Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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Xie Lingya later learned that the man who spoke rudely about the Patriarch at the gate of Baoyang Temple was named Chen Mo. Unlike what his name suggested, he was not silent at all, and he especially liked to express his opinions[1].
Chen Mo worked in a nearby office building and was a white-collar worker. The news that Baoyang Temple’s talismans were efficacious had been spread to their company a few days ago. At that time, he made several conjectures about how the Taoism temple achieved this.
Today, Chen Mo and his friends came to see it in person. Unfortunately, they neither found mosquitoes nor found a way to solve the problem of no mosquitoes in Baoyang Temple.
Chen Mo was unhappy and started talking at the door. Anyway, he had never believed in ghosts and gods.
After hearing what Xie Lingya said, Chen Mo felt that he knew so clearly that he might be a believer here. It was said that Chen Mo was very disapproving of the issue of superstition but was too lazy to talk to him.
Of course, Xie Lingya was not in the mood to chat with him as well and went directly back to the temple.
In the next two days, Chen Mo was miserable.
A battery car was driving well, but it turned a corner and hit him.
When he was crossing the road, he didn’t know who pushed him, and he was almost hit by a speeding car. However, his colleagues said that no one pushed him at all.
Even if he just passed by, he would be hit by falling flower pots.
Chen Mo, who had suffered various minor injuries, was very depressed and talked about it in the company.
The friend who went with him said to him: “Chen Mo, it seems that your misfortune started after you came back from Baoyang Temple…”
Chen Mo choked and said: “Impossible!”
“But you’ve been having these incidents since these past two days, haven’t you? And the place where you mentioned the incident all seem to be near Baoyang Temple.”
Chen Mo passed by Baoyang Temple several times every day when commuting to get off work and for eating. When he heard this, his whole body froze, and he remembered that the places of his accidents was indeed very close to Baoyang Temple.
Everyone felt a little cold for a while, so they advised: “You should go to the temple to make amends and apologize!”
“Why, why? Besides, I scolded them at the door.” Chen Mo said.
Everyone stopped talking. In fact, when they heard him curse at the door, everybody that knew him felt a little nervous.
Only Chen Mo’s friend patted him and whispered: “I have heard of people saying disrespectful words in the temple before and being hit by a car when they went out.”
Chen Mo remained silent.
When it was time to get off work at noon, Chen Mo was going to eat. Because something happened in the past two days, his colleagues did not dare to leave with him for fear of being affected.
Chen Mo was annoyed and bored. He was a little skeptical about how it could be such a coincidence. He also felt that burning incense would be a shame in front of his colleagues. Moreover, maybe it was just bad luck?
Chen Mo thought, simply retreating to the next best thing and taking a detour.
As a result, as soon as he turned around, a motorcycle drove past, and the people on the bike snatched his mobile phone away.
“F**k! Hey!” Chen Mo chased out angrily, asking the people in front to stop the thieves incoherently.
But who would help him stop the speeding bike? The motorcycle drove away in an instant. Chen Mo bent down panting and decided to report the crime to the police. It was so annoying that he was robbed in broad daylight in the city!
Chen Mo straightened up, but as soon as he took a step, he felt his foot turn, and he fell flat on his back, causing his nose to bleed.
Chen Mo: “…”
Passers-by walked around this unfortunate guy one after another without even looking at him, as if they were particularly indifferent today.
Ah no, then a kind person showed up.
A young man squatted down, handed him a tissue and said: “Are you okay?”
Chen Mo looked up and saw that it was the person who heard him say Wang Lingguan was useless that day and had replied back. He was suddenly embarrassed and his face burned, “Thank you, no, it’s okay…”
Chen Mo originally hoped that he would not recognize him, but unfortunately, he then said: “I think you should come and offer incense to the ancestor.”
Chen Mo raised his head and looked at Xie Lingya with a stiff expression.
Xie Lingya lowered his head lightly and looked at Chen Mo. Not only had the nosebleed not stopped, but the tissue paper was stained red, there was also a large scratch on his leg, and the blood was soaked into his pants.
The Grandmaster suppressed demons and subdued them. He had become angry. No matter what, he could bully these lonely ghosts by himself. If he pushed you and tripped you, your luck would also fall, and it would only form a vicious cycle.
This was only on the surface. Wang Lingguan was still in charge of patrolling the human world, so he might have secretly made a note of you.
Xie Lingya picked up Chen Mo’s trousers and recited a mantra: “Don’t let clean blood come out, don’t let dirty blood flow out. There are hundreds of good medicines wrapped in them, but it’s not as good as cooked saliva.” He asked Chen Mo to spit again.
Chen Mo followed suit subconsciously. He spat it out and saw that his nosebleed stopped and the bleeding on his legs stopped as well.
“!!” Chen Mo looked at Xie Lingya in horror. His brain was about to stop functioning as if it had exploded. After a while, he went blank and said, “Gods, gods heal diseases… Are you Wang Lingguan?!”
Especially seeing the raised middle finger, which seemed to be a condemnation of Chen Mo.
After entering, he saw that because the ceremony had just been completed, the offerings in the Lingguan Hall were all fresh and juicy, and the incense candles had not yet been burned out. In the flickering candlelight, the bronze statue of Wang Lingguan looked even more sacred and majestic.
Chen Mo first saw the couplets pasted on both sides of the temple door: Three eyes can see the world, and his one whip wakes up the world.
“Okay, let’s burn incense.” Xie Lingya took Chen Mo to the side hall.
Xie Lingya had just finished the consecration ceremony of the Lingguan statue and went out to buy some soy sauce when he met Chen Mo. After he brought Chen Mo back, he took the time to pour out the soy sauce.
Chen Mo’s wound was wrapped up with medicine, but his mood still hadn’t calmed down. He kept looking at Xie Lingya like he was a god.
….
The old man who he went for treatment only asked who he was and said that the bleeding was gone. When the person who reported the news returned, the man had stopped bleeding. At this time, he was sent to the hospital for bandaging.
According to his uncle’s notes in Baoyang’s notes, he once witnessed an adult man falling from a very high step and bleeding profusely. The people in the village hurriedly went to find an old man who knew how to stop bleeding and said that someone in the village was injured and couldn’t stop bleeding.
In the 1970s and 1980s, some old people who were still alive were either descendants of Zhu Youke, or they learned this mantra by chance, and they studied it more deeply. Not to mention that the mantra only needed to be recited, and they did not need to see the patient, just knowing what it was was enough, and there was no need for the patient to spit.
The spell Xie Lingya recited just now was the spell to stop bleeding, and it was also the spell from Zhu Youke.
Xie Lingya thought to himself that the effect of this spell was good, but it was still a bit troublesome if he didn’t learn it well.
Chen Mo was helped up by him and he was still a little dazed. This person, if not a god, must be a semi-immortal, right?!
Xie Lingya: “Get up and I’ll take you to clean the wound.”
Chen Mo: “…”
“Are you too imaginative?” Xie Lingya glanced at him, “How come those who don’t believe in evil are more exaggerated than religious people? If I were the ancestor, I would ignore you right now.”
——Chen Mo’s mood when he saw Wang Lingguan was very different at this time, even though he had not been able to enter the side hall before and only saw a few other clay statues. Looking at the bronze statue of the spiritual official, he wanted to show his respect immediately. Unfortunately, he didn’t understand the ceremony and could only look at Xie Lingya for help. In his heart, Xie Lingya was like a half-immortal who understood Wang Lingguan.
Xie Lingya taught him how to light incense. He couldn’t blow it out, he had to fan it out, and then the incense shouldn’t burn more than an inch, etc.
Chen Mo quickly lit the incense, apologized seriously in front of the statue, and sincerely stated that he would be a loyal believer of the ancestor in the future. After chanting for three minutes, he gingerly put the incense on it.
However, as soon as his incense was inserted, it broke.
Chen Mo looked frightened and almost cried, “Master, Grandmaster, is the Patriarch unwilling to let me go?”
“Wait a minute,” Xie Lingya pulled out the incense and said thoughtfully, “Stand here first.”
Chen Mo desperately wanted to follow Xie Lingya, but now he was very scared.
Xie Lingya went out and brought an old lady over. Chen Mo saw the old lady offer incense to Wang Lingguan very devoutly, pray for a minute, and then leave. And her incense was well placed in the incense burner, with no signs of breaking at all.
Chen Mo looked pitifully at his broken incense sticks that were thrown out.
“Okay, please.” Only then did Xie Lingya reach out to Chen Mo.
Chen Mo followed the steps just now and lit three more sticks of incense. This time he apologized for five minutes before inserting the incense. This time, the three sticks of incense were fine and not broken at all.
Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at the Patriarch with tears in his eyes.
“Master…can I ask why the Patriarch refused to accept it the first time?” Chen Mo said cautiously.
Xie Lingya was a little confused when the cutting off incense happened for the first time. After getting cut off a lot, he had gotten used to it and could still guess what it meant.
“It’s nothing,” Xie Lingya said nonchalantly, “It’s the first time for the ancestor’s new statue to be offered incense after it was consecrated. He’s not stingy and wouldn’t not forgive you. He was probably just a little bit shy and didn’t want you to offer a stick of incense. So I went to invite a believer to burn incense.”
“…” Chen Mo was speechless and felt very complicated.
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[1] Chen Mo means silence in Chinese.