After lunch, I stayed in the clinic until three o'clock in the afternoon. On the grounds that Qianfancheng has not been very stable recently, I asked the clinic employees to get off work early. This reason sounds a bit far-fetched, but after learning that the salary is still the same, both the doctors and nurses in the clinic left faster than the other, for fear that Zhu Jue would regret it on the spot.

The explanation that was thought of in advance did not come in handy, and it could not be said to be a bad thing. After cleaning up, Zhu Jue took Suzi and Gu Yinqiao to the religious district of Qianfan City.

The matter that the store manager Gattuso commissioned in the religious goods store yesterday has already responded. They are now going to find Fisher Faraz, the character who appeared in the religious channel interview program.

Although Qianfan City is not a city with a strong religious atmosphere like Rongxia City, it also has a considerable number of believers because of its huge population base.

Therefore, among the 40 communities in the Lower City of Qianfan City, communities No. 7 and No. 27 are officially recognized as religious areas. This setting is estimated to mean that they can cover the 40 communities in the Lower City of Zhujue to the maximum extent. The destination of this trip is Community No. 27.

Of course, this does not mean that missionary or living here are only allowed to be believers in these two communities, but it is just a compromise solution that the Qianfancheng government has thought of in order to minimize the burden on the religious affairs management department.

All religious activities in these two communities can receive some help and support from the government, such as the parade of the Ten Thousand Ghost Festival. The activities in these two communities are particularly rich, which may not be as good as the spring festival in Rongxia City, and can also attract many tourists to come and watch.

At the same time, the official government also allows various denominations to open formal large churches and temples after paying the so-called "sermon" tax, so that believers can have a place to worship, rather than the house where Father Kane was arrested before Zhujue, which was not so much a church as a small prayer hall.

There are very few things happening in Qianfan City recently, and it is very strange. Although the government covers it up in every way, just like what happened in the No. 1 community yesterday, many things cannot be deleted. Word of mouth can't be stopped.

However, what unexpectedly happened was that the successive events not only did not make the No. 27 community deserted, but were much more lively than other communities!

The airship flew in the outer empty floor of Community No. 27. Zhu Jue held his mobile phone and looked at the steaming smoke on the street, the colorful prayer flags and the crowds coming and going. In addition, Community No. 27 was already close to the ground floor community, and the simple and rough street buildings were mixed.

It should have been a lively scene, but because of the complex elements, it seems dark and difficult to understand, making people subconsciously frown.

"Where are you waiting for us?"

As the manager of a religious goods store, Gattuso has been immersed in this industry for a long time and knows a lot, so Zhu Jue spent extra money to hire him as an intermediary. Not long after, Zhu Jue reached out to pat the driver's chair and said,

“Stop No. 6, Gattuso is at the tea stall on the right side of the exit.”

I spent more than ten minutes to arrive at the No. 6 stop based on the electronic map.

As soon as the airship settled at the berth, Zhu Jue and his group passed the hue value test. As soon as they left the door, a unique smell of incense and candles burning came towards them. Then another ringtone that was not sure whether it was noisy or lively torrent came into their ears.

Zhu Jue's eyes were wandering among the crowd, and soon locked in Gattuso, who was holding a silver-white metal bowl on the side of a stall on the right side, waving toward him.

“Is this the case in the community of 27?”

After crossing a wave of monks wearing Tibetan red lama clothes and beating with iron cymbals in their hands, Zhu Jue came to the tea stall, his eyes stayed on the crowded street again, and he couldn't help but ask.

"Of course not. This is one of the few temple streets in the No. 27 community. It was originally just a street. In the past few years, Qianfan City was renovated. I heard that it was an integration area that several sects with more believers had discussed and joined forces to form an integration area. It said that they wanted to live in peace and have free belief. Anyway, I think it was just a little rich and everyone made money together. Even purchasing goods is much more convenient. It has developed to this day, so people from all kinds of sects can see it."

As Gattuso said, he got up and put the bowl in a row of depressions next to the stall. The cleaning robot was cleaning next to him slowly walked over. A Sanskrit character that Zhu Jue couldn't understand appeared on the display screen where his head replaced his eyes. When the former took out his phone and swept it across the display screen, he raised his hand to flick it in his chest, and then bowed to take away the tea bowl.

"Where is Fisher?"

Zhu Jue did not intend to delve into the history of this temple street. After getting a vague answer, he turned to the target person on this trip.

"At the spiritual resident in front, I asked him to have an interview with you."

Gattuso was also a master. He took money to do business. As he said that, he began to walk forward and signaled Zhu Jue and the other two to follow.

It was almost evening, and because of its geographical location in the No. 27 Community, the sky was still bright when it was driving outside in the central empty floor, quickly dimming in the street.

However, the visibility on the street is not reduced at all, because Miao Street is to some extent a commercial street in Community No. 27, with dense crowds and lights naturally not lacking.

Interestingly, the lighting provided in Temple Street is not entirely street lights. To be precise, the street lights here are not only far from each other, but also their appearance is no longer a common style. They have become an old-fashioned chandeliers with an oval cover, which limits its lighting range.

Therefore, the darkness between the street lights and street lights became a place for some shops and stalls to play freely. They were hung high on mechanical telescopic poles, with large red lanterns covered with square paper, translucent crystal lamps scattering various lights, and a lampstand with a slightly shaped like an enlarged version of Aladdin spotlights.

To some extent, these lighting devices with different styles represent that the stalls in that place belong to that part of the religious culture, but because they are set against the very old rusty building, the nearby area looks inexplicably strange.

Half a street, Zhu Jue saw the preacher sitting on the candle-surrounded Scripture stage, wearing only a white cloak to preach the scriptures. He also saw the crowd wearing "colorful" clothes, dancing in the form of a strange dance like a god, shaking his head, and there were many people around him who either cheered loudly or raised his hands to make strange gestures and prayed in a low voice.

It is clearly a religious ceremony. In their opinion, there may be some performance art inside?

"So many strange things have happened in Qianfan City recently. Do they still dare to gather together to join in the fun?"

Zhu Jue looked around with interest for a while, feeling the noisy crowd around him, and couldn't help but ask.

"Haha, it's because there are so many strange things that this place is lively. You are not from this industry. They want to have supernatural events. Only ghosts and gods are there."

Gattuso explained casually, suddenly turned around, glanced at Zhu Jue, and then pointed to a stall selling masks next to him. Someone nearby was performing the scene of evil ghosts being cannibalized and then being expelled by gods, and said in a muffled voice,

"If there is no demon, what is the meaning of the existence of angels? Only when people are afraid of hell will they think of entering heaven."

"It's interesting. It seems that there are small items sold there and go over and take a look."

Zhu Jue seemed to suddenly think of something, turned his pace and headed towards the stall.

"Hey, if you are going to visit the temple street, why not come back after the talks. I have to go home for dinner in the evening, and you just spend money to ask me to make an appointment with a fisherman. Your "tour guide" is not included in the service."

Looking at the two ladies who had been following him without saying a word, Gatuso, who had originally expected them to persuade him, could only trot over and remind him.

Although Fisher Faraz is just a small character in his opinion, he just said this in private. Those who can talk about his own teachings on the interview program will naturally not be a simple person in this No. 27 community. If he is late, he might be considered a "business" this time. At that time, who will he ask for compensation?

"Don't worry, I just bought two things. This gossip mirror is good. How much does it cost?"

The reason why Zhu Jue turned around was naturally not the performance show here, but the things sold here.

The brass-colored Bagua plate has several grooves outlined with cinnabar, and a convex mirror is embedded in the center. The overall size of a palm is quite obvious. It should not be something on the assembly line. At most, it was polished and used in the later stage, and it looks unexpectedly simple and exquisite.

"200, I will also give you a guide to religious cold knowledge. How about it? It's all for you to earn!"

The stall owner had a cross hanging on his chest, but the objects placed on the stall were incomparable to his sect.

"200, are your gossip mirrors gilded or gilded? Are you not afraid of being stabbed by someone at this price?"

As a colleague, Gattuso immediately stood up and exposed the other party's face of the profiteer.

What a joke, this mirror is only 80 in his shop, and slaughtering pigs is not the same as slaughtering!

Zhu Jue fiddled with the gossip mirror and glanced at the evil ghost pattern on the cover of the booklet that was only half a centimeter thick handed over by the stall owner to attract customers. The green fangs looked like a guy from the Eastern Hell. He didn't say much when he got it. He ignored Gatuso, who was casting strange eyes, signaled Suzi to pay, and turned around and left.

"Sir, you want to buy this mirror and just tell me. I have a better one. I can save the house and eliminate bad luck. And it is a real gilded product, and it only sells you 998!"

Seeing that Zhu Jue had no intention of bargaining, Gattuso immediately came over and said with some pleasing meaning.

"I can't use it. It's really gilded and it doesn't smell like leaving. Everything you need to prepare is ready. Take me to meet Fisher. I'm in a hurry."

Put the gossip mirror into your trench coat pocket and flip through the book of the religious cold knowledge guide with one hand.

Gattuso didn't understand what Zhu Jue said, but he didn't have the idea of ​​digging into the bottom line. In his opinion, it was a serious matter to bring people as soon as possible.

Go ahead and start leading the way.
Chapter completed!