a sedan swayed and stopped not far away. The curtain of the sedan was lifted, revealing a middle-aged man in a brocade robe. He frowned at the noisy people and frowned.

When the policeman on the side saw the middle-aged man in the sedan, he hurried over and bowed respectfully.

"grown ups."

"Ok!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Wen Zhaoshun sighed secretly.

Just this morning, he received a decree from the imperial court. The general idea was: The desolate gods of the mountains and wild lands pretend to be gods, are treasonous, and intend to rebel. The temples under the jurisdiction of each county should be destroyed. If any are found, their official positions should be removed immediately and they can be used privately. Those who worship him should be punished as treason.

Thinking about it, if there is no royal land in the world, how could the imperial court allow some god to appear?

If I had known this, why would I have sent people to build this temple of the God King?

At present, it is easy to build but difficult to destroy, at least not today.

"Go home."

Turn around and leave this place of right and wrong.

The whole morning was spent in the hustle and bustle, and then I chose to return to a peaceful life.

an inn,
"Little master, please come in quickly."

As soon as he arrived at the door, he was welcomed in by a boy.

The boy rubbed his hands and asked with a smile on his face: "Little master, what do you want to eat?"

"Just bring some vegetarian food." "Okay, little master, wait a moment."

With that said, the boy hurriedly returned to the kitchen.

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"Brother Li, have you heard that the foolish son of the Zhang family actually regained his sanity a few days ago?"

"Of course I know. I heard that the Lord of God appeared."

"There is also Old Man Li from the north of the city. He has been paralyzed in bed for many years, but now he is standing up."

"Haha, it's my elders, and Xiaosheng has visited me before. This is true."

"Oh? Is there such a relationship? Brother Li, do you know the details?"

"I heard that a statue of the god was enshrined in my home, and I was fine the next day."

The scholar surnamed Zhang sighed: "The Lord God is indeed very powerful."

Scholar Li Xing glanced around and saw that no one was paying attention to the two of them, so he whispered: "Brother Zhang, I learned a secret a few days ago."

The scholar surnamed Zhang's eyes lit up: "Oh? Brother Li, I wonder what the secret is?"

The scholar surnamed Li said in a low voice: "I heard that the divine king has the ability to confer gods to gods, and many good people have been conferred the title of gods."

Conferred God?

The scholar named Zhang was shocked: "Brother Li, are you serious about what you said?"

The scholar surnamed Li nodded: "Of course I take it seriously, but there is no way, everything is in vain!"

Then he sighed secretly and took two sips of wine depressedly.

The scholar surnamed Zhang's eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking. He drank wine absentmindedly with the scholar surnamed Li.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Xu Zisu frowned slightly. Even ordinary people knew about the conferment of a god. As the saying goes, a big tree attracts the wind. This move of the so-called god seemed to be wrong.

Not to mention anything else, just from the perspective of the mountain god, the cultivation level of the god who has just been enthroned as a god is very weak. Without the blessing of incense, he is only a bit stronger than ordinary people. Such a large-scale enthronement of the god position does not have the corresponding strength. A situation will arise.

That is, the big tree attracts the wind and is destroyed.

Not to mention whether the imperial court will take action, even if the imperial court does not take action, Buddhism, Taoism and demons will not ignore it.

With the blessing of a god, whether it is Buddhism, Taoism or demons, their strength will increase very quickly.

Some people must not be able to stand this temptation.

Take the mountain master you met last night. As long as you kill him, occupy his divine position, and gather incense, you can do it faster than Qian Xiu.

Acting like this is undoubtedly asking for death.

"Little master, your vegetarian meal."

As expected, it is a vegetarian diet, and it is not stained by the smell of meat.

After taking two random bites, I lost my appetite.

At this moment, the two scholars stood up slightly drunk: "Second servant, settle the account."

"Just leave, you two. The Temple of the Divine Lord is open today. My master is doing good deeds and doesn't charge any money."

A flash of surprise flashed in their eyes: "Xiao Er, are you serious?"

"Of course I take it seriously, please."

"Haha, Brother Zhang, I never thought that we could have a free meal in our lifetime."

The two walked out of the inn talking and laughing.

Then Xu Zisu also stood up, put a few coins on the table, and left the inn.

When the waiter found out, Xu Zisu had already gone out and disappeared into the street.

"Brother Li, I can send you off with my little brother."

"No, no, I'm not drunk yet."

As he spoke, he swayed and disappeared into the street.

When the scholar surnamed Zhang saw this, the confusion in his eyes disappeared, and he immediately walked towards the market.

Zhang Fu,

Qingling County is a wealthy family with considerable wealth.

I saw the scholar named Zhang knocking on the door and being greeted respectfully by his servants.

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(End of this chapter)