Talk about the world of mortals in detail

Taoist Xue walked in a hurry. Previously, he followed the county magistrate's wife and his entourage from the City God's Temple. This time he hurried to the City God's Temple again.

It was noon, and there were relatively few pilgrims in the Chenghuang Temple. Of course, Taoist Xue could not have come to set up a stall, nor would he stop in front of the temple gate. He would go straight to the main hall after entering the courtyard.

When ordinary people go to the Chenghuang Temple, they naturally burn incense, worship the gods and pray according to the script, but of course Taoist Xue will not do it that simple.

There were temple workers cleaning up the main hall. Although he seemed to be a Taoist, he immediately wanted to go over and sell sandalwood. After all, the other party didn't seem to buy incense from an outside stall.

However, the temple worker had just taken two steps when he saw Taoist Xue put down his suitcase and took out an incense stick from his suitcase. The temple worker immediately rolled his eyes and lost interest.

Don't say that you didn't notice the contempt of the temple workers, even if you noticed Taoist Xue, you wouldn't care.

The incense stick in his hand was only as thick as his forearm, and after opening it, a faint fragrance came out from it.

There were not many incense sticks in the incense tube. There were only five sticks in total. Taoist Xue carefully took out three sticks of sandalwood from it. He did not rush to light it. Instead, he held the sandalwood sticks in his hands and stood quietly in front of the statue with his eyes closed. , muttering words in his mouth.

After a while, Taoist Xue opened his eyes, but he did not stop chanting. He seemed to be reciting a mantra while respectfully placing a piece of yellow paper on the side of the incense burner.

"Hey, hey, who told you to put things around?"

The temple worker yelled, but was glanced at by Taoist Xue.

This look seemed to have some kind of shock, which startled the temple worker. He was speechless and just cursed a few words in his heart. Anyway, he would just clean it up in a while.

After Taoist Xue put down the yellow paper, he held the sandalwood and went to the candle on the side to borrow fire.

One step, two steps, three steps. Starting from lighting the sandalwood, Taoist Xue became very particular about his steps, adjusting the seven-star steps to walk around the front of the statue of the City God.

While chanting, he held the incense and bowed. After three bows, he took three steps forward and carefully and respectfully inserted the sandalwood into the incense burner of the sacred table. The sandalwood penetrated the yellow paper and penetrated into the ashes below. The Taoist said: The mantra just happened to be recited at this moment.

"Pray sincerely, ask questions sincerely, and respectfully ask the Lord City God for guidance."

After the incense was inserted, Taoist Xue also knelt down towards the statue, straightened his body and bowed down

During this process, the temple worker who was still packing his things couldn't help but look at Taoist Xue a few more times. After all, this Taoist came in to offer incense and worship gods in many ways, which was really rare.

But at this moment, seeing the Taoist bow down, the temple worker was slightly stunned. His eyes focused on the three sticks of incense that the Taoist had inserted just now.

Oddly enough, the smoke from the three incense sticks was like three straightened thin wires, extending from the incense burner to the top.

The temple worker subconsciously looked up. The smoke seemed to have no end in sight, just "poke" straight up.

The temple worker was shocked. Even though he had never seen such a situation, he probably came back to his senses and understood that the Taoist priest in front of him was really capable.

Even the movements of packing up things and pulling out the remaining candles on the candlestick became much gentler, for fear of disturbing the Taoist.

Taoist Xue straightened up slowly at this moment, looked up at the direction of the incense burner, saw the state of the three incense sticks, a smile appeared on his face, and then he knelt and took two steps forward, as if to get the Yao cup.

Seeing that it was not convenient for the Taoist, the temple worker over there hurried over, went to the corner of the sacred table, took the Yao cup and handed it to Taoist Xue.

"Taoist Master, give it!"

"Thank you!"

Taoist Xue held the Yao cup quietly on his forehead, looked up at the statue, and silently recited the question. The temple worker on the side wanted to listen but could not hear it.

The first question: With my poor behavior, if I risked my life, would it be possible to save the Liu family?

This is the most critical question. If this question fails, Daoren Xue will leave immediately, otherwise he will die instead of saving people.

After reciting silently, Taoist Xue released his hands and the Yao cup fell down.

"Pap~"

The Yao cup fell to the ground, and Taoist Xue was refreshed.

One positive and one negative, holy line!

The temple worker next to him had forgotten his work. He watched the Taoist throw down the rope, and then looked at the statue. Suddenly he found that the three incense sticks on the altar were shortened almost instantly.

This scene made the temple worker's eyes widen. It was the first time he had seen such a thing after living and working in the temple for so long.

At this moment, Taoist Xue had already picked up the Yao cup, raised his forehead and closed his eyes in silence again.

Second question: Does this evil have nothing to do with Liu himself?

In fact, Daoist Xue already had an inclination towards this question, but he decided to ask it anyway.

"Pap~"

The Yao Cup falls, but it is still the Holy Yao!

The temple worker on the side swallowed a sip of saliva. This time he stared at the sandalwood incense and confirmed that in an instant, a large section of the incense burned down, and a large section of the incense ash on top also instantly appeared, and then Just fell down.

Taoist Xue took a deep breath, picked up the Yao cup, stood up, placed the Yao cup on the magic table, and reached for the lottery tube on the side.

The third question: What I saw was a ghost, a demon, or something else. Please ask the City God to give you a sign to indicate it.

But at this moment, when Taoist Xue got the lottery tube, the bamboo tube cracked with a "click".

"Wow, wow, wow."

The bamboo sticks fell all over the floor and were scattered at Taoist Xue's feet. Taoist Xue was stunned on the spot. The temple workers on the side were also at a loss, but the latter subconsciously looked at the three sticks of incense.

"Taoist Priest! Your incense has gone out."

Daoren Xue was startled. He raised his head and looked at the divine case. Not only was the incense extinguished, but two of the incense sticks were also broken!

At the same moment, in the underworld, the City God who had been sitting with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes, and the dark quiet room around him seemed to brighten at this moment, turning into a temple above.

The City God stood up and stepped out. His tall body seemed to have stepped down directly from the altar. Looking down, he saw a Taoist looking blankly at the ground. The bamboo sticks broke and the bamboo sticks scattered on the ground.

The City God frowned, stepped out of the City God's Hall, and climbed to the top of the temple with a slight leap.

Looking in the direction of the county government office, I could vaguely see a black mist coming into my eyes, but when I looked closer, it seemed to be an illusion.

I originally thought it was a matter of retribution. When Taoist Xue offered incense, the City God sensed something and took a closer look. He learned that Liu Huifang was an innocent person, but he didn't expect such variables to exist.

It was just a matter of mental calculation after observing Qi. Although there were still some ambiguities, Cheng Huang had already understood that the first two questions and the last question of Taoist Xue were not related, but they were related. They were related, but they were not the same. Something.

Turning around and stepping out, the City God had returned to the temple hall.

Taoist Xue raised his head and looked at the statue of the City God in front of him, majestic and solemn, then looked at the incense burner of the divine case, and finally looked at the signature on the ground, his face changed from slightly panicked to gradually calmed down.

"Time is also destiny. This is a calamity for a poor man!"

Taoist Xue understood that he might be able to save Mr. Liu by risking his own life, but the life he risked would probably be lost!

The City God on the side heard Taoist Xue's words and shook his head slightly, with a playful smile on his face. This Taoist was quite interesting.

The City God pointed his finger at the ground, glanced at Daoren Xue again, then took a step forward, walked up to the altar and disappeared among the statues.

Dao Xue and the temple workers, who were mortals, could not notice all this. At this moment, one of them was a little lost and the other was at a loss.

After a long time, Taoist Xue came back to his senses and handed over to the temple workers.

"If you damage a lottery ticket tube, I will compensate you according to the price. I don't know how much it will be?"

"Uh, Taoist Priest, no, no, there are so many of these bamboo tube temples. Even if they are gone, I will just go home and make one."

"Thank you very much!"

Taoist Xue didn't say much. After nodding his thanks, he went to pick up bamboo sticks. However, the temple workers quickly picked up all the bamboo sticks on the ground.

"Taoist Master, these are my business!"

Taoist Xue still nodded, then walked to the incense burner, carefully pulled out a bit of sandalwood under his body and put it away, and then even more carefully put away the yellow paper he had just put on it.

With a slight shake of his hand, the ashes from the three sandalwood sticks gathered in the center of the yellow paper.

"Uh, Taoist Priest, don't worry about what you were doing just now, I won't tell anyone else!"

Taoist Xue smiled. Curiosity is human nature, and he didn't hide anything.

“Ask God, ask God, that’s all.”

With that said, Taoist Xue wrapped up the incense ashes, packed up his things, put his suitcase on his back and walked out of the main hall.

At this moment, Taoist Xue seems to be calm, but in fact he is quite confused. Everyone is greedy for life, and everyone is afraid of death. I don’t know when it was used as a derogatory term, but it is also the most obvious human nature.

Yearning for life and reverence for death, without these two points, life has deteriorated, and the same is naturally true for Xue Daoren.

The smoke in the temple seemed to permeate around Taoist Xue, and his steps seemed a little dazed. There was a big difference between preparing to fight and knowing that he would die.

At this time, someone seemed to be humming a song outside the temple. The song was vague and unclear, but the rhythm was very pleasant.

Taoist Xue approached the gate of the temple and passed by the temple minister and another temple worker. He also passed by other believers who came to offer incense. Everyone could see that this Taoist seemed to be in a trance.

The closer we got to the temple gate, the singing became clearer.

"I was born with a body of seven feet~~~ I have to bend my back even when I have to fight with rice~~~ I walk in this vast world~~~ I am confused and not at ease~~~"

Xue Daoren seemed to have come back to his senses. He walked outside the temple to seek fame. On the opposite street, a figure walked away humming a song. With just one glance, Xue Daoren recognized that it was the old man from yesterday.

Mr. Yu!

"Hey - Mr. Old - Mr. Yu -"

Xue Daoren rushed to the opposite side with his backpack on his back, shouting as he ran, causing many people on the street to turn around and look at him, but the old man walking away in front seemed not to hear him.

"Old sir, wait a minute——"

Mr. Xue's legs alternated rapidly, from a trot to a long run. No matter how hard he ran, he couldn't catch up. Suddenly, he felt pain in his feet.

"Ah hiss."

Xue Daoren fell directly, but he didn't bother to check the condition of his feet. Instead, he panted and looked ahead, but he was no longer able to chase. It seemed that the physical strength just spent chasing was ten times more than usual.

"Ho, ho, ho, old man, wait a minute."

A feeling of frustration arose inexplicably in Daoren Xue's heart, but the old man in front stopped and looked back.

"Human, what you do and what you don't do depends on Taoist priest. Why are you running around with a bamboo stick on your leg?"

Mr. Xue was stunned for a moment, then looked down and saw that what had just pierced his foot was a bamboo stick. It might have been embedded in the ankle gaiter. It slipped into the shoe while running and pierced the instep of one of his feet when he exerted force. .

Taoist Xue immediately took out the sign and took a closer look.

Winning the lottery: The interaction between the water and the shore, the inside and outside of the mirror are indistinguishable, the mind is clear and enlightened, the cause and effect show themselves.

Taoist Xue frowned slightly and looked up again, only to see that the white-haired old man in front of him had disappeared.