"Brother Hao, are you sure you can see God here?"

Wang Jinming frowned, and was always skeptical of Zhang Hao's statement that the legendary Yin God could be seen here.

For a while, because he often mixed with Zhang Hao, his wife was a little suspicious of his sexual orientation.

In order to prove that he is a straight person, Wang Jinming has handed over all the public grain before he and Zhang Hao came out this time.

Therefore, Wang Jinming at this time looked very sluggish.

Zhang Hao glanced at Wang Jinming, and just said lightly: "When the time comes, you will believe it." ”

Then, Zhang Hao ignored the people present, and just walked straight towards Uncle Zhang.

"Uncle, are you all ready?"

Uncle Zhang looked solemn and nodded: "All of them are ready, and all of them who can be invited are invited over." ”

Zhang Hao was very surprised by Uncle Zhang's understanding, this was what he wanted to do, but who knew that Uncle Zhang had done a good job.

Uncle Zhang was stunned when he saw Zhang Hao, thinking that Zhang Hao didn't understand, and explained: "The more people there are, maybe this Gongcao will really be able to come into the world."

This represents the voice of the people, the people's will, the people's wishes, and the people's ......"

Zhang Hao glanced at Uncle Zhang meaningfully, and then nodded his head.

Yes, that's a good point.

Well, just wait for midnight to come!

"Brother Hao, when will it start?"

Wang Jinming followed Zhang Hao and ran to the front of the City God Temple, staring at Zhang Huairen and the others, but his thighs completely revealed all his thoughts.

Something trembling.

As time passed, more and more people came, and these were some old people who came from outside, and they heard that the City God Temple here was raised to pray for blessings.

At such times, there will be a blessing event, which is really rare.

Zhang Huairen saw the person who came, his face was a little dark, but he couldn't see it through the gauze.

The people who came were all old people, and they were very old, and Zhang Huairen was a little afraid to act rashly now.

Not to mention anything else, just these old people, if they lose their breath at this time, then the black cauldron of this matter will be borne by themselves.

Who knows if you touch it lightly and it will cause an accident?

Lao Zhang, I heard that you are going to pray for blessings here?

Yes, Lao Zhang, I heard that you are going to pray here, so I came here.

Everyone who came greeted Uncle Zhang one after another, but Uncle Zhang's face was very solemn and declared, I am not praying for blessings, but asking God.

"Please God, I don't know if God will come down!"

A middle-aged man's tone was a little shh

"Uncle, you didn't come here just to watch this boring thing, did you?"

A girl who looks very young, with a very dissatisfied look on her face, complains that her uncle, who has always respected her, would actually believe that such a thing exists.

For girls, things like the City God Temple have long been isolated from their lives, and at this time, there are still people here to do what kind of ritual to invite the gods?

A bunch of old people are here, even if they coax people, their uncle doesn't know where to hear these rumors.

Come here to see these absurd rituals of inviting God.

"Girl, do you know that there is a god in this three-foot-high head?"

Zhang Hao paced, walked in front of the two, and said jokingly.

The girl seemed to be very disgusted by Zhang Hao's appearance.

It wasn't a good thing at first glance, he just smiled at Zhang Hao, turned his head, and didn't pay attention to Zhang Hao.

"Young man, I think you seem to be the one behind the ceremony. ”

The middle-aged man's eyes were very sharp, and he could see at a glance the expression of the City God's Temple Zhu and Zhang Hao when they were talking just now.

Actually, Miao Zhu's face had some hints of asking for advice.

Moreover, after Zhang Hao came, everyone seemed to have seen the central bone, and their confidence was a little stronger.

"Where, I'm just very interested in the traditions of Dongtu, and it's a pity that a city god temple here is demolished like this now.

At least I still have to keep some of the things of my ancestors......"

Zhang Hao said modestly.

"Hello, my name is Gu Weizhi. ”

Gu Weizhi saw Zhang Hao's understatement, and didn't seem to take the Zhang Group seriously.

Then he stretched out his hand towards Zhang Hao, and after Zhang Hao's hand touched lightly, he immediately let go: "Zhang Hao." ”

"Hey, my uncle has bowed down anyway, why don't you know how to be polite?"

The girl said to Zhang Hao dissatisfied.

Zhang Hao shook his head and smiled modestly: "It's not that I'm disrespectful to Mr. Gu, but Mr. Gu can't be courteous." ”

The etiquette of the Yin God is only for those who have great merits or superiors.

Mortals, who receive a bow from the god of yin, will die!!

"This is my niece, Gu Xin. Gu Weizhi didn't seem to take Zhang Hao's words to heart, changed the topic and introduced his niece.

Zhang Hao didn't say anything, this is a fact, he is dignified, there is no need to talk to the high-ranking official in front of him.

At least, from the temperament, it can be seen that it should be a person in the Dongtu Mansion.

"The background of the Zhang Group is very thick, Zhang Hao, I'll call you that, are you sure you can move it?"

Gu Weizhi glanced at Zhang Huairen's place, his tone was a little funny, but he didn't look at Zhang Hao.

Gu Weizhi came here just to miss the so-called blessing ceremony, not to mix here, there is no need for him.

There is no interest either.

After Zhang Hao heard it, he didn't say much, but just replied with two words: "It's okay." ”

At this moment, Gu Xin was even more dissatisfied.

His nose wrinkled: "Do you know who my uncle is? Why is he so rude?"

Perhaps, my uncle can solve the matter here with a word. ”

"Shin Shin!"

After Gu Weizhi heard Gu Xin's words, he glared at Gu Xin fiercely.

At this moment, Gu Xin stopped speaking directly, but his mouth puffed out, and he was huffing and puffing.

Zhang Hao felt a little funny, but it seemed that the two people in front of him were indeed not small.

But what does all this have to do with me?

As the time passed, the night grew darker and the temperature cooler.

However, the grounds of the City God Temple were still brightly lit, and everyone wrapped their bodies tightly, waiting for the ceremony to begin.

"Light the lamp!

Uncle Zhang solemnly led everyone to light up the oil lamps in the City God Temple, and gave incense to each incense burner.

Bursts of smoke gradually filled the temple, and it seemed that the incense was very vigorous.

Uncle Zhang felt a little comforted when he saw the people around him who came because of his admiration.

The City God Temple, which has been lonely, has also regained some popularity at this time, but it is also full of anxiety in the comfort.

If Gong Cao didn't come, the City God Temple would still have to be demolished.

There's really no way around it.

Uncle Zhang sighed, shook his head and didn't think about it, and then with the help of good men and women, he began to set up an altar.

The number of people around him still seems to be increasing, not only a few good men and women who came from afar, but also some surrounding residents who heard that Uncle Zhang was going to open the altar.

For these things, the people who eat melons are also indispensable.

What made Zhang Hao curious was that it seemed that Ye Qing had also emerged here.

But he didn't show up right away, and he hid somewhere.

At this time, Ye Qing hid in the crowd tremblingly, originally came to join in the fun, but who knew that as soon as he came in, he seemed to be locked.

This yin god stared at himself.

Ye Qing tried to explain his thoughts to the Yin God, and he didn't have any intention of violating it, just came here to have a look.

However, the Yin God ignored himself and still stared at himself tightly.

Zhang Hao received Ye Qing's words, and was very curious about how this messenger Yin God did it, it was rumored that the heir of Longhu Mountain was just a dou who couldn't be helped.

But now it seems, it doesn't seem that simple.

On the contrary, there is something terrible about the high road.

Zhang Hao thought so, and forgot to reply to Ye Qing for a while, so Ye Qing is not retreating now, nor is he moving forward.

I could only pull my head and stand in the crowd.

"I heard that there are really people here who will open the altar and complain to the gods?"

Some residents who came from not far away asked those good men and women, looking curious, "Is this true? I heard that there is going to be a demolition here for a long time, and the gods really care about this kind of thing?"

"Those who don't respect Lord Chenghuang will be punished," a good man and a woman said to everyone, believing that Uncle Zhang could invite the gods.

"It's all!"

Zhang Huairen said with a disdainful face.

"In this day and age, there are still people who believe in this kind of thing? You see, it's all a bunch of old people. Wait until these people are tired, bring some people, and move all these old people out.

And then blew up here. Don't let these old people lie to me. ”

"Yes, Mr. Zhang. ”

Hearing Zhang Huairen say this, his subordinates also responded one after another, and immediately hurriedly arranged.

However, at this time, the look of the worker standing behind the Zhang group was a little strange.

"My friend came here that night to demolish it, and then he got corpse spots, which is really a bit evil. ”

"It can't be really, right?"

The obedient man looked suspicious.

"This is the real thing, the boss has been holding back to say it!"

The person who spoke had a mysterious look on his face.

After saying this, the workers behind the Zhang Group also became a little panicked in an instant, and the price was not low for the Zhang Group.

But this is something that offends the gods......

As the crowd spoke, the night became very deep, and in the small square in front of the main hall, the candlelight was brilliant.

On the altar. A group of good men and women sat quietly around and began to recite the scriptures in low voices......

Uncle Zhang wore his brand-new Taoist robe and slowly ascended to the altar amid the sound of everyone chanting.

And at this time, everyone's eyes fell on him, as if they were expecting something.

Uncle Zhang was also in the eyes of everyone, slowly raised the dust whisk in his hand, and stepped forward!