$490, Poem for the Temple of Our Lady (Monthly Ticket Requested)
Huashan.
Located in Guanzhong, not far from Chang'an.
Bai Gui changed into a scholar's outfit, rode a fast horse, and galloped all the way.
The reason why he dressed up as a scholar again was that he found that all the goddesses liked scholars. He met the Three Holy Mothers in the scholar's outfit, maybe there would be a buff bonus.
At dusk, he arrived at the foot of Huashan.
Huashan is the western peak of the Five Sacred Mountains, and there are many tourists. Therefore, there are many inns and post houses opened by mountain people in the foot of the mountain, which is also a small prosperous place.
"Shopkeeper, a few specialties, a bowl of yokan."
Bai Gui found an inn at random and sat down inside.
He glanced at the wall painted with clam ash, on which was a menu. There were more than a dozen dishes that were pleasing to the eye, so he just ignored it and shouted casually.
"Okay!"
"Sir, please wait."
The waiter responded.
From time to time, several dishes were served, all of which were wild game.
Before the Song Dynasty, eating sheep was a habit for scholars and officials. Therefore, basically, the yokan soup in any inn was not too bad. The best dishes must be related to mutton.
He was eating the dishes, and halfway through, he saw that most of the tourists who had dinner in the inn had gone to their rooms to rest, and the waiter was free, so he asked: "Brother, is the Holy Mother Hall of Xiyue Temple here spiritual?"
The Third Holy Mother Yang Chan is the third child in the family. The reason why the Holy Mother was called the Third Holy Mother was because the Third Holy Mother got the position of the Holy Mother of Huashan under the Xiyue Emperor, so she was called the Third Holy Mother.
This world is not an ordinary world. When the Purple Treasure Spirit Mirror fell into the hands of the censor Wang Du, it killed many monsters in Guanzhong.
Xiyue Huashan is also one of the blessed places, where spiritual energy breeds, and there must be many monsters that become spirits.
Without the protection of the gods, ordinary people really can't survive.
"Holy Mother Hall?"
The waiter was surprised for a moment, and looked at Bai Gui, and said strangely: "My dear, the Holy Mother Hall... The Holy Mother Hall is usually for female believers to burn incense and pray. I really don't know whether it works or not."
Just hearing the word "Holy Mother", it is known that this Holy Mother Hall is related to Yansi.
He is a waiter, a man, how can he know whether the female believers' prayers in the Holy Mother Hall are effective... unless he tries it himself.
"Female believers..."
Bai Gui was stunned.
He fell into the obstacle of knowledge and understanding.
It's not that he didn't know the meaning of the Holy Mother Hall, but his understanding of Yang Chan was still in the aspect of Yang Jian's sister. Subconsciously, he didn't think about Yang Chan's priesthood...
He avoided the topic and asked the waiter to book a room in the upper room.
After resting in the room.
The next day, at dawn, he packed his bags and went to Huashan Mountain to Xiyue Temple.
Huashan Mountain is steep, with dangerous peaks and strange peaks.
Bai Gui went up the ancient plank road.
In the early morning, the stone steps were a little slippery, so the pedestrians were neither sparse nor dense.
It rained a little in the first half of the night.
With his original martial arts foundation, it was not difficult for him to climb Mount Huashan. Now, let alone that he has achieved the status of a celestial being. So he stepped forward step by step, his gait was ethereal, and his steps were measured, not an inch more or less.
After a while.
He came to a steep and wide area on the mountain peak.
After passing through several archways inlaid with auspicious clouds and cranes, he arrived at the West Mountain Temple. This temple is simple and quaint, covering a large area, with four or five floors of halls, all made of blue bricks and ancient tiles.
There are flowers everywhere, green grass, and pine and cypress trees standing tall. The scenery is magnificent and extremely pleasant.
The main hall is the West Mountain Emperor.
Bai Gui used silver and money to buy incense from the temple keeper, and bowed in the hall.
"You scholar."
"I have never heard of worshipping gods without kneeling."
A pilgrim who entered the hall saw this scene and scolded.
It's not that he's meddling in other people's business.
When in Rome, do as the Romans do.
If you don't respect the gods, you shouldn't enter the temple. Since you've entered the Xiyue Temple, this temple dedicated to Xiyue Emperor, don't treat him so badly.
The worship he said was different from Bai Gui's standing worship.
It was kneeling worship.
But the next moment, he was dumbfounded. The incense stick that Bai Gui inserted into the incense burner was as bright as golden flowers, and the incense ash fell to the ground and turned into gold and silver.
At the same time, the clay statue of Xiyue Earth God actually nodded slightly to this person.
But when he looked again.
Everything seemed to have never happened, and the white-clothed scholar was nowhere to be seen.
"A bunch of incense from a noble man is better than worshiping at the shrines of thousands of families."
"Could it be that the scholar just now..."
The pilgrim was shocked.
What kind of identity must the person be who can make Xiyue Emperor return the gift?
He looked back again and found that the gold and silver incense ashes in the incense burner were still there. His heart was pounding. Seeing that no one was there at this time, he kowtowed to the Great Emperor of Xiyue several more times, then went to the incense burner, wrapped the gold and silver ashes with his sleeves, and secretly took them away.
Let's not talk about the pilgrim.
When Bai Gui came to Xiyue Temple, as an official of the Heavenly Court, he should greet the Great Emperor of Xiyue. Otherwise, it would be rude to enter Xiyue Temple without visiting.
As for the words of the pilgrim just now, he just regarded it as a trivial matter and ignored it.
After a while.
Bai Gui came to the side hall of Xiyue Temple, the Holy Mother Hall.
"Fortunately, I came a little early."
"Otherwise, it would be a bit embarrassing for me to enter when the female pilgrims were burning incense."
He was relieved to see that there was no one in the Holy Mother Hall.
Huashan is steep and slippery in the early morning because of dew. Female believers are weak and cold, so they usually go hiking after the Chenshi.
"Wait..."
"Liu Yanchang wrote a poem in the Holy Mother Temple. Why does it feel a little strange?"
A strange look flashed across Bai Gui's face.
Because he had something to do, he went to Huashan Mountain to meet with San Sheng Sheng and establish a friendship.
But Liu Yanchang is a single man...
A bachelor came to the Holy Mother Temple where Yan Si midwifed.
What you think, how you feel is weird and extraordinary.
"Don't judge the heart of a gentleman with a villain's heart. Maybe Liu Yanchang has other important matters."
Bai Gui temporarily suppressed his thoughts, walked to the Holy Mother Temple, opened the temple door, and looked inside.
I saw two statues of gods standing in this hall.
One statue of the Virgin and one statue of the Maid.
The statue of the Three Holy Mothers is beautiful, draped in red gauze, and sitting gracefully.
The maid, holding Ganoderma lucidum, stood by her side.
Bai Gui couldn't help but sigh when he thought of Liu Yanchang's poems that attracted the attention of the Three Saints. He took out the Four Treasures of the Study from the bookcase on his back, polished ink and washed his pen, walked to the statue of the Three Saints, and pulled the red gauze with his hand. , I wanted to write a poem.
…
Inside the Xiyue Cave.
Inside the Shrine of Our Lady.
A master and a maid are staring at Bai Gui in the temple outside.
"This Inspector Bai is so shameless that he even tore off your red gauze, Miss. What a scoundrel! Emperor Xiyue actually let these people in."
"I'll tell the second master later that this guy is frivolous towards you, my queen."
The maid of Ganoderma said angrily.
"Ganoderma lucidum!"
"Inspector Bai has always had a good reputation among the people, and he has also been appointed as the inspector of the three realms in heaven. This position was once held by the second brother. It can be seen that Inspector Bai is not a rude person. Let's first look at what he is writing. What."
The Third Holy Mother, Yang Chanxiu, was as shy as steaming clouds. She twisted her skirt with her green and jade fingers, pulled the maid of Ganoderma lucidum, and said in a low voice.
She has always been in favor of her eldest brother.
Now Bai Gui has assumed the priesthood that Yang Jian once held. Furthermore, Bai Gui is now her eldest brother's subordinate. Due to emotion and reason, Yang Chan concluded that Bai Gui was not a scumbag.
It's just... that red gauze is also considered her clothing.
Although it was just a statue of a god, Bai Gui still made her daughter feel shy after she pulled it down.
In addition, there is one more thing.
Bai Gui was dressed like a scholar at the moment, with a jade-faced scholar, which really caught her eye.
…
Xiyue Temple, Notre Dame Hall.
Bai Gui pondered for a moment and wrote a poem:
"I parked my car to worship the saint, and there was a dark breeze under the cool leaves. The stone bed was wet with the dragon's breath, and the mountain temple was empty with the sound of birds."
"Long eyebrows are covered with cinnamon green, and red face is covered with lotus red. Don't learn from the balcony, in the morning clouds and dusk rain."
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