956 Qingcheng Mountain Cave Heaven Zhao Gong Dang Is a Fairy Gathering Treasures
"Class 1, Grade 1, Class 1, the sports committee will lead the team to the east gate of the cafeteria to form a line."
"Class 1, Grade 2, line up in the corridor and go downstairs."
"Each class will count the number of people and register."
The broadcasting sounded in the rustling rain, and the misty rain fell on the colorful umbrellas. After Wei Xun gave the purified magic honey and Nordic wheat grains, You Ziming immediately arranged it. Soon, white smoke rose from the direction of the cafeteria of No. 27 Middle School, with a strange, refreshing sweet fragrance, which made people absent-minded and the glutton in their stomachs could hardly hold back.
"It's twelve o'clock, and it's time to eat."
In Class 5, Grade 1, Yin Jingyi, who was sitting by the window, couldn't help but take a deep breath, while grabbing the big bag on her arm that was bitten by a mosquito at some point, and whispered to her deskmate.
"You're still thinking about eating. We've been studying for the whole morning, but the teacher didn't tell us what happened."
Her deskmate scribbled a few words on the draft paper, fiddled with the phone he brought in secretly, and then said dejectedly: "Why is there still no signal? What's going on?"
"Who knows? I heard that someone here has a serious flu and the school has to be closed."
Yin Jingyi shrugged her shoulders, and was a little excited: "Do you think we have to sleep in the classroom? Sleep on the desks and chairs? I haven't lived in the school yet!"
"Who wants to live in the school? It's the end of October and there are still mosquitoes in the school. It's outrageous."
The deskmate pinched the tip of his nose. The damn mosquito bit so hard that a big red bump appeared on his nose, which was so itchy.
But it must be said that after being bitten by mosquitoes, the throats of the two people who originally had some cold symptoms and coughed were no longer itchy, and there was no wheezing in their chests when they took deep breaths. But they didn't notice these. Like most people in the school, they didn't even know that someone had jumped off the building. I just thought that life was going on as usual, and I was concerned about whether I would be dismissed early today, or whether I would have no homework.
"My mother said she would stew pork ribs for me at noon, but there is nothing delicious in the cafeteria... Hey, what dishes did the cafeteria cook today? They smelled really good."
"I don't know, I go home to eat every day. The smell from the cafeteria today was really good, I'm starving, why are they calling every class to eat?"
"It should be to prevent the spread of influenza, but our class will be here soon!"
Many times, ignorant people are the happiest, and people in No. 27 Middle School are all ignorant in their own ways.
Students only need to consider three meals a day, and they are happy if they don't have classes and study all day, and they are happy that the meal is delicious and free today; students who knew that someone had jumped off the building and students in Class 8 of Senior 2 where Chang Qiaoqiao and Zhao Liang were, couldn't help cheering after the teacher announced that two classmates were only slightly injured and had been safely sent to the hospital. They felt that a thrilling event had a good ending, and their hearts were relieved.
The faculty and staff who knew that the school was caught in a terrible epidemic in No. 1 Middle School were relieved and excited when they heard from the police that the government had issued a special medicine and they would not worry about infection after taking it. Some of them were so emotional that their eyes were red. The armed police were very happy when they knew that the government had a special strong man to support them and solved the supernatural revival incident in No. 27 Middle School in an instant. They couldn't help but smile. Feeling the owner's emotions, the police dog scratched the back that was bitten by mosquitoes, and a happy sound came out of his throat.
Several special police officers in You Ziming's team knew a lot of inside information. When they went to the cafeteria to serve food, they winked at their comrades. Captain You had a wide network of contacts and had a strong inspector friend. This secret really made people feel confident and energetic. The autumn rain was cold and drizzling, but the stagnant and dead atmosphere that originally enveloped No. 27 Middle School had disappeared. The students' shouting could be heard faintly from the teaching building, and umbrellas were connected in a string in front of the cafeteria, adding a lively atmosphere to the whole school.
But Wei Xun, Dream Chaser and You Ziming, who really discovered the source of the outbreak of the money plague, were more solemn than each other.
Zhaogong Mountain, the ancestral mountain of the God of Wealth, was originally named Damian Mountain and ranked the 50th among the 72 blessed places of Taoism.
Zhao Gongming, the essence of the sun, governs all the gold, silver and treasures in the world.
In Qingcheng Mountain, Zhaogong Mountain is very famous. The bigger the career of many people, the more superstitious they are. They burn incense and worship Buddha more diligently than everyone else during festivals. Zhaogong Mountain, the famous ancestral mountain of the God of Wealth, is a sacred mountain that they will not miss when worshiping mountains and gods.
Chang Qiaoqiao's father, Chang Huiming, is a native of Chengdu. Even though his business has grown and expanded to the whole country and the world, he will return to Chengdu every year to worship his ancestors and visit the mountain.
The mountain he worships is the God of Wealth.
His money plague is probably caused by worshiping the mountain.
"It is not unreasonable to say that the money plague comes from Zhaogong Mountain."
Amid the sound of ding-dong, the dream chaser pondered: "Zhao Gongming is not only the God of Wealth, but also the plague ghost... No wonder, the money plague comes from the lungs, yes, it's him."
Gods have their own evolution process. Zhao Gongming, who controls thunder and lightning, controls wealth, and eliminates plagues and disasters today, was originally a 'plague ghost'.
"The Western White Plague Ghost Zhao Gongming, the spirit of gold, leads all ghosts to inject qi*"
You Ziming took over the Dreamer's words, and felt Wei Xun's surprised look. He subconsciously explained: "In class, we have to memorize at least the various mythological stories and homestay legends in Chengdu and the surrounding areas. The Taoist priest will check them from time to time."
The lungs belong to gold. Zhao Gongming, the spirit of gold, leads all ghosts to inject qi, which means the lungs are infected with plague. The money plague originated from the lungs.
However, what Chang Qiaoqiao and Zhao Liang got was not a serious plague. It seemed that there was pollution behind it. And this pollution is closely related to Zhao Gongming, which is really not good news.
"In other words, Zhao Gongming... this god is the source of the supernatural resurgence in Chengdu?"
You Ziming frowned, unable to understand: "Or is it that Chang Huiming worshiped some foreign evil god and raised a kid to ask for a Buddhist amulet, which indirectly angered Zhao Gongming and brought this plague?"
Dream Chaser raised an eyebrow and glanced at him: "You have a very rich imagination."
"If you read the novel, it's written like this."
You Ziming sighed: "But judging from your expressions, this matter will definitely not be that simple."
If Zhao Gongming was just angry and punished, or if this plague was a repeat of some ancient event, it wouldn't be too difficult to solve it. The problem lies in pollution... A terrible suspicion arose in Wei Xun's mind.
Mountain god pollution.
"What do you mean, has the hotel mission changed?"
"There are some."
Dream Chaser is still carefully recycling the gray sand of the Sahara, and Wu Zhen is wearing more clothes distributed by the country than Dream Chaser. There seems to be some kind of talisman engraved on the armed police helmet, and the goggles also have some energy fluctuations. Some special materials should have been added during production, so that the armed police can see some traces of contaminated energy. Master Chai, who was busy, turned his wrist to let Wei Xun see the change of hotel mission on his watch. Chang Qiaoqiao was identified as the source of the twenty-seven money plague, and tracing the source back to her father, Chang Huiming. He happened to attend some press conferences a few days ago, which caused the money epidemic to spread widely throughout Chengdu.
The hotel asked Dream Chasers to find and deal with people who had close contact with Chang Huiming after the epidemic. As usual, the money tree in their lungs has the highest degree of mutation. When the money sores fully mature, they will release plague ghosts to wreak havoc in the world. Therefore, the pollution on their bodies must be removed before the money trees in their lungs grow.
"It's gone?"
"Gone."
Wei Xun looked over and over but couldn't find any new instructions. The hotel actually didn't let them deal with Zhao Gongming, but just asked them to continue cleaning up the pollution in Rongcheng.
This is a bit strange, but it further confirms Wei Xun's suspicion. The Dream Chaser was not sent to reality by the hotel. The Dream Chaser was the strongest tour guide in the East District, and the mission he received should also be the most difficult. But the hotel did not send him the task of Zhao Gongshan's sudden change, which shows that the person who is currently dealing with this matter is stronger than the dream chaser.
Wei Xun remembered that An Xuefeng had said that there might be big moves in the hotel recently. ···The hotel attaches great importance to the contamination of the mountain gods caused by the golden cicada trying to escape its shell, and specially sends the person in charge to inspect and deal with the pollution of the mountain gods.
And Zhaogong Mountain is not a wild mountain. It is named after a god and is one of the seventy-two blessed places. It receives incense from people on weekdays and is the ancestral land of the God of Wealth. Once it is polluted, the severity will be far greater than that of Brother Mountain, Pheasant Slope and other dirt mountains. not to mention--
Zhaogong Mountain is located in the mountains of Qingcheng. If its mountain god is polluted, what will happen to Qingcheng Mountain now? If there is a problem in this area, the hotel will definitely send the person in charge to solve it. For attractions as powerful as the Ten Great Caves, only the person in charge is qualified to talk to the local mountain gods.
"You don't know about the mission on Qingcheng Mountain?"
"Not sure."
You Ziming shook his head, Qingcheng Mountain had a higher status than them, and mission information could not be exchanged. But he thought about it and said to Wei Xun: "On weekdays, we are taught by the Taoist priests from Qingcheng Mountain, Tianshi Cave, Shangqing Palace, Jianfu Palace and other Taoist temples who take turns to guide us. This time we took the action. Warning paper figures made by Taoist priests.”
"This is it."
You Ziming opened the buttons to show Wei Xun the paper figure inside the body armor, but Wei Xun had already squatted down next to Lei Zhen, who was still unconscious, and picked up his body armor. Just as You Ziming said, Wei Xun found a paper man in the inner pocket of Wu Zhen's bulletproof vest. It was very crude, with no facial features or eyebrows painted on it. It didn't even look like it was cut by hand. It looked more like mass production. It was only cut into shapes. The birth date was written on the human-shaped yellow paper in red and black ink.
Wei Xun had dealt with Qianjiazhi at the funeral palace in the suburbs of Beijing, and had interacted with Taoist Ban Ming a lot. In addition, Mao Xiaole's paper people were as attentive as him on weekdays. Wei Xun had seen a lot and knew the paper people very well. Very spot on. The paper man in Wu Zhen's bullet-proof suit is not as supernatural as Mao Xiaole's paper man, nor can he die as a substitute. Its function is just as the simplest 'incarnation' of the armed police, which can bear some pollution and allow the armed police to carry out their tasks. maintain sanity longer.
But when Chang Qiaoqiao sprayed Wu Zhen with blood, the paper man had no warning. Was it because the amount of pollution in that instant was so great that the paper man was ineffective, or... Wei Xun was stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly focused his attention. Something was wrong. Wei Xun frowned and stared at the paper man, but saw no change in it, as if the sense of crisis just now was an illusion. But Wei Xun would have no illusions. Suddenly his fingertips turned crystal clear red, as hot as the sun, and he pinched the paper man's face.
It is written in "Langya Gold and Stone Annotation" that there were ten consecutive days in the sky, and Hou Yi shot for nine. Among them, eight fell into the sea and became the Eight Immortals of the Sea, and one day fell into the rooftop and became the Sun Stone. Among them, the essence turned into a human being is Zhao Gongming.
Zhao Gongming is indeed a big shot, but to Wei Xun, who is not a sun stone! Feeling the breath of the sun's power, the paper man finally changed quietly. Under Wei Xun's gaze, two holes appeared silently on the blank head of the paper man, like two eyes, bending towards Wei Xun, as if smiling. Then the two holes opened and closed, like two mouths, and a very sharp and piercing sound rang in people's minds. The paper man was repeating a sentence, like pollution, it was saying——
[Zhao Gong should be a fairy gathering treasures, Qingcheng Zhangren turned into a green fairy! 】