New Times, New Hell

Yu Zhengdu's hometown is Jintan Town, Shucheng City, a neighboring province. Jintan Township is located in the suburbs of Shucheng City, and its geographical location is relatively closed. There is no pillar industry developed there, and many people choose to make a living in other places.Because he is good at doing business, there are many wealthy people in the town, and they also help many fellow villagers. Therefore, although the local economy of Jintan Town is mediocre, the residents and families are relatively well-off.

Yu Zhengdu is the only son in his family. His grandparents passed away when he was young. After he went to Fucheng to go to school, there were only his parents at home all the year round, and his life was a bit deserted. Therefore, he told his parents on the phone that Qingming would Bringing a colleague back together, although the parents are a little strange, they are still very welcome.

……

"Dad, Mom, I'm back." Yu Zhengdu shouted through the security door.

"Come back, the news said there was a traffic jam on the road today, isn't it?" Yu's mother was wearing an apron, wiping her hands and came to open the door. As soon as the door opened, her eyes lit up and her voice became two degrees higher, "This is your colleague, right? "

"Yes." Yu Zhengdu introduced the two of them, "This is my mother, and this is Shang Que."

"Oh, Xiaoshang looks too good-looking, he looks better than a star." Yu's mother smiled and turned her side to make way for them, "Hurry up, come in and sit."

Shang Que seemed a little awkward, slightly behind Yu Zhengdu, and nodded expressionlessly: "Hello."

This reaction was not polite, but the beauty had obviously deceived Yu's mother's mind, she didn't think there was a problem at all, and brought fruit to the two of them with a smile.

"Where's Dad?" Yu Zhengdu asked.

"I went to the clan meeting, and said that Yu Manchuan had some suggestions." Yu's mother went to see Shang Que while talking, "I'm cooking, you guys watch TV for a while, and you can eat later."

"Yeah." Shang Que's body was a little stiff, as if hesitating for a while, he took out a bag and handed it over, "This is for you."

"Oh, just come, why are you so polite." Yu's mother smiled so blindly that she stretched out her hand to pick up the things.

Yu Zhengdu on the side was also stunned, looking at the boss with a surprised face: "You also brought a gift?"

Shang Que's expression was a little unnatural, and he asked suspiciously: "Don't you always bring a gift when you come to the door for the first time in the world?"

That is to say, but you are a ghost, and you are a poor and lazy ghost...

Yu Zhengdu complained silently in his heart, and soon realized that he whispered in shock, "This is not the first time you have been a guest at someone's house, is it?"

Shang Que sat upright, motionless like a clock, and only squinted at him for a moment: "...It's not popular in the underworld to come to visit me, and ordinary ghosts can't afford me."

Yu Zhengdu: "... makes sense."

Mother Yu took a look from the bag and found that it was a set of four small black bowls the size of a baby's fist. The shape was simple and unsophisticated, and the glazed surface had small brown stripes. old old.

Yu Zhengdu's family is a typical ordinary citizen's family. The family has no elegant hobbies and knows nothing about porcelain. Yu's mother took four small bowls and looked around, and said enthusiastically: "These bowls look It’s practical, or we can use this set of bowls for lunch.”

Although Yu Zhengdu felt that these bowls were not bright, but he was very good for the boss, and immediately echoed: "Okay, okay, it just happens that there are four bowls for four people, which is very suitable."

The corner of Shang Que's mouth twitched almost invisibly, held back for a while, and then slowly said: "This is a teacup."

Mother Yu: "..."

Yu Zhengdu: "..."

The scene fell into embarrassment for a while, but Yu Zhengdu quickly took the teacups without changing his face, and gave a thumbs up: "It looks like a good tea set, I'll go wash it, and use it to make tea."

Mother Yu also stood up straight calmly: "I'll go get you some tea."

The corner of Shang Que's mouth trembled again, but he didn't speak any more after all.

Yu Zhengdu quickly washed the teacup, and made a bowl of tea for himself and Shang Que pretending nothing happened, while Yu's mother continued to go to the kitchen to arrange lunch.

Taking advantage of his mother's absence, Yu Zhengdu leaned over and asked the boss, "I didn't see you carrying anything when you came here. Where did you get this tea set from?"

Shang Que glanced at him: "Have you heard of the universe in your sleeve?"

The universe in the sleeve refers to a bizarre magic that can store everything in the world in the sleeve. Although Yu Zhengdu doesn't know much about fairy magic, he has read Journey to the West. Hearing this, his eyes lit up instantly, and he reached out to touch it excitedly. Shang Que's sleeves: "I know this. Is it possible to hold a lot of things in the sleeves? It's amazing. Show me."

Shang Que was wearing casual attire, with a thin gray cardigan covering his upper body and a shirt. The sleeves of the cardigan were tied at the top.

Yu Zhengdu tried his best to open the cuffs of his cardigan a little, poked his head to look, wondering: "No..."

Shang Que stretched out his hand and pushed his head away, and said without a word: "That's just the name of the spell, you don't have to use the sleeve..."

Yu Zhengdu suddenly realized, and asked curiously, "Then where did you put it?"

Shang Que was about to speak when he heard an angry scolding sound from the door: "Yu Manjiang is really deceiving people too much. He even persuaded the clan association to push the public temple away..."

Yu Zhengdu raised his head and called out, "Dad."

Only then did Father Yu notice that his son had returned home, so he stopped talking and walked over with a smile on his face: "When did you get home?"

Then his eyes lit up again, and when he looked at Shang Que, he sighed: "This is your colleague, right? What a talent!"

Shang Que still straightened his back and nodded to Yu's father. After a while, he slowly added an unnatural smile: "Hello."

After they had greeted each other, Yu Zhengdu asked, "What happened to Yu Manjiang?"

Father Yu sat down opposite them, sighed, and said, "Today, the clan will call the representatives of each family over for a meeting, saying that Yu Manjiang received instructions from the Three Gods in his dream to expand the Temple of the Three Gods. It is used to build the main hall of the Three Temples."

Yu Zhengdu was stunned for a moment: "How can this work? The public temple can also be pushed if you can say it?"

Because Jintan Town is closed and small, many customs still follow the previous standards. For example, some sacrificial activities on major festivals are still held in the same surname public temple in the township.

The Three Gods Temple Yu's father mentioned was a small temple built next to Yu's ancestral hall. It is said that the ancestors of Yu's ancestors were enshrined in the temple. The three brothers of the family are rich and generous, and they have done a lot of good things for the village.When they were in their later years, there was a natural disaster, and they were starving for thousands of miles. The three Yu brothers even donated all their wealth to relieve the disaster and saved many people. Because of these good deeds, a hundred years later, the local villagers built temples and statues for them. It has been enshrined until now.

In other words, these three gods are not gods in the traditional sense, but the patron saints of the Yu clan, but these three gods are not insulting to the worship of the villagers of the Yu clan. Over the years, miracles have often appeared , protecting one side, enjoys a very high prestige in the Yu clan.

But even the local gods believed by the local people, there is absolutely no reason to push the ancestral hall to expand the temple for them.

Speaking of this, Yu's father had a look of liver pain, patted his thigh and said angrily: "I and other village representatives said the same thing, but Yu Manjiang said that the three gods entrusted him with a dream, and invited his fellow ghosts to help him." Luan, Fuluan indeed turned out to push the public temple, so what should we say!"

Yu Zhengdu understood what he said, and a look of embarrassment appeared on his face: "If the fellow priest really instructed so, I'm afraid it's useless for you to say it."

They are referring to the shamans of the Sanshen Temple, who can invite the three gods to convey their instructions through Fuluan (divination in folk belief, also known as Fushi), and they have a little right to speak in the local area.

If it was an instruction from Tongji Fuluan, then as a villager who was blessed by the three gods, it was really difficult to refuse this request.

Yu's father said: "This is not a trivial matter. Even if Fuluan issued an order, the clan association was not so easy to nod. They quarreled all morning and finally took a step back. Yu Manjiang meant to ask my colleague to invite you again tomorrow. Three gods, if the result is still the same, then everyone has nothing to say. The clan association is now planning to go to the Grand View to invite an expert to come and communicate with the three gods to see if there is any room for change."

Yu Zhengdu nodded and poured him a cup of tea: "Then don't be angry, let's talk about it when the time comes."

"That's the only way to go." Yu's father sighed, took a sip from the teacup, then said "Huh", looked at the black teacup in his hand, and said, "Isn't that some black glazed teacup? The one that was popular in the Song Dynasty..."

Shang Que had been drinking tea in silence and listening to them just now. He raised his eyes when he heard this sentence, and asked suspiciously, "Do you know each other?"

Yu Zhengdu was also taken aback: "Dad, when did you learn to read tea sets?"

"Hey, how can I meet?" Yu's father waved his hand, "I saw the same meeting at Yu Manjiang's house today. This Yu Manjiang is now learning how to taste tea. The whole cabinet of tea and tea sets at home is specially brought He came out to show the group of people in the clan association to appreciate and use. One of the ones he took out was just like this one. He said that he bought it from a master of porcelain firing in some kiln with great effort, and it was an imitation of a black glazed tea cup from the Song Dynasty. "

Father Yu compared the texture of the teacup in his hand and said, "Oh, it's the same as this one. He even introduced it to us. This kind is called rabbit hair. The craftsmanship is very valuable. He said that it cost more than one hundred thousand."

"So particular?" Yu Zhengdu picked up the teacup and looked left and right, but he didn't see the trick, "Is it true?"

Shang Que nodded: "The one you are holding is called the Golden Rabbit Hair."

"That's right." Yu's father learned and sold a handful, posing as a professional, "These are divided into gold rabbit hair and silver rabbit hair according to the color of the pattern. It is said that people in the Song Dynasty like to fight tea, so what, Oh, what's the matter...so use this black tea set..."

Yu Zhengdu watched his father finish the whole introduction with "then what" and immediately: ==

Shang Que didn’t seem to be able to stand it anymore, so he said something more difficult: “Song people used finely ground tea powder for fighting tea, and when brewing tea, it would produce foam when stirred. There are traces left on the wall, so use a black teacup, which is easier to see."

"Yes, yes, that's how it is." Yu's father showed an admiring expression, "It's still Xiaoshang's words that are easy to understand. Yu Manjiang talked for a long time, citing scriptures, and ancient prose. I forgot it after listening to it."

"...It's because your cultural foundation is not good enough." Yu Zhengdu scorned for a moment, and then said, "Yu Manjiang is also true, and he is also arty, like someone who doesn't know who."

"Who knows." Yu's father said and looked at Shang Que with a smile, "I didn't expect Xiao Shang to know so much at a young age, he is really educated."

Shang Que looked at this pair of living treasures, father and son, and was speechless for a while, and squeezed out two words: "Common sense."

……

After lunch, Yu's mother drove Yu's father to wash the dishes, and she began to collect sacrificial supplies.

The local sacrificial customs in Jintan Town have been passed down from generation to generation. Every year, each household will make some local snacks and fruits by themselves. When Yu Zhengdu saw his mother start preparing the stuffing, he took over the job of making noodles .

Yu Zhengdu sat next to Shang Que and met, Shang Que was watching TV, and the two talked one after another.

Yu's mother was mixing the fillings for the dim sum on the side, and asked Shang Que while mixing: "Xiao Shang, what do you prepare for Qingming in your hometown, why don't you tell me, if I can make it, how about making some for you too?" ?”

Shang Que was indulging in the recent high-rated ancient costume idol drama "Old Dreams of Bianliang". When Yu's mother was speaking, he happened to be slapping Yu Zhengdu's thigh fiercely, and angrily said, "What is written by this script, what about the Song Dynasty?" Maybe doing this kind of thing, as well as these sets, clothes, and food, is not the same!!!”

Yu Zhengdu clutched his thigh: "...you should be gentle."

Shang Que shrank his hands, not enjoying himself enough, and took out his mobile phone: "This plot is too outrageous, I want to go online to scold the screenwriter!!!"

Seeing him angrily facing a TV, Yu's mother couldn't help laughing and joking: "Does Xiaoshang study history? How do you know what's wrong in the show?"

Shang Que snorted: "This is all common sense, the screenwriter is a pig!"

Mother Yu: "..." The handsome young man is really unreasonable.

She smiled and repeated the question just now.

This time Shang Que finally heard it, his eyes were a little dazed, and after a while he pointed at the TV in a daze and said, "Then make me the jujube cake inside."

Mother Yu: "..." Didn't you scold the screenwriter just now?

Yu Zhengdu looked at the boss, then at his mother who was in trouble, and decisively took out his mobile phone, searched for a cooking tutorial and sent it, saying: "Mom, come on."

Mother Yu: "...OK."

After a while, Yu Zhengdu reconciled, and Yu's mother looked at Shang Que, who was addicted to TV dramas, and pouted at her son, saying: "There are still a few paper money and incense candles at home, you go out and buy them, and take Xiaoshang out for a stroll .”

Yu Zhengdu complied, and gave Shang Que a hand: "Xiao Shang, let's go shopping."

Shang Que threw his arm away: "Wait, that Bai Mudan's fake pregnancy is about to be exposed, wait until I finish watching!"

Yu Zhengdu: ...Didn't you scold the screenwriter just now?

Finally, the vicious female supporting role, Ms. Bai Mudan, was finally exposed and ended up being kicked out of the house. Only then did Shang Que get up contentedly and go shopping with Yu Zhengdu. After a meal.

……

Yu Zhengdu pulled out a Little Sheep electric motorcycle, sat on it with his legs straddled, patted the back seat and said to Shang Que: "Come on, I'll take you for a ride."

Shang Que stared at the small motorcycle for a while, then slowly stepped on it, with disgust in his voice: "I never used this kind of transportation before..."

Yu Zhengdu raised his eyebrows: "You don't understand, this kind of car is the king in our town."

Shang Que snorted: "You have to change to a covered car next time."

Yu Zhengdu was silent for a moment: "Are you making arrangements for the next time?"

Shang Que: "..." I was a little annoyed, why did I say it so smoothly!

Fortunately, Yu Zhengdu immediately picked up the words: "Okay, okay, next time I'll get a parasol to cover the car."

Shang Que snorted.

Ten minutes later, Shang Que hugged Yu Zhengdu's waist and said, "Drive faster, it's really fun."

Yu Zhengdu: "...I'm about to die, I really can't."

Jintan Town is a typical 38-line town in China. The central area is an old village with gray tiles and gray walls. Radiating out from the central area are self-built houses built in the urban-rural fringe style in the 90s.

The road planning is also messy, especially the roads in the central area, which have not been repaired for decades, are small and bumpy. Sure enough, they are dominated by electric vehicles, but many traditional old shops are still concentrated in that area.

Yu Zhengdu took Shang Que into a incense and candle shop. This is a time-honored local brand, and the business is particularly good during the New Year's Eve. The shop is obviously a bit busy, but as soon as the two of them entered the door, they immediately relied on their outstanding appearance. It caught the boss's attention.

The proprietress hurriedly brought things for the guests, then squeezed in front of Yu Zhengdu and the two, and said with a smile: "Both young men, are you here to buy something for the family?"

Yu Zhengdu nodded, and recounted the shopping list Yu's mother gave him.

"Yes, you wait." The proprietress neatly took a bag and started to pack things, and she came back with a bag full after a while, and said, "I just bought two new types of paper money, large denominations, and burned them for the ancestors." The most face-saving."

Yu Zhengdu used to help his mother run errands at home, and he knew what the big denomination meant. He opened the bag and took out a stack of paper money to look at, and immediately said "oh shit", and said with a smile: "Oh my god, this one It’s all 100 million, and I’m not afraid of inflation below.”

What he was holding in his hand was a banknote-like paper money, but the portrait on the banknote was replaced by the Jade Emperor, and the words "Huaxia People's Ming Bank" were written on the corner, and the amount was even more exaggerated. The 1 behind the 0 followed by Do not ink the same printed several times.

This kind of paper money began to appear when Yu Zhengdu was a child. Because of its novelty and denomination, it was once very popular. Although the popularity has subsided a little, people still like to burn a little bit of it when worshiping, just as time goes by. , The amount on this paper money is getting more and more exaggerated. When it first came out, it was still a hundred and one thousand land stamps. I didn't expect that the amount has grown to 100 million now.

The proprietress said: "It's burning like this now, you can't be poor if you are poor, isn't your ancestor?"

The two were chatting seriously, when Shang Que on one side suddenly stretched out his hand to take away the paper money from Yu Zhengdu's hand, then took out the money from his bag and put it back on the booth, frowning: "No need for this kind, take gold leaf money Yellow paper will do."

The proprietress turned her head, looked at this cold and beautiful young man, and teased, "Oh, why don't you want it? Just gold foil is not enough. By then, other people's ancestors' assets will exceed [-] million yuan, so what will my ancestors do?"

Shang Que ignored the proprietress at all, and just turned his head to Yu Zhengdu and said: "Those are useless, just need gold foil and yellow paper."

Yu Zhengdu was also taken aback for a moment, only to realize later that the person standing in front of him was the big boss of the underworld, and who could know better than him what the underworld uses.

It's all because the boss looks like a handsome human being!

……

Coming out of the incense and candle shop, Yu Zhengdu did not go home immediately, but put his electric car on the side of the road, and took Shang Que to stroll from the old alley to the end of the old alley, feeling the atmosphere of the town.

The pavement of the old alley in Jintan Town is paved with stone slabs.

The two walked forward slowly on the stone slabs, while Shang Que rolled his eyes to look at the things sold in the shops on both sides of the road, while arguing with Yu about the use of Ming coins in the underworld.

"... There is no production in the underworld, there is no business, and money can't buy things there. In the yang world, it is believed that the paper money burned is for the ancestors. This is actually a misunderstanding. Since ancient times, the significance of burning paper money lies in the belief of the living. "

Both the gods and ghosts have always relied heavily on human offerings, and compared with sacrificial objects, both the immortal and ghost realms actually need human beliefs more.

A small question mark appeared on Yu Zhengdu's forehead: "If you want to say this, then you don't need to burn paper money. Isn't it more direct to use love to generate electricity?"

The corner of Shang Que's mouth twitched slightly, as if he was very unwilling to answer his words, and he reluctantly continued after a long while: "...the gold foil yellow paper used to be used to deal with ghosts and ghosts."

The gods have always liked gold-plated statues. In addition to the gold-plated statues for human believers, the yellow paper and gold foil with the beliefs of strangers can also increase Taoism, so they are also popular in the underworld.

Therefore, as long as there is no tinfoil and gold foil on the strange ghost notes that are gradually produced due to misunderstandings in the later generations, no matter how large the denomination is written, they are actually useless.

"Before the collapse of the underworld, there was still a mountain of broken money. The unqualified broken money produced in the world, with more paper and tin but less silver ingots, no matter how much was burned, the underworld would not use it. All it was thrown on the mountain of broken money."

Yu Zhengdu suddenly realized, and couldn't help expressing his appreciation: "You ghosts are really wise, and with this kind of mountain, there will definitely not be a situation where bad money drives out good money in the underworld!"

You ghosts...bad money drives out good money...

Shang Que glanced at him from the corner of his eye: "Please don't make any more conclusions."

Yu Zhengdu bumped the boss with his elbow, blinked and said, "Well, when our company makes money, I'll burn a carload of gold leaf for you, and make you a man with a real gold mountain!"

"No need, I have Jinshan." Shang Que raised his chin, with a look of pride in his eyes.

Yu Zhengdu was slightly surprised: "...Really?"

"Really... what is that?" Shang Que suddenly changed the topic, staring at a small stall by the side of the road.

Yu Zhengdu followed his line of sight and saw that it was a local snack called "sugar lion". This thing was made entirely of melted syrup wrapped in roasted peanuts, and after solidification, it was squeezed into the shape of a little lion. One by one is placed on the stall, very naive.

The sweetness of caramel and the aroma of roasted peanuts blend together, which smells so sweet that it makes the mouth water uncontrollably.

But when it comes to eating, it can be described in one word... 彁.

It was a whole lump of sugar and peanuts, and because the ingredients were real, the price was not cheap. In Yu Zhengdu's mind, this was the local "cut cake" in Jintan Town.

Yu Zhengdu blurted out: "Ah, cut the cake."

Shang Que: "...?"

"Ah no, Sugar Lion." Yu Zhengdu corrected himself, wrinkled his nose, "This stuff is so sweet, I can eat a lion for half a month after cutting it open."

Shang Que stared at the lion for a while, then raised his chin at Yu Zhengdu: "You buy one for me."

Yu Zhengdu: ...Is this what the ghost who claims to own Jinshan should say?

This lion is only 30 yuan!He wants to let the staff out!

The boss is really good at bragging!

Yu Zhengdu silently took out his mobile phone to pay, and Shang Que picked up a lion contentedly. Yu Zhengdu was about to tell him to break it off and eat slowly, when Shang Que opened his mouth and directly took the lion's head Bite away.

Yu Zhengdu had no choice but to remind: "...Xiao Shang, pay attention to your temperament!"

The lion's head was actually only about ten centimeters in diameter. Shang Que looked over with his mouth in his mouth, straightened his back and said gracefully, "Don't you have any temperament now?"

Yu Zhengdu looked at his cheeks swollen by the lion's head, and then listened to his distorted accent, and said against his will, "...too much."

Shang Que bit the candy lion and continued walking, and after a while, he took a fancy to another snack. He looked at Yu Zhengdu very skillfully, hinting wildly.

Yu Zhengdu: "...buy."

Shang Que has a candy lion in his left hand and a snack in his right hand. He is finally satisfied.

Yu Zhengdu saw him eating a lion's head for a while, and couldn't help asking: "Don't you think it's too sweet?"

As soon as he said that, Shang Que really stopped, felt it, and nodded: "A little bit, buy me a bottle of water."

Yu Zhengdu: ...Why did he ask?

He resigned himself to buying a bottle of water and came back, handing it to Shang Que: "Here you are."

The two looked at each other, then fell silent together.

I saw the candy lion in Shang Que's left hand and the snacks in his right hand, full of them.

Yu Zhengdu was about to say, let me bring you some snacks first, when Shang Que suddenly opened his mouth: "Ah——"

Yu Zhengdu: Take it!

He actually wanted to refuse, but the boss is usually very cautious. If he refuses, I don't know if he will miss it.

Yu Zhengdu thought about it, and finally succumbed to the chicken warning, and unscrewed the bottle cap silently... But he didn't expect Shang Que to go so far, and he would be fed a sip of water after walking a few steps!

The boss looked very happy, but he suffered strange looks from passers-by.

Alas, work is really difficult.

After a while, the alley came to the end, it was a fork, and the road at the fork led to residential houses, so there was nothing to go shopping.

Shang Que had already finished eating the candy lion, and it seemed that he was still unsatisfied. Yu Zhengdu was afraid that he would see something when he turned back, so he turned to the side alley and said, "Let's go back by a small path, with fewer people."

Shang Que was noncommittal, he seemed to have lost his soul after losing his snacks, and he followed Yu Zhengdu indifferently, walking slowly.

Just as Yu Zhengdu turned into the path ahead, he suddenly said "Hey" and said, "Why is there an old man here?"

Shang Que looked over lazily when he heard the words, and then his eyes, which were originally in a state of emptiness, narrowed slightly.

At the corner of the path, a ragged, sloppy old man huddled up and leaned against the wall to sleep. His hair was loose, and the silver-white hair with yellowish hair almost covered his entire face. Can't see the exact face.

Yu Zhengdu asked suspiciously: "I've never seen this person before, is he from another place?"

He looked at the old man with white hair and didn't know how he came to this town. He felt a little unbearable. He took out some change from his pocket for a long time, then squatted in front of the old man and shouted Said: "Grandpa, hello."

After a while, the old man slowly opened his eyes and looked at him through his hair, his eyes full of doubts: "Can you see me?"

Yu Zhengdu:? ? ? ?

The old man was about to say something more, when he saw another person squatting in front of him suddenly, with a half-smile on his face: "Hello, God of Fortune."

***

Early the next morning, Yu Zhengdu's family went to Yu's Ancestral Hall with Father Yu after dinner.

The Yu family is a common local surname, with a prosperous population. The old village is located in the southwest of Jintan Town, and the houses are densely built. The Yu's public ancestral hall is at the front of the whole village. In front of the ancestral hall, there is a large open space, and there is a pond in front of the open space. , and on the right is a small temple, forming a right angle with the public temple.

There are three gods enshrined in this temple, which are the three gods believed by the Yu clan.

When Yu Zhengdu and the others arrived, people were already standing around the open space. They consciously formed a semicircle and were discussing in whispers. Listening carefully, the main reason was whether to push down the public hall and expand the three temples in the battle. .

Yu's father entered the ancestral hall alone as a village representative, and Yu Zhengdu and the others squeezed to the front of the crowd.

I saw that the incense table had been prepared in front of the Temple of the Three Gods and the Ancestral Hall. In addition to the offerings, there was also a cinnabar yellow paper on the incense table. In front of the table was a huge incense burner, which was invited from the Temple of the Three Gods. The roots are up to one meter long, and the incense is as thick as an arm.

Behind the incense table, that is, the place next to the Temple of the Three Gods, there is a grand master's chair painted vermilion.

Different from ordinary Taishi chairs, this chair's seat surface, backrest and armrests, as long as they touch the body, all have long nails standing upright.The nail was about the length of a finger, with the pointed end pointing up, shining coldly in the sun.

Yu Zhengdu and Shang Que explained: "The fellow shamans of the Three Temples are half naked when they are helping Luan. After they succeed in doing the shamans, they will sit on the nail chair and communicate with people with pen and ink."

This ceremony is also the reason why the Yu family members believe in the three gods so much. Unlike other places where the shamans start their shamans all with one mouth, the shamans in the Three Gods Temple have to nail chairs naked, and those nails are real. The steel nails made of high-quality materials will bleed if you touch them casually. Without divine power, how can you sit on the chair.

However, before Yu Zhengdu came to work in Luo Feng, he always felt that Fu Luan was just some kind of blindfold. Looking back now, he can only rejoice that he is not the kind of person who owes money. Although he doesn't believe it, he has never been disrespectful.

The corner of Shang Que's mouth curled into a trace of contempt, and he said lightly: "The so-called upright god does not possess the body, and it is so easy to get into the human body, what kind of upright god is it?"

Yu Zhengdu: "...keep your voice down!"

They are now surrounded by believers of the Three Gods!

Sure enough, many folks around who heard the voice turned their heads, their eyes were full of anger, and some people scolded directly: "Where are people talking nonsense!"

Yu Zhengdu silently stood a little further away from Shang Que, and then looked over with the same condemning eyes of everyone: It's him!I am innocent!

Shang Que frowned, and stretched out his hand to give him a hand: "Why are you standing so far away?"

Yu Zhengdu: "..."

All right, now the folks and folks condemned him too.

After a while, the surrounding voices gradually decreased. Yu Zhengdu looked up and saw a group of people coming out of the public temple. The leader was a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, followed by several village representatives and People from the clan association, surrounded by a group of people, and a young Taoist priest.

Then someone in the crowd said: "That is the master from Minan, I heard that he is an expert in Danyang Temple."

"No way, this Taoist priest is too young?"

"Now you are ignorant and ignorant. It is said that this Taoist priest is very talented. He looks young, but his seniority is very high. He is the younger brother of the master of Danyang Temple, and his cultivation level is higher than that of the master."

"It's him. I heard that it's very difficult to invite. It's because Mr. Yu has a personal relationship with the owner of the Danyang Temple. For the sake of Mr. Yu's face, he reluctantly came here."

"That's no wonder." Among them, there is only one person who can bear the title of "Old Mr. Yu", and he is the current president of the clan association.

Yu Zhengdu was also talking to the man in a suit who was the leader of Shangque Science Popularization: "That's Yu Manjiang, the richest man in our town."

In fact, 20 years earlier, Yu Manjiang’s family was just an ordinary family of Yu’s family. Later, for some reason, he suddenly started to get lucky. He became successful in whatever he did, and his wealth accumulated rapidly. In a few years, he became a local rich man. , The right to speak in the village has also risen with the tide.

According to Yu Manjiang, it was because he sincerely believed in the Three Gods and received oracles many times. After he got rich, he became more devout. He donated a lot of money to the Three Gods Temple every year. The reason for the expansion of the Sanshen Temple in the Luogong Temple is also because he said that he was entrusted by the Three Gods in a dream.

I saw Yu Manjiang said a few words to the young Taoist priest, and then entered the Three Gods Temple himself, and invited a dark-skinned man. The man was naked to the waist, with talismans painted with cinnabar on his chest and back. This is the Three Gods The same as the temple.

The same ji walked in front of the Taoist priest, bowed his hands to him, and the Taoist priest quickly returned the salute.

Afterwards, Yu Manjiang stepped forward, facing the people in the open space, and said loudly: "Fathers and folks, I believe everyone knows that the three gods sent down an oracle a few days ago, hoping that we would expand the temple of the three gods, but Yu's old village did not." The only way to find a suitable open space is to push the public temple. This is also the instruction given by the three gods. However, the opinions of the representatives of various schools are not unified at present, so Mr. Yu specially invited Danyang temple from Minan Daoist Kou, please invite the three gods later, and Daoist Kou will communicate with the three gods for us, everyone has no objection to this arrangement."

Yu Manjiang has a little prestige in the local area, and the arrangement is considered reasonable, so everyone naturally agrees.

Daoist Kou walked to the incense table, bowed in the direction of the Temple of the Three Gods, and said a few verses, then lit the huge stick of incense in the incense burner, and made a gesture of invitation to the fellow ji.

The same ji nodded, walked around to the nail chair behind the incense table, and started the Luan Fu ceremony. While chanting the mantra, he grabbed a few yellow talismans, burned them into ashes and sprinkled them into the water of jelly grass. The gods move to show their supernatural powers, move to the left, turn with me, move to the right, follow me, dance with the wind, and blow flames for the fire..."

He heard Shang Que snort suddenly, and said with a sneer: "Is this how your village invites God?"

After Tongji started to help Luan, the people in the whole square became quiet, so Shang Que's voice became particularly prominent, and everyone turned around following the voice.

Shang Que's entire voice was full of contempt: "What time is it, and you still use the same heresy way, this god is really not popular?"

The nerves in Yu Zhengdu's body were tense. He wanted to draw a line with the boss, but the boss had pulled him into the same front earlier.

Sure enough, someone who knew him in the crowd began to scold him: "Isn't this the son of Yu Chuan's family?"

"What are you talking about? You are talking nonsense in front of the three gods, are you dying?"

"Sin, these young people really don't know the heights of the sky and the earth."

Someone who was close gave him a push: "Hurry up and apologize to the three gods and ask for forgiveness, otherwise if the three gods want to get angry, you won't be able to walk around."

Yu Zhengdu was caught off guard for a moment, and was pushed out directly, and was exposed in full view.

The fellow priest also stopped the ceremony, looked over with a sullen face, and said, "You were the one who uttered lies just now?"

"It's me." Shang Que stepped out of the crowd gracefully with a long leg.

Yu Zhengdu was immediately dissatisfied: "Why didn't you get pushed out?"

Shang Que raised his eyebrows: "I pushed it, but I didn't push it."

He let out a voice of disgust: "Mortal."

Yu Zhengdu: "..."

The fellow looked at the two of them and said coldly: