A glittering golden temple.

The gates, columns, and even the floors are covered with glittering gold bricks.

The most eye-catching thing is still in the temple, the low temple can't cover the tall statue, so that the statue shows half of the forehead, take a closer look, it is also pure gold carving, the exposed half of the forehead sticks out of the roof of the temple, from a distance there is a sense of absurdity of straying into the Lilliputian Kingdom, it looks very funny.

Peony City is a less affluent city, and the most famous thing in the whole city is the gorgeous and extraordinary peonies, and most of the locals make a living from growing peonies.

But what is more famous than the peony is such a splendid peony temple built by the locals without eating or drinking.

Legend has it that this is a temple built for the peony flower god, and it is a temple specially built by the locals to pray to the gods for the abundance of peonies.

But the atmosphere of the Peony Temple today is somewhat extraordinary.

A funeral procession, crying and shouting all the way, sprinkled with banknotes and paper flowers, everyone came to the temple with a black coffin, playing gongs and drums.

The leader was a white-haired old lady, she wore linen and filial piety, and when she arrived at the door of the temple, she threw herself on the coffin and began to cry loudly, crying and patting the coffin board fiercely, "My son! O son of my wretchedness! If you go, how can you live as a mother! ”

"My son!" The old man was sobbing, crying and screaming, "My mother is useless, I can't protect you, my mother is useless!" ”

"My mother finally raised you to sixteen and can get out of the cabinet to get married, I thought you could find a filial son-in-law to accompany your mother for a lifetime, why did you go so fast my son!"

She cried sadly, and the funeral procession was also crying.

The cry soon vibrated the temple.

The door of the temple creaked open, and more than a dozen young people wearing gold-patterned peony snow wave robes stood at the door of the temple with a blank face.

"Dead old woman, alias mourning, the bishop is still doing morning prayers!"

"If you affect the Bishop's morning class, you will go to hell and be punished by God!"

"Be careful to anger the peony lady and let all your peonies die! The whole family starved to death! ”

Generally speaking, the shrine of each god has a strict acceptance of disciples, and in order to become an official priest, one must have been investigated by more than four generations of ancestors before it is possible to enter the temple to serve.

The gods felt that only those who were of good character, had a clean family background, were motivated, and were willing to dedicate their lives to God could become priests and priests.

But these young people, their eyebrows and eyes are impetuous, their steps are vain, arrogant and rude, their innocent faces are blue and black with indulgence, and even the most upright Xuelang robes are loosely worn by them.

No one would doubt that they were second-rate people wandering and doing nothing on the streets, how could they become priests of the temple and benefit the believers?

Seeing the few little priests of the Peony Temple walking out, the crowd talked about it, and it suddenly became noisy.

The old lady standing at the front was closest to them, and when she saw the young men, her expressions were bloody, and she was so angry that her throat rolled, and a mouthful of bloodshot old phlegm spit on the golden-patterned peony snow wave robe they were wearing.

The person who was spit changed color and slapped the old lady in the face, "You don't want to live anymore, old thing!" I want to die with your daughter, right? ”

The old lady's face quickly became red and swollen, and the white flower on her head fell to the ground, and she didn't care about it, and looked at the priests from under the beaten hair, her eyes were sad, like a ghost.

"I don't want to stand up and get out of here today," the old lady said in a hoarse tone, gritting her teeth, and her voice seemed to come out of her belly, "I don't care what you are doing, now that my daughter is dead, I want you to return my daughter!" ”

Hearing this, the young priest, who was still wiping the stains on his clothes, suddenly smiled, turned around and looked back at his companions, he licked his lips, his complexion was pale, and his expression was strange, "Old thing, what does it matter to us when your daughter dies?" ”

"It's your daughter who wants to receive the blessing and prayer from the bishop, and wants to participate in the selection of the peony saintess, and now the blessing is also blessed, and the prayer is also prayed, she is fine when she leaves the temple, how do we know that she is dead?"

The priest smiled, "Our Lord Bishop is kind, and he is ready to really choose her to be the Peony Holy Maiden, what a waste, she died like this." ”

The young priest waved his hand and shrugged his shoulders towards his companions, "What does it matter to us that she herself has a short life and is not blessed?" We thought she could be one of us, hahahaha. ”

The old lady could not hold back any longer, and rushed at the foul-mouthed young priest like a ball of fire, threw him to the ground, sat on his stomach, and choked him by the neck with all her might.

"I'll kill you!"

The old lady's tears had already dried up, and she wore her hair out, ignoring the obstruction of the others behind her, and strangled the priest's neck, "I know what you have done! ”

"My Yanyan, my Yanyan was deceived by you!"

"If you lie to her, you will recommend her to be a peony saintess, and you will say that you want to go to Mount Tai, go to your mother's Mount Tai!"

"Yanyan gave you all the money in the family, you ······"

The old lady's nose was sour, tears fell again, and she gritted her teeth and looked at the priest who was pinched purple by her, "You are not satisfied!" ”

"I knew it was wrong when Yanyan came back that day, she tried her best to take a bath! She's desperately bathing! ”

"The washed skin is broken, and the blood flows out, and it doesn't stop ······" The old lady was finally pushed to the ground by the priests, and cried aloud, "You brutes! My Yanyan is only sixteen years old! You brutes! ”

"Beast, my Yanyan is about to get married, you ······ How can you bear it! ”

"You sons of a bitch!"

The priest, who was choked by the neck, sat on the ground and gasped for a while, and a mouthful of bloody spit spat on the old lady, and he jumped up at once and kicked the old lady.

"Old thing! Dare to pinch your grandfather! ”

"Your daughter is valued, that's her fate!"

"Who let her come to the temple in such coquettish clothes all day long, and say that she wants to serve the gods and be a peony saintess, I bah! She deserves it! ”

"Your Excellency Bishop blessed her with the smoke of your ancestral grave, and now she can't stand it herself, she is dead, who is to blame!"

He picked at the old lady's soft abdomen, chest and other places and kicked them hard, "Do you want to worship the gods when you wear such a coquette?" It's not for us to see who else can we wear! To whom! ”

The priests on the side did not stop it, they all watched this scene with a smile, as if they were watching a scene and its wonderful drama, and while watching, they pointed to the old lady who was no longer moving and smiled and said these things, as if they were commenting.

The priest seemed to be tired, and the last kick hit the old lady's temple, and a thick sputum with blood rolled out of her throat, and sprayed it in the old lady's face, "Don't look at your own virtues!" ”

He pointed to the people who wanted to rush up to save the old lady, "What are you!" This is the Peony Temple! If you offend the peony lady in this peony city, I don't think any of you can eat and walk around! ”

"Whoever dares to come to save this old thing, I will let his children also come to the temple and make a blessing sacrifice for three days and three nights, and see who else of you dares!"

"A bunch of rubbish!"

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