Although it is called the Land Abandoned by the Gods, there are actually a large number of temples in the Golden Gold Plains. It is far away from Bega and far away from the Lingxu Gods. Other gods have more room to play here.
"Although Puyin Shen was recorded in Shao Jian's notes, one hundred and fifty or sixty years later, I have to make sure that it is still alive." So He Lingchuan asked someone to find out first.
If the temple is full of incense, then the god himself is probably still there. Moreover, God Puyin has performed miracles one after another in recent years.
This is an indispensable trick if you want more humans to serve you. Of course, it takes a lot of effort to reveal miracles. As a small god, Puyin God can only perform miracles to a limited extent.
More than a hundred years ago, Mitian would perform the miracle of Huanghuang every year on the Heavenly Sacrifice Day, which was so spectacular that the people of Panlong City helped the old and young to the outskirts of Panlong City. This became a commemoration day.
Puyin God does not have such powerful divine power and cannot display such wonders. He can only resort to clever ways, such as appearing in front of people to fulfill certain people's wishes, or relying on believers to do things.
Dong Rui wanted to ask: "Why did you choose this Puyin god?"
"According to Shao Jian's notes, Puyin God is not one of the Lingxu Gods, but it is not a wild god either. It belongs to another group of gods, and its supreme leader is called Ksali Tian. They are the main opponents of the Lingxu Gods."
Dong Rui’s taste: “You don’t want to play the trick of ‘the enemy of your enemy is your friend’, do you?”
"No, even the Kshatriya gods are very dangerous. Shao Jian almost exposed his secret back then, and I don't intend to get in touch with them in depth. So I asked you to bring your outfit." But they didn't bring the apes, the two monkeys were too conspicuous.
After turning around the mountain road, there is a smooth road ahead, and the number of buildings on both sides of the road gradually increases.
Yahara Township is right in front of you.
Both of them were wearing robes and curtain hats. There were many pedestrians on the road, so their attire was not eye-catching.
Probably today is not a market day, the countryside is not lively, there are low mud houses everywhere; the ground is dirty, dust is raised when cattle and horses pass by, and small ponds can be seen occasionally on the roadside, with suspicious foam floating on the surface.
The villagers they met all walked with their heads lowered and their faces looked gloomy, and Yahara Township was filled with a depressing atmosphere.
Dong Rui asked someone for directions, and the person pointed without looking back: "There, walk to the end."
"May I ask, what happened here? Why is the atmosphere not right?"
"There will be another war ahead, and it will be fought every two days." The man sighed repeatedly, and it was unclear whether he was angry or self-pitying, "I can't live anymore, I won't give you a way to survive!"
The two of them saw that his face was weathered, his eyes were covered with wrinkles, and two teeth were missing in his mouth. But a closer look revealed that he was only in his early thirties or early thirties.
"Where is the war going?"
The man stretched out his finger to the east and shook it for a long time. After the man had walked almost two feet, his voice floated over: "Stone head."
Shihoutou is a city. Before He Lingchuan set out, he basically understood the geographical location here. Shihoutou City is ten miles away to the east and is the local gateway.
If there was a war in Shizhoutou, the flames of war would most likely spread here.
When civilians encounter deserters, they will most likely be robbed; when they encounter pursuing soldiers, they will also be robbed. However, the reality is that after they encounter deserters, they will soon encounter pursuing soldiers again...
No wonder the villagers looked so weak.
In the Golden Plains, war is not an accident, and most people can only accept their fate when faced with it.
The two continued to move forward and soon arrived at the Puin Temple.
The open space in front of the temple is very large - most markets are located in front of the temple - which makes the temple building relatively compact, covering an area of less than 300 square meters. The vermilion door wall and high pointed roof are different from He Lingchuan.
Architectural styles I have seen before.
Most temples are built on high places, and the Puyin Temple is no exception. It is built on a hill. The two of them had to walk up sixteen stone steps before they could enter the main hall.
However, after going up, He Lingchuan and the two found that the temple door was tightly closed and there were five men guarding it outside.
These five people looked like they were from the military, and they even had weapons on their waists.
He Lingchuan had good ears and could still hear the murmuring of prayers coming from inside.
Temple blessings usually involve standing next to the statue of the god, sprinkling some pure water on the kneeling pilgrims, and saying some auspicious words such as good luck and good fortune, but what He Lingchuan heard now was that they worked together to win the battle...
…
Are the distinguished guests inside praying before the war?
Dong Rui stepped forward, and the five men immediately pulled out their scabbards to stop him:
"Wait!"
He Lingchuan made a gesture so that the two of them would not conflict with each other.
The temple was quiet, but the barrier was not raised because He Lingchuan could hear the breathing inside.
After a while, someone finally sighed, showing disappointment:
"Puyin God did not appear."
The other person, who was probably from the temple, whispered: "Yang Shoubei, don't be discouraged. Puyin God is paying attention to you and will continue to test you."
Yang Shoubei laughed at himself: "I hope it won't be tested for too long, otherwise the stone head will be finished."
Miao Zhu hurriedly said: "The gods know everything, Yang Shoubei should be careful what he says!"
Then the door creaked open, and Miao Zhu led someone out, just in time to meet He Lingchuan face to face.
This man was about twenty-three or four years old, tall and thin, with a short beard and piercing eyes, and he could tell at a glance that he was possessed of force.
When he saw Congratulations, Dong and Dong couldn't help but frown.
The temple blessing also shouted: "Please take off your curtain hat, don't be rude in front of the gods!"
Different gods have different rules, but since you come here to worship, it would be dishonest to hide your head and show your tail.
Dong Rui put it bluntly: "It doesn't matter whether you pick it or not."
This temple wishes P a lot of things.
Before the temple minister could say anything, the men pressed their hands on their weapons: "I told you to take off your hat, didn't you hear? If you want to go in, take off your hat, or we will do it for you."
Dong Rui hehey, and sure enough he took off his curtain hat.
Others still couldn't see his true face, because he was actually wearing a wolf head mask under the curtain hat!
This is a mask specially made by Songyang Mansion, which can block out the prying eyes of spiritual thoughts. He Lingchuan asked them to make a batch of them, and Wan Qifeng brought them all to the Shining Gold Plain this time.
When the two of them visit God Puyin, of course they cannot show God his true face.
As I said before, it doesn’t matter whether you pick it or not.
However, when the seven people present saw them, their faces changed drastically. The five men drew their swords in their hands, and Miao Zhu hurriedly took two steps back and shouted: "Zhao Jun, Zhao Jun's grimace! Yang Shoubei...
"
Yang Shoubei strode forward with a murderous look on his face: "You dare to come here to chase me? You are asking for your own death!"
Seeing that he was about to swing a pair of big axes, He Lingchuan pulled Dong Rui back and said in a deep voice: "Misunderstanding, we are here to find Puyin Shen. We don't want to cause trouble, and we don't want to kill anyone!"
Dong Rui interjected: "We are from out of town and don't know anything about Zhao Jun."
Yang Shoubei still looked at him with eager eyes: "Take off the mask before you speak."
He Lingchuan took off his curtain hat, revealing a dragon-headed mask. He did not argue with Yang Shoubei, but threw something into the temple.