Chapter 735: Copying the City God (1)

There are government city gods in the government, and county city gods in the counties. It can be said that the temples of the city gods are spread all over the world and are widely spread.

The Jinling Town God's Temple existed as early as the end of the Han Dynasty. In the past, Jiang Ziwen, the captain of Moling, chased the thief to the foot of Zhongshan, but was killed by the thief. Therefore, Jiang Ziwen's ghost often wandered around Zhongshan.

Later, when Sun Quan established Moling as his capital, Jiang Ziwen entrusted Sun Quan with a dream and narrated the process of his murder. Sun Quan then named him "Marquis of the Central Capital", governed the underworld of Jinling, and ordered someone to build a temple for him.

Later, Jiang Ziwen was recognized by Emperor Wu of Liang and posthumously named "Stone City Lord".

From generation to generation, the general at the end of the Han Dynasty also took the position of Jinling City God. Now, he has become the "Cheng Tian Jian Guo Si Min Sheng Fu Ming Ling Wang", and this is definitely a great fortune.

"There are no tigers in the mountains, but monkeys are kings."

"The gods and Buddhas all over the sky are hidden, but the evil spirits have an opportunity to take advantage of them."

The intelligence of the black-maned horse is not low at all, and after transforming into a demon, its intelligence is far beyond ordinary.

At this moment, it is looking up at a long street, the main temple, the palace, the palace, the official hall, roughly counted, there are hundreds of them, and they are really built according to the standard of the palace.

"Ghostly!"

Daoist Han Yu snorted coldly.

Since he grew up in Jinling since he was a child, he has a deep understanding of this place. In the past, the incense was prosperous, and during festivals, the stage in the Town God’s Temple would perform various programs, not only the Buddhist "Mulian Saves the Mother", but also Taoist allusions .

Thinking of the scene where the stalls were connected and thousands of people were like a sea, I couldn't help sighing: "In just a few years, it's like changing the world."

"Liuzhou City God Liu Zongyuan, Hangzhou City God Wen Tianxiang, Qingyang City God Hai Rui..."

As he said that, the junior brother shook his head, looked at the plaque in front of the temple, and speculated: "The sages of the past dynasties enshrined gods after death to protect one side. There must be some major changes that made them unable to stop the demons from committing crimes."

Subconsciously, several eyes turned to Lu Li and the black-maned horse, hoping to get an answer from the mouths of these two upper realm gods.

However, Lu Li didn't respond.

God knows why?

Perhaps the Supreme Being of Humanity committed some unforgivable thing, which caused the other realms to be affected, and the gods and Buddhas gave up the belief in the world;

Perhaps due to unknown influences, this world has become dilapidated, the personality has declined, and the true spirits of the gods and Buddhas in this world have gradually faded away...

Anyway, there is one thing that Lu Li can be sure of.

Under the observation of the magic eye, the yin and yang qi in the sky and the earth are extremely unbalanced. This situation is actually better during the daytime. Now that the sun has set, the phenomenon of insufficient yang qi and excessive yin qi is particularly serious.

And this phenomenon means that demons and ghosts are easier to cultivate, and they can easily become popular.

"go in."

"A trial of that City God."

After saying that, Lu Li jumped off his horse.

The first story in "Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio" is the examination of the City God, and the first major thing Lu Li did in this world was also to torture the City God.

Copy: phonetic, from the hand, from the test.

Kao means tribulation and torture, and the combination of hand and Kao means torturing the body of others with hands.

...

Inside the Chenghuang Temple.

A humanoid ghost with a blue face and fangs was looking up at the front, it was a mirror.

Because there are special dao patterns engraved inside, even if the user does not know how to use dao, he can still perform the technique of manifesting the primordial light.

The original City God used it to monitor Jinling City and use it to judge merits and demerits.

Nowadays, Dao eliminates demons, the world order continues to collapse, gods and Buddhas all disappear, and the magic weapon left by the previous city god is naturally cheaper than the ghosts that occupy the magpie's nest.

Of course, the effect of this mirror in the hands of demons is far less powerful than in the hands of Tiandi Zhengshen. Only the screen flashes, but no sound comes out.

"This little girl looks good, presumably the group of Confucian scholars brought her to honor the master..."

At this time, a voice sounded from the side, with a hint of childish ignorance in his tone.

It's just that the appearance of the speaker is really unflattering. It looks about five or six years old, looking up at Yuan Guangjing, and sitting on the top of the statue of the civil judge, holding a piece of flesh and blood in his hand, talking and talking. Fill your mouth.

It may be because of its greedy nature, or, for Weird, the flesh and blood are really delicious, eating blood all over his face, and all over his gray-blue robe.

When Ghost City God heard what the boy said, the eyes of Qingfeng girl in the mirror became more and more fiery, like a prodigal kid visiting the Jiaofang Division, and like a beggar seeing delicious food.

"Quick, hurry up and get the person in, don't tell him to ruin my good deed."

Hearing this, the little ghost jumped off the statue, and his body began to change in mid-air.

In an instant, the originally short and shriveled body with exposed ribs became plump, and his height also jumped to more than five feet, no different from that of an adult man.

"Master, just relax, I'll go right away."

The voice also became thicker.

If you look closely, the changed appearance of the little ghost is 70% similar to that of the judge it occupied before, but its aura is too sinister and evil.

the other side.

When Lu Li and the others walked to the gate of the Town God's Temple, they encountered a drunken old man who blocked their way.

"There are ghosts in the temple. Anyone who goes in, no one can come out alive, has long been a gift."

The old man flicked his sleeves, his tone was extremely aggressive, obviously he was looking down on Lu Li and the others, only when he looked at Miss Qingfeng, there was a trace of clarity and sympathy in his misty drunken eyes.

"people?"

Han Yu looked at the old man intently, and vaguely guessed the identity of this person in his heart.

Then, he turned his head to look at Lu Li, saw him nodding, and said, "We know that there are evil spirits entrenched here."

"You go away, if you don't have the few words of persuasion just now, you will end up..."

Before he finished speaking, the temple door creaked and opened from the inside.

There were four people standing inside.

Three of them were dressed as generals, all in armor, with the unique ring-head sword of the Han Dynasty, full of style.

However, they looked very inconspicuous compared with the other person.

"He came here to redeem someone? Come in quickly, the City God has summoned you." The man in the third-rank judge's uniform said with a smile, and at the same time, his eyes wandered between Daoist Hanyu and Miss Qingfeng.

Lu Li, Junior Junior Brother, and the black-maned horse were all ignored by him.

"good."

Lu Li nodded, and was about to step in when he was stopped by three ghosts dressed as generals.

"The City God only asks girls and children to go in. You should wait outside first. We'll send that scholar Shen out after a while."

The gloomy gaze fell on Han Yu again, and the little ghost dressed as a judge muttered in his heart:

The skin is tender and the meat is tender. It must be delicious when chewed. At that time, the girl will hand it over to Master Chenghuang, and I will enjoy this little guy exclusively...

Thinking of this, a trace of sticky, pitch-black saliva dripped from his mouth, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell that this guy was a fake who wore a monkey crown.