Chen Xiu walked through the noisy streets, crossed over the dirty pools, and finally stopped at the end of the bustling street.
There, there is an ancient and glorious Chenghuang Temple.
The incense is endless!
Pious figures kneeled down to worship the so-called City God, praying for peace and future.
However, Chen Xiu's soul felt a bit more cold.
His eyes fell on the guardian spirit lion in front of the door, and he frowned slightly.
The dark golden vertical eyes between the eyebrows are half open and half closed, blooming with glory.
At this moment, under his gaze, the City God's Temple was entangled by endless threads of cause and effect.
"It is indeed the so-called divine power of incense." Chen Xiu spoke softly, his eyes dark and dark, making it difficult to see the truth.
The divine power of incense is a Shinto religious system spread from ancient times to today.
Today, among the hundreds of thousands of mountains in southern Xinjiang, there is a belief system for the so-called "Gu God", while in the Golden Tent Palace in the north, there is a belief in the "Eternal Life Heaven".
Based on the common people, condense the incense, sum up the fate of the people in oneself, and create an invincible golden body.
This was the most feared thing by the Sui Dynasty.
After all, the emperor on earth is the one who controls the fate of dragons and tigers in the world. Even the supreme king of the world dare not touch him easily.
This is also the reason why he has not touched Yang Guang for a long time.
Not everyone dares to touch the blessing of a country's destiny.
As for the incense Shinto, it is about cultivating secret techniques, harvesting people's faith, gathering incense from all directions, concentrating the luck on the deity, and transforming into a god!
This is why rebels of all ages like to pretend to be gods, establish churches, and spread the four evils!
The purpose is to gather the luck of dragon and tiger! !
In the old Shenhan Empire, it was precisely because of Zhang Jiao, the [great sage teacher] of that generation, that he shouted: "Heaven is dead, Huang Tian must stand" and founded the Yellow Turban Church, which gathered thousands of believers and spread across the land of China like a prairie fire. .
Therefore, he has a huge body of dragon and tiger luck protection, and even the imperial generals cannot hurt him.
Here, suddenly, such a Chenghuang Temple is quite interesting.
This is a lively place in the town, with people coming and going, and the flow is endless.
The officials of the imperial court turned a blind eye to such a crazy worship!
Did they really not notice it, or have they been bribed?
Chen Xiu thought a lot.
For example, Buddhism and Taoism are in collusion with ghosts;
It seems that he is deliberately cultivating the ghosts of the dead, collecting wealth, and even having some collusion with the demon clan;
And, the almost crazy cannibalism that left Sichuan and Sichuan covered with corpses and disasters, but it was the King of Nanyang who still had an army of 200,000.
Connected together, an incredible but somewhat logical inference emerged in Chen Xiu's mind.
"Brother Mo, can you do Xiu a favor?" Chen Xiu suddenly said.
Mo Zongshu nodded slightly, clasped his hands into fists, and said solemnly: "My lord, please speak, and I will try my best."
"I remember that when I entered Sichuan, I read the information. The land of Yizhou is said to have an army of 200,000, guarding one area. Please go to Chengdu, Shu County for me, tell Ji Qingqing and ask him to mobilize it for me. An army of 100,000!! Then he said that this is the request of [Yizhou Mu]." Chen Xiu's words were quite calm, and he threw out a gold medal.
Yizhou Mu?
Mo Zongshu stared at the gold medals with dragon patterns, and there was a hint of confusion in his eyes.
In the old Shenhan period, there was still the theory of Yizhou Mu.
However, in the Sui Dynasty, after the emperor established the empire, he abolished all the counties in the world and unified the counties with prefectures, and appointed prefects and supervisors.
How is it that it is beneficial to state animal husbandry?
"This is the state animal seal that the old prince gave me." There was an ancient jade seal in Chen Xiu's palm.
The corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a playful smile: "Old prince, you specifically named me the shepherd of Yizhou, and the meaning is very clear. In ancient times, Yizhou governed so many counties that it was comparable to the feudal states of the past. He hopes that I can completely clear up Yizhou’s judgment and make meritorious service to the imperial court.”
"What about you, my lord?" Mo Zongshu asked worriedly.
Chen Xiu stared at the rather splendid City God's Temple and said quietly: "I have to go to this City God's Mansion. After all, there are some things that I need to confirm!"
If it is really as he inferred.
So, not only the City God's Temple, but also the officials, Taoists and even Buddhists involved, he didn't intend to let them go.
Chen Xiu stepped forward gently and followed the flow of people into the City God's Temple.
Purple thunder lingered around the Lord's body, gradually changing color to cold, sinister, and ghostly.
What caught his eye was a ferocious and ferocious City God.
"Master Yang, do you need to go back and fulfill your orders?" The temple minister in the Chenghuang Temple recognized Yang Miao who was Chen Xiu's manifestation at the first sight and spoke respectfully.
Chen Xiu was speechless and stared at the statue of the City God.
Between the dark golden vertical pupils between the eyebrows, what you see is the intertwined threads of cause and effect.
Either poverty or wealth;
Either they have compassion and morality in their hearts, or they are full of murderous and greedy thoughts.
The threads of cause and effect that contain emotionless emotions are intertwined and mixed into a ball like a huge ball of wool.
In the end, it turned into a bloody and fierce line, piercing the void and spreading to the vast depths.
"The meaning of bloody killing is quite similar to my speculation." Chen Xiu said softly to himself.
His eyes glanced at the temple blessing beside him, and he said calmly: "Why are you still standing there? I'm waiting to go back and die!"
"Yes Yes Yes--"
Miao Zhu nodded and bowed, looking rather flattering.
He gently opened the underground gate, and a strong stench spread out.
"My lord, please."
Chen Xiu's eyes changed slightly.
I didn't expect that in search of the City God, I would have to walk through a drainage ditch.
He got into it quite carefully.
The power of the soul bursts out.
The huge underground water channel suddenly bloomed in the memory like a picture scroll.
Open ditches and culverts, shortcuts and blockages are all clear to the eyes.
Follow the road to the drainage channel and reach the end.
What caught Chen Xiu's eyes was a huge city with streets and markets.
The extremely dense fog dispersed, and the Senluo River divided the land.
With his eyesight, he could clearly see the interaction between the towering walls, which was like a human-like street.
However, there were endless sounds of gongs and drums, and a dark green glow flashed.
The ghosts of the dead walk on the streets, almost like ordinary people.
This is a real ghost town.
"Get on the boat." A low and hoarse voice sounded.
There is a boatman driving towards Jiangzhou. His face is old, and his body is filled with the aura of death, but there is a dim sense of vitality.
Of the three yang fires all over his body, only the one above his head remained.
This is a living person!
The underworld creates a ghost town, and the living people use poles to ferry them across.
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