Vol 2 Chapter 108: Goddess (thanks to the silver alliance of "Shanhe Moyun")

The Chenghuang Temple is outside the county seat, six miles to the east.
Xu Qi'an and his party rushed on horseback, and arrived at their destination with the effort of a cup of tea.
A small temple with black tiles and white walls is located not far from the official road. The small temple is surrounded by a white wall. A small road connects the temple with the official road.
The Chenghuang Temple is very popular, with plainly dressed ordinary people and brightly dressed wealthy people going back and forth to and from the small intestines path to and from the temple.
There are also several carriages parked outside the temple.
"Call!"
Xu Qi'an restrained the horse's rein in front of the temple gate, rolled over and dismounted, and helped Mu Nanzhi down, and Li Ling Su Miao and Li Ling Su Miao tied the horse to a wooden stake on the side of the road.
He closed his eyes and felt for a moment, and was suddenly disappointed. There was no dragon breath around him.
Standing at the entrance of the temple were two big and thick men, reaching out to stop them, holding their heads up and saying:
"When you enter the temple to burn incense, you will pay twenty yuan first."
There are also tickets in this era. Although the temple has nothing to do with Dragon Qi, since I have encountered it, I will go in and have a look..... Xu Qi'an glanced at Li Lingsu, the latter curled his lips and found out Shi Wenqian handed over.
The man on the left took it, glanced at Xu Qi'an's brocade robe, hey, and said:
"Twenty essays per person..."
Mu Nanzhi frowned. This guy was obviously looking at the good clothes Xu Qi'an was wearing, waiting for an opportunity to ask for money.
"Why don't they?" She pointed to a young couple who had entered the temple.
"They are regular visitors, so naturally they don't need it." The man janitor had his own rhetoric. He seemed not at all afraid of trouble, and said impatiently:
"If you want to burn incense, give money as soon as possible. If you have no money, get out."
Xu Qi'an raised his head to comfort Mu Nanzhi, and said, "Give it to him."
After paying the money, the four of them crossed the gate and Xu Qi'an glanced away. The courtyard was divided into two halves by the bluestone road leading to the temple. On the left was a merit tower cast in yellow mud, burning yellow paper.
On the right are two rows of half-person high candlesticks, with red candles burning and wax tears rolling.
Many pilgrims gathered on both sides, or burned yellow paper or lighted candles.
The four walked through the courtyard and entered the Chenghuang Temple. The things enshrined in the temple immediately attracted their attention.
It was an ugly little devil with a big belly and no shirt. He raised his hands high and dragged a stone mirror. The mirror seemed to be damaged, with only half left.
It is not that the statue is broken, but the mirror itself is broken.
In front of the sculpture, more than a dozen pilgrims were worshipping devoutly. On the right side of the front incense table, stood an old woman with gray hair. Her cheeks were thin and her forehead was high.
Shrewd and marketable.
There is no qi fluctuations, no souls, no evil spirits... Xu Qi'an ran the primordial spirit and swept around to confirm that this was just an ordinary Chenghuang Temple.
Whether it is Chenghuang Temple or not is to be discussed.
A normal Chenghuang Temple obviously does not enshrine an imp.
Li Lingsu also used Daomen's eight-rank "switching" method to inspect the small temple, and he shook his head slightly towards Xu Qi'an, indicating that no abnormalities were found.
Is the shop Xiaoer exaggerating? Xu Qi'an was a little disappointed. It was not so much that it was because of the superb methods behind it that he could not detect the clues. It was obvious that the truth that Xiaoer was deceiving was more reliable.
In a small county town, it is impossible to be the same as Tianzong, two crouching young phoenixes appeared, deceiving the dignified Xu Yinluo.
Xu Qi'an groaned, walked to the goddess, and said:
"We are foreigners. I heard that the Chenghuang Temple here is very effective, so we went to the temple and burned incense. You are the goddess. May I ask what gods are offered in the temple?"
The old woman glanced at him and saw Xu Qi'an wearing a good-material robe, her eyes lit up, she coughed, and said solemnly:
"Young man, you are in the right place.
"What the temple offers is Huntian God, which is an omnipotent god. The treasure mirror in his hand is called Huntian God Mirror. Through this magic mirror, Huntian God can see world affairs.
"The old man sees your Yintang darkening, and you are afraid of bad luck recently. You can come here to burn incense because the of the heavens is blessing you. He has seen your bad luck."
Xu Qi'an showed a "panic" expression in cooperation, and said:
"What's the explanation for this, I, everything goes smoothly along my way."
The old woman said lightly:
"The time has not come. If you want to eliminate bad luck, the old man can show you a clear way."
When Xu Qi'an nodded, she examined Xu Qi'an's clothes and said:
"The temple loves money, and if you donate two hundred taels of silver, you can sacrifice it for seven days."
Two hundred taels, what a big appetite... Xu Qi'an took down the names of Huntian God and Huntian Shenjing, and planned to go back and ask the members of the Tiandihui in the fragments of the earth book.
Although he was basically sure that this old goddess was a deceitful stick.
At this time, a lightly dressed middle-aged man walked over. He had an undershirt inside and a worn-out padded jacket. Straw could be seen in the hole.
Straw is stuffed in the cotton jacket.
The middle-aged man has a weather-beaten face, and his years of work makes him look a little dull, and said dullly:
"Goddess, my mother-in-law is dying, she, why is she not well?
"You said that if you worship the temple for seven days, her illness will be cured, but she can't eat today."
The goddess frowned: "That means you are not pious enough. You need to continue offering for three days."
When the middle-aged man heard this, his weather-beaten face showed a bitter expression: "I, I have no money, and all my savings are provided to the temple."
The goddess said displeased:
"That's your business. If you don't have money, you can sell the land or find someone to borrow it.
"The temple is just, and will not favor you because your family is poor. Don't other pilgrims offer it? Isn't the family poor?"
After a set of logic, the middle-aged man was speechless, his mouth trembling slightly.
"But my mother-in-law can't eat anything, she can't eat anything..."
In the simple concept of the common people, being unable to walk or eat is a terrible thing.
The goddess snorted and said threateningly:
"The temple gods will protect us, and if someone offends, they will also punish."
The middle-aged man seemed to have thought of something, showing an expression of extreme horror, bending his spine and daring not to speak any more.
Not far away, Miao Youfang listened to the whole process, his eyebrows were upside down.
.........
On the other side, Li Lingsu witty inquired about information from the pilgrim, his target was a young man.
"Xiongtai is young, so why come to the temple to ask for?"
Li Lingsu is so handsome and handsome, it is hard to ignore, but the young man's words flicker:
"No, nothing."
Li Lingsu smiled and said, "Everyone is here to burn incense, so let's talk about it."
Secretly exerting influence with the power of the soul, his voice is mixed with obedience and closeness. The young man unconsciously opened his heart and smiled bitterly:
"I'm here to beg for a child."
Li Lingsu said "Oh" and said, "It's also seven days?"
The young man nodded.
"It took a lot of money." When Li Lingsu spoke, he glanced at the middle-aged man.
"The money is pretty good..."
The young man showed a strange expression, and he wanted to talk. At this moment, the curtain leading to the inner hall was lifted, and a delicate woman walked out quickly.
Her face was flushed and her hair was a bit messy. Seeing everyone's eyes, she immediately bowed her head and walked back to her husband quickly.
In a moment, the curtain was opened again, and a sturdy man came out. He glanced at the figure of the delicate woman, his expression still full of expression.
"Mother, I have given off my son on behalf of the temple god, you should collect the money. The little lady is very satisfied."
The man said with a smile.
The old woman looked at the young couple and smiled:
"Little lady of the Zhang family, Zhang Xianggong, are you satisfied?"
The delicate and beautiful woman's face faded and turned pale, and the young man named Zhang flashed humiliation and anger in his eyes, and smiled strongly:
"Satisfied, satisfied..."
With that, Qiangyan took off the purse with a smile and handed it up.
The man stretched out his hand to take it, weighed it, his eyes rolled around on the delicate woman, and grinned:
"There are still four days, remember to come on time, otherwise the temple will be angry."
The young couple nodded with fear in their eyes at the same time.
"Why don't you report it to the official?"
A sigh sounded in the ear of the young man surnamed Zhang, and he turned his head to see that it was the handsome and handsome man.
He was infected by the sound again, and inexplicably mustered the courage in his heart, with a little fearful tone, said:
"People who report to officials are dead, and people who disrespect temple gods are also dead.
"As long as we enshrine the temple gods, the temple gods will protect us..."
Li Lingsu directly asked the essence:
"Since you know that people who disrespect the temple gods are dead, why come here to burn incense?"
As a local, this young couple should know the trouble of getting into the temple gods, so they can choose not to come.
The young man surnamed Zhang gritted his teeth and said:
"It's not that we want to come, it's him, it's him who fell in love with my lady and came to the door, let us go to the Chenghuang Temple to ask for a child, otherwise the temple will punish me."
Li Lingsu understands that this is the same as the sons of powerful and powerful men bullying men and women. The difference is that one relies on power and the other relies on temple gods.
He couldn't help looking at Xu Qi'an, and saw that his face was gloomy and silent, as if he was thinking about something.
"Mother, where is this messy bag?"
The old man was listening without fear, even a little disdain.
The goddess had a gloomy face, pointed at Xu Qi'an and Miao Youfang, and said, "These are foreigners together."
Then, she looked at the young couple with a ho sneer:
"Zhang Xianggong, Zhang Niangzi, you are disrespectful to the temple gods, the temple gods are all in your eyes."
The little lady's face turned pale, and she cried and said, "The temple gods forgive sins, and the goddess forgive sins."
After beating the young couple, the goddess gave a cold snort, looked at Xu Qi'an and others, and announced:
"You are disrespectful to the temple gods, you have angered the temple gods, and you have died to the end. If you want to calm the temple gods' anger, you will offer three hundred taels of silver, otherwise, the old body will not be able to save you."
Her son clapped his hands in cooperation, and the three men outside the temple immediately walked in and surrounded Xu Qi'an and others.
The pilgrims around pointed and whispered.
"These outsiders are so bold."
"Yeah, hurry up and offer the money, otherwise you don't know how to die."
Zhang Xianggong had come back to his senses at this time and was no longer affected by Li Lingsu. Knowing what he said just now, his scared legs became soft.
Trembled: "The temple gods forgive sins, the temple gods forgive sins..."
The son of the goddess ignored him, staring at him, threatening Xu Qi'an and others: "I will give you the money quickly."
The pilgrim at the side quickly persuaded:
"Outsiders, quickly admit your mistakes to the temple gods."
"Why look for death."
"Yeah, give me money soon, don't hurt Zhang Xianggong."
The middle-aged man opened his mouth and seemed to want to follow along, but his eyes flashed with resentment and he clenched his fist silently.
"Silver? Your uncle, ask Yan Wangye to go."
Miao Youfang cursed, walked two steps quickly, clenched his fist, and leaned his right arm back.
boom!
When everyone did not react, he punched the goddess son on the head.
The head exploded like a watermelon, and flesh and bones splashed all over, splashing on the ground, walls, and temple sculptures behind.
The temple was silent for a few seconds, the screams suddenly exploded, and the pilgrims fled out in a panic.
The three men guarding the City God Temple fled to the courtyard with the pilgrims.
"My son!"
The goddess screamed bitterly, threw herself down in front of the headless corpse, weeping bitterly.
Miao Youfang took out the long knife from the storage artifact given by Xu Qi'an, smashed it, kicked over the incense case, kicked to the incense burner, and cut the temple sculpture in half with the last knife.
"you guys......."
The goddess stared at the four people bitterly, and said sternly: "The temple will not let you go, everyone will die."
"killed!"
Xu Qi'an said lightly.
He still has doubts and puzzles about this temple god, but it doesn't matter. Later, let Li Lingsu recruit spirits, and he will personally interrogate the soul of the goddess.
Miao Youfang immediately swung a knife to cut off the goddess' head, and then kicked her head exploded.
It's not the same to have a younger brother. I don't need to do anything personally... Xu Qi'an nodded in satisfaction, and the Zhang family couple and the middle-aged man, who stared at the same place, sighed in their hearts.
God, the goddess is dead..........The young couple were dumbfounded, their hearts trembled violently, and they couldn't tell whether they were feeling happy or fearful.
The middle-aged man is also stupid.
Also dumbfounded are the pilgrims in the yard.
Xu Qi'an knew that these people needed comfort. He raised his foot and walked out of the temple, looking at the pilgrims in the courtyard, and said:
"This official is a head-catcher from Beijing, and my colleague these days.
"Someone went to Beijing to file a complaint, saying that someone in Shengyi County had committed sexual sacrifices to the people's ancestral hall and harmed the people.
"This official has deliberately investigated for a few days in secret, and has found out the truth. The goddess learned a few magic arts, secretly harmed people, and pretended to be the gods of the temple to intimidate the people.
"Now that he has come down, you don't need to come here to make confession."
Upon hearing that this young man was a member of the government, the pilgrims felt much settled.
The sky is big and the court is the largest. Because of this, the presence of the court makes them feel safer.
"But, the temple gods are indeed efficacious." A pilgrim said.
If it's just a threat, they can't make them willingly burn incense and make offerings.
"The owner of the rouge shop on Guanghua Street was killed by the goddess. The officer has already found out this matter." Xu Qi'an said.
The pilgrims were relieved.
Xu Qi'an turned around and entered the temple, took out an ingot of official silver from his arms and handed it to the middle-aged man, saying:
"You have to see a doctor if you are sick."
After asking the address of the middle-aged man in Ming Ming, he turned his head and told Li Lingsu: "You will go there later and see the situation."
He was worried that the middle-aged man's wife was dying, and ordinary doctors were unable to recover.
Li Lingsu nodded.
The middle-aged man knelt down tremblingly: "Thank you, sir, thank you, sir."
At this time, Miao Youfang picked up the money pouch beside the god-wife son and threw it to Zhang Xianggong, saying:
"Forget the things here, don't look down on your daughter-in-law."
The young man surnamed Zhang glanced at the body of the god-wife mother and son, and spit heavily. Silently nabbed the three of them, and hugged his wife to leave.
Miao Youfang turned his head and spit at the corpse, as he was used to it:
"My uncle has been walking the rivers and lakes for many years~EbookFREE.me~ The number of murders of such villains is beyond count."
"This is not a good thing!" Xu Qi'an said.
This shows that the imperial court's jurisdiction and rule of various places is already very weak. When the order is gradually shaken, chaos will occur frequently.
Someone will come forward to establish a new order. At that time, either the dynasty will be changed, or the dynasty will experience huge trauma and linger.
Xu Qi'an glanced outwards and confirmed that the pilgrims had been driven out. He immediately closed the temple door and said:
"Li Lingsu, recruit spirit!"
When the voice fell, Miao Youfang suddenly clutched his chest, his face was pale and slowly withered to the ground.
His face was suffocated like pig liver, his eyes turned white, and the breath of life quickly passed away.
A martial artist at the pinnacle of the God Realm is on the verge of death inexplicably?
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PS: Push the book: "The Urn of the Old Days", the author is wolf dog bear.