Chapter 292: Visit Shenxia Temple Again
Due to the rain, there were very few people along the way.
They parked the car in a remote place near Qinshuitan.
As soon as he got off the carriage, Li Chuan smelled a dull dampness, and he looked in the direction of the Shenxia Temple. In the rain curtain, the outline of the ancient temple was somewhat blurred, as if half-hidden in the gloomy sky and lake water.
Luo Xueli seemed very satisfied with the weather. He said: "There are fewer people, which is more convenient for us." Then, he looked towards the lake and said, "I'm going."
"Okay." Wen Guying said.
Luo Xueli walked a few steps in the direction of Qinshuitan, and then his figure disappeared.
Li Chuan held up his umbrella and said to Gong Ersan: "Let's go too, maybe the temple has started."
"Let's go." Gong Er said.
"If something is wrong, ring the Tianyin pot, don't force it." Wen Guying said.
"Don't worry." Li Chuan responded.
Li Chuan and the others walked slowly towards the Shenxia Temple. When they were near, they heard faint sounds coming from the temple. They quickened their pace and entered the temple.
Li Chuan felt his eyes brighten up. It turned out that there were many candles lit in the temple. The candlelight illuminated the statues and murals of Shenxia.
At this time, there were more than ten people standing in the temple, all aged between thirty and fifty years old, both men and women, and Yi Jushi was standing among them.
Seeing Li Chuan and the others, Yi Jushi immediately came up to greet them. He looked a little happy and said, "You are really here."
Li Chuan said: "Well, I just have nothing to do, so I came to take a look." Then he asked: "What activities are usually held?"
Yi Jushi said: "There are no complicated etiquette, but everyone Let’s worship together, talk about our daily life, and just pay some money each.”
Then Li Chuan and the other three stood aside to watch the ceremony.
Perhaps it was because the crowd in the temple dispersed the cold air, this time Li Chuan did not feel cold even after standing for a long time.
Offering incense, offering tributes, and telling the deeds of the heroes... Yi Jushi said it simply, but after following a set of procedures, it took only half a day.
Li Chuan observed the behavior of these dozen believers and listened carefully to the conversations between them. He felt that they were all ordinary people. It seemed that it was just because the magic hero showed up to them and saved the lives of their relatives, so they came to worship and donate some money on the sacrificial day.
After the sacrifice, the believers said goodbye to Master Yi one by one and left.
"How is it? Do you feel a little boring?" Yi Jushi walked to Li Chuanqian and said.
Li Chuan shook his head and said: "It's okay."
Yi Jushi said: "In the year after next, we will be able to invite people to come and repair it."
Li Chuan saw the money box Yi Jushi was holding. He took out some copper coins and put them in.
Yi Jushi said repeatedly: "Thank you, thank you very much."
Li Chuan asked: "Do you come to worship the gods every year?"
"I will try my best to come if I can. "They are coming," Yi Jushi looked out the door and said, "It's just that there are fewer people than the previous year. Maybe in a few years, I will be the only one left."
"Shen Xia." Are there any conditions for appearing?" Li Chuan asked.
Yi Jushi said: "When my mother got sick, someone in my neighbor's house on the same street also got seriously ill. We visited famous doctors together. When there was no hope, we prayed to gods and Buddhas together, and we also came to the Shenxia Temple together."
"But later, Shenxia saved my mother, but didn't save his family. Why do you think this is?" Yi Jushi asked.
Before Li Chuan could speak, he asked and answered himself: "There is no reason, it's just that when I prayed, the hero happened to hear me."
Yi Jushi turned around and said: "Master Li, these two around you are not ordinary people, right? Why did you come to Shenxia Temple?" Li Chuan was not surprised that Yi Jushi saw this. He did not avoid Yi Jushi's eyes. Said: "I'm here to check something."
"What's the matter?" Yi Jushi asked.
"Do you know Shenxia Island?" Li Chuan said, paying attention to Yi Jushi's expression.
Being a gatekeeper in such a cold place, this Yi Jushi is obviously not an ordinary person. I just don’t know if he is a disciple of the Divine Hero or someone else.
He saw Yi Jushi frown, then shook his head and said, "I have never heard of Shenxia Island. Where did you hear about it?"
"A man who claims to be a god. A person from the Xiamen," Li Chuan said.
"Who?" Yi Jushi asked.
"People from the Shenxia Sect." Li Chuan answered again.
"Where is he now?" Yi Jushi asked.
“In a place that is difficult to reach.” Li Chuan said.
“Did he ask you to come?”
"He told me about Shenxia Island." Li Chuan replied.
“I see,” Yi Jushi nodded, seeming to be relieved, and said, “The ones who treated my mother were members of the Shenxia sect. So there is a Shenxia Island, right? You can go there Looking around here, you may be able to find some clues."
"Okay."
"I'll take a rest first. If you need anything, just call me from behind." explain.
“Okay, thank you.”
Li Chuan watched Yi Jushi walking from the back. When he passed a candlestick, he noticed that Yi Jushi's shadow had a strange shape.
Is it a ghost? Or something else?
Li Chuan thought for a moment and did not chase after him. Instead, he took a candle, caught the fire, and walked towards the mural on one side. Under the candlelight, the statue of the god is very clear.
"Brother, look, there is a boat here." Gonger suddenly said.
"Where?" Li Chuan walked over with a candle and squatted down. Sure enough, there seemed to be a boat drawn in the water marks.
Maybe he should get into the occult and look at the murals. Thinking of this, Li Chuan lit the boat with the candle in his hand. When he was about to concentrate, he suddenly smelled the smell of moisture again.
He turned his head subconsciously, only to find that the surroundings were foggy again. The candlelight passed through the fog and formed halo after halo.
He went to find Gong Er and Pang San again. When he confirmed that they were still around, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Brother, what's going on?" Gong Er asked.
"Who knows," Li Chuan sighed and said, "Stand beside me and don't move around. I want to observe carefully first."
"Don't worry, brother." Gonger said.
Then Li Chuan concentrated on the candlelight. He soon entered a mysterious state, and the mist, candlelight, statues, and murals on both sides seemed to be soaked in water.
A cold wind blew, and the candle in Li Chuan's hand was extinguished, and other candles in the temple were dimmed one after another. He suddenly came out of his mysterious state.
There was no light in the temple.
He heard the sound of flapping. The second and third party seemed to be fighting with something.
Li Chuan no longer hesitated and took out the Tianyin pot. At the same time as the meek and gentle sound of the pot sounded, he saw that Yi Jushi was firmly grasped by Pang San's two pliers, and Gong Er kept fanning him with his wings.
(End of this chapter)