"Sure enough, it's the power of incense?"

Looking at the white light and majestic Qiantang Water God, Zhang Yutang subconsciously remembered a book he had read in his previous life, which was written----

There is no god in this world, but there are more people who worship it, and there is a god.

God is worshipped by man.

When you gather popularity, accept incense, and have divine power, you become a god.

"This is not considered the way of incense gods, but these gods have accepted the incense in the world, and they have to do things for people, and there is no immortal at ease, as if one day, the gods have no answers, and the incense is cut off, and they will fall off the altar. ”

With a sigh, Zhang Yutang said in his heart:

"I travel once, I must not become these thug-like gods, I want to become a free, unrestrained immortal, whatever I want, I can do whatever I want, the sky does not care, the earth is not restricted, chic, happy, that kind of life is called life. ”

After looking again, in addition to the fact that the main hall was full of divine power, there was nothing special about it, so he received the Yin and Yang Divine Rune, and the divine light in front of him suddenly disappeared, just like before.

In the temple of the water god Niangniang, there are more and more people, there is an endless stream of people who worship the gods on the incense, every time it is a high incense, after praying and wishing, devotionally leave, like Zhang Yutang standing here, rudely looking at the gods, there is only this one, there is no semicolon.

These people who came to offer incense, after each one came, saw Zhang Yutang so rude, they all glared angrily, brushed their sleeves and left.

Ah Bao, who was next to him, was frightened and reminded loudly:

"Childe, it's time to incense the water goddess. ”

"Good. ”

Zhang Yutang nodded and said indifferently:

"Take three pillars of high incense. ”

Ah Bao had already prepared and handed over three long and thick incense candles.

Zhang Yutang took it in his hand, lit it, and worshiped respectfully three times, without sorrow, joy or desire, and then inserted the high incense in the three-legged tripod, letting the cigarette smoke roll, permeating the entire hall.

"Let's go!"

After burning incense, Zhang Yutang led the two out of the hall of the water god Niangniang.

"Childe, what are you asking for?" Ah Bao looked at the leisurely childe and asked with some curiosity.

Zhang Yutang's surname is kind, and he treats his subordinates equally, and slowly these subordinates are no longer very restrained to Zhang Yutang, and they can say some things that ordinary slaves dare not say relatively freely.

It's just that when Li Yong heard this, he immediately reprimanded:

"Bao, don't ask, once these things are said, they won't work. ”

In fact, Li Yong is also a little curious, what is his son-in-law asking for, fame, or a beautiful woman like flowers?

Ah Bao's face turned pale, and he said in a low voice:

"I'm sorry, Childe, I shouldn't have asked, you must not say it. ”

Zhang Yutang smiled indifferently and looked at the two behind him:

"It's nothing, it's nothing to say, because I don't want anything, it's just a pure salute to the water god Niangniang, the water god Niangniang benefits one party, and should be respected, and then ask God to worship the Buddha, it's better to ask for it, I am my own god, and I am strong, which is the last word. ”

Po wondered:

"When people are in trouble, shouldn't they ask God to worship Buddha and pray for their blessing?"

"When people are in trouble, they can ask God to worship Buddha, but if God and Buddha are also in trouble, then who should they go to?"

"Will the gods and Buddhas also be in trouble?"

"Who knows, maybe there will be. ”

The three masters and servants opened their mouths and talked endlessly, talking about some ghosts and gods, which made the nearby villagers avoid them like snakes and scorpions.

The things of ghosts and gods should not be talked about lightly.

Most of the villagers here are simple people, and their belief in ghosts and gods and piety are unforgettable, and they naturally don't have much joy when they see atheists like Zhang Yutang.

Even some scholars often say that they are silent and confused, but whenever they come to the big exam, they often worship God and Buddha, such as worshiping Emperor Wenchang, Kuidou Xingjun and other ghosts and gods.

The doctrine of God and Buddha has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

The whole morning passed quietly in the play, Li Yong was strong and strong, Zhang Yutang practiced the method, but he didn't feel anything, Ah Bao was young and lacked strength, and gradually felt a little out of breath.

"Let's go, let's find a place, eat something, rest our feet, and then go to the Qiantang River to have a look." ”

Zhang Yutang glanced at Ah Bao and walked towards a nearby restaurant.

Ah Bao stared at Zhang Yutang's back with emotion, and suddenly felt that Zhang Yutang's back was extremely tall:

"Childe, what a rare good person?"

"It's up to you to say that!"

Li Yong and Po passed by:

"I, Li Yong, have grown so big, and I have never seen such a sympathetic son. ”

After eating in the store and resting for a while, the master and servant walked towards the bank of the Qiantang River.

A majestic and vast river appeared in front of me, but in the Qiantang River, the water was full of water, the waves were empty, the waves crashed on the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up.

"What a big river!"

On the Qiantang River, the waves rise and fall, the waves are turbulent, rolling out of the crystal waves, the waves rise and fall, like the mountains and the sea, the ground cracks and landslides, and it is like thousands of troops and horses are fighting, roaring, Jin Ge Iron Horse, the sound moves for nine days, like thunder.

Suddenly, the drums on all sides rose in unison, and in front of the eyes of tens of millions of people, the river tide surged again, wrapped in a thunderous and drum-like loud sound, rushing in, and the sea seemed to dump all its water here.

What's even more amazing is that there are several vigorous tide-making warriors standing on the crest of the waves, they haunt the waves, but the red flag in their hands is never wet, which is really thrilling and exciting.

"Tide on!"

The three masters and servants of Zhang Yutang were also enthusiastic and cheered loudly for these warriors.

The excitement was overflowing, Zhang Yutang's eyes were shining, and he shouted loudly:

"Li Yong, Ah Bao's pen and ink are waiting, son, I want to write words!"

"Yes, Childe!" good words are matched with good scenes, and the scenes are blended.

At this time, on both sides of the Qiantang River, there were already many literati and ink writers, who opened the pen in their hands and wrote down the pride in their hearts.

Beautiful scenery, big waves.

Crash!

Li Yong and Ah Bao pulled one end at a time, and pulled it away.

"Good!"

Zhang Yutang laughed wildly, the pen walked the dragon snake, picked up the pen and wrote, and with a wave:

"Long memories of watching the tide, full of Guo people vying for the river. The sea of suspicion is empty, and the drums are beating on all faces. The tide stands towards the waves, and the red flag is not wet. Don't look at it in a dream, the dream is still cold. ”

The name is inscribed in the long panel---Jiuquanzi.Watching the tide has a feeling, Qiantang Zhang Yutang.

"Ten thousand drums are in unison, the momentum is shocking, the tide is proud, making people feel frightened, this is magnificent, this person is heroic, this word is excellent. ”

Most of the people watching the tide on the sidelines were literati and scholars, dignitaries and nobles, and they couldn't help but praise loudly when they saw the poem Jiuquanzi written by Zhang Yutang.

"Isn't this Qiantang prodigy Zhang Yutang, no wonder you can write such a good word, I heard that when he was seven years old, he also wrote a butterfly love flower. "People who have sharp eyes have long recognized this little boy who is as rich as jade, it is Zhang Yutang, the young master of the Zhang Mansion.

"Yes, yes, I also heard, it is said that once the butterfly love flower comes out, there will be no butterfly love flower in the world. ”

"A child, if you can write any good words, you can read them and listen to them. "When someone praises, someone will inevitably be jealous.

"Just read it, I don't believe you can write a butterfly love flower that is better than Zhang Gongzi. "Some people are jealous, and naturally some people defend it, and they immediately read it aloud:

"After reading the bitterness of parting at the end of the world, I don't return, and the flowers are as promised. The bottom of the flowers looked at each other without a word, and the green window spring and the sky were silent. To tell the acacia lamp, a wisp of new love, a thousand wisps of old hatred. The most important thing is that the world can't stay, and Zhu Yan is a flowery tree. ”

"The most important thing is that the world can't stay, and ----the people who hear it are stunned:

"Is such a word really written by a child?"

"Why not, when Yongfeng School provoked Mingyang School, as soon as Zhang Gongzi made a move, Zhou Bowen of Yongfeng School didn't dare to move. ”

When the people in the nearby Yongfeng School heard this, they all blew their noses and glared, angry, and helpless.

Lack of knowledge, skills are not as good as others, how can you block everyone's mouth.

"What a teenager!"

Many people nearby immediately focused their eyes on Zhang Yutang's body, and even some people began to secretly inquire about Zhang Yutang's life experience, and heard that Zhang Yutang was not yet married and was going to take this year's big exam.

Some families with daughters began to secretly move.

This is a dragon monster son-in-law, it is better to act than to move, and you must start first.

"Oops, someone's overboard!"

When he was looking at Zhang Yutang, suddenly there was a frightened shout from the crowd, Zhang Yutang looked around, and saw a person running like flying, his long robe fluttering, stepping into the river in a few steps, and jumping down without hesitation.

"Daddy?"

A familiar voice came from his ears, and he saw Xu Xian crying and running towards the middle-aged man who jumped into the water, followed by Xu Jiaorong, who looked panicked, with a discolored face and a face full of fear.

"Could it be Dr. Xu?"

With his eyes fixed, Zhang Yutang looked into the water and was suddenly startled.

In the water of Qiantang, countless streams of yin qi rose to the sky, connecting into a piece, like wolf smoke.

"Water ghost yin, how many people have to die here. ”

Zhang Yutang understood that this was a drowning person, looking for a substitute.

Dr. Xu is here, and there is more than luck.

ps: The second update on Monday was delivered, just to be on the classification list, don't say anything, everyone support it.