"Are you talking about the old man who saved your life in the dream? But do you know where he is?
And whether it was a dream or not, it's not certain whether he actually exists." Ya'an expressed her worries aloud.
Qin Feng looked confident: "He must exist, and he is in the City God's Temple in Suiyang City!"
The group of people left the restaurant and followed the waiter's guidance to find the City God's Temple here.
If we say that the new ancestral hall is full of beautiful women, it is always full of customers every day.
Then this Chenghuang Temple is a goulan where aunts gather, not to mention people, even a dog is hard to see...
Zhan Qingfeng looked at the desolate streets, the dilapidated stone walls and ancestral halls, with a surprised expression: "Brother Qin, are you sure that person is staying here? Is this a place where people live?"
"I didn't say he was a human being." Qin Feng replied.
"What do you mean?" Ya'an looked confused.
"If I'm not wrong, then the old man may be the City God in the City God's Temple, and both the Night-Wandering God in the weird ancestral hall come from the fairy world!" Qin Feng said in a surprising way.
Everyone took a deep breath when they heard this.
Although there are demons and ghosts in this world, the understanding of gods and demons among everyone present still remains in the legend.
Even though City God's temples exist in many cities in Daqian, people worship the City God mostly in the hope of finding peace of mind in troubled times.
Who would believe that there really is a City God in the world?
As for the so-called night wandering god Qin Feng said, no one had witnessed it with their own eyes. Even though they trusted Qin Feng, they still had a trace of doubt deep in their hearts.
Ya'an even directly raised his doubts: "According to various geographical records, there are at least ten Chenghuang temples in Daqian.
If the City God really exists, why has no one mentioned it since the founding of Daqian?"
After hearing this, Qin Feng raised his head and looked at the crack in the fairy world high in the sky, and the others followed suit.
"Maybe the immortal gods enshrined in the major ancestral halls in Daqian originally existed, but because the connection between the immortal world and the human world was blocked, they could not come to the world.
But now the rift between the fairy world and the human world has been opened again, and they have returned to this world again through some means."
At this moment, Bai Wushuang sniffed the air: "Hey, it seems to smell of wine and peanuts."
Is your nose made of a dog? Why can't I smell anything... Qin Feng raised his eyebrows slightly and then said: "In the dream, the old man was drinking wine and eating peanuts.
, it seems that he is inside."
The group of people came to the entrance of the ancestral hall, and at first glance, they saw that the huge courtyard was full of desolation.
The weeds have not been taken care of for a long time, and have grown up to about everyone's knees. The walls and the ancestral hall are full of traces left by the ravages of time.
Half of the wooden door outside the ancestral hall collapsed, making a creaking sound when the breeze blew.
Everyone looked around and saw no one. There was only a two-foot-tall statue in the dilapidated ancestral hall. The surface was covered with dust, and the paint had peeled off in many places.
"Brother Qin, are you sure he is inside?" Zhan Qingfeng leaned forward, but still did not dare to step in.
Now, he has an inexplicable fear of the ancestral hall, especially after Qin Feng experienced the strange dream last night, this fear has penetrated deep into his bones.
"Whether it is yes or not, we will find out once we go in." Qin Feng was the first to walk and raised the soles of his feet first.
But before he could fall down, Bai Wushuang behind him let out a scream.
Zhan Qingfeng and everyone immediately felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy and were on full alert: "What's going on?"
"Where is the danger?"
Ya'an subconsciously hid behind Qin Feng.
Qin Feng also hurriedly retracted the soles of his feet and quickly mobilized the righteousness in his body to deal with the crisis that might arise at any time.
But a few breaths of time passed, but nothing happened. In the huge courtyard, only the breeze blew, and there were waves of sand and dust.
Everyone looked at Bai Wushuang, as if waiting for an explanation.
Bai Wushuang scratched his head and said sheepishly, "I just smelled peanuts and suddenly remembered that I haven't eaten yet today."
"..."
This small episode also made everyone relax a little bit from their tense mood.
Qin Feng and his party finally entered the ancestral hall. After careful inspection, they found that no one was seen.
"Could it be that I guessed wrong? That old man is not the city god of this temple?" Qin Feng couldn't help but have such doubts in his heart.
But at this moment, he noticed that in front of the statue of the City God, on the long table where tributes were placed, there were several empty plates and a small wine glass.
The wine in the wine glass has basically bottomed out, and among the empty dishes, only one has a few peanuts left on it.
Think about it, the City God's Temple is already in such a dilapidated state, how can anyone come to offer tribute?
Qin Feng also took a closer look at the wine glass and dipping saucer. They were exactly the same as those used by the old man in his dream last night.
An idea instantly formed in his mind: "Does it mean that if you want your senior to appear, you have to pay tribute first?"
Once this idea came into being, it lingered on. Qin Feng was a man of action. Without too much hesitation, he took out the drinks and food from the Xumijie and placed them one by one on the long table.
Then he clasped his hands together and said silently in his heart: "Junior Qin Feng, thank you senior for saving your life last night. I am here today to inquire about something, and I sincerely ask senior to show up."
Bai Wushuang moved her index finger when she saw a table of delicacies. These were delicacies that were rare to see in Suiyang City.
She wanted to reach out and grab a piece of beef with soy sauce and put it into her mouth, but was slapped away by a hand, and a vicissitudes of voice sounded: "Today's dolls are so out of control that they even dare to eat the tributes.
Could it be that after thousands of years, people in this world no longer respect ghosts and gods?"
"Who? Who is talking?" Everyone was surprised and looked for fame, and then everyone turned pale with shock.
I saw that the statue of the City God actually bent down, as if it were a living person.
As a burst of golden light lit up, a phantom walked out of the statue of the City God, and then transformed into an old man. It was the one Qin Feng saw in the mirage last night!
This old man is indeed the City God!
The old man picked up the jug, filled a glass for himself, drank it all in one gulp, and couldn't help but exclaimed happily: "Good wine!"
"Senior, if you like it, there are many more here, junior." Qin Feng said respectfully.
The old man put down the wine glass, grabbed a handful of beef and put it into his mouth. After chewing it, he asked lightly: "You are a young man who knows etiquette. Tell me, why are you here to find me?"
Qin Feng did not exchange too many pleasantries and told the truth about Mr. Jia in Fengtian City, and then stated the purpose of his trip.
"... According to what senior said last night, the being enshrined in another temple is the Night Wandering God. I don't know if the death of Mr. Jia and others is related to this god."
"You should have the answer in your mind, why bother asking me?" the old man said leisurely.
"This junior is just still doubtful, because the temple has existed for half a year, but the city of Suiyang is peaceful.
Moreover, we have made many inquiries and found out that the Night-Wandering God in the temple is almost always responsive to requests, and the people in the city seem to be full of praise for him."
Hearing this, the old man sneered: "Even the Emperor of Heaven cannot respond to requests, how can a mere night wandering god have such ability?
What you see and hear is nothing more than the dreams of ignorant people."
Qin Feng and others were stunned: "What do you mean by this, senior?"
Could it be that everything they saw and heard in the city was false?
The old man raised his head and said calmly: "One of the principles controlled by the Night Travel God is called Huanmeng. True and false can only be realized in a single thought."