The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down

  Chapter 112 The love story of Li Changsheng, the second uncle of the composer

  Yucheng Chenghuang Temple.

  White smoke is faint, pilgrims are like flowing water, and countless incense floats into the air, sheltering the lights of thousands of families.

  All kinds of people kneel in front of the statue of the city god, prostrating three times, praying for peace, exorcising evil spirits, or seeking career... The city **** is basically a universal **** who can worship anything, but it is not omnipotent.

   What the City God can do is probably to protect the people from evil spirits. They can't and can't take care of practical things.

   Yin and Yang are separated, the most taboo thing for the city **** is to interfere with the mundane. In severe cases, they will be rejected by the Yin Division, and their cultivation base will be greatly damaged and turned into lonely ghosts; in light cases, they will be severely injured. Even if he knew that this person was a heinous murderer, Cheng Huang couldn't make a move.

   Of course, there is no absolute in everything. There is a situation where the City God intervenes in Yangjian and is least affected. That is karmic retribution, for example, if someone insults and damages the statue, the City God can take some measures to punish him.

  Yuchenghuang Temple is the same as Luoshi, both of which are Su Guang. The two places were originally subordinate, but they were separated later with development.

  The Jade City God Temple is much larger than Luo City, except for the statue of the City God, there are positions for various official positions, which is equivalent to an ancient government office.

  Outside the Temple of the City God, outside the turbulent flow of people, a young man in his twenties stood outside, looking at the Temple of the City God from a distance.

  He was dressed in a very weird way, even a little scary, with a white shroud and a national flag in his hand.

   “…Am I really dead?”

  The young man's face was full of confusion, his memory stayed at the moment of catching the prisoner, he seemed to be shot, and then he didn't remember anything.

   When he woke up again, he came here, and there was a voice in his heart telling him not to leave, and to stand here and wait.

   "What are you doing standing here?"

  Suddenly a voice came from his ear, and the young man subconsciously turned his head to look, and saw an ordinary Taoist in a simple Taoist robe.

  He didn't answer right away. He looked around to make sure that there was no one nearby, and then asked tentatively, "Can the priest see me?"

  Although the current situation is not clear, what is certain is that he is now a dead person, and no one around him can see, touch, or hear him.

  I seem to have become an earth-bound spirit, so I can only stay near the Town God's Temple.

   Li Yi nodded slightly, and said, "Is there anyone else here besides you? Are you a hero?"

  The young man in front of him only has a soul body, three souls and seven souls are incomplete, but they are not incomplete. In this case, it is either a ghost, or a sinister, and the three souls and six souls have entered the underworld.

   Take a closer look at the righteousness, without any yin, which obviously belongs to the latter.

  Li Yi has long heard from the Internet that the government put heroes and martyrs into the Temple of the City God for worship, and even promulgated relevant laws and made a similar list. This naturally won great appreciation from all walks of life, and indirectly increased the incense of the Town God's Temple.

   It is the tradition of China that heroes are incensed by future generations.

  The gods in China are not born, and the gods in many temples were originally human beings.

  It is the best policy to make the heroes become bad men.

  Li Yi usually doesn't ask questions about Yin Division, but he is quite curious about this model.

   "What's your name?"

  The words of the Taoist seemed to contain some kind of power, as if it was the will of the heavens, the inexplicable power in his body instantly succumbed to himself.

  The young man couldn't resist at all. Out of instinct, he immediately stood up straight, raised his hands in salute, and answered with his head held high: "Report! Yang Anmin!"

   "Anmin? Good name."

  Li Yi nodded slightly, and asked again: "Are you a hero?"

   "I should have been shot and killed on the way to perform the mission, so probably." Yang Anmin replied with some uncertainty, he didn't confirm that he was dead until not long ago.

   "Does the Taoist know what's going on? Can you explain it to me?"

Li Yi said: "Have you heard of the incense of heroes? It is the bill promoted by the government last month. All people who have been rated as heroes are eligible to enter the Imperial Temple of the city. You should be rated as heroes now, and you can enjoy incense. You should be able to Live another hundred years."

   Being a ghost is not immortal, the soul also has a lifespan. Normally, the lifespan of the soul and the body is similar, and the same is true for monks. The yin errand enjoys incense and can exist for a little longer. The common yin errand is 30 years, has an official position and is at home for decades, and the city **** is more than 100 years.

   "What's wrong? Ghosts and gods really exist..."

  Yang Anmin was stunned for a long time. As a person in the system, he knew that there were supernatural forces in the world. At first, I thought it was some people with special abilities, but I didn't expect that the city god's secrets were also real.

   "Excuse me sir, can I still go back and see my family?"

   "In principle, it is not allowed, but if you just look at it, I believe the City God will acquiesce."

   Li Yi replied that the actual situation depends on the local city gods, some are stricter and some are looser. In general, everyone must abide by the laws of the Yin Division, but the specific regulations are determined by the city **** himself.

   At worst, he will mention it later.

   "Thank you, Daoist, for clarifying the confusion." Yang Anmin's heavy heart eased a little, and now his only wish is to see his parents again.

   "Do you want to go in with me to have a look? You will only increase your troubles by staying here. Enjoying incense after death is something that money can't get."

  Li Yi could see his reluctance. He should have also vaguely realized that if he entered the temple, he would become a ghost by default, and he would not be able to have any substantive contact with his parents in Yangjian.

  Running back now may be able to see one side, but it will also lose the shelter of the underworld. This is a kind of reward and choice for those who have made meritorious deeds. If you don't care about those incense sticks, it is not impossible to reunite with your relatives.

  Yang Anmin nodded and followed behind Li Yi, and the two went straight through the dense crowd.

   "Master Taoist, are you a god?"

   "It's not a god, it's just a practitioner."

   "I didn't expect Xiuxian to really exist. It's like a dream. My favorite novel and film is the theme of Xiuxian. It's a pity that I'm dead and I can't cultivate immortality, but I probably don't have that talent."

   "Cultivation is something that everyone can do, and you can be considered as one of the practices when you join the job now."

   "What did the Taoist chief come to Chenghuang Temple for?"

   "Talk about something with Chenghuang."

   The two walked into the Temple of the City God, and all the way to the statue of the City God in the central lobby. The City God, who was worshiped by countless people, looked extremely majestic.

  Suddenly, the idol shone with a golden light, which flashed by, making some people who noticed it a little confused, and then said uncertainly: "The city **** has appeared?"

   "I just saw a golden light."

   "I saw that too."

   Discussions erupted from time to time, but they did not cause any commotion. Under the intentional or unintentional guidance of the government, no one has questioned the existence of the City God.

  An eight-foot-tall city **** Su Guang appeared in front of the two of them, wearing a red official robe, with a righteous face and an incomparable majesty.

  The coercion that hit his face made Yang Anmin's body tense, and the tension disappeared in the next second. It's not that the coercion is restrained, but that the extremely majestic City God knelt down.

   "Chen Su Guang, I pay my respects to the immortal master."

  Su Guang knelt on the ground, folded his hands in front of his body, rested his forehead on the back of his hands, and performed the Jishou salute.

  Yang Anmin turned his head and looked at the ordinary Taoist beside him. Compared with the City God, he looked much weaker, no different from ordinary people. But in the scene before him, even a fool would know how extraordinary the Taoist is, and even the City God would kneel down for him.

  You call this a mere cultivator?

   Li Yi leaned down and helped the other party up, saying: "I don't work in the Yin Division, so there is no need to do so."

   "Etiquette cannot be broken." Su Guang shook his head firmly, he was not out of curry favor.

   Jishou, the most important obeisance, the obeisance of the minister to the king.

  Being conferred by an immortal, it is natural to give a big gift, otherwise the rules will be broken.

   "The city gods in the world, they have to kill you when they see you, otherwise it's disloyal!"

  Yang Anmin gasped, what is the origin of this Taoist, he wants to make the city **** of the world bow down.

   Soon a name came out, and if I remember correctly, the one who can make the city **** of the world kneel down is probably the one in Tianfu.

  Chengtian Jianguo Simin was promoted to Fuming Lingwang.

  Damn it, he is King Mingling? !

  Li Yi twitched the corners of his mouth, and said helplessly, "You can do whatever you want."

  In fact, he had thought of this situation when he was canonized. For a place with a strict hierarchy like the Yin Division, this kind of thing is unavoidable. He forced the other party to see him not to bow down to him, but to torture Su Guang instead.

  The rules of Yin Division itself are enforceable, not just written in black and white.

   "Who is this?" Su Guang set his sights on Yang Anmin, he could feel that the other party should be a errand who was about to join the job recently, but he didn't know why he followed the immortal master in.

"He should have come to join the yin errand. Replacing the yin errand with heroes is really a good way. The government still has some ability." Li Yi said, "These people are all upright and have meritorious deeds. They are all good. seedlings."

  Whether the yin difference is strong or not determines whether an area is peaceful or not, and two factors have the greatest influence, the yin difference itself and incense. So there is a place with a more regular population, the more difficult it is for evil spirits to make trouble.

  Any city in modern times was a metropolis or even a capital city in ancient times.

  Su Guang looked at Yang Anmin and asked, "What's your name?"

   "Yang Anmin." Yang Anmin replied immediately.

"I am searching…"

  A brochure appeared in Su Guang's hand. After flipping through it a few times, he found Yang Anmin's name. Like a household registration, it contained various information about him, including the cause of death.

  Because of being shot dead in an anti-drug operation, he was only 26 years old. He entered the Temple of the City God on December 10th.

   "Yang Anmin, who was upright and died protecting the people, should reward the good and punish the evil judge."

  Originally, Yang Anmin could only be a errand, but the immortal teacher said that he is a good seedling, so it would be a bit ignorant if he didn't vigorously promote him.

  Even if the immortal masters don't have this idea, they still have to consider it and try to figure out the immortality.

   As soon as the words fell, the tablet of rewarding good and punishing judges shone slightly, and Yang Anmin was instantly sucked into it.

  Li Yi glanced at the memorial tablet, which is a spiritual space of the Yin Division, and the spirit has transformed into a very antique courtyard.

   It is no wonder that so many people want to enter the underworld, this is simply living out the second life, and there will be no pain. According to his understanding, incense can also allow them to re-experience the worldly desires, and they will not be as desireless as ghosts.

  Li Yi withdrew his gaze and said, "I want you to do something, investigate the matter of Moyuan."

   Moyuan is invisible and invisible, buried in the river of forgetfulness, even if Li Yi wants to find it, it will take some time. It may be months, it may be years, or even decades.

  If it was placed in the previous life, a hundred years is not a long time for him. For those with great supernatural powers, it is common for a battle to last for several years.

  But Li Yi doesn't want to waste too much energy on this. His main goal now is to win the heaven and earth, and enjoy modern life. He also wants to buy a computer next year to further enter the world of modern young people.

  But you can't let it go, let Moyuan grow up, and jump out in the future to disgust yourself.

  Yin Division itself is closely connected with Wangchuan, and the two can be said to complement each other. As the saying goes, there is a specialization in the art industry, and it should be faster to entrust them to investigate than yourself.

  Su Guangdao: "Recently, the government is also asking us whether we can solve the problem of the Moyuan, and we are also investigating. The Moyuan should be in the deepest part of the River of Forgetfulness, and it is difficult for us to get close, and there are more than one of them."

  The Yin Division is also paying attention to the affairs of the Moyuan. The rituals required for the Moyuan empowerment are actually within the scope of the Yin Division’s law enforcement, such as the ghosts they need.

   Li Yi asked: "What did you find?"

"The Devil's Abyss is not a secret realm or a small world. It's very scattered, like the sand at the bottom of the river, scattered in the depths of the River of Forgetfulness. We used the power of the Yin Division to barely perceive a few Devil's Abysses. They should be the culprits of this incident. The culprit."

  Su Guang's answer confirmed part of Li Yi's conjecture that Moyuan really did not form a realm of its own like the Bodhi Realm.

  The reason is naturally that he was broken by himself.

  Because Moyuan was too evil in the previous life, adhering to the principle of eradicating all evil, Li Changsheng spent decades crushing it completely.

   Now the reincarnation of those monks inside may carry part of the magic abyss.

   "Let me know when you find the location."

  Su Guang bowed his head and said: "I will do my best."

   Li Yi turned and left. After three steps, his figure disappeared. Su Guang didn't sense the existence of the other party from the beginning to the end, and he was shocked from the bottom of his heart.

   This is his own Town God's Temple, and he can't perceive the other party. Is this an immortal?

  Su Guang calmed down and sent a message to the other city gods.

   "According to the decree of the Immortal, all the city gods are ordered to thoroughly investigate the location of Moyuan, and there must be no mistakes."

  Although there is currently no superior-subordinate relationship between the city gods, Su Guang vaguely has the upper hand by virtue of his advantage of being close to the water. Now that he has obtained the decree of the immortal, he can naturally command other people in a legitimate manner.

   One word, cool.

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   Cold water slope.

  Li Yi opened his eyes and saw the second uncle sitting beside his bed with a flute, playing the flute.

  The sound of the flute contains a subtle artistic conception. Although it can't reach the picture that I blow out, it is really rare to be able to express the hazy feelings.

  He vaguely saw a man and a woman, one dry way and one kun way.

  Gan Dao seeks the Tao wholeheartedly, but Kun Dao cannot seek it.

   "Second Master, what are you blowing about?" Li Yi heard the mood, his face turned dark.

  The second uncle raised his chin slightly and said proudly: "Naturally, it's your love story. How about it, isn't it very expressive?"

  (end of this chapter)