"In a nutshell, human hearts are evil, and so are the gods and immortals."
The same thing happened to Tesla. Due to the high level of human error, it also spun in the air for more than a dozen circles. When it stopped, it finally turned right.
Hu Ziyu's head was hit so hard that he felt dizzy. He didn't know whether he should call the Lingxiao Temple Traffic Department, the Chenghuang Temple Alarm Department, or the Shennong Temple Animal Protection Department to handle the matter.
Fortunately, he brought a few extra wedding candies.
Before leaving, Yuchan and the others hurriedly packed up a few cakes from the Taiyin Palace and put them all in the back compartment. However, they had just bumped into a magpie, so could it be the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl? He was going to intern at the Yue Lao Palace next week, so how could he have offended all the important people before even meeting their leaders and cadres?
Linghong still used her arm strength to push, but Hu Ziyu unlocked the door, picked up her skirt and jumped out, running straight towards the direction where the couple landed.
"I'm sorry! Are you two okay? There are cakes and candies from the Moon Palace that can heal the wounds on the souls..." The man was a young man, wearing a black crown and a gauze hat on his head. On his side hung a jade ornament carved in the shape of a red brush with the three words "Wenchang Palace" engraved on it.
"At first glance, this man's figure is somewhat similar to Ling Hong." Hu Ziyu thought to himself.
Fortunately, it’s not someone from Yue Lao Temple, so it’s not too bad. Wait... Wenchang Temple doesn’t seem to be in good shape either. The young man sat up straight, patted his sleeves and hem, and stood up on his own.
He not only rejected the right hand that Hu Ziyu extended to him, but also refused to accept the wedding candy from Yue Gong.
"I'm fine, just take care of her," the young man said. The young girl, whose flank was facing the ground, squirted farther, letting out a few delicate cries of pain.
Hu Ziyu handed a few candies to the girl and asked her to put them in her mouth. After a while, the girl was able to stand up slowly.
The girl was fine, so Hu Ziyu went back to look at the giant bull lying on its side. The black bull, with the "Wenchang Temple (Book) 03" sign around its neck, wasn't a humped ox suitable for riding; it was a common ploughing breed. However, it was as large as a bull elephant, its legs as thick as tree trunks, and carrying the saddle and galloping with the couple was effortless for it.
Hu Ziyu tore the vegetarian grass-scented mooncake into small pieces and stuffed them between Hei Niu's teeth. Hei Niu was puzzled, but after moving his tongue a few times, he felt very satisfied and mooed a few times.
Hu Ziyu was so proud that he thought of taking out some more mooncakes from the trunk, including the palm-sized Jade Rabbit mooncakes, and gave some to the girl and the young man as a backup.
When walking back, Ling Hong had already figured out a way to get out and was looking proudly at the young man with a frown on his face.
What is the situation now? Is the baseball team about to start playing? Hu Ziyu brushed past the two of them and walked towards the back box.
The taciturn and shy girl in red followed closely behind him.
"What kind of garish thing are you driving?" the young man asked first. His bass, with a hint of magnetism, was rich and powerful, a truly pleasant sound, perfect for lyrical rock.
"This is called the Tesla Model 3 Performance, how come it didn't pass?" It was Ling Hong who responded, naturally. When he pronounced the word "Tesla," he deliberately slowed down his pace, emphasizing his pronunciation and articulation. His voice was as pure as a clear stream in a deep valley, but his words were as sharp as an icy blade—this was his usual characteristic.
"I've never seen a Tesla that could turn upside down and hit the bull and its passengers at high speed," the young man said.
Ling Hong snorted. "That's because you're ignorant." Hu Ziyu opened the trunk and forcibly shoved a box of three pounding medicine mooncakes into the girl's pocket. Black Ox, now recovered from his injuries, gathered his master, provisions, and delicious snacks together and headed towards the group.
"Your old cow is back, you can leave now." Ling Hong said to the young man. After catching a glimpse of the girl from the corner of his eye, he hurriedly turned around and bowed.
"I am Master Linghong, visiting True Lord Zhuyi. I apologize for any offense I may have caused you just now. I hope you will forgive me." The girl nodded with an awkward but polite smile.
Hu Ziyu secretly checked his PAD. The Red-robed Emperor was one of the five auxiliary deities of Wenchang Temple, primarily responsible for discerning the merits of writing. Since the girl had just been promoted and was relatively inexperienced, she was given the title of "True Lord." The previous Emperor, weary of official duties, had taken over a hundred years of sabbatical leave, and the girl, from a family of scholars, was subsequently promoted.
He also recognized the face of the unfamiliar young man working in the Wenchang Temple's secretariat. This man was none other than Master Linghu, Linghong's junior fellow student at the Taoist temple, nearly ten years younger than him. He looked cooler and more mature than the portrait on the Tianren Pearl, his features sporting a more refined, time-honed edge.
"My Master may not bother to care about it, but I will report you to the Traffic Department of Lingxiao Palace for not wearing a seat belt and driving dangerously." Linghu said again.
"Oh, then I will also report you for illegally parking...parking the cattle." Ling Hong retorted.
Ling Hu curled his lips and refuted: "My old cow has its own will. It insisted on stopping in front of the tunnel. What can I do to it? Your monster can also have its own will and prefers to turn over."
Ling Hong crossed his arms and spoke as if it was a matter of course: "This thing is equipped with the magical instruments 'Teleporting Instrument' and 'Digging Drill', and it has a built-in automatic driving function, so of course it has its own will."
"You are making far-fetched arguments!"
"You are the one who is being unreasonable!"
"You must hurt each other!"
"Yeah, don't think I'm afraid of you, you damned little bastard!" The tone of their quarrel became increasingly low. The girl was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, wanting to stop the fight but not knowing where to interrupt.
Hu Ziyu checked the time. The ceremony would begin in less than two quarters of an hour. He estimated that by now, the ceremonial officers stationed outside Ziwei Palace would have already begun calling out names and ushering people to their seats.
"You two, let's take a break. The official banquet is more important!" Hu Ziyu used the hidden microphone on the PAD to increase the volume of his voice.
"Yes, don't make a noise for now, you will be late..." Although the girl agreed, her voice was often drowned out by the whistling sound of the mountains.
Linghong changed his arms from around his chest to his hips.
"What else do you want?" Ling Hu paced.
"Call the Lingxiao Palace Traffic Department to handle this!" This was bad. If they called the traffic accident handling team, they probably wouldn't be able to attend the official banquet. Hu Ziyu repeatedly considered whether to take Taiyin Xingjun's pumpkin instead, drive without a license himself, or throw a couple of mana balls at these two people to wake them up.
"Master Hu, this person!" Before the ball was even formed, Hu Ziyu was suddenly pulled to his side by Ling Hong. "You asked me before if anyone was sad when he passed away. Yes, this person was heartbroken and unable to control his emotions. He couldn't calm down for a long time and almost took his own life with a sword. It was..."
Ling Hongping raised his right arm and pointed directly at Ling Hu's handsome nose. Ling Hu coughed heavily, apparently agreeing.
"It seems like the two of you have a good relationship." Although surprised, Hu Ziyu didn't dwell on the details. The official banquet was more important. Ling Hong continued, "This guy has been clinging to me like a little dog since he was little. Whenever he had trouble with calligraphy, reading scriptures, or memorizing, he would come to me and cry. He was pitiful and lovable, so I gave him guidance from time to time. In the end, I actually cultivated some spiritual energy in him."
Ling Hu rolled his eyes and said, "You're still bringing up something that happened over three hundred years ago."
Hu Ziyu didn't bother to pay attention. After closing the trunk, he opened both sides of the front seat and leaned in to see if there was anything wrong with the engine system. The girl also walked over to the black bull, smoothed its fur, and straightened the dented cards.
Ling Hong continued, "Lord Tianbao saw that he was my classmate and wanted to extradite him to serve at Yutu Temple. But he couldn't stand the whispers of others. After hearing a few words like 'a match made in heaven, deep affection and affection. Close and intimate, the twin gems of Huanggang', he refused to come no matter what.
I was deeply afraid that from now on, I would never be able to shake off the unwarranted reputation of being a homosexual. Huanggang Mountain is the Taoist temple where the Shuangling brothers practiced during their lifetime.
Hu Ziyu thought that when his little bastard became an immortal someday, maybe the two of them would also have a title like "Double Heroes".
"Don't be ridiculous." Gao Linghong, a 1.5-foot-tall swan, looked down at Hu Ziyu and his servant with his nose. "I admired you when I was young. I am no longer the same person as you. Since we are both masters, there is no distinction between superior and inferior. Besides, if we must compete, Wenchang Hall is far superior to Taiyuan.
"This is also an undeniable fact in the Yin Temple." Hu Ziyu lamented his inferiority to the world's evaluation and the quality of the incense offerings. If he had the right to choose his position, his first choice would undoubtedly be the Shennong Temple, which practices both medicine and medicine. His second choice would be the Wenchang Temple, which governs knowledge. As for his third choice, anything would be fine; the City God Temple's Forensic Department would also be a good choice. In short, he wouldn't be so foolish as to choose a homosexual god of love.
Ling Hu walked away, straightened the tilted saddle, and re-tied it to the old ox's back. "As a talented person with great potential, you have degenerated into a remote corner, engaging in irrelevant activities and serving a cynical and inferior god. You are no longer worthy of my respect." By this point, Hu Ziyu had a rough idea of the relationship between the two men.
I've always deeply respected and loved you, but your actions perplex me, and your choices disappoint me. So, I have no choice but to leave you. In short, this Linghu must be a typical tsundere, closeted person.
"You look down on Lord Tianbao, but have you ever considered that the lives of the thirteen members of your Yin family and my Qin family were saved by him!" Ling Hong was angry, but time was running out and he couldn't lose his temper, so he had to endure it.
"Nonsense! The person who saved my father, brother, uncle and aunt was obviously the foreman of the Pharmacy Department of Shennong Temple! We have argued about this matter no less than a thousand times, so don't bring it up at this time!" After saying that, Linghu squatted down, let the Zhenjun girl step on his shoulders, and sat on the back seat of Hei Niu.
Then, he leaped upwards lightly and landed on the front seat with extremely fast and graceful movements.
As soon as the reins on the horns were pulled, the black bull took a few steps on the spot, raised its head and mooed, then took a quick step and ran into the tunnel so quickly that even a small dot could not be seen.
Linghong opened the car and took the driver's seat, this time buckling his seatbelt. Hu Ziyu quickly tucked himself into the passenger seat. The headlights flicked on, illuminating the pitch-black mountain road. The current speed was 150 km/h. Midway through the tunnel, Linghong suddenly broke the gloomy silence and said, "Do you remember how I mentioned that when Tianbao was first promoted, his merits and wealth were often taken away by others?"
Hu Ziyu responded softly with "hmm".
"The reasons are too complicated. I will list them to you in detail someday. In a nutshell, people's hearts are vicious, and so are the immortals and gods, especially in the temple that is the focus of everyone's attention. I sincerely hope that no matter whether the Jade Rabbit Temple prospers or declines in the future, you will never lose your current kindness and childlike heart." Hu Ziyu yearned for the Shennong Temple and listed it as his first choice for changing jobs. However, he didn't know that there was a dark secret that he could not have imagined. For a moment, he felt mixed emotions.
After a long pause, he simply replied, "I understand." Perhaps, the Jade Rabbit Temple, nestled in this remote region, is the most suitable place for a peaceful and prudent life. Linghong wondered if this was his way of thinking. Confined by his long-held aspirations, he had been confined to a temple where yin prevailed and yang declined. Now, with his savior gone, his reason for staying was gone. Since ancient times, birds have chosen their own trees, and the gods in heaven must follow suit. Perhaps, one day, Linghong would ascend to godhood and leave the vast and desolate Moon Palace.
Thinking of this, sadness and reluctance surged into Hu Ziyu's heart.
In an instant, a speck of white light appeared at the end of their sight. It gradually grew larger, eventually expanding into an exit wide enough for several divine vehicles to pass side by side. Exiting the Buzhou Cave, the bustling and magnificent streets of Xianjing suddenly appeared before their eyes.
A group of police motorcycles raced alongside the Tesla, half a dozen in total. The leading middle-aged man, dressed in a light military uniform, exuded a dignified and imposing presence. The second female rider, in uniform, wore a large top hat and minimal makeup, appearing beautiful without being gaudy. Each of the six riders bore a sign reading "City God's Temple (Night)."
"It's the Night Patrol, and it seems they are not here to issue tickets. We are broke and have no money to pay for speeding tickets." Ling Hong had slowed down unconsciously, but he felt much more relieved after seeing the ticket, and gradually accelerated from fifty to one hundred and fifty.
"That's good." Hu Ziyu rolled down the window and watched the team go away.
"By the way, that older sister is so pretty and handsome, she must be a former policewoman, right?"
"Yes, that person is the new night patrol assistant of the City God Temple Inspection Department, Ms. Liang Yanqi, who will appear after you in the order of appearance. However, I am a little surprised that you appreciate women." Ling Hong said.
Hu Ziyu closed the window and smiled faintly. "While I may not harbor any romantic feelings towards women, I can certainly appreciate them as living, breathing works of art. Especially those who are independent and as capable as men, they are particularly admirable."
"Oh, it seems that I don't quite understand gay psychology." Ling Hong also laughed.
"It's okay, I don't understand either. In fact, there are many gay men who hate women, but my friends and I don't belong to that category." Hu Ziyu said. While the two of them were chatting, they had already arrived at a grand building that shone with dazzling gold. It was made of layers of golden glazed tiles. Its splendor was a bit vicissitudes, and its brilliance was a bit exaggerated and extravagant.
Outside the great palace.
This is the official residence and administrative building of the Jade Emperor, Queen Mother, and many first-class royal relatives and nobles - the Lingxiao Palace, known as the White House of Heaven.
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