Although "A Chinese Story" is desolate, the capital is still the capital, and its prosperity is not comparable to other state capitals, with many shops and busy traffic.

Walking on the street, looking at the bustling scene of people coming and going, Huang Shaohong didn't take it seriously, but his three subordinates, "Brother Xueyou", Shifang, Xiaozhuo, and the three judges, just like Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden.

I just feel that having two eyes is not enough. Everywhere I look feels fresh.

Du Yue'e didn't notice anything. She was originally from the capital, but she hadn't been back for many years. To her, the capital had not changed much, but it was a little more old-fashioned than she remembered.

Speaking of which, I have to mention that because Xiao Zhuo and Du Yue'e were both promoted to judges and could use their divine power to condense their bodies, they could now manifest themselves in front of others. To outsiders, the two ghost judges were no different from strangers.

When Du Yue'e was a child, she and her mother often went to the temple to burn incense, so everyone easily knew the locations of the 'Daguo Temple' and the 'Chenghuang Temple'.

The 'Daguo Temple' is in the west city, and the 'City God Temple' is in the east city. Huang Shaohong's own affairs are not urgent, so he decided to accompany Shifang to complete their master and apprentice tasks first.

Several people arrived at the Daguo Temple and talked to Zhike Monk about the matter. The Zhike began to hear that Shifang was from Yongquan Temple in Fuzhou. He didn't even want to raise his eyelids, but he heard that he was here to give away the "Golden Buddha".

, his eyes suddenly lit up, he offered some fragrant tea, asked a few people to stay away, and hurried into the temple gate to report the news.

'Brother Xueyou' pointed at the back of the Zhike monk and said dissatisfiedly: "Look at their attitude, they are snobbish. With such Zhike monks, it's not much better to come to the temple. Why don't you give them a golden Buddha?"

....."

Before he finished speaking, Huang Shaohong curled his lips and said, "You must be saying, why don't we divide the gold, right?"

Shifang also said: "Third girl, you have saved a lot of gold with Brother Huang, why are you still so greedy for money?"

"Don't call me third girl. Besides, who would dislike having too much money... No, I made you angry. I didn't want to share the money, okay?"

Xiao Zhuo, now familiar with them all, also interjected and asked: "What do you want?"

"I want to invite the Golden Buddha home. Can I offer three incense sticks a day myself?"

"cut!"

Even Huang Shaohong, including Huang Shaohong, pointed his four middle fingers towards 'Brother Xueyou'. Along the way, even Du Yuee also learned the former's greeting gesture. At this time, he took it out to greet and expressed his disdain for 'Brother Xueyou''s excuses.

Xiao Zhuo said contemptuously: "You are a Taoist Yinsi judge who worships the Buddhist Golden Buddha. If you say it's not for the gold, who will believe you!"

Du Yue'e also nodded: "Sister Xiaozhuo is right, you don't want to share the money, you want to keep it all!"

'Brother Xueyou' smacked his lips: "I didn't say it, okay?"

While a few people were joking, the monk who knew the guest came back and said that the abbot would like to invite you. Please come and see the abbot!

Huang Shaohong was startled when he heard this: "Aren't the abbot and the abbot the same person? Please let's go and meet the abbot. Isn't that wrong!"

Shifang quickly explained: "Abbott refers to the Zen room where the abbot lives. My Buddhist disciples sometimes use it as an honorific title for the abbot. The master who presided over invited us to meet in the Zen room. Let's go quickly!"

After Shifang finished speaking, he quickly stood up and followed Zhike Monk out. Although he had made up his mind to return to secular life, he was still dressed as a monk at this time, and he still had awe of Buddhism in his heart. When he heard that the abbot of Daiguo Temple wanted to recruit someone, he naturally did not dare to be negligent in the slightest.

Huang Shaohong and others also followed. Since they said they would like to invite you all to meet, why not go and have a look together? Although we are not Buddhists, we still understand the principles of going to the temple to burn incense and worship gods.

So when passing by the Main Hall, Huang Shaohong deliberately threw a hundred taels of silver into the merit box, and then took out another taels of silver and bought a few pillars of high-quality incense. Although he knew that there was no longer a Buddha in the spiritual mountain in this world, he was still right.

He bowed three times to the statue of Sakyamuni Buddha.

Of course, as the righteous god of the Taoist sect, Huang Shaohong did not prostrate himself in obeisance, but just stood and bent down to salute, which was regarded as his respect for the powerful sages.

But just because he didn't kneel down and worship, he was criticized by several believers around him who were offering incense as being disrespectful to the Buddha.

Huang Shaohong was not angry. He smiled and explained that he was a temple official of the 'Duchenghuang Temple'. He also told all believers to remember to visit when they have time. He would give you a 20% discount for offering incense. This made a few believers look confused and wait for him to come.

Even the fragrant Zhike monks were blackened.

Shifang didn't know what to say and looked embarrassed, but 'Brother Xueyou' smiled happily.

As the monk Zhike walked around the main hall, he arrived at the abbot who presided over the residence. There were already three old monks there, and behind them there were some accompanying Buddhist disciples.

Just as the guest was about to introduce it to a few people, the old monk sitting on the left suddenly shouted: "Wait, my Buddhist pure land, you ghosts dare to come to the door, please save your life!"

After saying this, he shouted, raised his hand and slapped Xiao Zhuo beside Shifang. Immediately, he made a light golden handprint and grabbed Xiao Zhuo's head.

Apparently, the old monk saw that Xiao Zhuo was in the body of a ghost, and that he still had the karma caused by past killings.

Xiao Zhuo was now the judge under the God's seat in Fucheng. He was no longer what he used to be. He immediately took out his judge's pen and shouted: "Suppress!"

Immediately, he held the judge's pen and drew it in the air, and a judge's divine power surged out, directly suppressing the pale gold handprint, and then dissipated into nothingness.

"Be bold!"

As soon as Xiao Zhuo fought back, the old monk on his right immediately became furious and stood up to take action.

Just as Huang Shaohong was about to take action, he saw the middle-aged old monk wearing a red cassock and stretched out his hand to stop him:

"You are a guest, don't be rude!"

After he said this, the two old monks on the left and right sat down. At this time, the middle-aged old monk said: "Old monk's name is empty, and he is the current abbot of Daguo Temple!"

When he said this, Shifang hurriedly paid homage with Buddhist etiquette, knelt down on the ground, kowtowed and said, "I have seen the presiding master!"

Before Shifang could kneel down, his shoulders were grabbed by Huang Shaohong, and he could no longer bow. They were the righteous gods of the underworld, so naturally they had no reason to salute an ordinary monk. Even if the host had attained the Arhat status, they would still be considered friends of the same generation, unless

Only when you become a Bodhisattva can you be honored by them.

But when the monks of Daikoku Temple saw that several people did not bow to the host, they were immediately filled with indignation.

The two old monks on the left and right of Kong Ming were the chief and superintendent of Daikoku Temple. When they saw that after their abbot introduced his identity, the visitor did not even come forward to kowtow, they immediately reprimanded:

"How outrageous! Our presiding officer is the leader of the Buddhist sect in China. Even the Queen Mother in the palace must be courteous when meeting her. How can you be so virtuous and capable, but you are so arrogant!"

After the two of them finished speaking, the disciples behind them all had their eyes wide open, and each of them had an astonishing aura. Their Buddhist and martial arts skills were not weak at all.

Huang Shaohong's face also darkened:

"Those two bald old thugs, you must have shaved off your IQ when you were tonsured, or else you are blind. My companion just acted with magnificent divine power. Don't tell me that you can't recognize it with your level of cultivation!"

He directly took out the ‘City God’s Token’:

"I am the city god of Wuzhou Prefecture. They are my judges. They come to your Daguo Temple as guests and they don't even have a seat. You ask me to give you a gift. What's the matter? Let me, the majestic god of the underworld and the city god of this mansion,

I have to kowtow to you!"

As soon as Huang Shaohong finished speaking, these monks were all shocked. If he was a Yin Division judge, as long as he was not like the Four Great Judges, they would not take him seriously based on their background in Daguo Temple.

But the city god of the city is different. He is a Shinto god registered in heaven. Even Buddhist arhats must show courtesy when they meet him.

"How is that possible!"

The old monk in charge of the temple immediately looked unbelieving: "Impossible, let alone your Wuzhou Prefecture City God, even the 'Capital City God Temple' in the capital has long since ceased to exist..."

Halfway through, I couldn't convince myself that he had the power of the City God and held the Seal of the City God. If not the Lord City God, who else could he be?

Huang Shaohong smiled coldly: "It's useless to talk more. When you see this god, you won't kneel down to pay tribute!"

"this......"

The faces of the supervisor and the head of the temple were all red, and they were naturally unwilling to ask them to kneel down to pay tribute. If they didn't kneel down, they would be the evil gods, and they did not dare to resist. For a time, the two old men who were always aloof and bossy suddenly

Monk, I am also a little confused at this moment.

The host, Kong Ming, spoke unhurriedly:

"It turns out that the Fucheng God has arrived, but our Daguo Temple is not located in Wuzhou, and it is a Buddhist temple, so it is inconvenient for me to worship your Taoist god!"

After he finished speaking, he didn't give Huang Shaohong a chance to refute, and said directly:

"When Yongquan Temple was in trouble, the former abbot of Daguo Temple lent the temple's golden Buddha to Yongquan Temple to suppress luck and tide over the difficulties!"

"A few days ago, I wrote a letter and sent it to the current director of Yongquan Temple, asking him to return the golden Buddha to the temple. Since these people are here on behalf of Yongquan Temple, they must be here to return the golden Buddha. In this way, the golden Buddha will be returned to the temple.

Buddha, please come out and deliver the goods as soon as possible. I, the pure land of Buddhism, cannot keep your true Taoist god!"

This empty name looks mature and solemn, but when he speaks, his words are sharp. What do you call a quiet place in Buddhism? You don’t even have the true god of the Taoist sect. Together with me, the true god of the Taoist sect hides dirt and evil and is not even qualified to be a guest in your Buddhist sect.

Right!

Huang Shaohong smiled coldly, pulled out a sofa directly from his luggage, and sat down directly under the shocked eyes of the monks. You didn't ask me to sit, right? I never ask others to do things that I can do myself!

Kongming's eyelids twitched, and he pretended to be calm and said: "Tao Sect's magical power of 'The Universe in the Sleeve', the City God is very capable, let's deliver the Golden Buddha!"

Huang Shaohong waved his hand: "I'm not busy with the Golden Buddha. Let's settle other matters first!"

"What's going on?" The three old monks didn't understand.

Huang Shaohong turned his hand and took out a cigar, lit it with the City God's magical power, took a puff and said: "You Buddhists can't keep the true god of Taoism. I just threw a thousand taels of silver into the merit box of the Main Hall. You can give it back to me. That's the same."

Taoist money!"

Jiansi frowned and asked Zhike on the side: "Is there such a thing?"

Zhike had a constipated expression on his face and told what happened in the Main Hall. When the monks heard that Huang Shaohong had only invested a hundred taels of silver and also helped advertise the 'Duchenghuang Temple', they couldn't help but agree with Zhike's expression.

almost.

All the monks were secretly cursing in their hearts, wondering why the City God in front of them was so careless in doing things, and how embarrassed he was to do such poaching.

Kongming's eyes twitched and he said in a dull voice: "Go to the Mahavira Hall and take a thousand taels of silver from the merit box and give it to him!"

Zhike felt a little sorry for Sesame Oil Qian: "Host, he is blackmailing!"

The supervisor said angrily: "Go quickly!"

Their Daikokuji Temple has a transcendent status, but they are not crazy enough to quarrel with Fu Chenghuang. Anyway, if they have money, they can just treat them as beggars!

After a while, the Zhike came back in a hurry, filled a wooden box with a lot of silver, and said with a sad face: "Master, the merit box in the Main Hall has been cleaned the day before yesterday, and now it is not the first or fifteenth day of the lunar month. The merit box has only been in the past three days.
To be continued...