Zhang Cheng got off the bus, drove to Bentley, drove in front to lead the way, and slowly drove in the direction of Sanyuanguan.

Today happens to be the eighteenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, and in Taoist terms, it is the birthday of the Queen Mother and the day when Wei Chuyuan Zhenren ascended to immortality.

Therefore, many believers choose to go to Sanyuan Temple today to pray for incense, and most of the parking lots outside the mountain gate are parked.

Zhang Cheng and the bus each found a place to stop, because Sanyuanguan is also a tourist attraction, and there are often buses of tour groups coming over, so it does not attract attention.

Zhang Cheng got out of the car, stood outside the mountain gate and looked inside, and found that the long stone steps were crowded with people, everyone was holding incense and candles in their hands, panting and climbing to the main hall.

Wang Dafu tugged at his sleeve, and said angrily, "How is it? Would you like to go inside? ”

Zhang Cheng was stunned for a moment, "Didn't you just ask me not to die yesterday?" ”

Wang Dafu smiled, "Today's situation is different, there are so many pilgrims, those who really have the ability to go to the back mountain to hide and clean, and the people in the front mountain are all knowledgeable and Taoist children, it is not so easy to recognize you, as long as you don't run to admit it yourself, there will be nothing." ”

Zhang Cheng thought about it, took out a pair of toad glasses from the car and put them on his nose.

"That's okay, I just want to experience how powerful the Taoist Mountain Gate is, but if I am recognized, I am afraid that I will hurt the innocent if I move it."

"Don't worry." Wang Dafu said with a smile: "Those old bull noses will never dare to do it in front of everyone, ordinary people in the magic world think it is mysterious, but the real high-level knows it." In the past, when I was still in Maoshan, the Religious Affairs Bureau had to organize a meeting every month, and repeatedly ordered that it was absolutely impossible to cast spells in front of ordinary people, so as not to cause social panic. ”

And this kind of statement?

Zhang Cheng scratched his head, it seems that the party really leads everything, even if it is a mage.

The people on the bus came down one after another, Wang Dafu waved his hand at them, and everyone scattered in all directions, mixed in the bustling pilgrims.

Wang Dafu bought two handfuls of incense from the vendor at the door, gave one to Zhang Cheng, and then stepped into the mountain gate.

As soon as he walked into the mountain gate, Zhang Cheng felt that his body sank, and his footsteps paused, as if a strong man was suddenly pressed on his shoulders.

On both sides of the mountain gate, there was a Zhike, who kept slapping at the pilgrims who entered the door, chanting "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable".

Zhang Cheng's abnormal performance did not arouse the suspicion of Zhike, but because of the clothes on his body, the two of them thought that a high roller had come, and deliberately smiled at him, and made a gesture of invitation towards the stone steps.

Zhang Cheng nodded, walked up the stone steps, and looked at the hall in the distance, feeling very strange in his heart.

If this was before, he would never have imagined that he would one day step into the Taoist temple and run to incense Sanqing! Isn't this a mouse giving a gift to a cat......

The closer he got to the main hall, the stronger the sense of coercion on Zhang Cheng's body.

When there were more than a hundred stone steps left from the main hall, Zhang Cheng felt like he was carrying a mountain on his back, and the corpse qi on his body was pressed back into the dantian, fortunately, the yang qi was not affected, otherwise he might have to show up.

He couldn't help but feel a little shocked in his heart, his current state, he couldn't even use the body of an iron corpse, if he was besieged at this time, he would definitely be more than lucky.

After stepping through the last step and standing at the door of the main hall, Zhang Cheng stiffly raised his head and glanced inside, only to see three huge shrines, sitting cross-legged with three statues of gods six or seven meters high, with long beards, a peaceful face, his left hand pinched out a law seal, his eyelids slightly closed, looking down on all beings.

These three statues are naturally the three Qing ancestors of Taoism, that is, the Yuqing Holy Realm Yuan Shi Tianzun, the Shangqing Realm Lingbao Tianzun, and the Taiqing Realm Taishang Laojun Daode Tianzun.

These three bigwigs are the three supreme gods of Daomen, and the Jade Emperor is a head shorter, just like Sakyamuni, they are all the leaders in the unit.

Zhang Cheng just glanced at it, and felt a stinging pain in his eyes, and quickly looked away.

"Don't look around, be careful of being spotted." Wang Dafu pulled him aside and whispered, "Let's just wait here." ”

Zhang Cheng nodded, lowered his eyelids and no longer looked at the three statues, but looked at the other situations in the hall.

I have to say that the Sanyuan Temple is worthy of being the first Taoist temple in Jiangcheng, the whole hall is more than 20 meters high, 500 square meters in size, even if there are three huge statues of gods, it still seems very spacious.

The bluestone floor of the main hall is very clean, and the light can be seen, and seven or eight Taoist priests wearing black robes perform their duties, some are responsible for maintaining order, some are responsible for guiding pilgrims to incense, some are responsible for signing cages, and some are responsible for unsigning, and they are very busy.

At this moment, a young man walked into the main hall, and a pair of eyes glanced around unscrupulously.

The Taoist priest in charge of knowing the guest looked him up and down, frowning slightly, but he still greeted him, and asked him if he came to the incense to petition or ask for a sign for divination.

The young man glanced at him and said with a grin: "Please sign it." ”

Zhike nodded, led him to the sign on the left side of the hall, and asked him to shake out a bamboo stick.

The person in charge of unsigning was an old man in his forties, and there was already a long queue in front of the table, but this young man just raised his feet and cut directly in front.

"Oops...... What are you doing! Can you have some quality! ”

"Why don't you line up, we've been waiting for a long time."

"If you have to cut the queue to unsign, you are not afraid of the gods to blame!"

When the people behind saw it, they immediately shouted, the young man snorted, turned his head and glanced at them, his eyes were fierce, and the protest suddenly lowered, and the people who shouted didn't want to cause trouble, so they all shrunk their necks and stopped talking.

Soon, the first young man sat down at the table and casually threw the bamboo skewer to Lao Dao.

Lao Dao picked up the bamboo stick, raised his eyes and glanced at the young man, and said with some dissatisfaction: "What do you want to ask?" ”

"I would like to ask the numbers for the next draw of the two-color ball." The young man said seriously.

"Huh?" Lao Dao was stunned, and the bamboo sticks in his hand almost fell to the ground.

"What's wrong?" The young man plucked his nostrils, bounced a lump of unknown objects away, and said in a breathless voice: "Aren't your three-element views known as gods? It can't even be such a simple thing, right? ”

The corners of Lao Dao's mouth twitched, and he almost wanted to slap the young man in the face.

It's been more than ten years since Lao Tzu unsigned...... I've seen people who ask about career, study, marriage, and even infertility...... But it's the first time I've seen someone ask about two-color balls!

If I had this ability, I would still be a Mao Taoist! I've been going to the clubhouse to play with young models a long time ago!

Lao Dao snorted, his face was full of displeasure, and he decided that the kid in front of him must have come to make trouble.