Chapter 109: Human Shadow (4,000 words)
Inside the Taoist temple, the Great God of Qingcao Lake scolded the beggar and then drove him out.
The beggar walked out of the temple in a dazed state, with his head down. He stumbled out of the Taoist temple, his back revealing a look of loneliness.
Zhang Ling looked at the beggar's back, thinking about something. He pointed a ray of immortal energy at him and then walked into the Taoist temple.
There aren't too many people coming and going here.
Zhang Ling walked up to the statue and sent a telepathic message: "Great God of Qingcao Lake, why don't you come out and have a chat?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the statue opened its eyes, then closed them again and remained silent.
It is obvious that the Great God of Qingcao Lake is willing to come out and see.
Zhang Ling was a little surprised and didn't know the reason.
This was his first time in the Qingcao Lake area, and he had never offended this great god before. He could be said to have no grudges in the past or hatred in the present, so it shouldn't be like this.
However, some things still need to be made clear and cannot be covered up like this.
Thinking of this, Zhang Ling walked out of the Taoist temple and immediately turned into a stream of light and headed straight for the waters of Qingcao Lake.
In the distance, the green lake rolls and shimmers like a picture, surrounded by green mountains and lush trees. It is a rare and precious place with good feng shui.
"Great God of Qingcao Lake, could you please come out and talk?"
Zhang Ling's true form came to the sky above the lake and spoke to the people below from a distance.
Gurgle——
Soon, sounds came from the calm lake water, and dense bubbles emerged. As time passed, it began to evaporate like boiling water.
A patrolling yaksha appeared with a steel pitchfork in his hand.
He was green all over, with a ribbon tied around his neck. He was a toad spirit with a toad head and a toad body, and his eyes were bulging outward like copper bells.
"Your Majesty, my master is not able to see guests today. I hope you can come back at some other time."
The patrolling Yaksha was very polite to Zhang Ling, with a respectful look on his face.
Zhang Ling pondered for a moment and said, "I'm afraid the Great God of Qingcao Lake doesn't want to see me and is hiding from me like I'm a plague god."
Upon hearing this, the patrolling Yaksha shook his toad head like a rattle. "Saint, you're joking. You're an honored guest. Your presence here is truly a great honor to my humble home. However, only my master is worthy of receiving a Saint of your rank. No one else would dare."
"Oh? So you all recognize me?"
Zhang Ling listened to what Toad said and couldn't help but make some guesses in his mind.
The patrolling Yaksha suddenly shut his mouth, as if realizing that he had let the cat out of the bag. For a moment he looked at Zhang Ling with some embarrassment, his two eyes as big as copper bells showing some fear.
"Well, I won't make things difficult for you! When your master returns, please tell him that immortals and mortals are inherently unequal. Expecting mortals to empathize with the immortals is a bit overbearing. I don't really want to see this happen again, especially something like today that will only lead to more bloodshed and the deaths of those mortals."
Zhang Ling said this, then thought for a moment and continued, "I hope the Great God of Qingcao Lake can properly handle the aftermath of today's incident at the Taoist temple. Otherwise, I will come to visit you again someday."
A cold sweat broke out on the patrolling Yaksha's forehead. Having been a Yaksha for so many years, he presumably held the final say in the realm of Qingcao Lake. Which of the surrounding mountain spirits or monsters didn't respect him? Even the local gods of the four directions, the city gods, and the mountain deities came to curry his favor. After all, his master was the sole great deity of Qingcao Lake, and his word was his.
But the young man in green before him, not to mention a small patrolling lake yaksha, even a powerful master like his own, the Great God of Qingcao Lake, dared not offend him, so he hid in the water palace and dared not come out.
I don't know how I ended up offending such a master who came to my house to demand an explanation.
Although the patrolling yaksha thought so, he did not dare to be negligent in the slightest. He nodded and agreed quickly, claiming that he would definitely convey the message to the God of Qingcao Lake.
Zhang Ling thought for a moment and said, "I'll give you a deadline: three days! Within three days, deal with the aftermath of the beggars, the rich, the poor, and the fishermen."
After saying that, Zhang Ling did not stay above Qingcao Lake any longer. He turned around and left on the clouds.
When the patrolling Yaksha saw the young man in green leaving, he breathed a sigh of relief, dived into the water, and disappeared with a gurgling sound of bubbles.
Green Grass Lake Water Palace.
The green toad holding the steel fork swam towards the palace of the Great God of Qingcao Lake.
On the way, he met a few shrimp soldiers and crab generals who gave him respectful glances and said, "Master Yasha!"
But he was in no mood to care about them, so he nodded and sent them away. The most important thing at the moment was to convey the words of the young man in green to the God of Qingcao Lake!
Soon, it came to a luxurious and magnificent crystal palace.
I saw a sacred figure with a dragon head and a human body, wearing a crown and gorgeous clothes pacing back and forth.
He saw the patrolling Yaksha approaching and asked hurriedly, "How is it? Has he left?"
"To answer the master, that person is gone!"
After the patrolling yaksha finished speaking, he repeated Zhang Ling's original words word for word.
The Great God of Qingcao Lake felt a little headache after hearing this.
He had not yet reacted when he had caught a glimpse of the young man in blue in the clouds and did not know his identity.
It was not until he went to the Taoist temple and appeared in spirit, let the beggar sit on the altar, and came back after dealing with worldly affairs that he suddenly remembered it.
Isn’t this the Zhang Ling who caused a great disturbance in the underworld and killed two Ghost Emperors, the Yama Kings of the Three Palaces, the Five Rivers Water Emperor, and the Great God of Duyang Lake?
His fame here has moved the whole world, heaven and earth, as early as four hundred years ago!
Almost all the holy immortals in this mortal world were on high alert and no longer dared to act on their own accord as usual, fearing that this person would come to them one day.
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