Fang Xiaoqing was very excited to hear that she could walk with her and drove much more quickly.

The three of them went back to Maoshan Medical Hall first to take a look. Hao Jiyou hung the rest sign on the door, and this time he drove to the Dawang Temple in Kejiawan.

There is a phone call from Hao Jiyou on the rest sign. If there is any business coming, I will call to make an appointment with Hao Jiyou.

Kejiawan is located in the northeast suburb of Shancheng, only a dozen miles away from Shancheng University, and you will arrive in a blink of an eye.

The village is very large, with hundreds of families, and many small factories and handicraft workshops open here, so it looks very lively and more like an urban village.

The Dawang Temple is on the hillside in the front half of the village. There are four small tiled houses covered with red glazed tiles, which can be seen from a distance.

However, there is no avenue around the Dawang Temple, so you cannot drive there. You must abandon your car and walk from the front of the village.

The three of them abandoned their car and walked to the Dawang Temple.

Hao Jiyou said poorly again, "I don't know if the King of Kings worships the King of Golden Horns or the King of Silver Horns are worshipped in this King of Kings? Didn't these two monsters be taken over by Sun Wukong back then? Why did they come here to open a temple again?"

Zhuge Lei shook his head and said:

"You know Hu Lili, what's the matter with the King of Jinjiao? The regular King of Jinjiao is generally worshipped by the Taoist Wang Lingguan. However, the King of Kings here is probably not the regular King of Kings. Because it is too shabby, there are only a few broken houses."

Hao Jiyou grinned and asked for advice: "It's still Brother Lei who knows a lot, but who is this Wang Lingguan? Please give me advice."

Fang Xiaoqing also said, "Yes, cousin, let's talk about Wang Ling's affairs."

Zhuge Lei nodded and said:

"Wang Lingguan is the Taoist guardian and mountain-suppressing general, and the commander of the five hundred spiritual officials in Wudang Mountain, named Marshal Hua Guang, also known as the Five Appearances. His status in Taoist mythology is similar to that of Weituo in Buddhism.

In many large Taoist temples, the spiritual officer guarding the Taoist temple mountain gate is usually this Wang Lingguan.

Just now, Hao Jiyou talked about the Golden Horn King Silver Horn King in Journey to the West. In fact, Wang Lingguan also appeared in Journey to the West. When Sun Wukong made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace, Wang Lingguan led thirty-six thunder gods to fight with Sun Wukong for dozens of matches, but the winner was not decided."

Fang Xiaoqing nodded repeatedly: "So it's such a character, amazing!"

Hao Jiyou curled his lips and said, "I don't think he is powerful at all. He is not a winner and defeat with Sun Wukong, but was beaten by Sun Wukong so hard that he was urinating. Otherwise, the Jade Emperor would not have invited Guanyin Bodhisattva and Tathagata Buddha."

Zhuge Lei glared at Hao Jiyou and cursed: "I met a bullshit guy. You guy is just a stunt guy!"

While talking, the three of them had already arrived in front of the King's Temple.

If you burn incense and pray to God, you must hurry up early.

At this time, the Dawang Temple had been open for a long time and sent away many pilgrims, but dozens of pilgrims were queuing in front of the door to burn incense.

Zhuge Lei and others came to the temple, and an old man immediately came to receive the reception with a bag on his back and asked enthusiastically:

"Are you here to burn incense? Is it the first time? Oh, you have come to the right place! The Dawang Temple here is the most incense hottest. We are asking for children and wealth, seeking marriage and peace, driving evil and curing diseases, asking divination, choosing good fortune and avoiding misfortune and choosing days. These are the most effective!"

Zhuge Lei was happy. Is this verbal brother Hao Jiyou, his senior brother?

Hao Jiyou also grinned, pointed at Zhuge Lei and Fang Xiaoqing and said:

"This is my elder brother and sister-in-law. They are here to pray for children, wanting to ask for a pair of dragon and phoenix twins! They have been married for three years and work overtime day and night, but they can't give birth to children. There is no way, so they have to come to Dawang Temple to pray for children. I am a poor man and come to seek wealth."

After a moment of rushing, Fang Xiaoqing's face blushed to her neck, and she glared at Hao Jiyou, feeling a little inexplicable sweetness in her heart.

Zhuge Lei was also furious and wanted to deal with Hao Jiyou. In this public place, it was not very convenient, so he had to hold it back.

"It's okay to ask for children and money!" The old man took out a small notebook from his backpack, wrote three numbers in a simplified manner, and tore them to Hao Jiyou, saying:

"There are too many pilgrims. You have to queue up and get a number first. One number costs ten yuan. If you call you, you will go in!"

Hao Jiyou took over the number, paid the money, and said:

"The incense in Dawang Temple is so good. You have to make an automatic number pickup machine, just like a bank. Otherwise, I will contact you? A friend of mine is to install and sell automatic number pickup machine, and you can give you a discount..."

"No, no, no, I don't understand those high-techs." The old man shook his head and smiled, turned around and called on other pilgrims to go.

Hao Jiyou muttered again: "It's paralyzed, but it's feudal superstition to make money. If there are 100 pilgrims a day, the number of yuan is 1,000 yuan! On the day, tomorrow, I will change the Maoshan Medical Hall to Maoshan Temple..."

Zhuge Lei took Fang Xiaoqing to the temple gate and looked inward.

I saw pilgrims receiving cigarettes in the temple, choking people's mouths and noses. A thin and tall old woman, the boy in the temple of the Dawang Temple, was guiding pilgrims to burn incense and pointing at the incense head to analyze the good and bad luck.

The shrine is placed against the western wall, and the statue of Guanyin Master is enshrined on it.

The walls of the temple are covered with messy banners, which are all flattering words such as "rejuvenation of your wishes", "respond to your child", "the empress sends you to your son", and "the boundless Buddhist teachings".

Zhuge Lei glanced around and didn't see the old country man who went to the gym yesterday.

Looking at the sky above the statue, there was a faint black air circling in the rising smoke.

Ghost fairy?

Zhuge Lei nodded slightly.

From a Taoist perspective, the Guanyin Master worshipped here is just a cover, and the main master in the temple is a ghost immortal.

Since there are ghost immortals sitting in the hall, the small temple is somewhat effective, so it is naturally conceivable.

Hao Jiyou also came over and asked in a low voice: "Brother Lei, is that old guy inside yesterday? If he were here, I would beat him up immediately to search for his teeth!"

"That old guy is not here, probably not here." Zhuge Lei smiled and suddenly whispered again: "Follow me in, I'll pretend to show you!"

"Ah? Brother Lei wants to show off? OK OK, it really caught me off guard!" Hao Jiyou was overjoyed and was so excited that he scratched his head.

Zhuge Lei nodded, took Fang Xiaoqing and Hao Jiyou, and walked into the small temple in a big way, and said loudly: "I'll let you go, I'll get in the team!"

With a swish, the small temple became quiet.

The temple boys and a dozen pilgrims all turned to look at Zhuge Lei, thinking that this guy was too frivolous and reckless.

Zhuge Lei grinned, walked to the statue, and looked at the statue as if no one was around.

The temple boy stepped forward, pulled Zhuge Lei, and glared and said, "Who is you young man? You are screaming here and hitting the gods, so you are not afraid of the gods punishing you!"
Chapter completed!