Chapter 32 Change a batch Chenghuang Temple, with red bricks and black tiles, red doors and windows, is engraved with a couplet on both sides of the main hall. On the right side it says "Three Worlds in the Yang World", it is up to you to accumulate good and evil; on the left side it is engraved "Who will be spared by the underworld through the ages". Hengpi: You are here. Looking inside, the hall looks like a county government hall, solemn and solemn. In the center is a red-faced wooden statue of the City God, sitting upright and looking straight ahead. It is majestic and has strict ceremonial guards. Zhang Yu, the night wandering god, lowered his head, bowed his body, and walked softly in front. He stopped at the open door of the temple, cupped his hands and said, "My subordinate Zhang Pengfei, I would like to pay my respects to the Lord City God." Qin Yao walked like a dragon, walking behind him with his head held high and his chest high. Then he stopped and raised his eyes to look at the wooden statue of the city god. His eyes were gentle and calm, without looking left or right, or acting frivolously. The statue of the City God lit up slightly, flashing with golden light, and a majestic and low voice of inquiry came from it: "What do you want?" Zhang Yu pointed at Qin Yao and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, this is Qin Yao, the descendant of Maoshan, Taoist Master Qin. He said that he has a way of making money that he wants to contribute to you. It concerns your vital interests, and my subordinates dare not There was no slightest care, so I brought him over.” "It's the descendant of Maoshan again... Taoist Master Qin, what's the relationship between Taoist Lin who came earlier and you?" the city **** asked quietly. “He is my master.” Qin Yao said calmly.
"You master and disciple must have the same intention here, right? If so, please don't talk too much and don't make it difficult for us both." “My lord, I have misunderstood. I am not here to invite you to observe the ceremony.” The city **** was surprised and said bluntly: "Why do you need to show your courtesy when you have nothing to do?" Qin Yao smiled slightly: "I don't burn incense on weekdays, and I am just trying to save myself. Who will save me? My Tiandi Bank is about to open, and it will inevitably have a cause and effect with the City God's Temple in the future, so I thought hard and came up with a way to make money, just to show my sincerity." A beam of golden light flew out from the eyebrows of the City God Statue and quickly manifested into a figure. I saw him wearing a black hat and a black and blue official robe. His face was thin and sallow, his eyebrows were like sharp blades, and his eyes were like steel knives. He had a dignified demeanor in his calm expression. From his appearance alone, he would only be regarded as a capable minister and official, without any signs of being a mediocre person or being greedy for wine, **** and wealth. “Ordinary people use gold, silver and jewels as their wealth, monks all over the world use spiritual crystals and fairy treasures as their wealth, and the creatures in the underworld use ghostly virtues as their wealth. Do you know what wealth is to me?” Qin Yao said without thinking: "Incense!" “That’s right, incense!” The City God's voice suddenly became louder: "The City God was ordered by the underworld, but he is in the yang world. He cannot be nourished by the spiritual energy of the underworld, so whether he survives or practices, he relies on incense. The prosperous City God's Temple is like a shrine, in which the City God is as powerful as the God of Heaven and his power is unpredictable. A city god's temple with declining incense is like a dilapidated house with air leakage from all sides. Even the survival of the city **** who lives in it is a problem, let alone others. Taoist Master Qin, do you think you can give me a way to make money? ! " Qin Yao was firm-minded and was not affected by his momentum at all. He thought to himself and said: "I think this matter should be discussed among Wen Yuruanxiang, and discussed among the guests, rather than in this palace, asking questions like interrogating prisoners. , what do you think?” "Do you know the consequences of teasing the City God?" The City God said coldly: "Unless your surname is Mao, Maoshan cannot protect you." "I know, so I definitely don't have such thoughts." Qin Yao said seriously. The city **** raised his right hand, and a tornado-shaped wind blew out of thin air in the hall, wrapping him and Qin Yao's bodies, taking them off the ground and flying out of the hall. Zhang Yu turned around and watched the dark wind rising into the night sky, drifting away, and murmured: "Brother Qin, if this business is successful, you will be my brother from now on. If this business fails, no matter what Whether I am implicated or not, I will **** kill you..." Not to mention the ruthless night wandering god, the evil wind flew out of the City God's Palace, and in a blink of an eye, it arrived above a splendid and brightly lit flower tower. It found a remote and dark place where there was no one, and lowered its head. “This is the largest brothel in the city, Ruyifang. How do you feel, Taoist Qin?” The city **** pointed at the gate of the flower house and asked in a deep voice.
Qin Yao raised his head and nodded silently: "It looks pretty good." “That’s it.” The city **** walked out of the darkness, appeared in the eyes of mortals, and walked towards the brothel gate step by step. Qin Yao strode out, followed the opponent's footsteps, and stepped into this world of intoxication and wealth in the eyes of a group of warblers and swallows who were either amazed or horrified. “Mr. Chen, you are here.” At this time, a plump and pretty middle-aged woman with a smile on her face, who made people fall in love with her at first sight, slowly came up the stairs painted with gold powder. Her voice was soft and her whole person seemed to be well-experienced. Peach. Now that the Republic of China has revolutionized the Qing Dynasty, cultural movements with the theme of new ideas have set off a huge wave in the country, affecting all aspects of society. Take titles as an example. It doesn't matter what you call others in private. As long as you are happy, calling you daddy or emperor doesn't matter. But in public places, even in a place with fireworks like a brothel, if you open your mouth and keep silent If you call someone "adult", you will definitely be laughed at. Hence, the title sir has been mentioned again. In social situations, when meeting each other and meeting mature people, they will all be addressed as old sir. For those who are not very mature but have a distinguished status, they are uniformly called, sir. It is worth mentioning that the title sir does not come from the West. China has had the title sir since ancient times. For example, it is mentioned in the Analects of Confucius and Mongolian. It is an authentic Chinese title. Chen Chenghuang was serious in speech and nodded silently: "Prepare a private room for us. Come and drink with me, and then choose a beauty to serve this little brother next to me." Peach took the initiative to hold his hand, smiled at Qin Yao, and led them to the second floor under the gaze of everyone's surprised eyes. “This is the largest and most expensive room in Ruyifang. Are you satisfied with it, Mr. Qin?” When he came to the corner and opened a mahogany door, Mi Tao pointed at the various furnishings in the room and said. “Of course I am satisfied with the place Mr. Chen chose, not just this room.” Qin Yao said with a smile. Mi Tao pursed her lips and smiled, helped the city **** sit on the main seat, and said softly: "Mr. Chen, and Mr. Qin, please wait here while I arrange the drinks and beauties." Chen Chenghuang waved his hand: "Go." The woman turned around and walked out of the room with a scent of fragrance. After a while, she came back with two groups of people. One group was women wearing various clothes, and the other group was waiters carrying melons, fruits, wine and food. “Mr. Qin, this is the first time we meet, and I don’t know your taste, so I brought some more. You can choose one or two that you like and serve you to drink.” Peach said with a smile. Qin Yao glanced at the young and beautiful faces, but three words magically came to mind in his mind... Um… It’s not ‘I want them all’, but ‘change a batch’! (End of this chapter)