[Liao Zhai] Lanruo Temple

It was already the fourth month when Quan Shangren returned to Montenegro.From spring to summer, returning to Montenegro is a time of blooming flowers.

Quan Shangren returned the Seven Treasure Branches to Huai Xu. This magic weapon was of great use when he was traveling. Whether it was hiding his identity or casting spells to save people, the Quan Shangren had not discovered all the wonderful uses of the Seven Treasure Branches until now.

Huai Xu said: "Since you are back, let's go to the Great City God. The ghost messenger has been arrested and brought to justice, and you, the sufferer, have to go there."

The Master Quan took Huai Xu's seal and went to see the Great City God. The Great City God gave him two choices and said, "One is that the Yin Division will give you a compensation. The other is that you kill him a hundred times to end the cause and effect."

The Quan Shangren did not hesitate to choose the Yin Division to make up for it, and the Great City God's eyes flashed, feeling a little pity in his heart.

It's not a pity for Yin Division's compensation, but a pity for Quan Shangren's lack of energy.

Standing at a high point, the Great City God could tell that Quanshang had already stepped into the Earth Immortal Realm with half a foot. Of these two choices, if he chose the former, he was doomed to step into the Earth Immortal Realm later.

The Great City God didn't point it out, and said: "Okay, please follow me."

The Great City God chose three rare treasures for Quanshang in the secret treasury, silver rings, banners and talismans.

These three rare treasures, the silver ring is used to capture, the flag and flag is used to hide form, and the magic talisman is used to protect the body.None of these three rare treasures are for attack, they are all for personal protection.

Just one side, the Great City God already understood Quan Shangren's mind.

When Quan Shangren returned to Montenegro, he explained what he had done.Huai Xu sighed in his heart, and said: "It's okay, since you have chosen this way, it is also because of your Dao heart. You rest in the mountain for a few days, and then go down the mountain to do good deeds and earn good deeds."

Quan Shangren's heart trembled, as if he understood something, but he didn't grasp the essential point.He is now fully focused on how to earn good deeds, he didn't think too much about it, and only thought that Huai Xu was considerate of him, so he withdrew.

Huai Xu sat cross-legged in front of the two picture scrolls given by King Qin Guang. The pictures of hell and ghosts at night have a lofty artistic conception, but return to the basics.

Huai Xu was slender and slender, with gentle eyes.

He is considerate of Quanshangren. Quanshangren earns good deeds by himself, even if he breaks his leg, he may not gain much.But what shantang does is to make a living for a long time, build bridges and pave roads, hire the poor, and live countless people.

Quanshang people are well managed, so naturally they have to share a lot of profits.

The Great City God gave him two choices. The first choice was to maximize the benefits, but he also missed an opportunity of cause and effect.

Huai Xu sighed, and said, "Although goodness is good, it is a bit weak after all."

After all, the concept is different. Quanshang people pursue benevolence and kindness, so Huai Xu sent him to do good deeds, and only hoped that he could realize the gate of the earth immortal in kindness.

After Quanshangren left the mountain, Huang Dalang officially took charge of the family, taking over Quanshangren's position to manage the Black Mountain Demon genus.

Unlike Quan Shangren, who are highly respected, Huang Dalang acts on the basis of wisdom and ability.

One is that morality is convincing, and the other is that ability is convincing. There is no distinction between superior and inferior, and each has its own merits.

Bai Xianzhi has never left the customs, and there is a great momentum to become an earth immortal. Huai Xu was a little worried. He thought that Bai Xianzhi was not far from the realm of the earth fairy, and he would even be able to become an earth immortal after Quan Shangren.

However, Quan Shangren lacked vigor and enthusiasm, and he had to delay becoming an immortal.But after Bai Xian's retreat, Huai Xu had a feeling in the dark that Bai Xian's land could become a fairy.

Soon after, a god in golden armor visited the ghost market.

Shenren never concealed his identity, the golden light and clouds spread out, and he entered the ghost market wearing a golden mask.

Not long after wandering around in the ghost market, Jinjia Shenren entered Lan Ruoju, ordered a pot of sake and a plate of dried beans, and sat by the window.

It is good wine, with a faint aroma of Sophora japonica, the wine is clear, and you can see a petal of Sophora japonica floating in the cup.

Peanuts are just ordinary dried soy sauce, but it can make the gods eat it without feeling dirty in their mouths.

With a thought in his heart, Shenren put down his chopsticks, reached out to call the waitress, and ordered another table of dishes.

Drinking and eating slowly, after eating for half a day, the wine was finished, and the man of God was about to order another jug ​​of wine, when a young man in a crimson robe put a jug of wine in front of him.

The man of God looked at the young man, and was also looked at by the young man.The two looked at each other, Huai Xu smiled first, and said, "Where does the god come from?"

Jinjia Shenren said: "Are you the owner of this restaurant?"

Huai Xu said: "It's me. I've watched Zunshen for a while, but I don't know if Zunshen has something on his mind or a story?"

Jinjia Shenren said: "What if you have something on your mind, and what if you have a story?"

Huai Xu said: "It's not that much, I just have a pair of ears to listen."

The Jinjia Godman laughed and said, "You want to hear my story?"

Huai Xu said: "It's not that I want to listen, it's that you want to talk." Huai Xu poured him a glass of wine and said, "This pot of wine is for you."

Jinjia Shenren drank the wine in his cup and then narrated what was in his heart.

Jinjia Shenren was on duty under Emperor Taishan. He was just a little god. Because of an accident, he got acquainted with a ghost messenger and owed him a favor.

Later, the ghost messenger introduced a ghost fairy named Wang Lan to him, and the Jinjia god recommended Wang Lan to be a Taoist envoy, which was regarded as an exchange of favors.

It's just that the old things were revealed, and Jinjia Shenren was implicated, and he was criticized by Shangfeng for not knowing people clearly, so he was inevitably depressed.

Huai Xu smiled, and said: "I don't know people well, it's just my mind and my mind. No need to blame yourself for respecting the gods. It's just scolding, not relegation. It can be seen that the respecting gods are appreciated by adults, so why worry?"

Jinjia Shenren said: "How do you know that I am appreciated by adults?"

Huai Xu said: "The appearance of the god here is the best answer."

The god-man laughed loudly and said, "King Lan Ruo is really a wonderful person."

Jinjia Shenren and Huai Xu had a very happy conversation, and when the dusk fell, they should get up and ask for resignation.

The Jinjia Shenren handed a jade talisman to Huai Xu, and said, "I don't drink your wine for nothing, this is the money for the wine."

The golden-armored god-man leaped away, Huai Xu was holding the jade talisman, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar he looked, and he took out the Yin-chi talisman granted by the God of Montenegro from his bosom, and saw the jade talisman bestowed by the god-man in golden armor turned into aura and thrown into the mountain god of Montenegro Yin imperial talisman grant.

The divine script jumped, and the golden light floated.

Huai Xu took a closer look, and saw that the tadpole inscription on the Yinchi talisman had turned into "Yinchi Heishan fifth-rank mountain god position".

Huai Xu was overjoyed, this is a promotion.

Although it is still Montenegro, but the gods have two levels in a row, the authority of this god is great.

Although Huai Xu and Bai Xianzhi are immortals, it doesn't mean that incense offerings are useless to them.The greater the authority of the gods, the more believers they can circle.This was a surprise, but a big surprise.

Montenegro has always been mysterious and terrifying in Jinhua Mansion, and the legend of goblins in the mountains cannibalizing people has been circulating for a long time.

Huai Xu thought for a while, then sent the ghosts down the mountain to look for the psychic.

If demons and ghosts do not show themselves deliberately, only psychics can see them.This is an innate talent, and it can also be achieved through practice, but it is better to have talent than not to have it.

Lan Ruo Shan Tang adopted many orphans, most of them were girls. Huai Xu spread the word, and the people of Quanshang looked for some boys and girls with reasonable talents to serve as wizards.

From time to time, Huai Xu will go to the dreams of these little witches in dreams, manifest the "mountain god" and "sacred tree", teach them in the name of the Montenegro mountain god and the god tree, check and accept the results, and prepare to establish faith for the Montenegro mountain god.

Huai Xu built a platform with soil under the green locust tree, and built a small mountain temple.

The green pagoda tree is vigorous, and the pagoda tree flower is like a pile of snow, standing in the dusk.

The small temple is made of bluestone and loess, and the small clay figure is guarding in front of the temple, with fine eyebrows and peaceful posture.

When winter comes, the second mountain temple is built on the other side of the Montenegro, looking at each other from Lanruo Temple.

Huai Xu inserted the seven treasure branches behind the temple of the mountain god, and it turned into an ancient locust tree, towering up into the sky, shaped like a canopy, and hanging down with spiritual light.

The mountain god and the sacred tree complement each other and support each other.

Half of the perennial fog in the depths of Montenegro cleared away, revealing a winding mountain road.

No one patronizes the newly built mountain temple, and no one knows that there is a mountain god living on Montenegro.

Because there are demons living on this mountain.

Huai Xu was not impatient, he would never be impatient because of this, he just faced the cool wind and sealed jar after jar of winter snow with the little monsters.

This is for wine making in the coming year.

The ever-blooming flowers on the green pagoda tree finally withered.Winter is the time for vitality to hibernate and conceive. With the pure yang pearl, this long incubation period is shortened to one winter.

It's just the Sophora japonica withering.

Withered Sophora japonica is a treasure, like broken jade, the little monsters collect the fallen Sophora japonica in wooden boxes, smelling the fragrance of Sophora japonica, some little monsters bit their fingers and began to drool.

Sophora japonica fell for three days, and all the ghosts on the Black Mountain got a small sachet, which contained three pieces of sophora japonica and other herbs.

Wearing it on the body, even in winter, it will not feel too difficult.

In the cold winter, it is difficult to see people traveling.There are no hunters hunting on the Black Mountain, and no hunter dares to go up the mountain.

But on this day, there was a scholar with a bookcase on his back traveling in the starry night. Like Zhang Litang back then, he went to Montenegro at night.

The scholar is wearing winter clothes but does not look bloated. He is tall and slender, with delicate features, and the courage and determination of a scholar on his face.

Scholars are not the kind of hypocritical sour scholars, but serious scholars like Zhang Litang, capable of writing and martial arts, and have a resolute temperament.

The scholar went up to Montenegro with a bookcase on his back, walked along the path for a long time, and saw the mountain temple.

The mountain temple does not have the luxury of a temple, but it is very charming.There is no golden paint, no carved beams and painted buildings, but it is very empty and lonely.

In the empty and lonely mountain temple, there is a clay statue of the mountain god. Looking at his eyebrows, he is a majestic young man. This person seems to be the only color in this solitude, the peace and harmony in the emptiness.

In front of the statue, there is an altar offering fresh mountain fruits, which are lingering in fragrance and go straight into the sorghum.

The scholar opened the door and came in, he couldn't help admiring, and with a glance, he knew that this mountain temple must be taken care of carefully.

The incense candles in the mountain temple brought warmth, and the door was closed, the cold wind was blown away, and the body was melted.

The scholar put down the bookcase, went to the mountain god statue, burned incense, and said, "I will stay overnight in the temple of the god."

The scholar looked up and saw the words "Black Mountain Mountain God" engraved under the statue, and couldn't help being surprised.

"The God of the Black Mountain? No, it's messed up. This is the Black Mountain. How can there be a mountain god on the Black Mountain?"

"This is impossible!"

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