Chapter 140 Book of the Earth
140 Book from the Ground
Something happened!
As soon as the yellow cloth bag appeared, a red light flashed in front of his eyes, and he could no longer see the movements of Chisongzi's hands. Xiang Jiannan was only worried about his 24K peach blossom eyes.
My vision was obstructed, and it had never been so serious before. This large amount of red suddenly gathered and jumped, shaking me so much that I almost couldn't stand.
The yellow cloth bag that Chisongzi took out was definitely not simple. Judging from the frequency of the red light jumping, it was definitely aimed at Xiang Jiannan's life.
He stood there and blinked desperately, and when the red light in front of his eyes completely faded away, he saw that Chisongzi and others had already opened the yellow cloth bag.
Inside was a piece of khaki cardboard, which, at first glance, was not as dazzling as the khaki layer that was wrapped around it before, indicating the difference in material.
"San Shunzi, do you have anyone you want to recommend?"
After passing the cardboard around as if for the other old Taoists to check, Chisongzi took it in his hands again and then looked at Gao Yuan and asked.
The name San Shunzi was called out at a very timely moment, just enough to attract Gao Yuan's full attention.
This old Taoist had no idea what was going on and pretended to reach out his hand, wanting to see their Di Zong's things. After being interrupted by me, he sat down on the bed, still with reluctance in his eyes.
"I told you not to call me Sanshunzi anymore!"
He waited in vain. He was completely alone in the room. While the old Taoist priest was arguing loudly, Xiang Jiannan stood aside with all his manners.
He discovered that whenever someone called him Master San Shunzi, the old Taoist's eyes would become gentle for a moment. Although it was only fleeting, it could not escape his eyes.
The origin of this Taoist name Sanshunzi, which can produce such magical effects, made me curious.
"The last City God candidate who failed to be elected was An Wensheng!"
Yin Chisongzi was upset because he called him San Shunzi again. He glanced at the five Taoists around him and said, "The position of the City God of the previous prefecture should be his. You should know this better than me."
"This time, I must see it with my own eyes!"
"An Wensheng, is he still alive?"
Gao Yuan was obviously surprised by what he said, and their eyes were unclear for a while when they communicated again. After the conversation ended, the old Taoists soon had disagreements.
Two shook their heads, one waved his hand, and only Chisongzi and an old Taoist priest with a goatee remained silent, without even a move.
After a long time, the discussion suddenly exploded again: "How could An Wensheng still be alive!"
"Gao Yu An, what's going on?"
"You, the Human Clan, are really generous!"
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"It's a big deal. Is it bigger than what you did in the past? You tampered with the name. Just one letter difference almost made An Wensheng lose everything."
"Fortunately, An Wensheng was not destined to die. By chance, he came to be a disciple of my Ping An Temple."
"I think you, the Earth Sect, should have no objection to recommending him to be the City God this time?"
"You are slandering me!"
After hearing these few words, Chisongzi and others blushed slightly. They came to their senses and realized that they seemed to have said too much. Facing Gao Yuan's accusations, several old Taoists were confused and resolutely refused to accept them.
They argued and reiterated that the matter had nothing to do with them, but in the end, they suddenly stopped arguing.
Things have come to this point, and it seems useless to just talk. Since Gao Yuan recommended An Wensheng, their Di Zong would like to know whether he still has the qualifications now.
"Regarding An Wensheng, ahem… since you have recommended him, we, the Di Clan, should accept it."
Holding the cardboard in one hand, he wanted to refute again, but seeing the other Taoists' eyes flashing and asking him to hurry up, Chisongzi could only cough a few times to get rid of it.
Then he stretched out his finger and touched the cardboard, and his face and hair were instantly reflected in khaki color.
A faint beam of light shone directly from the cardboard, giving Chisongzi's brows a hazy color.
I saw him sliding his fingers as if he was quickly writing a few words on the cardboard, and the cardboard, which was originally not very thick, suddenly became more than several meters long.
It hung limply to the ground, covered with densely packed small black characters.
What is written on this? Seeing the changes in the cardboard in Chisongzi's hand, Xiang Jiannan must step forward to join in the fun. He tiptoed behind one of the old Taoist priests.
He could recognize the small characters individually, but when they were put together, he had no idea what they meant.
I just can't read it smoothly.
It didn't work either horizontally, vertically, or left or right. When I wanted to try again, the small words on the paper had disappeared.
Finally, it converged into one point, and the beam of light that hit Chisongzi's face disappeared.
"Can!"
The light column disappeared and the cardboard returned to its original shape. Holding it with an unstable breath, Chisongzi turned his head and said to the other old Taoist priests. His tone was not very willing, and it sounded like he wanted to turn the tables:
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"I didn't expect that An Wensheng could survive until today. Fellow Daoists, do you have any other candidates?"
"No one will be even one character different from An Wensheng. You, the Earth Sect, please have some shame this time."
Seeing Chisongzi's hidden meaning, Gao Yuan suddenly stood up from the bed and pointed at the cardboard, as if he wanted to give Chisongzi and the others a choice:
"I do have a few other candidates, but I'm afraid you, the Earth Sect, don't dare to use them."
"Forget it, Chisongzi, write down An Wensheng's name to avoid any more trouble."
As soon as Gao Yuan finished speaking, he ordered Chisongzi to act quickly. The Taoist priest, who was much older than anyone present, counted a few times with his fingers and said.
At his signal, the other Taoists nodded, stared at Chisongzi in silence, and soon handed over a black ink pen.
An Wensheng.
He took the ink pen and started writing, allowing Gao Yuan to see the whole process clearly. Chisongzi's movements were slow when he wrote.
He wrote the three words "horizontally and vertically" neatly until the ink completely disappeared on the cardboard, and then he handed over the two items in his hand one after another.
The oldest Taoist priest took it and then signaled Gao Yuan and Xiang Jiannan to go out first.
It's over? An Wensheng became the city god of the prefecture? He stopped when several Taoist priests rushed to the front hall one after another. He only heard the chanting coming from the master's room. Xiang Jiannan looked at the old Taoist priest and wanted to speak.
The master and the disciple are both waiting now. Compared with the joy of the master's accomplishment, he himself is once again in a state of confusion.
I don't know what those old Taoist priests from Di Zong are doing, but it sounds like they are going through the procedures to deal with An Wensheng taking over as the City God of the prefecture.
Didn't the City Gods of every dynasty need to be conferred titles? It's better to just write someone's name on a piece of cardboard... and wait for the result.
What is that cardboard in Chisongzi's hand? Could it be that it has the power to confer an imperial decree on the City God?
"What are you thinking about, disciple?"
Looking at Xiang Jiannan from the corridor pillar, Gao Yuan ignored the voice coming from afar and said:
"After entering the Earth Book, An Wensheng's position as the City God of the Prefecture is almost certain. Once the Earth Sect's enthronement ceremony is completed, something big will happen next."
Book from the ground? The cardboard in Chisongzi's hand?
When Xiang Jiannan heard the master suddenly mention a very important term, his eyes widened.
Is there anything bigger than the appearance of the Book of Earth? Your name is written into the Book of Earth?
To be honest, this is an honor that even our ancestors would not have dared to dream of! Will An Wensheng be remembered for generations?
(End of this chapter)