"Huaiyi, didn't you say last time that you should take out all your belongings and invite everyone to eat and drink?" Tian Jinzhong said in surprise.

"Don't you always have to keep some in case of emergency, and besides, you will have to marry a daughter-in-law in the future, or you will not save some belongings, and you won't even be able to afford a bride price in the future!" Zhang Huaiyi scratched his head and said.

"Do you still want to marry a daughter-in-law? Huaiyi, you kid thinks far enough! ”

Tian Jinzhong was surprised, he grew up in the mountains, and he had never had this idea.

"What's this?!" Zhang Huaiyi said: "Aren't many of our high-level talents on the mountain getting married and having children? Senior Brother Jinzhong, there are three unfilial pieties, and no queen is the greatest, this kind of life event still has to be considered, and Senior Brother Zhiwei is the same! ”

"I haven't considered it for the time being," Tian Jinzhong looked at Zhang Zhiwei, "But if Senior Brother thinks about it, then I'll think about it!" ”

"What do you mean when I think about it?" Zhang Zhiwei glanced at Tian Jinzhong and said: "People have their own aspirations, my Tao may not be applicable to you, for me, wealth is like floating clouds, men and women are like dust and smoke, manpower is limited, but the Tao is unlimited." ”

"With limited energy, to pursue the infinite way, is originally sailing against the current, if you still have to waste your spirit on the love between men and women, how can you go further?"

Zhang Zhiwei's words made Tian Jinzhong and Zhang Huaiyi stunned, Tian Jinzhong didn't speak, thinking about it.

Zhang Huaiyi said: "Senior Brother Zhiwei, but if this is the case, what is the point of cultivating to be high, a hundred years later, it will still be a pile of loess, if there is no descendant, there will not even be a person to pay tribute to himself in the future, you see, even the ancestor of our Heavenly Master's Mansion Heavenly Master, doesn't he also marry a wife and have children, and even passed it on to the present?" ”

"Yes, what you said makes a lot of sense," Zhang Zhiwei nodded, looking up at the sky, "But even so, it can't shake my will and determination.....

The higher you stand, the farther you see, the more scenery you see, compared to the scenery in front of you, getting married, having children, continuing offspring or something, it's really not worth mentioning.

However, these words, subject to the limitation of vision, Zhang Huaiyi and Tian Jinzhong could not understand, especially Zhang Huaiyi, who was born in a wealthy family, still attached great importance to the matter of inheritance.

The three Taoist priests did not discuss the matter of marriage and childbirth for too long, they came to the back mountain, and from the bottom of a somewhat abrupt steep slope, dug out a bulging money bag, and with a slight shake, there was a clanging sound from it.

"You kid is hiding deeply!" Zhang Zhiwei said with a smile, he always knew that Zhang Huaiyi saved money.

In the plot, Zhang Zhiwei was punished by his master to go down the mountain to beg for a living, and Zhang Huaiyi wanted to dig up a bag of reserve funds for Zhang Zhiwei as start-up capital, but Zhang Zhiwei refused.

"How many of them are there?"

Tian Jinzhong's eyes straightened when he saw it, he was a very typical monk thinking, he didn't value money, he used it with his brothers and sisters a little, and he didn't have the heart to save money at all.

"More than thirty oceans!" Zhang Huaiyi weighed the money bag and said.

"Where did you get all this money?"

Tian Jinzhong was puzzled, obviously everyone was in the mountains, and they were together most of the time on weekdays, why didn't he have a few oceans, but Huaiyi had so much?

"It's all saved bit by bit over the years, sometimes believers will give alms, sometimes they will go down the mountain to tell fortunes, or do some business, buy and sell, etc., before I left home, my family was in business, and I am more good at this aspect." Zhang Huaiyi explained.

Alms from the faithful...... Zhang Zhiwei glanced at Zhang Huaiyi's robe, compared to others, his robe was always the most tattered, with patches everywhere, looking pitiful.

But in fact, Longhu Mountain, as a major faction in the Inhuman World, has a Taoist robe, and if the Taoist robe is damaged, you can also get a new one.

Zhang Huaiyi naturally received it, but he just didn't wear it, Zhang Zhiwei had always felt that Zhang Huaiyi was thrifty and wanted to keep the new robe for later.

But now that I think about it, this kid shouldn't be wearing tatters so that he can collect incense money.

"I see, Huaiyi, I really have yours, but you have the money you want to marry your daughter-in-law, but you want to treat us as a treat, how embarrassing it is!" Tian Jinzhong said.

"It's okay, money is something outside the body, use it now, save it in the future, it's nothing!" Zhang Huaiyi said, what's more, he also saved several money bags, and his wife had it anyway.

"With self-defense, without further ado, let's go now!" Zhang Zhiwei said.

"Senior brother, how are we going? Trains? Or ride the crane down the mountain like last time! Tian Jinzhong said eagerly.

"The train is too slow, the three cranes can't sit down, use this!"

Zhang Zhiwei handed Tian Jinzhong and Zhang Huaiyi two Shenxing armor horses.

"Senior brother, ordinary people can travel thousands of miles a day by wearing a divine armor horse, how far is it from our Dragon and Tiger Mountain to the Demon Capital?" Zhang Huaiyi asked.

Zhang Zhiwei thought for a while, and said: "If it is an official road, it is crooked, it is far away, if it is a straight-line distance, it is about 800 miles at most, wearing a divine armor horse, it is not a problem to go over the mountains and mountains, plus our foot strength is still above ordinary people, if there is no accident, you can reach the magic capital in half a day!" ”

"I see, no wonder Senior Brother said that he would go to the Demon Capital early for morning tea!" Zhang Huaiyi said.

Tian Jinzhong was eager to try, and when he was awarded, he ran for seven days and seven nights, what is this half-day journey? He was the first to put on the armor horse and was about to set off, but saw that Zhang Zhiwei did not move.

"Senior brother, you don't need a horse?"

"I'll just do it!"

Zhang Zhiwei took out a talisman, pinched the magic trick in his hand, and the talisman swelled into a huge white crane, his body moved, and he rode away on the crane.

"Senior brother, you're not kind!"

"Senior brother, wait for us!"

Seeing Zhang Zhiwei rising to the sky, Zhang Huaiyi and Tian Jinzhong hurriedly urged the talisman to follow, and the two of them walked on the rugged and steep cliff.

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At the same time, Toei, Edo.

On a road lined with thousands of cherry blossom trees, floats of different themes slowly pass by, along a specific route.

Some of the people wore elaborate kimonos, one by one, with their waists bent, dancing hand to foot, dancing an extremely obscene martial arts, which they called the Awa dance.

This ugly dance is usually seen at events such as spring festivals, summer festivals, and autumn festivals.

Today, for example, the Spiritualist Society in Edo holds a grand autumn festival.

The Spiritualist Society was established by the Emperor seventy years ago and is jointly managed by the Army and Navy, and the shrine's "Miyaji" is generally held by an active army general.

Unlike shrines such as Ise Jingu, which worship gods such as Amaterasu, the Spiritualist Society was originally established to enshrine gods.

It is well known that there are many chaotic gods in Toei, but after the establishment of the Spiritualist Society, there was a rule that only those born after the Meiji era had the opportunity to become gods worshiped by the state only within the Spiritualist Society.

And if you want to enter the Spiritualist Society, there is only one way to die for His Majesty the Emperor, and as for whether you are good or bad before you die, you will not be held accountable, and you will be worshiped as a god.

There are many major festivals at the Spiritualist Society, but in the current year, the most grand ones are the spring and autumn festivals.

The spring festival is held on April 30, the anniversary of the army's triumphant return to the military parade after Dongying's defeat of Maozi.

The autumn festival is held on October 23rd, exactly a week after the start of the Xiayuan Festival, and this day is the anniversary of the navy's triumphant return for a ship parade after Dongying defeated Maozi.

However, this year's autumn festival is different from the past, and in previous years, the main festival was presided over by the army general Shigeo Palace.

During the event, there will also be entertainment such as kagura performances, sumo wrestling matches, and horse racing, but this year there were none.

This year's festival was particularly heavy, with many events cancelled, and the Ise Jingu Daimiya Priest was invited as the chief priest, and even the emperor and empress paid 10,000 yuan from the national treasury in the name of "special payment" to show that the emperor and his subjects are one, and the emperor's praise for the dead in battle.

And at this moment, in the Spiritualist Society, the sacrifice is underway.

Unlike traditional shrines, the Spiritualist Shrine is a space that combines a European-style park with the bustling area of Edo, and for those who like old shrines, there will be a feeling of being overwhelmed when facing the Spiritualist Shrine, like a freak.

In the huge open space of the shrine, a group of men in black kimonos, short knives with white sheaths at their waists, all with heavy faces, looked ahead in unison.

There is an altar there, and the Ise Jingu Daimiya priest ascends to the altar and begins to dance and recite incantations, and under his altar, there are all kinds of ghost-drawn patterns, and almost endless symbols are hidden in it.

As he chanted the incantation, the runes began to glow, like some kind of intense chemical reaction, and a large amount of white mist rose up.

The deep chanting of the large company of Ise Jingu resounded, and under his incantation, in the white mist, black light surged, and ghosts wearing yellow military uniforms appeared one after another, and for a while, the ghosts and shadows in the white fog were all over the place, and the demons danced wildly.

These are the spirits of the Japanese soldiers who died in Ben Castle, and they appear directly above the shrine.

At this time, it was afternoon, and the sun was shining down, but those yin ghosts were not afraid of the light of the day, which showed the special nature of these yin ghosts.

In fact, it is indeed different, ordinary ghosts, often after the death of the creature, the spirit is not completely extinguished, for some reason revived.

And the souls of those widows who were killed by Zhang Zhiwei in Bincheng have long been swallowed alive by those demons and ghosts, not to mention conjuring spirits, even if they collect soul light fragments to fight, they can't spell a complete one.

Therefore, at this moment, the spirits recruited by the Ise Jingu Omiya Division have nothing to do with them, and strictly speaking, the spirits that appear now are based on the power of faith.

As we all know, God is man-made, and although the individual is small, the power of belief in the group is enormous.

The people of Dongying believed that the souls of those who died in battle would return to the Spiritualist Society and become heroic spirits, so the power of their faith turned into these ghosts and entered the shrine.

In short, this is a scam that deceives the people that dying in battle can turn into heroic spirits and become gods, but in fact, dying in battle is dead, but the power that the people believe in has given birth to "gods", and this "god" acts as a tool for fools, forming an almost perfect closed loop.

The current step of the Omiya Division is called the conjuring of spirits, and after the completion of the requiem, a series of deification processes such as requiem, consolation, and heroic spirits, these processes are smelly and long, but they undoubtedly play a special role in producing, aggregating, and sublimating.

When it's over, it's late at night, and the shrine firecrackers are firecracked, and colorful fireworks bloom in the night sky, which is called a fireworks display, and is meant to appease the dead spirits.

Accompanied by fireworks, those dressed in black kimonos step over the shrine gate, walk up the stone steps sprinkled with cherry blossoms, and stop under the vermilion stone wall in front of the main hall where the god is enshrined, and bow deeply three times.

Two people stepped into the shrine, a small old man with gray hair and a cane, and a tall young man with a disheveled head.

Both of them were wearing black stripes of Fu Yuori, with white socks and clogs under their feet, looking ahead, their steps were extremely steady, and the scene was solemn like a funeral.

The two bowed deeply in front of the main hall, lit three sticks of incense and inserted them in the censer,

Watching the cigarette disperse, the young man sighed softly:

"Ono-sensei, are we really going to get involved?"

The white-haired little old man said expressionlessly:

"Erli, everyone wants to have an upright identity, they all want to live in the sun, let's go, let's enter the temple!"

The main hall is covered with tatami mats and shrines inside, and the inner walls are surrounded by elaborately painted ukiyo-e paintings of war scenes.

As soon as the two of them entered the hall, they felt an invisible coercion, pushed over like a wall, making people breathless.

But this coercion came and went quickly, and disappeared in an instant, and it was obvious that this was a dismount.

The old and the young are all in their hearts, but the color of their faces has not changed, and they look ahead.

On the main seat of the main hall sat an old man, full of silver hair, tall, thin, straight, dressed in black, and the aura on his body was unfathomable.

"See you again, Ono-kun!" The old man pointed to the mat next to him.

"Meet Tsukasa Omiya!"

The little old man bowed, and sat down on his knees in the corner with the young man's strength.

"Come, let me introduce you!"

Omiya pointed to an old man and a young man, and said to a middle-aged man with a solemn face beside him:

"This is Ono-kun, the leader of the ninja of Hirayama, and this is Ono-kun's high disciple......"

After a brief introduction, Omiya pointed to the middle-aged man and said:

"This is the palace secretary of the Spiritualist Society, Army General Shigeo Onijima, Ono-kun, what do you want from Yama, you can talk to him!"

Shinobi was about to speak, but Shigeo Onishima interrupted him and spoke first:

"The Empire has propped up a bandit in China and wants him to be used by us, but as his power grows, he is gradually overstepping our control."

"According to the investigation of the special high class, the destruction of the Bincheng Railway Company and the railway garrison may have something to do with him, I want you to infiltrate his forces and investigate the real culprit behind the Bincheng incident!"

(End of chapter)