As a provincial capital, Yongcheng has its excellent places.

There are many good foods, many fruits are cheap and cheap, the environment is suitable for settlement, etc.

However, there are many criticisms.

For example, in the eyes of other state capitals, Yongcheng, which has developed with the strength of the whole province, is half-dead, can only suck blood, and has not been able to make a fortune with his brothers.

For example, in the eyes of the local people, Yongcheng has low wages, high consumption, and high housing prices.

As a foreigner, Chen Jingle's feelings about Yongcheng are most obvious that there are really a lot of electric cars here.

Except for a few cities where motorcycles are banned, most cities allow motorcycles on the road, but no city has such an exaggerated Yongcheng.

In front of the intersection, the green light is on, and the scene of hundreds of electric vehicles starting at the same time is very spectacular.

From time to time, I will see that there is a spiritual guy driving an electric car carrying several younger sisters, flying in front of him, and the car driver waiting for the traffic light in the motorway next to him is silent, and he doesn't know where he lost.

Before the promotion of Mandarin, Yongcheng belonged to the vernacular area, and the elderly locals basically spoke the vernacular, while Nanpu was actually a product of the promotion of Mandarin.

After the promotion of Mandarin, Yongcheng has become a veritable immigrant city, inhabited by 48 ethnic groups with a population of nearly 9 million, accounting for nearly one-fifth of the province's permanent population.

In such a complex city, if something happens and cannot be dealt with in time, when it ferments, the impact will definitely be huge.

……

Yongcheng is a basin terrain centered on the vast canyon of the Yongjiang River.

Due to the developed water system and many tributaries in the realm, the folk beliefs here are mainly based on various water gods.

For example, the Fubo Temple in Jiangnan District is dedicated to Ma Yuan, the general of Fubo who fought in the south in the past.

For example, the Five Holy Palaces in Yongning District are dedicated to the five masters of the Northern Emperor Zhenwu, Mazu Tianhou, Dragon Mother, General Fubo, and Feng Sanjie, all of whom have the function of water gods.

However, despite the many water temples along the Yongjiang River, it did not prevent the Yongjiang Bridge from becoming the site of the highest number of suicides and drownings in Yongcheng.

According to incomplete statistics, at least more than the number of people on both hands will die under this bridge every year.

This has led to more and more legends about the Yongjiang Bridge.

As for whether there is a problem at all......

Well, I can only say that you have to believe in science.

The Yongjiang River is turbulent, and there are some things that even the A-level tricksters of the government can't solve, so they can only warn the citizens not to swim in the river.

However, there will always be people who can't think of jumping off the bridge.

Anyone who jumps down basically can't survive.

The deep river seems to harbor great horrors.

Of course, this kind of horror is for the ordinary citizens of Yongcheng.

When Chen Jingle passed by, the entire Yongjiang River became clean, and all the things that the A-level royal tricksters of the government couldn't handle were sent to the underworld.

Who dares to make a mistake in front of the City God?!

……

As soon as Chen Jingle stepped into Yongcheng, the staff of the Civil Department immediately discovered some special changes.

And Yang Yuan, who is the director of the civil branch of the province, suddenly became nervous after receiving the news.

"Here He is!"

In an instant, the entire provincial branch became nervous.

To be honest, everyone has been waiting for this day for a long time.

Although it has only been a month since he entered the territory of Guang C, he feels that time has passed a long time when he looks forward to it every day.

Everyone wished that the god would be stationed in Yongcheng directly, like Guangnan next door, and achieve the capital city god, so that the entire Guang C could be sheltered and there would be no weird troubles.

Oh, I almost forgot, Yongcheng's city god specifications are one level lower, only the Fu City God Temple.

No matter what, as long as the entire Guang C can be protected by the gods, Yang Yuan feels that it doesn't matter whether he is the director of the branch or not.

in his position.

As the head of a provincial civil branch, the pressure brought to Yang Yuan by the strange recovery is too great.

What's more, in a place like Guang C, in addition to being weird, there are other messy things, which really makes people feel haggard.

In the past three years, Yang Yuan's hair has changed from jet black to gray, and anyone who sees the comparison chart will feel distressed.

Thankfully, those days are coming to an end.

Doing a good job of handing over to that person is Yang Yuan's requirement for himself.

"Let's hope there aren't any accidents."

Although Yongcheng is big, it will be delayed for three or five days at most, and it is good to survive these few days.

But I'm afraid that things won't go according to people's wishes.

……

Chen Jingle didn't know what Yang Yuan thought, anyway, he pushed all the way over.

There is not much difference between which village, which town, which county, and after walking through so many places, it has gradually become numb.

The land temples of Quang C are basically the same, unlike Quang Nam.

Doing one thing over and over again, to be honest, is a bit boring. Only occasionally encountering something interesting will attract Chen Jingle's attention.

There are many temples on both sides of the Yongjiang River, in addition to the Water Temple, there is also a temple that many people in Yongcheng know.

That is the Wutong Temple in Xixiangtang.

The master of the Wutong Temple worships the Wutong God, also known as the Wutong God.

Folks believe that they are the gods of wealth, but compared to the traditional five-way gods of wealth, they belong to partial wealth. The object of the five ghosts fortune technique is the five gods.

In addition, the Wutong God also has the attributes of evil gods, obscene gods, and evil gods.

In the Song Dynasty Hongmai's "Yi Jianzhi", in the many legends of the gods of Wutong, the original body of Wutong is the evil mandrill. Able to change body shape, turn into beautiful men, and specifically hook up with human women, causing them to get pregnant, give birth to freaks or stillborn babies.

The legend of Wutong is often associated with two major themes.

One is to help others obtain ill-gotten gains;

The second is lustful and lustful, domineering wives and daughters.

Most importantly, if the worshipper does something that is not in line with his wishes, such as a female dependent's refusal to sacrifice herself for the five links, then he will take back the wealth he had given.

It can be said to embody the ugliest vices, greed and lust of human beings.

Even if the emperor of the Song Dynasty made the Wutong gods princes, they could not change their origins, and finally lost in the competition with other gods of wealth, and were listed as obscenities in the Ming and Qing dynasties, and then gradually faded out of the mainstream view.

Of course, even if it is an evil god or a evil god, as long as it can meet people's needs, there will always be people who believe in it.

After all, it was not the era of cutting down mountains and destroying temples.

In these years, there are still people who are even raising ghosts.

It can only be said that the social atmosphere is like this, everyone wants to get rich and change their fate once. As everyone knows, some things are conserved, and if you gain some, you will naturally lose some.

Do you really think that the money of the gods is so easy to take?

……

It is true that Liu Xing is from Yongcheng, but his family is rural.

works in a furniture city in Yongcheng, and works tirelessly for the more than 3,000 yuan every month.

Fortunately, his girlfriend knew that it was not easy for him and didn't want to drag him down, so she ran away with others.

"Hey, pretty boy, it's time to pay next month's rent."

At this time, on WeChat, Sister Xu, the charter wife, sent a voice.

Liu Xing didn't want to listen to it when he heard half of it, so he directly crossed out the dialog box, and was in an irritable mood.

"Money, money, money, everything!"

You say that a man lives to thirty and can't take out 800 yuan in his pocket to pay rent, what does it mean to live?

Liu Xing lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling with wide eyes.

"Why don't I have any money? If I were rich, would I still be like this? ”

Liu Xing was full of resentment and complained about the injustice of this world.

Obviously, they are also human, why do some people be born in Rome, while some people can only be cows and horses for the rest of their lives?

Is it fair?

Not fair, of course!

But what's the solution?

This shit world is like this, it's too difficult for ordinary people to change!

The more I thought about it, the more annoyed I became, so I simply put on my clothes, put on my slippers, and went down for a walk. Staying in this cramped rental house all day is too depressing.

There was a lot of noisy shouting and trumpets.

Liu Xing drooped his head, stepped on the big red bricks on the sidewalk in big slippers, and thought about where to go to make money.

Before I knew it, I walked to the river.

The scenery by the river in the evening is still good, but unfortunately Liu Xing has no intention of appreciating it.

It was the Wutong Temple next to it that caught his attention.

He passed by the side of this Wutong Temple more than once, but he never went in to worship.

He wasn't interested in the gods.

But at this moment, thinking of his own embarrassing situation, he suddenly had a whim and wanted to go in and worship.

I heard that the god of Wutong is the god of wealth, if you can bless him to make a fortune, it doesn't matter if you say goodbye.

Gritted his teeth and spent money on a bundle of incense.

"Wutong God is above, bless me Liu Xing to get rich as soon as possible, I really don't want to be poor anymore. As long as it can make me rich, I can do anything, as long as I don't kill people and set fires, even if I have to exchange ten years of life! ”

"Is that true?"

Liu Xing didn't think about it and subconsciously replied: "Of course! ”

When the words fell, he came back to his senses, was stunned, turned his head to look left and right, and there was no one beside him.

Wait, didn't you hear someone ask?

Suddenly, Liu Xing had a creepy feeling.

Looking up at the Wutong God on the high platform, there was an illusion that the other party was looking down on a lamb to be slaughtered, so frightened that he didn't dare to stay any longer, so he planted incense and left quickly.

Just as Liu Xing left Wutong Temple in panic, not far behind him, a young man with a dark appearance with a horse's face walked out from behind the big tree.

Looking at Liu Xing's distant back, the horse-faced young man raised his left hand and saw a talisman attached to his hand.

"The sky is firm, the earth is firm, where are the five ghosts? Taigong escorted the ghosts of the five directions, escorted the ghosts of wealth from the five directions, invited the ghosts of wealth from the five directions, invited the ghosts of wealth from the East, invited the ghosts of wealth from the West, invited the ghosts of wealth from the south, invited the ghosts of wealth from the north, and invited the ghosts of wealth from the Chinese side, ghosts are ghosts, the magic powers are incomparable, and the spirit shows the five directions. Specializing in the transportation of wealth in the world, transporting wealth from the east and west, north and south, day and day, month and month, year and year, five roads and five parties, there is wealth to come, no wealth to go, urgent as the law! ”

Just as the incantation was finished, the talisman in the young man's hand ignited out of thin air, burning rapidly, and there was no ash left.

Seeing this, the young man suddenly showed a hint of triumphant smile.

And Liu Xing, who had just left Wutong Temple not far away, suddenly had an indescribable strangeness, as if he had been touched by something, and hurriedly rubbed the tree.

I didn't find any bugs or anything, so I forgot about it all.

I don't know I'm being targeted.

Carvin, I thought that after thinking about the plot, I would write it quickly, but it turned out to be like blocking the toilet.

(End of chapter)