Chapter 287

Jinping Fucheng, lekangfang.

Lu has been implanted in the city for half a month. A few days ago, he bought an old house with rumors of haunting in the city, and then settled down in the city for the time being.

He didn't know much about the world, so he didn't hurry to do anything. He just settled down and decided to inquire about the world first.

After all, he can say that his eyes are black about the Liaozhai world. In addition to knowing some well-known Liaozhai stories in future generations, he doesn't know much about the world.

Another thing he cares about is In this world, is there any heaven fairy and hell?

Lu Zhi still remembers that he seemed to have read a lot about the existence of immortals and ghosts in Liaozhai stories. Even the great sage of heaven and earth appeared in Liaozhai stories!

But the Liaozhai world is not divided into the so-called four continents, which is obviously different from the legend of the great saint.

And if the gods of heaven and hell really exist, why do ghosts run rampant in this world? Monsters rampant?

If the immortal gods worshipped by incense really exist, why do they sit and watch those ghosts and evil spirits run rampant in the world? Why not protect mortals?

So Lu Zhi is skeptical.

After some exploration and inquiry, he also confirmed his idea.

Although there are always legends about who met an immortal somewhere, or about which emperor in heaven and hell appeared, it was finally proved that it was just a fabricated rumor.

It's a ghost somewhere. Someone is suddenly evil. This kind of ghost rumors are often true

And Lu has also gone to the Jinshan City, which is dedicated to Town God's Temple.

Although Town God's Temple is a bit mysterious, there are City God judges and other gods living in the statue of God. But Lu can see that it is only a fragrant fire produced by the incense of people, and it is not much different from his yellow towel.

Later, he went to the temple of emperor Zhenwu outside the city to burn incense and worship, and more determined his mind.

The so-called fairy tales in this world are made up by people. Lu Zhi may not be familiar with other fairy gods, but he can't recognize the supreme god worshipped by Wudang, Zhenwu emperor?!

The statue of emperor Zhenwu is just a clay sculpture and stone carving that has been derived from the power of incense all year round. There is no half of the divine power of emperor Zhenwu.

After confirming this point, Lu Zhi was inevitably disappointed, but on second thought, if there were an immortal God in this world, but he didn't care about this world and let demons run rampant So why do those so-called immortals exist?

In a twinkling of an eye, it was already one month later.

In the past month, Lu Zhi has also collected and heard a lot of news about the world, such as lanruo temple in Guobei County, and Cihang putu, a "virtuous monk" who has been granted the title of national teacher by the emperor in the capital.

However, the old black mountain demon he is most interested in can't get any information. There are also few information about the cultivation sects and practitioners in this field. Although there are many rumors of strange people and wizards in the market, no one can tell the details.

After having a general understanding of the world, Lu Zhijing was very moved, so he was ready to go around the world and have a look.

As a Taoist, Lu Zhi can't help feeling that ghosts are rampant in the world and the world is suffering. If he has the ability, he will naturally help the world and try to hold the sky!

The next day, Lu Zhi left Jinping's mansion and went all the way to the capital with two scholars who went from Jinping's mansion to the capital for the examination.

The three of them walked along the official road all the way. The road was lonely. The two scholars didn't want to hurry down, so they talked. The scholar surnamed Yang turned to Lu Zhi and asked, "Taoist Qingzhi, I don't know if you want to go to the capital for a long time, but do you have the heart to enter the imperial prison?"

A few months ago, after today's son was canonized as a national teacher of Cihang putu, he had the idea of seeking immortality and immortality. Therefore, he issued a decree to the world to recruit Taoists and monks from all over the world to enter the capital, become an official in the Imperial Palace and refine pills for his emperor's old son.

So it's not surprising that Yang Xiucai asked.

Lu Zhi smiled and said, "I heard that the Dharma of master Cihang putu of daxiangguo temple is exquisite and respected. Even today's son has great trust and respect for him and regards him as a national teacher... I want to go and ask him for advice and see what he can do."

Yang Xiucai couldn't help but show a different color on his face. Listening to Lu Zhi's tone, he seemed to be very indifferent to Cihang Pudu. There was a hint of ridicule and hostility. Obviously, it was not like what he said. He just went to ask for advice.

However, he is also very supportive of this. After all, the reputation of Cihang Pudu is not good in their scholar circles. It has long been crowned as a demon monk.

Therefore, if Taoist priest Qingzhi could go to the capital to find the bad luck of Cihang Pudu, he would have 12 points of support in his heart. If Taoist priest Qingzhi could kill the demon monk, it would be better.

"Hahaha... Taoist Qingzhi's ability is also admired by Xiao Ke. I think that Cihang putu is just a demon monk who shakes his lips and drums and hoodwinks the saint. How can he talk with Taoist priest?"

"Oh..." Lu Zhi shook his head and didn't answer.

This Yang Xiucai, however, has some thoughts too heavy. After perfunctory words, Lu Zhi doesn't want to talk to him anymore.

The sun was sinking in the west, and the three people had traveled nearly a hundred miles. When they saw that the sun was about to set, the two scholars also changed slightly.

Now they are still more than 20 miles away from the planned post station, and the sun is about to set, but they can't delay any longer. They have to hurry.

Although their Confucian scholars pay attention to their children's silence, strange forces and gods, no one knows better than their native people how dangerous the night in this world is.

Especially in the wild, it is extremely dangerous to travel at night. Whether it is the strong men and bandits who block the road, or the wild animals, snakes and insects in the wilderness, as well as the more terrible strange things, they are all fatal dangers.

In the time of the city is good, there are guards in the city, there is also a side of the Town God's Temple side, so it is not easy to enter the city, but in the wild... You can refer to the night when Lu Zhi came to the world on his first day.

The two scholars stopped talking immediately and began to hurry on their way. The speed under their feet also accelerated a lot. Even if their legs were numb with pain, they didn't dare to stop at all.

The sky gradually darkened. The two scholars hurried slowly and finally arrived at the post station before nightfall.

"Hoo... Finally arrived. Xiao Sheng's legs are swelling up."

"Who says no, my feet are probably blistering... Well, don't say more. Let's go to the post station and have a rest. Let the waiter get some buckets of hot water to bubble his feet and relieve fatigue. There's still a long way to go tomorrow."

While they were talking and laughing, Yang Xiucai pulled out his legs and walked towards the post station. When Yang Xiucai saw Lu Zhi standing where he was, he also turned to greet him.

"Taoist Qingzhi, why don't you go?"

Lu Zhi took a look at the post station with a little light in front, but he sighed gently in his heart.

In the eyes of the two scholars, there were only two bright red lanterns hanging in front of the post station. Although the color was bright and dazzling, it was nothing, but it was still festive.

But in Lu Zhi's eyes, it's not a big red lantern. It's clearly two blood stained heads with candles on their heads!

"Nothing. My legs and feet are a little sour. Stand for a while and slowly..."

He didn't tell the two scholars about his discovery, but just perfunctorily passed it. After all, it's much better to have a tile covering his head than to sleep in the wilderness, isn't it?

And with him, there is no doubt that there will be any accident.

Wind and sand blew up on the official road, and the roaring wind was like someone sobbing and weeping, which was incomparable.