MTL - The Alternate World Is Too Dangerous: I Hide In Reality And Rule!-Chapter 75 Listen to the watch

  Chapter 75 Listening to Heaven

  Desolate temple!

  The blue tiles on the roof of the temple were broken, exposing the wooden beams below, and the moonlight poured down along the gaps in the blue tiles, leaving a slender black shadow on the ground.

   "Master, isn't the City God a god? He enjoys the incense of the people. He should protect the people and be selfless."

   "How could there be no selfishness?"

The old Taoist sighed, and said: "If you want to become a city god, you need to be granted by the imperial court on the one hand, and you also need to accumulate virtue during your lifetime. It is naturally good for every city **** to take office, but time is something that can change people's hearts. Change the heart of the City God."

   "City God is not a **** after all, but a different kind of ghost cultivator. If you want to use incense to worship and become a fairy, if you have desires, you will ask for it. As long as you ask for it, you will have selfishness."

   "Dawu, you have to remember that there is no such thing as a selfless person or a selfless fairy in this world."

   Dawu nodded a little ignorantly. He didn't quite understand what the master said, but he remembered it.

"The city **** needs incense, and if he wants incense, the people have to come to worship and offer sacrifices. But the people have so many incense, and it is better in rich areas. If it is in poor areas, the people are busy with food, so how can they have time to worship?" This is City God."

   "So, all the city gods in this world want to be city gods in rich lands, but there are only so many rich lands, so naturally there will be competition."

   "Master, then none of these incense fairies are really for the common people?"

   "The ones who can still stick to the poor land are for the people."

   "Master, have you ever seen such an incense fairy?"

Dawu looked at the old Taoist curiously, and the old Taoist's face revealed a look of reminiscence, and he said slowly: "When I first started traveling around the world, I saw a village with a family of no more than a hundred people. There was a temple of earth at the entrance of the village. There is a clay statue of the earth standing on it, and there is an incense burner in front of the statue, but there are not a few sticks of incense, and occasionally a child is mischievous, and even moves forward to move the statue of the earth, or buckle a piece of mud down."

   "Isn't this disrespectful to the Land Lord?"

   "Yes, I was also curious as a teacher at that time. Looking at the smiling old man, I asked: "Old man, you are not angry that this naughty boy moved your statue, and you don't have much incense?"

"In the end, the old man replied to me: 'I am ignorant, so why worry about it, I am the land, to keep the village safe, and I am not here to do my best and enjoy the incense. If you want to be an incense, then don't do it. This poor land."

  Dawu's eyes lit up: "Then this land master is a good land."

   "Yes, for incense, don't be a land master. Unfortunately, many incense immortals don't understand this truth. Being a land city **** is only for incense."

   "Then what happened to the land master?"

   "Later... Later, the boy in the village won the number one scholar in his studies, honored his ancestors, and when he returned to his hometown, he went to the land to worship.

   "This land master deserves it." Dawu was very happy with the ending.

  The old Taoist smiled and looked outside the temple. In the distance outside the temple, there was an old man who bowed three times in the direction of the old Taoist.

  He is the Lord of the Land, who has guarded this place for sixty years. Seeing the old Taoist at this moment, he originally wanted to ask why he became a fairy, but there is no need to ask now, the Taoist priest has already given the answer.

  The old man waved his right hand, under the moonlight, a flower bud bloomed, and a flower essence with small wings flew out from it.

  The flower essences flew to the front of the temple gate, above a fallen blue tile, then swayed their bodies slightly, hovering over the blue tile, and after a while, a drop of liquid fell and landed on the blue tile.

   drop by drop...

   One after another...

   In just a short cup of tea time, those green tiles were filled with liquid.

  The old man waved his hand again, and the flower spirits flew away happily. The old man bowed again, and then left.

   "Dawu, take this gourd and go outside to collect some water."

   "Master, there is no water outside at this time, and it's not even the hour for the dew."

   "If you are told to go, go, on the blue tiles outside the door, be careful, don't spill it."

"Oh…"

  …

  …

  Miaoying Temple.

  Master Daoyuan not only chanted Amitabha, but also ran to the Buddha statue and knelt down.

   He is ashamed of the Buddha for being an alley within the Buddhist gate.

  Lin Ye looked at Master Daoyuan's unlovable appearance, curled his lips, and made a fuss, what is this, Buddhism and Taoism are all together in so many places in the real world.

  Especially, in order to earn more money, some scenic spots insist on building a Tathagata hall in the Taoist temple. Similarly, there are also Sanqing Taoist temples in the temple, in order to catch all the believers of the two families.

   "Brother, the Buddha knows that we are also here to help others, so he will definitely understand."

  Lin Ye comforted, but in exchange Dao Yuan gave him a cold look.

   "Be quiet, don't disturb the other juniors in the temple."

"Ok."

  Lin Ye nodded. He had no choice but to choose Miaoying Temple. Among the many rituals of the Taoist sect, there was one called Shangbiao Tianting.

If you are familiar with history, you will know that ancient emperors would find someone to write Qing Ci, especially a certain emperor in the Ming Dynasty, who was extremely keen on this. The treacherous official Yan Song was a master of Qing Ci, and this Qing Ci was originally from the Taoist school. , It was written and burned for God to read. Those emperors just asked officials to write Qingci, and then asked Taoist priests to listen to it.

   Backyard!

  The small yard where Lin Ye used to rest.

  The altar is set up.

  After Lin Ye had bathed, he put on the Taoist robe left by the old Taoist in Qingfengguan, holding a fluorene board, with a serious expression.

  Over there, Ye Zhiyuan was writing an indictment at another desk, suing Li Chenghuang.

  It is not an easy job to listen to the sky.

  Lin Ye sat cross-legged in front of the altar, calmed down, and adjusted himself to the best condition. In less than a quarter of an hour, Ye Zhiyuan finished writing the confession.

  Picking up the indictment, Lin Ye read it again. As expected of a talented scholar, he probably understood the content, but he still didn't understand the words and sentences in some details, but these details don't hinder.

   "Add one more sentence to the last paragraph, Shangyang County City God knows this, but stands idly by..."

  Since he was going to sue, Lin Ye didn't intend to let that Yang Chenghuang go, let's take it with him.

   Good news!

  Lin Ye took out three talismans and put them in a copper basin. He recited a mantra, and the next moment he gave a light drink, the three talismans ignited spontaneously. There was a flame in the brazier, but the flame was glowing with blue light.

   "Today, Lin Ye, a disciple of the Sanqing Dynasty, sued Tian Ting, please form three letters and burn three sticks of incense..."

  Lin Ye lit three incense sticks and bowed to the sky three times.

   After finishing this, Lin Ye looked at Master Daoyuan beside him. Master Daoyuan was a little helpless, but he still came over with an incense burner.

  This incense burner is placed in front of the statue of Buddha. The incense ash inside has never been poured since the establishment of Miaoying Temple.

   "Thank you, brother."

  Lin Ye expressed his thanks with a smile. There was no other way. With his strength, he was still unable to listen to the sky. He had to rely on the power of incense condensed by the incense ash.

"few…"

  Master Daoyuan was about to tell Lin Ye to use less incense ash, but Lin Ye just poured all the incense ash from the entire incense burner into the brazier.

  Boom!

  The flames of the brazier burned violently instantly, and the flames soared into the sky.

   "Ye Zhiyuan, what grievances do you have, tell me quickly!" Lin Ye shouted at Ye Zhiyuan.

   "The grievances of the disciples are hard to express in words, and a close-up report is written. I hope the heavens will have mercy."

   Ye Zhiyuan followed Lin Ye's instructions, and after saying this, he threw the notice into the brazier.

  (end of this chapter)