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City God, also known as City God, has an extremely respected status in the religious culture of Chinese history. Even now, there are many City God Temples everywhere, and the incense is definitely at its peak.
He is somewhat similar to a god who guards a city. According to the scope of duties, a ghost like Zhou Ze is a bit like the director of a police station in the underworld. long level.
Because ancient cities were also divided into sizes, the sphere of influence of the city gods would naturally change and be different because of this. Smaller ones, such as the mayor on the grassland, actually didn't have many people in charge.
The bigger ones are the current governors of important places in the capital, infinitely close to the status of one of the princes.
The old man happily brought the three of them to visit the Town God's Temple in Tongcheng. At first, the old man was worried that the three would find it boring.
However, the three people who paid the salary were serious and solemn, and even when they kowtowed, they were extraordinarily serious and rigorous.
These three worshiped meticulously, which amazed many other pilgrims around. For a long time, Chinese people have always worshiped temples whenever they could. Therefore, the postures of worshiping gods and Buddhas are also all kinds of strange, in short, how comfortable and how I get used to it.
The postures and movements of these three people were coherent and neat, with a solemn and solemn feeling, which really caught the eyes of the pilgrims around them.
The old Taoist thought it was the three who finally got their tails between their legs after they came to the Temple of the City God, and he was still a little proud of his choice.
As everyone knows,
Although the three of them were prostrating, they were not trying to please anyone, but were really looking up and remembering.
Yes,
Remember.
Because the old man doesn't know, there is no City God in the Yin Division series.
Thousands of years ago, after the disappearance of the last Taishan government lord, Yama of the Ten Palaces rose up, evolved peacefully, and established the current Yin Division.
Although there were people who rebelled and opposed in hell, they were all quickly extinguished. However, most of the city gods in the underworld were thinking of the Lord Taishan and not under the jurisdiction of the underworld.
After that, it is the countermeasures of the Yin Division. The Chenghuang lineage will either be suppressed or exiled, and in the subsequent Yin Division system, this will not be set directly.
Although the sun is still prosperous,
But in the netherworld,
It is another scene and pattern.
The reason why this situation occurs is also because the city gods in various places are canonized by local loyal people or fierce generals who died in battle, and the blood of uprightness and unyielding is shed in their bones.
After the visit,
Gou paid and bought incense, ready to worship.
But at this moment, there was a creaking sound from the ceiling.
Gou Zhi raised his head and looked up,
I saw three fat-headed and big-eared mice above, with a faint red light on their bodies, jumping up and down on the beams, while the pilgrims below were unaware.
Seeing the salary,
smiled,
This is Fushu,
It is auspicious for those who see it.
The temple is prosperous and the incense is flourishing, so the rats here are naturally fat and big-eared, and they are contaminated with the smell of incense, which can only be seen by lucky people.
Gou Xin took out a handful of candies from his pocket, and quietly placed them in a corner behind the statue where not many people noticed.
Seeing that Gou Xin and the others were paying homage, the old Taoist was happy to have a leisurely time, and ran to a middle-aged Taoist priest who set up a stall in the temple to chat and talk about the mountains.
There was a fortune-telling booth in front of the middle-aged Taoist priest, and a basket of fruit with a sign on it saying "Sakyamuni Fruit".
Just because the fruit looks like the pattern on the head of a Buddha statue.
This thing, the old way knows, the scientific name is actually called custard apple, which is considered a tropical fruit, but it can also be picked in the mountains, and it is considered a wild fruit among the local population.
Authentic custard apples are actually quite delicious, the flesh is sweet and delicious, and milky white, but the old man knows that the custard apples here must be picked in the wild. Due to the climate, water and soil, the fruits in this basket will definitely not be very delicious .
"Want to eat?"
The middle-aged Taoist asked the old Taoist.
"It's quite expensive, isn't it?"
asked the old Taoist.
"fine."
The price is actually marked, but it is not cheap.
"Is it sweet?" the old Taoist asked.
"No money for those who are not sweet."
The middle-aged Taoist replied with a smile.
"Okay, weigh me two catties that are not sweet, and I will take them away."? heroes.
At this time, inside the statue in the temple,
A woman's voice came:
"Your temple body? Open your eyes and take a closer look. Is there still your identity tablet in the underworld?
It's nothing more than the Shuo Shu under the upstream,
The more heroic other people are, the more cowardly you will appear.
And what's the use of keeping these incense?
Why don't you give it to me! "
In fact, women have the absolute upper hand in the stalemate, but it is not easy to refine a city god.
And at this time,
The three mice seemed to be full and began to move around. Two of them bit the beam and actually bit off the thread on it. Many banners that were hanging on it fell directly on the sculpture of the city god.
for a while,
The two human faces on the Buddha statue seem to be suppressed together and no longer appear.
A catastrophe seemed to be eliminated at this time.
"Let's go, go to the next place."
After the worship was over, Gou Xin said to the old Taoist.
"Success, the car is outside, let's go."
The old man also nodded, the Town God's Temple is so big, and the three of them have been playing together for so long, which is beyond the old man's expectation.
But at this moment,
The middle-aged Taoist came out yawning, stretched himself, twisted his body, the banner fell, he saw it, and planned to call someone to hang it up again in the morning;
However, when he bent down, he saw a talisman paper on the ground.
"hehe."
The middle-aged Taoist picked up the talisman paper,
In line with the principle of not wasting,
It was directly sent to the incense burner in front of the City God sculpture to be burned by itself.
The talisman quickly burned,
When the middle-aged Taoist was about to sit back,
The whole person was stunned immediately,
Because of the banners that originally fell from above and covered the sculpture,
Suddenly they also inexplicably burned together.
"Oh my god, it's on fire, it's on fire, get the fire extinguisher, get the fire extinguisher!"
The middle-aged Taoist shouted.
And the sculpture of the City God, who had been sitting there for many years without moving,
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