In the blink of an eye, it was the middle of December.

At this time, the north wind was howling like a knife, and there were snowflakes floating in the sky, making the entire Qingshan Village clothed in a layer of silver, and it looked white.

As far as the eye can see, the whole world is icy and snowy.

It's snowing.

This is the first snow of the year, and it is a bit heavy.

In the pavilion of the large courtyard, boiling water is boiling and spraying, and the fragrance of tea is still permeating.

Feng Qingyan and Tang Haiyu were quietly drinking tea, discussing Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism from time to time, which made him gain a lot of knowledge. Although Tang Haiyu is a businessman, he usually likes to read, especially in recent years, he has been involved in Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, and has his own opinions.

Although Feng Qingyan is well-read, his age is there after all, and his perception of life is definitely not as good as Tang Haiyu. Moreover, Tang Haiyu is known as the silver fox in the business world, and is very terrifying in terms of business methods and sense of smell, and is a very good cow.

About half an hour later, Tang Haiyu also took his leave.

At this time, Feng Qingyan simply cleaned up and returned to the study to read.

It is now the twelfth day of December, and there is still one month and five days before Laba, which is the seventeenth day of the first month of the new calendar. However, the Youfang Hall has been in his hands for three or four months, and it was only about two months from the Land Temple to the Youfang Palace......

At this time, he was a little puzzled, why hadn't the Qingshan City God's Mansion appeared yet?

Feng Qingyan sat in front of the window of the study, quietly looking at the snowflakes outside and thinking, and then he came to the bathroom to take off his shirt, and looked at the blue fangs tattoo on his back through the mirror. However, there is no movement in this ghost picture, it seems that only a pair of cold eyes are looking down on the world coldly......

After a while, he put on his clothes.

Soon after, he drove slowly towards the county seat, and then came to the city god temple in the county seat.

In folklore, the city god is also known as the city god in some places, and is one of the important gods commonly worshiped in ancient religious culture. Most of them are played by famous ministers and heroes who have contributed to the local people, and they are the gods who protect the city in folk and Taoist beliefs. He is also the magistrate of the underworld, and his authority is equivalent to that of the mayor of the yang realm, so the city god is related to the city and develops with the development of the city. It is in charge of the living and the dead, rewarding the good and punishing the evil, life and death, blessings and misfortunes, and so on.

Although this city god temple in the county town looks a little dilapidated, the place is not small.

As far as the eye can see, the City God Temple sits in the north and faces south, and the main buildings have the mountain gate, the worship pavilion, the main hall, the health pool, the sleeping palace and so on. The buildings are covered with glazed tiles. The roll shed is out of the building, the eaves are out in all directions, the shape is exquisite, and the structure is compact.

However, at this time, the temple was very deserted, and there was not much incense.

At this time, Feng Qingyan walked in slowly, the gatehouse is seven or eight meters high, the mountain-style double-storey building, and the main ridge relief dragon is several. There are phoenixes flying up and down, there are lotus, lions in the left and right foil, very vivid; the two ends of the main hall are carved with the swallowing spine kissing beast, the two sides are carved with several rolling dragons, and decorated with phoenixes, peonies; the hall is engraved with "eight immortals crossing the sea" and the pine and cypress, figures, birds and beasts, the composition is harmonious and exquisite, lifelike......

After entering the gatehouse and passing the worship pavilion, it is the main hall.

In front of the main hall, there was an old man in his sixties and seventies who was quietly clearing the snow. The old man was a little thin, and his hair was gray. The temple was empty, with only a few young tourists scattered around, and it looked very deserted.

At this time. Feng Qingyan stopped in front of the main hall, stared at a memorial couplet on the pillar on the right side of the main hall to comfort the dead, and couldn't help but read it softly: "For goodness, because of the aftermath of the previous life, the disaster has been prospered!"

However, on the pillar on the left. But there was nothing.

"Hey, why is this memorial couplet missing the upper couplet?"

At this time, a girl who looked like a college student said in surprise, looking quite confused, "It looks like it feels a little weird." ”

"Why don't you make it up?"

A boy walked over and said puzzled.

Immediately afterward, several male and female students who looked like college students walked over.

These college students, all in their early twenties, seem to be tourists. There were five of them, two men and three women, with some curiosity and smiles on their faces, looking youthful and energetic.

Feng Qingyan looked at it for a while, then stared at the main hall for a while, and said thoughtfully: "It's not time yet. ”

"What do you mean?" the girl asked.

"When the time comes, you'll know. Feng Qingyan was silent for a moment and said.

"What is he talking about? What is not the right time?" said a boy in confusion, and then he looked at the pillar on the left, could it be that the City God Temple is too deserted, and the temple is too lazy to repair?

Feng Qingyan smiled indifferently, then walked into the main hall, then suddenly turned around, glanced at the five people, and said, "Do you want to know Shanglian?"

"Young man, do you know Shanglian?"

At this time, the old man who was clearing the snow came over and asked.

"Old man, this link is missing, why don't you make it up. The girl asked curiously.

"I can't make it up. The old man shook his head.

"What do you mean?" the five students were stunned.

Feng Qingyan was also a little puzzled when he heard it, and he didn't care what it meant to make up for it, but the old man didn't say anything at this time.

"Young man, do you know Shanglian?" the old man asked again.

At this time, the five students also looked at Feng Qingyan, as if they were quite curious and expectant.

Feng Qingyan smiled, and then read out: "For the evil not to be destroyed, the ancestors will have residual virtue, and all virtue will be destroyed;

After hearing this, the old man was slightly surprised, and said again and again: "Not bad, not bad." ”

The five of them couldn't help but be stunned when they heard this, and they didn't expect that Feng Qingyan would make up this sacrificial couplet in just a moment. In addition, the "previous life" in the sacrificial couplet was changed to "ancestor", the "cause" and "self" were changed to "must", and the upper couplet was added, which concisely revealed that good and evil will be rewarded in the end, but the inevitable law of coming early and late.

The five of them were stunned for a moment, and they quickly came back to their senses.

At this time, Feng Qingyan had already walked into the main hall and stared at the City God quietly.

At this time, his spirit was in a trance, and his thoughts drifted into the distance like an out-of-body soul. Then, knowing that I was thinking too much, I couldn't help but shake my head and stop thinking about it. His gaze took his eyes off the statue of the city god and landed on both sides of the main hall, carefully admiring the other bull ghosts and snake gods.

In folklore, the city god has civil and military judges, gods of various divisions, cattle and horse generals, day and night wandering gods, shackle generals and so on. Among them, the wingmen of the city god are the divisions, and the divisions are configured according to the temples, which are not the same, there are three divisions, six divisions and even to the twenty-four divisions or thirty-six divisions, and the names of each division are not the same, such as the head city city god temple is divided into six divisions: officials, households, rituals, soldiers, criminals, and workers......

…… (To be continued.) )