There are also some patrolmen who come here, come in and put money into the merit box and leave.
About the second watch, a young girl lived at the door and shouted to the main hall of the temple.
"Which road of God came to my temple to beg for incense?"
"My temple doesn’t usually have such a strong incense and anger."
Ji Xiang didn’t say anything
Can this be called begging?
This is called borrowing.
The girl came in step by step and looked around. The statue of Zhenwu stayed for a while and shook her head again.
"It seems that the incense of Zhenwu statue is so prosperous. How dare you borrow Zhenwu’s incense?"
Chapter two hundred and twenty-nine Things in the temple
The girl didn’t see that the statue of Zhenwu was abnormal. At this time, she went to her statue and jumped forward. The whole figure suddenly disappeared in front of her image, but she knew that it was the other party who had returned to her throne.
Clay sculpture and woodcarving give birth to people’s spirit through the incense of all the people, thus giving birth to some gods and many people’s gods by virtue of their wishes.
"Or Shan Ye’s Grinch was attuned, or the incense was born by the wish, or the ghost itself took its place, or the monks and mortals got the birth deity to transform themselves into gods."
"This young girl doesn’t look like that statue. She’s quite young."
Since Ji Xiang practiced quietly, the temple owner didn’t find himself, so wait until he borrowed incense to practice and then show up to thank him.
People can’t be counted as a legacy, and it’s impossible to be sure of everything. People can’t help it. Although Ji Xiang is still sure to kill this girl, we should be cautious when we can be cautious.
It’s like killing the Biyou Palace, making a profit and damaging the Tianjun, and showing the glory of the Dharma Master.
Ji Xiang thought that she would sit quietly for a long time and kill each other as quickly as possible, but in the end, because of a small mistake, she was hit by a psychic solution and had to spend a few nights here.
Therefore, no matter how small things are, there is a possibility of overturning.
This time, it’s really 90% different from dying.
The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the night is still.
When the lake wind blows, you can hear the surging waves beating on the shore. She judges that there is a big lake around.
The temple door was still open, and a few guys left here in the evening really returned.
They were so happy when they saw the temple gate, they all whispered to each other.
"The temple says that in this temple, the God often shows signs and no one dares to steal the money from the merit box at night. I think this is to scare people. No one has ever come in this temple, even if someone has, it should be a bellman."
"I believe this ghost thing, but I have never seen her in this temple, and her little incense is not as much as Bian Zhen’s martial master."
A few guys gather together in front and reach for the merits. The boxes are heavy with copper coins and some broken silver. Obviously, there are big families in the local area who are not short of money. This can make the guys happy and the temple will shout out "make a small fortune."
"This true martial arts master incense is really flourishing. Look at the silver in it!"
Holding the box, the man’s heart is not good, and there is his man looking up and seeing the statue of Zhenwu. His eyes are staring at the surface, and suddenly a tingle suddenly makes him feel guilty.
"We can’t take it away. We have to leave some for Grandpa Zhenwu."
Holding the box work I’m not so happy. "Grandpa Zhenwu won’t blame us! This great dynasty is full of incense of Zhenwu, which is worshipped by emperors. Zhenwu is the real rich man. How can he see a little money in this temple? "