It was already eight o'clock in the evening when we arrived at the Chenghuang Temple, and we happened to catch the evening rush hour when we came out.
Facts have proved that everyone is equal before the evening rush hour. No matter you have a car with a million yuan or a broken car with a few thousand yuan, you have to get stuck here!
I bought cigarettes and alcohol in the nearby supermarket and weighed two side dishes.
When I arrived at the Chenghuang Temple, the side door was open, and I saw Mr. Wang sitting next to him, taking a nap.
"My lord, you go to bed so early!"
"Go to bed early. If you can make me happy, I won't even have to sleep in the future!"
"Yo, you know?"
"That old boy, Mr. Coffin, told me! You are so powerful. The matter of the Menggui Mansion is indeed left to you. This thing can only be solved by people with Yangshiguicha's identity. After all, only Yangshiguicha can fully adapt to that. environment, but not bound by rules!”
"You are quite honest, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"Who would have thought that there would be such a bold boy, who is just a ninth-grade ghost, and would dare to provoke the little ghost king!"
The prince pulled down his glasses: "My old man made a mistake. You are not a ninth-grade boy! He has a ninth-grade rank, but his strength is eighth-grade. When did he upgrade!"
"Let me tell you, you have the best eyesight, so you don't need to wear glasses at all!"
"My old man has figured it out. You really think I'm just learning it for free. Old man, I read the Book of Changes! Leave the things for me. You can go in! Dongyue and I have a drink. They have official business in the underworld. We Maoshan people It is inconvenient to participate!”
Dongyue could only nod and sit next to the prince.
I walked into the City God's Temple and saw the statue of the City God in the temple. I knelt down and said, "Hao Zai, the ninth-grade ghost messenger, has seen the City God!"
Kowtow and get up!
The surroundings have changed.
City God Godfather sat in the main seat and stared at me: "Hao Zai! Do you know your guilt?"
I shook my head: "Daddy, I don't know what I did wrong!"
This is my attitude towards admitting my mistakes. Although I don’t know what I did wrong, I called you godfather. You can’t really punish me!
As expected, the voice of the Godfather Chenghuang softened: "You shouldn't rush into the fierce ghost building today and go directly to the fierce ghost building to help the first-level ghosts fulfill their wishes and disrupt the obsessions of other ghosts!"
"If you don't rely on the rules of the Menggui Mansion to keep ghosts, and disrupt the rules of the Menggui Mansion, if it weren't for your innate abilities, you would have been swallowed up by the Yin Qi and become an inhuman killing tool!"
I shook my head: "Daddy, I'm just a mortal who just became a ghost servant. How could I know so many rules?"
"Besides, you didn't even go to the Menggui Mansion. I thought you looked down on them, so I dared to leapfrog!"
The City God shook his head: "It's not that I don't like it, it's that I can't. As an underworld ghost, many of my actions are subject to the rules of the Six Paths, and I can't go beyond them!"
"Although I don't know how the Ghost Building was formed, it does follow the rules for the formation of the eighteenth floor of the underworld. I cannot take the initiative to destroy the rules of the underworld!"
I have lingering thoughts, aren't these the three rules humans give robots, the first rule is not to harm humans.
Underworld officials were born from the underworld, so the core rule they abide by is that they cannot break the rules of the underworld!
But why did the rules of the underworld come into being?
The Ghost Building, and why it can rely on the rules from the underworld.
I looked up at Godfather Chenghuang, and he was frowning.
I wisely didn't ask about the doubts in my mind. I guessed that he didn't know clearly. Even if he knew clearly, he couldn't tell!
Because ghosts from the underworld cannot break the rules of the underworld!
"Godfather, I have already gone to the Menggui Mansion. I must eradicate him completely, because he has become my mission!"
"I don't care about his reasons for coming here this time. I just want to ask if you can go in again without alerting the Little Ghost King!"
Godfather Chenghuang closed his eyes, and I saw golden light flashing around him.
He opened his eyes, and I saw the figure of the Little Ghost King in his eyes: "Although I can't directly break the rules, I can still strengthen the rules of the Ghost Mansion. I will strengthen the rules of the eighteen levels of hell and change each level. All the ghosts are trapped on their own floors!”
"Next time you go, you only need to deal with the evil ghost on the current floor. Other ghosts will not affect you!"
"Thank you, godfather. I went to the paper shop today and found a few beautiful foreign women making paper sticks!"
I pointed outside: "My godson, I've bought it for you. I'll burn it soon!"
The godfather of the City God looked stern: "You brat, I am the City God of Dashang City, how could I like that kind of thing!"
"You are young, there are some things you need to know. Don't rush to the Menggui Mansion. You can believe it. For some reasons, his obsession is to hope that the Menggui Mansion disappears!"
"Also, it's best to burn things at the crossroads, and silently recite the name of the recipient!"
"However, the entrance of our City God's Temple is connected in all directions, so it's okay to burn it at the entrance of the City God's Temple!"
I bowed my head and kowtowed to my godfather. I have been worshiping him since I was a child. I kowtow to him. I feel no pressure!
After leaving the City God's Temple, he took Dongyue, who was already drunk by the prince, and the prince put his boy on the rocking chair alone. He was old and young, so he should have gone back to sleep!
I helped Dongyue get into the car, opened the trunk, and took out two paper-pierced people with yellow hair and blue eyes.
There is a place to burn paper at the entrance of the City God's Temple. Some old people believe that the City God can communicate with Yin and Yang and bring things from the Yang world down, so they often choose to burn paper at the entrance of the City God's Temple in the hope that their relatives will receive it.
Over time, there was a dark place at the entrance of the City God's Temple, dedicated to burning paper.
I put the two paper figures on the ground and took out the cigarettes and wine I had brought for the prince. I was afraid that the old man wouldn't tell the truth, so I didn't give them to him directly.
I put the things under the fortune-telling table at the entrance of the temple. I looked up and saw the old man lying in the room scrolling through his mobile phone. His eyes were not good at such an old age, but his heart was wild.
The old man had a delicate heart, and when he turned his head, we looked at each other.
Only then did I understand why he could stay in the Chenghuang Temple for the rest of his life. He knew what I was going to do and ran away quickly for fear of being noticed by the leader. What a great person like this!
I have a hunch that even if the prince goes down there, he will still be a high official in the future. I must honor him while he is alive.
After closing the door, the two paper figures at the door had been knocked down by the wind. I stepped forward to straighten them up and reached out to grab them.
My face changed, it felt soft and warm, it didn’t feel like a paper man’s hand!
Then, he slapped me in the face.
Although we have done something bad, it was not intentional after all. We cannot be beaten casually: "I'm sorry!"
When I went up, I bent down and apologized. Not only did I avoid being slapped, I also expressed my apology. What a clever person I was!
The girl in front of me looked like a paper doll, with blond hair and blue eyes. He looked at me and said, "Who are you?"
I pointed to the paper man next to me: "I'm burning something! Sorry, I didn't see you, and I never thought there would be a person squatting here in the middle of the night!"
The blond-haired foreigner spoke smarter than me and spoke in an authentic Beijing style: "Are you from the temple?"
"That's right!"
"Can you help me? I saw a ghost!"
"Which country are they from?" This is a key question. I don't know if foreign ghosts are under my control!
"I don't know which country he is from, I just know he wants me!"
"You are right to find me. I will burn these two people first!"
"Why did you burn them?"
"How to put it! This is an ancient sacrifice, do you understand? By the way, what kind of ghost did you meet!"
The foreign girl took out a hundred dollar bill!
I shook my head: "I'm a serious person, I do things first and then collect money!"
"No, I met a money man!"
