Mr. Meng has appeared in Songjia Town for more than ten years, and before that, he was in the secret room under the Immortal Temple, and after fifteen years of cultivation, he was finally able to recover two percent of his cultivation in his heyday.

The Temple of the Immortals is the hub of the enchantment of Songjia Town, and it is one of the blessed places selected by the Confucian ancestors a hundred years ago. Confucian ancestors once led his disciples to travel around the world, and the feng shui pattern of Shenzhou was all in his heart, and he selected 25 remote but good feng shui places as the foundation for the continuation of Confucianism and Zhongxing in the future.

The barrier set up by Songjiazhuang can obscure the exploration of the Heavenly Dao, so that cultivators can turn a blind eye, and even if they pass by from here, they only regard this place as a field. There are only two ways for immortal cultivators who can really enter Songjiazhuang, one is led by the locals of Songjia Town, and the other is from the void.

Of course, this kind of blinding method is still useless in front of the ancestor of the insight realm.

The enchantment of Songjiazhuang can suppress the cultivation of foreign immortal cultivators, just like mortals, but it has no effect on ordinary people, and ordinary people are not aware of the existence of the enchantment at all.

The reason why Mr. Meng was able to come to Songjiazhuang was that he came from the void, and the Confucian ancestor calculated that there would be a saint in Confucianism a hundred years later, and a catastrophe in Confucianism was imminent, so he gave up Shouyuan to extradite Mr. Meng a hundred years later to a hundred years ago, and taught Confucianism the mantle, as well as the wisp of spirit, and became one of the seven sons of Confucianism.

When this young man arrived, Mr. Meng's first feeling was that he was related to Confucianism, and Su Fei's apprenticeship happened to appear, and Mr. Meng had a temptation.

When the eight statues were completed, Mr. Meng understood that in this way, the young man told him that he was indeed from Confucianism, and that he was a disciple who was very familiar with Confucianism.

To Mr. Meng's shock, the appearance of these eight people was almost exactly the same as the real person, and the statue with his hand on his forehead and his head bowed in contemplation was himself, and the young man avoided the eyes of the townspeople in a special way, diluting the connection between the statue and himself. I can't help but admire the young man's thoughtfulness and ingenuity.

Tomorrow, Su Fei will be able to complete the agreement with himself, and then he will be able to make formal contact with the teenager.

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At this moment, the second child of the Song family came to the door, and a family member was still carrying a load of gifts.

Mr. Meng politely invited the other party into the house.

"Mr. Meng, last time, thanks to your help, I rescued my little sister, and it was you who drove away the bandits and kept the party in Songjia Town stable. This time, my father came to thank Mr. Meng for his two shots, of course, Mr. Meng is not a mortal, these things may not be seen in the eyes, and the right to be a little bit of the father's mind. ”

The words are good, and the etiquette is reasonable, and the Song family can be regarded as sincere and sincere if they can surrender their identity and make friends with people.

"Second son Song, Meng just saw Lu to help, I believe that without Meng's help, Miss would not have had an accident. As for the group of bandits, since they came for Meng, they should share their worries for the town. These two are trivial things, things within the part, no thanks, since Song Ergongzi came to the door in person, Meng took a gift. ”

After speaking, Mr. Meng took an item casually and looked very satisfied.

"This, Mr. Meng, if you don't accept it, how can I explain it to my father, besides, I still have something to worry about Mr. Lao?"

"That's it, the rest of Meng Mou didn't dare to accept it. I don't know what happened to the second son of Song, but it doesn't hurt to say it!"

"Since this is the case, then I will say it directly, Mr. Meng must have heard that the young man from the countryside has repaired the fairy temple, and he has also subdued some splashes in the town, and tomorrow the newly repaired fairy temple will open the door and offer incense. As a foreigner who disrespects the landlord and opens up a set of courtyards without permission, this is difficult to match! Does Mr. Meng think it is right or wrong?"

"Song Ergongzi, it is a good thing to rebuild the temple, and it is also a good thing to teach the skin to read, as for the use of the bamboo forest, the bamboo forest is outside the town, I don't know who has the title deed of the bamboo forest, I remember that the people in the town went to cut the bamboo, it was because the bamboo was too hard and not easy to burn, so it was allowed to grow. Since it is an ownerless thing, and the government has not levied taxes, it is naturally impossible to judge it unreasonable. ”

"Then according to Mr. Meng's intentions, let him go on in Songjia Town?"

"Of course not, there is naturally a pavilion chief in the town, and it is not impossible to ask the details to be included in Songjia Town, and if the other party does something unfavorable to Songjia Town, then expel him from the country. ”

"Okay, Mr. Meng, this is what you said, as long as the other party does something unfavorable to Songjia Town, you will be responsible for expulsion, just like you did with the bandits last time. ”

"That's natural, I've already accepted the share of these gifts, as for the rest, Meng doesn't dare to accept it, please bring it back, otherwise, I won't just ask about the young man." ”

"Okay! Mr. Meng don't break his promise!"

... ...

Sending the guests to the door, looking at the back of the second child of the Song family leaving, the corner of Mr. Meng's mouth smiled slightly and shook his head.

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On the second day, Su Fei and Song Sanniu stood on both sides of the gate of the Immortal Temple with several older disciples holding bamboo tubes.

On the high platform in the temple, place a large seven small, eight statues, the central one is nearly two zhang, and the surrounding seven are divided behind the main statue according to the layout of the Big Dipper. At this moment, the eight statues are covered with red cloth, and the faces of the statues are not visible.

The temple is set up with an incense case, the incense case is spread with a red cloth, a tribute fruit is placed, and two candlesticks on the left and right are inserted with two arms-thick red wax.

One of them is a tall tablet, three feet three inches high, four inches wide, and seven minutes thick; The base is four inches high, seven inches long, and three inches and four minutes thick, and it reads 'the position of the most holy master and Confucian master'.

In front of the tablet is a bamboo slip, and in the front is a black lacquer incense burner, and incense is placed on the side.

There were already three or four hundred people watching in front of the temple, in front of them were more than a dozen children, each holding a piece of bamboo tube, behind them were about 20 townspeople who had helped, and then there were dozens of old people who often came to see children studying.

A young man, dressed in Confucian costumes, with a solemn complexion, stood on the side of a little girl, also dressed in gorgeous clothes, like a fairy child descending to earth.

The young man faced hundreds of onlookers, without the slightest cowardice, and his demeanor was calm.

"The hour is ——!," a young girl's voice sounded.

The young man walked to the steps of the temple gate, and saluted everyone: "A hundred years ago, there were wild boar spirits in Songjiazhuang, which disturbed the peace in the township. Songjiazhuang should be this immortal temple, the statue of the ancestor was sculpted, and the ancestor also blessed Songjiazhuang for a hundred years. A few days ago, I passed by here, thanked the ancestors for their merits, rebuilt the temple, and reshaped the golden body, looking forward to enjoying peace in Songjia Town again!"

Su Fei and Song Sanniu led more than a dozen disciples to raise the bamboo tube to hit the knots together, and their voices were uniform, which looked simple and grand at the ceremony.

The onlookers suddenly realized that this was the descendants of the immortals, and they saw that the temple of the ancestor was in disrepair, and the people did not blame the people of Songjia Town, but repaired it themselves.

The townsfolk were ashamed of themselves, and when they heard the children striking the festival, they were also deeply affected, and they clapped their hands in unison with the beat.

"Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang..."

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"Stop——! don't even knock!"

An abrupt voice sounded, and everyone was stunned, and stopped clapping, and the sound of the children's knots also stopped.

The group separated from the crowd and walked to the temple, and saw that it was the second child of the Song family, with more than a dozen family members behind him, and Mr. Meng was also among them.

"Mr. Yu, you keep saying that the immortals enshrined in the immortal temple in our town are your ancestors, please show evidence, otherwise, you are destroying the feng shui of Songjia Town, don't blame Songjia Town for driving you away. ”

Song Ergongzi's words made the scene silent, and many townspeople began to retreat. Just kidding, what kind of power is the Song family in Songjia Town, even the name of the town is a family

The Song family.

Everyone's reaction made Song Ergongzi quite proud, staring at the young man with a sneer, and even glanced at the little girl twice, and said in his heart: It won't take a few years for this little girl to grow into a little beauty, haha...

The young man glanced at Mr. Song Er, and inadvertently swept the master behind him, and there was an uncontrollable urge in his heart.

Seeing the young man's embarrassment, Song Ergongzi became even more proud, and said with a smile: "Hehe, what's the matter? I can't find evidence, don't be too impulsive when children do things!"

When the young man heard this, he bowed down and said, "May I ask Second Prince Song, have you erected this statue of an immortal? Have you seen the dignity of that immortal? Do you know the name of this immortal?"

Song Ergongzi didn't expect this young man to be so sharp-tongued, and sneered: "Of course I didn't set it up, this temple has been built for a hundred years!"

"In this case, why did you Song Ergongzi assert that this immortal is not my ancestor, why do you assert that this statue is not the immortal who rescued Song Jiayu back then, my ancestor has protected Songjiazhuang for a hundred years, during this period, your Song Ergongzi has ever put on a stick of incense, cleaned the hall once, repaired a tile, the temple is dilapidated, as Songjiazhuang, have you ever blamed yourself? You might as well say it, I don't believe it, there is no reasonable person in the entire Songjiazhuang!"

Song Ergongzi was red-eared at the scene, and said angrily: "Where did the wild boy come from, he dared to roar here, and tell you that this son is the Tianli of Song Jiazhuang, you are Tai Sui's head breaking ground, come here, give me this kid!"

The young man sneered: "Since you are unreasonable, why bother to be uplifting and acting in the beginning, directly let your subordinates destroy this temple, if there is another disaster in Songjia Town, see which immortal is willing to help your Song family!"

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"You minions, what are you still watching? Isn't Ben Gongzi's words good?" Song Er Gongzi roared: "Smash this temple for me, smash, smash, burn that bamboo house for me!"

"Haha, sure enough, the descendants of the Song family don't know what to do, and if the Song family doesn't grow, it is inevitable that there will be such unscrupulous descendants!

The young man said, took out a talisman, lit it in the wind, and Song Ergongzi suddenly froze, like a clay sculpture.

The house slave who was about to rush up noticed the strange appearance of Song Ergongzi, and immediately surrounded him, shouting and shaking at the same time. Where is the Taiyi Talisman that they can solve.

"Immortals, immortals, immortals, immortals!" All the people around knelt down in unison and kept bowing!

The young man hurriedly saluted and said: "Blind date, please get up, I am not a god, I am just a little disciple of the ancestor, just make a move, just punish those who are disrespectful to the ancestor, our incense ceremony continues!"

A housekeeper of the Song family hurriedly stepped forward and bowed: "Please don't remember the villain, let my son-in-law go!"

The young man said: "As long as the Song family is sincere, the ban of the second son of Song will naturally be lifted." ”

"The time has come, and the incense ceremony has officially begun--! "A young girl's voice sounded.

The young man took Su Fei and a few students, each grabbing a corner of the red cloth of the seven small statues.

"The first item, open the light! Please Mr. Meng open the statue of the Confucian ancestor!" the girl voice rose again.

Outside the temple, everyone began to rush forward, vying to see the statue of the god once again unveiled in front of the world! But when they heard this, their faces were surprised and looked at the tall scholar in a Confucian shirt in the crowd!

The tall scholar's face was agitated, his lips trembled, and he stepped forward and grabbed the corner of the red cloth.

"On-light!" Xin'er shouted, and the voice came far away!

Several people tore off the red cloth at the same time, and eight statues came to the world from then on!

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