Magic card gods

The Town God's Temple is not far outside the city. Originally, the city gate was locked at night and could not be opened again.

But now it's all about money. When the young master of the Hou family spoke, he naturally had to open the door.

Anyway, the big business gangs in the city have the habit of transporting some dark goods at night, and the guards at the city gate are also used to it.

After walking for more than ten minutes, I came to the Temple of the City God.

This is a small hillside, the repair is quite imposing, the gate of the big courtyard.

It's just that from Wei Yuan's point of view, something is missing.

According to A Suo's guidance, turn around the Town God's Temple three times...

At this time, the surrounding area was even darker and gloomy, as if there was a faint black mist in the distance, and the lights in Hangzhou city could no longer be seen.

And the gate of the Town God's Temple in front of him has also grown taller, but the paint on the door panel has started to peel off.

"This is the bardo world."

A bright light flashed behind Wei Yuan, dressed in white, dignified, elegant and charming, A Suo, who looked sixteen or seventeen years old, appeared behind Wei Yuan with bare feet.

"The bardo is located between the yang and the underworld, where I can freely manifest my real body."

"The gap between Yin and Yang?" Wei Yuan was puzzled.

"Yes, originally this is the place where the souls of the dead will come automatically after death, and after the first seven days, they will go to the underworld step by step. And those underworld messengers come here to arrest some ghosts who refuse to enter the underworld, sometimes It will also hook the living soul."

"It's just that the order of the underworld has collapsed, and almost all of the ten halls of hell have collapsed. This bardo has become a place where some big demon kings build their power and influence the world."

Wei Yuan glanced at the Town God's Temple in front of him, "Then this Town God's Temple..."

"The Town God's Temple in Yangjian is just a place of enshrining. The City God and ghost officials and ghost messengers work in the Town God's Temple in the bardo world, rewarding good and punishing evil, and maintaining the city in Yangjian. It's just that the heavens have been collapsing for a long time, and the underworld can no longer sustain the collapse. Now, the city gods, land gods, mountain gods, river gods and other lands granted by these humane dynasties have all declined and perished."

"However, Hangzhou is already prosperous. The population once reached a million in the pre-Ming Dynasty. Although it has suffered several hardships, it is still a big city. The city god's incense is more prosperous here. Even if the city god's temple has gradually begun to decline, it will not disappear so soon. , there will always be something to gain.”

Wei Yuan nodded, "Okay, then let's go in and have a look!"

At this time, Wei Yuan's heart throbbed, he felt that there was movement in the blocked Poka in his mind.

Although the second mosaic card of the first po card [Mourning Necropolis (Purple)] is still locked, it is also gray like a stone, but the edge is slightly purple!

How is this going? The blockade of Poka began to weaken?

Why are the other cards still silent? Could it be that the level of the necropolis is higher? Or because of something else?

This is not the time to think wildly, Wei Yuan stopped his thoughts, pushed open the peeling paint door and walked in first.

The first time Erha saw Ah Suo, he was naturally very attentive and went around.

Wukong clasped his hands together and saluted.

The chicken legs stared at Ah Suo's jade feet while walking. Although Ah Suo was barefoot, a small lotus flower would appear to support each foot, so it didn't touch the ground at all.

After all, it is the foundation of Guanyin Bodhisattva. Although the strength is not the same, the realm is very high.

Chicken Leg Heart said: Okay, you are the one that Wei Yuan kid laughs at every day in his dreams! When I go back, I will report to Saeko and Mengmeng!

Ah Suo glanced down at the dangling fat cat, and smiled.

...

The Town God's Temple has really fallen into decay. When you enter the door, you will see a dilapidated scene, like an old courtyard that has been vacant for ten years. Everything is a sign of decay.

Walked all the way to the main hall, and finally met two ghost messengers.

At first glance, the ghost messenger looks like an ordinary person, but if you look closely, his face is still a little pale, and his figure seems to be erratic, and he can't walk steadily. There is still a faint will-o'-the-wisp in the eyes.

"Who are you? How dare you break into the Temple of the City God!"

Wei Yuan raised his palms up: "Ami, my Buddha~ Poor Monk Wuji, I'm here to see the City God."

The two ghost messengers looked at each other, and one of them said: "Wait here, I will report."

The two ghosts walked towards the back of the lobby, and they were still discussing on the way.

"This monk and that woman look extraordinary..."

"Never mind him! The City God has been gone for more than ten years, and the City God Temple is struggling to support it. I don't know how long it can last! Just inform Judge Zhang."

"Hey, what should I do..."

After a while, a man with white face and beard, dressed as a literati, came to the hall with five or six ghost servants.

Although the ghost messenger said that the visitor was extraordinary, when the literati saw Wei Yuan and A Suo, he was still startled.

He is the city god's civil judge, and his position and strength are not comparable to ordinary ghosts.

Although we couldn't see the realm of Wei Yuan and Ah Suo, we could tell at a glance that they were from the Buddhist sect, and their realm was very high and unfathomable.

What Wei Yuan practiced was my Dharma, which was completely different from the previous Dharma. The judge only felt that it was unfathomable, but he couldn't see that he was actually just a half-assed person.

But Ah Suo is different, this is the realm of a bogus bodhisattva. The judge also saw those Bodhisattvas a hundred years ago. I couldn't help but panic in my heart. It turns out that there are Bodhisattvas in this world!

Even the cat, dog and monkey nearby are extraordinary!

The judge cupped his hands: "I am the City God's Wen judge, surnamed Zhang. What are you two doing here?"

Later, Ah Suo explained to Wei Yuan that the city god's temple is naturally dominated by the city god, but there are also civil and military judges, seven masters, eight masters, and 24 divisions, all of whom are gods and staff who assist the city god in handling cases.

Among the 24 divisions, the "Academic Division" and "Kaogong Division", which are in charge of academics and fame, are the most popular.

"Judge Zhang, you're being polite. The poor monk is here to spy on that blue-faced monster who eats people outside the city." Wei Yuan said, handing over the yamen's list.

Even a hundred years ago, when the city god's incense was at its peak and most powerful, he did not dare to neglect the Bodhisattva. What's more, the heart is there?

Judge Zhang respectfully took the list and glanced at it for a while, and said: "Yesterday, Wang Asheng was eaten by a monster. I also heard about it. I have already found out where the mountain ghost is hiding. Originally, this should be the task of my City God Temple." It's just that now... Alas! I have more energy than I want!"

Judge Zhang didn't pretend to be false, and told the current situation of the Town God's Temple.

The Lord City God has disappeared since twenty years ago, and the twenty-four divisions and military judges have all disappeared since then.

People have yang life, ghosts have yin life. Originally conferred as the God of the Underworld, as long as the incense is still there, it will not perish.

But the retreat of spirit qi has caused too much influence. It's nothing more than the shrinking strength of the ghosts and gods of the Yin Division, and because the dragon energy of the Great Zhou Dynasty dissipated, the land pardoned by the Great Zhou Dynasty gradually became unable to support it.

But Judge Zhang was from the Ming Dynasty, and because of his good deeds, he was appointed as a judge by the wheel-turning king of the underworld at that time. Unlike them, he was not a god of humanity, so he was still struggling.

It's just that the City God is vacant, and the strength of the City God Temple has been greatly damaged. Now that Guichai is forty or fifty, even the guardian's mansion has become difficult, and there is no way to pursue the murderer.

"Furthermore, that indigo-faced mountain ghost is a ghost general under the Flame-eating Ghost King. Somehow he broke free from the underworld and came to the underworld. I'm afraid the Flame-eating Ghost King won't give up after killing him!" Judge Zhang frowned and sighed.

"Flame-eating ghost king?!" Wei Yuan knew that there was a ghost king Shen Tujiu before, and here comes another flame-eating ghost king.

Wei Yuan said: "Judge Zhang, don't be embarrassed, there is no need for City God's Temple to intervene in this matter. Since that mountain ghost dared to do harm to the world, I will naturally kill him! Naturally, I alone will bear the consequences!"

"Master Wuji, be careful..." Judge Zhang told Wei Yuan and the others what he knew.

A group of people walked forward slowly, and the black mist in the distance slowly dissipated, the sky and the earth became colorful, the ground became soil, flowers and plants, and the lights of Hangzhou Fucheng were seen in the distance. Ah Suo has disappeared unknowingly.

The man-eating mountain ghost must die! As for the Flame-eating Ghost King, just ignore him!

A Suo said that the Flame Ghost King would not be able to come to the underworld, so what are you afraid of? Anyway, I don't intend to visit the underworld.

Kill him!

That night Wei Yuan went back to the Hou Mansion, planning to set out early tomorrow morning to find the indigo-faced mountain ghost and beat him to death!

Early the next morning, a servant of the Hou's mansion came to Hou Yingxiong in a hurry: "Master, something happened to the yamen servant whose nose was broken by Master Wuji yesterday!"

"Ah? What happened? He died from his injuries? Send someone to send fifty taels of money to burn and bury him. We must suppress the matter!"

"No, no! That yamen servant is fucking dead!"