On the wedding night, the substitute princess cured the war king's poison

"I have seen several palace maids. How can I tell them apart?" Li Xuan asked eagerly.

"It's not a palace maid, it's..." The spirit snake was about to say that she was a woman disguised as a man, when suddenly there was lightning and thunder in the sky, and it seemed like a purple lightning was striking directly towards him, scaring him so much that he disappeared instantly.

Sure enough, the secret must not be leaked, otherwise it will be wiped out.

Thousands of years of cultivation cannot be destroyed in just one day.

Li Xuan was confused, where was the fortune teller just now? Why did he disappear in the blink of an eye? Is there such a master of Qinggong?

Looking up, the sky returned to a warm and sunny sky, as if the thunder and lightning just now were an illusion.

The onlookers advised: "Sir, that fortune teller must be a liar. He was struck by lightning for lying."

"Don't believe his nonsense."

Li Xuan nodded, "I understand, thank you."

When he turned around and left, the spirit snake hiding in the distance sighed regretfully, "Your Highness, it's not that I won't help you, it's really the law of heaven that I dare not violate."

Ning Luo and Guizhi also saw strange phenomena in the sky just now.

"Is this a fellow Taoist who has attained enlightenment and ascended to heaven, or is this a wicked person struck by lightning?"

Listening to her talking to herself, Guizhi said: "Never mind it, just don't hack us."

"If we don't do bad things, we won't be afraid of being struck by lightning."

"Well, you are not qualified to bear this thunder." Ning Luo said meaningfully.

Guizhi didn't know the reason and didn't bother to guess, so he urged: "Sir, let's go faster. We're afraid the City God will go to heaven if it's too late."

"Why are you so anxious? You have to bring tribute when you ask God. If you ask with nothing, the great God will not pay attention to you."

Ning Luo turned around and went to the preserved fruit shop on the street to buy fruit cakes.

After buying several dozen, I passed by a watermelon stall and picked out a big watermelon.

When we arrived at the Chenghuang Temple, we were given twenty taels of silver for the incense.

Guizhi was very puzzled.

She thought to herself that the City God was not a great god, so he did not deserve to give him so much money.

"Sir, are we taking things too seriously?"

"You've lived in vain." Su Ran gestured to her to look at the other people who came to pray to God.

Some people came with many tributes, while others came empty-handed.

"If you were the City God, facing so many people asking for help, who would you help?"

Guizhi said: "Of course we are protecting the poor. Look at how pitiful they are."

Ning Luo tapped her forehead, "Wrong, generally speaking, we should protect those who are sincere first."

Guizhi asked: "Are those poor people insincere?"

"Most of them are not sincere and ask God to do things with nothing. They also want to ask for a big benefit, such as having a son or making a lot of money."

"What's wrong with that?"

"It's a big mistake. If you give up, you will gain. If you don't give up and think too much, that's greed."

"As for those who bring tributes, they pay first and then seek rewards. Most people just want to be safe and healthy. Naturally, they are more likely to be noticed by the gods and respond to their requests."

In fact, gods look down at all living beings in the world, just like humans look at ants, and it is really difficult to distinguish what is right and what is wrong.

Those who bring tributes are naturally more eye-catching.

Moreover, cannibals have short mouths, and gods eat other people's tributes, so of course they have to help.

After Ning Luo finished raising his points, he walked straight into the City God's Temple.

Guizhi seemed to understand.

Incense lingers in the main hall of the Chenghuang Temple, and there is an endless stream of people kneeling down to pray to God.

The huge wooden sculpture of the City God stands in the center of the hall, with a raised eyebrow and a high nose, showing no anger and self-importance.

The incense table was filled with tributes.

Ning Luo ordered Guizhi to place the tributes on the incense table.

Then light candles and incense.

As soon as she put on the incense, a burst of green smoke drifted over.

Ning Luo then saw the immortal body of the City God appearing.

Unlike the sculpture, he actually looks like a middle-aged military commander with clear features.

"The little god has seen the Immortal and does not dare to accept the Immortal's worship."