Chapter 21

The chief of public security in a county can mobilize forces, which is quite terrifying.

Needless to say, he was acting on behalf of the imperial court. He had a good fortune and protection. If he asked for official documents and stamped them with the seal of the county, ordinary mountain spirits, wild ghosts and even the God Mao could hardly get close to him.

"It seems that I have a hot potato..."

Wu Ming was a little depressed, but this was the mission of the main temple, but he had to take it.

Then he looked at the sun and saw that it was approaching noon, so he no longer strolled around. Instead, he found a restaurant and Shi Shiran walked in.

"Young master, please come inside!"

The restaurant has two floors and a gilded signboard. It is obviously a time-honored brand.

At this time, just entering the door, a shopkeeper with a Morchella white towel on his shoulder came forward and entertained him politely: "you are a young man? How about sitting by the window? "

"Well!"

Wu Ming went upstairs and sat down. With a slight movement of his nose, he smelled the aroma of wine and meat. He couldn't help laughing and said, "it seems that your sauce meat is good!"

"Of course, the mutton and beef in soy sauce are unique in heitai! It's an old sign for decades, but beef is not always available. Today, young master, it's a coincidence. A few days ago, a cow was killed in Lijiazhuang outside the city. Our master bought two beef legs. They are fresh and hot... Would you like some

The man in the shop was very talkative, so Wu Ming laughed: "let's have a kilo... Stir fry two vegetables and a pot of wine by the way!"

"Good!"

At this time, the food is precious, and the liquor is a little cloudy. Fortunately, the degree is low, and the entrance can almost be used as a drink.

Before long, the two sauteed vegetables were served again. They were green, green and fragrant. Wu Ming was hungry early in the morning. At this time, he ate and drank slowly and meticulously. At first glance, he was a well-educated family.

"Young master, your sauce beef!"

When Wu Ming was half finished eating and drinking, a plate of sliced beef was served. It was dark red in color and solid in texture. It had endless aftertaste in his mouth, which was full of color, fragrance and flavor.

"You wait first!"

After eating a few chopsticks, Wu Ming praised him secretly, and immediately stopped Xiao er.

"Ah! My guest, what can I do for you? "

The shopkeeper asked respectfully.

"I'm a stranger. I'm a newcomer. You haven't been very peaceful in Heitai county recently?"

Wu Ming seems to have no intention.

"Alas... Next to that ghost mountain, it's rare to be peaceful..." the shopkeeper said with a wry smile: "but my guest is right. In recent months, I've heard that many people have died in Heishui town... Even the wild monks and Taoists invited by the county have died several times in a row, and no one dares to go again..."

"Oh? That's the ghost thing? " Wu Ming was spirited up.

"Who said no? Everything around Heishan is evil, especially since the earth temple in Heishui town was destroyed before March. "

The shopkeeper said without hesitation, and then he made a slip of his tongue: "my guest, please use it first... If you have something, please call me..."

He went down in a hurry.

"The temple of earth was destroyed? Is it because of the lack of land? Can't lead the dead to cause trouble? It's not right... What's a small town of land? Will the city god send another one directly? "

At this time, I didn't ask much. After all, it was beyond Wu Ming's expectation that a shopkeeper could know so much.

Now I had enough to drink and spent hundreds of Wen to settle the bill before I came out.

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"Town God's Temple?!"

When he left home, Wu Ming asked the way, and then came to Town God's Temple.

There are gods in this world!

Even not only here, but also the great Zhou world has gods.

In ancient times, the emperor held the power of the world by hand. He had the ability to create life, and also could promote and abolish the middle and lower level ghosts and gods in sacrifice!

There are various origins of gods.

Some of them were famous officials who were blessed before they died and were sacrificed after they died.

Some of them are born elves who naturally combine with the power of mountains and rivers and water to take power.

There are simply mountain spirits and monsters, ghosts and evil spirits, deceive the country fool, in order to get incense and blood food.

In a word, there are various sources, but they must be recognized by the imperial court, or God ordained, before they can be regarded as the right fruit. Otherwise, they are all regarded as the existence of "immoral temple and evil sacrifice" and suppressed by the orthodox government.

The Chenghuang Temple in Heitai county is naturally regarded as the one that has been completed. The temple covers an area of several mu, which is quite solemn.

It is said that Wang Xuanfan, the original name of the city god of heitai, was a Jinshi of the former dynasty. When he was the magistrate of R County here, he advised mulberry to raise silkworms and clean up politics. The territory was solemn, and there were no roads left, and there were no houses closed at night. The population was growing, which can be called Dazhi.

Later, the imperial court increased taxes. He was exiled and died on the road. The people of the county felt it and built a temple for him, but he was destroyed several times.

It was not until this dynasty that the magistrate heard about it that he went to heaven to listen to it and asked for an order to build a temple to offer sacrifices. After many twists and turns, he finally got the imperial edict and achieved the right result.

When Wu Ming arrived at the temple, he saw the statue on the altar.

All around, the curtain of gods hung down and the smoke curled up. There was a good nanmu table, on which four seasons' sacrifices were offered. In the middle of it was a clay statue of a middle-aged scholar. He was dressed in seven grade official clothes, solemn and solemn, and his eyes seemed to be dignified.

Do as the Romans do, Wu Ming also lit incense, worship a few.

"Well?"

In a flash, his brow was moving.

When his martial arts reached the peak of true Qi, he was half born, which made him feel ten times more physically than ordinary people. At this time, he keenly felt the attention of a force.

"Divine power?"

If Wu Ming's spiritual power had not been so keen, he would not have been able to find it.

Of course, even if we find out, it's no big deal.

After all, there are different paths between yin and Yang. It's not so easy for gods to interfere in the world of Yang, especially for Wu Ming, who has almost reached the peak of his martial arts and is full of Qi and blood.

"Pilgrim, stay!"

After donating a penny of sesame oil, Wu Ming wanted to leave, but a voice came from his ear.

When I looked back, I saw a person dressed as a temple prayer standing there with a smile: "what do pilgrims ask for? How about a divination? "

"All right!"

Wu Ming followed the temple to a small table.

"I don't know, my guest, is it marriage? Or the future? " When the temple wishes are solemn, they have a certain aura, and have the flavor of a divine stick.

Wu Ming did not believe in such a thing in his previous life.

But at this time, when I came to the world of gods and ghosts, I would rather believe that it has something than nothing, and said, "solve the problem!"

"So, please write a word at will!"

Wu Ming picked up the brush, spread out the white paper, and wrote "Wu" at will.

"Why?"

Temple wish exclaimed: "originally nothing, where to cause dust? According to the face of the young master, there should be no disaster, but how can there be such a person in the world? What a wonder

"What you want is to solve problems..."

Miao Zhu felt out a turtle shell and a few copper coins. He was chanting words. Suddenly he collapsed the turtle shell and arranged several copper coins on the white paper in order to complement the word "Wu".

"I can't see the future of destiny, but if I just want to solve the problem, I can go to the south to find it!"

The temple wishes stare at eyes, the forehead empty sweat straight down, seem to consume a lot of mental strength of reason, reluctantly say.

"South?"

Wu Ming frowned, thinking of the layout of the county seat at this time, most of them were expensive in the East, rich in the west, poor in the north and cheap in the south. That is to say, the eastern and western districts were the residences of officials and gentry, while the northern and southern districts were the common existence of small people and even slums.

"Don't believe all the words of gods and ghosts, but it's OK to have a look! It's just

Wu Ming sneered in his heart.

The city god of this county seems to take him as a chess player.

Of course, being able to be used as a chess piece is still a bit useful.

Even if it's used, it's better than being excluded.

"Thank you very much, sir. I'm leaving now."

Wu Ming finally took a deep look at the temple.

He was shocked, and his eyes showed a confused color. He was more obscene and didn't break it. With a smile, he threw down more than ten Wen and strode out.

"It seems that... This should be the City God, or even the county God, wrestling with another force, even falling behind, or having scruples, so they have to come to foreign aid?"

If the ordinary practitioners encounter such a serious cause and effect entanglement, they may have been unable to avoid it for a long time, and have been away for thousands of miles.

But Wu Ming is different.

As the temple wishes said before, he has no cause and effect in this world, even just passing by. What's his fear?

What about xianzun? What about the City God?

If you go against your own way, you can still cut it!

Of course, at this time also need to borrow, he is not the second youth in later generations, always shouting how to go against the sky.

But the chest for no reason to more than a sense of pride, can't help chanting: "the wind and waves will sometimes, straight hanging cloud sail economy sea!"

"Good!"

All of a sudden, next to a green shirt Shizi clapped his hands and said: "really good poetry!"

Seeing Wu Ming's eyes, his face turned red again: "this young master has invited me. I'm a filial friend of Xiaye. I'm going to accompany my mother to make a pilgrimage. I see that the young master's demeanor is extraordinary, his eloquence is sincere, and I'm not polite..."

At this time, we can see that Wu Ming was a boy of 15-6 years old. His face was like a crown of jade, and his heart was broken.

"It's brother Ye. I'm in Wuming. I'm a stranger. I'm here..."

Wu Minggong arched his hand, and saw behind Ye Xiaoyou a few magnificent carriages and the clothes of his servant girls and servants. Then he knew that he was from a good family.

"Young master..."

At this time, I saw the car curtain slightly opened a corner, showing a pair of bright eyes. After a while, a gold hairpin was wearing a ring, and the pretty maid came over with the skirt: "my mother has been urging me..."

"I'm really sorry that my mother is called..."

Ye Xiaoyou is embarrassed to bow his hand to salute: "the first one who has two stone lions at the entrance of Dongshui alley is brother Wu. If you have time, don't forget to come to find my younger brother!"

"Is this man a rabbit?"

After this man's parting, Wu Ming felt a chill.

Of course, in ancient times, by plagiarizing ancient poetry, it can really be a stepping stone, but it's just a dream to think of despotism and worship everywhere.