Plane hunting

Chapter 883

Thanks: Xin Chaopai, Mu Muxiaomu, 08a, Zhonghuan Wang Zhatian, thank you brothers for your support, thank you in summer.

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"If fellow daoist agrees to this matter, no matter whether it succeeds or not, how about the poor monk helping fellow daoist to subdue this damaged 'Mountain River Sheji map' afterwards?"

Huang Shaohong's heart trembled when he heard Fudo's words. The reward promised by Fudo was actually a 'Mountain and River Sheji Map'!
This is really Xu Yizhongli!
Although this 'Mountain River Sheji Map' has been broken, looking at every piece of it, it can wrap and parasitize in a small thousand world. Just by looking at this kind of power, you can know how powerful this innate spirit treasure is.

However, Huang Shaohong sneered in his heart. He has experienced a lot, and now he is not the kind of fool who would lose the ability to think in the face of interests.

The immovable cakes are quite big, but they are so easy to earn. Why doesn't this monk earn money himself? It will be cheaper for him!

Huang Shaohong immediately chuckled, and wanted to refuse, but at this moment, there was a sudden vibration in his sea of ​​consciousness, which was a broken copper that dared not make a sound, implying something.

Huang Shaohong understood that Potong felt that he wanted to refuse, which was denying his idea and making him agree to the unmoving request.

His heart moved, and he asked Po Tong in his mind: "Po Tong, do you want me to agree?"

There was another shock, and it seemed that there should be no mistake.

Huang Shaohong felt ecstasy in his heart, Potong would naturally not be aimless, if this 'Mountain River Sheji Map' could not be restored, Potong would not have sent such a signal.

Since Potong asked him to agree, it means that there is a way to restore it, or it will be of great use. No matter what, Huang Shaohong has no reason to refuse.

Of course, on the surface, Huang Shaohong didn't show any eagerness. He smiled calmly and asked:

"Monk, are you joking? If you can subdue such a top-quality spiritual treasure, you will take advantage of me? In addition, this is the property of Empress Nuwa. Who knows if Empress, the old man, has left any hidden hands in it!"

"Although the baby is good, I'm afraid I'll see it someday, but I won't be able to accept it!"

Fu Dong helplessly smiled and said: "Fellow Daoists are really cautious, but that's fine, we should have such a cautious heart in cultivation!"

Huang Shaohong smoked a cigar, waved his hand and said:
"Stop those useless things. If you are sincere, explain the matter clearly. Let's talk about it if you agree or not!"

Unmoved and wry smile again and again:

"Okay, actually I shouldn't have said these things, but now that the sage has fallen and the immortals and Buddhas are all gone, it doesn't matter anymore!"

"Speaking of it, the matter is simple, that is, when I taught the Zhunti Saint in the West, I wrote a poem in the name of King Zhou during the Battle of Conferred Gods."

Huang Shaohong was stunned, and said with a smile:
"But that song."

"The Fengluan Bao tent is very beautiful, full of exquisite makeup."

"The song is far away and the mountains are flying green, and the dancing sleeves reflect the colorful clothes."

"Pear blossoms bring rain to compete for beauty, and peony cages are full of smoke and make-up."

"But you have to be enchanting and able to move, and get back Changle to serve the king."

He remembered that in the Romance of the Gods, King Zhou was fascinated and wrote this blasphemous poem against the saint Nuwa.

Fu Dong smiled wryly and said: "It's this one, considering that King Zhou is the King of Human Beings, and Empress Nuwa is the Holy Mother of Human Race, how dare he write such a blasphemy poem!"

"At that time, our Western Sect was on the decline. It happened to catch up with the heaven and earth killing ring, but the doom was not in our West. The two saints of our Western Sect believed that this was the opportunity for our Sect to rise."

"However, the disciples of the three sects of interpretation, interception, and humanism were instructed by the sage to stay behind closed doors. Only some humble disciples responded."

"The Zhunti sage was also a little impatient. He wanted to stir up trouble, so he fascinated King Zhou and asked him to write such stupid poems and do such stupid things, which aroused the wrath of the Nuwa sage, and set off a conferred god killing robbery. In the end, the monks of the three religions were all involved, and my Western religion also took the opportunity to grow!"

Huang Shaohong curled his lips. It's not easy for him to say anything about the saint, but the style of behavior taught by the West is really an obscene style of development.

Even if he didn't move, he knew that his family was in the wrong, so he had the right to ignore Huang Shaohong's disgusted expression.

Without moving, he continued:

"After the killing and calamity, the heavenly secret appeared. Naturally, this kind of thing can no longer be concealed. The sage Nuwa deduced the truth. My Western Cult and the Wa Palace have a grudge against each other!"

"Later, although the relationship between the two families eased, and Nuwa Saint no longer pursued the events of the past, the spirits in the 'Shanhe Sheji Map' regarded Nuwa Saint as their mother, and were deeply concerned about the events of the past."

"Although it was urged by the sage Nuwa to save many of my Western disciples, it only communicated with the poor monk simply, and he didn't even want to say a word. If the poor monk reveals that he wants to refine it I mean, I'm afraid that this weapon spirit will definitely be burned with the poor monk!"

Huang Shaohong shook his head, with a half-smile and said:
"It's a good excuse, but it's not a reason for you to cheap me!"

Momo nodded, and said simply:

"That's right. In fact, I have a lot of treasures in the Western Sect. Even if I don't use the 'Shanhe Sheji Tu' as a thank you gift, there are still treasures that can make fellow Taoists fall in love."

Huang Shaohong sneered and said:

"Let me just say, Monk, you'd better let go of any calculations you have. I don't like to be calculated by others, otherwise even if I promise you, if I find out in the future, you and I will become enemies!"

Momo sighed:

"The first is that it is indeed dangerous to save the gold cicada, so the poor monk offered a heavy gift. Second, I have recently calculated the location of one of the most important treasures of my Western Sect. Artifact spirit, under the suppression of treasures of the same level, can help the poor monk get the treasure!"

Huang Shaohong's heart moved: "The baby of the same level, could it be one of the two in the hands of the two Western leaders!"

Unmoved and noncommittal, he smiled and said: "But you can't say it, otherwise the treasure has a spirit, and it will be induced. It would not be beautiful to escape early!"

Seeing that Huang Shaohong was still hesitating, he was afraid that he would refuse, so he immediately smiled and said:

"Fellow Daoist doesn't have to make a decision right away. Within half a month, the young monks from the ten directions will not be in any danger. You might as well go back and think carefully before making a decision!"

When Huang Shaohong heard that he could go back and think about it, he quickly agreed, planning to go back and discuss it with Po Tong!
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"Brother-in-law, do you think this sugar figure looks like me?"

With a coquettish call, Huang Shaohong was brought back from memory to reality, and Xiaoqing's charming face appeared in front of his eyes, and the fairy was holding a sugar figurine in his hand.

The sugar figurine looked like it was made by a street vendor, it was lifelike, and it looked exactly like Xiaoqing.

Xiaoqing was like a child who got a new toy, she was overjoyed, she giggled and said:

"How about brother-in-law, that sugar seller is very skilled, do you think he looks like me!"

Huang Shaohong nodded amusedly and said:
"Like, it was carved out of the same mold as you!"

Xiaoqing smiled even more after hearing this, and put the sugar figurine to Huang Shaohong's mouth:
"Then let me treat you to dinner, okay?"

"Uh"

Huang Shaohong's head grew dizzy for a while, looking at the sugar man who looked like Xiaoqing, he took a bite, is it really good?
At this moment, he clearly felt that the eyes of the gossiping teammates around him were all looking at this side.

And behind Xiaoqing, Bai Suzhen also held a sugar figurine similar to her in her hand, looking at him with a half-smile.

Huang Shaohong coughed lightly, walked around Xiaoqing, reached out to take the sugar figurine from Bai Suzhen's hand, and said with a smile:

"I'll eat your sister's candy man if I want to, why would I grab yours? Yours, just keep it for yourself!"

Xiaoqing stomped her feet angrily: "It's fine if you don't eat it, as if I like letting you eat it!"

Huang Shaohong couldn't help coughing again when he heard this, this goblin, if he doesn't learn the human language well, he's talking nonsense!
Xiaoqing turned around with the sugar figurine and walked forward. Bai Suzhen wanted to go over to coax her, but Huang Shaohong grabbed her little hand and said with a smile:

"Let's ignore her, see if there is anything you like on this street, I'll buy it for you!"

Bai Suzhen could only smile helplessly, feeling both troubled and happy in her heart.

Xiao Zhuo and Du Yue'e over there saw this situation, they went forward and said something to Xiaoqing, and after a while, they made the goblin happy again.

Everyone traveled all the way to the west city, and found that this is the land of the capital. Compared with the east city, the west city is completely different.

On the west side, it is relatively deserted, and most of the residents are ordinary households of ordinary people, and it is rare to see high-rise houses.

Under the guidance of passers-by, everyone finally found the location of the City God's Temple in the capital. They saw that the temple of the highest god guarding the city and guarding one side was actually dilapidated and deserted.

It is a bit exaggerated to say that there are few people, but there is not a single believer.

Compared with the Daguo Temple, where the incense is at its peak and there are many believers, the difference cannot be measured in terms of distance.

On both sides of the ancient temple gate, on the left and right stone walls, there is a pair of couplets engraved.

The first couplet is: guard the way of heaven, protect the capital of the world, and shake the mountains and rivers of the five mountains.

The second couplet is: Dai Yinsi is stationed in the world, rewards the good and punishes the evil, and promotes the righteousness of the heaven and the earth.

On it is a plaque with gold characters on a black background, and five big gold characters 'The Emperor of the Capital of the World'!
Brother Xueyou saw the couplet from a distance, read it aloud, and then clapped his hands in praise: "It's so bold, it's worthy of being the imperial temple of the capital city that governs the city gods all over the world!"

Huang Shaohong shook his head and smiled: "Don't be disappointed for a while!"

He looked at the radiance of the gods in the temple. Obviously, the capital city emperor of this world, like the gods and Buddhas in the sky, does not exist anymore. Otherwise, the Town God's Temple would not have fallen into such a state. none.

The temple door was half-closed, and everyone walked in to have a look, but they couldn't laugh or cry.

Where is something half-covered, but the hinge on the door is broken, so that the door panel can't be closed at all, so it is supported by wooden sticks at the back, and it is left half open here.

Brother Xueyou's face is a little ugly. If you say that he is now a judge under the seat of the City God, he is also under the jurisdiction of the Capital Emperor. Seeing the immediate boss's immediate boss, the temple is so dilapidated, he naturally feels dull.

Immediately sighed and said: "The Emperor of the Capital of the World, why is he so down and down!"

Huang Shaohong had expected it a long time ago, but he didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "Okay, since we are here, we must revive the divine way, and naturally it will not be like this in the future!"

After he finished speaking, he led the crowd to go inside, and saw that the City God's Temple occupies a huge area, and there are dozens of temples and pavilions in it. At a glance, there may not be as many courtyards as there are five.

Walking into the temple, no one can be seen in the courtyard, but the courtyard is full of green pines and cypresses, and the layout is elegant and quiet, embodying the Taoist philosophy of 'harmony between man and nature' and 'Tao follows nature' everywhere.

The first hall is the Cihang Hall, which actually enshrines the Cihang Taoist who explained the teachings.

This made Huang Shaohong a little surprised, because in this world, there is also a saying that Cihang Purdue was taught in the West as Avalokitesvara.

In such Taoist temples, those who still enshrine the people of Cihang Taoism are somewhat rare.

Huang Shaohong is also a disciple of the Taoist school, and he is also the city god of the mansion. Naturally, following the Taoist tradition of entering the temple to burn incense and worshiping the gods, he led the crowd and offered three sticks of incense to the Taoist Cihang.

But there was not even an incense burner in front of the statue, so Huang Shaohong took one out of his luggage and gave it to Cihang to carry the incense.

After burning incense, pass through the Cihang Hall, and after entering the courtyard, there are stone lions guarding the gate. Inside the gatehouse, there are white horses and soft sedan chairs used by the City God. Of course, they are all molded objects. Envy's slightly shabby.

There are murals on both sides of the gatehouse, depicting the scene of the "City God" patrolling and traveling.

Walking through the gatehouse, I found that there are two side halls on both sides of the courtyard. The side hall on the left is dedicated to the land public and the land grandmother in the capital.

The side hall on the right side is dedicated to the God of the Mountain and the Grandmother of the Mountain God. There are murals of loyalty, filial piety, honesty, festival, propriety, righteousness, benevolence, love, and eight virtues, which attract people to be good.

At this point, Huang Shaohong can't offer incense anymore, he is the city god, and if he wants to offer incense to the land and mountain gods, the statues must collapse.

So he just asked Xiaoqing and Zhizhuzi, and Quanzhenzi and his disciples went to offer three sticks of incense to show his heart.

Going further back is the main hall of the City God Temple, which enshrines the capital city emperor who is in charge of the city gods all over the world!

There is also a couplet in front of this hall.

The first couplet is: Welling is prominent in protecting the country and supporting the community.

The second couplet is: The holy way is brilliant, and the nectar is given to save the people.

Huang Shaohong nodded, this pair of couplets could not be more suitable for the people in this temple, because the emperor of the capital of the world in this world is the famous Wen Tianxiang, Wen Xiangye.

For Wen Xiangye, there is no disrespect for the descendants of China. No matter in terms of priesthood or emotion, Huang Shaohong gave Wen Xiangye three sticks of incense as a matter of course, and respectfully worshiped him three times.

Seeing Huang Shaohong like this, the others followed suit, and they all went forward and burned three sticks of incense.

But what made Huang Shaohong frown was that the main hall of the City God was even more dilapidated than the pavilions in front. Not only were there no censers and altars, but even the other statues in front of the City God were gone.

Originally, behind the statue of the City God, there should be a maid holding a fan, civil servants and military generals lined up on the left and right. There should also be four statues of judges, four secretary statues, bull head and horse face, black and white impermanence, and there should be statues of gods in the hall.

But now I can only see the bases of those statues, but I don't know where those statues are.

Suddenly Huang Shaohong's ears moved, he walked around the hall with big strides, and walked towards the back.

There are two or three courtyards at the back, with a rock garden in the middle, and a pavilion and sleeping hall. It seems that it was the place where Taoists practiced and lived in the Town God's Temple in the past.

However, at this time the garden was overgrown with weeds, not only was there no one to take care of it, but also piled up a lot of bricks, stones and living things. There were also a lot of wine jars and goods in the sleeping hall, as if someone used it as a warehouse.

Huang Shaohong didn't pay any attention to this, and walked to the innermost dilapidated low room, where a lot of firewood was piled up, it turned out to be a firewood room in the temple.

In the firewood room, an old Taoist priest in his dying years was lying down on a bamboo mat, coughing non-stop.

Huang Shaohong just heard the sound of the old Taoist coughing, so he locked on here with his spiritual sense and found it.

The old Taoist faced the wall and turned his back to the door. When he heard someone coming in, he didn't turn his head, but said in a trembling voice:
"Everything that should be robbed has been robbed by you. What else do you want to do? Even if the poor Taoist dies, he will not sell the temple property, so you should give up your heart."

After speaking, he coughed violently again.

Huang Shaohong frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Are you a Taoist priest in this Town God's Temple? Who is going to seize this temple property? Tell me, and I will make the decision for you!"

(End of this chapter)