Modern Little Town God

The old Taoist priest Tian Baocheng didn't know much about Zong Suizhong, but he had been with the City God for a long time, and he probably knew that this person was different in the City God's heart, at least he was more important than his agent—— It's okay, the other party is also the chairman of Tangtang Entertainment Group, and he is just a part-time worker under the Lord of the City God. If he wants to have a good relationship with the boss, he must also have a good relationship with the people the boss values.

So, he came here early to wait, and when he saw this Zong Dong's car coming, he had to say hello quickly, hoping that the other party would see that he was reliable in his work, and tell him more about the city god Nice words?

Of course Zong Suizhong knew Tian Baocheng, and when he saw him coming to talk, he would respond. When Taoist priests from various families came over, Tian Baocheng introduced him one by one, and he listened to them one by one, just like he used to from his family. Heard of comparisons.There are a few older people here, their family has also invited them, and he has seen them occasionally.It's just that he didn't believe it before, but now he knows why he feels different from his family, and he believes it, but he doesn't feel any mystery.

While the two were talking, bursts of gloomy air came, and clouds floated in the sky. There was a sense of horror like all ghosts crying together, but in fact, there were some vague or clear shadows, one after another coming from afar. As we got closer, not long after, this old street was full of pedestrians. Some of them just stood quietly, and some of them set up stalls with friends and companions. The ghost talk and the bustle and bustle made people feel noisy.

However, although these "people" are busy doing their own things, they still carefully avoid the altars of the Taoist priests. Enter within three meters near the altar.The Taoist priests did not mix with them, and stayed within three meters of the altar.

There is a clear distinction between the two sides, and neither has the intention of disturbing the other.Occasionally, some little Taoist priests couldn't hide their curiosity and vigilance and looked around, they would be reminded by their fellow teachers, and they would quickly look away and not provoke them.

Although the gate of ghosts has not yet been opened, those old ghosts and weak lonely souls who cannot squeeze into the folk custom street have come to this old street. The things in the hands of some slightly rich ghosts are used for chewing, and then they wait for the sacrifices in the homes of the old people in this old street, and these Taoist priests who come to send ghosts into the ghost gate give up food and money.

Midnight, the midnight, is also the beginning of the Ghost Festival.

In the middle of the altars set up by these Taoist priests, suddenly there was a buzzing sound. This buzzing sound seemed to come from ancient times, and it seemed to be in the dark sky. Then there was the sound of door knockers colliding. A black mist, this black mist twisted and spread quickly, forming a tall portal in the vast expanse.

It looks like gold but not gold, iron but not iron, bronze and steel.

There was a bang on the door, and a thin crack opened, and then it seemed that there was some huge force to push the thin crack open, and finally it opened wide, revealing the dark and mysterious path inside.

Hell!

Once a year, the gate of ghosts opens, and this is exactly when the gate of ghosts descends!

There was a dead silence everywhere, the ghosts were silent, the bustle just now seemed to have disappeared in an instant, no ghosts wanted to play around, and the Taoist priests just stared at the ghost gate.

but……

Except for the howling wind, the gate of hell is just open like this, there is nothing.

A look of disappointment involuntarily appeared on the faces of some ghosts, and soon disappeared.

After all, it was like this every year, and they were used to it.

A little Taoist said "Hey" and asked in a low voice: "Uncle, didn't you say that after the gate of hell is opened, ghosts from the underworld will come up to visit relatives? Why haven't I seen..."

The old Taoist known as Master Uncle reached out and pressed the little Taoist's hair, and said with emotion: "The world is different, and we don't know what's going on in the underworld. Anyway, reincarnation is still there, and we can be reincarnated."

The little Taoist was stunned: "Then shall we come here?"

The old Taoist said: "Send the supernatural ghosts to the underworld, so that they have a chance to reincarnate."

The little Taoist: "That must be a merit."

The old man said, "Yes."

This kind of dialogue also happened to several other little Taoist priests and old Taoist priests who have never seen the world. No ghost comes up again, so they don't bring many people each time, most of the time they just take the opportunity to point out the younger generation.

While each was pointing, the leading middle-aged Taoist priest who took the first seat in the Baiyun temple stepped forward, stepping forward, holding a magic sword and pointing several times at a purple gourd on the altar. Swinging and swaying, suddenly the mouth of the gourd jumped up, and some green smoke appeared faintly from inside, as if something was about to come out——

An old Taoist said to the young Taoist next to him: "See? The gourd contains the ghosts of the Baiyun Temple. This time, Daoist Li in their temple did it himself to loose these ghosts into the ghost gate...Look, he When the magic sword is tapped out, it is to call the ghost to leave the magic weapon, and the mouth of the gourd jumps up, which means that the ghost inside has reacted under the guidance of the magic power, and when you see the green smoke coming out of it, it means the ghost is about to come out..."

The little Taoist listened leisurely and fascinated, and stared at it with wide eyes.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Huh?

The little Taoist wondered, "Why didn't you see it?"

The old Taoist also wondered: "It's not... Guanzhu Li is used to this kind of Taoism, so he won't fail."

A more astute Taoist priest quickly looked at the lonely ghosts on the street, and saw that each of them seemed to feel some terror, and quickly put away all kinds of small stalls, trembling, not daring to come out while standing on the side of the street. Sound—the ghosts who were playing in the middle of the street pulled each other, and quickly stood on both sides of the road.

Such a scene, as if some big boss to frighten the ghosts is coming, pedestrians retreat and cannot block the road.

Could it be...some big shot?

The Taoist priests looked at each other in blank dismay. Could it be that some thousand-year-old ghost king is about to appear?

If that's the case—they can only wait for it.

Then, a gust of wind blew.

The dark wind was mixed with surging power, which instantly made all the doubtful or surprised Taoist priests involuntarily look towards the entrance of Zhongyuan Street.

There, suddenly another portal appeared and suddenly opened...

Everyone was stunned——what's going on here?Could it be that there are two ghost gates? !

But in the next second, they knew that their guess was wrong.

From the wide-open ghost gate, two tall male ghosts walked out with big strides. They each held a big banner. Dodge", the ghostly aura lingering on his body actually carried a sense of majesty and solemnity.

The Taoist priests took a closer look and saw that these ghosts actually did not touch the ground, but each step was very large, as if they were afraid of hindering the back.

Sure enough, after the two male ghosts came out quickly, two large banners were revealed. They were also held by the two male ghosts, striding forward. The flags were also written with "Quiet" and "Avoid" respectively. typeface.

One after another, seven groups of male ghosts "walked" with such big strides, and each group was very majestic.

The Taoist priests watched with bated breath. At this moment, they were all shocked by such a scene, and they couldn't remember what to say or what to do.Immediately afterwards, they noticed a blinding light, and the next moment, it was no longer an ordinary male ghost striding out of that door, but a male... ghost in snow-white armor.

The male ghost was tall and tall, not too burly, but he carried a powerful coercion on his body, and there seemed to be a faint trace of yang power, which made him look very different.Hanging this big snow-white flag above his head reveals a power that seems to be able to hide the scorching sun, and he wears a white badge on his waist with the words "Day Tour" written on it.

A Taoist couldn't help but blurted out: "This is... the God of Day Tours?!"