Emperor star descends to earth

The bus arrived at its destination at nearly three o'clock in the afternoon.

A carload of gods was so sleepy, they just wanted to throw themselves into the quilt and sleep comfortably in the afternoon, and when they saw that they had to climb the mountain, they all sighed.

The snow in Yucheng is heavier than that in Tongcheng, and only the steps are clear in the temple. The snow is so deep beside the mountain road that the trees can't bear the heavy pressure, and you can hear the soft sound of branches breaking after a while.

Daoist Xu also didn't want the immortal officials to go up the mountain at this time, fearing that some Taoist friends who didn't speak clearly would bump into the immortals, so he hurriedly called Feng Qing and Yun Dan to lead them to the guest house at the foot of the mountain to check in.

Ziwei also wanted to go to bed with her, but Daoist Xu pulled her back.

"Manager, you have to go to a meeting with me."

"Huh?" Ziwei blinked, isn't he the leader of the group who is only responsible for issuing cards and collecting money to watch the excitement?

Daoist Xu said with a sad face: "Many fellow Taoists don't believe that there is a war in the heavens, and you need to explain the identities of the priests. Minister Wu and the others are already waiting for you on the mountain."

After Ziwei figured it out, it doesn't prove that Tianpeng and others are gods = no one knows how to get a card = can't make money, so she had to agree, and dragged Changsheng up the mountain together.

The two of them have always been inseparable from Meng, and Daoist Xu didn't say much, just being a young couple and he couldn't bear to part for a moment.

Because of the preparations for the Luotian Dajiao, the whole Ziwei Temple has a new look. Rows of copper bells and talismans are hung on the corners of the eaves, and they are also decorated with red silk. The red carpet is spread from the square in front of the main hall to the entrance of the hall. Walking to the side hall, I saw Daoist Xu come back and hurriedly greeted him, and someone said: "Master, they are having a meeting in the dining hall."

Daoist Xu nodded, and led Ziwei Changsheng to the back.

Ziwei was very curious about these sacrificial items. While walking and watching, she turned her head and saw that Chang Sheng was also looking around like him. She couldn't help laughing and said: "Do all you Taoist priests like these? Do you want to wait for the end to invite the deputy banner to go home?" ?”

Changsheng shook his head, "No, I'll just take a look."

Then he looked away.

Ziwei didn't think that Changsheng would do meaningless things. This person went to the mall with a clear purpose, but there was a meeting place ahead, so it was not good for him to get to the bottom of it at this time.

The three of them hadn't knocked on the door when a man's voice came out from inside the room.

"You all believe what he says as an outsider? Minister Wu, I respect you for representing the country and caring about our religious affairs, but are your ears too soft? Didn't I say that anyone deserves to be called Ziwei? "

Ziwei was taken aback for a moment, realizing that this person might be talking about herself.

What's wrong with his name Ziwei, it's just a name, who's in the way?

Daoist Xu also frowned, his face was not very good, and he stopped knocking on the door. He just pushed the two wooden doors and said loudly: "Layman Ziwei is not worthy to be called Ziwei, but you, Daoist Xia, are worthy? Do you want to change your name to Xia Ziwei? Tsk, I'll take a photo of you in Daming Lake later, I'm sure it will be popular."

A room of priests lowered their heads and held back their laughter.

Daoist Niu sat at the head, put down his teacup and waved to them: "Lady Ziwei is here? I have reserved a seat for you, come here."

Minister Wu nodded coldly as a greeting.

Zi Wei took a rough look, and there were about thirty Taoist priests sitting in the room, because it was originally a dining hall, and the meeting tables were made of small wooden tables improvised. Minister Wu sat in the innermost part, and Daoist Niu was on his right. , leaving two small benches beside him.

Daoist Xia, who spoke earlier, sat on Minister Wu's left. He said behind his back that he had been discovered, and he was ridiculed by Daoist Xu with a bit of anger on his face.This Taoist is about forty years old, and his appearance is fairly square, with seven small moles on his plump forehead, which resembles the arrangement of the Big Dipper, which is quite magical.

Daoist Niu saw Changsheng, and hurriedly said, "Fellow Changsheng is here too? Old Xu, you sit on the edge, there is no room here."

Daoist Xu, the dignified host, was driven to a corner by him, and he was not angry, and said with a snort, "Why don't you continue talking, Daoist Xia? Let the old man hear what you have to say."

Ziwei had never seen Daoist Xu confront anyone like this, so she hurriedly asked Daoist Niu after sitting down.

Daoist Niu lowered his voice and said: "Do you think Daoist Xia was not born with seven stars on his forehead? His master said he was the reincarnation of Emperor Ziwei after seeing the face, so he was accepted into the teacher's school. He also regarded himself as such, quite proud of himself. But Ziwei is enshrining Emperor Ziwei, and Fellow Daoist Xu doesn’t recognize him, so it’s the end of the beam.”

Ziwei clicked twice, relayed the gossip to Changsheng in a low voice, and judged: "What did I tell you, one out of ten people has the face of a god descending from the earth, I didn't take it seriously, this idiot actually believed Yes. I am showing the gate to the Jade Emperor, maybe he is good at showing the gate to Emperor Ziwei."

Changsheng: ...

Changsheng hesitated to speak.

Ziwei is the assistant of the Jade Emperor, so it is not wrong to say that she is showing the gate to the Jade Emperor, but it is just that she is looking after the life and death of all living beings.He also recognized Daoist Xia, it was indeed Ziwei Palace Daoist who was reincarnated.

Changsheng lowered his eyes and chose not to say anything, as long as Ziwei is happy.

Daoist Xia's ears were red with anger from Daoist Xu, and he said without taking a step back: "Just say it!"

He pointed at Ziwei, "I have heard about what this person did, but he got the seal of the Nine Palaces of Hades by some means, and subdued Fudou in Qiongwan City, so what? Who knows if Fudou is He came into the world because of his deceitful words to confuse people, who knows the authenticity of the seal! Heh, finding a group of four-faced images to pretend to be gods, and to promote the ridiculous and generous eschatology of the war of the gods. How is it different from those cults? It’s just for money You can be bewitched by such a person, Xu Changqing, I look down on you!"

Minister Wu frowned, and put the lid on the teacup heavily: "Daoist Xia, please be careful."

He hasn't publicized many things to the outside world, but he saw Ziwei's ability to pass the Yin Division with his own eyes. He couldn't have dreamed of going to the annual meeting with King Yama to attend the annual meeting together with Director Sun.

Daoist Niu also said: "Daoist Xia, you have indeed passed what you said."

Xia Daochang stiffened his neck and insisted on his own opinion.

Daoist Xu was about to go up to fight, suppressed his anger and said: "Then according to what Daoist Xia saw, the divine descent is just a wild guess of fellow daoists?"

"That's right! It's just that you are too humble to perceive the oracle, and you spread rumors all day long."

All the priests in the room were frowning, obviously not agreeing with what Taoist Xia said.

Obviously the center of the debate was Ziwei, but Ziwei acted as if it had nothing to do with him, and quietly complained to Changsheng: "How did this person get in here? Is he the second generation of silly sweet officials?"

I heard Daoist Xia say: "My master, Xie Changyun, the former head of the National Daoist Association, was upright and rigorous all his life. When he was alive, he never saw such a mess in the Daoist Association! Since I, as his eldest disciple, inherit his mantle, of course I will not Sit and watch my teaching fall!"

Ziwei: ...

Changsheng: ...

Ziwei is right on point, the second generation of silly white sweet officials.

Ziwei: "That... Daoist Xia?"

Daoist Xia glared at him.

"Don't stare at me, I don't know a lot of things when I'm new here, where is the priest enshrined?"

Daoist Xia sneered: "You dare to come to our Taoist Association to participate in the meeting like this? I am Xia Si Ni, the current vice president of the Imperial Capital Taoist Association, and the host of the Imperial Capital Qingyun Temple, dedicated to Sa Shoujian, the founder of the Shenxiao Sect. You... ...! Why are you so rude, what kind of mobile phone are you talking to me?"

Ziwei was busy typing, and took the time to reply: "Wait a minute, I'm texting your patriarch."

Xia Si Ni:? ? ?

He said angrily: "You talk nonsense! Minister Wu, don't you care about this magic stick?!"

Minister Wu pretended to answer the phone and ignored him.

The other Taoists were skeptical about Ziwei's recruiting of the god descended officials, and would rather believe it or not, in case they accidentally offend their own ancestors, they took advantage of Ziwei's busy time to drag Xu Taoist to ask Dongwen West.

Fortunately, Sa Zhenren was addicted to TV dramas and didn't take a nap, so he replied to the message very quickly.

Ziwei chuckled, held the phone and read: "Fellow Daoist Xia, your patriarch replied. He asked me to ask you, do you still remember begging in front of him when you were 13 years old and wet the bed... eh..."

Daoist Xia rushed over so fast that Ziwei didn't react at all, if it wasn't for Changsheng's quick eyesight and hand to pull him into his arms, his mouth would have been tightly covered.

Zi Wei squinted at him, leaned on Chang Sheng's body and continued to read coolly: "...begging for an anti-urination talisman in front of him. Also that year, I saw a female believer who wrote several love letters and asked him for it." Don’t become vulgar. And the year before last, when your master passed away, you broke the abstinence and drank alcohol. After drinking, you hugged his idol and cried for three days. While crying, you asked the patriarch to give me infinite power to strengthen Qingyun Temple.”

Xia Daochang's face turned green.

The priests looked at him in the same way.

Hey, Taoist Xia still wets the bed at the age of 13!The monks actually wrote love letters and wanted to fall in love!Daoist Xia was not confused the year before last, so naive?

Zi smiled so badly: "Do you want me to continue?"

Daoist Xia sat back to his original position silently, closed his eyes, and resigned himself to his fate: "I take back my doubts about layman Ziwei, what he said earlier may be true. But what he said just now... I don't agree with it, It's all a joke, don't believe it!"

Zi Wei laughed, "Since what I just said was a joke, why did you suddenly believe me?"

Daoist Xia held back for a long time but couldn't speak.

Ziwei stopped teasing him, and led Changsheng to stand up, "For other matters, please consult Daoist Xu. We are not members of the Daoist Association, and it is inconvenient to participate in decision-making. Now that the misunderstanding has been explained clearly, we will withdraw first."

The priests looked at each other in blank dismay, and wanted to ask more about their own immortal officials, but seeing Minister Wu nodded, it was hard to keep them, so they got up and sent them off.

After leaving the dining hall, Ziwei breathed a sigh of relief.

Chang Sheng said: "Why don't you stay?"

Ziwei shook his head straight, and said shrewdly: "We are here to make money. If they take the opportunity to get in touch with me, they will definitely ask for a discount when they apply for a card. How much less money will they make? Let them believe that the gods in our family are real. It’s all right. Besides, don’t you find it boring to have a meeting with a room full of old men?”

Changsheng was speechless.

Ziwei pulled him to the side hall, "Don't you like Zhuangfan, let's go, let's see if we can take the opportunity to go back!"

Changsheng: ...

Although Chang Sheng was very happy that he cared about him, he stood still and taught with a straight face, "Don't steal."

Zi smiled out of breath.

Left hand and right hand went into battle together, pulled Changsheng's face and forcibly made a funny expression, said happily: "So many Taoist priests are watching, it's no wonder they can steal. You are so naive, you believe everything I say."

Changsheng looked deeply.

The two were very close, with only a few centimeters between their faces.

He leaned slightly and kissed Ziwei's lips accurately.

Ziwei:! ! !

Why is Changsheng suddenly hungry again?

Ziwei turned her head away, panting and said: "No, if you don't agree with each other, you will be relatives? Why don't you go down the mountain and I'll help you find a girlfriend? My dear, I'm not a problem either, how about treating the symptoms but not the root cause..."

Chang Sheng couldn't hear it particularly well, he pulled his face down and grabbed Zi Wei's chin, and kissed again.

Ziwei: ...

Forget it, kissing once is kissing, kissing twice or thrice is also kissing, anyway, it's cool, and it doesn't look like anyone comes here, let him go.

Feng Qing who had just arranged for the fairy officials to go up the mountain: ...! ! !

Ziwei Dixing is above, don't you have any psychological burden to openly engage in radical activities in his Taoist temple? !

Thinking of this, Feng Qing found a hidden corner and turned on the phone camera.

The author has something to say:

Changsheng: Of course not.

Ziwei: Huh?I didn't have sex?

感谢在2019-11-2503：46：17～2019-11-2602：47：48期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Xiaoluer;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!