My mythology is different from yours

On the Prayer Mountain, the elders of various families and many monks in Jiuli City all greeted the gods at the foot of the mountain. The statue of Yuan Chongtianjun that they had been thinking about since the beginning was finally delivered, but the price was too high and there was no joy on the faces of the people.

The eyes looking at Xuanzhi are a bit complicated, most of them are ashamed to look at her.

Only Xuan Liwen stood at the front, staring at her eagerly, opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say a thousand words to her, he sighed, "Zhizhi, you're back, it's good that you're back."

Xuan Zhi's eyes glanced over him indifferently, squinted his eyes across the crowd, and saw the head of the Chen family hiding behind the crowd.

Patriarch Chen has been well maintained since he was middle-aged, his hair is combed meticulously, and he is well dressed. When he was aggressive in the temple, his body and demeanor were full of vigor and spirit, which is a rare trait among those patriarchs. The backbone of the decision.

But now it's only half a day since I saw him, his straight waist is slightly bent, he is still wearing the same clothes as in the morning, his face has not changed, but there is some unconcealable fatigue in his eyes.

He just stood at the back, staring blankly at the statue covered by red silk, wondering if he was repenting for helping the evildoers.

Jiuli City had just experienced a catastrophe, so it didn't look chaotic when it entered the city hastily.

There are many people following the statue, regardless of whether their faces are happy or sad, they hold a bouquet of unlit incense offerings, waiting to welcome the god and offer sacrifices. After consecrating the statue, they go to worship the first stick of incense.

Xuanzhi got up from the carriage, stood in front of Yuan Chongtianjun's jade statue, and raised his voice: "Patriarch Chen, how did the demon enter the city, why don't you come out and explain to everyone?"

When everyone heard the words, they all turned their heads and looked back in surprise.The crowd moved out of the way, revealing Patriarch Chen who was standing at the end.

The head of the Chen family, Chen Sui, whose courtesy name is Xiansheng, is also a well-known figure in Jiuli City. After Xuan Liuyuan passed away, his words were sometimes more effective than Xuanli Wen.

Chen Sui was watched by everyone, his dull eyes woke up belatedly, with heavy grief on his face, blue veins on his forehead, he pointed at Xuanzhi and asked loudly: "What are you talking about?" Mean? What do you want me to explain? My son died at the mouth of demons in order to save people, and he didn’t even leave a complete body! I’m just such a son, he died, he died, what else do you want? Sample?"

Chen Sui yelled to the end, almost breaking his voice, every word was like blood and tears.His stooped waist bent even more, as if he couldn't bear the great pain of losing a child in his heart.

His mournful appearance also infected the people around him who had lost relatives and friends, and the cries spread depressively under the Qishen Mountain.

Someone beside him stretched out his hand to support Chen Sui, and said with a look of impatience: "Patriarch Chen, my condolences."

Chen Sui waved him away, and the villain complained first and shouted loudly to everyone at the foot of the mountain, "Xuanzhi! If it wasn't for you! If it wasn't for you Xuanjia, the statue of Yuan Chongtian Jun would have been removed six days ago. It should be sent to Jiuli, Jiuli will not suffer such a catastrophe! My son will not die..."

He exhausted his breath in one breath, took another puff like a broken bellows, sprayed out his saliva, and said with a sad smile: "In the past, Xuan Liuyuan invited Tianwei Xingjun by himself, and then took control of Jiuli City. Now you Xuan family I also want to create a so-called True Monarch Erlang, who will defeat the Buddha and continue to conquer Licheng, so I deliberately procrastinated."

"My son was killed by you! Everyone who was killed by the demon was killed by your Xuan family!"

Hearing his series of accusations, Xuan Liwen was so angry that he blushed and shouted back angrily, "You fart! Chen Xiansheng, you shameless old bastard, you clearly turned black and white, my daughter saved the whole city, it doesn't make sense Our Xuan family will be splashed with dirty water by you..."

Chen Sui smiled miserably, his face was drenched with tears, and said meaningfully: "Yes, your daughter saved everyone, if it wasn't for this, how could your Xuan family continue to be the savior of Jiuli City?" , how can we continue to sit and enjoy the success in this Jiuli City safely?"

"You're talking nonsense!" Xuan Liwen wanted to pounce on him and tear his mouth open.He looked around the crowd in panic, afraid that others would take what Chen Sui said seriously.

This instead reveals a guilty conscience.

Xuan Zhi, who was watching this good show nearby, couldn't bear to stare at her. When her father was at home, she was obviously full of reason, but when she went outside, she was like a gourd with its mouth sawn off. She couldn't hold back a useful one for a long time word.

As for Xuan Qing, oh, not to mention Xuan Qing, he can't even argue with his father at home.At this time, it is even more helpless.

If they continue to talk about it, Xuanzhi feels that this pot is going to hit Xuanjia's head with a "bang".The Xuan family may have a little selfishness, but they are not so mad as to lure evil spirits into the city.

"Patriarch Chen, the Yun family has kept all the communication talismans between you and them neatly in order to keep you in check in the future." Xuanzhi took out the storage bag that Yun Zhishen had snatched from it, and took out a bag from it. A small pile of talisman paper.

Chen Sui was startled. The Yun family biography and his talismans were instant, and they were compulsively burned after reading, and even re-recording was impossible.The same is true of what he passed on to the Yun family. Chen Sui stared at the thin stack of talisman papers, not only suspecting that the Yun family used other means to preserve them, but also suspected that Xuan Zhi was defrauding him.

Xuanzhi threw it to a monk nearby, asking him to pour in spiritual power and release it for everyone to hear.

Patriarch Chen's familiar voice came out of the yellow talisman, he passed it on to Yun Zhishen, so naturally it was only his voice.

Everyone listened to him replying to Young Master Yun, asking if the mysterious demon sealed in the box was really under their control, and when should it be released, and when would the Yun family enter the city, to ensure that there would not be too many casualties in the city?

"I haven't passed on these. You must have forged this talisman. You have been out of the city for so long. How do you know that this is not another trick by your Xuanyun family?" Chen Sui murmured, his face was pale, and his heart was a little flustered. .

The content of the talisman letter is still going on.

Chen Sui is a shrewd person, without enough interests to drive him, he would definitely not take such a risk.Therefore, there are a lot of content in the letter that he asked for remuneration.

In Jiuli City and on that commercial road, he broke up valuable businesses all over the place, and Patriarch Chen wanted a piece of the pie.

He said in the communication talisman: "Mr. Yun, the Yun family will have the final say in Jiuli City from now on, but your residence is far away from here, and I would not send people to this remote place if I wanted to. A trustworthy person will take care of it for you, and Chen is willing to help."

Verbal promises are of course not safe, so Chen Suihuan and Yun Zhishen made a contract.The contract is authenticated by both parties, so it is genuine and difficult to forge.

Of course, what they did was not recorded in the contract, but this contract with incredible benefits is enough to explain the problem.

Xuan Zhi was only responsible for announcing the truth, and was not prepared to see how they would deal with Chen Sui, so he jumped out of the car and said, "At midnight tonight, I will come to consecrate the statue."

Ask the gods to lower their might and turn on and off the statue. Generally, an auspicious time will be calculated, and most of this auspicious time is during the daytime. No one has ever heard of lighting up a statue in the middle of the night.

However, before they asked, Xuan Zhi had already disappeared from everyone's eyes on a somersaulting cloud.Adhan Liwen, who was about to go forward to chat with his daughter, was a step too late, reaching out and failing to grab her sleeve.

Xuan Zhi took advantage of Somersault Cloud's incomparable speed to disappear from everyone's sight, circle around, and quietly returned to Qishen Houshan.

This is the place where monks live in Qingxiu. The rooms are all equipped with independent barriers, and no one will randomly send out their spiritual sense to check. The most important thing is that there is plenty of spiritual energy on the Qishen Mountain, and her meridians and dantian have been injured. , needs spiritual healing.

From now to midnight, there are still three hours, and it is a little bit longer for her to recover from her injuries.

Xuan Zhi sealed the wing room, sat on the soft couch, and carefully checked Yun Zhishen's storage bag, and found some high-grade medicine pills from it.

The original owner had also tried every means to restore her dantian, so she had read some healing elixir books and knew some healing elixir.

Xuanzhi took out a bottle of Jinlu Pills, crushed them, put them in a small copper wire smoker, and placed them in his arms, the pills were heated, and the medicine smoke evaporated.When Xuanzhi exhaled the spiritual breath, he took the elixir and smoke into his body together, and circulated in the meridians.

The elixir used by the third son of the Yun family is naturally not bad. Before the arrival of midnight, the wound in Xuanzhi's meridian that was flushed out due to overdose of the Buling elixir was basically healed.

After she checked her dantian qi sea, she couldn't wait to enter the divine talisman for a walk. Xuanzhi thought she had invited the phantom of the great sage, and the statue in the talisman should also have the appearance of the great sage. It's a pity that there is still only a ball of divine light on the shrine, and a ball of marshmallow wrapped in golden light like honey.

Almost, almost, she could see the face of the Great Sage.

This time she invited Brother Hou by mistake, and I don't know if there will be a next time.Thinking of this, Xuanzhi couldn't help but feel depressed, and even wanted to insult Shen Tutao.

Seeing that the time was approaching, Xuan Zhi realized that she didn't even have a wedding dress ready.The clothes she married to Yun's family were still in Xuan's family, but Xuan Zhi really didn't want to go back and get them, let alone wear them a second time.

From the few sets of dresses she had prepared at the temple, she found a red skirt embroidered with hundreds of flowers, and added two gold hairpins on her head, which was barely a thing.

Then he came out of the wing room and walked slowly towards the front hall of the mountain.

The mountain in front of praying to the gods is brightly lit, and the complicated process of welcoming the gods and offering sacrifices is not perfunctory because of the rush of time. There are people everywhere on the long steps of the temple. The six animals offered to the gods.

The tall incense sticks with thick arms were lit on both sides of the temple, and firecrackers were set off for a long time in front of the temple. The lights were filled with smoke, and the air was full of the smell of gunpowder.

As soon as Xuanzhi appeared in front of the temple, everyone's eyes followed her.

Instructed by the abbot, Han Xiangye came to her and said, "Other sacrificial activities have been completed. Miss Xuan can get the golden incense, and ask Yuan Chongtian Lord to lower his divine power to consecrate the statue."

The so-called golden incense is the first stick of incense for the consecration of the statue. This stick of incense contains a portion of the divine power. When the golden incense is lit, sing prayers, and the smoke will carry the libretto to the god. If the god approves, it will come down. Divine power enters the statue and consecrates the statue.

But every pillar of golden incense has a corresponding incense holder, and other than this person, no one else can light the golden incense at all.

And the incense holder who consecrated the statue of Yuan Chong Tianjun in the hall was Yun Zhishen.

Xuan Zhi raised his head and looked down the mountain, "Wait a little longer."

Before she finished speaking, everyone heard a burst of joy coming from afar. The lead tone of the suona was extremely loud, piercing through the night, and there was an indescribable sense of emptiness, which always made people feel hairy.

And at this moment, the monk with excellent eyesight also saw the place where the joy came from, and a group of people appeared out of thin air on the main street leading to the holy mountain in Jiuli city.

The pedestrian's figure fluttered, and he seemed to be unable to step on the ground when he was walking. He was carrying a gorgeous sedan chair with red background and gold pattern.

"What's that? Is anyone going to pick up a kiss tonight?"

A monk pressed the spirit sword on his waist and said, "It looks like a ghost."

"Do you still remember that Miss Xuan said before that she wants to marry an evil ghost? Is it true?"

"Now? When you are about to ask God to consecrate you?"

The monks all around looked at Xuanzhi, and saw that she was indeed dressed in red, looking at the distant scene calmly.

Xuan Liwen was always present, but he was afraid of disturbing Xuan Zhi's consecration of the statue, so he kept holding back and didn't go forward. At this time, he couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed forward in two or three steps, saying in disbelief: "Xuan Zhi, are you crazy? Do you really want to marry an evil ghost?!"

"Father, don't do anything..." Xuan Qing held down the excited Xuan father in time, and Xuan Zhi was not dragged down the steps by him.

She took two steps back and glanced at the abbot of the temple, "If you want the statue to be consecrated smoothly, it's best not to let anyone tell you what to do."

The abbot of the temple hesitated for a moment, and quickly asked someone to pull away the adhan.

The ghosts and ghosts who were welcoming the bride were extremely fast, and in just a few words, they had already arrived at the foot of the mountain of praying for gods.The cold and ghostly air permeated the air, and the night fog soon formed under the Qishen Mountain.

Ordinary people can't see ghosts, they can only feel the sudden drop in temperature around them, but the spring night is already cold, so they don't take it seriously, only when the wedding procession passes by them, they can suddenly hear one or two The sudden joy made people puzzled.

The line of ghosts drove straight across the two palaces below, and finally stopped in front of Shengzhao Palace.

This is the first time that such an evil thing has set foot on the mountain, which is tantamount to blasphemy against the gods. If Xuanzhi hadn't killed the demons and brought back the statue of Yuan Chongtianjun, they really couldn't tolerate her nonsense.

Even so, these temple cultivators are still full of hostility, pressing their swords and talismans, and staring at the line of ghosts who are dressing up to greet their relatives with full vigilance. To fight.

At the front of the line of ghosts, a man in a red robe sat high on a horse covered with red silk. The horse's eyes were completely dull under the silk flowers, and it looked like a dead horse.

The man on the horse was snow-skinned and silver-haired, but his pupils were as red as if he was wearing a happy suit. Although his facial features were strangely handsome, his face looked very stiff, and his movements of turning over and getting off the horse were also very unnatural.

Xuanzhi always felt a little weird when she saw Shen Tutao who was coming up to her.

Shen Tutao looked up at the mahogany branch she had inserted into her hair, and raised her hand to pinch her wrist.

The grip on the wrist was very light, and the touch felt a bit strange. Xuan Zhi couldn't help covering the other hand, rubbing back and forth on the back of his hand for a while, and finally knew what was going on with the weird feeling.

This is just a paper figure with the face of the Ghost Emperor painted on it.

Shen Tutao was caressed back and forth by her, she turned her head to look at her in surprise, her eyes were full of words, "Why do you like to play tricks so much that you don't even let paper figurines go."

Sensing Shentu Tao's accusing gaze, Xuan Zhi silently withdrew her hand, pretending nothing happened.

Shen Tutao pulled her and raised her foot to step into the temple.

"Wait a minute!" the abbot of the temple couldn't help but finally said, "Miss Xuan, it's not appropriate for a ghost to step into the temple for fear of offending the gods."

Xuanzhi: "..." Why don't these people seem to recognize the face of His Majesty the Ghost Emperor?

Shen Tutao twitched the corners of her stiff mouth, ignored the abbot's words, and led her into the temple with great strides.

There was a commotion among the monks outside the hall, and Xuan Zhi even heard the sound of the monk drawing his sword out of its sheath behind him, but he didn't make any further moves after that, probably stopped by the abbot.

Shen Tutao and Xuan Zhi stood in front of the tall jade statue, the red silk on the statue had been uncovered, and it was draped around the statue's arms like a drape.This jade statue was carved so finely that even the lines of the hair were clearly visible. Yuan Chong Tianjun sat on the seat, holding the jade certificate in one hand and resting on his lap with the other, and there were two fairies standing beside him.

Everyone also entered the hall one after another, and the abbot said: "Then please ask Miss Xuan to light the golden incense and consecrate the statue."

Xuanzhi looked at Shentu Tao.

Shen Tutao directly reached out to pick up a jug of wine from the altar table, filled a glass, and raised his glass to the statue, "Tonight is a day of great joy, and I invite Yuan Chongjun to come down to the realm for a drink."

Xuan Zhi: "..." Shen Tutao told her to have a wedding wine, but she actually invited someone to have a wedding wine.

The monks and clan elders present were far more shocked than Xuan Zhi, they didn't even hear the ghost's claim.

What kind of unique way of asking God is this?You are a mere ghost getting married, and you actually want to invite the gods of the fairy world to come down to earth for a wedding wine?

"It's ridiculous!"

In the temple, someone who couldn’t hold back a scolding spit it out, and saw a sudden burst of spiritual light in the temple, and the god statue carved from jade was soaked in this spiritual light, and it lost the craftsmanship of ordinary things and became Zhanzhan is full of brilliance, and his divine power is mighty.

It was the first time for Xuanzhi to see such a scene, and he didn't even blink.

In a daze, she saw that the jade-carved god lowered his eyes, and a voice like a spring breeze said in his ear, "Congratulations, Your Majesty."

All the people in the hall were stunned for a while, and finally someone came back to their senses, and hurriedly urged in a low voice: "Quick, pray quickly."

Then the sound of rites and music in the hall sounded, and someone came forward holding silk, knelt down to the ground and sang prayers loudly. The content of the prayer was to use some extremely beautiful and particularly poignant words to introduce the land, the climate, and the blessings of the gods. With human feelings, pray for the blessings of the gods, protect everyone's safety, and so on.

His Majesty the Ghost Emperor invited him, so Tianjun Yuan Chong naturally agreed.

Afterwards, Xuanzhi followed Shen Tutao out of the temple under everyone's amazed eyes, and got into the sedan chair.

Until he got into the sedan chair, Xuanzhi was still thinking. It could be seen that His Majesty the Ghost Emperor was really not familiar with that Yuan Chongtianju, and he was simply kidnapped to serve as a bodyguard.

The sedan chair is naturally also made of paper, but it is quite spacious inside, and the couch is extremely soft, Xuanzhi slowly closed his eyes following the slight bumps of the sedan chair.

When she woke up again, she was already in the Northern Darkness.

As soon as Xuan Zhi opened her eyes, she saw His Majesty Ghost Emperor's magnified face, which was very close to her, and the tip of their noses touched, which was a distance where they could breathe and blend with each other—if Shen Tutao could breathe.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?" Xuan Zhi lay on the bed in a daze, staring at him.What is this doing?To get straight to the point so quickly?Haven't they paid homage yet?Just go straight to the bridal chamber?

Shen Tutao leaned over her with his arms propped up, his cold fingertips pressed against her chin, and pressed against her lips.

Xuanzhi: "..." Thinking of Shen Tutao's promise to let her know how powerful she was, Xuanzhi's heart went up and down nervously, and he subconsciously held his breath.

Shen Tutao pressed against her lips for a while, but did not make any further moves, and finally became angry, and said displeasedly: "Breath."

Needless to say, Xuanzhi couldn't hold back anymore.

She breathed out into Shentu's peach lips, His Majesty Ghost Emperor narrowed his eyes slightly, then retreated in satisfaction, and lay down beside her.

Xuan Zhi waited for a long time, but there was no movement around her.

Her little head was full of doubts, and she turned her head to look at His Majesty Ghost Emperor who was caught in the sage's time.

"????"

Is this what you said was great?