Doomsday Totem

Chapter 340: Dignity
The next morning, after the three of them stayed in the suite of Shanhaihu Hotel for one night, they washed up, ate the breakfast served by the waiter, settled the bill, and asked the lobby manager to arrange a taxi.

About half an hour later, the taxi driving along the main street of Yanyang Town drove up a winding mountain road.Looking at the lush mountain scenery outside the car window, Qin Keer introduced that this is Tongniu Mountain, and the Huojiao Temple is built on the mountainside.

Temples of the ancient lineage are usually divided into "inner temples" and "outer temples", also known as "inner courtyards" and "outer courtyards".The inner temple is an internal institution of a religious organization and is generally not open to the public, while the outer temple accepts "incense" and worship from believers, as well as "sesame oil money" donated by them.

People in inner temples are usually called "monk monks", and their highest leaders are "grand masters", while people in outer temples are called "monks" and their main leaders are "hosts".

In the system of ancient temples, the grand master is the leader of the sub-diocese, above that is the leader of the archdiocese - the psychic witch doctor, and above that is the ancient great prophet.However, 180 years ago, the ancient temple was a whole, and there was no division of "bishopric" and "diocese".This was borrowed from Notre Dame Cathedral after the last great war.

After more than ten minutes, the mountain road gradually leveled off, and the taxi drove to the middle of the mountain with black smoke.After turning a big bend, an ancient temple came into view.The temple was built on the hillside, and the outer wall was dark red, but the red paint on the wall had peeled off in large areas, revealing the gray plaster.

From a distance, the temple is divided into three parts, distributed in steps.According to Qin Ke'er's introduction, this is called "three kowtows", which means that the Fire Horn Temple is divided into three halls, and if you go all the way up to worship, you have to kowtow three times.In the horned rhinoceros temple, there are "six kowtows", and in ancient temples, there are "nine kowtows".

When Tie Slag understood the meaning of "kowtow", he frowned secretly, because Elder Ebony once told him: "The brilliance fire only worships the brilliance holy fire."

If he wants to go up, he will face the question of whether to worship or not.

If you worship, you will not respect the glorious sacred fire, if you don't worship, you will be suspected of belittling the ancient sacred fire. After all, the people of the Fire Horn Temple do not know his identity.

While thinking, the taxi drove to the front of the temple.After getting out of the car and walking up the wide stone steps, the three of them came to the entrance of the temple.

This is a gate tower tens of meters high, consisting of six thick stone pillars and a wooden beam and tile roof on top.Looking from a distance, there are carved beams and painted buildings on the top, flying eaves against the sky, and many small stone carvings of strange shapes.

Tie Slag stood under the gate, looked at the temple not far above, and hesitated.

"What's the matter?" Qin Ke'er noticed the abnormality of Tie Slag, so she stopped and asked.

"I don't believe in ancient temples. When I go in, can I not worship the ancient sacred fire and ancient gods?" Tie Slag asked.

"This is the inner courtyard, so it's okay not to bow at all, but you don't need to kneel down, just bow." Qin Ke'er said.

"If you don't bow, you can't be polite." Tie Slag said.

"Why?" Qin Ke'er couldn't help asking.

"It's just a polite gesture..." Mu Qianhe couldn't help asking.

"There's no reason, anyway, I'm not polite..." Tie Slag paused and said, "Otherwise, I'll just wait outside."

Qin Ke'er and Mu Qianhe immediately looked at each other, both of them looked dazed.They couldn't figure out why Tie Slag, who had always been modest in his dealings with others, was unwilling to even perform the most basic etiquette. Isn't he from the War Bear Temple?Or, their War Bear Temple looked down on their Fire Horn Temple, or even the entire Horned Rhinoceros lineage?
In the silence, the faces of the two women became more and more serious.One of them is from the Huojiao Clan and the other is from the Golden Horn Clan. They respect the sacred fire of the Horned Rhinoceros from the bottom of their hearts.Generations of their ancestors knelt before this holy fire and paid their most devout respect.

But their men don't respect this, and they are not even willing to raise their hands.

So, in his eyes, what are they?
Noticing the changes in the expressions of the two women, Tie Slag had no choice but to explain: "I'm not disrespecting you..." At this point, the two women looked over at the same time.Iron Slag paused for a while, then let out a heavy breath, and said sincerely, "Please believe me, I respect your beliefs, but there are some things that I don't know how to say..."

"I believe in you." Seeing his distressed face, the two women said in unison.

"Thank you." Tie Slag smiled slightly and nodded.

Afterwards, the three of them walked up the stone steps and came to the first hall of the temple.At this moment, standing in front of the hall were four monks with serious expressions, wearing old power armor and holding long iron rods.

Qin Ke'er took out the emblem of the rhinoceros horn and the flame background, put his hands together, and said, "Qin Ke'er is escorted by the Fire Horn Temple, come to meet the great master."

When several monks saw the badge, they immediately moved out of the way.

Walking into the main hall, at a glance, there are two huge statues standing on the left and right sides.These four statues wear ancient scale armor, have different expressions on their faces, and hold different things in their hands, including mice and wooden umbrellas, snakes and orbs, swords, and "guitars".

Qin Ke'er and Mu Qianhe bowed in front of the four god statues respectively, then walked through the big wooden gate with iron slag, walked up the stone steps at the back of the hall, and came to the next hall.

Looking around, the statues in this hall are much smaller than the ones just now, but there are many more. The bald monks have strange expressions and movements.Qin Ke'er and Mu Qianhe walked side by side, bowing to each other.Tie Slag followed behind them and counted casually, there are eighteen statues here.

After the two women finished their worship, the three of them passed through the back door, walked up the stone steps, and came to the third hall.According to Qin Ke'er, the first hall to enter the door is the Lin Hall, the second is the Bing Hall, and the third is the Dou Hall. In the ancient temple, there are six halls behind, namely the Zhe Hall, All halls, array halls, row halls, front halls, and row halls, together form the nine-character mantra of the ancient lineage—all those who are fighting in front of the army march forward in array.

Walking into Dou Dian, there are no statues here, only an ancient altar and the brazier on the altar, and the surrounding area looks very empty.At this moment, there were many bald-headed monks standing on both sides of the hall, holding long iron rods in their hands, and they all stood against the wall expressionlessly, motionless.

After entering the door, Qin Ke'er and Mu Qianhe walked side by side to the altar, and both knelt down.At the same time, Iron Slag came up behind them and stood there straight, like a javelin firmly planted on the ground.

Time flows quietly...

After a while, Qin Ke'er and Mu Qianhe stood up after paying homage to the holy fire, and were about to walk in, but at this moment, they found that the monks who were standing on both sides of the hall slowly surrounded them .

At this moment, the monks all stared round their eyes, looking extremely angry.The two women were startled at first, but soon realized that their eyes were not on them, but behind them.

Gradually, the monks formed a circle and left a small opening to signal the two women to leave.The two women just stared at them without moving a step.

"Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom!"

The next moment, the monks neatly paused the iron rods in their hands, and shouted: "Before the holy fire, kneel."

Iron Slag narrowed his eyes and looked around.

"Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom!"

The monks stamped on the ground with their iron rods, and shouted again in unison: "Before the holy fire, kneel!"

The group of enemies looked around, looking at the fierce monks, Iron Slag was still standing there, unmoving.

"Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom!"

"Before the holy fire..."

"Kneel!" All the monks yelled in unison, the volume of the sound was like the roar of dragons and tigers, shaking the whole hall.

But Iron Slag still didn't move, he bowed his body and bent his arms, like a beast crouching on the ground with bristling hair.

Seeing that the conflict was about to break out, at this moment, a gentle voice came from behind the altar.

"Friends from afar, in front of you is the holy flame inherited from ancient times. It has gone through thousands of years of vicissitudes, thousands of years of wind, frost, snow and rain..."

Accompanied by the sound, an old man with gray hair came out from behind the altar in a gray cloth robe with hemp rope wrapped around his waist.Looking up, the old man's face was red and energetic, and his eyes were piercing, like a lamp in the dark night.At this moment, his robe was slightly bulging, and there was a strong aura exuding from his whole body, which made people feel frightened.

This is the power of the pinnacle, the prestige of the holy rank.

He stared at Tie Slag, and said slowly, "Young man, I respect your beliefs, and please respect ours..." However, under his modest and polite persuasion, the young man in front of him remained silent.Seeing such a scene, the old man couldn't help frowning.He is the grand master of the Fire Horn Temple. When necessary, no matter who the other party is, he must maintain the dignity of the holy fire.

"Grandmaster, he...he..." Qin Ke'er was stopped by the eyes of Grandmaster Huojiao as soon as he opened his mouth, and he didn't dare to continue.

"Young man, please respect our beliefs." The grand master said in a deep voice, obviously angry.But at this moment, the young man with a cold face suddenly took out a small object from his arms.He fixed his eyes, and suddenly his eyes widened, and the whole person was stunned...

It was a harmonica flowing with silver light.

The reason why the iron slag was taken out was because he couldn't help but want to see what the "brothers" in Kezan's mouth regarded their brilliant fire.In order to prove this point, he would rather risk himself, even if his identity is exposed.

After a moment of silence, Grandmaster Huojiao, who was staring blankly at the war song harmonica, slowly stepped back three steps, and actually knelt down on the harmonica in Tie Zha's hand!
At this moment, everyone in the hall was stunned.

In the next second, there was only a sound of "哗啦啦啦...", and the monks fell to their knees one after another.They didn't know why they knelt, but their most respected Grandmaster Huojiao knelt, and no matter what was in front of them, whether it was a god or a demon, they would kneel with them.

In the blink of an eye, there was no one standing on the entire hall except Iron Slag.

Afterwards, Grandmaster Huojiao leaned forward and was about to kowtow when Tie Slag strode forward, trying to help Grandmaster up, but at this moment, he heard the other party say in a low voice: "I'm kneeling on those 510 Nine thousand five hundred and ten two heroic spirits, not you."

Looking at the pious elder, Tie Slag nodded solemnly, then walked to the side of the altar, put the war song harmonica on the side of the brazier, and then retreated to the side of the altar.

In the end, Grandmaster Huojiao led Qin Keer, Mu Qianhe and a group of monks to bow to the silver harmonica on the altar where the fire light was faintly reflected.

When the ceremony was over, Grandmaster Huojiao stood up in awe, facing Tie Slag, stretched out his hand and signaled: "Your honored guest, honored guest, honored guest!"

(End of this chapter)