"This place is used by the Nestorian missionary?"

…… didn't go far, sat down in the first teahouse he encountered, Zhang Yuankong asked kindly.

Although he only walked a few hundred steps, in these hundreds of steps, Zhang Yuankong had already introspected himself and adjusted his mood, and at the same time, Zhang Yuanhe also anxiously communicated with him with his eyes.

(This person...... It's really special. ）

I felt a little awkward when we first met, but at this time, Zhang Yuankong finally saw clearly: as Zhang Dian once hinted, although Zhang Dian was polite to them, he did not have the nervousness and even awe of other grassroots Taoists when they saw their brothers...... Not only that, but even if it is for the entire Longhu Mountain, I'm afraid he doesn't have any special respect. Zhang Yuankong even felt that if someone took out three times the amount of incense and asked him to change the courtyard, he would definitely take off this Taoist robe happily immediately and change into the outfit of any family.

（…… Maybe not so much, maybe one and a half times will be enough! ）

"Da Zhenren, you are thinking too much."

Looking at Zhang Yuankong with a smile, Zhang said barefoot that this was not the first day.

"There are a lot of people who come to see the play, but they are all greedy to see women. Everyone only cares about whether the banshee's breasts are big or not, whether the belly is white or not, who the hell cares who is the last to collect the demon? ”

Indeed, the three religions return together, and then God God runs out to save the scene and catch monsters, such a plot is very glaring, but ......

"Han Taishou doesn't care about anyone. The government doesn't care. So who's going to take care of this kind of nosy? ”

This is also where Zhang Yuankong felt strange just now, creating texts and stories to belittle and curse other sects, this method is actually not unfamiliar to the three Zhang brothers, since the first day of the Shi family's introduction to Great Xia, they have been doing such things, and correspondingly, Taoists have also concocted things like "Lao Tzu Hua Hu Jing". However, for a long time, Buddhism and Taoism will uphold a bottom line in such a secret war, that is: never challenge the status of Confucianism. And like in the drama just now, even Xiucai laughed and killed together, but he didn't attract the anger of the city soldiers?

"Ah, you say that......"

Shaking his head, Zhang looked barefoot at the sun outside the window, and said with a smile: "It's still early, or else, big real people, two real people...... How about the old man accompany a few people, and then go to see the play? ”

“…… Good. ”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

When the second play was finished, even Zhang Yuanhe's face was obviously difficult to look at.

"Only the true things of Confucianism are in front of us...... These guys are really soft! ”

The place to watch the second play was much more expensive than the previous one: Zhang Barefoot begged them for a hundred wen per person, and after entering, he had to pay an additional fee for each cup of tea. The actors and soundtrack are even better, and the writing of the drama is also exquisite and elegant.

The name of the play is "Zhitian Dao woodcutter repels foreign evils", it is said that somewhere in the mountains, there is a woodcutter, when he was collecting firewood, he saw a monk sitting together to discuss the law, first they debated with each other, each boasted that the power of the Buddha and the Taoist ancestors, and then attacked each other, I laughed at your door is full of monks who send children, I accuse you of the view is full of Taoist priests who raise turtles, and finally scuffle together, the woodcutter can't stand it, stand up, and shout loudly.

"You people, all born of your parents, but you don't take care of them, you all live in the king's land, but you don't pay taxes and serve, and you have the face to fight for what is good or bad? Don't bother me here! ”

After saying that, the woodcutter came with an axe to cut down the monk, so the monk turned into a drill beetle and fled into the ground, and the Taoist turned into a turtle and jumped into the water.

"The monk said that the Buddha is in the west sky, and the Tao said that Penglai lives in Haidong, but there are only real things about Confucianism, and there is no spring breeze in front of him."

After singing such an ending poem, the woodcutter sighed and thundered.

Unlike the previous play, from the beginning to the end, there is no singing related to Nestorianism or God. But the woodcutter always wore the same cross-shaped ritual weapon on his chest, and he was dressed up, and he could see that he was a Nestorian Christian.

"This poem is well written, isn't it? At the beginning, even Han Taishou boasted that it was well written! ”

According to Zhang Bajiao, the author of this poem is the head of Jingjiao in Wurong City today, Jingzong Aroben. After studying the Confucian classics for many years, he sighed: "Those who are different from China do not offer to Buddha, do not worship gods, do not worship corpses, and respect only one day." Outside the sky, the most respectful Confucian saint. So he wrote this poem. After it came out, it was very popular and was praised by Han Sha himself: "I don't mean to be far away, but I also understand the deep meaning." ”

"It's really ......"

The name of Aloben, the three brothers have an impression, as early as before they left Longhu Mountain, Zhang Dian solemnly informed them of the four names, saying that if things develop to the point where they have to be enemies head-on, then don't do anything, leave quickly.

"It's a good show."

Sighing, Zhang Yuankong thanked Zhang Barefoot, paid the previously agreed honorarium, and watched him count the money while holding the wine gourd and smiling.

"Tonight, let's have a good discussion."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Behind closed doors, a bitter disagreement ensued between the three brothers.

Zhang Yuankong wanted to leave and left immediately. In such a place full of evil gods and obscenities, but he couldn't do anything, he almost felt like he was infected with something unclean every time he breathed.

"It's been made clear, the Immortal Tree is just a hoax, or the kind that doesn't go into the stream."

Coming for the matter of the Immortal Tree, there is nothing to continue to investigate, Zhang Yuankong thinks that it is better to leave tomorrow, and not to stay in this city full of paganism and sin.

“…… But if I go back like this, I'm afraid that Master won't be able to explain. ”

Zhang Yuanhe calmly pointed out that no matter how much the Immortal Tree looked like a joke, when it was delivered by a high-grade official, it must not be just a joke.

"Or rather, we can't just take the word 'joke' back as an answer, in that case, we are the joke ourselves."

The two couldn't hold each other, and Zhang Yuanjin also expressed his attitude, and also hoped to stay for a while.

"But, the undead tree or something, I'm not interested."

Zhang Yuanjin reminded the two not to forget the death of Yuan Tianyan.

"The Taiping Three Rebellions have not been in the past few years, inside and outside the city, and hundreds of religions have stood side by side...... In such an environment, it is too easy to hide one more cult. ”

In line with the idea of "picking up the sun is better than hitting the sun", Zhang Yuanjin felt that since they had now crashed into this whirlpool, they had to clean up one or two after all.

"Eventful."

Agreeing with staying, but disagreeing with Zhang Yuanjin's idea, Zhang Yuanhe asked him, Taiping Dao can hide for so long without being discovered by the government, naturally they have their own way.

"You're new here, how are you going to find clues?"

With a smug smile, Zhang Yuanjin reminded that the clues were around.

"We still have that Ma Daokong by our side...... The Manichaeans hate him like that, I don't believe it, and the people of the Taiping Dao don't want to seek revenge on him! ”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

After that, there was no word for a night, and the three brothers thought about their own thoughts. When he got up the next morning, Zhang Yuanjin pulled up the horse and went out, the reason was to ask him to lead the way to see what kind of swords and swords there were and bring them back to Zhang Dian, which was also filial piety --- natural, Zhang Yuankong and Zhang Yuanhe knew that he was looking forward to being the same as the last time in Yunxiao Mountain, and more than a dozen people jumped out to find Ma Daokong for revenge. Zhang Yuanhe planned to go to the immortal tree to take a look, although it had been clearly said that it was a scam, but after all, he came from so far away, and he still had to see it with his own eyes before he was willing. In the end, only Zhang Yuankong and Carmen were left to sit in the inn, staring at each other with big eyes, and after a stalemate for a while, Carmen finally couldn't bear it anymore and slapped the table hard.

“…… I said, we talked about it from the beginning, even if you don't arrange for me to do things today, the money will have to be paid! ”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

After settling the wages she deserved today, Carmen's mood suddenly improved, humming an unknown song, taking out a small notebook from her body, and began to tick one by one.

"If you have a disease, you don't taste it, and use the money to pay tribute to the king. Raw chickens and ducks, pigs and sheep, please Sister God...... The wealth was ruined, and the patient died, saying that the king was angry...... Sending the king to flowing water, the sound of gongs and drums moved the sky, scared the villagers half to death, afraid that they would be taken on the boat by the prince! ”

"I said, what are you singing about?"

"Huh? This is the song of the king! ”

"Wang Ye Song?"

The so-called "Wang Ye Song" and "Wang Ye Temple" turned out to be one of the most prosperous palaces in the local incense Fumei Palace, and when Zhang Yuankong entered the city yesterday, he also passed by its door.

"What about the Wangye Temple, it is for Xiao Wangye, plus other princes who are sacrificed, there are a total of twenty-seven princes, and the incense is very good."

Looking at Carmen up and down, Zhang Yuankong still felt extremely awkward, no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't imagine what it would be like for a blonde and blue-eyed Yiren to huddle in a group of Daxia women to pray for blessings and wishes.

"You really don't understand...... There are many guests who worship the prince, especially those from the Heavenly Sect, who like it the most! ”

"Huh? Heavenly Sect? Can they worship other gods? ”

I remember reading in the information that many places in the Tianfang Sect are similar to the Nestorian Sect, disrespecting foreign objects, similar to the "Lord God", it should be an evil god for them.

"It's very simple, find an explanation from the sect, and say that all the princes are the great prophets in the sect."

"Why is that?"

Finally got interested, and Zhang Yuankong, who had already stood up, sat down again.

"Tell me about it...... Don't look at it like that, your wages are indispensable! ”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

It was easy to figure out that the biggest difference between Phu Mei Palace and other temples was that it could lend money to believers.

"Actually, at first, I was just asking for good luck."

In the past, every time on the birthday of Lord Xiao, believers would come to the gods to pray, and borrow money from the king--- usually a few cents, bring them back to worship, and come back the next year to return to the gods. As a result, after this feature was discovered by the followers of the Celestial Sect, a new space for use was developed.

"You know, Tianfang Sect, they are very good at that, I believe that you can't charge interest on borrowing money."

It is obviously a great torture to think that interest is an evil and to condemn it in the name of God, and that as "believers" they are not allowed to lend, but can be used as "merchants".

So what...... Someone has found a way. ”

The high-ranking priest explained that the prince in Phu My Palace was also a prophet of the religion, and that devout believers could go and express their faith to them. And then...... Everything is very logical.

"If someone wants to borrow money, they have to go and put incense on the prince first, saying that I worship the prince very much, and then you can go to the statue of the prince and get the money, as long as you don't forget to put the money back in front of the statue with interest on time."

"And then, the money?"

"Ah...... It's no longer money, it's God's pleasure. ”

In short, in this way, those people finally found a way to stop the conflict between the two identities of "believer" and "businessman". And the influx of a large amount of incense and the considerable tap in the middle also made the palace more and more prosperous.

"But that's ......"

Not at all funny, Zhang Yuankong only felt angry, or at least ridiculous.

"What kind of believer is such a person? They've completely forsaken God, haven't they? ”

"If you say it doesn't count, it doesn't count?"

Squinting at Zhang Yuankong, Carmen sneered: "From the Pope down, the priests at each level, everyone says that they are the best believers, and then you say it doesn't count?" ”

"Who are you? Excuse me? ”

"I ...... I paid to hire you! ”