When Taoist Longtu asked this question, the Taoist had already left the village and went into a desolate mountain col without stopping.
at this time.
The last trace of skylight disappeared in the western mountains.
In the forest, the old storks flying back and forth screamed sadly.
Wild grass stretches on all sides and there is no trace of human beings.
Only a small, dilapidated temple collapsed in front of the locust tree.
Looking from a distance, the mud shell on the wall has fallen off, there is no door, only half a plaque leaning on the door frame, with the word "City God" written on it.
Li Changan took a deep breath and led the donkey to wade through the grass.
This small temple was not easy to find. He asked all the people in the village and found it from an old hunter. It can be said that it is the only remaining temple within ten miles except the monk temple. According to the old hunter,
Tao, it was all because of the remoteness, dilapidation and narrowness of the terrain that it avoided the fate of having the Buddha's bird occupy the dove's nest.
But for the stingy temperament of the monks of Qianfo Temple, flies and mosquitoes are considered meat, which is somewhat unexpected.
But when they got closer, the Taoist priests also somewhat understood the sudden "generosity" of the monks.
This piece of "mosquito meat" is really too small.
With two statues of gods missing arms and legs, a narrow tribute table and a tattered futon, it was difficult to accommodate anything else, like an enlarged shrine.
But no matter how small and dilapidated it is.
But it is also the place where human underworld gods such as the City God live, and it is the best place to combine yin and yang.
Li Changan rubbed the donkey's top hair, stepped into the temple, and took out a name sticker from his arms.
The yellow book has red characters and the three characters "Yan Xinglie" are written on it.
The bearded man secretly handed this thing to him the night before, but the Taoist priest never expected that he would trouble him and ask for it again just one day later.
He was both astringent and uneasy. But then he laughed at himself, saying that he was just doing his best to obey fate. What was there to be uneasy about?
So, he took out a lighter from his pocket and lit the name sticker.
The green flames raised light smoke.
The Taoist priest couldn't help but hold his breath and concentrate.
Taoist Master Xishi said he had a way to deal with the Corpse Buddha, but there was no 100% way, it was just a final gamble.
In the previous conversation with Taoist Xishishi.
The two were surprised to find that the old liar in Li Changan's mouth was surprisingly similar to the great uncle in Xishi's mouth.
There is no need to say much about appearance and speech.
And they have the same habit of playing games (cheating and cheating).
He is also not good at magic (he only knows how to blind people).
There was nothing he could do. For himself and the people of Yuzhou, Li Changan decided to make three more bets.
The first is to bet on whether the old liar is really Luo Yuqing; the second is to bet on whether the journey from Yuzhou to Juzhou, a thousand miles away, can be traveled through the underworld in one night; the third is to bet on whether Yan Xinglie, who just made the mistake, can respond in a short time
His call.
But the green flames engulfed the name card bit by bit, already burning the Taoist priest's fingertips, but the surrounding area of the small temple was still filled with the howling of wind, the chirping of insects and the chirping of birds. Until the name card burned completely in Li Changan's hand, there was still no sign of it.
The change.
The donkey, understanding of human nature, barked, thrust its big head in, and licked the Taoist priest's fingertips.
But suddenly.
The Taoist priest discovered that the small space in the temple began to expand continuously, and the distance between the two statues in front of him continued to lengthen. Then, a magnificent gate tower actually "grew" out of it.
Immediately afterwards, the copper-covered door painted vermilion suddenly cracked open a gap.
"Brother Yan..."
The Taoist priest's joyful words stopped abruptly, and he was forced back by a piece of black hat protruding from the crack of the door.
Just when he had some bad premonitions, he saw another long flag sticking out from the crack in the door. Then, a pale-faced man wearing soap clothes jumped out.
It was the judge who seduced Yan Xinglie the night before!
"Bitter!"
The Taoist priest secretly screamed, unable to bear it, he glanced at the crack in the door behind the judge.
But the door seemed to have noticed the prying eyes, and closed tightly with a creaking sound.
The judge also waved his hand in front of the Taoist priest and said with a smile:
"Don't look at it. Yan has provoked Emperor Yin by recruiting them, so he won't be able to come."
The Taoist priest suddenly felt something in his heart, and he quickly raised his hands and asked, "May I ask the Lord, Brother Yan, who..."
"How dare you call yourself a god, little devil?"
The judge smiled and crossed his legs on the altar table, shaking the flag twice.
"Don't worry, it's not a big deal. It's just a punishment to go to the hell of excrement and shovel shit for hundreds of years."
The Taoist priest's face twitched and he didn't know what to say for a moment.
Finally, I remembered the purpose of my trip and looked at the judge in front of me. Although I didn't know what his temperament was, I still said sincerely:
"Rong is poor and shameless, but he has a ruthless request."
Having said that, regardless of whether the judge responded or not, he wanted to start the Thousand Buddha Temple matter from the beginning.
But the judge interrupted:
"Hold on, I know why the Taoist priests came here, but due to my status, I can't interfere in human affairs."
The Taoist priest showed a slightly disappointed look, but he changed the subject.
"Nothing."
He put the banner into his arms.
"The principles of the law are nothing more than human feelings. Since I came here to recruit Yan, I naturally will not just sit idly by."
This is really a turn of events. Thousands of words turned into just one sentence: "Thank you very much."
The judge shook his head.
"Taoist priest, don't be in a hurry to thank me."
"As I said before, as the judge of the underworld, I can't interfere more than anything in the affairs of the underworld. All I can do is leave a door open for you and light a lamp."
Leave the door open? Light the lamp?
The Taoist priest didn't know why and was about to ask.
The judge had already stood up and pushed open the city gate behind him to allow one person to pass through, revealing the scenery of the underworld wilderness behind the door - the boundless and splendid sea of flowers on the other side.
He looked back at the big green donkey and pushed the city gate open a little further.
Then, he took out an oil lamp from somewhere and lit it in front of the door.
The light shines into the door, but does not diverge. Instead, it converges into a strip of light that extends to the end of the sea of flowers.
"Stepping on this light leads to Juzhou."
Finally, he suppressed his smile and said solemnly:
"Remember! You must come back before dawn, otherwise the city gate will be closed and you will be stranded in the netherworld."
"Remember! There will be no ghost soldiers to protect you on this trip, and you must never step outside the light."
The Taoist priest naturally nodded in agreement.
Then I thought that time was tight and I couldn't talk more.
The Taoist priest led the donkey and stepped into the door. But when he came to the end, he suddenly remembered that he still didn't know the name of the other party.
"If you dare to ask the names of the gods, you can also offer incense on a good day."
"No need, no need."
The judge smiled and said:
"If you are a Taoist priest, you can ask me to taste your good wine. I heard Han Zhiwei say that your moon wine, Taoist priest, is the best in the world!"
Li Changan was both surprised and smiled.
I have to say, this world is so small.
He cupped his hands.
"must!"
…………
Zi Shi.
Juzhou City.
Everything is quiet.
Wang Qiao, the second master of the Wang family, still did not sleep peacefully. He only lit the incense burner and lay on the couch with his five hearts in the sky.
Of course, it's not that he's crazy. There's something famous here, too.
It is said that there are three corpse gods living in this person's body. Every time on the day of Geng Shen, they will leave the human body and ascend to heaven to report people's sins to God, so as to eliminate people's birth status, reduce people's salary and life, and make people die quickly.
Therefore, practitioners will practice day and night on this day, hoping to trap the three corpse gods and prevent them from going to heaven.
Of course, is it just a rumor? Is it effective? That’s another question.
Today, what a coincidence it is Gengshen.
Of course Wang Qiao also wanted to devote himself to "cultivation", but he was always distracted and unable to calm down.
Either I think of the oiran in the shop, or I think of the Taoist nun in the temple.
I sat there until my mouth was dry and my buttocks ached. Finally, I lost my temper and got up with my clothes on.
At this time, there was a commotion outside the door.
"There's a thief!"
"Help!"
"A thief broke in!"
…
Wang Qiao was shocked at first, and then became furious.
No wonder I feel restless tonight.
He picked up his sword from the wall and rushed out of the door angrily. He saw a boy stumbling over and shouting:
"Thief! Thief!"
"Why are you panic?!" Wang Qiao shouted, "Where is the thief?"
When the boy heard this, he turned around and was suddenly shocked. He fell to the ground and stammered:
"In the……"
Wang Qiao felt impatient after hearing this.
"Where?!"
"Right behind you!"
"ah?!"
Wang Qiao was taken aback. He quickly turned around and faced Huo Da with a donkey face.
Then, a thick, big, wet, and thick tongue licked up and washed his face.
Suddenly.
A string in his mind was suddenly broken, and he opened his mouth to scream.
At this moment, a yellow talisman was slapped on his forehead.
"Shut up."
Strange to say, after this sound, a hint of coolness hit his forehead, and the shock and anger in his heart suddenly disappeared. He also vaguely remembered that this donkey's face seemed to be quite kind.
He quickly opened the talisman.
"Li...monk?"
"Your concierge is really procrastinating... Sigh, I'll explain it later. Practitioner Wang, let me ask you."