Ox Sacrifice 15

Night came, but nothing unusual happened and it was a peaceful night.

The Wenchang Temple was only a thousand meters away from where they lived. The five people arrived here early, and when they arrived, they saw people queuing.

Fang Yu was surprised and said, "There are so many people here."

Meng Yueyue asked doubtfully after seeing this: "Shall we go in and worship?"

"What are you praying for? Just ask."

Nan Yu walked in front, Yan Ke followed behind, looked at Meng Yueyue, nodded, and followed.

"In the modern world, this kind of temples are usually very popular." Li Heng said as he walked.

"Freedom of belief?" He came to a conclusion after saying this.

“But, I just want to ask, why is it a temple again!!” Fang Yu complained while standing at the back.

The strange shadows in the last copy left a deep impression on Fang Yu. Even though this was a Taoist temple, the smell of incense PTSD him.

Speaking of which, Fang Yu, Li Heng and Meng Yueyue are all around twenty years old, and Nan Yu looks about the same age as them. Speaking of which, the TV dramas or animations they have watched rarely have traces of traditional mythology, except for those popular traditional IPs such as "Journey to the West" and "Investiture of the Gods". Most of the TV dramas they have watched are selected by capital, with male and female protagonists with decent looks. They play a plot of gods falling in love, and then they go through tribulations at any time. Being a mortal is their most unfortunate life, and they destroy the world for love at any time.

I have to say that these TV dramas are brainwashing. Watching them too much will cultivate a love brain, and you will know nothing about the traditional Chinese mythology system. In fact, for Yan Ke, he could still watch some mythology dramas when he was young, but he stopped watching TV dramas when he grew up, unless his little niece dragged him to watch them. Then he realized that the current mythology dramas have developed to the point of bloodline theory, reincarnation theory, and noble soul theory. In short, the gods of noble birth must have exquisite looks and noble character, while the villains are all of humble origins and refuse to succumb to fate.

His niece commented on him, "Uncle, you really look like the villain's younger brother." Yes, in his niece's world, he couldn't even be a villain, he could only be the villain's younger brother along with his so-called biological sister.

His thoughts were pulled back, and Nan Yu asked, "Are you going or should I go?"

Yan Ke was puzzled: "What's the difference?"

"There's a big difference, then go ahead." Nanyu said disapprovingly.

Yan Ke nodded helplessly.

He walked straight over and was about to open his mouth.

"The window for buying tickets is next door, don't cut in line."

Meng Yueyue couldn't help but laugh: "It's really not that this place is exactly the same as our tourist attractions. We can only say that they are exactly the same."

Nanyu saw Yan Ke standing there at a loss.

He walked up to her and asked, "We are not here to burn incense and pray. We are here to ask the person in charge here something."

The staff member looked up at Nanyu and said, "Young man, Wenchang Temple is the largest temple in the city. Do you have a reservation?"

"No."

The staff member didn’t even turn his head: “Go buy a ticket if you don’t have a reservation.”

Nanyu's anger suddenly came out. Why are the people here so irritating?

Yan Ke stepped forward and grabbed the angry Nan Yu: "Let's not embarrass him. Let's go buy tickets. It's still early anyway."

Li Heng and others also advised: "Yes, we came early, so there are fewer people in line."

No one was able to enter the temple with a ticket, but things still weren't going smoothly. After entering the temple, they discovered that although the statues here had been consecrated, the managers were people who knew nothing and were just staff members working here.

No one returned without success. Before leaving, Yan Ke looked at the statue in the temple. It was actually the Wenchang Lord in white clothes, with a statue of a general standing next to him. This was the Erlang of the Zhang family in the book.

Li Heng could not get rid of the strange feeling in his heart. The clues here were trivial and complicated, like a bunch of dense threads intertwined together, which was completely unclear.

Meng Yueyue was very confused: "Since the people in this world believe in Wenchang Jun, why do the staff here seem to have no reverence for him?"

"This is why there have been student sacrifice incidents again and again in the school, but the school remains indifferent. Probably this happens in all schools. Has someone spread some propaganda that has made these people's belief in Wenchang Jun not strong enough? The Wenchang Jun Temple is just a traditional custom." Li Heng analyzed everything in front of him. Perhaps only this way could he convince himself that the people here did not believe in Wenchang Jun like they did when they first arrived in this world. Wenchang Jun was like a cultural symbol or a traditional heritage.

As they were talking, a woman suddenly burst into tears: "Wenchang Lord!!! Please show your power and save my child. So many people died in the school. Please kill that evil god!!"

Although there were not many people in the Wenchang Temple at this time, there were definitely quite a few, and many people were looking at the woman's desperate prayer.

Nan Yu smiled at this time: "If I remember correctly, after becoming a god, the gods still have to protect their believers, but they are bound by the laws of heaven."

"I think this is feudal superstition or something like that. If people don't save themselves, how can gods come down all day long to save this person and that person?" Meng Yueyue expressed her thoughts.

In the eyes of several people, the woman who was prostrating on the ground and praying to Wenchangjun was not only the mother of the child, but also someone's daughter.

"How about we take another look?" Yan Ke said in a skeptical tone. He didn't know what he was expecting. Was he expecting Wenchang Jun to show up? For a staunch materialist fighter, curiosity was everything.

The other four also sat down and said, "We actually want to know too." They looked at each other and smiled.

The weather today is pretty good, just a little bit hot and stuffy. Several people are standing or sitting on the edge, which doesn't affect anyone at all.

They waited for a long time but nothing happened. How should I put it? Except for being chased by weird monsters during morning and evening self-study in school, the rest of the time, this world is exactly the same as the real world, except that the technology may be more advanced.

Since this world places so much emphasis on education, it is very likely that there are many talented people.

"This place is very normal." Fang Yu said.

Yes, it is too normal here. There are no gods descending to earth or divine soldiers dropping from the sky as imagined, and there is no sudden change in the weather with violent storms to show that God has heard the wishes of the believers. The sky is still the same, but it is getting hotter and hotter.

Do they really need to take the thesis to the university in the second mission to get important clues?

Yan Ke fell into deep thought.

"Are you still waiting? It's already noon." Nanyu said, "Okay, why don't you just go back? There's nothing to do here."

Although Yan Ke was somewhat unwilling to find no clues here, she still said, "Let's go. It seems that we need more information to improve our three papers. Fang Yu and Meng Yueyue, you two should not go with us. We don't know what is in that university."

Meng Yueyue said, "Brother, isn't it unsafe for us to separate now? Although that idiot and I can't do anything, we can give you courage."

Fang Yu nodded: "We are rookies. We will die faster if we separate."

Li Heng also spoke up: "Indeed."

When everyone left the Wenchang Temple, the mother had not yet stood up.

After leaving the temple, the few people actually saw a fortune teller at the gate.

Nanyu stepped forward curiously: "A fortune teller?"

The fortune teller was dressed in white, like a Taoist priest, and his long beard made him look even more ethereal.

Yan Ke stepped forward and looked the man up and down, then asked, "Do you know who we are? If you are right, we will take care of your business."

Nan Yu turned around and looked at Yan Ke. This person's words were unexpectedly harsh.

The fortune teller said: "You are my destined person. Our fate was yesterday and will be tomorrow."

Fang Yu murmured, "What does he mean? How come I understood that we are his destined ones?"

Meng Yueyue was speechless: "It doesn't matter whether you understand or not, as long as someone understands."

Yan Ke smiled, took out his mobile phone, and scanned a lot of money. After hearing the sound of the account being credited, the old man looked at Yan Ke with a teachable expression.

Nan Yu looked at him: "Don't you believe it?"

"Not believing doesn't mean I won't listen." He looked at the old man and said, "Is it right to go find that person tomorrow? Is there really a reason why people here don't believe in Wenchang Jun as much as they seem?"

The old man stroked his beard and said, "Times are different, and people's hearts are naturally different. Moreover, the gods enshrined in this temple have rules. Those who are entangled with [Sacrifice] for their own reasons are because... ahem..."

Fang Yu quickly said, "There's water over there. I'll go buy some and be right back."

The old man smiled when he saw Fang Yu leaving, "Knowledge worship is also a kind of superstition, and gods are the product of history, which is also superstition. You want to ask me, will you be safe tomorrow? My answer is that the secret of heaven cannot be revealed. You and these children can draw a hexagram."

Nan Yu said with a smile: "Old man, you speak in a flowery way, I don't quite understand you. I just want to ask if there is any way to destroy the source of the [sacrifice]."

"Hahaha, little kitty, you are really interesting. The evil god has a connection with me just like you do. However, you and I have a good connection, while the evil god and I have an evil connection."

Nanyu's pupils shrank, and he stared at the old man in white with a grin.

As a result, the old man in white patted Nanyu on the head and said, "This is your chance. Haven't you been waiting for a long time?"

Nanyu immediately put away that expression and turned into one that looked a little aggrieved.

Yan Ke looked at the old man, his face thoughtful.

Meng Yueyue quickly stepped forward and said, "Master, let me ask you, can we get out alive?"

The old man in white smiled but said nothing, "The cycle of life and death has its source. Your coming here is destined."

Meng Yueyue frowned and said, "I don't understand."

The old man in white smiled and said, "Death of some people is a kind of balance. Not all good people will live long, but a long life is not necessarily a good life. Just like the Tai Chi diagram, it is normal to have both yin and yang. Only when yin and yang are in harmony can all living beings exist. You will understand it later."

Yan Ke said to her: "He means that there is a possibility of getting out alive."

"Oh." After Meng Yueyue answered, Fang Yu came back and handed a bottle of water to the old man.

The old man looked at him and asked, "What do you want to ask?"

"Can I go out?" Fang Yu asked.

The old man paused and said, "It's not impossible, but some things are destined and cannot be forced."

Fang Yu glanced at the old man, then said, "I don't understand."

"Boy, you are lucky, cherish it." said the old man.

Li Heng then stepped forward and asked, "I don't know what I want to ask. I'm still in a trance. If I hadn't met them, I don't know if I would be alive today."

The old man said, "The origin of the world, the fate between you has long been predetermined. Whether you ask me or not, you already have the answer in your heart."

At this time, Nanyu didn't say anything, but Yan Ke continued: "I also want to know how to leave here, is it to kill the evil god?"

The old man looked at Yan Ke, his eyes full of brilliance.