The City God Temple in Dengzhou City is also brightly lit, and there are also people who come to pray for blessings with lanterns on the night of this Lantern Festival, and pilgrims enter and leave the City God Hall one after another.

A wandering god walked like a streamer and stepped into the smoky city god hall, but there was smoke but no pilgrims in the hall he entered, and the city god sitting upright on the altar was a city god with closed eyes.

"Lord Chenghuang, a large number of ghosts suddenly appeared in the city, but a divine light appeared on his body, and a blue-robed god with a golden pen opened the way, wandering around the city."

Dengzhou Chenghuang opened his eyes and slowly stood up from the altar, as if he could shake off the incense ash and emit some smoke.

The city god stepped out a few steps, has walked out of the city god hall, out of the temple gate, the pilgrims coming and going, a few steps out, in front of the noisy lantern festival

In the sight of Dengzhou Chenghuang, you can see the appearance of those ghosts flying in the distance, and there must be a place on their bodies that shows divine light, like some kind of imprint.

"Lord Chenghuang, we don't dare to make decisions without permission, but we just observe from a distance, and we don't see any harm and evasion of this kind of ghost thing, that god is too powerful, and we don't dare to stop it at will!"

The city god jumped lightly, has reached the top of the city god temple, first looked at the divine light in the city, and then looked back at the direction of the outside of the city, the Zhenjun temple is also very lively, the number of divine light and qi converge like a cloud.

"The Demon Saint Venerable Temple is here, and there will be no evil thing who dares to make such a time, this god may have something to do with the Manifest Saint True Monarch, since the Manifestation Saint True Monarch slashed the dragon, almost no trace of the gods has been revealed, tonight, I should go to meet this god and lead the way!"

"Yes!"

At this moment, the gray is more cheerful than ever, where the tip of the pen passes, the golden light forms the path, and he does not need to deliberately look after the ghosts in the painting, as if a thought can know where these guys are and what they are doing.

However, Gray Mian has also calmed down a lot, this mana is not his own after all, but the mana of the Manifestation True Monarch, it is the Shinto mana of Mr., he is just borrowing.

The so-called cultivation is naturally not good to just look at the flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water.

After following Mr. for so many years, the various drawbacks left in the practice have gradually disappeared, and it is naturally not easy to want immortal practitioners, but after being influenced by Yi Shuyuan's ears and eyes, and seeing the change of the gods, the spirit of the gray spirit is also constantly improving, compared to Mr.'s practice, what is this!

Gray Mian no longer walked against the wind, little by little from the sky, down-to-earth towards the front, he looked back, there were only a dozen ghosts in the painting following him.

However, the rest of the ghosts did not run, but slowed down, not because they couldn't keep up, but because they were attracted by some of the excitement in their eyes in the Lantern Festival Bazaar, so they became a long dragon one after another, but they didn't leave the road opened by the golden light.

"Dare to ask Daoyou, is it from the True Monarch Temple?"

A voice appeared, and the divine light of the Dengzhou Great City God in front of him also appeared, and there were not too many ghosts and gods around him, only a wandering god followed.

Fang Cai's gray reluctance immediately perked up, and he stepped forward with a golden pen in his hand and saluted first.

"I am Yunlai, the god under the jurisdiction of the True Monarch, and today I was ordered to bring the spirits in the painting to feel the popularity on the Human Day, so as not to lead them astray and disturb the friends of the Yin Si Dao, my fault!"

Sure enough, it is the god under the jurisdiction of the true king.

Yunlai?

"It turned out to be Yunlai Daoyou, Dengzhou City God Hu Yufeng is polite!"

Chenghuang returned a salute, looked at the god in front of him seriously, although it was unfamiliar, but he could also see that the divine light was unique, and then looked behind him, indeed as he said, although these ghosts were named ghosts, but in essence, there were no people after death, all kinds of entanglements, no resentment, no hatred, no merit and no virtue.

Even some evil qi is very easy to distinguish in the eyes of the city god, but it is easy to confuse it with some ordinary ghosts, so it seems a little nervous.

"Since Daoist friends are on the orders of the True Monarch, we can rest assured, if it is convenient for Daoist friends, can you allow me to go with you for a while?"

"Hu Chenghuang, please!"

Gray Mian is not restrained, of course, Gray Mian knows that although the line is false, the identity of the first seat under the jurisdiction of the true monarch is real, and it will spread to all parties in the future, so there is no need to be inferior to Chenghuang.

Shao Zhen in the back looked a little nervous, and subconsciously approached Yi Shuyuandao.

"This is the city god of Dengzhou?"

"Why, isn't it?"

Yi Shuyuan asked with a smile, Shao Zhen nodded and shook his head.

"Tonight was an eye-opener!"

The city god seemed to be aware of it, and turned his head to look in the direction of Shao Zhen, this one was obviously not a ghost, but a living person's spirit, that is, he was out of his mind in a dream.

With this level of distraction, of course, the Taoism of the great city god in Dengzhou can be seen at a glance.

However, in Chenghuang's eyes, he actually only saw Shao Zhen and some ghosts around him.

Accompanied by the ghosts and gods of Dengzhou, Gray Mian also let go a little after that, and more than 100 ghosts and monsters dispersed in groups.

Watching the lively hawking at the lantern festival, watching the flow of people, watching the vendors and customers bargaining, watching the people eating and drinking in the night market, and watching the children carrying lanterns through the market

Although Hyakki is a ghost, he has never been a human.

In the human festival, all evils are suppressed, and all kinds of beauty in the world are also presented at this moment.

Shao Zhen also wandered in the bustling city of the Lantern Festival, and in his current state, he could safely observe the reactions and expressions of some ordinary people, without worrying about looking at others for a long time and displeasing them.

Shao Zhen was always followed by a few ghosts, and the blue-robed ghost also caught the long-haired ghost by his side, as if he understood that his father was worried about this trouble-causing child.

"This is the joy of family in the world, the long-haired ghost pestered the child at the beginning, if it develops to the worst, it will be a tragedy for the family!"

Shao Zhen said this, looking at the long-haired ghost not far away, his hideous and terrifying face was still a little uneasy, and he didn't dare to meet his eyes, which also made Shao Zhen shake his head slightly.

"Mr. Yi, what do you think of the hundred ghosts I painted?"

Shao Zhen is a little curious about Yi Shuyuan's senses now, he himself has already had too many surprises tonight, so what about Mr. Yi?

"Just looking at the picture scroll, it is difficult to understand what if, although the hundred ghosts were all drawn by Mr. Shao, it is obvious that they gradually have their own personalities and emotions."

Yi Shuyuan said and looked everywhere, the ghosts he saw near and far, some obviously showed envy for the family in the world, some were shocked and curious, and some were very concerned about those young men and women, looking at their various feelings when they held lanterns.

Some people eat delicious food and smell the taste, and some ghosts see fine wine lingering, and all kinds of expressions are different.

"If you see a hundred ghost pictures, if you see a book depicting a hundred states, it really amazes Yi!"

This is undoubtedly a very high compliment, Shao Zhen was happy to hear it, and a smile appeared on his face, but before he could say anything, he saw Yi Shuyuan step out and was already far away.

"Uh, Dad, who have you been talking to since just now?"

"Yes, Dad, who is Mr. Yi?"

"Mr. Yi is."

Shao Zhen paused, and subconsciously looked in the direction where Yi Shuyuan was gone, and he couldn't see it at the moment.

"Didn't you see? It was Mr. Yi who entered the painting with me! ”

The blue-robed ghost and the men and women around him looked at each other, and then shook their heads.

"Dad, only you and the great god Yunlai have entered the painting!"

"yes!" "It's just the two of you!"

"Huh?"

——

The Lantern Festival naturally cannot last overnight, and the flow of people has decreased one after another, and before the time comes, most of the people in the night market have decreased, and the hustle and bustle of the Lantern Festival has weakened.

The hundred ghosts have regathered, and under the leadership of Gray Mian, in front of the Zhenjun Temple outside the city, they saluted together to say goodbye to the city god of Dengzhou.

Some nearby ghosts and gods also gathered around the city god, and they also bowed their hands to Ash Mian in return.

Although the Zhenjun Temple has revealed its divine power before, it has not appeared since the dragon was slain, even for Dengzhou Diqi, it is extremely mysterious, and tonight can be regarded as a little more understanding of the Dengzhou City God's Manifestation True Monarch lineage.

After the two sides finished saluting, one side flew to the Zhenjun Temple with all the ghosts, and the other side returned to Dengzhou City.

Dengzhou Chenghuang looked back at the Zhenjun Temple at the moment of entering the city, knowing that these more than 100 special ghosts and monsters would be Shinto initiates when they saw each other in the future!

"Lord Chenghuang, why have we never heard of this Yunlai Great God?"

After entering the city, finally a wandering god couldn't help but ask, after all, the divine power of this Yunlai god is not ordinary.

Dengzhou Chenghuang smiled, and walked towards the Chenghuang Temple step by step with the ghosts and gods, the streets and alleys continued to move away behind them, and the boundary between yin and yang was gradually blurred.

"Since the manifestation of the Holy True Monarch, the name of the god has shocked all directions, but I have never heard of anything from the gods, the world thinks that it is the god of Lingdong manifestation, now it seems that the true monarch is only afraid of being born, and Yunlai Daoyou has long existed, but I don't know!"

Some of the surrounding ghosts and gods nodded, and some of them understood in the center of silence.

——

When it came time to return to the Zhenjun Temple, Shao Zhen's feeling gradually became dull, and the spirit of ordinary people was already a little unbearable, and he would soon fall into a deep sleep.

The moment the ghosts returned to the map, Shao Zhen was even in a trance, and naturally walked to the desk and lay down, overlapping with his previous body without realizing it.

Gray Mian stood in front of the table, grinned, but still reached out and pushed Shao Zhen, who was already sleepy.

"Mr. Shao, I have something to ask for!"

Shao Zhen squinted his sleepy eyes and looked up at the hazy divine light in front of him.

"God-man. Please speak! ”

"Zhenjun has a saying, the opportunity for my Yunlai god to appear has arrived, but I have no choice but to lack the statue, and I hope that Mr. Shao's wonderful pen will draw a statue of the god for me!"

Shao Zhen propped up the table with his hands, his head shaking slightly.

"Yunlai Zun God is polite, Shao Zhen should do his best in this matter to repay today's kindness!"

"Yunlai thanked you first!"

Ash barely bowed, bowed seriously, and when he looked up again, Shao Zhen was already lying on the table and falling asleep.

The picture of a hundred ghosts is halfway displayed on the table, and the ghosts on it are also very quiet, as if they were just ordinary paintings.

When Ash Mian exited the room and turned around, he saw Yi Shuyuan standing outside the door looking at him with a smile.

Gray Mian scratched his head, patted the golden pen, and whispered "Interesting", and then handed the pen back to Yi Shuyuan with both hands.

As soon as Yi Shuyuan took the pen, the Dharma body of the Yunlai God seemed to be "bang~", and it bounced back to the mink body in the clouds, and was caught by Yi Shuyuan again.

Weighing the pen in his hand, Yi Shuyuan grinned.

"You're welcome, you're almost squandered!"

"Hey, hey, hey, it's hard to be a great god once, but how can it be enjoyable!"

Yi Shuyuan shook his head.

"Sleep, you!"

As soon as the words fell, Gray Mian was thrown into his room by Yi Shuyuan, and the little mink passed through the door and crashed back into his body at once

(End of chapter)