"Carry him in first and then talk..." Aguan replied with a wry smile.
Everyone entered the main hall, where the furnishings were simple and simple, with several statues of gods and three sticks of incense burning.
Atai and Aguan carried the old Taoist into a room and placed him on the bed.
The sixth wife poured a cup of tea for Aguan. She felt a little embarrassed and pointed at the statues of gods. She said with a smile: "Although we now know that the gods are not in them, we can't change the habit of burning incense for decades." , burn some incense every day, you will feel more at ease...”
"Yes." Aguan nodded and looked around the main hall. He felt that it was simple and peaceful, which made him feel at ease. He clicked his tongue and said, "Honestly, this is like a stronghold in heaven. The place I live in now is an ordinary building. I sit at home with nothing to do every day. It's so boring."
"This room? No... This entire small village is a stronghold of the Third School, and there are heavenly generals stationed in many houses." Artai said, grabbing the peanuts on the table and eating them.
"Wow!" Aguan was a little shocked. He looked at Likcai and said with a wry smile: "Compared with here, the area we are responsible for guarding seems a lot deserted..."
"Guard? Haha, you, Tai Sui, are the treasure that we guard!" Artest chewed peanuts and said with a smile.
"Ah?" Aguan was puzzled and looked at Leek.
Leek said nothing and looked at the ground; Xiaobaicai scratched his head and avoided Aguan's eyes.
The sixth wife then said: "Aguana, don't blame the gods for neglecting you. You have a special status. We don't want anything to happen to you. We would rather arrange a casual job for you than let you take risks in battle again."
"What..." Aguan was stunned. Only then did we know that in the middle part, except for the middle one stronghold located on the snowy mountain, the other middle three, middle four, and middle five strongholds formed a triangle; the middle two stronghold was right in the center of the triangle and was jointly protected by the three strongholds.
Aguan scratched his head, stood up, felt uncomfortable, and complained to the cabbage and leeks: "What does this... mean?"
The maniac toad croaked: "I also find it strange. If it is so important to prepare for Tai Sui, why not just bring him into the main camp of the Snow Mountain and sleep on the same bed as the Jade Emperor. There are so many magic soldiers and generals in the main camp. Are you still afraid of an accident?"
Xiao Baicai was a little embarrassed and hesitated to speak. Liao Cai is a straight child and answered without hesitation: "There is a reason for this. In the past, Mr. Tai Sui had an upright personality and offended many gods. Everyone did not get along well with him. There is a saying... Right... The main business is probably for the harmony of the gods... This..."
When Aguan heard what Liucai said, his face became even more ugly, and he laughed: "Then I'm really sorry for those gods, asking them to work hard to protect such a nasty person..."
The green-eyed fox noticed Aguan's dissatisfaction and quickly smoothed things over: "I think this arrangement of the main camp is not unreasonable. Think about it, although there are many powerful generals in the main camp, who will suddenly turn evil, and who will turn evil again?" No one can predict what he will do. Master Aguan may not be safe in the main camp." The green-eyed fox explained, and everyone nodded in agreement.
"Then why are you drawing talismans on me? Wouldn't it be better to put me in a white stone pagoda..." Aguan still muttered and complained.
"It would be terrible if you take the White Stone Pagoda's divine transformation!" Said the manicured toad.
There was an awkward silence for a while, and Liu Po smiled and said, "Okay, don't be angry, don't be angry, Liu Po will cook soup for you later. Where did you go to play today?"
Artest suddenly coughed a few times, stood up, pulled Aguan up vigorously, and shouted: "Aguan! Don't think too much, I will take you to go shopping nearby and see our stronghold in the third grade!" Artest was anxious He said, without waiting for Aguan's response, he forced him to run out of the door.
It turns out that today's action was arranged by Atai privately, and he didn't tell the sixth wife. He was afraid that the sixth wife would be angry after hearing this, so she hurriedly walked away first.
Aguan and Atai ran out of the Sanheyuan, and then Xiaobaicai told the story. This made the sixth wife very angry. She scolded the Nine Heavens God Stick for being lawless, and at the same time scolded Atai, the grandson of the monkey, for acting on his own initiative and acting without permission.
Outside, Atai was walking around the small village with Aguan. Suddenly, a burst of colorful clouds floated from the sky, and an old man in a yellow robe fell down, followed by several generals.
"Huh?" Aguan felt that this god looked familiar. He seemed to have seen him during the main business meeting.
"That's Duke Shui, the main god of Zhongsan Stronghold." Atai said hello to the sky.
The yellow-robed god named Shui Huigong, with a white beard, nodded to Aguan and looked around. Behind him, the generals flew towards the outskirts of the village, and each chose a place to guard.
"Hey, Ah Shui!" Artai casually greeted Mr. Shui Hui in the sky, and pulled A Guan to continue walking. "Let's talk about us and ignore him."
"You called him Ah Shui?" Aguan exclaimed.
Artai explained: "Shui Hui has no airs and is so damn easy to get along with! The military here is strong and there are more than a dozen heavenly generals guarding him."
It turns out that the third, fourth and fifth places were guarded by soldiers led by Shui Huigong, Qi Lie and Mu Zhi respectively. The three gods were all civil servants in the heaven. Although they are civil servants, they are more than capable of dealing with ordinary monsters and monsters, not to mention they each lead a dozen heavenly generals.
"You know more than I do." Aguan listened to Artest's words silently, feeling a little uncomfortable. He always felt that his position was reversed. He was the last to know a lot of information about the battle situation.
In the evening, after Aguan had four dishes and one soup made by his sixth wife at the Zhong3 stronghold, he returned to the Zhong2 stronghold alone. The big house was empty and lonely, and the atmosphere was very deserted.
Aguan stared out the window in a daze, the more he thought about it, the more unconvinced he became, why couldn't he go to the front line to fight? Even Artest can plan actions on his own, but he has to be like a child and let everyone protect him.
Aren't the White Flame Talisman, Ghost Crying Sword, and Fu Ling Bag all useless?
Aguan ran to the roof of the building. The sky above was full of stars. The big northern city was bright even at night. In comparison, there were far fewer stars than here.
Aguan summoned the Ghost Crying Sword, stabbing and slashing randomly, thinking, didn't Tai Sui say that the Ghost Crying Sword can also release thunder? Why can't he let it go?
Aguan threw the sword, and the Ghost Crying Sword flew straight into the sky, flew very high, and then fell straight down. Aguan watched the Ghost Crying Sword getting closer and closer to his face, and suddenly stopped in front of his nose...
The night got deeper and he was tired from playing upstairs, so he went downstairs to take a shower and go to bed.
Late at night, the magnificent main hall of the True Immortal Palace was not peaceful. Next to the main hall of the True Immortal Palace, there was a chic and elegant small building called the "Yangxin Tower". It was the exclusive Qi-training and Zen meditation tower for Master Jiutian. Ever since today's commotion, Master Jiutian has been in seclusion in the basement of Yangxin Building for several hours, but there has been no movement.
The monks in colorful clothes outside were discussing the commotion during today's preaching, and a dozen gangsters also participated in the discussion. Some of these gangsters were friends that Master Jiutian made in his early years in prison, and some were older brothers that Master Jiutian later made friends with on his own initiative. The purpose was of course to find more backers in case of emergencies.
A monk in colorful clothes brought a meal of chicken soup and walked to the basement of Yangxin Building. He stopped in front of the door of one of the rooms on the second floor of the basement. He knocked on the door but got no reply. He didn't know what to do.
This underground secret room built in the Yangxin Tower for practicing Qi and Zen meditation was originally prepared by Master Jiutian to store treasures and serve as a treasure house. He accepted all the precious treasures donated by his followers, and there was so much that there was no room for them. I thought I might as well dig a basement to hide it.
Halfway through the excavation of the second underground floor, Master Jiutian suddenly said that he would not dig anymore, and all the jewelry was piled in the safe on the first underground floor. The half-excavated second underground floor was converted into a meditation room.
The other monks all found it strange that the two floors of the Yangxin Building had already been built with gorgeous meditation rooms according to the Master's instructions, but the Master wanted to build an additional Zen meditation room in the basement, but they didn't know what the purpose was.
After that, Master Jiutian would come to this meditation room to sit in seclusion for a long time whenever he had free time. It is said that it is a retreat, but it only lasts for two or three hours at most. It has never been more than five hours like this time without coming out.
The monk in colorful clothes put his ear against the door and heard nothing. The soundproofing equipment of this meditation room was quite good, and the equipment and decoration inside were even better than those of several meditation rooms upstairs.
