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The Town God's Temple is outside the county seat, six miles to the east.
Xu Qi'an and his party rode on horseback and arrived at their destination within a cup of tea.
A small temple with black tiles and white walls is located not far from the official road. The small temple is surrounded by white walls, and a narrow path connects the temple to the official road.
The Town God's Temple is quite popular, and there are non-stop ordinary people in plain clothes and rich people in bright clothes going back and forth through the narrow path, entering and leaving the temple.
There are also several carriages parked outside the temple.
"Call!"
Xu Qi'an reined in the horse in front of the temple gate, got off the horse, helped Mu Nanzhi down, and tied the horse to a wooden post by the roadside with Li Lingsu Miao Youfang. . .
He closed his eyes and sensed for a moment, and was immediately disappointed that there was no dragon aura around him.
Standing at the gate of the temple were two tall and thick men, they stretched out their hands to stop them, held their heads up, and said:
"When you enter the temple to burn incense, you will be given twenty Wen first."
Tickets are also available in this era. Although the temple god has nothing to do with the dragon spirit, since you have met it, let's go in and have a look Xu Qi'an glanced at Li Lingsu, who curled his lips and took out two Hand over ten coins.
The man on the left took it, looked at the brocade robe on Xu Qi'an's body, heyed, and said:
"Twenty Wen per person."
Mu Nanzhi frowned, this guy was obviously looking at the nice clothes Xu Qian was wearing, and was waiting for an opportunity to ask for money.
"Why don't they use it?" She pointed to a young couple entering the temple.
"They are regular customers, so of course they don't need it." The man at the gate had his own way of saying it. He seemed not at all afraid of trouble, and said impatiently:
"If you want to burn incense, give the money quickly, and get out if you don't have any money."
Xu Qi'an raised his head to appease Mu Nanzhi, and said, "Give it to him."
After paying the money, the four of them stepped through the gate, and Xu Qi'an glanced at it. The courtyard was divided into two halves by the bluestone road leading to the temple. On the left was a merit pagoda cast in yellow mud, burning yellow paper.
On the right are two rows of candlesticks with a height of half a person, and each red candle is burning, and the wax tears are rolling.
Many pilgrims gathered on both sides, or burned yellow paper, or lit candles.
The four of them walked through the courtyard and entered the Town God's Temple. The things enshrined in the temple immediately attracted their attention.
It was an ugly, shirtless kid with a big belly. It raised its hands high and dragged a stone mirror. The mirror seemed to be damaged, with only half of it left.
It's not that the statue is broken, but the mirror itself is broken.
In front of the sculpture, more than a dozen pilgrims are worshiping devoutly. On the right side of the incense table in front, stands an old woman with gray hair. Her cheeks are thin, her forehead is high and wide, and she looks a bit like a mouse.
Shrewd and philistine.
There is no energy fluctuation, no wronged soul, no evil spiritXu Qi'an ran the Yuanshen, scanned around, and confirmed that this is just an ordinary Town God's Temple.
Whether it is the Temple of the City God is yet to be discussed.
A normal Town God's Temple obviously doesn't enshrine an imp.
Li Lingsu also inspected the small temple by means of the "switch" of the eighth grade of Taoism. He shook his head slightly at Xu Qi'an, expressing that he found nothing unusual.
Is the waiter exaggerating? Xu Qi'an was a little disappointed. Rather than saying that the behind-the-scenes tricks were so sophisticated that he couldn't detect the clues, the truth that it was obviously the shop boy who was deceiving people was more reliable.
It is impossible for a small county town to be like Tianzong, where two crouching dragons and young phoenixes appear to deceive the dignified Xu Yinluo.
Xu Qi'an pondered for a moment, walked up to the sorceress, and said:
"We are foreigners. We heard that the Town God's Temple here is very efficacious, so we went into the temple to burn incense. You are a witch. May I ask what kind of god is enshrined in the temple?"
The old woman glanced at him, seeing Xu Qi'an wearing a robe of good material, her eyes lit up, she coughed, and said in a deep voice:
"Young man, you have come to the right place.
"In the temple is worshiped the god of heaven, which is an omnipotent god. The mirror held in his hand is called the mirror of god of heaven. Through this mirror, god of heaven can see the affairs of the world.
"My old man sees that your seal has turned black, and you are afraid of bad luck recently. You can come here to burn incense because the god of heaven is blessing you in the dark. He has seen your bad luck."
Xu Qi'an showed a "horrified" expression in cooperation, and said:
"What's the explanation for this, me, everything has been going well this way."
The old woman said lightly:
"The time has not yet come. If you want to eliminate bad luck, the old body can show you the way."
Waiting for Xu Qi'an to nod, she examined Xu Qi'an's clothes and said:
thesp; "I have secretly investigated for a few days, and have found out the truth. The sorceress learned a few magic tricks, secretly harmed people, and pretended to be a temple god to intimidate the people.
"Now that he has been executed, you don't need to come here to make offerings."
Upon hearing that this young man is from the government, the pilgrims felt much more at ease.
The sky is big and the earth is big, and the imperial court is the largest. Because of this, having the imperial court come forward can make them feel more secure.
"But, but the temple god is really effective." A pilgrim said.
If it is just intimidation, they will not be able to make them burn incense and offer offerings willingly.
"The owner of the rouge shop in Guanghua Street was killed by a sorceress. This officer has already investigated this matter." Xu Qi'an said.
Only then did the pilgrims feel relieved.
Xu Qi'an turned around and entered the temple, took out an ingot of official silver from his arms, handed it to the middle-aged man, and said:
"If you are sick, you have to see a doctor."
After asking the address of the middle-aged man, he turned to Li Lingsu and said, "Go and see the situation later."
He is worried that the middle-aged man's mother-in-law is dying, and ordinary doctors are unable to recover.
Li Lingsu nodded.
The middle-aged man knelt tremblingly: "Thank you, my lord, thank you, my lord."
At this time, Miao Youfang picked up the money bag next to the sorceress' son, threw it to Mr. Zhang, and said:
"Forget about what happened here, don't underestimate your daughter-in-law because of it."
The young man surnamed Zhang glanced at the corpses of his mother-in-law and son, and spat hard. He gave the three of them a silent nod, hugged his wife and left.
Miao Youfang turned his head and spat at the corpse, as if he was used to it:
"My uncle has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and the number of such villains killed cannot be counted."
"This is not a good thing!" Xu Qi'an said.
This shows that the imperial court's jurisdiction and rule over various places are already very weak. When the order is gradually shaken, chaos will occur frequently.
Someone will stand up and establish a new order. At that time, the dynasty will either change, or the dynasty will experience huge trauma and survive.
Xu Qi'an glanced outside, confirmed that all the pilgrims had been driven out, immediately closed the temple door, and ordered:
"Li Lingsu, summon a spirit!"
As soon as the words fell, Miao Youfang suddenly clutched his chest, his face was livid, and he slowly shrank to the ground.
His face was as suffocated as a pig liver, his eyes turned white, and the breath of life passed away quickly.
A warrior who was at the pinnacle of refining the gods was on the verge of death for no reason?
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