Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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Chen Mo put all the 500 yuan in cash he brought with him into the merit box and registered as a believer. The main thing was to leave his mobile phone number so that if there were any events in the temple in the future, he would be informed in advance through text messages.
“The day after tomorrow is the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar, the birthday of our ancestor. If you have nothing to do, come over and offer incense.” Xie Lingya said casually.
Because he didn’t have much money, Xie Lingya didn’t dare to make a big deal, so he just planned to celebrate it internally for the ancestor. Some Taoist temples would hold blessing rituals and so on, so that they could collect money from believers, but there were not many believers in Baoyang Temple, so forget it.
Chen Mo listened very cautiously.
When he returned to the company, some of his colleagues looked at him with sympathy when they saw that he was injured, and they felt that Baoyang Temple was even more magical.
They may not necessarily have the urge to believe, but they would definitely remember to be in awe, lest they suffer the same fate as Chen Mo. It could be seen that the god of this place was not only spiritual, but also had a bad temper!
A colleague also said to Chen Mo: “Are you seriously injured? You are going to attend Xiao Liu’s wedding on the weekend…”
“I can’t go.” Chen Mo said seriously, “Saturday is Wang Lingguan’s birthday, and I want to go to Baoyang Temple to offer incense.”
Everyone: “…”
What happened to Chen Mo during one meal? Why did it feel like being possessed by a spirit?
Although everyone advised Chen Mo to go to Baoyang Temple to apologize, Chen Mo had always been awkward, and now he had changed too quickly.
With lingering fear, Chen Mo told the truth about how he was injured at the gate of Baoyang Temple, and then the half-immortal in the temple saved him, and then how when he went to offer incense, the incense broke once.
Chen Mo’s colleagues were shocked for a moment, and now they were convinced by the Baoyang Temple. Although they didn’t see what Chen Mo said about stopping the bleeding, whether it was real or psychological, what happened to Chen Mo in the past two days had all fallen in everyone’s eyes.
When Chen Mo was indeed no longer unlucky, his colleagues’ hearts were even more disturbed, and they all made appointments to go to Baoyang Temple to offer incense when they had nothing to do. They worked near Baoyang Temple, so it was good to have peace of mind.
This incident quickly spread to other companies in the office building and was exaggerated to the point of being astonishing.
Also because of its proximity, everyone had been hearing about Baoyang Temple for a long time. They had even been there themselves and knew that their talismans were very powerful. Now that they had heard what happened to someone, they were naturally more people choosing to go together to offer incense.
….
In addition to the mosquito-repellant charms of Baoyang Temple, miraculous events like Chen Mo’s also gradually spread, and people had begun to pay attention to other aspects. As a result, more people were offering incense, praying, and asking for house-protecting amulets than before.
This was also the result of accumulation. At first, they thought it was really magical that there were no mosquitoes, and the miscellaneous charm seemed to work. After hearing about similar things under such confusion, they became more convinced, and they were very willing to pay homage to the spiritual ancestor.
There were also some inexplicable claims that Wang Lingguan had a bad temper. Even if you don’t worship him, you must be careful not to speak rudely, spit, etc. when passing by Baoyang Temple. After all, Wang Lingguan was a god with the middle finger raised.
It was okay to have a bad temper. Although Xie Lingya preferred to interpret it as the patriarch being upright and hating evil but raising the middle finger was pure rumour.
This problem had appeared since He Zun. People who didn’t understand thought that Wang Lingguan was giving the middle finger. Now that there were more believers, it was even more obvious.
Xie Lingya and Zhang Daoting repeatedly clarified to tourists that this was the Yushu Fire Finger, the Lingguan Jue, which was used to ward off evil spirits, and that was not what it meant. The Patriarch may have a tough temper like the thunder and fire he controlled, but it definitely didn’t reflect in his posture!
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Under such a situation, Zhang Daoting received a young couple that day.
They entered the Taoist temple and looked around first, but there was always a hesitant look on their faces, especially when they saw the old facilities of Baoyang Temple. The two discussed quietly for a while, then found Zhang Daoting and said, “Excuse me, is there a Taoist priest named Xie here?”
Zhang Daoting was stunned for a moment, then said: “There is someone named Xie, but he is not the Taoist priest.”
The couple looked at each other and asked, “Isn’t he a Taoist priest?”
Zhang Daoting asked: “Do you have anything to do with him?”
Seeing that the couple was in low spirits, he was afraid that something was wrong.
Sure enough, the husband said: “We heard that this gentleman named Xie is very spiritual and would like to consult him on some matters.”
Zhang Daoting understood immediately, asked them to sit in the backyard, and found Xie Lingya from the room.
Xie Lingya was very happy to hear this. It turned out that he had only received two jobs and his reputation had already spread far and wide. Someone else came to visit him?
As soon as Xie Lingya went out, he met the couple face to face, and then he and the husband shouted at the same time.
“Xie Lingya!”
“Cheng Jie!”
The two looked at each other, both speechless.
The man in front of him was clearly Xie Lingya’s senior who was two years ahead of him in college. His name was Cheng Jie. He also worked in Qiyang City after graduation. The two hadn’t seen each other for a long time.
Xie Lingya’s classmates who played well with him knew that he had filled in Baoyang Temple as his internship unit at that time, but Cheng Jie didn’t know about it.
Cheng Jie’s wife asked: “A Jie, do you know…Master Xie?”
When she saw such a young man, the last three words she said sounded a bit fake.
“What kind of Master is he?” Cheng Jie said bluntly, “This is my junior college student who majored in financial management. I have never seen him recite scriptures. This is too big a leap.”
Xie Lingya said sheepishly: “Don’t be like this. In fact, my professional skills are pretty good!”
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