Chapter 112 Li Changsheng’s Love Story, the Second Composer

Jade City City God Temple.

The white smoke is misty, pilgrims are like flowing water, and countless incense sticks float into the air, sheltering the lights of thousands of houses.

All kinds of people kneel in front of the statue of the City God, kowtow three times, or pray for peace, or to ward off evil spirits, or for career... The City God is basically an omnipotent god who can worship anything, but he itself is not omnipotent.

What the City God can probably do is protect the people from evil spirits, but they have no control over actual matters and cannot control them.

Yin and Yang are separated, and the most taboo thing for the City God is to interfere with the mortal world. At worst, he will be rejected by the Yins, and his cultivation will be greatly damaged and he will become a lonely ghost. At worst, he will be severely injured. Even if he knows that this person is a heinous murderer, the City God cannot take action.

Of course, there are no absolutes in anything. There is one situation where the City God's intervention in the underworld will be least affected. That is karma. For example, if someone insults and damages a statue of a god, then the City God can take some measures to punish him.

Jade City God's Temple, like Luo City, belongs to Su Guang. The two places were originally affiliated, but later they were separated with development.

The Jade City God's Temple is much larger than Luo City. In addition to the City God's statue, there are positions for all official positions, which is equivalent to an ancient yamen.

Outside the City God's Temple, amid the surging crowds, a young man in his twenties stood outside, looking at the City God's Temple from a distance.

He was dressed very strangely, even a little scary, wearing a white shroud and holding a national flag in his hand.

"...Am I really dead?"

The young man's face was full of confusion. His memory stayed at the moment when he arrested the prisoner. He seemed to have been shot, and then he remembered nothing.

When he woke up again, he came here, and there was a voice in his heart telling him not to leave, but to stand here and wait.

"What are you doing standing here?"

Suddenly there was a voice in his ears, and the young man turned his head subconsciously and saw an ordinary Taoist priest wearing simple Taoist robes.

He didn't answer right away, so he looked around to make sure there was no one nearby, and then asked tentatively: "Can the Taoist priest see me?"

Although he is unclear about his current situation, what is certain is that he is now a dead person. People around him cannot see, touch, or hear him.

He seemed to have become an earthbound spirit and could only stay near the City God's Temple.

Li Yi nodded slightly and said, "Is there anyone else here besides you? Are you a hero?"

The young man in front of me only has a soul body. The three souls and seven souls are incomplete, but not incomplete. In this case, it is either a ghost or an underworld, and the three souls and six souls have entered the underworld.

A closer look shows that there is no yin energy in his body, so he obviously belongs to the latter group.

Li Yi had long heard from the Internet that the government would enshrine heroes in the City God's Temple, and even promulgated relevant laws and compiled a similar list. This naturally won great appreciation from all walks of life, and indirectly increased the number of people in the City God's Temple.

of incense.

It is a Chinese tradition that heroes receive incest from their descendants.

The gods in China are not born, and the gods in many temples were originally humans.

Letting heroes become villains is the best strategy.

Li Yi usually doesn't ask questions about the underworld, but he is still quite curious about this model.

"What's your name?"

The Taoist's words seemed to contain some kind of power, as if they were God's will. The inexplicable power in his body instantly surrendered and took him with him.

The young man could not resist at all. Out of instinct, he immediately stood up straight, raised his hands in salute, and answered with his head held high: "Report! Yang Anmin!"

"Anmin? It's a good name."

Li Yi nodded slightly and asked again: "Are you a hero?"

"I was probably shot and killed while on a mission, so that's probably it." Yang Anmin answered somewhat uncertainly. He didn't confirm that he was dead until not long ago.

"Does the Taoist priest know what's going on? Can you help me understand it?"

Li Yi said: "Have you ever heard of the incense of heroes and martyrs? It is a bill promoted by the government last month. All people who are rated as heroes and martyrs are eligible to enter the city's imperial temple. You should be rated as heroes and martyrs now and can enjoy the incense. You should be able to

Live another hundred years."

Being a Yinzai is not immortal. The soul also has a lifespan. Normally, the lifespan of the soul and the body are about the same, and the same is true for monks. The Yinzai can enjoy incense for a longer period of time. The ordinary Yinzai is thirty years.

The official position lasts for decades at home, and the city god lasts for more than a hundred years.

"What's wrong? Ghosts and gods actually exist..."

Yang Anmin was stunned for a long time. As a member of the system, he knew that there were supernatural forces in the world. He originally thought they were people with special abilities, but he didn't expect that the evil deeds of the City God were actually real.

"Excuse me, Master, can I still go back to see my family?"

"In principle, it's not possible, but if we just look at it, I believe the City God will acquiesce."

Li Yi replied that the actual situation depends on the city gods in each place. Some have stricter control and some have looser control. Generally speaking, everyone must abide by the laws of the underworld, but the specific regulations are determined by the city god himself.

At most he'll mention it later.

"Thank you, Taoist Priest, for clarifying my doubts." Yang Anmin's heavy heart eased a little, and now his only wish was to see his parents again.

"Would you like to come in with me and take a look? Staying here will only increase your worries. Enjoying incense after death is something money cannot buy."

Li Yi could see his reluctance, and he should also be vaguely aware that entering the temple would mean that he would become a Yin Chao by default, and would not be able to have any substantial contact with his parents in the human world.

If you run back now, you may be able to meet again, but you will also lose the protection of the underworld. This is a reward and choice for those who have made meritorious services. If you don't care about the incense, it is not impossible to reunite with your relatives.

Yang Anmin nodded and followed Li Yi, and the two of them walked directly through the dense flow of people.

"Taoist Priest, are you a god?"

"I'm not a god, just a cultivator."

"I didn't expect that cultivating immortals really exists. It's just like dreaming. My favorite novels and movies are about cultivating immortals. It's a pity that I'm dead and can't cultivate immortals, but I probably don't have that talent."

"Cultivation is something everyone can do, and your current employment as a Yin Chai can be considered as part of your practice."

"Why did the Taoist priest come to the City God's Temple?"

"Talk to the City God about something."

The two of them walked into the City God's Temple and came all the way to the City God's statue in the central lobby. The City God, who was being worshiped by countless people, looked extremely majestic.

Suddenly, the statue of the god gave off a faint golden light and flashed past. Some people who noticed it were a little confused, and then they said uncertainly: "The city god has appeared?"

"I just seemed to see a golden light."

"I saw it too."

Discussions came and went, but it did not cause any commotion. Under the guidance of the government, intentionally or unintentionally, no one now questions the existence of the City God.

A city god Su Guang, eight feet tall, wearing a red official robe, with an upright and majestic face, appeared in front of them.

The pressure that hit his face made Yang Anmin's body tense up. The tension disappeared in the next second. Instead of shrinking from the pressure, the majestic City God knelt down.

"Your Majesty, Su Guang, pays homage to the Immortal Master."

Su Guang knelt on the ground, folded his hands in front of him, rested his forehead on the back of his hands, and performed a great salute.

Yang Anmin turned to look at the ordinary Taoist beside him. Compared to the City God, he looked much weaker and just like an ordinary person. But in the scene in front of him, even a fool knew that the Taoist was extraordinary. Even the City God had to kneel to him.

Down.

You call this a mere cultivator?

Li Yi lowered his body and helped the other person up, saying, "I don't work in the Yin Division, so there is no need for this."

"Etiquette cannot be broken." Su Guang shook his head firmly. He was not worshiping randomly just to please.

Jishou is the most important worship, and the ministers worship the king.

When you are canonized by an immortal, you must naturally give a big gift, otherwise it will break the rules.

"All the city gods in the world must bow their heads when they see you, otherwise it will be considered disloyal!"

Yang Anmin took a breath of air, wondering what the origin of this man was, and he actually wanted the city gods in the world to kneel down and worship him.

Soon a name came out. If I remembered correctly, the one who could make the city gods in the world kneel down was probably the one in Tianfu.

Chengtian Jianguo Simin was promoted to Fu Mingling King.

Damn it, he is King Ming Ling?!

Li Yi twitched the corner of his mouth and said helplessly: "It's up to you."

In fact, he had thought of this situation when he was canonized. For a place with a strict hierarchy like the Yin Division, this kind of thing is unavoidable. He forced the other party not to kneel down and worship him when they saw him, but he was torturing Su Guang.

The rules of the Underworld are themselves enforceable, not simply written in black and white.

"Who is this?" Su Guang turned his attention to Yang Anmin. He could feel that the other person was probably a shady person who was about to join the job recently, but he didn't know why he was able to follow the immortal master in.

"He should have come to join Yincai. Replacing Yincai with heroes is a good method. The government is still somewhat capable." Li Yi said, "These people are all upright and have meritorious deeds. They are all good

of seedlings.”

Whether the Yin difference is strong or not determines whether a region is peaceful. Two factors have the greatest influence, the Yin difference itself and the incense. So there is a rule that the more people a place has, the more difficult it is for evil spirits to cause chaos.

Any city in modern times was a metropolis or even the capital in ancient times.

Su Guang looked at Yang Anmin and asked, "What's your name?"

"Yang Anmin." Yang Anmin replied immediately.

"I am searching……"
To be continued...