The paper figurine Zhang is a nail left by Zhang Jian in the Red Lotus Path.
After his young grandson was rescued by Zhang Jian, the paper man Zhang completely returned to his heart and sent him some information about the Red Lotus Dao from time to time.
Most of the information Zhang Lu collected came from the paper man Zhang.
Zhang Lu opened his mouth to respond, but Zhang Jian's eyes flickered and he suddenly smiled.
"I'd better go there myself!"
"Um?"
Zhang Lu's eyes were a little surprised, but for a moment he was still a little happy.
Liulin Street, Liuji Paper Horse Shop
There is still a lot of traffic around, but there are many more camel customers. The camels carry many specialties from the Western Regions on their backs, attracting many children from rich families and even buyers from wealthy families.
"Mr. Lang, should we go take a look? I found that there are many silk and brocade products from other counties, including bird gold, woven gold blankets, scarlet feather satin, and Doror velvet. If these things are given as gifts,
Give it to Qi Xiaoniang, Qi Xiaoniang will definitely be happy!"
Zhang Lu was in great spirits.
Zhang Jian shook his head when he heard this and said, "I've seen the Qi family a lot, but I may not like her!"
The Qi family has a very broad view of the secular world, even higher than the current Zhang family, and has never seen anything.
Zhang Jian will not be embarrassed.
If he wanted to give them, he wouldn't give them these "outdated" gifts.
At this time, Zhang Jian looked around the long street. The scene of the Red Lotus Taoist cultivators around the street attracting people to preach had disappeared.
Under the joint suppression of the Qi and Zhang families, Hongliandao's actions have restrained a lot, but secretly, a bigger disturbance is brewing.
In the paper horse shop, Zhang Jian saw the busy paper man Zhang from a distance.
At this time, the paper man Zhang was still wrapped in a thick layer of cotton-padded jacket. It was really strange to be wrapped in such a layer of cotton-padded jacket in such weather, and his face was also wiped with layers of putty powder.
Zhang Jian glanced at it, didn't care, and said hello with a smile.
"Boss Liu, we have a guest!"
"It turns out to be Zhang Juren, please come in!"
The paper man Zhang had a hoarse voice and asked his apprentice to greet the others first.
"Boss Liu, are there any new products in the Zhima store recently?"
Zhang Jian glanced around, with a smile on his face.
He made the trip in person this time, naturally to 'sweep the goods'.
The paper man Zhang nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, Zhang Juren will invite you inside."
He looked around at the same time!
Zhang Jian's eyes fluctuated slightly. He had long noticed that there were many eyes outside Liu Ji's Paper Horse Shop.
When he got to the backyard, he asked.
"Are you under suspicion??"
The paper man Zhang was silent for a moment, shook his head and said: "Probably not, it's just that something big has happened in the Honghua Temple recently. The chief abbot is a little sensitive to this, and many believers who are outside are being carefully monitored!"
"What are you doing inside Honglian Road recently? Do you have any clues?"
Zhang Jian looked at the paper man Zhang.
"The chief abbot, the empress at the head of the temple, has very strict control over this, and I don't know either!"
"That's a pity!"
Zhang Jian's eyes fluctuated.
Immediately, the paper man Zhang led Zhang Jian to the corner of the back hall, uncovered a large piece of paper man, revealing a lot of 'good stuff'.
In addition to the merit lotus flowers and the purple gas golden lanterns seen in the previous times, Zhang Jian's eyes fell on one of them.
"This thing is...?"
Zhang Jian looked at the tall long flag of that man. The surface of the flag was dark and finely woven with countless dim yellow runes. Deep in the core was a huge roulette wheel.
The banner is covered with detailed scriptures.
"This is a banner of the Netherworld, with sutras about the past life written on it. Sir, what do you think of its appearance?"
Zhang Jian smiled and said: "It looks pretty good on the outside, let's give it a try!"
This gift-giving is only his first time getting involved in access control, and he can only cross the river by feeling the stones.
Anyway, it looks good, I’ll send it over and I’ll figure it out for myself!
Unable to get any information from the paper man Zhang, Zhang Jian was going to go to the Honghua Empress Temple on the outskirts of the city to investigate.
At this moment, his eyes moved.
There was a sudden change in the Pearl of Spiritual Knowledge of All Worlds in the Divine Thought.
"Help……"
He heard an extremely faint female voice in his ears, which made him hesitate.
After this sound, several more sounds appeared.
"Um?"
Zhang Jian looked into the depths of the shrine shrouded in red silk, and finally determined that the sound came from the depths of the shrine.
"Red Flower Lady?"
A trace of surprise flashed in Zhang Jian's eyes.
Zhang Jian specifically inquired about the belief of Honglian Tao. The belief of Honglian Tao is centered on the Red Flower Empress.
Hundreds of years ago, the Red Flower Empress was a good woman who came from a local wealthy family. She was famous for her loyalty, filial piety and justice. During the troubled times, she used herself as a trap to lure the rebels into the trap. After her unexpected untimely death, she became the leader of the local people.
It is remembered that many gentry later petitioned, and the local county governor came forward to build the Red Flower Empress Temple to commemorate this heroic woman, and also to praise loyalty and filial piety.
The original belief of the Red Flower Empress was very pure.
Only in the past ten years has it evolved into the Red Lotus Way, with the slogan that the Red Lotus comes to the world to save all sentient beings.
Earlier, the believers of the Honghua Empress Temple were just ordinary people. These people also talked about loyalty and filial piety, and occasionally asked for children. After it became effective, a mess of beliefs gradually came into being.
He strolled up to the shrine, and with the incomprehensible expression on the paper mannequin Zhang, he lifted up the red silk of the shrine. What came into view was a dark-skinned demon god with eight arms emerging behind him and a black and red golden wheel behind his head.
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As soon as Wu Zi untied the red silk, an invisible scent of incense flowed out of it.
When the paper man Zhang saw Zhang Jian's actions, his eyes were a little surprised, but he still stood motionless.
For them, this shrine is more like a channel for receiving news, and they occasionally use it to worship.
At this time, as the red silk was untied, the voice in Zhang Jian's ear seemed to be clearer, with a hint of surprise.
"Mr. Sir, can you hear me?"
Zhang Jian looked straight at the divine eyes, and with his keen mind, he felt a sharp fluctuation of the divine power in them, but then he heard the voice say again suddenly.
"Mr. Lang, if you can hear my cry for help, please give me a stick of incense. The little girl will be grateful!"
Hearing this, Zhang Jian smiled and said: "One stick of incense? I'm afraid you won't be able to bear my one stick of incense!"
Upon hearing this, the power of the incense around the strange statue fluctuated faintly, and there seemed to be words coming out from within, but they seemed to be gradually blocked, and the words were slowly distorted.
His eyes fluctuated slightly, as if he saw the other party's dilemma, and he smiled.
"You are also a poor person. In memory of your filial piety and loyalty, I will give you half a stick of incense today!"
"I hope I can help your dreams come true!"
Hearing Zhang Jian speak, the paper man Zhang felt it was extremely strange, but Zhang Jian was far superior to him in Taoism, so he immediately took a stick of incense nearby and handed it to Zhang Jian.
Zhang Jian casually broke off the stick of incense in his hand, leaving only half of it, then lit it and inserted it into the incense burner.