Nangong Xiaoze instructed his younger brothers to arrange for everyone to take their luggage back, and he went back to rest first. He was exhausted from the journey, which was not in line with his lazy lifestyle at all.

Many people living in the city center saw the stone elephant standing in the square and were curious.

Although many of them knew along the way that the city lord had left and never returned, and that the deputy city lord and his men had also left, no one thought much about it, thinking that they were going to deal with something important.

Nangong Xiaoze did not tell them the truth for fear of causing panic.

So at this time, everyone looking at the stone elephant of the city lord in the square was confused.

After hurriedly putting their luggage back home, the people living nearby ran to the square to watch the stone statue of Qi Yanxuan.

"My dear Lord City Lord, why is there a stone statue of the Lord City Lord here?" an old lady asked curiously.

Someone asked, and the others waited eagerly for the answer.

Shen Yanqing kept staring at Qi Yanxuan infatuatedly, as if no one else existed and he was immersed in his own world.

He didn't answer until someone asked him, "He's dead. For our safety, he perished together with the monster."

After he finished speaking, there was a silence in the room, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

It took a long time for everyone to come back to their senses from the shock. Someone couldn't help crying out loud, and the crying seemed to be contagious, spreading from one to ten, and from ten to a hundred, until the whole place was filled with crying.

Shen Yanqing didn't stay long, as he had to go back to continue carving the remaining four statues and was in no mood to appease the people.

After the people left, some people looked at the fragrant incense on the incense burner and ran home to get incense to kowtow, and the others followed suit.

In less than a day, the news of Qi Yanxuan's death spread throughout Yan'an City.

On that day, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and white silks were fluttering all over the city. Every household set up a mourning hall, and smoke curled up, accompanied by sad cries. The whole city was shrouded in sadness.

The next day.

People from all areas of the city came to burn incense one after another. The crowd was so crowded that many people had their shoes squeezed off, but even this could not stop their determination to burn incense.

The soldiers who were maintaining order were sweating profusely, fearing that they would be overwhelmed by the crowd if they were not careful.

When the sun set, I found that the road was blocked and it was still not my turn, so I could only kowtow and burn incense on the spot.

After that, each village began to discuss the construction of the temple.

Led by their village chief, the people worked together with several neighboring villages to build a temple for their city lord.

No one was dissatisfied with this, because when they were in despair, it was Qi Yanxuan who gave them hope of life.

They will never forget their struggle in despair, and they helplessly prayed for salvation from the gods and Buddhas, but the gods and Buddhas did not care about them. It was Qi Yanxuan who saved them from danger and gave them a place to live.

To them, the city lord is their God!

While the other four statues stood in the squares in the four directions of east, south, west and north, the temples in various parts of Yan'an City were completed one after another soon after.

The other four statues are Qi Yanxuan with short hair and wearing a windbreaker, standing on the thunderbird in a carefree and unrestrained manner, holding a thunder ball with a sharp look, and having a gentle and approachable look.

The statues in the temple are all carved in the style of these five statues.

Among them, the most popular ones are statues with gentle and approachable eyes.

In the past, whenever Qi Yanxuan went out, no matter who greeted him, he would always smile at them in an approachable manner. If he met someone who needed help, he would also lend a hand and never put on airs.

This image is the one that ordinary people see the most and is the most familiar to them.

From then on, in addition to the first and fifteenth days of every month, the people would go to the temple to burn incense. At other times, the spirit tablets enshrined in their homes would also be burned with one stick of incense each morning and evening, without fail.

The incense burners in front of the five statues in the square are filled with incense every day, and people passing by will pay their respects.

*

In the space.

A transparent figure can be vaguely seen in the green lotus in the Lingquan Pool.

The man closed his eyes tightly, and strands of the power of faith and golden light of merit flowed into his body.

A dignified woman beside the pool looked at the scene with loving eyes and nodded with satisfaction.

*

The days passed one by one...

Five years have passed in the blink of an eye, and it is the season for peach blossoms to bloom again.

This is a season full of vitality, but the figure under the peach tree in the yard looks lifeless.

"Ah Xuan, the peach blossoms are blooming again, why haven't you come back yet?"

Chen Yanqing looked at the peach tree planted by Qi Yanxuan himself, as if he saw the figure under the tree turning back and smiling at him, his eyes filled with endless longing.

Still no one answered, Chen Yanqing left in a lonely manner, his gray hair looking so desolate in the wind.

Watching the lonely figure flying farther and farther away, Shen Yanshan sighed helplessly.

Over the past five years, many people in the city have spread rumors that the city lord's husband has gone crazy.

At first he was just talking to himself in the air. When someone asked him who he was talking to, he said he was talking to Axuan.

The man asked him where he was, and he said he was right next to him. At first, everyone thought he could really see.

Later, he looked more and more haggard, and began to ask around for ways to see souls. Everyone realized that he was suffering from a mental illness.

Everyone tried to persuade him, but he didn't get better. Instead, he said emotionally that Axuan had always been by his side, but he couldn't see him because of his mortal body.

Seeing this, everyone dared not to provoke him anymore. They just cooperated silently and told him all the rumors they had heard.

He didn't care whether the rumors were true or not, and tried them one by one, but the results were always disappointing.

The sun sets.

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