Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 31: Old City God

The child's curiosity prompted Xiao Yinqing, who thought he was hiding well, to secretly stare at Ji Yuan for a while. As a result, he became more and more creepy as he watched, and finally couldn't help but run away.

This frightened Yin Qing and she didn’t dare to go back to find the friends she went out to play with. What do children do when they are scared? They run away home to find their parents!

So Yin Qing was the same, running home panting all the way.

Yin Qing's home is also in Tianniufang. Even if it is at an angle away from Ju'an Xiaoge, the straight-line distance is actually only a few hundred meters.

The Yin family is a small courtyard with low walls, a house with a front hall and a back room. A simple screen is used to separate the relatively spacious front hall. There is a living room and a place for the Yin family and his son to study. The kitchen is connected to the outside of the main house, and overall it is considered an average-to-upper-class household.

Yin Qing ran back home in one breath, pushed open the courtyard door with a bang, and rushed into the hall, startling Yin's mother who was weaving at home.

"Auntie, Auntie!!! Then, over there, there is Mr. Big, he, hoohoo... Then Mr. Big and the ghost, hoohoo..."

"Don't be impatient, talk nicely, there is no such thing as a great gentleman!"

Yin's mother took out a handkerchief and wiped Yin Qing's sweat.

"How old are you to speak incoherently?"

The stern voice came, startling Yin Qing, and even suppressed the fear of being suspected of being a ghost.

"Dad, you are at home..."

Yin Qing turned around and noticed that her father was sitting on a chair by the window in the hall, holding a book with open pages.

"Qing'er, your father was recommended by Mr. Zhu and Mr. Zhou to be the tutor of the new school in the county. From now on, you don't have to go to Zhu's house to be a private tutor."

"Master? Really, daddy? When will it start?"

Yin Qing looked very excited when she heard the news.

"Haha, of course it's true. It will take a few days, but it won't be too long!"

Yin's father stroked his beard quite complacently in reply.

"When the time comes, you go to school together, don't fool around outside all day long, learn the books of sages, and obtain fame in the future is the right way out!"

"Oh..."

Yin Qing actually hates reading, but she doesn't dare to contradict her father.

There were originally places to study in Ning'an County, but most of them were private schools run by old scholars who had neither high nor low academic qualifications.

This school can be regarded as a relatively formal and upscale learning place in Ning'an County. In theory, it is only lower than those academies. Moreover, the school caters to a lower age group, while the academies cater to a higher age group. If If conditions permit, many families will choose to let their children attend school when they are young and then go to college when they grow up.

Yin Zhaoxian, as an orthodox scholar who has obtained a second-class rank in the state examination, is definitely the number one scholar in Ning'an County. He feels that it is normal to be elected as the master of the school, and of course he is proud of it. .

"By the way, what were you so worried about just now?"

Yin Zhaoxian put down his book and looked at Yin Qing.

"Oh yes, daddy, there is a new resident in the Ju'an Pavilion over there. He is a gentle and kind gentleman, but he talks to the ghost inside..."

"Shhh!!!"

Yin’s mother immediately covered Yin Qing’s mouth.

"Is this nonsense?"

Yin Zhaoxian's face is not very good-looking. Even though he is quite knowledgeable and knows the ignorance of many villagers, he still keeps secrets about Ju'an Xiaoge. It is really too evil.

Then Yin Zhaoxian suddenly realized something, stared at his son and asked.

"How did you know?"

"Uh...well...Mr. Da's eyesight is not good. He was splashed with water when he was carrying water in Shuangjing Putou over there, and the bucket was knocked over. So, I helped him carry water. Who knew he lived in Anxiao? Pavilion..."

Yin Qing lowered her voice with some fear.

"Are you in?"

Yin's mother asked nervously, although it should be okay to enter Ju'an Pavilion on a sunny day, but the place is too evil, and Yin Qing is a child with weak temper, so adults can't help but be nervous.

"No, no, my father and mother have warned me so many times, how dare I go in, so I put down my burden at the door. But then I ran away and saw the big gentleman outside the hospital in a certain direction from a distance. He talked, carried water into the yard and went out. As he walked, he chatted and talked, as if someone was following him. He also talked about how scary things were before and after life. I was so scared that I ran home! ”

After saying that, Yin Qing asked his father out of fear and curiosity.

"Dad, do you think the ghost in Ju'an Pavilion came out with Mr. Big?"

Yin Zhaoxian also had goosebumps when he heard it, and Yin's mother even covered Yin Qing's mouth again.

"Okay, okay, don't go there to play in the future. Also, don't talk nonsense about this outside, okay?"

"Yeah, got it!"

Mother Yin hugged Yin Qing and rubbed his head.

"Ms. Gong, take Qing'er to the City God's Temple to pay homage to the City God. Would you like to avoid bad luck?"

After all, it is about his own son, and Yin Zhaoxian is not pedantic. If it were some extreme scholars, he would probably sarcastically say that he has strange powers and chaos, but Ju'an Xiaoge is more evil.

"Okay! After lunch, I will take Qing'er to the Chenghuang Temple to burn incense!"

A few years ago, during the practice, a trembling old mage mentioned that the Ning'an County City God was suppressing it. Since then, the people of Tianniufang have worshiped the City God diligently during New Years and holidays.

. . .

Ji Yuan followed Ri Xianyou through half of Ning'an County to the Chenghuang Temple in Miaosifang. After gradually arriving at a crowded place, Ji Yuan and Ri Xuanyou stopped chatting.

Until they arrived at the bustling Chenghuang Temple, an old man was standing in front of an incense stall, and Ri Xuanxuan hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

"Your Majesty Chenghuang, Mr. Ji is here!"

Because there were pilgrims and ordinary people passing by, the old city **** just nodded to the parade.

The latter said "Resign!" and floated away on his own.

Ji Yuan originally thought that he would go to a relatively hidden place in the temple to find Shuyuan www. zhaoshuyuan.com The city **** would show up. Unexpectedly, the city **** would appear directly outside the temple in the form of an old mortal.

He was looking at the City God in a daze, but Ji Yuan's half-open eyes made it impossible to tell whether his eyes were focused or scattered. It could be said that he was truly Gujing Wubo.

There is also a faint scent of sandalwood on this city god, but it is much lighter than the previous four chief officers.

The City God was also observing Ji Yuan. His eyes were already necrotic at first glance, but when Mr. Ji came, he was no different from ordinary people. Moreover, his eyes were blind but there was no sense of turbidity. Instead, there was a trace of plainness. The confusion is, after all, not a mortal!

The mutual observation only lasted for a few seconds, and then the old man took the lead in breaking the calm.

"Ning'an County Lord Song Shichang, Mr. Xie Ji, is so righteous that he helps us eradicate evil things!"

When he saw the old man handing over his hand, he didn’t dare to rely on the fate. Opposite him was a county god, a big figure like ghosts and gods. He quickly joined the hand and did it more respectfully than the old man.

"Lord Cheng Huang, you have defeated me. I just used some humble means. It happened to help the chief officials of various departments. It's nothing!"

"Hehehehe, Mr. Ji is being too modest. I know that Mr. Ji has not had breakfast and has already ordered a table of snacks in the building outside the temple. Let's go over there and talk, please!"

Ji Yuan also hurriedly imitated the city **** and extended his hands to invite him, not daring to ask for help at all.

"Respect is worse than obeying orders, please!"

Looking at the bustle around the City God's Temple, people were coming in and out of the temple to worship the City God from time to time, and the City God was right next to him. Ji Yuan felt even more nervous than before.

'Relax, don't stiffen your legs...'

If anyone can look at the clay statues in the temple and come down to chat with you, they can probably understand how Kui Yuan feels now.