I'm reborn, so it's not too much to kill the one who traveled through the book, right?

Arriving at the entrance of the village, Shen Rong saw through the crowd a group of people walking towards them, among them there were several Taoists in Taoist robes.

The leading Taoist priest held a whisk in one hand, had white hair and a long beard, and a gray goatee that hung down to his chest, looking like an immortal.

Shen Rong was shocked. Where did Mr. Zhou invite this person from?

It looks quite similar.

I didn’t know what the people in front said. The group stopped for a while and then continued to head south, straight to the temple gate at the foot of the mountain in the south.

The gate of Dongyue Temple was closed, no different from what Shen Rong had seen before.

Behind the temple is a group of dark mountains, which seem to be in a different world from the bustling scene at the foot of the mountains.

Under normal circumstances, no one would come here at this time.

Shen Rong was afraid that Changsheng would run around, so she held him tightly.

Everyone stopped outside the temple gate, and gongs, drums and cymbals were lined up outside the gate.

The Taoist priest with a white beard walked to the door with a whisk in his hand, chanting a magic spell silently while stepping on the Gangdan. The bells, drums and cymbals beside him rang together, startling a flock of birds.

The villagers stared at the wonder for a quarter of an hour before the old Taoist pushed open the gate of Dong Yue's temple.

As the main gate opened, the firelight shone into the temple, and the villagers saw the statue covered with red cloth in the temple by the light of the fire.

Then the old Taoist priest brought several young Taoist priests to consecrate the statue.

The so-called consecration ceremony is to bring the spiritual light of the sun, moon and stars in nature into the temple, so that the statues enshrined in the temple can receive the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and create the well-being of all people.

After the consecration, the Taoists used the clean cotton cloth prepared in advance to wipe the dust off the statues.

Next, they would use a needle to poke the eyes, ears, nose, mouth, hands, and feet of each statue, symbolizing the awakening of spiritual awareness.

When the Taoist priest is opening the orifices of a statue, he always asks loudly each time he opens an orifice: Has the statue’s eyes been opened?

The young Taoist priests next to them answered in unison: It’s open!

Is the hand light open? The Taoist priests next to him shouted in unison: Open!

The villagers outside the door also echoed: It’s open!

The sound is getting louder and louder.

Until all the orifices are opened.

This is not all. The old Taoist priest was seen using a brush to touch the eyes, ears, nose and other parts of each statue to send spiritual energy.

Then take off the red cloth covering the statues and fold them, and untie the red strings connecting the statues.

These blessed items are endowed with a sacred aura, and owning any one of them can bring peace to the owner. After the ceremony is over, if someone prays for peace, these will be given to believers.

Shen Rong thought it was over, but the Taoist priest struck the token and said in a loud voice: "Three thousand six hundred joints and eighty-four thousand pores have been opened. All joints are connected and all pores are connected. After the opening, all gods will respond."

The young Taoist priests below answered: "All the disciples thank the gods for their grace, and thousands of rays of light are sent to the sky."

The old Taoist priest then asked: "After the opening ceremony, all gods will respond. I wonder if the world is bright?"

He replied, "The world is bright, and the divine light shines everywhere."

After finishing all these, the Taoist priest held a court sceptre in his hand, chanted a magic spell silently, and stepped on the Gangdan while chanting, with the gongs, drums and cymbals ringing beside him.

At this time, several young Taoist priests knelt on the prayer stools on both sides of the hall, put their hands together, and chanted scriptures with the old Taoist priest.

The villagers who were watching the fun nearby also knelt down.

The young Taoist priest bowed his head, and the villagers followed suit.

The young Taoist priests were silent, and the villagers followed suit. The young Taoist priests bowed and prayed, and the villagers also bowed and prayed.

When the villagers were kowtow- ing until they felt dizzy, a ray of morning light suddenly emerged from the sky in the east.

Its daybreak!

The two clan leaders, reminded by the young Taoist priest next to them, put the offerings on the table. Firecrackers and gongs and drums rang out, and the villagers finally came back to their senses from their kneeling worship. At this moment, someone in the crowd shouted, "Buy the first incense stick!"

The villagers immediately rushed forward.

Shen Rong had just stood up, but before she could stand firmly, she was pushed by someone behind her and staggered. Fortunately, Changsheng grabbed her and prevented her from falling.

"Changsheng, let's not go in, let's go outside!" Shen Rong said, holding Changsheng's hand.

"Oh." Changsheng hurriedly protected Shen Rong and walked out of the crowd.

As for Liu Jinfeng and Ergou, they had already squeezed away to who knows where.

Shen Rong didn't care about anything else and left the crowd under Changsheng's protection.

The two of them didn't know that there was a gaze in the temple that was always on them and didn't leave until a long time later.

The villagers in front were still crowding. Fortunately, those who came were all young and middle-aged people, and the elderly and children did not go out in the dark, so nothing could happen for a while.

"Don't rush! Don't rush!" The young Taoist priests had not expected to encounter such a situation, and they immediately hurriedly stopped the villagers.

A clever Taoist priest shouted, "Don't grab it, there's no incense in it! There's no incense!"

The villagers finally came to their senses.

right!

If there is no fragrance inside, what is there to fight for?

Everyone came here before dawn following the sound of gongs and drums. No one thought of bringing incense. What's the point of grabbing the first incense stick at this time?

"Fellow villagers, don't worry. We have been busy for several hours and it is already daybreak. Let's go back and have a rest. You can come back to burn incense later.

Anyone who comes to burn incense will be given a red silk that was consecrated today. From today on, the temple will provide free porridge for three days. I hope fellow villagers will tell each other so that all villagers can come and eat the porridge for free."

As soon as the young Taoist priest finished speaking, the crowd cheered again.

Outside the crowd, Shen Rong saw that she had seen enough of the excitement and prepared to go home.

As for burning incense, there is no rush since my home is so close.

Hearing that the temple was providing free porridge for three days, the villagers visited the Dong Yue Temple and then hurried home to inform their relatives.

Everyone has many relatives, both from the same village and from neighboring villages, so naturally they would be invited to take advantage of any opportunity.

After all the villagers left, a handsome man in a red robe walked out of the room behind the main hall.

With a pious look on his face and holding incense in his hand, he walked to the statue and burned incense.

If Shen Rong were here, she would definitely recognize that this person is Zhou Minglang.

At this time, the Taoists had already left the hall, and he was the only one left in the hall.

Just as Zhou Minglang inserted the incense in his hand into the incense burner, he heard light footsteps behind him. Then, a young man's voice was heard in the empty hall.

"I say, Zhongzhi, when did you believe this?"

The man was dressed in a black robe and walked in a small square step. With his right hand in front and his left hand behind, he walked to Zhou Minglang in a graceful manner, his eyes falling on the statue sprinkled with gold powder.

Zhou Minglang ignored him. He lit the incense, bowed, and then turned around.

"I survived a disaster last time because of a miracle. You don't have to believe it. It's getting late. Let's go!"

Zhou Minglang raised his leg and went to the back door.

"You dragged me on this journey at night just to come here to burn incense?"

"What else?" Zhou Minglang led two horses out from behind the temple.

"Haha... I thought you had a girl you'd been thinking about day and night who you wanted to visit!" Chen Jingyuan mounted his horse and laughed softly.

After Zhou Minglang got on the horse, he turned around to look at the bamboo forest opposite. Without answering the other party, he clamped his legs around the horse's belly and was the first to leave the foot of the mountain.

The man in the black robe had nothing more to say and immediately rode his horse to catch up.