Chapter 169 Uncle Deyong, I Will Help You Make A Decision This Time
Chapter 169 Uncle Deyong, I Will Help You Make A Decision This Time
"Lord City God, do we need to meet him?" Some subordinate ghosts and gods asked curiously, but all the City Gods shook their heads at this moment.
"Protect us and other people in the land, there is no need to cling to you."
The city gods murmured softly, their eyes flickering, and at the same time they thought of the vast sound that resounded throughout the world when the big hand stretched out...
"If something really happens, go and ask for help. He will not refuse. We are the incense god condensed by incense, and he is the incense god in the human world."
Chenggong Chenghuang of Ming Dynasty spoke, and such a soft saying resounded in the temple, which did not dissipate for a long time...
at the same moment,
Wang Jin sat under the pine tree.
He retracted his hand and opened his palm. There was some soil on the palm, and a little shining red...
Wang Jin watched silently, that touch of red was actually a crystal clear red bead, which was the Dao Fruit of Immortal Island!
The next moment, he clenched his palms tightly, and the small beads and soil were all crushed into powder in his hands.
When he opened his hand again, only the debris was left floating lightly and dissipated between heaven and earth.
Wang Jin's eyes flickered and he looked up at the sky. Today, thousands of miles of clouds are floating. The clouds are fluttering, a little hurried, but they look beautiful. Anyone who sees this kind of scene will think it is good weather, but Wang Jin is not like that. think.
He withdrew his gaze and remained silent for a long time.
At this moment, an armless old man fell from the sky and landed next to Wang Jin, but no one could notice this scene and continued to do what he was doing.
The armless old man is none other than the Immortal Armor.
"Your Majesty, I have spread the news and asked Liu Yufu to expand the scale of the temple fair to a larger scale."
"Well, bigger is better."
Wang Jin nodded, "The bigger the better, it's best to have it on a big day for the entire Jiangling City, so that everyone can come and worship De Yongbo."
"Please respect your Majesty's decree." The old man with no arms bowed ninety degrees.
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afternoon!
Deyong Chenghuang Temple began to warm up, and many people came. The number of people on the streets outside the temple increased visibly. From 30% lively, to 50% crowded, to 70% crowded, the roads were difficult to walk.
People keep coming.
People came in and out of the Chenghuang Temple.
While in the temple, Wang Jin always watched the scene in the temple, watching people walking by, but no one noticed Wang Jin or a figure in light blue ancient clothes sitting under the pine tree in the temple.
Time passed quietly, and another day passed.
There is an entire extra-long snack street outside the temple, and the roads are blocked. It is said that this snack street is still expanding.
"A lively scene."
In the side hall of the temple, stood a man. The man's body was covered with scars. He was the 'Yixian' created by Wang Jin.
Wang Jin smiled when he heard this, looked at Yi Xian, and said, "I want you to go somewhere."
Hear the words.
Yi Xian's body trembled, "My lord, please give me your instructions."
Wang Jin smiled, "Bone Cave."
"Go over there and cut off a bone head for me." Wang Jin glanced at Yi Xian, and then at the white-haired woman with flames flowing deep in her pupils. The white-haired woman held a long sword and wore a white coat. Cheongsam is also one of the clay figurine immortals, called the 'Ding Immortal'.
"You go too."
"I obey your orders." Ding Xian saluted immediately, then flew up and disappeared into the sky into two puffs of smoke.
They obeyed and left, while Wang Jin walked into the temple.
At this time, the incense burner in the temple was burning vigorously, filled with sandalwood and filled with incense.
After the statue of Deyong City God was reshaped, nothing could be seen in the eyes of ordinary people. They did not feel that the incense and golden body of the City God had been shattered. They still believed in the City God and added incense to the City God...
As time went by, there were more people outside the temple, and the sound of crackling firecrackers sounded.
This also made Wang Jin have to lament the rapid action of Liuyufu. It really held a city-wide temple fair in a very short period of time.
It can be said that Deyong Chenghuang Temple has become the ‘key point’ of Jiangling City!
On the afternoon of the next day, a respected old man who lived near the temple came in, holding the Holy Grail in both hands.
The Holy Grail is a special instrument found only in certain places in the south.
It is composed of two crescents of wood. Each crescent of wood has a convex surface and a flat surface.
They are called Holy Grails, or Cups.
Every time the god wanders, someone will throw a cup and a scorpion to ask the enshrined god about the details of the procession.
Each time the Holy Grail is thrown, it will have different aspects. The two crescents are convex and flat, one convex and the other flat, corresponding to the different situations of throwing the cup. It is also called: Yin Cup, Laughing Cup, and Holy Grail.
The Yin cup indicates negation.
The laughing cup means that it is not clear, not necessarily.
The Holy Grail means yes!
To put it simply, in customs and customs, cups and scorpions are the bridge between humans and gods!
People from the temple fair gathered here, and the respected old man was holding a cup and a spoon, preparing to start the ceremony of asking the gods.
But none of them noticed that on the beam directly above the temple above their heads, a figure quietly appeared on it, slowly condensing, wearing light blue ancient clothes and a gentle temperament... just sitting there, looking down at the venerable old man throwing cup.
Wang Jin smiled.
"It's been a long time since I've seen the cup-throwing boat."
At this moment, the old man muttered a question and threw the cup at the same time, "Lord City God, would you like to leave the palace now?"
Wang Jin looked at the cup that was thrown out by the old man, then turned to look at the statue of the City God, "Uncle Deyong, I will help you make the decision this time."
He sat on the beam, raised his sleeves and waved slightly.
The cup fell to the ground,
It slapped on the ground crisply, making a crisp wooden sound.
One is flat and one is convex.
"Holy Grail!"
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