After traveling for about two-quarters of an hour, Mo Chuan finally arrived at Fengchao City.

If Kemao City is a prosperous city with a hint of chaos;

As for Fengchao City, there is an extra layer of rules and tidiness in the bustling city.

This is not only reflected in the street architecture, which is square and square, but also in the footsteps of pedestrians on the street, which are less hurried.

This is the commodity distribution center on the upper reaches of the Chengye River and the largest shipbuilding base on the Chengye River.

Luban Bodhisattva is enshrined in Shuanglong Temple.

Don’t ask, how did Qiao Shengxianshi, the ancestor of the Nine Laos and Eighteen Craftsmen, get involved with the Bodhisattva?

The reason is probably the same as the plan proposed by Shi Gong!

After all, worshiping Taoism in Buddhist halls and worshiping Buddha in Taoist gates is nothing new. It is reasonable to have multiple gods of hundreds of works.

I can only say that the people of this land are too realistic!

Mo Chuan was also very realistic. He showed his figure outside the city and looked at Fengchao City with a look of surprise and uncertainty.

Because the evil spirit ends here.

Now that you are here, why not take a look around?

He simply walked into the city, strolling around, and unknowingly came to the outside of Shuanglong Temple.

It has to be said that Shuanglong Temple is indeed the temple that dominates the faith in Fengchaocheng, and its architecture is very impressive.

Before entering, I saw two pagodas reaching into the sky.

The front hall at the main entrance welcomes guests, with birds on the eaves, Suan Ni statues, wishful cloud patterns, and curly grass hanging lintels...it looks quite elegant.

Mo Chuan didn't understand architecture, and he didn't know whether using Taoist decoration on a Buddhist temple was considered transgressive. However, since it could worship Luban Bodhisattva, it was not surprising that it should be decorated with some textures.

Compared to the exquisite temple architecture, Mo Chuan cared more about the... evil spirit rising from the temple!

——The demonic energy that was cut off after entering the city suddenly appeared in the temple.

"Could it be an underground river?"

Mo Chuan muttered, turned around and left calmly.

At this time, as the sun was getting higher, he randomly chose a street corner noodle stall, and while eating noodles, he chatted with the stall owner. The topic wandered around, and he came up with Shuanglong Temple.

The stall owner said: "This Shuanglong Temple has a lot of history! I heard from my grandfather that Shuanglong Temple was not called Shuanglong originally. It is said that there were two river dragons in the Chengye River at that time. The great monk in the temple could not bear the suffering of the people, so he

The great magic power captured him and held him under a double-eyed well. From then on, it was renamed Shuanglong Temple."

Mo Chuan was thoughtful as he listened to the legend which he didn't know was true or false.

After eating the noodles, he quietly walked to the dark alley and disappeared into Fengchao City.

When he appeared again, he was already in Fenghe County.

——It turns out that since Huitong Zen Temple was destroyed by floods, Dragon King incense has quietly emerged in Fenghe County, and as expected, this incense belongs to Mo Chuan.

He is also the fundamental reason why he is here at his fingertips.

He took out a piece of letter paper, pursed his lips and blew it gently, and when it [sprayed], ink marks were revealed on it.

Then I made some inquiries and found the Daohui Department, a subsidiary of the Daolu Department.

Using the method of refining gods and controlling qi, he gently put the envelope into it, then turned around and left.

Mo Chuan, who had experienced the events at Huitong Zen Temple and Neijing Palace, was already feeling a little tired.

The water at Shuanglong Temple is obviously very deep. A temple that can seal the river dragon must not be underestimated!

If you are not in your position, you will not pursue your political goals.

Therefore, instead of getting involved in danger again and earning the reputation of "a hero draws his sword and everyone suffers", it is better to report it to the Reporting Department.

At worst, people will stare at the Chengye River from now on.

A water monster appears, kill one.

Although it treats the symptoms rather than the root cause, it will be fine as long as it does not affect his longevity.

…

After sending the letter, Mo Chuan looked at the city where things and people were changing. His face remained calm and he just focused on his way. He was about to walk into an uninhabited alley and take the incense shortcut.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked into an alley, he suddenly let out a soft sigh.

I saw a skinny young man in the dark alley, with his back turned to him, panting and turning over an embroidered purse in his hand.

"Goudan?"

A cry made the young man tremble all over, dropped his purse and ran away.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, his expression changed drastically.

Because no matter how he ran, his body remained frozen in place, with only his legs beating like wheels, as if he was stuck in a world bug.

"Immortal, have mercy on me! Immortal, have mercy on me!"

Seeing that he couldn't run away, the young man turned around and knelt on the ground with a bang, kowtowing desperately.

However, he didn't knock twice before he was held up by an inexplicable force and couldn't move.

"Sure enough, he is a dog. Where is your father?" Mo Chuan felt a little bad when he saw his face.

Who is this child?

It was the beggar father and son whom Mo Chuan met in Fenghe County.

——At that time, Goudan’s father tried his best to promote Goudan, trying to get him to join Mo Chuan’s sect.

"My father...is dead."

Goudan said a little numbly. As he spoke, he finally flinched and raised his head to look at Mo Chuan. After a moment of confusion, he immediately recognized it.

"Dead? How did you die?"

"There was a flood in Huitong Temple a while ago. My father went to catch fish, fell and died." Goudan stammered.

Mo Chuan's scalp felt numb.

Damn it!

No wonder there are so many Taoist sects that can’t escape the world. How can we get into this rolling mortal world? Why is there cause and effect everywhere?

If he practices Buddhism well, he can also arrange for him to have a debt from his previous life and repay it in his future life.

Taoism does not talk about the afterlife, it only cultivates this life!

Is it possible to follow the path of forgetting love?

The "Tao De Zhen Jing Guang Sheng Yi" actually said: Forget about emotions and desires, be gentle and gentle in your arms, make your soul relaxed, the spirit dwells in the heart, and the body is preserved!

But if we really follow this path, are we still considered human beings?

Mo Chuan cursed in his heart, but asked softly: "Where do you live now? Do you still have family?"

Goudan said: "I, I live in a city cave, and I am the only one left in the family."

Mo Chuan was silent for a while and said: "Pin Dao's temple still lacks a temple sweeper, are you willing to..."

Before he finished speaking, a cry of surprise came.

"Mage, that's him! He's the one who robbed my money."

Following the sound, I saw an old woman not far from the street, holding her waist and pointing here pantingly.

Beside her stood a barefoot monk in gray clothes.

When Goudan saw this, he was so horrified that he subconsciously ran away.

However, when he saw Mo Chuan out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly stopped his desire to escape.

"Amitabha!"

The barefoot monk in gray clothes approached, clasped his hands and read out the Buddha's name, and at the same time nodded slightly to Mo Chuan.

Mo Chuan also bowed silently in return.

"Don't arrest me. I'll return the things to you. Not a penny is missing. Really..."

Seeing this, Goudan quickly picked up his purse and handed it to the barefoot monk, but was snatched away by the woman next to him, who nervously counted his belongings.

Seeing that no property was lost, I was relieved.

"Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master! The little girl has something to do at home, so I'll leave first."

After the woman counted her belongings, she looked like she didn't want to cause trouble, made an excuse, and left in a hurry.

Seeing this, Mo Chuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

If a woman keeps pestering her, it's a stupid thing and it's really hard to deal with.

"Little donor, why are you robbing property on the street?"

The barefoot monk looked at Goudan and asked seriously.
To be continued...