Zhang Yixian was also taken aback by his speculation, he suddenly felt that he was thinking too far, not to mention this kind of thing involving gods and Buddhas, just to say that at the moment, his own matter has not been resolved.

Keep an eye on it, Zhang Yixian is not in a hurry to find out the truth of these things, now he is just the lowest god among the immortals, what he has to do now is to improve his strength.

The affairs of the City God Temple are taken care of by Lao Qintou, and he has also left a mark in secret, which can protect Lao Qintou in extraordinary times. And then you can use this mark to do some surveillance.

Think about the late autumn of the current world, and most of the rulers of the Yuan Dynasty are unsatisfactory, from the king to the civil and military ministers, who have long since consumed the momentum of Kublai Khan's iron hooves in the Middle East and even Europe.

Time flies, and no matter how powerful the hero is, he can't withstand the erosion of the years.

Throwing away distracting thoughts in his heart, Zhang Yixian had the opportunity to stand in front of his clay statue and look carefully.

To be honest, this clay statue is a little ugly, but it is not hopeless, and Zhang Yixian can't tolerate that his idol will be like this. At that moment, he was ruthless, and the mana in his body was instantly submerged into the clay statue, and the statue that was unbearable just now suddenly became much more vivid, although it was not yet at the level of a real person, but its body naturally revealed a majesty.

"It's much more pleasing to the eye now, but it's not too early, let's talk about the rest tomorrow." ”

As soon as the night fell, Zhang Yixian felt that he had no interest, either looking for ghosts around the City God Temple or holding his chin and looking at the bright moon in the sky boredly.

Touching it casually, feeling the wind passing in his hand, Zhang Yixian suddenly felt a little confused, it was only more than 20 days since he came to this world, and he didn't even know what he should do.

Unfamiliar, coupled with the fear of heaven, Zhang Yixian suddenly felt that it was not a lucky thing to cross here, and he still had his own worries and regrets.

"Slow down, slow down. I have inquired, this Yingtianfu is such a city god temple within a radius of 100 miles. I guess that's it. ”

"Daddy, slow down. ”

Zhang Yixian was a little curious, listening to this subtle voice, a person sounded in his mind.

As the two of them slowly approached the City God Temple, he also saw the faces of the two of them clearly, and the figure of one of them made him confirm the thoughts in his heart.

"It turned out to be the bold woman last night, and she really looked like a heroine among women. Zhang Yixian muttered to himself, looking at the two people who sneaked into the City God Temple, followed by the woman who came out of the funeral procession last night. And listening to his name, it was his father who was a little anxious ahead.

At this time, the two of them were dressed very gorgeously, but they did not carry any gold and silver jewelry on their hands, but carried a thick food box and some precious high-quality sandalwood.

Both of them had sweat on their foreheads, and the woman's father was still panting in his mouth and nose, and the further he went, the more awe appeared on his face.

Zhang Yixian fixed his eyes and found that the middle-aged man's head had a trace of red luck coming out, and with his dress, he thought that he must be an extremely wealthy person.

"Dad, here we are. ”

"Good. Wan'er, put the tribute on the altar, burn some incense wax paper candles, and kneel nine times to thank the city god for saving the little girl's life. ”

The further down he looked, the more certain Zhang Yixian was that the identities of these two people were extraordinary, not only the pale red luck revealed above their heads, but even the tribute that the woman placed on the divine table was very precious, pig's head, roast chicken, peanuts and peanuts.

As the father and daughter will light the incense wax paper candle, a subtle light red incense appeared in front of Zhang Yixian, carefully felt the power of the incense contained in it, he compared the power of the previous incense, and found that although the power of the two incense looks the same, but the essence is different, the power of the incense is the middle-aged man in front of Zhang Yixian in front of him, generous, and noble.

Putting away the power of the incense, his eyes revealed a complicated look, he didn't know whether he belonged to a human or a god now, he was still used to thinking from a human point of view, not a god.

"Maybe it's just my guess. Zhang Yixian can only comfort himself like this, otherwise he doesn't know what to do in the face of such a situation, at least he hasn't found out what harm these incense powers have to him, he is not a saint, he can do no desire, let alone be in such a world where immortals, gods and Buddhas coexist, he also wants to explore the unknown.

"Lord Chenghuang, Xiaomin Chen Xian, this is the little girl Chen Wan, thank you Lord Chenghuang for rescuing the little girl from the demons last night, today I will offer tribute and incense wax paper candles to the girl to express my heart, and I hope that the Lord Chenghuang will smile. ”

As soon as the middle-aged man's words fell, Zhang Yixian felt that there was something more in his mind, and then looked carefully, it turned out that there was a change in the "life and death book" on his body, and he opened it casually, Zhang Yixian noticed that at this moment, Chen Xian, who was kneeling and bowing to his idol, and Chen Wan's birthday information all appeared on it, and after a closer look, he found that the middle-aged man in front of him who looked dignified and noble was a native of Yingtianfu, who had been in business for generations, and did more good deeds, and his merits continued.

Looking at Chen Wan's record again, it is more tragic, not only was he widowed at a young age, but he was pregnant for a month in his belly, according to the above record, the child was not recognized by his father's family, and finally he was raised by Chen Wan, but there is no record in the future.

Moreover, Chen Xian only has such a daughter in his life, and there will be no heirs behind him, so he has to sigh at the miracle of fate.

Zhang Yixian felt it in his heart, so he shot out a ray of light from his hand and attached it to Chen Xian, and after he fell asleep, he could know the cause and effect, and he could also understand the origin of the fetus in his daughter's womb.

Thinking about the experience of so many poor people in this era, Zhang Yixian even looked forward to the rise of Zhu Yuanzhang, at least the country he established was a country of Han people, and the status of the Han people was much higher than now, so they would not be treated as animals that were bought and sold and killed at will like this.

Chen Xian's father and daughter left, looking at the food offered on the god table, Zhang Yixian actually felt that he had some appetite, before coming to the god table, his nose inhaled, and a strong fragrance overflowed from the offerings, and the next moment the food that he smelled all lost its appearance just now, and even became a little difficult to swallow.

Zhang Yixian's heart was uneasy, and he thought of the fairy sword put away in the golden seal, and the whole person became interested, dancing under the moon.

The twisting and pinching look is really unique.

Although sword dancing is a technical job, he doesn't know the art of fighting, so he can only give up after fiddling with it, and then find a famous teacher to dance again in the future.