Chen Jing frowned, and was about to ask what the origin of this Baling City City God was. The big red shrimp had already said quickly: "Baling City is the largest city within a thousand miles, with a population of more than 200,000 in the city, including five city god temples and four small city gods in the southeast and northwest, but they are all the descendants of Qin Chenghuang in this city. The gods of the entire Baling Realm must have broken their heads this time and wanted to go, hehe, or the river god, you are amazing, sitting at home, there will be an invitation delivered. ”

Why does this situation in Baling City need to be introduced by the big red shrimp, he settled down in Baling City when he was sixteen years old, and there was a good time for him in the past few years. Since leaving Baling City, it has been six years since he went to Qianluo Mountain, and now it is close to him, but he has not thought of going back to see it. Because his fond memories of Baling City had been broken six years ago.

He had seen the temple in the city before, but he had never entered it, let alone worshipped. At that time, he never imagined that the city god of Baling City would have such a great reputation.

Chen Jing pondered for a while, and suddenly asked, "What is the relationship between the Qin Protector of the Junling Land and the City God of Chu City. ”

The big red shrimp seemed to be a little unable to react to Chen Jing's jumping question, and said with a shake of the big red tongs: "The divine position of the Qin land is sealed in Chu City. ”

Listening to the words of the big red shrimp, Chen Jing did not change on the surface, but he was shocked in his heart and asked, "What if you don't go?" ”

The big red shrimp was shocked, stared at a pair of protruding big eyes and said eagerly: "Don't, River God, fifty years ago, there was a person who was sent an invitation and didn't go, and he was taken away from the god position three days later, and the divine soul was under Baling City, and he could not be reborn forever." ”

Chen Jing weighed himself for a moment, and then thought that the other party was the city god of a big city with a population of 200,000, and he had faith, and in the past three hundred years, his mana must have been unfathomable. He smiled and said, "Come with me to choose a birthday gift, and then you will go with me, and you will also see what kind of demeanor this god who has won 100,000 people." ”

The big red shrimp was overjoyed, and followed Chen Jing to pick a treasure among the things that the carp essence had collected before.

The moon and stars are scarce, and the river is sparkling. There are also some people on the river who are fishing at night, and the lights and moonlight reflect each other, reflecting in the river water, which is particularly peaceful. Two or three years have passed, and the fish in the embroidered spring bend have finally slowly regained their previous prosperity.

At that time, the river god of the Evil Dragon Gorge attacked, and the fish in the Xiuchun bend were almost dead, and the floating on the river surface was dense, and the people of the entire Nanyue Town came to catch the fish and go back to dry the fish.

The beautiful scenery of the good day is the time for the feast.

It is also strange to say that this big birthday day is on July 15, the Ghost Festival in the world, and Chen Jing received it on July 13.

Chen Jing was dressed in a green robe, with wide sleeves, floating in the wind, and a long sword hanging from his feet. The scabbard is made of a river staff, dark black, and is engraved with the words "Jinghe embroidered spring bend river god". The black hair is tied behind him, and his eyes seem to have a surging river at first glance, but they are clear and deep when he looks at it again. Sitting on a big red shrimp the size of a horse, looking up at the sky, the moon is rising. And Baling City is a hundred miles away, and it must be arrived when the moon is full and the sky is full.

The big red shrimp is stepping on a wave, following the waves to the shore, silently rising in the air, wrapped in a cloud of water vapor under his feet, like clouds and mist, flashing out of thin air, has arrived in front of the river temple.

The temple of the river god is brightly lit, the incense mist is shrouded, and there is a woman kneeling in front of the statue of the river god, her black hair hanging on the ground, and her waist is tightly bound by the clothes and belts. Listening attentively, what this woman was asking for was marriage, and Chen Jing couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

Looking at this scene, I can't help but think that I was chased and killed and fell into the Jing River, was swept here by the waves, and was caught by people with fishing nets, salvaged and placed in the river temple, the river temple I saw at that time was extremely dilapidated, and there were cobwebs everywhere. The offering table collapsed, the censer was gone, and the idol was broken. In the blink of an eye, after several lives and deaths, it was in exchange for the current prosperity of incense.

The candle flame in the temple flickered, and the woman turned her head to look outside the river temple, only to see the river sparkling and scaly, wave after wave. Xiu's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he bowed to the idol again.

A damp wind blew across the land and into the distance.

Passing by the river god ancestral hall, Chen Jing felt that the void spirit in the ancestral hall was not there, and after thinking about it, he felt that maybe he was also participating in the Chenghuang birthday.

After passing Cuiping Mountain, he said in his heart: "I don't know if this Cuiping Mountain God will go, I should go." ”

Chen Jing did not enter Junling Town when he passed through Junling Town, because there was a land temple in this town, and there was a land god in this town who was a friend or foe, and the town was the place where his belief was most prosperous, so how could he give him the opportunity to suppress it by taking advantage of the geographical advantage. As soon as he thought of Baling City, his heart sank again.

In any case, this Baling City must go.

Today, he is not afraid of Qin Hu, but the city god of Naba Ling City is his own family, and if he instigates the city god of Baling City to his disadvantage, it will be a very dangerous thing.

A ball of golden light crossed overhead, and he fled in the direction of Baling City.

I met a few mountain spirits walking together, driving the demon wind, causing a gust of wind and rain, and flying towards Chu City.

"It seems that within a radius of two hundred miles, the gods of the three mountains and five mountains are all gathering in Baling City, and I don't know if the immortal monks will go."

Hundreds of miles of land, under the mist of the big red shrimp, it will be there in a short time.

At this time, everywhere in the world is the time when the moon is full of frost, but the sky above Baling City is stormy, pitch black, and every household closes its windows. There is a city god temple in the center of the city, tall and majestic, the statue of the god in the temple is tall, dressed in a brocade robe, the python on the waist has a cloud pattern, the head wears a purple and gold crown, holds a jade slip, and the eyes reveal a majestic and domineering spirit.

There is incense in the temple, but it is unusually quiet.

It's just that in the black clouds and wind and rain in the sky, from time to time, people fly down, or ride clouds, or ride beasts, some of them are vicious, and some are fairy. There are also monsters with human body and beast heads, or gloomy ghosts. One by one, they landed in front of the City God Temple, and disappeared the moment they stepped into the temple, and the City God Temple still seemed to be quiet.

And Chen Jing sat on the big red shrimp, got into the dark clouds, and entered the City God Temple, and the scene in front of him changed. Looking up, there was a huge mansion in front of me, and the words "Chenghuang Mansion" were written on it.

On both sides of the gate of the mansion stood four fierce and vicious ghost pawns, all of them gloomy, dressed in pitch-black armor, with evil ghost patterns on the armor, with their mouths wide open, each holding a spear in their hands, majestic and majestic, and their eyes did not squint.

There is another person who looks like he is about fifty, wearing a black shirt, and his bearing is quite magnificent.

As soon as Chen Jing appeared, he greeted him. Chen Jing rolled over from the big red shrimp, handed over a black box in his hand, and smiled at the master: "Don't worry, there will naturally be a gift inside, please ask the name of the god." ”

Chen Jing smiled slightly and said, "Chen Jing, the river god of embroidered spring." He looked at his face again and found nothing unusual. I saw him smile and said happily: "Please inside." ”

When Chen Jing entered the City God's Mansion, he didn't hear any noise in his ears. It was the first time he had attended such a feast, and although he had doubts in his heart, his face was still calm. When he stepped on the door and entered, he heard the person at the door just now shouting: "Chen Jing, the god of the Xiuchun bend river, has come to congratulate him on his birthday!" ”

Entering the door, another person greeted him, dressed almost the same as the person outside, and one person wanted to take the big red shrimp aside, but found that there was no rope on the big red shrimp, Chen Jingyi will, patted the big red shrimp, and the big red shrimp reluctantly followed the person away.

The other party took the black box in Chen Jing's hand and asked, "I don't know what is in the Chen He God Box?" ”

Chen Jing was slightly stunned, didn't think he would ask this, but still smiled: "The thing in the box is a pearl of a thousand Chinese New Year's Eve." ”

The other party glanced at Chen Jing with a somewhat strange expression, but he didn't say anything more, leading Chen Jing straight to the mansion.

Climbing up the stairs, there was a pair of fierce ghost pawns standing on each step, with black armor and gloomy atmosphere.

The gate of the main hall is tall and pitch black, with a hideous ghost-headed steel ring, and if you look closely, it seems to have a moire charm inscription. As soon as he entered the door, the guide beside him shouted: "Embroider the spring bend river god Chen Jing, present the pearl of the Chinese New Year's Eve, and wish the city god a prosperous incense and a long life." ”

Chen Jing listened to the salutes of the people around him, but he was deeply shocked in his heart, only to see that this hall was spacious and tall, with twelve pitch-black stone pillars in two rows, at least ten zhang high, and one person could not embrace it. And there is a high platform directly above the hall, a person sits on it, magnificent, graceful and luxurious, with a gorgeous brocade robe, wearing a purple crown, just like the emperor of the underworld. There were two black dragons roaring with open teeth on the armrests of the chair he was sitting on, and there were four handsome maids holding black jade fans standing behind him.

At the foot of the nine steps, there were several people wearing City God robes, and Qin Hu was wearing a hundred ghost offering robes and was also standing at the bottom.

Below are two rows of gods and monks sitting on three mountains and five mountains, one by one looks like they have profound mana, or domineering, or fierce, or vicious, or elegant, a total of no less than a hundred, all looking towards the door at this time, their eyes falling on Chen Jing.

Chen Jing didn't seem to squint, but he instantly caught in the expressions of the people in the hall. Most of them didn't know, but the people he knew surprised him. The first one on the right hand side is Jiang Liuyun, the second is Ye Qingxue, and the third is a boy in brocade clothes. secretly guessed that the row of people on the right were all from the Immortal Dao.

I didn't know the first few people in the left row, but in the middle, Xiao Yulou, the god of the maple forest crossing the river, sat upright in the middle, still wearing fancy robes, watching Chen Jing come in, his eyes seemed to be smiling. I also saw the gods of Dongyue when he heard the sermon, among them was Wu Meng, the mountain god Wu Meng, who was blocking Chen Jing from fighting with Chen Jing on the road, was still shirtless and had a tiger skin around his waist.

There are also Wushan goddesses who have ridden tigers and passed by, and even the virtual spirit of the ancestral hall in front of the river is there, and another monk is sitting in it, Chen Jing recognizes it as a monk from Jingguang Temple in the upper reaches of the Evil Dragon Gorge. This row is full of gods, and there are more than a hundred immortals on the left and right combined.

As soon as Chen Jing stepped into this hall, he felt that he had stepped into a closed space, and he had lost contact with the original heaven and earth. Looking at this situation, where there is a half-point birthday, it is clearly a Hongmen banquet. An impulse to flee immediately surged in his heart, and he couldn't help but pause slightly when he stepped into the main hall.

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