The Recovery Of Terror: Signing In From Being A City God

Chapter 163: Land Fairness, City God's Blessing And Grace, Doctor Tree (Subscription Required)

Chang Tulin stood up slowly.

Looking at the village that became quiet because of the night, the people who discussed building the temple by the temple left, and they went to sleep.

There are only a few people in the village who have not slept yet. They are the ghost masters and guardians of the underworld that the Lord Chenghuang said. Except for them, everyone else fell asleep due to sleepiness.

Withdrawing his gaze, he leaned on a cane and walked towards the village.

bang bang

The cane was struck on the ground, and there was a crisp sound. This sound did not resound in the yang world, but belonged to the underworld, echoing in another world.

Chang Tulin stood in front of the descendant's house, looking at the closed courtyard door, with white funeral notes swaying in the night wind on both sides of the door frame.

He walked through the wooden door on crutches.

as he moves.

The sound of the crutches hitting the ground was like ripples of water. The sleeping people at home heard the sound, and they fell asleep even more deeply. The dog guarding the yard saw a figure passing through the door, with wide-eyed eyes and fury fur all over, opening its mouth to bark. But in the middle of the journey, I heard the knocking sound, the dog's eyelids trembled, and with a whimper, it fell asleep on the ground.

Chang Tulin didn't care about the dog's situation, he went straight to the coffin placed in the main hall of the house.

Qiu Rou lay prone on the wooden board where her daughter's body was lying.

"Dou Miao." There were still tears in the corners of her eyes, and she whispered her daughter's baby name from time to time, with a crying voice.

Qiu Rou didn't notice that there was a short, white-bearded old man in the house. She didn't, and neither did her husband. At this moment, the picture of her missing and dreaming about her daughter disappeared.

"don't want!"

The picture was shattered, replaced by darkness, Qiu Rou watched anxiously as the picture of her daughter disappeared.

She wanted to wake up from the dream at this moment, but she didn't.

It was dark all around.

Qiu Rou looked at this dark and boundless place with a frightened expression, "What kind of place is this?"

Suddenly, as soon as her voice fell, the darkness suddenly changed, and the darkness disappeared, replaced by a dark yellow warm area.

"My descendants..."

An old voice sounded, Qiu Rou suddenly turned around and looked behind, the voice came from behind.

It can be seen in the eyes that there is an old and short white-bearded old man standing there. He is leaning on a cane that smells like green grass. He is wearing an ancient robe and a broad robe. He looks very kind.

The old man's eyes are kind, and the old eyes have crystal brilliance, which is a kind of comfort and a kind of pity.

"You are?"

Qiu Rou was taken aback. Just now the old man said about my offspring? What does it mean?

She had doubts, especially when she looked at the eyes of the old man, the doubts in her heart became deeper.

"My name is Chang Tulin, and I am your ancestor." Chang Tulin said, and he raised his hand and waved his words. A light appeared beside him, and there was a picture in the light. It was the Earth Temple outside the village at night.

"This is my temple.

He explained with a smile.

Qiu Rou's eyes widened, and her whole mind was a little dazed. She knew about that small temple. Ten days ago, her daughter had a fever. She even brought some small pastries and biscuits to worship in that temple, praying for her daughter to get well soon. That's what they often worship in the village. Temple, Tian Di Gong.

...is he a land lord? Also my ancestor?

"Son, don't be sad because of your daughter's death. She can still be saved and alive." Chang Tulin's voice sounded again. He didn't say anything about his identity, and some of them were softly said for the purpose of dreaming in the future.

"The bean sprouts can still be saved? Are they still alive?"

Originally, Qiu Rou was still thinking about Chang Tulin's words, but when she heard these words, she put her thoughts to the back of her mind and spoke out excitedly.

Her expression was agitated, as well as unconcealable sadness. In her dream, she remembered the death of her daughter, tears fell down, and she began to cry again.

But it's different from daytime.

Qiu Rou wept sadly, but her attention was not on crying, but on the little old man with white beard in front of her.

"You remember what I said next, remember, you can't tell anyone what I said, you can tell your husband, but no one else.

Chang Tulin made a sound.

His lips moved slightly, and an old and gentle voice came out, "My poor descendant, she will not die, she was killed by a ghost, but there is still a chance of life, she is staying in your stomach now, you and your The husband can give birth to another child. This child is not a newborn child, but your child. She will be born with memories, and she will be older than others with memories.

Listening to the old man's voice, Qiu Rou's body trembled.

Is this true, is this true... She kept murmuring these words in her mind, and she couldn't stop crying, but this time she was crying with joy, not sorrow.

"is this real?"

Qiu Rou spoke, and she tremblingly asked.

but.

Before she finished speaking, the figure of the old man was slowly disappearing, and the surrounding scene was blurred, as if everything was a 'dream!

Suddenly, the disappearing figure of the old man spoke again, "Remember what I said, and you can't tell anyone. This is the blessing of my descendants. She has the memory of six years old. She is a different child, and all of this... .”

He disappeared, and so did the surrounding scene.

There was only one sentence, "These are the blessings of Lord Chenghuang, Lord Yongru Bo Chenghuang."

Qiu Rou's body shook.

what?

"Ah!" She was startled suddenly.

At this moment, the dazzling light shines into the eyes, the sky is already bright, and the night has passed unknowingly, and the branches that have lost their leaves in the winter outside come into view, and the edges of the branches reflect the halo of morning light.

"It's dawn." Qiu Rou's eyes still had running water, which were tears of joy in a dream. In reality, she was also crying happily in her sleep.

Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, he looked at his daughter lying in front of him again.

Qiu Rou's heart trembled.

"Qiu Rou."

Her husband's voice sounded, and he came, the expression on his face was different from yesterday's sluggish absence.

Looking at her husband's face, Qiu Rou didn't pay attention, she thought about the dream she had last night, and whispered, "A Li, I had a dream last night."

"I also had a dream last night."

As soon as Qiu Rou's voice came out, her husband immediately said this sentence.

The two were stunned.

At this moment, they raised their heads and looked at each other.

Cang City, City God Temple.

rustle

There was movement in the grass in the yard, and a kitten with black and white hair ran out.

An Yuyuan was standing in front of the grass with a smile. He squatted down and had some fish in his hands.

Meow~

The kitten leaned forward and sniffed. It seemed to be curious, but at the same time it seemed to be afraid. After sniffing, it took two steps back and let out a cry.

"It's not the fish in the small pond, it's not your neighbor, so eat it at ease." Seeing the kitten's behavior, An Yuyuan couldn't help but chuckled amusedly, and stretched out his hand to pass the fish over.

meow meow~

The kitten seemed to understand An Yuyuan's words, it leaned forward to lick the fish again, and then began to eat.

It eats up the fish, meows and rubs against An Yuyuan's hand, as if thanking An Yuyuan.

see.

An Yuyuan smiled.

He stroked the kitten's hair, looked at the courtyard, and then looked outside the courtyard.

There are two or three children wearing western ghost masks, vampire and werewolf masks gesticulating in the air, as if discussing swords in Huashan, and outside there are some new candies displayed by the owner of the grocery store, as well as masks hanging on the wall .

"Halloween." An Yuyuan murmured.

With a smile on his face, he looked at the former store owner of the grocery store on the street opposite the temple.

Tomorrow is Halloween. This foreigner's festival is not very important in the eyes of adults in Mulou Village, but it has a little fame among children. This is because many developed areas will launch some activities during these festivals, such as There will be some Halloween promotions in the mall to promote sales. Halloween is a children's festival, and there are business opportunities.

The owner of the grocery store on the street opposite the temple is old-fashioned. He wants to follow the fashion and also intends to make a wave of money. There is a saying in modern times that children's money is the best money. The boss knows this truth.

"Halloween, what's so good about this foreign festival."

Old Li cursed from not far away.

He had just finished the video with his little grandson, and after hanging up, he uttered such a sentence, with a look of anger on his face.

"Okay, okay, you can bring your grandson to play next time, it's okay to spend a Halloween." Sun Hai couldn't laugh or cry, Lao Li wanted to bring his grandson here to play, but his daughter told Lao Li that the parents of the child's class organized A small event, Halloween for children to go to a party, to participate in any Halloween children's activities.

Such a situation ruined Lao Li's plan to bring his little grandson here to play.

"What is nothing? Foreigners' festivals. Why do we Longguo people celebrate them? Let me count our festivals for you, Dragon Boat Festival, Lantern Festival, Double Ninth Festival..."

"Okay, okay, we have a lot of festivals."

Sun Hai was helpless, Lao Li's quick mouth didn't look like an old man, he rattled like a machine gun, "It's useless if you say we have too many festivals, in fact, as long as the children are happy, your grandson is on vacation next week, so you can just bring them here , because of the matter of the minister."

"Nonsense, I'm angry because I originally planned to ruin it, but I'm even more angry about celebrating a foreign festival, a fart foreign festival, what Xiaodou said, it smells, it smells... oh, oh, yes, yes Isn’t it fragrant? Isn’t our own festival fragrant? We must go to foreigners’ festivals, and our own festivals are extensive and profound.

Lao Li started to output again, and Sun Hai kept shaking his head.

0 looking for flowers......

He's used to it. Old Li is a typical angry youth in his generation. It's been decades and he can't change it.

"Aren't you angry?"

"What am I mad about?"

Lao Li rolled his eyes on the spot when he heard this, "You like metaphysics so much, this kind of foreign festival is against us, why aren't you angry, aren't you afraid that things from our ancestors will be forgotten?"

"It won't be forgotten. If it can be passed down to this day, if it can be preserved, it means it won't. As for foreign festivals, I don't care much."

Sun Hai waved his hand, "You don't even think about it, are the things of our ancestors taken away casually? I don't care about foreigners' holidays, as long as I can be myself."

He and Lao Li are good friends, but on this point he and Lao Li have somewhat different ideas.

"Here they come."

Sun Hai looked at a car that stopped at the entrance of the temple, and five people got out of the car, "Let's go, don't talk, let's go pick them up."

He said and pulled Lao Li to walk over there.

An Yuyuan listened to the whole conversation between Sun Hai and Lao Li, and he looked at the five people who walked in from the gate of the temple. One of the five people was middle-aged and elderly, and the other four were younger.

Around 20-30, they walked in with a small box in their hands.

...Who are these people?

He didn't remember that Lao Li and Sun Hai knew these people, nor did they remember who they said they would invite.

"Didn't contact you in the temple? Did you contact me at home? Or did I not notice?" An Yuyuan happened to be free to feed the cat, and inferred that he was not in the temple all the time, paying attention to the movement in the temple, and he didn't pay attention to it all the time. Lao Li and Sun Hai only occasionally listen to their gossip.

..........0...

And don't talk about things outside the temple, there are some things in the temple, he is not there, and sometimes he doesn't know what happened, unless something happens, he won't respond to normal things, and he won't care about them .

there.

"Are you Doctor Zhang?" Sun Hai walked over.

He smiled and stretched out his hand to shake hands with the other party. Seeing this scene, the middle-aged and elderly man quickly reached out his hand and reached out first.

The person in front of him was older than him, how could it be possible for him to reach out his hand first?

"Are you Mr. Sun or Mr. Li?"

Zhang Jizong was puzzled.

When he came, someone reminded him that there are two old people in the temple fair who are mainly in charge. Generally, the old people in the temple fair at this time are the two of them.

"I'm Sun Hai, and he's Li Yingcai." Sun Hai introduced himself with a smile.

"You are Mr. Sun Hai who was on the phone with me."

Zhang Jizong hurriedly shook hands to express his solemnity. He looked at the trees around the courtyard, and finally at a banyan tree that was much higher than the wall on the right side of the courtyard, "Is that the sick tree?

He is an expert on trees, and he also specializes in treating diseases of trees, which is why he is called Doctor Zhang by Sun Hai. He came here because Hong Botian asked him to come here. Specifically, it seems that Sun Hai and Lao Li were looking for a doctor to treat tree diseases, and then Hong Botian and another rich man named Ji found out. Hong Botian knew him, so he called him come and see.

"Yes, this way, I'll take Dr. Zhang to have a look."

Sun Hai smiled. He first shook hands with the others behind Zhang Jizong, and Lao Li also stood up and shook hands politely with them before leading the way.

"There are many pilgrims in the temple."

Zhang Jizong followed Sun Hai to the big banyan tree, and saw that some pilgrims had already entered the temple to burn incense and worship gods in the morning, he was very surprised, he was from a northern city, not a local, he found this when he came to Mulou Village The economy of the place where the village is located is not very good, and it is located in the outskirts of the eastern district of the city. There should not be many people in such a place, and there are fewer natural people in the temple here.

But the fact was quite the opposite, which surprised him.

"Our Mulou Village Town God's Temple is very famous and very effective. Dr. Zhang is from the north, right? You come here, and you must pay homage to the City God and ask for a talisman before you go back.

Old Li laughed.

"Okay, I'll ask for a talisman, and the two old gentlemen will guide me when the time comes." Doctor Zhang is a gentle and tactful person, said with a smile.

"That's for sure." Sun Hai said, "It's this banyan tree. Doctor Zhang, see if it can be cured."

Zhang Jizong nodded.

The banyan tree in front of me is very tall, more than ten meters high, and the tree is thick, like a burly giant.

This banyan tree has a history of at least a hundred or twenty years, and three people cannot surround it. Looking at its dense branches and branches, one can imagine that if it is not in winter, but in spring and summer, it must be luxuriant.

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