Chapter 767 Manifestation (1)

When something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

When a country is about to perish, there must be demons.

The mansions of the various dignitaries were harassed by ghosts last night, therefore, everyone was talking about it in low voices this morning.

"Wei Guogong didn't come, it seems that the rumors are true, he was very frightened, I'm afraid he is still lying on the bed, unable to wake up."

"Hey, the Duke is getting old, let alone him, those of us who are still in the prime of life, were almost scared to death on the spot, and I still dare not recall it."

"Thanks to the messengers of the Yin Division." Someone stroked his heart and said with a pale face: "Otherwise, whether the big guy can come to court alive or not is another matter."

"Those wastes enshrined in the mansion!"

"On weekdays, I ask for gold, silver and jewelry in different ways, and search for magic tools. When it's time to use them, all of them are not as good as the dogs that guard the house!"

A young civil servant with white pheasants embroidered on his official robe couldn't help but snort.

It stands to reason that he, a fifth-rank official, is not qualified to participate in the exchange, because the people standing around are either hereditary nobles who have retired with the country, or third-rank officials, and fourth-rank officials can only listen silently. Go along with it and say a few words.

However, this young official recognized a good godfather, the oldest guarding eunuch in Ying Tianfu!

Because of this, no one scolded him for being presumptuous. Instead, he seriously pondered whether it meant guarding the eunuch.

"The world is difficult, and there are many evildoers."

"Now that the Yin Division has returned to the Yang Dynasty, we should all go to offer incense because of emotion and reason."

At this time, a military officer with tigers and leopards embroidered on his patch suddenly spoke up, reminding everyone not to forget to repay Yin Si for his life last night.

Hearing this, Henan Hou Luxu had a smile on his face, and said in his heart:

Everything is developing in the expected direction.

"It is indeed necessary to sacrifice, everyone, don't forget, this is what our court officials should do."

"That's right, that's right, Wang Shilang, you are an official from the Ministry of Rites, so hurry up and make an idea."

Everyone present looked at a thin middle-aged man, waiting for his answer.

The loss is in the past, things like sacrifices have to be reported to the capital in advance, and the Jinling small court can make preparations when there is a decision there.

And now...

Act urgently!

Thinking of the haunting in his own mansion, Wang Shilang stiffened in an instant, and immediately said that the Ministry of Rites would draw up the regulations.

In fact, in normal years in the past, ceremonies to worship the city gods would be held regularly in various places. Although various systems have been abolished with the disappearance of gods and Buddhas these years, it is not too troublesome to restore them.

After about an hour or so, all civil and military officials from Jinling City who could move were present.

Since Wei Guogong hadn't woken up yet, the three guarding eunuchs were sick on the couch, and several Hou Ye were responsible for leading the charge.

Among them, Henan Hou Luxu was invited to lead the way, because everyone knows that he has a good son who is suspected of being reincarnated from a fairy. Last night, all the mansions of all officials were attacked by ghosts, except for Lu's mansion. Even the evil spirits dared not enter. .

For the kindness of many colleagues, Lu Xu did not refuse, and at the same time, he was filled with emotion.

Severe cases need strong medicine.

Before the fire burned themselves, these guys didn't move at all.

Once one's own safety is affected, one will compete one by one, so it doesn't matter what the capital's will is, let's pass the current test first.

In addition, Lu Xu is also looking forward to where his son will go.

If the world is called the emperor, then he is the Supreme Emperor, and the ancestors and ancestors don't need to bear the title of marquis, they will all be posthumously named emperor, enjoying the gods and matching them.

If he can occupy a throne in the underworld, then the Lu family will prosper for generations to come.

At the same time, looking at Henan Hou Luxu who was striding forward in a python robe, all the officials behind him were full of envy.

Born in troubled times, everyone lost the protection from the luck of the dynasty, but this colleague was alone and his hair turned black.

At this moment, many officials whose families have daughters who are still in their boudoirs, regardless of Lu Li's reputation as a prodigal son, are constantly thinking about forming a family with their sons and daughters——

If there is no such son, let him be the son-in-law!

It's a pity that ever since he knew his son's ambition to rise to the clouds, Lu Xu simply didn't care about anything, including marriage, which was all up to him.

Paying homage to King Mingling is a very solemn matter at any time.

In terms of official rank, among all the civil and military officials present, even Wei Guogong, who is bedridden and has not yet arrived, is far inferior, not to mention that he still has a halo of gods shrouded in him.

You know, according to the rules, the first thing a local parent official takes office is to go to the Town God's Temple to offer incense. From this, it is not difficult to see that officials in the yang world are naturally lower than officials in the underworld.

Besides, it's a troubled time right now!

In the eyes of ghosts and ghosts, officials who are not protected by the luck of the court are no different from ordinary people, and they can eat as they please.

Ever since, the Ministry of Rituals made this matter extraordinarily grand, beating gongs and drums all the way, and setting up guards of honor, stretching for several miles, as if they wanted to make up all the ceremonies owed in previous years at once.

This scene naturally aroused discussion among the people along the street, scrambling to find out what happened.

After figuring out that it was the Mingling King who appeared, he sent seductive envoys to suppress the evil spirits at night, and rescued the rich and powerful in Jinling. The people also went home and put on their costumes. According to their early memories, they brought appropriate tributes and followed the team towards the Temple of the City God. .

"The world is really realistic. Knowing that the gods and Buddhas of the heavens have disappeared, they will no longer worship them."

"Let the temple collapse and weeds grow, and don't take a look at it."

Inside the hall.

General Ma Mian looked at the scene of gongs and drums in the Xuanguang Mirror, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Now that the order of the underworld has been restored and it reappeared in the world, this group of people rejoiced, ran around to tell each other, dressed in splendid attire, and showed the most pious Come to pay respects."

Regarding this point, King Mingling's avatar does not make any comments. Human nature is such that it is useless to say more.

What's more, the deity also has an impure purpose:

The luck of humanity, the luck of the remnants of the imperial court.

These are all things he longs for. With the blessing of faith, the follow-up plan will be smoother.

"Ghost City God, are they ready?"

Lu Li wore Tsing Yi, looked at the team that was getting closer and closer to the Temple of the City God, and asked, "Next, I will leave it to you how to establish your prestige."

"Don't worry, nothing will go wrong."

King Mingling's avatar responded in a deep voice.

On the side, General Ma Mian, who was sitting on the ground, also stood up, his height of two feet was extremely oppressive.

There was one play last night, and another during the day.

Moreover, from the actors to the audience, nothing has changed.

No, there is more Lu Li.

After finishing his practice, in order to avoid the embarrassment of staying at home and worry, he came to Chenghuang Temple in person.

"All is ready except for the opportunity."

"After the last scene is sung, Pudu Cihang, the thousand-year-old monster, can't sit still."

After saying that, Lu Li walked deeper into the hall.