Chapter 857, God Dew
The boss replied, "Ninety-nine-eighty-one worship." ”
"Do you want money?"
"Of course not, but we will give sincere money, and it depends on us whether the money is more or less. ”
Wanzhongwang muttered, "After all, I still want money." ”
Chiichi asked, "Is there anyone worshipping the gods today?" ”
"Every day, you go out and walk straight along the avenue to see the temple. ”
After getting the boss's guidance, Zhiyi and the three of them walked towards the temple.
The temple is made of stone bricks, with red walls and black tiles, and the bottom is thick and high, with hundreds of steps, standing tall and upright, and it looks like a ladder from a distance.
The endless stream of people up and down the stairs is densely packed, like a flock of ants moving.
Zhiyi and the others looked closer, and the people who went up were carrying people on their backs and were struggling to climb the ladder.
Wan Zhongwang sighed, pointed to the side and said, "Isn't that Brother Hua Jin?"
Following the hand of all expectations, I saw Huajin.
Hua Jin kept thinking about what the people around him said, but everyone was indifferent when he didn't exist.
Zhiyi and the three of them squeezed to Hua Jin's side, Hua Jin was stunned, "Why are you here?"
"We heard that 10,000 people pray for blessings in Sichuan, so we came to see it. ”
There are many people around, and it is inconvenient to say the purpose of this trip, thinking that I will find an opportunity to explain it later.
"You've come just in time, help me persuade the people here not to be buried in water. ”
"Water burial?"
"If a person dies and dies naturally, this water burial is nothing, but if a person who has the plague is buried in water, his disease will lurk in the water, and it will infect other people, so I advise them not to be buried in water. ”
After hearing this, everyone wondered: "My God, what kind of place is this, the corpses of the plague are not cremated, it is too foolish." ”
Hua Jin: "You can't blame them, it's their customs that limit them. ”
Zhiyi: "Water burial is a custom in Sichuan, and it may not be so easy to get them to change. ”
Hua Jin: "I persuaded their priests, but he drove them out. ”
The priest of Kawachi was equal to the head of the clan, and if he persuaded people to be cremated, this would probably be possible, but he didn't believe Hua Jin's words at all.
"The people behind these people are sick with the plague?"
Hua Jin nodded, "I didn't believe in the gods, but the strange thing is that there are really people among them." ”
Zhiyi pondered for a moment, "Let's go, go up and have a look." ”
The four of them climbed the stairs together to reach the temple.
The open space in front of the temple was full of sick people, and their families knelt beside them, praying sincerely and with words in their mouths.
There is a statue in the temple, with a human head and a lion body, and in front of the statue sits an old man in a red robe, who is dark and thin, with a white beard on his chin, and is the priest of the river.
Suddenly he opened his eyes and pointed to a man on the ground, who was ecstatic, bowed nine times, carried the sick man into the temple, and came out a moment later with a smile on his face.
Knowing that he didn't know why, Hua Jin explained, "The gods gave the divine dew to save people, but the divine dew is scarce, and only a few people can be saved, and only those with pure souls are fortunate to get it." ”
"Does the dew work?"
"There are those who have taken the dew of God who have been cured. ”
This is unusual, Zhiyi wanted to enter the temple to see, but was pulled by Hua Jin, "Only men can enter the temple, women are not allowed to enter." ”
The priest suddenly got up, made a loose gesture and turned into the back hall, where the people in front of the temple kowtowed and carried the sick home.
"The gods only save one person a day, and the others can only come back tomorrow. ”
Zhiyi asked Hua Jin: "Do you believe that you can cure the plague by relying on Shenlu?"
"I don't believe it, but I can't explain that they are healed. ”
"Do you know anyone who has been cured?" ”