New Times, New Hell

For a moment, Daoist Kou had deep doubts about his worldview of the past twenty years.

He looked at the copper coins and swords scattered all over the place, and from the depths of his heart, he sighed like Master Mu and his disciples: "Cultivating the Tao requires keeping pace with the times and closely following the development of science and technology..."

Over there, the comrade was still slapping himself while arguing with him, and after a while, his face became swollen.

Yu Zhengdu couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted: "Stop it, don't think that I can't see that you are beating the same ghosts, and I will beat you again!"

Only then did the fellow resentfully stop his hand, but the three brothers attached to him still took turns to speak, scolding constantly, which made the crowd disillusioned for a while.

Who would have thought that the three gods they have enshrined for so many years, would actually have this kind of virtue?

Everyone stood up under Yu Zhengdu's command, but they were still a little confused by the bizarre development of the whole thing, and they were afraid of Cai's supernatural phenomenon, so they didn't dare to speak out casually at this time.

Then Shang Que said indifferently: "Say."

Others didn't know, but the moment he spoke, the three gods felt a terrifying coercion. At this moment, they finally knew that the person in front of them was not as simple as just borrowing thunder and fire.

The fellow's teeth kept chattering, and he stumbled and opened his mouth: "Let's say it, let's say it now..."

"Our three brothers were sculpted by the villagers of the Yu family during the Yongle period, and enjoyed the worship of the Yu family. For hundreds of years, we have been working hard to protect the descendants of the Yu family, and we dare not slack off for a moment..."

The three brothers spoke in turn, and slowly told the story of their obsession, so that everyone would know the truth.

It turned out that these three brothers were very prestigious during their lifetime, and after their death they were enshrined in temples and enjoyed human sacrifices. At the beginning, they were just like before, giving clouds and rain, protecting one side, so they were loved by the Yu family, and the incense was at its peak. Although he was born in the Yin Temple, he was also among the immortals and entered the divine book.

It was only after they entered the divine books that they realized that they belonged to the bottom of the fairy world. Although they had incense, they had no status. This was undoubtedly a big blow to the three brothers who had always been respected.

This is unwilling to erode their minds, but because they are governed by the heavens, they dare not be arbitrary, so they have remained the same for hundreds of years, enjoying incense and protecting the people.

Until 50 years ago, when the heaven and earth collapsed, the orthodox gods were destroyed along with the heavenly court, but the little gods stationed in the world survived, and the three gods were the lucky little gods.

Breaking free from the jurisdiction of the heavenly court and enjoying the prosperity of the human world, the dark side suppressed for hundreds of years in the hearts of the three gods grew rapidly. Drive away and occupy the other party's offerings.

In other words, over the past few decades, all the offerings made to other gods in Jintan Town have also fallen into the pockets of the three gods.

The greed of the three gods grew bigger and bigger, and finally they were no longer satisfied with the original small temple, so they proposed to push down the Yu's public temple, expand the temple, and enjoy the treatment that the original Shangshen only had.

The coercion of Shang Que was in the front, and the three gods did not dare to hide it, and honestly told the experience, but Shang Que didn't let them tell it about the collapse of the world, and only vaguely said that it was because of the incompetence of the Heavenly Court. They do whatever they want.

After hearing this reason, all the people present were speechless for a long time, and all of them sighed in their hearts.

The three gods had indeed protected them, but they failed to keep their original intentions after all, allowing selfish desires to erode their consciousness, and finally ended up falling into the devil's way.

Sad, but also deplorable.

After explaining this experience, the three gods buried their faces on the ground like an ostrich, afraid of meeting Shang Que's eyes, and begged: "We have explained all the mistakes we made, please forgive us."

Seeing the desolation of the three gods who were revered at the beginning, the villagers of the Yu clan couldn't bear it. Mr. Yu bowed to Shang Que: "Although the three gods are wrong, they are our ancestors of the Yu clan after all. Can't we let Mrs. Yu decide how to deal with it?"

When he said this, it was inevitable that he felt a sense of absurdity. He never thought that in his lifetime, he would encounter a matter of interceding with God.

Shang Que let out a "hehe" and said indifferently: "You Yu ancestors have partial hearts."

Old Mr. Yu couldn't understand for a while, and then he saw Shang Que lowering his eyelids and looking at his colleague: "Be honest, I have explained everything clearly."

The fellow's face was already pressed to the ground, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito: "We have already explained everything..."

Shang Que: "Huh?"

The fellow was frightened and kowtowed: "Let's just say it, let's say it..."

Seeing this, Yu Zhengdu waved his fist: "Be gentle, that face is the same as that of a ghost, and I will beat you if it is worn out!"

Old Mr. Yu couldn't help looking at Yu Zhengdu out of the corner of his eye, his hands trembling slightly... It was probably the only one among the descendants of the Yu family who could threaten to beat up the three gods so easily.

Sure enough, the three gods didn't dare to hurt the flesh of the same demon anymore, holding their heads and said: "After falling into the devil, our three brothers have, have selfishness, and gave all the luck that should have been equally distributed to all believers... The direct descendants of our three brothers..."

As soon as the three gods said this, the crowd at the scene was in an uproar, and the villagers of the Yu family looked at each other in blank dismay.

Mr. Yu was also taken aback. After all, the three gods were the ancestors of the Yu family. Although their ambitions were inflated and they intended to occupy the offerings and land, these actions did not have much impact on the Yu family. From an emotional point of view, The villagers of the Yu family didn't want to embarrass them too much.

It's just that everyone never expected that they would give all the luck of the Yu clan to the direct descendants of their three brothers, which would really damage the entire clan.

Naturally, the three gods also knew that what they did was unreasonable. Although the fellow priests did not dare to use their faces to grind the ground, they did not dare to raise their heads to look at others. If there is intermarriage, the blood here has long been impure. Although they all bear the same surname, many of them are not of the same clan as the three of us..."

He didn't finish the sentence, but everyone basically understood it.

After all, these three gods are only the three gods of the Yu family's direct line. After they fell into demons, their spiritual consciousness was invaded by selfish desires, so naturally they only sheltered their direct descendants, and the other villagers who worshiped them were just plundered bystanders.

"You, you..." Mr. Yu looked at his comrade tremblingly, trying to say something, but couldn't.

The surrounding members of the Yu clan were not like this. Thinking that they sincerely enshrined the three gods, but the three gods gave all their luck to their direct descendants, how could it not be chilling.

Someone in the crowd took the lead and shouted: "Who are their direct descendants? Who took away our luck?"

When one person started, the others followed suit: "Yes, tell me who it is?"

The crowd was furious, and the scene was about to get out of control. Fortunately, Daoist Kou stood up and relieved the siege: "Don't be too angry, encroaching on other people's luck is against the law of heaven. It's okay to have the protection of the three gods in the past. Since then, they have lost their offerings in the world, and they can't take care of themselves. Their descendants, if they can't hold on to this luck, will always give it back to everyone."

After he said this, everyone calmed down.

"Huh?" Yu Zhengdu clapped his hands, "Isn't this the law of conservation of luck? Science does not deceive me!"

Shang Que: "..." Why is he still so good at summarizing? !

Daoist Kou suddenly realized, and said with admiration: "Little Yu Layman is right, why didn't the poor Taoist think of it before, as expected, the fastest way is to use scientific methods to guide the road of cultivation."

Shang Que: "..."

There is actually someone who can successfully prove the Tao from Yu Zhengdu's summary?

Now, Mr. Yu has nothing to say, and can only ask Shang Que and the others for help: "Please give some instructions on how we should deal with the matter of the three gods."

Just as he was speaking, he saw the fellow ji shuddering and collapsed to the ground, the three gods had left his body.

Of course, what Yu Zhengdu saw was the three gods obediently crawling out of the body of the same spirit, facing the ancestral hall, and squatting down with their heads in their arms.

The posture is pretty standard.

Yu Zhengdu sweated for a while, and said to Mr. Yu in a serious manner: "Actually, we have notified Sanshen's superior department by text message, and the superior has just sent someone to take them away for investigation."

Daoist Kou: "...???"

Mr. Yu: "...Huh?"

Mr. Yu obviously couldn't accept such advanced mystic arts all at once, and subconsciously looked at Daoist Kou, who was most in line with the image of a traditional master: "Daoist Kou, is this, is this going to solve it?"

Although Daoist Kou also felt a little heartbroken, he still nodded his head: "The two laymen can easily borrow Lei Huo, and they must have a good relationship with the superior...the superior department, and they should not be wrong to listen to them."

Only then did Mr. Yu nod his head: "That's good, that's good."

After solving the matter of the three gods, Yu Zhengdu said again: "By the way, Mr. Yu, the three gods bullied all the other little gods in the area before, and now the three of them have been arrested, and everyone has to do another ceremony. Invite the local gods back."

Mr. Yu nodded quickly: "Definitely."

As for the righteous god Yu Zhengdu asked them to invite back, he was actually the old man he and Shang Que met in Jintan Old Alley.

The God of Fortune is also known as the Lord of the Land.

Before the collapse of heaven and earth, Lord Di Tudi was just a small god in the world. He only governed the land of one township and one county. There were not many incenses, but it was formally organized anyway, and he was in peace with the three gods.

Later, when the sky collapsed and the earth fell, the Lord of the Earth was lucky enough to escape the catastrophe because he was stationed in the world, but the Lord of the Yu family was more unfortunate. Just got bullied.

The Lord of the Earth is a local deity, who had nowhere to go after being kicked out of the altar, so he wandered on the streets of Jintan Town for many years, but fortunately he was finally met by Yu Zhengdu and his wife.

Although desolate, but in any case, the Lord of the Land is the decent god who holds the divine book, so after discussing it, Mrs. Yu rebuilt the original three temples and changed it into the Fuzheng Temple.

It is not within the scope of Luo Feng's business to invite the gods, and it is even more impossible for Shang Que to do such a thing. According to him, it is not bad for the gods to invite him, so this ritual was finally handed over to Taoist Kou to complete.

As for the righteous gods invited back, in order to avoid the unsupervised situation of the three gods doing whatever they want, they will be temporarily assigned to Luo Feng's management.

Yu Zhengdu looked at the Landlord who was begging Shang Que to make a job for one of Luo Feng's employees: ...my new colleague? ? ? ? ?

……

That night, Kou Daochang, who finished the ceremony, logged on to his Weibo:

@聃阳观察不到道长: Today I had an exchange with the two laymen of Luo Feng Life Management Company, and I benefited a lot. I specially found books such as high school physics and the basic principles of Marxist philosophy to read. From today on, I will use A more advanced scientific outlook on development guides the road of Taoism, and I would like to share my experience with fellow Taoists.

Netizen:? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

***

The next day, Yu Zheng went home.

"What do you want me to do here?" Yu Manjiang looked at the group of people in front of him and asked, his face a little unhappy.

Last night, Yu Zhengdu's father called and asked him to come over today. Yu Manjiang has always looked down on Yu's father's family, especially his small family. He didn't dare to underestimate the strength shown on the ground, so he weighed it again and again, and then reluctantly agreed.

Unexpectedly, after they came to the door, they found that Mr. Yu and Daoist Kou were also there.

Yu Manjiang had a vague guess in his heart, but he only pretended not to know and tried to calm down.

Father Yu waved his hands: "Sit down and talk."

Several people sat down around the coffee table, and Mother Yu brewed tea and brought it up, and said with a smile, "Have some tea first."

Yu Manjiang picked up the teacup and laughed immediately, looking at Father Yu disapprovingly: "Yu Chuan, why, I saw rabbit hair glaze at my house, so I followed suit and bought a set?"

The tea set brought by Yu's mother was exactly the set of golden rabbit hair that Shang Que gave. A glass is enough for one person.

Yu Manjiang looked around with the teacup, and said, "Why don't you buy a better set, this one is a bit old, maybe it's a backlog of goods."

After finishing speaking, he put down the teacup and didn't even take a sip, his attitude looked very contemptuous.

Mr. Yu also looked at the teacup when he heard the words, and said, "I think this golden rabbit is very clumsy at all. It's a coincidence."

Yu Manjiang snorted: "Come on, you don't know what's going on with Yu Chuan's family, and he can still find good tea sets?"

Father Yu's face darkened for a moment, he glanced at Shang Que who was playing with his mobile phone, and said, "This is a gift from a colleague from Zhengdu, Xiaoshang. He has a lot of research on tea fighting in the Song Dynasty, and he has a good taste." .”

Shang Que played the game with his head down, without giving them a look the whole time.

Ever since Yu Manjiang made his fortune, he was always surrounded by flattering people. He was a little displeased when he met someone who didn't take him seriously, so he deliberately asked Shang Que: "Oh, I don't know where Mr. Shang bought it from." What about this set of black glazed cups? To put it bluntly, I know a little about the products produced by famous masters in China, so I might be able to give you the palm of your hand."

"Take whatever you want." Shang Que finally raised his eyelids, his tone impatient, "Where do you come from so much nonsense?"

Yu Manjiang: "..."

Why is this man so rude!

Not wanting to be more rude, Shang Que ignored him after finishing speaking, and went to Yu Zhengdu's side, handing over the phone: "Come and help me open the treasure chest."

Yu Zhengdu looked at him: "Can't you drive it yourself?"

Shang Que was confident and confident: "My face is black."

Yu Zhengdu: "..."

He secretly mocked the boss with his lips: African ghost!

Smiling, he still took the phone and was about to open the treasure box when he suddenly squinted his eyes: "It seems that you have to recharge it to open it? Where did you get the money?"

Shang Que's proud face: "Save it."

Yu Zhengdu: "...All right."

Yu Manjiang: "..." It turned out that he was a poor man, so how could he have such a temper when he was so poor!

Yu's father also took care of Yu Manjiang, so he didn't let him continue to be embarrassed, so he quickly changed the topic: "Well, let's talk about the business."

Mr. Yu nodded and looked at Yu Manjiang with a solemn expression: "Man Jiang, we checked the Yu family tree last night..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yu Manjiang said almost reflexively, as if his tail had been stepped on: "Why are you checking the genealogy for no reason?"

Mr. Yu looked serious: "Man Jiang, in front of everyone yesterday, I didn't want to embarrass you, but I think you should be able to guess in your heart that you are the direct descendant of the three gods."

In fact, you don't need to check the genealogy, just think about which of the Yu clan has the best luck and who is most often favored by the three gods since the three gods fell into the devil, and the answer will come out.

Check the genealogy, but just to confirm that's all.

Mr. Yu can think of it, and Yu Manjiang can also think of it, but he will never admit that his good luck was taken from others, and immediately denied it: "Yu Lao, maybe I am the direct descendant of the three gods, but this What else can it explain?"

Daoist Kou on the side took up the conversation: "Mr. Man Jiang, your luck these years is not what you deserve. I invite you to come here this time to persuade you to do more good deeds. It is best to donate the wealth that should not belong to you. , for the well-being of the villagers who have been robbed of their luck."

"It's a bunch of nonsense." Yu Manjiang's face changed, "What I have gained in these years is the result of my hard work. If you say something so lightly, you will erase my achievements..."

He sneered: "I'm afraid that asking me to donate money is the key point, so what if I don't give it to you?"

Yu Manjiang is not short of money, but he knows that once he donates money, he will admit in disguise that he has taken advantage of other people's luck, and his status will inevitably plummet, so no matter what, he will never let go of this.

Mr. Yu said: "Man Jiang, we are also thinking of you."

Daoist Kou nodded in agreement: "Now that the three gods are subduing the law, they can no longer protect you. You can't hold on to this heaven-defying luck. Stealing the way of heaven is a big taboo. Backlash is always doubled. Pindao advises you to think twice... "

"Enough." Yu Manjiang blushed with anger, took a sip of the teacup dry-mouthed, and sneered, "You steal the way of heaven when you say it is stealing the way of heaven? Who can prove it? These two people?"

He looked at Shang Que, only to find that the other party was still playing with his mobile phone!

Yu Manjiang:! ! ! !Really rude!

This time, Father Yu was angry, and immediately retorted: "Yu Manjiang, what do you mean by that? Are you trying to slander Zhengdu and deceive people?"

"That's what I mean!" Yu Manjiang was so angry at Shang Que's attitude, "I think your family is poor and crazy, and you are trying to get me money in different ways, but I won't let you succeed."

After he finished speaking, he slammed the teacup in his hand heavily: "I'm jealous to see how I live a good life, and you still use rabbit hair glaze like me. It's a pity that you are so poor that you can only use this kind of low-quality stuff."

With a sound of "Keng--", the teacup fell to the ground and fell to pieces.

This time, Shang Que finally raised his head, looked at the broken porcelain pieces on the ground, expressionless.

Yu's father really couldn't bear it now, and shouted: "Yu Manjiang, talk as you say, why throw things at our house!"

Yu Zhengdu was also very angry, puffing up his cheeks to look at Shang Que: "Boss, eat him!"

Yu Manjiang smiled contemptuously at Yu's father: "If you fall, you will fall. I will buy you one set and return it to you. Oh no, I'm not that poor. Let me give you back ten sets."

Yu's father was almost turned into a puffer fish, and wanted to hit him back, but he was blocked by Yu Manjiang's words. There was nothing he could do about it. The tea set really looked like old goods that had been overstocked for a long time, and it probably wasn't worth much.

But it doesn't matter whether it is high or low, the important thing is that this is a gift from Shang Que. How could Yu Manjiang not be angry when he fell in front of him like this!

Yu Manjiang saw that Yu's father looked like he couldn't get angry, and finally felt a lot better, so he deliberately challenged Shang Que: "Small merchants, right? Where did you buy this thing? I'll have someone wholesale ten sets for you."

Shang Que exited the game and said flatly, "I can't buy it anymore."

"What, the warehouse is cleared?" Yu Manjiang said nonchalantly, "Okay, I'll give you cash, you can quote any price, and I'll give you ten times."

Yu's father was so angry that he rolled his eyes, and said imposingly: "We don't need your stinky money!"

At the same time, Shang Que also said, "Okay, I'll check the price."

Father Yu: "..."

He glanced at Shang Que resentfully, don't be reluctant to give up small money at critical times, the venue is the most important thing.

Yu Zhengdu also whispered: "Boss, we don't need that money, do we?"

Shang Que thought for a while: "The lack is still the lack..."

Yu Manjiang laughed "haha" and said, "Tell me how much is missing. You're welcome. I can still pay out tens of thousands of dollars."

Shang Que raised his head: "One is more than 430 million, put a zero for you, it is 430 million, if it is ten times, it is 300 million."

Yu Zhengdu: "Pfft——"

Others: "!!!!" It's not easy for young people, the price is so natural and refined.

Yu Manjiang jumped on the spot: "Are you crazy about poverty? You also need to pay attention to the basic law when extorting money. What kind of teacup costs more than 400 million. You still want to say that yours is an antique?"

Shang Que's legs were crossed, and his posture was elegant: "It's from the Song Dynasty."

He thought for a while, and added: "It seems that it was produced when Zhao Yan was in power."

As a person with a passing education level, Yu's father didn't even know who Zhao Yan was, and asked very honestly: "Who is Zhao Yan?"

Mr. Yu still has the background, and immediately realized: "It is the name of Emperor Xiaozong of the Southern Song Dynasty."

Yu Manjiang laughed angrily: "If you say it belongs to the Song Dynasty, then it belongs to the Song Dynasty? What's the matter with Zhao, who wouldn't come here just by opening his mouth? Young man, this is not the way to touch porcelain. If you know a little bit, tens of thousands It’s okay for me to give you a piece directly, but if you want the lion to open its mouth, be careful that the bamboo basket will be empty.”

Shang Que didn't bother to argue with him at all, and said directly: "Take it for appraisal."

Yu Manjiang was stunned for a moment: "What did you say?"

He didn't expect that the scammer would offer to go for an appraisal. What kind of operation is this?

At this moment, Mr. Yu's "tsk tsk" suddenly came from the side: "No wonder, I just thought that this black glazed porcelain looks and feels unusual, the carcass is firm and thick, although it looks It is old but the glaze color is still transparent, soft and moist like jade, is this from the Jian kiln?"

As soon as Yu Lao said this, Yu Manjiang's heart skipped a beat.

Mr. Yu's current prestige and status in the Yu family is naturally not only due to his noble morals, but also because he is knowledgeable and profound in his family. Not to mention, in the early years, Mr. Yu often helped people to appraise antiques, and the number of mistakes was very small.

Could it be that this broken teacup is really an antique?

Yu Manjiang panicked, and felt that it was impossible, he still held his breath and said: "Old Yu, you think highly of Yu Chuan too much, can their family have antiques? They even use them for tea. There are many, and I have never seen such a ostentatious..."

Mr. Yu ignored him. Instead, he took the teacup and walked to the window, observed it carefully in the sun, and muttered to himself: "Yes, yes, this is the typical glaze color of Jian kiln, black Mid-sky blue color, bright and moist, deep and thick, and crystals..."

"Is there a magnifying glass?" Old Mr. Yu turned his head and asked excitedly. After thinking about it, he changed his words, "Yu Chuan, please call my home quickly and ask them to bring over my identification tools."

Yu's father looked confused, and he couldn't believe it compared to Man Jiang: "Old Yu, did you make a mistake? Is this really an antique?"

"Ninety-nine are inseparable from ten, and there are very few Song kiln porcelains in existence." Mr. Yu's voice trembled, and he didn't dare to move the black glazed cup, "Look at this cup, which has a thick fetal bone and a thin rim. The glaze flows down naturally, which is a very typical characteristic of black glazed porcelain in ancient kilns, and there is a place where the outer bottom has exposed tires, and the exposed tread is irregular..."

Mr. Yu made a lot of analysis while watching, and every time he said a word, Yu Manjiang's heart sank a little. Although he was very dissatisfied with Mr. Yu this time, he also knew that Mr. Yu was not the kind of person who talked indiscriminately. .

Especially... Yu Lao's words really sound very credible, even if they want to make it up, they can't make it up so thoroughly.

Mr. Yu was completely obsessed with teacups, and he was anxious and angry: "Yu Chuan, you should call me quickly and ask me to bring the tools at home. The black glaze of Jianyao that is preserved is very rare now." , especially the golden rabbit hair with such a good quality, if it is appraised, it will definitely be worth more than 400 million yuan!"

Shang Que didn't care what Mr. Yu said, he just said: "Let's appraise it, our company has always been operating with integrity, and there is no deception."

Yu Zhengdu: ==

He slowed down for a while before reacting belatedly, and looked at Shang Que in shock: "Boss, what you gave me is really an antique?"

Shang Que glanced at him: "Yes."

Yu Zhengdu felt that he was about to suffocate: "You have all the antiques, why are you still pretending to be poor?"

Shang Que frowned: "I'm not pretending, I don't have RMB."

Yu Zhengdu: "..."

Yu Zhengdu was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe: "Why didn't you say it earlier, antiques, more than 400 million, just fell into pieces..."

Shang Que was silent for a while, and then said nonchalantly: "Antiques are rare and expensive, and the less they are left, the more valuable they will be."

Yu Zhengdu: ".........?"

Shang Que smiled softly: "In the past, some collectors of antiques would deliberately destroy the same antiques and make the rest into orphans."

He raised his eyebrows: "But this does not affect our claim against him."

Yu Zhengdu: "..." That's what I said...

Seeing that he was still heartbroken, Shang Que said again: "If you drop two more of that set of black glazed cups, the remaining one will be worth a fortune, maybe even more valuable than all four together."

Yu Zhengdu: "!!!!!!"

He silently looked at the table, and saw Daoist Kou seized the opportunity to pick up the cup, wanting to experience the feeling of drinking tea with an antique.

At the same time, Father Yu swooped over and snatched the cup from Taoist Kou's hand: "Don't move!"

Holding the teacup in both hands, he carefully put it back on the table, and his voice was full of love: "This is an antique!"

Yu Zhengdu turned his head in disbelief: "...There is no chance, my father must offer up these cups, not to mention falling, I probably won't even be able to touch them."

On the other side, Kou Daochang let out a long sigh: "It seems that Mr. Man Jiang has begun to be backlashed."

Yu Manjiang: "...!!!"

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Zhengdu: Is the boss rich or not?

The section about antiques was edited based on reading materials, so don’t take it seriously!