"Excuse me, borrow your treasure land!" Ding Lin, who was dressed in a cool robe, came to a dilapidated City God Temple in Hangzhou and saluted to the City God statue. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although he knew that it was impossible for a city god to work here in this kind of broken temple, the etiquette should not be lost, and if the city god came one day in the future, he would have something to say.

Ding Lin silently recited a few spells, used a dust removal spell to clean up the dust and the like in the City God Temple, and then used a spell to dot the City God Temple.

There is an identity of a Taoist priest, Ding Lin went to the government and successfully obtained the title deed and documents, of course, whether special means were used during this period, only Ding Lin himself knows.

Ding Lin spent money to hire craftsmen to repair the City God Temple, and the gods that should have been filled in were filled, and this was the beginning of welcoming guests.

Speaking of the City God Temple, every city has it, and there is only one, this City God Temple in Hangzhou City is abandoned for some reason, which gave Ding Lin a chance.

Ding Lin didn't buy this City God Temple for no reason, but after careful consideration, his task is very simple, one is to let Xu Xian marry Bai Suzhen, and the other is to help Bai Suzhen become an immortal, and the simple understanding is to break up Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian.

In this year, people are still relatively superstitious and are very willing to believe in fate, so Ding Lin set a table here to be a Taoist priest and become famous, which is bound to attract Xu Xian's sister over, and then help Xu Xian guide the marriage.

Ding Lin still has some experience in running the City God Temple, and he put a merit box at the door, and then put incense and candles on the desk, and he does not mark the price. After understanding the purpose of the merit box, the people will throw money into it.

Of course, this is a matter for the future, it is just the beginning now, the people have no experience in this area, and Ding Lin has to explain from time to time, but as time goes by, people will get used to it.

"Little master, I want you to help me untie this sign, do you think it's convenient?" An eldest lady walked up to Ding Lin's small table with a spirit stick in both hands and said.

"What's inconvenient, isn't Poor Dao here just to help you donors unsign, but this little master can't afford it, Poor Dao has been practicing for more than 100 years, haha......" After speaking, Ding Lin deliberately laughed out loud a few times.

"Is this true? is still like this at the age of 100, isn't this a fairy? The eldest lady was taken aback, and even the pilgrims who came in to offer incense stopped one after another.

Of course, this is the effect that Ding Lin wants, deliberately saying that he is more than 100 years old, in order to leave people with the impression of a living immortal, so as to attract more people to come over and make a name for himself.

"The little Taoist can't be a liar, right?" A pilgrim approached and questioned.

"The monks don't speak, they have practiced the poor path for more than 100 years, and now they are walking in the world, accumulating good karma, and when their merits are complete, they can become immortals!" Ding Lin said with a yearning expression.

"Immortals, please help me unsign!" The lady hurriedly handed over the sign excitedly.

"Wang Yizhi returns to his hometown!" Ding Lin took the spirit sign and saw that it was a sign.

"A lonely sail is thousands of miles away, and the orchestra is hoarse and stops; Like clouds, friends talk about the wind and moon, and talk about the joy of love. Ding Lin pretended to shake his head and read a poem, which was all a poem corresponding to the hexagram to fool people.

In this year, the people are generally illiterate, and they don't know each other after asking for a sign, so the dishes are let the temple Zhu, Taoist priests and even monks come to unsign, and Ding Lin also understands this, so he still has to show a little real ability after pretending to be forced.

"But the donor has a family traveling far away?" Ding Lin asked.

"yes, how did the gods know?" The eldest lady was shocked, feeling that Ding Lin had real skills.

"The so-called hexagram is born from the heart, and this spiritual sign is also blessed to the heart, so these are written on the spiritual sign!" Ding Lin explained with a smile.

"I think the donor must be worried about his family now, so he came to the City God Temple to ask the City God to bless the family to return safely, the donor doesn't have to worry, presumably the donor's family will be able to return home safely in the near future, I am afraid that it will be famous, and the poor road will congratulate the donor." Ding Lin said unhurriedly.

"Really? My son wants to be famous? Great, great, finally got out of it! The eldest lady jumped up happily.

"That, living immortals, really living immortals, this, how much sesame oil money should I give?" After the aunt was excited, she finally remembered something.

"Since the poor road is to enter the WTO and cultivate the fate, how can it be natural that the sesame oil money will not be charged, but if you feel that you don't want to go, you can put some merit money, and put it in that merit box, how much depends on your heart, and in the future, all this money will be used to repair bridges and roads except for the expenses of the City God Temple." Ding Lin pointed to the merit box and said.

"Immortals are really immortals, and they don't charge money for signing for others, they are really immortals." The eldest lady babbled and put the copper coin in the merit box before leaving.

"Dao Chief, help me untie the lottery too!" Seeing that Ding Lin's release was good, people came over to ask for the release.

"Donors, please line up, the poor road will try its best to untie the sign, but the poor road mana is limited, if there is no place, please also ask the donor Haihan!" Ding Lin said.

At this time, the people were still relatively simple, and when they heard Ding Lin's words, they also began to line up in a chaotic manner, and there were not many people in the flood, and a dozen or so people finished signing in a while.

In a month's time, Ding Lin's reputation has resounded throughout the city of Hangzhou, even the neighboring states and counties also know that there is a living immortal in Hangzhou who has lived for more than 100 years, and the fortune tellers are extremely accurate and do not charge money, so more and more people come to the City God Temple to incense and ask for signs.

"Immortal master, please give me something to eat!" In the evening, a little beggar came to the temple and begged Ding Lin.

"Why did you come to the City God Temple to find food?" Ding Lin asked curiously.

"I heard that there is a living immortal in the temple, and I heard that the living immortal is kind by nature, I think I will definitely reward me with a bite to eat." The little beggar said.

"It's a smart child, I think you and I are also in love, how about being my apprentice?" Ding Lin said.

"Do you have anything to eat as an apprentice?" The little beggar said pitifully.

"I've got enough to eat." Ding Lin laughed and said, he was amused by the little beggar.

"Then I'm willing to be your apprentice, but can you give me a steamed bun?" The little beggar said.

"You come in with me." Ding Lin walked into the back hall of the City God Temple, where Ding Lin stored his things.

took two steamed buns and a chicken leg and handed them to the little beggar, the little beggar was so happy that he didn't even have time to thank him, and directly began to eat with his life.