"Ancestral hall?" Qin Feng looked up and saw a lean man speaking.
He didn't ask any more questions and motioned for the other party to continue.
"Master Jia has a habit of worshiping gods and ghosts wherever he goes.
Whenever you encounter a mountain temple or a Chenghuang Temple, you will definitely go in and burn a stick of incense.
Sometimes, even if the statue enshrined in the temple is not human or ghost, Mr. Jia will never miss it.
According to what he said, if you worship gods and Buddhas too much, they will automatically bless you, no matter what they are, this is called being sincere and spiritual."
Qin Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, but he could understand what Mr. Jia was thinking.
The world is so chaotic, and when you go out to do business, you are bound to encounter dangers.
Instead of worrying all day long, it is better to find a spiritual sustenance to make yourself feel better.
This can also be regarded as a kind of psychological suggestion.
Just like him in the previous life, he would hang up a poster of Conan before every exam to try to get a good start, but the results were often disastrous...
Facts have proven that superstition is of little use.
The lean man said again: "The destination of our trip is Suiyang City in the Southern Region, which is rich in fine fragrant wood and is the best choice for making incense.
Mr. Jia worshiped gods and ghosts as usual, but nothing happened along the way.
But after arriving at Suiyang City and worshiping at the ancestral hall there, some strange behavior occurred."
Suiyang City... Qin Feng's heart sank when he heard this. If he remembered correctly, one of the nine cracks in the fairy world that Anya mentioned before was near Suiyang City.
Is there any relationship between the two?
"What weird behavior?" Qin Feng asked curiously.
The lean man swallowed a mouthful of saliva and recalled: "That night in Suiyang City, I went out to relieve myself in the middle of the night, and suddenly I heard a thumping sound coming from Master Jia's guest room.
I was curious, so I got closer, and heard Mr. Jia's voice constantly coming out, as if he was talking casually. When I listened carefully, it was clear that what he was talking about was - money, money, money!
By the firelight in the guest room, I finally understood the source of the bang-dong-dong sound. It was clearly someone who was constantly banging on the door of the guest room!
At that time, I was so excited that I didn't dare to stay any longer and ran back to my room.
I originally wanted to talk to others about this matter, but the next day Mr. Jia seemed to be fine, exactly the same as usual.
I didn't say much, just thinking that maybe I had fallen asleep in the middle of the night.
Now that something like this has happened to Mr. Jia, it must have something to do with the weird behavior that night!"
Qin Feng frowned and thought for a while, then asked again: "Do you know what is enshrined in the ancestral hall where Mr. Jia worships in Suiyang City?"
"How do I know this? I don't believe this." The lean man waved his hands repeatedly.
At this time, another groom said: "I do know a little bit."
"Tell me."
"When the master went to the ancestral hall, I drove the carriage. The incense there was very good and people came and went. I searched for a long time before I found a place to park the carriage.
I didn't go inside the ancestral hall, but took a peek inside when I walked through the gate.
The huge ancestral hall looks quite new, with red tiles and white walls, but there are no statues in the ancestral hall. I guess it is not a City God's Temple or a god or Buddha."
Qin Feng nodded slightly. There must be a huge statue standing there in the City God's Temple or the Temple of Gods and Buddhas for people to worship.
Since there are no statues in sight, and the temple is very new, there is a high probability that it is a wild temple belonging to some strange existence!
The groom spoke again: "While waiting for the master, I also heard the conversations of passers-by.
They all say that the immortals and Buddhas in the ancestral hall are more efficacious than those in the Chenghuang Temple. They basically get what they ask for, and it is precisely because of this that the incense in the ancestral hall is so prosperous."
Responding to requests is even more sinister... Qin Feng looked at Deng Mo, who also had a solemn expression.
After the questioning was almost done, Master Deng dismissed everyone, and then said to Qin Feng: "It seems that if you want to find out the ins and outs of the matter, you have to go to Suiyang City to find out."
Suiyang City is located in the southern region. Starting from Fengtian City heading south, it takes almost 2,400 miles... Qin Feng recalled the "Geography of Daqian" in his mind.
"Qin Feng, although you have just returned to Fengtian City not long ago, I still hope that you can go with me on this trip.
After all, that weird black energy is useless to you, and I feel more at ease with you here." Deng Mo said sincerely, as Sizheng, the Demon Slayer of Fengtian City, he cannot leave at will, otherwise he will go there in person.
Qin Feng pondered for a moment, then nodded and agreed: "Don't worry, Mr. Deng, I don't need you to tell me, I want to go there too.
It’s just that I have to go back and tell my family about this matter so that they don’t have to worry.”
Qin Feng naturally has his own considerations. If the things behind Suiyang City are really related to gods and demons, he naturally cannot sit idly by and ignore it.
Moreover, with the existence of Thunder Qilin and Little White Ball, even if there is real danger, he can be alert in advance.
"That's good. Then tomorrow morning, I will ask Zhan Qingfeng to take some people with you."
Zhan Qingfeng was stunned when he heard this. He thought of the wealthy businessman and the gangsters with their heads shattered. He was so frightened that he trembled and said immediately: "Master Deng, I won't be bathing tomorrow. How about you replace me with someone else?"
Hearing this, Deng Mo replied calmly: "Your rest is postponed."
"ah?"
"has a problem?"
Zhan Qingfeng gritted his teeth: "To be honest with Mr. Deng, in fact, I have a rest tomorrow and my subordinate planned to meet a girl to resolve important matters in his life.
I am already twenty-three, and my mother at home is also urging me hard, so I hope Master Deng will give me this opportunity!"
As he spoke, Zhan Qingfeng took out a handkerchief from his arms and vowed that this handkerchief was a token of love given to him by the girl!
Deng Mo was not a hard-hearted person. After hearing this reason, he planned to relent and choose someone else.
But Qin Feng caught a glimpse of the handwriting tattooed on the handkerchief, and twitched the corner of his mouth and said: "It turns out that the girl that Brother Zhan wants to see is in Piaoxiang Garden. Could she be the top one?"
Zhan Qingfeng blurted out: "Girl Yingchun is not the number one, just a little famous... um."
Deng Mo's face instantly darkened: "If I don't see you tomorrow morning, don't show up in the Demon Slayer Department again. Do you understand?"
"Subordinate...I understand." Zhan Qingfeng has a face like a bitter gourd. As a veteran in the workplace, his favorite thing is fishing, and what he hates the most is business trips...
Deng Mo turned his head and said to Qin Feng: "I will also write to the Demon Slayer Division and Sword Alliance of Suiyang City about this matter, asking them to help you."
A place with cracks in the fairy world and cracks in the ghost world, although there will be many dangers, it will also provide many opportunities.
After all, in the land of cracks, the concentration of ancient divine energy and ghostly energy must be much stronger than in other places.
This is the case in Suiyang City.
Therefore, although Suiyang City is not a Celestial City, it still has a gymnasium of the Kendo Alliance.
The Sword Alliance also has many connections with the Dagan Demon Slayer Division, and can provide certain assistance to the latter when necessary.
"Then thank you so much, Mr. Deng." Qin Feng said, cupping his fists.