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Chapter 71

The reason for the City God’s Talk (please ask for monthly votes)

Daohai!

The original name cannot be checked!

At the age of four, he entered the temple to practice.

Kill the evil ghost without reducing the number of hands.

This record is more powerful than many ghosts.

Evil ghosts harm people.

Daohai witnessed it several times, and with his own experience, he never had a good impression of the ghost in the underworld. As the underworld, he was responsible for catching evil ghosts, and letting evil ghosts harm others is a dereliction of duty.

He has beaten the ghost messenger in Shangyang County several times, let alone come to Poyang County now.

Lin Ye's mouth twitched. He already knew the original fierce record of Daohai from Daoyuan's mouth. If it weren't for the abbot stopping him, he would have been a ruthless character who would have burned the City God Temple.

But when he saw Dao Hai's merciless pole, he was still shocked.

This is a little too cruel.

By comparison, I just whipped the intestines with willow branches at that time, and it seemed a little kind.

The water ghost will go crazy, it is not his own problem, but his own psychological tolerance.

This Zen Staff directly dissipated the body of Yinqi, but soon the body of Yinqi appeared again, but it looked a little thinner than before.

"You... dare to attack my underworld..."

Bang bang bang bang!

Before the other party could finish his speech, Daohai went down the third meditation staff again.

Yinchao's figure dissipated three times.

Another Yinmai's hand holding the chain was trembling. He wanted to help his companions, but when he saw Daohai's face full of flesh and the Buddha's light when he was waving the Zen Staff, he finally chose to stand aside and tremble.

They are ghosts in the underworld, but to put it bluntly, they are also ghosts. However, the City God summoned them into his subordinates, and the people worshiped the City God only. The power of incense could not reach them, so they were also afraid of the Buddha's light.

"Stop fighting. If you have any questions to know, the young one must speak out."

"Senior brother, stop."

Lin Ye stopped Daohai and looked at the scared evil spirit. Wouldn't it be better if this would have happened? Why bother to be beaten like this?

"Tell me, what's going on with the Ye family?"

"Ye Zhiyuan had already died six years ago, but his soul left Poyang County. When he returned to the city today, Lord Chenghuang sensed that the youngest person came to seek the soul."

"Where is Ye Zhiyuan's wife and children?"

"Ye Zhiyuan's wife and children have also died for several years, but Lord Chenghuang ordered that we should not come and seek souls. Ye Zhiyuan's wife and children are also arranged by Lord Chenghuang. If the two adults have questions, they might as well go to the underworld to ask Lord Chenghuang."

"Since you are visiting, you might as well go to our City God Office to have a lecture!"

Just as Lin Ye was hesitating whether to go to the City God Temple, a sound sounded in his ears. Lin Ye didn't need to hesitate anymore. The City God sensed the situation here and took the initiative to send a voice.

City God Temple!

Lin Ye and Daohai came to the city god temple. The city god temple was full of incense, and people came in and out to burn incense from time to time. At the door, there were four evil men standing. Of course, these people could not see it.

A woman hugged the child and burned incense. The child twisted, and the woman's hands were a little looser, and the child's face poked towards the lit incense head.

As the child's eyes were about to be poked by the incense head. A breeze blew, lifting the child's head, and the three incense sticks were extinguished in an instant.

"City God, thank you for your blessing."

The woman was still scared. She first checked the child and confirmed that her son was not injured. She quickly knelt down and kowtowed to the statue of the City God in the temple. She murmured the City God's spirit and thanked the City God for his words.

In the temple, a middle-aged man wearing Confucian clothes came out.

"The Poyang City God has met two virtuous brothers."

When the City God saluted, Lin Ye and Daohai naturally returned the salutation.

"Please, two brothers."

The City God led Lin Ye and Daohai to the backyard of the City God Temple. However, before turning around, the City God glanced at the four secret messes at the door and said in a deep voice: "The child was not injured in time. Go and receive the punishment after the payment."

"yes."

The four secret messengers answered respectfully without any complaints.

"Master Chenghuang is so strict with Yin Clan?" Lin Ye asked curiously.

"The common people come to the temple to burn incense, asking for peace and well. If they are in the temple, I cannot protect them from safety, so how can I accept their incense and worship them, let alone keep the peace in the area."

The City God's words made Daohai on the side show a recognition expression. This is the real City God. Unlike the City God in Shangyang County, they have no people in their eyes and are just thinking about how to obtain more incense power.

Backyard, elegant and quiet.

Some maids put on fragrant tea and snacks, and these maids are not living people, but female ghosts.

"The two virtuous brothers and Ye Zhiyuan went into the city together. I think they were curious why Ye Zhiyuan died but his soul was no different from a living person, including Ye Zhiyuan's wife and children."

The City God took the initiative to mention it, and Lin Ye nodded to say that it was indeed the case.

"In fact, this is all caused by my official's thoughts."

The City God sighed quietly: "I have been serving as the City God of Poyang County for two years. Poyang County is not bad in other aspects. It has been a general and a wealthy business, but the literary world is weaker."

"Ye Zhiyuan showed amazing literary talent when he was young. I was happy in my heart. I was the one who showed a talented man in Poyang County's literary world that could drive the literary style of the entire county town. For private reasons, I am the city god. Although I have no responsibility to educate the Yang people, if I have a top scholar in the local area, it would be a great merit."

"I am extremely concerned about Ye Zhiyuan, but who would have thought that luck would make people think that Ye Zhiyuan failed the imperial examination twice in succession, and later, because of the ridicule of merchants, he died in anger. It was such a pity."

The City God looked sighing and regretful, "I said something to myself. Because I have been paying attention to Ye Zhiyuan for many years, Ye Zhiyuan is in my heart like my nephew."

"After Ye Zhiyuan died, his soul left his body, but he did not realize that he was dead. I guess it was because of my obsession with wanting to get a fame and fortune in my lifetime. I was also soft-hearted at that time, so I opened my mouth and let him go, and gave him the Soul-Calling Pearl."

"The soul-fixing bead can stabilize the yang spirit, making it the same as a living person. Ye Zhiyuan's wife and children, after Ye Zhiyuan's death, were unable to think about it for a moment and hanged themselves with his son."

The official originally thought that Ye Zhiyuan went away, and his obsession was to get fame and fortune. With Ye Zhiyuan's talent, he would sooner or later in high school, so he would take the Soul-Stationing Pearl for his wife and children. Waiting for Ye Zhiyuan to come back from high school and reunite the whole family, it was also a pity for his obsession.

"But who thought that Ye Zhiyuan went away just to repay the kindness of others, and this official made a mistake in speculation. But no matter what, what he did violated the rules of the underworld. Now that Ye Zhiyuan is back, he should be sent back to the underworld, and this official will also apologize to the underworld."
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