Before she went to Duan Mansion to catch demons, she once killed Saburo, one of the five gods.

Wang Liulang was a little surprised, and said: "The temple master even knows this? There is a bad thing, I heard rumors that Sanlang was killed by the temple master, and I didn't find out who was going to frame the temple master..."

Han Guang smiled brightly: "It's not a rumor."

Wang Liulang: "..."

He shook his head and sighed: "Monastery Lord, you are in serious trouble. If you just came to stand up for that old woman and talk to them, maybe things will turn around; but you killed that Sanlang and offended Wutong God, I'm afraid they have the intention to kill you."

Seeing how frightened he was, Han Guang sneered and said, "What is the origin of this Wutong God? Why are you serious gods afraid of evil gods? Is it because you are incompetent, or are the monsters too powerful?"

"The Lord doesn't know," Wang Liulang said with a wry smile, "the people who are more terrifying than the evil gods are the common people. The Wutong God is different from the gods. They respond to their needs. Even if it is a heinous robber, as long as the offerings are in place, the Wutong God can satisfy their needs." Wish. So it's not that we don't want to suppress the bandits, but that the common people don't agree!"

In other words, praying to the Wutong God is more effective than asking the City God. The local people are the biggest background and backing of the Wutong God.

Han Guang looked down at the turbid tea in the teacup, from which the morals of the world can be seen.She pondered for a moment, then said: "Are these few lustful?"

"It's true that they are lustful, but they will promise benefits to others, so the defiled people also silently endured it."

Wang Liulang also explained in detail how the local people contacted the mistresses in the temple, how to borrow and repay debts.Shi Niang is the liaison between the people and the Wutong God, and through them, the wish is conveyed to the evil god.

Tomorrow is the [-]th day, many people will go to Shangfang Mountain to burn incense, where the incense is at its peak, but the orthodox temples of Buddhism and Taoism are deserted and deserted, no one cares about them.

Wang Liulang saw that Han Guang had decided to go away, and repeatedly urged: "The Lord of the Temple must not provoke public grievances!"

"It's okay, at most I'll treat everyone to a feast of roasted birds." She suspected that these people were bird demons.

Wang Liulang:? ?

Han Guang remembered something again, and said: "Speaking of which, grandma and the old black mountain demon are also stupid. Look at the Wutongshen, who want fame and wealth and profit. It's not like them, who are full of infamy."

This time it's Ling Zhao's turn:? ?

Why, he was always stabbed a few times by the cold light without leaving any traces, it really hurt my heart.

At dusk, there are few pilgrims in the Taoist temple in Montenegro, and smoke rises from the dining hall in the backyard.

Mi Buyun staggered back to the Taoist temple with the box on his back, Ming Su, who was choosing vegetables by the well, looked up at him, got up and said, "Mr. Mi, I want to ask you to help the ghost to settle a matter, and I will add one to you tonight." Scrambled eggs."

"I want to make stewed noodles and add eggs." Mi Buyun added conditions casually.

Ming Su nodded, and Mi Buyun put down the box, set up the sand table, and said, "Do you have any news about your lover?"

"No." Ming Su said with a blank face: "I want to ask, the Lord's trip is inauspicious. After she left, my eyelids are always twitching, and I feel a little uneasy."

"There is a swallowing beast..." Mi Buyun muttered in a low voice, and began to ask ghosts and gods with his hand.After a while, the pen was brushing and walking on the sand table, he held it up and looked at it, and exclaimed, "Worry for your life?"

"What?" Ming Su also turned pale with shock, grabbed the sand table and saw that it was indeed a very dangerous omen.

She anxiously said: "We don't know how to escape from earth, how can we tell the temple master? I'll ask sister Xiaoqian for help..."

"Wait, don't go." Mi Buyun suddenly grabbed her, bit his lower lip in confusion, and frowned.

Ming Su couldn't understand: "Why?"

After a while, Mi Buyun said slowly: "The temple master must have arrived in Suzhou, even if you tell her, it's useless. With her temperament, she knows that there are tigers in the mountains, so she prefers to go to the tiger mountain!"

"Then I can tell the temple master to be more careful." Ming Su looked at him and said, "What's wrong with you today? The temple master treats you well. Could it be that you have something against Ling Zhao, so you don't want them to come back?"

"I didn't!" Mi Buyun covered her head and said, "I'm telling you, you don't understand either, anyway, don't go, don't go..."

Ming Su was extremely disappointed in him, he shook Mi Buyun's hand coldly, and said, "I misjudged you!"

She quickly left the well and went to look for Xiaoqian.Mi Buyun sat there in a daze, and suddenly burst into tears. He wiped his tears with his sleeve, got up and ran towards the wing room.

Behind him, the ghost pen was still hanging alone above the sand table, motionless.

After a while, the pen suddenly began to write, and automatically crossed out the words written earlier.

Shangfangshan is located in the west of Suzhou City. There is a small market at the foot of the mountain, selling everything.

Early in the morning, Han Guang took Ling Zhaotu to the top of the mountain, ate two bowls of Yangchun noodles, watched the pilgrims coming and going, and some people kowtowed every ten steps, extremely pious.

Ling Zhao seemed like a bumpkin who had never seen the world. He wanted to see a windmill, want to eat a candy man, and saw someone in a ring, so he gathered around to watch the excitement.

Han Guang let him go, she continued to walk forward calmly, and after a while, Ling Zhao would obediently follow up.

She came today to check on the enemy's situation, she didn't wear Taoist robes, she changed into a light pink skirt, tied with double snails, she looked like a beautiful but not enchanting begonia in autumn.She picked up her skirt to climb the mountain, and Ling Zhao came up to him: "Have you brought any money?"

"No, little garden cat." Han Guang said lightly.

"What garden cat?" Ling Zhao couldn't understand, he was wearing a bamboo green dark coat today, under the bright sunshine, he looked like a beautiful boy.He tried to seduce Han Guang with his beauty, stroked his black hair, and said with a smile: "Look at that sugar man, it's like the sugar in the mouth of a raccoon slave, it's sweet, like in spring..."

"Stop talking." Han Guang blocked his ears with his hands, Ling Zhao had no choice but to take out something from his bosom and handed it to her.

"What do you think about using this instead?"

Transparent white crystal beads are dazzling in the sun, refracting dazzling light.This is a string of bracelets, compared with the cold light, it is exactly the size of his wrist.

She was a little surprised, this is clearly the white crystal underground in the Taoist temple.But, how could Ling Zhao polish beads?

"Do you want it?" Ling Zhao shook the bracelet in front of her eyes.

"Yes." Han Guang stretched out his hand to reach out, although she was tall, Ling Zhao was a head taller than her.

Unexpectedly, Ling Zhao smiled slyly again, and said, "One bead is exchanged for one wish, there are 24 in total."

Han Guang: "..."

She went back and bought two sugar figurines, and the two of them fought and romped, and soon reached the halfway up the mountain.The mountain road was already narrow, and suddenly someone behind him shouted loudly: "Pedestrians get out of the way, pedestrians get out of the way!"

Han Guang took the little garden cat to stand on the earth and rocks beside the stone steps, and the common people of Shangxiang gave way one after another, watching more than a dozen officials clear the way in front, and four porters behind them were carrying a bright red sedan chair, bouncing up and down. Bump up the hill.The official's authority was very powerful, and those who had no time to dodge were pushed aside.

She heard the people next to her comment: "Which master is this?"

"I heard that he is a new county master! His surname is Cheng, and everyone calls him Master Cheng... Speaking of this master, he only uses the word 'name', and now he really lives up to his name..."

Han Guang thought for a moment, oh, so this person is called 'Fame'.

After Mr. Cheng's official sedan chair went up, the rest of the people continued to climb up.Han Guang and Ling Zhao also reached the top of the mountain, stood outside the main hall and looked at the Wutong Temple, there were indeed statues of five evil gods inside.

It's just that there is a faint soul on the statue of San Lang.She killed Saburo that day, but only destroyed his body, not his soul. Presumably he came back here and continued to cultivate with the help of folk incense.

Before entering the mountain gate, Han Guang deliberately put on a veil.Now she thought about it, and pulled back Ling Zhao who was looking around excitedly.

"what happened?"

"I'm afraid that you will be caught as a cat meat stove." Han Guang said calmly.

Master Cheng was invited into the living room of the Wutong Temple, and the officials guarded the door, looking very dignified.

The mistress in the temple came in with a smile, and ordered the little Taoist priest to serve tea to the old man.After exchanging greetings, the mistress smiled and said: "I have heard that the old man came to Taicang to take office a long time ago. The poor Taoist has never visited the old man, but let the old man visit in person. I am really ashamed, ashamed."

"Your temple cares about the common people and works for the welfare of the common people. Mistress doesn't need to say that." Mr. Cheng took a sip of his tea and said slowly.He glanced left and right, and said to his opponent, "Stand back, and close the door."

The subordinates understood and all retreated, only him and his wife were left in the living room.

"The master came here in person, and he was so radiant. I wonder if there is anything I can do to help the master?" Mistress asked knowingly.

Master Cheng put down the teacup, still holding on to his airs, and said indifferently: "I have heard about the gods in your temple for a long time, and today I am here to offer a stick of incense..."

The teacher understood and said, "Master, please."

She led her fame to a dark room, where there is a seat of the Wutong God, which is very quiet.Mistress motioned for him to kneel down, held incense to him, and said, "If you have any wishes, please tell my god..."

The blue smoke was faint, and he knelt down in front of the god statue in a proper manner, with his eyes closed, and the past events emerged in his mind one by one.

He was originally a scholar who had no ambitions, but was later framed and became a Li Zheng. In order to promote weaving, he went bankrupt and lost his son.Later, by accident, I got an excellent zhi weave. After reporting it, I was appreciated by my superiors. Not only did I ask the examiners to make him a scholar, but in the next year, I became an official...

After becoming famous, he spent money to get a fat job in Taicang, but after arriving in the officialdom, he found that the officialdom was deep and there were still many relationships that needed to be managed.He heard people say that Shangfangshan in Suzhou can borrow debts, perhaps, he needs this.

He wants more money and more power!

As soon as this idea came to Cheng Ming's mind, he heard someone whispering in his ear: "Cheng Ming, listen! There is a Taoist temple in Heishan in the suburbs of Jinhua City. If you destroy this Taoist temple, the god will naturally satisfy you." wish."

Taoist temple?

He suddenly opened his eyes, and his wife was looking at him with a smile that was not a smile, and said: "Master, do you understand everything?"

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