leonardwarren #277 - The heavenly general will not come, and the spirits will demand bribes!
#277 - The heavenly general will not come, and the spirits will demand bribes!
Sunlight pierced through the thin clouds, casting dappled shadows and painting the earth with a faint golden glow.
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At this moment, a handsome Daoist priest, dressed in a blue Daoist robe, his hair gently swaying in the wind, stood on an ancient… exceptionally new high platform.
On the platform were also an offering table and a censer.
And two divination stick holders, each containing brand new divination sticks.
Each holder contained several divination sticks, about a foot long, almost identical, but of different colors.
One holder had red sticks, the other green.
Each stick had the character ‘令’ (lìng, command) written on it, surrounded by a circle.
The young Daoist priest, with a calm expression, reached out and took a green stick from one of the holders.
Holding the stick in his left hand, he joined his middle and index fingers of his right hand, chanting incantations and making a few gestures on it.
Then, he tossed the stick into the air.
The stick floated in mid-air, revealing a yellow light talisman, gently swaying in the wind, its ancient runes shimmering with a mysterious light in the sunlight, as if it possessed the power to connect heaven and earth.
Next, the Daoist priest slowly closed his eyes, formed a hand seal, chanted incantations, and began to turn and stride, performing the steps of the Big Dipper.
His voice was low and distant, the content unclear, yet it echoed clearly in this space.
Even stirring up layers of echoes.
As he moved, his posture was elegant, his sleeves moving without wind, the surrounding air seemed to vibrate, and an invisible force quietly gathered in the air, carrying an unspeakable solemnity.
Highlighting the Daoist's even more ethereal and otherworldly aura.
Below the platform, a thousand people stared with wide eyes.
Zhang and the others in the front all had solemn expressions, not daring to even whisper or show any inappropriate expression on their faces.
"What is the little immortal doing?"
"What kind of dance is this? The figure is quite nice."
"What nonsense are you talking about? The little immortal is also good-looking, I wonder if he can marry."
A group of elderly men and women at the back of the crowd had no such concerns.
While paying attention to the bandits behind them, they whispered to each other.
"Are we going to be blamed for talking about the little immortal like this?"
"No, no. The White Maiden is blessing us."
"The White Maiden is kind and benevolent, and the little immortal is also good, how could we be blamed for praising him?"
These were the ones who had just shouted for the White Maiden's blessing, deeply believing in her kindness and benevolence.
Even though the maiden’s protector was the immortal on the stage, who had killed the bandits, and the blood splattered on the ground had turned into a more conspicuous black-red color, it could not change their perception.
"Is the immortal performing a ritual to kill these bandits?"
"I think the little immortal's sign looks like the county magistrate's order sign."
"Could it be that he is going to summon someone?"
Perhaps it was because people get more cautious and timid as they get older, while some would be the opposite.
These old people who dared to 'risk their lives' were obviously the latter.
Moreover, they had heard some rumors because they were old.
They looked at the little immortal on the stage and whispered, was he summoning the souls of the bandits, or gods from other places.
"Summoning Yin soldiers to capture souls in broad daylight? Doesn't seem like it."
"Then is he going to summon gods and dispatch generals?"
"Summoning heavenly soldiers and generals to capture these villains?"
"The little Daoist is also something, he has already trapped people in the formation, why doesn't he just do it?"
"That's right, he doesn't look like he doesn't want to kill."
Just now, didn't he just kill one?
Boom!
Suddenly, a gust of wind surged in the sky.
In an instant, dark clouds gathered, thunder rumbled, as if the heavens were angry.
In a flash of lightning, a thunderbolt struck the high platform, and the yellow talisman suddenly burned in the lightning, turning into a dazzling firework.
Accompanied by a cold snort.
In that instant, the entire world seemed to tremble, and the air was filled with a palpitating pressure.
Green smoke appeared.
Thunder from a clear sky?
"Oh my god!"
"Goodness! What happened?"
"Heavenly grandfather, why is it thundering?"
"Immortal?"
Everyone was frightened, and many people fell to the ground clutching their chests.
Lord Zhang was close and was so startled that he sat back suddenly, almost falling.
Coming back to his senses, he quickly went to look at Xu Chengxian on the high platform.
Looking at the Daoist priest on the high platform again, he stood as firm as a rock, his eyes suddenly opened, flashing with a firm light.
His lips moved slightly.
If someone got close, they could hear him say: "I * your * grandma's dog * bastard!"
Xu Chengxian was furious!
Damn it!
I asked you to come down to work, if you don't want to come, then don't come, why are you striking me?
And it's both windy and thundering, showing off, huh?
Then he noted it down in his heart again, Wang Lingguan, right?
You wait for me to go up!
"Immortal?"
Seeing that Xu Chengxian did not respond, Lord Zhang hurriedly called out again.
"It's nothing."
Xu Chengxian frowned and waved his hand.
He raised his hand, took back the stick in the air, and looked at it, it was okay, not broken.
He thought, it seems that Xiao Cui, who was just conferred as a ninth-rank god, has no presence, and can't summon heavenly soldiers and generals to help.
Then what to do?
Xu Chengxian glanced at the bandits trapped by him not far away.
These guys were also clever, not giving him a chance to attack.
Even if they were trapped by him with magic power, unable to advance or retreat, they only begged for mercy and dared not say anything else.
But they were still cursing the people of Songjia Village.
Truly ignorant of life and death!
And truly annoying!
Looking at the people below, these were all ordinary people, and they were still relatively weak and poor.
Those bandits, at least those who came, should not lack meat to eat, each one was strong and sturdy, with fierce eyes, and a heavy murderous aura on their bodies.
At a glance, they were the kind who dared to kill.
In a fight between the two sides, whoever is more ruthless has a greater chance of winning.
"There are only a thousand or so people in total, which is Xiao Cui's base. Letting them kill the bandits will definitely result in casualties." This was completely unnecessary.
These believers who witnessed the conferral of the divine position were not only devout, but also the best promoters.
"Forget it, if I can't invite those from heaven, I'll try inviting those from the human world." Xu Chengxian pondered for a moment, and thought to himself.
First try the soldiers and spirit generals enshrined in the mountains and rivers.
"Ding Jia."
He did not draw a talisman, but just tapped the stick and called out.
It is better to use what you are familiar with than to use what you are not.
"Master, what are your orders?"
One of the two yellow turban warriors stepped forward and asked.
"Go on this trip."
Xu Chengxian threw the stick to him, "Ask if there are any gods and generals willing to be enshrined on my altar, and report back."
"As you command."
The yellow turban warrior took the stick.
Xu Chengxian gave magic power so readily, of course he was willing to make this trip.
It's just that the White Maiden's temple was newly established, and it was just conferred as a ninth-rank, it's hard to say how the incense is.
I'm afraid it's not easy to invite powerful gods and generals.
But he didn't say much, turned into a stream of light and returned to the main altar.
He went quickly, and came back quickly.
But after a few breaths, he returned.
"Master."
Ding Jia presented the stick, with nothing around him.
Obviously, he didn't invite any generals.
"Why did you come back so quickly?" Xu Chengxian raised his eyebrows, are the generals and marshals of your Great Zhou main altar so efficient?
"Master, General Zhuang Wu of the main altar, Li Jia, rejected your stick."
The warrior Ding Jia lowered his head, "He is this year's main altar duty general, saying that the new temple was just sealed, no need for a god general to protect the law."
Saying that, he paused, raised his eyes to look at Xu Chengxian, with a meaningful look: "General Li said, where the incense is not abundant, is it worth it to labor soldiers and horses to be stationed?"
"… Oh?" Xu Chengxian blinked.
Good fellow, if he didn't hear wrong, was this soliciting a bribe?
Specifically mentioning incense, pointing at who?
He was just soliciting a bribe!
"Li Jia? Hehe, okay, really okay!"