Chapter 150 The Nameless Immortal Lord that Makes Your Heart Beat...

The sound waves coming from the depths of Linyao Village were connected to the small green flute in Song Shuhang's hand.

"Zizzi..." A murmur came from the green flute, and then a soft voice came out: "Hello!"

Is this the voice of Lord Bai? It sounds very clear. The call function of Qianli Sound Transmission Instrument is no worse than that of a mobile phone.

"Hello, Senior Lord Bai Zhenjun, I am Song Shuhang. Entrusted by True Lord Huangshan, I am here to take senior out of seclusion. Senior, where are you now?" Song Shuhang said to the green flute.

I’m so looking forward to seeing the place where a ‘Senior True Lord’ has been in retreat for more than a hundred years!

At that time, you can see what the retreat place of the seniors will look like, and how shocking the "hundred-layer defense formation" that can block even nuclear weapons will be!

He imagined a scene similar to "Wonderland" in his mind, with layers of defensive formations and light effects like movie magic circles above his head.

It must be very exciting!

"Zizi...Hello, this is the 'Abai' retreat. There are still a few days until the end of the retreat. Please wait patiently!" The soft voice continued to come from the green flute, and then, while reporting the time and numbers, Sometimes the tone will appear a little stiff.

Song Shuhang immediately remembered China Mobile's system voice prompts every time he checked the phone bill.

"..." Song Shuhang paused and then looked at Jingba Doudou: "Not Lord Bai?"

The voice coming from the green flute is also something similar to a voice prompt?

"Of course it's not Lord Bai. He's still in retreat. Have you ever seen a monk in retreat come out to chat? That's not a retreat, but an ordinary retreat." Jingba Doudou said disdainfully.

He was actually despised by this Jingba again.

Song Shuhang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and explained: "I have never been in retreat, and I have never heard the seniors in the group mention what it would be like to be in retreat. Moreover, hasn't True Lord Huangshan always said that 'True Lord Bai' has contacted him? I thought Lord Bai, who was in seclusion, could occasionally move around and contact True Lord Huangshan."

Now it seems that Lord Bai also set up the 'voice prompt' early, and when the retreat time is about to end, he will automatically contact True Lord Huangshan through the green flute.

It turns out that the functions of modern mobile phones such as voice prompts and alarm clock reminders were broken by the senior monks hundreds of years ago.

"There are still about an hour. We can't just wait here. Why don't we find a place to sit down first?" Song Shuhang sighed and said.

"Okay, okay! Find an Internet cafe! Such a long time is enough for my wife and I to complete several copies." Doudou suddenly became excited.

"Don't make trouble. If you play games in the Internet cafe, you will be too conspicuous." Song Shuhang denied.

Doudou said contemptuously: "Stupid, don't you want to open a small private room for one person?"

I was despised by this Pekingese again!

"Okay, what you said makes sense. I'll open a small box for you!" Song Shuhang touched his pocket and took out his wallet and ID card.

Hearing this, Jingba Doudou immediately flattered him and said, "Little friend Shuhang, you are great, you are such a good person!"

——It doesn’t matter if you are dealt a good person card by someone, but what does it mean if you are dealt a good person card by a dog?

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Linyao Village is a prosperous village because it is relatively close to the city center and has a large flow of people.

Song Shuhang successfully found a good Internet cafe.

With the widespread popularity of private computers, the life of Internet cafes has declined a lot. However, Linyao Village has a large floating population, and there are still many people who come to the Internet cafe to surf the Internet.

"Excuse me, is there a small private room for one person?" Song Shuhang asked.

The cashier girl at the Internet cafe checked her computer and replied: "Hello, there is still space in the small box!"

"Then give me one. How much does it cost?" Song Shuhang asked.

"Twenty dollars an hour."

Song Shuhang handed over his ID card and two hundred yuan and said, "Let's reserve ten hours first."

After the registration was completed, Song Shuhang took Jingba Doudou and walked to the box under the leadership of the network administrator.

At this time, Song Shuhang heard the money-collecting girl behind him chatting with a colleague: "Xiao Li, have you heard? The statue of the Nameless Immortal Lord in the Nameless Temple has become more and more lifelike recently. Listen to me He said, when I see the statue of the Nameless Immortal Lord now, I feel like it is coming to life."

"Have you heard about it? I have more exciting news here. I heard from my mother that there is a girl next door to me. Ever since she went to Wuming Temple a few days ago, she has not thought about food or tea. It is said that she has a disease. I'm lovesick, and I've fallen in love with the Wuming Immortal Lord in Wuming Temple. Tsk, that's a statue! She actually fell in love with a statue, that girl is very sick."

At this time, another network manager interjected: "Hey, the little girl's lovesickness can still be cured. I have more terrible news here. Do you all know the network manager Xiaosong who resigned a few days ago? It is said that he also I went to Wuming Temple to worship the Wuming Immortal Lord. After I came back, I was in a daze for several days, doing everything wrong. I quit my job a few days ago. Later I heard that he seemed to I plan to go to Wuming Temple to become a Taoist priest. Tsk tsk, this is a disease, and there is no cure! The statue of Wuming Immortal Lord is male!"

Song Shuhang's ears twitched and he silently came to the box.

"Sir, this is your membership card. Anyone who spends more than 200 yuan in our Internet cafe will receive a free membership card. Please keep it." The network administrator also gave Song Shuhang a membership card before leaving.

"Thank you." Song Shuhang smiled slightly and put away the membership card.

"I wish you a happy time." The network administrator smiled and left.

Jingba Doudou happily jumped to the computer and shouted: "Little friend Shuhang, turn on the computer quickly, I can't wait to download the copy with my wife!"

I don’t know if my wife was bullied while she was offline. She even had her body guarded this morning.

"Wait a minute, let me check something." Song Shuhang moved his needle to Jingba Doudou and opened the web page to search for several keywords such as 'Linyao Village, Wuming Temple, Wuming Immortal Lord'.

Soon, a string of specific messages was displayed on the computer.

Legend has it that hundreds of years ago, there was a severe drought. When people dug a well, they dug out the "Statue of the Nameless Immortal Lord" and then enshrined it. These news are stories familiar to everyone in Linyao Village.

The specific address of the Wuming Temple is also attached at the back.

"Are you interested in this thing?" Jingba Doudou asked doubtfully.

"Well, I am now interested in all 'mysterious' things!" Song Shuhang affirmed, as long as it is something that does not conform to 'common sense', he is interested!

"You continue to play here, I'll go find the nameless watcher. Remember to lock the door after I go out." Song Shuhang said with a smile.

"No problem, you can stay where you want to cool off. Just don't bother me. It's best to wait until you pick up Bai Zhenjun before you come to me!" Jingba Doudou waved his paw, excitedly pulled out the game, and put it on the keyboard Started playing with it.

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Following the address found online, Song Shuhang successfully found the Wuming Temple in Linyao Village: "This is it!"

At first glance, there are many people coming to worship the Wuming Immortal Lord, and they have to queue up to enter.

Inside the temple, incense is lingering, and everyone makes wishes under the statue of the Immortal King...

However, there are still many young men and women with blurred eyes.

After they or they came in to offer incense, they all stared at the statue of the Nameless Immortal King longingly, and then reluctantly left after a while. These are members of the ‘Sickness Is Not Light’ and ‘Sickness Myrrh’ series.

Finally it was Song Shuhang's turn, and he bought two incense candles from the little Taoist priest at the door. It was a reasonable price, and I only charged Song Shuhang twenty yuan.

After the three aunts entered Wuming Temple together, the three aunts skillfully placed incense and began to worship.

They all lowered their voices and chanted softly, but Song Shuhang heard them all - it was only because of his good hearing.

"Immortal Lord, my daughter will take the college entrance examination next year. Please give her wisdom and wisdom so that her academic performance will become better! She can be admitted to Kyoto University!"

"Immortal Lord, my son is almost thirty-eight and has not found a wife yet. Please arrange one for him. I don't have any requirements anymore - as long as he is a woman and can give birth to children."

Then came the last aunt. She looked calm and murmured in a low voice: "Immortal Lord... I love you so much!"

"Chi..." Song Shuhang almost squirted, but he held it back forcibly!

It turns out that not only the 'young men and women' are seriously ill, but also the aunt. Maybe there is still a sick man who has no cure?

Song Shuhang had never worshiped before. He had always believed in science and rejected superstition, but he did not expect to have the opportunity to enter a Taoist temple.

He imitated the three aunts and put in the incense candles. After much deliberation, he had nothing to ask for.

After all, his main goal is to see the statue of the Nameless Immortal Lord.

When he was not paying attention, Song Shuhang quietly raised his head and looked at the statue of the Nameless Immortal Lord.

Just looking at it like this, in an instant... he felt his heartbeat speeding up a little.

It was obviously just a dead statue, but when he saw this statue, a figure appeared in front of Song Shuhang's eyes involuntarily.

It was a figure as gentle as jade, with an extraordinary appearance.

Her long black hair falls like a waterfall, her eyes are as bright as stars, and her white clothes are fluttering. She looks like she will be transformed into an immortal by the wind at any time. Even the young master Hai whom the Moon Sword Sect had seen was not as graceful as the figure in front of him.

Ingenuity!

Song Shuhang could only use such adjectives to describe this statue.

Moreover, the more I stared at this statue, the more I felt as if my whole body was being drawn towards it and was unable to move away.

Huh? No, why am I fascinated by this statue?

Song Shuhang was shocked. He immediately closed his eyes and secretly circulated the "True Self Meditation Sutra".

The pounding heart finally calmed down a little.

At this time, the three aunts had already stood up and turned around to leave Wumingguan.

Song Shuhang quickly followed and left...

What kind of spiritual spell was cast on you just now? Is it like the 'charm' described in various movies and novels?

He immediately used his mental energy to check his status up and down, and found no trace of the influence of the spell.

Could it be that the 'statue' is really so ingenious that it has reached an extreme level of beauty!

Let everyone who sees it cannot help but be amazed and immersed in its perfection?

Is there really such a perfect thing in this world?

Song Shuhang thought for a moment - well, impossible!

Therefore, it is better to go back to the demon dog Doudou and let him check his status up and down.