She's going to be a sect boss

Chapter 144 True Monarch
next day
He Miao had had breakfast at the inn, and planned to have a detailed discussion with the person in charge of the troupe.

Song Zishu has been completely reduced to a small follower, obediently following behind He Miao.

There were people coming and going on the street, and there was a lot of voices. Many people gathered together, and they didn't know what they were crowding around.

"Brother, what are you all doing?" He Miao asked the waiter.

The waiter cheerfully motioned He Miao and the two to look outside the inn, and explained: "You two don't know something, this is the Guanjiangkou Xiansheng Erlang Zhenjun specially invited by us here to prepare for tomorrow's welcome competition."

"Zhenjun Erlang?"

Song Zishu asked strangely.

Before waiting for the waiter to answer, I saw the gongs and drums outside, a group of people came over carrying a chair, on the chair sat a fairy-like figure, it was Erlang Zhenjun.

He Miao only glanced at it, doubts abounding in his heart.

It's not that the person doesn't look like a fairy, on the contrary, it's that the person looks too much like a fairy.This person has a yellow shirt and gauze hat. He is handsome and handsome. He holds a three-pointed double-edged gun. He is no different from the Erlang God He Miao saw in temples or New Year pictures.

Even the seal on the forehead has a faint closed eye, which is naturally Yang Jian's most famous third eye.

"It seems." Song Zishu on the side couldn't help sighing.

The "True Erlang" who was sitting on that seat was surrounded by everyone, and left in a bustling manner, not knowing where he went.

"Walk."

He Miao picked up the wooden sword and walked out.

Song Zishu was taken aback for a moment, but quickly came back to his senses and chased after him.

He Miao walked after the lively crowd. She had excellent eyesight, and when she looked far away, the man was more than just a resemblance, it was as if she had stepped out of a painting.

Right now, the man was sitting on a chair with his head held high, accepting offerings from the people on the side of the road.

He Miao felt even more strange looking at it, pulled Song Zishu over and said, "Can you see who he is?"

Song Zishu was puzzled, scratched his head and said, "Isn't this Erlang Zhenjun?"

"No."

He Miao insisted.

She believes that there are gods in the world, but she never believes in the gods who live in the world.

In many cases, the more similar things are, the more vigilant they are.

"Don't look with your eyes, look with your heart." He Miao pointed out.

The eyes are most likely to be fooled by appearances, but a simple person like Song Zishu naturally has a pure heart. Probably such a pure heart can penetrate the illusory and go straight to the essence of things.

In case of indecision, seek inwardly.

This is what He Miao's master, the old man Shen Gu, once said to her. If you are not sure, you should ask your own heart inwardly. Your heart should know the answer.

It's just that many times, people in the world are blinded by their own obsessions and desires.

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Song Zishu was full of question marks.

Seeing this, He Miao didn't force him. After all, the last time he was able to see through the real body of Empress Jellyfish, it must not be deliberate.

"Let's go and have a look."

He Miao said calmly.

She wants to see who is this person who dares to use the name of Erlang Zhenjun.

Song Zishu was probably infected by the excitement of the crowd and was extremely excited.

The so-called "True Erlang" was carried all the way to the market.A stage has been set up there, and it looks like the meeting to welcome the gods will be held here.

"Auntie, wait a moment, may I ask where this Erlang Zhenjun came from?" He Miao stopped a kind-faced aunt and asked.

"Hush, don't dare to call Zhenjun by his name directly."

The aunt said respectfully.

"You don't know yet, but Zhenjun has great supernatural powers, and can go to heaven and earth. We have seen this with our own eyes."

The aunt was talking about saliva splashing, and she said excitedly.

"Not only that, Zhenjun knows every family, everyone's past and present lives."

This aroused He Miao's curiosity, "Oh, then I really want to see it too."

After all, he dragged Song Zishu to a queue.

In the queue, there are naturally men, women and children waiting anxiously.

He Miao saw that the real gentleman inside was sitting behind a dark yellow curtain, and there was a copper cornucopia in front of the table.

People who lined up in front of him threw a piece of silver or a few copper plates into the cornucopia, and when they heard the money fall into the basin, there was a "ding dong".

Then the person knelt down on the ground, kowtowed, and said what he asked for, or asked when he would get rich, or when he would have children, and when the disease would be cured.

"True Erlang" behind the curtain spoke.

Of course, people who are curious about their past and present lives are indispensable among the crowd.

He Miao heard with his own ears that the people behind the curtain talked about the old lady who was about to lose all her teeth, saying that she was a peerless singer in her previous life, and she had a beautiful appearance.

"What do you want to ask?"

He Miao said to Song Zishu, who was already fascinated by the sound.

Song Zishu's expression froze, as if he had thought of something, he clenched his hands nervously, pursed his lips, and did not speak.

"Remember to pay the IOU later."

He Miao only said this sentence lightly.

Song Zishu's face froze, he took out a writing brush from his sleeve, and began to write the IOU in aggrieved manner.

Naturally, He Miao would not spend money on such things, but she was really curious about this so-called "Erlang Zhenjun".

"Hey, you can ask in a while, just ask us what the previous lives were, and I will pay for this money."

As He Miao said, he took out two copper coins from his sleeve and handed it to Song Zishu.

Song Zishu fiddled with the two copper coins in his palm, obviously disliking the lack of money.Thinking of this, He Miao took out two more stones from his sleeve and signaled Song Zishu to accept them.

After all, the goblin behind the curtain probably just heard the sound, and he probably couldn't tell whether it was real copper coins or not.

When Song Zishu saw the stone, he guessed what He Miao meant.Immediately, he glared at He Miao viciously, turned his head angrily, and stopped looking at He Miao.Putting on a look of vowing not to be on the same team as He Miao.

He Miao saw that his cheeks were puffed up like a child, and the corners of his eyes were full of smiles.

I am bored tossing stones to play.

Finally it was Song Zishu's turn. He hurriedly threw two copper coins into the cornucopia, then knelt down reverently and kowtowed respectfully.

When he got up, there was dirt on his forehead, but he didn't realize it.

He Miao just thought it was funny, he was really a sincere child.

"Zhenjun, when can I find the person I want?"

Song Zishu couldn't wait to speak.

The smile on the corner of He Miao's mouth froze. She had never thought that the reason why Song Zishu ran away from home and wandered around the world was to find someone.

Who is this person he is looking for?
The goblin behind the curtain pretended to think for a moment, and said, "It's the person you want to find."

As soon as He Miao heard him speak, his head hurt.

This person's voice was rough, and when he spoke, it was as if someone was knocking on a broken bell. How could someone as handsome and handsome as his appearance be able to speak.

Moreover, as soon as he opened his mouth, there was a strange smell in the air. Could it be his bad breath?

He Miao couldn't help thinking badly.

"Just wait until the frosty sky of all kinds, and you can get your wish."

The person behind the curtain spoke.

Song Zishu was very excited when he heard this, and kowtowed again in a busy and respectful manner.

Just as she was about to get up, she saw He Miao, who was on the side, gestured to him with her eyes, asking about the past and present of the two of them.

Song Zishu was in a dilemma for a while.

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