Resurgence Of Terror: Ignite The Temple Of The Lord Of The World At The Beginning

After seeing the god of evil.

Shen Yuan once again passed through the wall and the crowd, and came to the spacious main hall.

He saw his idol.

Standing in the middle of the main hall, it is slightly damaged, and it is simple and unsophisticated, exuding a faint fragrance.

On the table, there were some tribute offerings. Shen Yuan took a look, and the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

"There is also red bean cake, red bean cake, which I like very much."

He came to sit down on the stone pier next to him, watching the pilgrims coming and going.

You can hear the voices of pilgrims muttering in their hearts when they burn incense.

"Blessed by the gods, I hope my son will make a lot of money. The business is booming this time. My daughter-in-law will get rid of the idea of ​​not having children as soon as possible and give birth to a fat boy."

"Bless my husband, he is in poor health and has been working hard. I hope he will be safe and sound for the operation this time, and he will be able to do business smoothly in the future. Don't be deceived by some friends."

"Blessed by the gods, my sister can get well soon when she is sick."

"I am eighteen years old, I hope to have a boyfriend who loves me, and bless my boyfriend is very handsome.

Shen Yuan sat in the temple and descended with his real body, listening to the wishes of the pilgrims face to face for the first time.

He propped his chin, and suddenly felt that all this was very interesting. When he visited the pilgrims in person, looking at their sincere faces with closed eyes and muttering, it was like looking at the world of mortals.

"You can't study well at such a young age, think about these things, no, you can go to university at the age of 18... still hope to be 1.8 meters?"

When he heard one of the wishes, he laughed dumbfounded, and looked at the high school girl in high school uniform.

The girl exudes a soft light, indicating that she has a kind heart, but... she probably found the wrong person, and she should go to Yuelao for marriage.

Shen Yuan smiled and shook his head.

"Mom, Dad, what are you doing?"

At this time, the familiar crisp noise of children came.

Holding a handful of sandalwood in his hand, Xiao Zhou was led by Zhou Chuntian and his wife into the temple.

Xiao Xiaozhou blinked his eyes, looked up at the statue, his eyes were black, bright and curious.

"Come and say goodbye, the gods bless our lovely little Zhou to be safe and grow up happily~" the young mother laughed.

Zhou Chuntian's wife was eleven years younger than him, she was well maintained, she looked very young, and she had the air of a noble lady. It was conceivable that Zhou Chuntian treated his wife and daughter very well in Pingtian.

Little Zhou didn't understand, and tilted his head, ignorant and childlike.

The lady lowered her voice, smiled gently, and carefully explained what the blessing of the gods is.

Zhou Chuntian walked towards the statue, looked back at the harmonious appearance of his wife and daughter, with a happy smile on his lips, knelt down and took out nine sticks of sandalwood from the base of the statue [handed to daughters respectively]

Xiao Zhou took it over, held up the 377 joss stick and bowed three times, as if wishing on a birthday, muttering in a low voice, "I want Dad to spend more time with me.

As she spoke, the tip of her small nose twitched, and two lines of clear snot flowed out. The lady immediately took out a handkerchief to help Xiao Zhou blow her nose, and said:

"Maybe it's because the air conditioner has caught cold in the past two days."

"I'll get some medicine delivered when I go back." Zhou Chuntian felt sorry for his child.

Little Zhou was still muttering earnestly, his voice was so small and intermittent that they couldn't understand it.

B...

A figure understood.

"I want to play more with my dad, my mom won't frown ~ Dad comes back every day to play house with me ~ hee hee hee." As she spoke, her little face was bright and she laughed to herself.

Shen Yuan sat on the stone pier, propped his chin, and felt funny looking at Little Zhou, and was amused by her innocence and childlikeness... Little Zhou is really cute, two or three years old, the most beautiful Is the true age of temporary love.

"What is Little Zhou laughing at~" the lady rubbed Little Zhou's head and asked dotingly.

"Hee hee, I play house with a smile, and dad plays house with me." Little Zhou covered his mouth with his hands and laughed.

Zhou Chuntian didn't understand, but he was cheerful and scratched his head, looking naive.

The lady gave Zhou Chuntian a blank look: "I just know how to giggle."

"Let's go quickly, and say goodbye to the people behind, let them bless the gods." She said softly to her daughter.

"Ok~~"

Little Zhou put on the incense in a strange way, raised his head, and followed his parents back obediently.

Zhou Chuntian showed a naive smile, and hugged his daughter on his shoulders. The little Zhou was having fun on his father's generous shoulders, and the noble lady covered her mouth and smiled lightly.

Watching their backs as they leave.

In Shen Yuan's eyes, the glimmer of light flickered, and he saw the soft radiance emitted by this family, which was the representative symbol of goodwill and merit.

The golden light in his palm condensed into a simple and simple merit book, and then the merit book spread out by itself, and after flipping through two pages, the names of Zhou Chuntian's family were revealed, and the good deeds they had done appeared, radiating a lot of brilliance of merit .

"Those who have meritorious deeds are very kind, and kindness will bless future generations...

Shen Yuan smiled, and there was a glimmer of light on his fingertips, "There are no taboos~"

Tap in the void.

In an instant, the brilliance of merit and virtue was like a pool of warm spring water, rushing towards Xiao Zhou and surrounding her,

Little Zhou was hugged by Zhou Chuntian and lay on her shoulders. At this moment, she seemed to have discovered something. She rested her chin on her father's broad shoulders, blinked her big black eyes, and vaguely saw a figure.

The figure is hazy and gentle, sitting in the temple, smiling at her.

"Wow~"

Little Zhou's eyes sparkled.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Chuntian patted his daughter on the back.

"Ah~" Little Zhou was about to say something when he suddenly sneezed and his nose came out again.

"Oh, our little Zhou is dirty~" The lady smiled softly, and took out a clean handkerchief again.

"Not at all!" Little Zhou retorted with a whimper.

"Go back and give you medicine." Zhou Chuntian said with distress and concern.

"Don't take the medicine, Mom and Dad, I'm fine." Wiping off the snot, Xiao Zhou shook his head vigorously.

"Little Zhou, it's not just a cold, it's better to take medicine to get better." said the lady.

"Really, just now..." Little Zhou looked at the main hall of the temple, pointing there with his little finger, "Eh, no.

She bit her finger, her immature face was full of innocent doubts.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Chuntian stopped and patted his daughter's back in doubt.

Xiao Xiaozhou pointed at the statue, and said crisply: "I saw a person just now, it looks like him!"

heard the words.

The lady looked in the direction pointed by Xiao Zhou, and there... was the center of the main hall of the temple, and there was only the statue of the Lord of the Land!

The deity smiles and has a kind face.

The lady froze for a moment.

"Little Zhou, what you are talking about is... a statue? Impossible?"

"Really."

Xiao Zhou tilted his head in doubt, "There was a person just now, but now it's gone..."

"Chuntian, what do you think?" The lady looked at her husband in surprise.

Zhou Chuntian was stunned, looked around, and finally focused on the statue in the main hall of the temple.

A thought popped into his mind...God's Avatar!

"Daughter, what did you see?" Zhou Chuntian took a slight breath and asked again.

"It's a person similar to it." Little Zhou moved her body to get off her father, but just as Zhou Chuntian put her down, she raised her hand and pointed at the statue.

"That's it."

Little Zhou pointed in the right direction, there were only god statues and no one else around.

see.

Zhou Chuntian and the lady were startled.

"Women are wrong, right?" The lady looked at her husband, seeking Zhou Chuntian's opinion.

"It should be..." Zhou Chuntian was also a little uncertain, the most important thing was...his intuition as a ghost master, but he didn't see anything.

He stroked Xiao Zhou's forehead, tested whether he had a fever, and said, "Do you feel uncomfortable? Could it be that you have a cold and a fever, so you misunderstood it?"

"No." Little Zhou had a happy smile on his face, "I can still go out and play!"

"You child..."

Zhou Chuntian shook his head helplessly, and held Xiao Zhou's hand, "Then let's go shopping on Temple Street."

"Great."

Little Zhou cheered, but subconsciously looked back when she was about to walk out of the temple gate holding her father's hand.

again.

She found that hazy figure, covered in golden body, sitting upright in the temple, holding his chin as if looking at her.

"!!!"

Little Zhou's dark eyes widened.

At this time, the hazy figure stretched out his finger and made a booing gesture.

"Your cold is already cured, go play with confidence.

The ethereal gentle voice, with a slight chuckle, resounded in Xiao Zhou's ears.

Xiao Xiaozhou blinked his eyes and smiled, as if he had made an agreement with the hazy figure, and did not speak loudly in a tacit understanding.

"What's the matter, daughter?" The lady noticed her daughter's strange behavior.

"No, let's go and play, my cold is really gone." Little Zhou Tongzhen shook his head, pulled his father's rough palm, and trotted forward.

"Go to Temple Street!"

Shen Yuan sat in the temple, watching the backs of Little Zhou's family going away.

"Blessed with merit, no disease and no pain..."

The corners of his mouth are raised with a gentle arc.

At this time, Shen Yuan heard (bhei) a new whispered prayer.

The content of the words made him startled, and he looked sideways.

Wearing presbyopic glasses, a kind old man with bald and gray hair and a thin build is holding three sticks of incense, prostrating three times to the god statue, his lips are moving, whispering

"Bless my son, he hasn't contacted me for a day, and I didn't get through on the phone. I called the police, but the police asked me to contact me."

"My son opened the car and did his business honestly. He would call me every day before he went on a long-distance highway, but there was no news at all yesterday. Bless my son

It's okay. I must come to say goodbye more often and burn incense for you. "

The old man said and bowed again, his old figure looked a little hunched, he turned silently to the incense burner, and inserted three sticks of incense into it.

The old man supported his waist and looked around again. When he saw the volunteer with the red armband, he asked:

"Hello, where can I add sesame oil?"

Temples can worship gods and offer incense, and there are also sesame oils. The so-called sesame oils are donations.

"Over there, old man." The volunteer smiled and showed the way for the old man.

The sesame oil tank is on the right side of the main hall against the wall, standing there, there are so many pilgrims coming and going, it is hard to notice if you are not paying attention.

The old man thanked him, stooped and walked to the sesame oil box, took out two hundred yuan bills from the old-fashioned leather bag, and put them in the sesame oil box.

However, the old man noticed that,

he walked over.

A box, right next to the statue, there were too many people just now, so I didn't notice it.

Then he took the money out of the purse. Take out two bills of one hundred yuan and put them in.

The banknote was falling into the sesame oil box, but it did not fall to the bottom, and was caught by a transparent hand in the middle.

I do not know when, a body in front of the oil tank

Shen Yuan looked at the two hundred yuan in his hand.

Looking at the old man who had turned around and walked out of the temple with a lot of thoughts, the merits and virtues of the old man shone like fireflies in the night sky, symbolizing that he had done good deeds throughout his life.

"I have received your incense money."

Shen Yuan murmured softly, watching the old man's slow pace.

The palm of the palm was shining golden, the merit book emerged, and the page turned automatically, revealing a paragraph of golden text.

[Dong Wanjin]: The name is Wanjin. In the past, the old father hoped that there would be Wanjin in his family, so he named him Wanjin. He is now 60 and 5 years old. He still has the name of a traditional Chinese medicine hospital in his retirement age. He sees patients.

During the holidays, I went to my hometown to see a doctor and write down Chinese medicine prescriptions, see a doctor, do good deeds...

"It turns out that he is that old Chinese doctor."

Shen Yuan's eyes flickered.

At the beginning, in order to raise merits, he looked for people with great merits in the world, but he didn't meet Wan Jin.

He has read the names of many people in the merit book, and Dong Wanjin, an old Chinese doctor, is one of the few people who has an impression and remembers it, because Dong Wanjin has done good deeds and done too many good deeds throughout his life

However.

Shen Yuan opened his eyes and saw that the forehead of the old man was gray and black, which was a sign of losing his son, and his son would pass away soon......

"I have done good deeds for a lifetime, but ended up losing my son in my old age, and the white-haired man gave away the black-haired man." Shen Yuan shook his head, looking at the words on the merit book, "Reward good deeds..."

He raised his eyes and looked into the distance.

"A errand parade."

Its voice is ethereal, echoing faintly...

at the same time.

on a road.

Holding black umbrellas, the two servants walked around in the sun, their toes not touching the ground, and they circled and inspected the surroundings.

No one can see their existence, such as ghosts and gods independent of thousands of people.

The Teddy in the pet store by the side of the road was barking excitedly. When the errand approached and passed by the door of the store, the Teddy in the cage immediately climbed down, whimpering, and the gray-gold figure was reflected in the eyes of the dog. , seemed to be frightened, wagging his tail at the two fawning men.

Just at this moment, the two Yinchai heard a gentle ethereal voice in their ears.

"A errand parade."

In an instant, the two errants stopped in their tracks one after another, then soared into the sky and turned into two long golden-gray smokes, dragging a pale golden tail light, and flew towards the temple street in the distance.

Not long after, two gray-gold long smoke appeared over the temple, and the temple was crowded with people, but no one could notice the arrival of the two ghosts.

puff--!

Two long gray-gold smokes fell on the ground, and after the smoke dispersed, they turned into two shadowy figures, walking towards the statue.

Beside the statue, a golden figure sat upright.

When the two servants saw the golden figure, they both bowed respectfully.

Shen Yuan looked into the distance, with a halo of merit spreading on his fingertips, he shook his finger to locate:

"Go save his children, Dong Changkong, Tian'er.

"Follow the order of the government!"

The two servants saluted one after another, and once again turned into long gray-gold smoke and soared into the air.

Shen Yuan looked at the gate of the temple again.

The old man hadn't left yet, so he asked for a sign at the door.

see.

Shen Yuan stepped forward, and at this moment his figure passed through a partition, quietly pierced through the wall, and when he reappeared, the brilliance of merit and virtue on his body disappeared from the robe of the leader of the realm and turned into ordinary modern casual clothes.

It seems to have crossed a wall, from ancient times to modern times.

At this time, the crowd was crowded, and Dong Wanjin, an old Chinese doctor, was shaking the lottery.

Slap.

A pick fell out, and he was about to bend down to pick it up, but he saw the other hand picking it up and handing it to the old man.

Dong Wanjin was startled, and when he raised his head, he saw a face that was too young.

"Thank you." Dong Wanjin smiled and took the lottery from the young man.

"You're welcome."

Shen Yuan smiled slightly, "Is the old man asking for a lottery?"

"yes."

"What are you asking for?"

"Ping An, I want to check on my son's safety. Dong Wanjin seemed preoccupied.

"This is the Shangji lottery." Shen Yuan smiled.

"Do you understand these?" Dong Wanjin's old face was slightly taken aback.

"Know some

As Shen Yuan said, he walked to the side and picked up a sticky note, which was the paper corresponding to the lottery, on which were recorded various results and symbols of the lottery, "It says that your son will be safe [you can see it tonight."

heard the words.

Dong Wanjin was stunned again, joy appeared in his old and cloudy eyes, "Really?"

"real."

Shen Yuan smiled and nodded, "If you don't believe me, ask the person who read the lottery."

"Thanks!"

Dong Wanjin was happy in his heart, worried about being wiped out, and quickly walked towards the signer with a request for grace.

He asked again and got the exact answer from the spectator.

"This is a safe lottery. Your son will be fine, and he may come back today. You can find out after looking at it." The signer explained.

Dong Wanjin was delighted, turned around and said to Shen Yuan, "You are right, it is really safe..."

But when he turned around, Shen Yuan was no longer in sight.

see.

Dong Wanjin froze in place.