Accept? Reject?
This is the only source of incense for the Rabbit God Hu Tianbao in City A. Those who come here to pray for love often offer not only flowers, fruits, cakes and desserts, but also cosmetics, skincare products, facial masks, and occasionally bath sprays, perfumes, and department store goods.
No wonder Ling Hong said that most of the offerings in the Jade Rabbit Temple were a bunch of useless and place-taking up useless materials. Hu Ziyu thought that if he and the female fairies didn't want to keep them, they could ask the Logistics Department to scrap them and crush them into dust in the universe.
Hu Jiafeng was used to performing an eight o'clock variety show every time he changed the scene. Before even reaching the floor where the main temple was located, negative comments such as "evil temple, supernatural powers, money-making, and ghost tricks" were already pouring out. Even Hu Zilin couldn't help but wonder why the temple had to be set up on the apartment building.
Under the moon, Hu Ziyu lowered his head and sighed repeatedly.
If his father had been in a local drama, he would have surely been awarded a lifetime achievement award by now. His mother, whom he met through a blind date, was merely his voice, her role in the drama being little more than that of a maid or caregiver in the background.
Chu Tianqi and his group and the founder of the alliance came prepared. Cakes, vegetarian fruits, and incense sticks were already prepared, but the gold paper had a fixed format in the hall and had to be purchased separately. The yellow one was the gold of the ancestor, and the white one was the gold of the rabbit god.
After ringing the bell, a handsome man with a kind face, a friendly attitude, a muscular physique, and a pink polo shirt came out. Although he was kind, he adhered to the principle that no exceptions would be made.
"During the epidemic, our church has to adopt an appointment system. Those who have not registered please wait outside the corridor." He prepared a few pairs of paper slippers at his door, but did not include the four people from the Hu family.
"Let's go, let's go in." Chu Tianqi gently pushed Hu Zilin's back, and Hu Zilin responded with an "Oh".
"You, you, you... what are you trying to do? You've already corrupted one of my sons, and you're trying to corrupt a second!" Hu Jiafeng roared, his mania about to flare up. Sun Hui and the other three chimed in, "That's right! We can't let Xiao Yang join this cult!"
The handsome man didn't get angry or argue. He just smiled and said, "Don't worry. No matter how many times you pray, a straight man won't become crooked. If he does, it's definitely because he wasn't straight enough to begin with. Mr. Chu just wants to ask the Rabbit God to contact his lover in the underworld and bring your child with him. It's purely for proof. Don't panic." After he finished speaking, his face and tone suddenly changed. "Also, this is a residential area. Please don't make loud noises or trespass. Otherwise, I will call the police."
"You...!" Hu Jiafeng gritted his teeth. Just as he was about to reach out and pull Chu Tianqi's youngest son back to him, a pair of girls, seemingly affectionate, emerged from the hall, arm in arm, separating him from the others who had entered to pay their respects. The handsome man immediately pressed forward, pushing the buckle down to secure it. "Damn it!" Hu Jiafeng punched the tempered glass, but it didn't budge, and he himself cried out in pain. Unable to apprehend them, the Hu family retreated in frustration.
When the girl was waiting for the elevator to go upstairs, her aunt-in-law hurriedly stopped them and asked: "Hey, what kind of temple is this and what gods are worshipped here?" Her uncle also quickly added: "Does it cost a monthly fee to join the religion? Is it effective and can I get rich?" The girls smiled at each other and shook their heads slightly.
A man with short hair, over 170cm tall, and dressed in a more androgynous style replied, "We don't know if it brings wealth, but it's truly effective. Each visit only costs 100 yuan in gold and paper money, and nothing else." Another petite girl with two pigtails added, "When I first heard friends in the community mention the Rabbit God, I was skeptical. But after a few visits, I met Lingling here. I'm so grateful to him; Lingling is truly the most wonderful person I've ever met."
"Qiaoqiao is also my destined girl!"
After saying that, the tall girl gently kissed the short girl on the forehead, and the two hugged each other, showing their love. After entering the elevator, they even started kissing inside.
The four elders of the Hu family were really frightened by this unconcerned and arrogant behavior. "I say, is our A Yu also like this..." the aunt-in-law asked in a trembling voice, her voice almost hoarse.
"Stop talking! We'll go back after we take Xiaolin back to school!" Hu Jiafeng shouted.
Wisps of incense smoke drifted out from the other side of the gauze window. Chu Tianqi and others were burning incense in the hall.
"Please write down what you want to say to the gods and your loved one on the gold paper." The handsome uncle's voice came.
The four elders of the Hu family quickly pressed their faces against the tempered glass so that they could see clearly what was happening inside.
The main hall of Weiming Hall is almost the same as that of any other house with a shrine hall, except for a counter with gold paper and flower arrangements. In addition to cigarettes, aged wine, and fruits offered to the gods, there is also a merit box for believers to donate as they please.
After paying homage to the Three Mountains and Nine Marquises Immortal Master, the Three Pure Ones and other gods, Chu Tianqi and others circled around to the Rabbit God Temple behind the main hall.
There's no portrait or statue of the Rabbit God on the altar, only a red plaque with gold lettering that reads "Rabbit God Hu Tianbao." Uncle Shuai explained that Tianbao dislikes being addressed by his given name or title, so whether calling him Hu Tianbao or Rabbit God, the word "Uncle" must always be added after it.
Linghong, in the distance, redirected the group's voice volume back into the Bluetooth speaker. Chu Tianqi introduced himself, recited a prayer, stated his purpose, and placed three incense sticks on the censer.
After everyone waited in silence for about a minute, the handsome uncle said, "Mr. Chu, I have contacted your lover. Now, you can propose."
Hu Ziyu felt strange. His predecessor Hu Tianbao had abandoned his post and escaped long ago. How could this uncle, who was not known to be the head of the Daohuan Hall, say that he had "already contacted him"? Was he just talking nonsense, or did he really have supernatural powers?
But somehow, they were connected. His PAD emitted a series of ding-dong sounds and a considerable vibration.
The mortal Chu Tianqi asks you for a ghost marriage. The accept/reject screen pops up, much like the options box you see when you invite someone to join a guild in an online game.
Hu Ziyu refused without hesitation.
Two reverses, crying divination blocks.
Yuan Tianqi was casting divination blocks in front of the hall. If Hu Ziyu refused, the divination blocks would turn upside down.
Chu Tianqi didn't give up, picked up the two divination blocks, and held them to his chest again. "Xiao Yu, are you really here? If you are, give me a Holy Grail." The mortal Chu Tianqi asked if you had the time to respond to his question. Yes/No
Hu Ziyu nodded yes.
Chu Tianqi smiled, his heart relaxed, and he asked again: "Xiao Yu, will you marry me? I will build a special ancestral hall for you, and the location will be near the Gongguan MRT station. I will ask someone to deliver restaurant food to you for three meals a day; and on the first and fifteenth day of every month, I will prepare a table of foreign exchange for you to entertain your new friends in the underworld." When the female fairies heard that there would be delicious food to eat regularly, they cheered in unison, but Hu Ziyu and Linghong's faces turned green.
"This damn upstart..." Hu Ziyu cursed again and again: "Is Pinba so great? Why is he building an ancestral hall? Isn't it better to keep things simple?"
Linghong disagreed with the simplicity of the ceremony; he was concerned with something else. "Even if I were making a fortune, preparing such extravagant offerings every day would surely make Master Lei shake his head." The two of them muttered to themselves, but before they could finish their complaints, another message came in.
The mortal Chu Tianqi asks you for a ghost marriage. Accept/Reject
"Of course I reject them!" Hu Ziyu yelled at the PAD, "System! If this person asks the same question again and again, reject them all for me!"
"Got it. I'll change your settings right away." A robotic female voice suddenly rang out from the PAD, startling Hu Ziyu slightly. "The mortal Chu Tianqi has requested a ghost marriage. Accept/Reject." A moment later, the message popped up again, but this time, he didn't have to fiddle with it.
After three cries of grief, Hu Ziyu thought Yuan Tianqi had given up when a series of hysterical sobs and screams suddenly emanated from the Bluetooth speaker. "Xiao Yu, I know you've always been reluctant to let me spend money on you, but I've never had the chance to spend a single cent on you. Please, just let me be willful just this once, okay?" By the end, this seemingly steady and reliable adult man was sobbing like a newborn baby.
"Oh, let me think about it..." In short, a ghost marriage was definitely not an option. As for the money, Hu Ziyu could still make some concessions. If he hesitated for more than ten seconds, the mortals on earth would receive the answer from the laughing divination blocks.
"It's all my fault, it's fate. We had originally agreed to go to Grand Avenue together, but my dad's blood pressure suddenly rose, and I was in a hurry to go back, so this happened..." The club, the club consultant and the alliance founder, as well as the handsome uncle who was not sure whether he was a Taoist or a hall master, surrounded Chu Tianqi, comforting him and hugging him in unison.
"If I could be with Xiaoyu at that time, things might be different... At least, I wouldn't let you fall and suffer a second trauma..." He burst into tears, and Hu Zilin beside him also burst into tears. Everyone's eyes were red.
The fairies also shed tears. Just a moment ago, they were all ecstatic about the extra dishes. At first, Hu Ziyu found it hard to accept the sudden death, and was in so much pain that he could not help himself. But as time went on, he began to feel a little impatient.
"It's not your fault. This is all a conspiracy by the heavens. I won't blame you, and you shouldn't blame yourself either," he thought to himself. Just as Hu Ziyu was about to put away his PAD, Chu Tianqi lobbed another marriage proposal. Rejection, rejection, and, needless to say, rejection again. The back-and-forth between them had Hu Ziyu on the verge of rage, and Chu Tianqi on the verge of madness. Hu Zilin, who had cried through an entire pack of tissues, couldn't bear to watch any more and joined the group.
"Brother Chu, if my brother still refuses to get married, he must have his reasons. He probably doesn't want to tie you down. You're still young and have a lot to offer. He doesn't want you to waste your life on him."
"Great! He's worthy of being my little bastard." Hu Ziyu wanted to give his brother 120,000 likes. Ling Hong also took out his stylus and left a review of "Wenchang Temple Library Clerk Substitute - Hu Zilin" on the document delivery app. "This kid is good, deserves five stars. I'm willing to overlook the attempted armed assault and reward him with 100 merits. In comparison..." He wanted to downgrade the substitute for Shancai Tongzi. This person's virtue wasn't enough to be placed by Guanyin's side, but someone in the God of Wealth Temple might be interested in him.
The mortals on earth are still taking turns to comfort Chu Tianqi.
"Brother Hu is right. Seeing how miserable and persistent you are, Xiaoyu will never be able to leave peacefully." The club advisor, tears streaming down his face, soothed, "Letting you go will allow Xiaoyu to rest in peace. Of course, we all miss him, and of course we all hope the murderer receives the death penalty, but please don't torture yourself like this." The club member also advised, "Yes, yes... Let's call it a day, okay?" The founder's heartfelt emotion faded with time, and he wanted to leave. "Please accept my condolences. Keep in touch. Call me anytime if you need me." As he turned and prepared to leave the Rabbit God's Hall, Chu Tianqi suddenly growled from behind him. "No... I don't believe it. I'm going to fight until Xiaoyu agrees!" He then picked up the two divination blocks and slammed them to the ground.
Hu Ziyu was truly irritated at this point! "Linghong, help me send down a thunderbolt to knock this damn upstart unconscious!" Linghong was stunned. "You think I'm a thunder master? Wait, I have a better idea." With that, he lifted a palm flame and aimed it at the incense burner on the computer screen, where several incense sticks were burning. He threw it in with all his might.
Instantly, there was a crackling sound in front of the altar. Flames shot up into the sky, and the entire hall was ablaze, like a fiery hell.
"Angry? I've lived so long, and I've never been this angry..." the handsome uncle said, stunned. Everyone else was also stunned. As several senior brothers and sisters grabbed fire extinguishers and rushed to the Rabbit God's Hall, the flames gradually dimmed, returning to their normal burning state. "Xiao Yu, do you finally understand my feelings? For the past three years, I've been envious of you... No, I've been yearning for you, secretly in love with you..." Chu Tianqi remained huddled on the ground, like a thousand-pound stone, unable to move no matter how hard they tried.
"The gods are angry, stop asking!" The handsome uncle poked him on the back. "It's said that Master Tianbao pursued the Imperial Censor for over three hundred years without success. Your three years is nothing. What's more, you two are in love with each other, which is quite good..." Chu Tianqi refused to retreat.
"We love each other, but we're forever separated by Yin and Yang!" The handsome uncle shrugged. "Eternal separation is nothing compared to the tragic separation of gods and humans. In another seventy or eighty years, when you're both gone, there will be no more separation." Hu Zilin, unsure if he'd cried enough, was about to grab his second pack of tissues when he paused and asked, "Master, you just said 'the gods are angry.' What about my brother? Where's he? Isn't he angry?"
"I'm the acting hall master. The hall master sprained his waist while cleaning the altar a while ago and is recuperating now." The handsome uncle laughed dryly and replied: "The gods are... uh, He and your brother are angry, both of them are angry, hahaha!" Chu Tianqi bounced off the ground, and both Haishe and the consultant fell on his butt.
"You're talking nonsense! Xiaoyu has the best temper. How could he be angry, and angry at me at all!"
"I've never seen my brother angry before." Hu Zilin also said.
As the moon rose, Hu Ziyu slumped in his ergonomic office chair and sighed: "These two damn bastards simply don't understand me at all. Of course I have a temper, the only difference is whether I want to show it or not." Without worrying about how Chu Tianqi would take care of his own funeral, Hu Ziyu's intuition told him that this acting hall master might not be a simple person.
Before he could say anything, Linghong had already extracted the video and sent an email to the Human Resources Department requesting a thorough investigation.
Chu Tianqi wanted to stay and cast the divination blocks, but the advisors and others couldn't persuade him, so they had to let him go. Hu Zilin walked over and tugged at his arm. "Brother Chu, thank you for helping me this morning. But marriage is something you can't force, so you should think it over carefully... I, I have to go back to school. If I don't get into University A next year, my brother will be mad and will curse me in his dreams."
Dream! Oh, yes, there is this trick.
Hu Ziyu slapped his head, why didn't he think of it? But how to do it must consume a lot of magic power. Chu Tianqi just nodded to everyone and spoke on their behalf.
The founder, consultant, and daily reporter each handed Hu Zilin a business card. Hu Zilin thanked them one by one and tucked the cards into his jacket pocket. Ling Hong beckoned, summoning the four female fairies: Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter.
"You guys take turns and help me keep a close eye on the movements of Shancai Tongzi's replacement. Whenever he wants to do something, make sure to let Lord Rabbit and me know."
The four of them said yes and each called out their PAD. "I authorize the four of you to use the Guanfanjing app, and grant you one thousand mana points each, until the night of Lord Hu's seventh day."
The four of them responded again and checked the status bar to see if the call was received successfully. Hu Ziyu didn't want to continue accompanying her boyfriend's mischievous behavior, so he turned off the screen and Bluetooth speaker.
"Boss Hong, what should I do next?"
"Good question. Come with me later." Ling Hong called out the storage app and took out a large stack of colorful and white clothes.
In an instant, Hu Ziyu understood and his head started to hurt again.
Can you please stop changing clothes? I'm dizzy!
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