Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

   Chapter 89 I have to invite you in even if I kneel

   The next day, it was rainy.

  Qingquan took the umbrella handed over by the disciples of Yijianmen: "Senior brother, how do you say it rains when it rains?"

   Zhang Ming opened his umbrella and said with a smile: "Junior Brother, it's a cloudy day and people have joys and sorrows, isn't it interesting?"

  Bai Yao shrank her head and said to herself, "Master is right, anyway, it has nothing to do with me gathering clouds yesterday."

"All right."

  Qingquan no longer cares about it, and shouted to the inner courtyard, "Huahua, we have something to do today, you stay and don't run around."

  The three walked out of Yijianmen and went to the Household Administration Office in Nanling City, which was in charge of land, household registration, and finance.

   After a while, they came to the inner city gate in the middle, and saw a wide square extending in all directions, with a primitive altar standing in the middle.

   There are craftsmen on the edge of the square, building statues that are beating and beating. They are extremely tall and unfinished.

  The rain fell on the craftsmen, but it did not stop them, but rushed to work without saying a word.

   "Brother, what are they doing?"

  Qingquan asked curiously.

An elderly man sitting next to him eating melons and fruits and sitting on a small bamboo chair smiled and said, "Young people, don't you understand? This is a Buddha statue built for a grand ceremony. Time is running out. Gotta be outraged."

  Qingquan glanced at him and saw that the old man's house was near the square, so he would enjoy eating melons and fruits under the eaves while watching the process of gradually carving the Buddha statue.

   "This is... a formation!"

   Zhang Ming took two more glances and was suddenly startled.

  I saw that the Buddha statue, which was not fully completed, was raised, his fingers pointed in the four directions, and his body was slightly sideways, as if it intersected with the central axis of the city.

   And the back of their heads is facing the four city gates, as if they are listening to the Quartet, conveying the sky.

   Qingquan was taken aback: "Senior brother, what formation?"

   Zhang Ming frowned slightly, shook his head and said, "It's nothing, let's enter the inner city and settle the fief first."

  Although he doesn't know what kind of formation this is, he has the ability of "formation mastery", and he is already secretly deducing: "The four images are all over the sky, and the sound is loud. Could it be related to lecturing the scriptures?"

   The more Zhang Ming thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. He only felt that he was getting closer and closer to the conspiracy of the layout of the Xiaohanshan Temple.

   "Hui Lun, what exactly do you want to do?"

   He temporarily put down his thoughts, entered the inner city with Qingquan and Bai Yao, and came to the household registration office.

   However, they didn't know that the old man who was eating melons and fruits squeezed out a sentence from his leaky teeth: "You are young, but your knowledge is extraordinary."

The   Household Administration Office is very close to the City Lord's Mansion, and is surrounded by the core area of ​​the city. In addition, there are also offices for city defense, punishment, ceremonies, and demon towns.

  There is no more hustle and bustle here. From time to time, soldiers on patrol with spears and spears lined up.

  There are two Pixiu at the door of the household registration office.

   Entering the door, it is very spacious inside, there are attics showing, with different plaques hanging on them.

   "District."

   Zhang Ming raised his eyes and saw that it was here.

   "Hey, hey, who are you, who are you, what are you breaking into! Don't you know that Master Yu is drinking tea? Go outside and wait for the news to come in before you come in!"

  A clerk in official uniform suddenly came out of the door and pushed the three away.

   When he saw three Taoist priests who were about to enter the door, he became even more impatient and snorted, "Unfortunate."

  Qingquan was immediately unhappy, and said, "What are you pushing, Master Yu can stop working after drinking tea?"

   "Yo, where did the wild Taoist come from!"

The official was about thirty years old, and his eyes were so small that his eyes were so small that he sneered and said: "I like to be clean when drinking tea, I say no, I won't do it. Hey, don't talk about you, it's the King of Heaven who is here. It doesn't work either!"

   Qingquan rolled up his sleeves: "See if I won't be beaten to death..."

   Zhang Ming hurriedly grabbed him and asked, "This official, do you know when Master Yu's tea will end? We can go in after a while, without delay."

   He was polite and didn't want to cause trouble directly. After all, the other party represented Nanling City and the imperial court.

Unexpectedly, this official stopped in front of the door, looked up at the sky, and smiled casually: "Hey, this is hard to say. Sometimes it is an hour, and sometimes it is two hours. It is not allowed to finish drinking tea, just It's lunch time."

   "If you guys are unlucky, you'll have to come in the afternoon. But in the afternoon, there is a discussion in the City Lord's Mansion. In my opinion, you should come back tomorrow, it's not annoying today."

   The faces of the three of them are a bit ugly, what kind of bird man, a push can push things to the next day.

   The key is that it may not be possible to do it the next day.

"I've heard of this kind of person before, and I think it's very strange. I didn't expect to encounter the same thing in this world. Hehe, it's the same everywhere. Closing the door, procrastination, and Tai Chi are the three supernatural powers in the yamen. ."

   Zhang Ming laughed instead of anger, it seemed that he had to be reasonable again.

  There is no way, I just like to rely on this three-inch incorrupt tongue to reason with the injustice in this world.

   After all, if you move your mouth, you appear to be educated and intelligent, but if you move your fist, you can only appear rude and strong.

   "This donor, to be honest, Pindao is a Taoist priest of the Lingshu Temple of Zhuoguang Mountain, and his name is Qinghui."

   he said politely.

  The official heard the words "Zhuoguangshan" a little familiar, so he rolled his eyes and said "oh".

   "Five days ago, Pindao received a notification from Zen Master Huilun of Xiaohanshan Temple, saying that this Zhuoguang Mountain had been given to Xiaohanshan Temple by the city lord's mansion for the construction of the temple."

   Zhang Ming said with a slight smile.

   When the officials heard the names of Xiaohanshan Temple and Zen Master Huilun, their faces changed and their bodies stood upright.

   "To be honest, because there are no pilgrims to worship the mountain, Lingshuguan has long been in difficulty and owed a lot of debt. Now this move of the City Lord's Mansion really solves our urgent need!"

   Zhang Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, "Not only that, that Zen Master Huilun was merciful, and he even gave people money to pay off the debt for our Lingshuguan. He is really a wise monk."

  The official said with a smile: "That's right, Zen Master Huilun is the guest of honor in our City Lord's Mansion, not an ordinary person."

Zhang Ming nodded: "We are here to deal with the delivery of the Zhuoguang Mountain deed. Since Mr. Yu has something to do, let's come back tomorrow. We will also inform Zen Master Huilun, so that he will not be in a hurry. "

   said, he led Qingquan and Bai Yao away.

  The official realized something was wrong at this time, his face turned pale with fright, and hurriedly chased after him and shouted, "Wait!"

   Xiaohanshan Temple is in full swing in Nanling City, and his words are more effective than imperial decrees. How dare he offend him.

   He jumped up in front of Zhang Ming and politely cupped his hands: "Oh, the Daoist stayed, I was offended a lot just now, I really don't know Mount Tai, please take a seat and talk about it!"

  Qingquan glanced at him: "Isn't Mr. Yu drinking tea? Didn't you say you don't work?"

This official is also a good hand at slapping horses, so he slapped himself immediately, and said with a shy smile: "Hey, it's all my cheap mouth, I took Master Yu's idea without authorization! In fact, there is no such thing, it's the lower official without authorization. Claimed!"

   Zhang Ming was a little embarrassed: "Why don't we wait for Mr. Yu to finish tea, it's not a big deal..."

  The official was anxious: "Don't! How can you not be in a hurry, in case more than adults have finished drinking tea and it's lunch break, wouldn't it be delayed, and there is still a discussion in the City Lord's Mansion in the afternoon."

   "You can't delay the affairs of several of you until tomorrow. Taoist priest, the lower officials have always put the people first, even if they are kneeling, I must ask you to hurry in, business matters are important!"

   said, his knees went weak, but he really knelt down.

   Zhang Ming quickly supported him: "I can't make it!"

   (end of this chapter)