The power that a magistrate of a county could mobilize was quite terrifying.
Needless to say, he was acting on behalf of the imperial court and had the protection of luck. If he obtained official documents and stamped the county magistrate's seal, ordinary mountain spirits and ghosts would not even be able to get close to him.
"Looks like I've accepted a hot potato …"
Wu Ming was a little depressed, but this was a mission from the main temple, so he had to accept it.
He looked at the sun and saw that it was almost noon, so he stopped strolling and found a restaurant and walked in.
"Young Master, please come in!"
The restaurant had two floors and a golden signboard. It was obviously an old restaurant.
As soon as he entered, a waiter with a white towel on his shoulder came forward and greeted him politely. "Young Master, are you alone? Would you like to sit by the window? "
"Mm!"
Wu Ming went upstairs and sat down. His nose twitched slightly and he smelled the aroma of meat and wine. He could not help but smile. "Your braised meat looks good!"
"Of course, our braised lamb and beef are the best in the black stage! It's a decades old brand, but beef is not often available. Young Master, you came at the right time. A few days ago, a cow fell from the Li Clan Village outside the city, and our boss bought two beef legs. It's fresh and hot … Young Master, do you want some? "
The waiter was good with words. Wu Ming smiled. "Then give me a catty … and two stir-fried vegetables and a pot of wine!"
"Alright!"
The waiter went down and quickly brought up a pot of wine. Food was precious at this time, so the wine was a little turbid. Fortunately, the alcohol content was low, so it could be drunk as a beverage.
Not long after, two stir-fried vegetables were served. They were green, verdant, and fragrant. Wu Ming had been hungry for a long time, but at this time, he was not in a hurry. He slowly ate and drank, and his movements were meticulous. At a glance, one could tell that he was a well-educated aristocratic family.
"Young Master, your braised beef!"
When Wu Ming was halfway through his meal, another plate of sliced beef was served. It was dark red in color, and the texture was firm. It was delicious.
"Wait a minute!"
Wu Ming ate a few mouthfuls and praised in his heart. He then stopped the waiter.
"Eh! What can I do for you? "
The waiter crossed his arms and asked respectfully.
"I am an outsider, a newcomer. Your Heitai County... doesn't seem to be very peaceful recently?"
Wu Ming said casually.
"Sigh … It's rare to see peace next to that Ghost Mountain …" The waiter smiled bitterly. "But you're right. In the past few months, I heard that many people died in Black Water Town … Even a few of the monks and Taoists that the county invited died. No one dares to go there anymore …"
"Oh? That means there are ghosts causing trouble? "Wu Ming's spirit was lifted.
"Isn't that so? Everything around Black Mountain is filled with evil. Especially … since the destruction of Black Water Town's Earth Temple three months ago … "
The waiter said casually, but then he realized that he had said something wrong. "Sir, please use it first … If there's anything you need, please call me …"
He hurriedly went down.
"The Earth Temple has been destroyed? Was it because of the lack of land? Was it because he couldn't summon the souls of the dead? That's not right … It's just a town, what's the big deal? Can't the City God just send another one? "
Wu Ming didn't probe further. After all, the fact that a waiter knew so much was beyond Wu Ming's expectations.
He drank to his heart's content and paid the bill with a few hundred coins before walking out leisurely.
…
"City God Temple?!"
Before leaving, Wu Ming asked for directions. He was now in front of the City God Temple.
There were gods in this world!
Not only here, but even in the Dazhou World, there were gods.
In ancient times, the Emperor held the power of the world and had the ability to create lives. He could also abolish the low-level ghosts and deities during sacrificial ceremonies!
As for the origins of the Gods, there were many different things.
Some were famous officials who brought good fortune to the region when they were alive. After they died, their spirits were set up and worshiped.
Some were natural spirits that naturally fused with the power of the mountains and rivers, gaining power.
There were also some who were simply mountain spirits, demons, ghosts, and evil spirits that deceived the foolish people in the countryside in order to obtain incense and blood offerings.
All in all, there were all kinds of origins. However, they had to be recognized by the Imperial Court or be bestowed with Godhood by the Heavens. Otherwise, they would be considered as' perverted 'and would be suppressed by the Imperial Court.
The City God of Heitai County was naturally one of those who had cultivated to the Heavens. His temple occupied an area of a few acres and had a dignified aura.
Rumor had it that the City God of Heitai County was Wang Xuanfan. He was a Jinshi from the previous dynasty. When he was the county magistrate, he advised mulberry farmers to raise silkworms and cleaned up the politics. The county was solemn and no one picked up anything on the roads. No doors were closed at night, and the population grew.
After the Imperial Court increased taxes, he pleaded for the people and was exiled. He died of illness on the way. The people of the county were moved and built a temple for him. However, it was destroyed a few times.
It was only when the magistrate heard of this that he reported to the Heavens and requested for a temple to be built. After many twists and turns, he finally received the decree and cultivated to the Heavens.
When Wu Ming arrived at the temple, he saw a majestic statue on the altar.
Divine curtains hung down and incense curled up. There was a table made of cedar wood with offerings for the four seasons on it. In the center, there was a clay statue of a middle-aged scholar. He was wearing a seventh-grade official robe and had a solemn and solemn look in his eyes.
When in Rome, do as the Romans do. Wu Ming also lit up some incense and paid his respects.
"Mn?"
In an instant, his brows twitched.
His martial arts had reached the peak of the True Qi Realm and he was half a step into the Xiantian Realm. This allowed his body's senses to surpass mortals by ten times. At this moment, he could acutely sense a force paying attention to him.
"God force?"
This feeling disappeared in a flash. If it wasn't for Wu Ming's spirit force being extremely sharp, he wouldn't have noticed it.
Of course, even if he noticed it, it wouldn't be a big deal.
After all, Yin and Yang were two different paths. It wouldn't be easy for gods to interfere with the mortal world, especially for people like Wu Ming who had trained his martial arts to the pinnacle.
"Devotee, please wait!"
After donating a silver tael of incense, Wu Ming was about to leave when he heard a voice.
Turning around, he saw a man dressed like a temple attendant standing there with a smile. "Devotee, what do you wish for? Why don't you come and have your fortune told? "
"Sure!"
Wu Ming followed the temple attendant and came to a small table.
"I wonder if you wish to ask about marriage? Or future prospects? "The temple attendant was solemn and had a bit of an aura. He seemed like a fraud.
In his previous life, Wu Ming didn't believe in such things.
But now that he was in the Realm of Gods and Ghosts, he would rather believe in it than not. He said, "Solve problems!"
"If that's the case, please write a word!"
Wu Ming picked up a brush and spread out the white paper. He wrote the word 'None'.
"Eh?"
The temple attendant exclaimed, "There's nothing in the world, where does dust come from? According to Young Master's appearance, there should be no calamities or tribulations. But how can there be such a person in this world? This is really strange! "
"Young Master wants to solve problems …"
The temple attendant took out a tortoise shell and a few copper coins. He mumbled something and suddenly turned the tortoise shell upside down. Several copper coins lined up on the white paper, complementing the word 'None'.
"Young Master is blessed by the heavens. Your fate and future are not something I can see. But if you only want to solve problems, you can look for it in the South!"
The temple attendant's eyes widened as sweat dripped down his forehead. He seemed to have used up a lot of energy to speak.
"South?"
Wu Ming frowned as he thought about the layout of the county. Most of the counties were rich in the East, rich in the West, poor in the North, and poor in the South. Only the East and West were the residences of the officials. The North and South were the residences of the commoners.
"The words of gods and ghosts cannot be trusted. There's no harm in taking a look! But … "
Wu Ming sneered in his heart.
It was as if the County God was treating him as a chess piece, and he was going to be the player.
Of course, being treated as a chess piece meant that he had some use.
Even if he was being used, it was better than being rejected.
"Thank you, Mister. I'll take my leave now!"
Wu Ming took one last look at the temple attendant.
The man's body trembled and his eyes revealed a perverted look. He didn't point it out and just smiled. He threw a dozen copper coins on the ground and strode out.
"It seems like … this should be the battle between the county god and another force. He might even be at a disadvantage, or maybe he has some scruples and has no choice but to seek help?"
If it was an ordinary cultivator, then they would probably be unable to avoid something like this that was entangled by karma and would flee far away a long time ago.
But Wu Ming was different.
Just like what the temple attendant said, he had no karma with this world. He was just a passerby. What was there to be afraid of?
So what if he was the county god? So what if he was the city god?
If he went against his own Dao, he could still kill him!
Of course, he still needed to borrow strength. He wasn't a teenager in the future who always shouted that he wanted to go against the heavens.
He couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in his heart. He couldn't help but recite, "There will always be a time when the wind blows and the waves. Hang the sail straight to the sea!"
"Good!"
Suddenly, a green-robed scholar clapped his hands, "What a good poem!"
When he saw Wu Ming look over, his face couldn't help but turn red, "Mister, I am Ye Xiaoyou. I came with my mother to burn incense. I saw that you are extraordinary and your words are logical. My heart yearns for you, please forgive me for my rudeness …"
At this moment, when he looked again, he saw that Wu Ming was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old. He wore a silk robe and his face was like jade. He was even more impressed.
"So it is Brother Ye, I am Wu Ming. I am a foreigner and have traveled here …"
Wu Ming cupped his hands and looked at the few luxurious carriages behind Ye Xiaoyou. He knew that this person had a good background.
"Young Master …"
At this time, a corner of the curtain was lifted slightly, revealing a pair of bright and kind eyes. After a while, a pretty maid with golden hairpins and ornaments walked over, holding up the hem of her dress. "Mistress is already urging us …"
"Madam has summoned me. I am really sorry …"
Ye Xiaoyou cupped his hands in embarrassment, "I live at the entrance of East Water Alley. The first house with two stone lions is … Brother Wu, if you are free, don't forget to look for me!"
"Could this person be a rabbit?"
After this person left reluctantly, Wu Ming felt a chill.
Of course, in ancient times, plagiarizing ancient poems could be used as a stepping stone. However, it was just a dream to think that people would come and worship him.
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