The Multiverse Starting from White Deer Plain

Huashan.

It is located on the border of Guanzhong, not far from Chang'an.

Bai Gui changed his scholar's attire, rode a fast horse, and galloped all the way.

The reason why he pretended to be a scholar again was because he discovered that all goddesses who are first-class are good scholars. He dressed up as a scholar to meet the Three Holy Mothers, maybe there would be a buff bonus.

At sunset, he arrived at the foot of Huashan Mountain.

Huashan Mountain is one of the Five Mountains in the West and attracts many tourists. Therefore, in the foothills, there are many inns and inns run by mountain people, and it is also a small bustling place.

"The store owner, a few specialties and a bowl of yokan."

Bai Gui randomly found an inn and sat down inside.

He glanced at the walls painted with clam gray, with food orders hanging on them. There are more than a dozen kinds of dishes that are pleasing to the eye, so I just ignore it and shout smoothly.

"Okay!"

"Sir, please wait."

The waiter responded.

From time to time, several dishes were served, all of which were delicacies from the mountains and wild game.

Before the Song Dynasty, eating sheep was a habit for scholar-bureaucrats. So basically any inn that makes yokan is not too bad. The best dishes must be related to mutton.

He was eating the food. Halfway through, he saw that most of the tourists dining in the inn had gone to their rooms to rest, and the waiter was free, so he asked: "Brother, are you the spirit of the Holy Mother of God Temple in Xiyue Temple here?"

Yang Chan, the Holy Mother of Three, travels three times in her family. The origin of the Holy Mother is that the Three Holy Mothers won the title of Holy Mother of Huashan after the Great Emperor of Huashan, so they were called the Three Holy Mothers.

This world is not an ordinary world. When the Zizhen Spiritual Mirror fell into the hands of Yushi Wangdu, it killed many demons in the Guanzhong realm.

Mount Huashan in Xiyue is also one of the blessed places, where spiritual ideas breed and monsters become spirits.

Without the protection of gods, it would be difficult for ordinary people to survive.

"The Temple of Our Lady?"

The waiter in the shop was surprised for a moment, looked at Bai Gui, and said strangely: "This gentleman, the Holy Mother Temple... The Holy Mother Temple is usually filled with female believers offering incense and praying. It doesn't work, but I really believe this." have no idea."

Just by hearing the word "Holy Mother", you can tell that this Holy Mother Temple is related to Yansi.

How could he, a waiter and a man, know whether the female believer prayed at the Notre Dame Temple or not... unless he tried it himself.

"Female letter carrier..."

Bai Gui was stunned.

He fell into a cognitive barrier.

It's not that he doesn't know the meaning of the Holy Mother Temple, but his understanding of Yang Chan is still based on Yang Jian's sister. I subconsciously didn’t think about Yang Chan’s priesthood...

He avoided the subject and asked the waiter to book a room.

After entering the room and resting.

The next day, at dawn, he packed his bags and went up Mount Huashan to Xiyue Temple.

Huashan Mountain is steep, with dangerous peaks standing tall and numerous strange peaks.

Bai Gui went up the ancient plank road.

In the early morning, the stone steps were a bit slippery, so pedestrians were neither sparse nor dense.

It rained lightly in the first half of the night.

With his original martial arts foundation, it is not difficult to climb Mount Huashan in Xiyue. Not to mention that now he has become an immortal. So I walked step by step, my gait was ethereal, and my steps were measured, not an inch more, not an inch less.

Lean less.

He came to a dangerous expanse at the top of the mountain.

After passing through several archways inlaid with auspicious clouds and cranes, we arrived at Xiyue Temple. This temple is simple and simple, covering a large area. The four to five levels of the temple are all made of blue bricks and ancient tiles.

There are mountain flowers everywhere, green grass, and tall pines and cypresses. The scenery is diverse and extremely pleasant.

The main hall is the Xiyue Emperor.

Bai Gui used money to buy incense from the temple Zhu, entered the temple and bowed in respect.

"You scholar."

“I have never heard of worshiping God without kneeling.”

A pilgrim entering the temple saw this scene and scolded.

Not that he was nosy.

When in town, do as the Romans do.

If you don't respect God, just don't enter the temple. Now that you have entered the Xiyue Temple and the temple dedicated to the Xiyue Emperor, don't be so slow.

The worship he said was different from Bai Gui's standing up and worshiping.

But kneel down and worship.

But the next moment, he was dumbfounded. The handful of incense that Bai Gui inserted in the incense burner actually shone like a golden flower, and the ashes turned into gold and silver when they fell to the ground.

At the same time, the clay sculpture of the Huashan Earth God actually nodded slightly to this man.

But wait until he looks again.

It was as if nothing had happened, and the scholar in white had disappeared.

"A handful of incense from a noble person is better than worshiping at thousands of shrines."

"Did that scholar just now..."

The pilgrim was startled.

What is the identity of a person who can make Emperor Xiyue return the gift?

He looked back again and found that the gold and silver incense ashes in the incense burner were still there. His heart skipped a beat. Seeing that there was no one there, he kowtowed to Emperor Xiyue a few more times. Then he went to the incense burner. There was a sleeve wrapped around the gold and silver incense burner. Gray, carry it away secretly.

Not to mention the pilgrims.

Bai Gui came to Xiyue Temple. As a heavenly official, he should say hello to Emperor Xiyue. Otherwise, it would be rude to enter the Xiyue Temple without paying a visit.

As for what the pilgrim said just now, he just regarded it as a trivial matter and ignored it.

Not a moment.

Bai Gui came to the side hall of Xiyue Temple, the Notre Dame Hall.

"Fortunately I came a little early."

"Otherwise, it would be a bit embarrassing for me to enter when female pilgrims offer incense."

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was no one in the Notre Dame Hall.

Huashan Mountain is steep and slippery due to dew in the early morning. Female believers are weak and easily feel cold when they are cold, so they usually go hiking after Chen hour.

"etc……"

"Liu Yanchang wrote a poem in the Notre Dame Hall. Why does it feel wrong?"

A strange look flashed across Bai Gui's face.

Because he had something to do, he went to Huashan Mountain to meet with San Sheng Sheng and establish a friendship.

But Liu Yanchang is a single man...

A bachelor came to the Holy Mother Temple where Yan Si midwifed.

What you think, how you feel is weird and extraordinary.

"Don't judge the heart of a gentleman with a villain's heart. Maybe Liu Yanchang has other important matters."

Bai Gui temporarily suppressed his thoughts, walked to the Holy Mother Temple, opened the temple door, and looked inside.

I saw two statues of gods standing in this hall.

One statue of the Virgin and one statue of the Maid.

The statue of the Three Holy Mothers is beautiful, draped in red gauze, and sitting gracefully.

The maid, holding Ganoderma lucidum, stood by her side.

Bai Gui couldn't help but sigh when he thought of Liu Yanchang's poems that attracted the attention of the Three Saints. He took out the Four Treasures of the Study from the bookcase on his back, polished ink and washed his pen, walked to the statue of the Three Saints, and pulled the red gauze with his hand. , I wanted to write a poem.

…

Inside the Xiyue Cave.

Inside the Shrine of Our Lady.

A master and a maid are staring at Bai Gui in the temple outside.

"This Inspector Bai is so shameless that he even tore off your red gauze, Miss. What a scoundrel! Emperor Xiyue actually let these people in."

"I'll tell the second master later that this guy is frivolous towards you, my queen."

The maid of Ganoderma said angrily.

"Ganoderma lucidum!"

"Inspector Bai has a high reputation among the people, and he has been appointed as the inspector of the three realms in heaven. This position was once held by the second brother. It can be seen that Inspector Bai is not a rude person. Let's first look at what he is writing. What."

The Third Holy Mother, Yang Chanxiu, was as shy as steaming clouds. She twisted her skirt with her green and jade fingers, pulled the maid of Ganoderma lucidum, and whispered.

She has always been in favor of her eldest brother.

Now Bai Gui has assumed the priesthood that Yang Jian once held. Furthermore, Bai Gui is now her eldest brother's subordinate. Due to emotion and reason, Yang Chan concluded that Bai Gui was not a scumbag.

It's just..., that red gauze is also considered her clothing.

Although it was just a statue of a god, Bai Gui still made her daughter feel shy after she pulled it down.

In addition, there is one more thing.

Bai Gui was dressed like a scholar at the moment, with a jade-faced scholar, which really caught her eye.

…

Xiyue Temple, Notre Dame Hall.

Bai Gui pondered for a moment and wrote a poem:

"The car stopped to worship the saint, and there was a cold breeze under the cool leaves. The stone bed was wet with the dragon's breath, and the mountain temple was empty with the sound of birds."

"Long eyebrows are covered with laurel green, and a red face is covered with lotus red. Don't learn from the balcony, in the morning clouds and dusk rain."

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