The story continues
Although the truth about Hu Tianbao abandoning his post and absconding has become an unspoken secret among those who visited Yue Xin tonight, Taiyin Xingjun still issued an order/request to keep silent.
The night is long, and the dawn has not yet appeared in the east. Before everything becomes clear, we must keep our troops in place to avoid alerting the enemy and causing endless trouble.
When the group returned to the surface of the moon, the Twelve Golden Hairpins, the female fairies of the Taiyin Palace, and the important personnel of the Engineering Department of the Golden Toad Institute lined up to welcome them, shouting "Talents are immortal and brave enough to overcome heavenly calamities. Taiyin Temple, blessings are as great as the sky." The scene was so grand that it was much more spectacular than the day when Hu Ziyu first landed on the Moon Palace.
"I knew that you all would be safe." Pulao was concerned about his father and brothers, and performed the spell of words over and over again.
In addition to being a hint of "self-fulfilling prophecy", the word spirit is also a prayer ritual for blessing and warding off evil.
Although there are many things to review, hold meetings, and release news, everyone is tired. Hu Ziyu still has to rush to Yue Lao Temple for internship early tomorrow morning.
After giving a few simple instructions to his direct subordinates, Taiyin Xingjun ordered everyone to retreat and rest early.
The Immortal took the alchemy furnace fragments handed over by Ling Hong, turned it over, looked at it, touched and knocked it repeatedly, trying to understand the elements that made it up and the smelting and casting methods used by the predecessors. Fudo Mingyan gave it to Hu Ziyu as a commemoration of his return from the catastrophe.
"Damn old man! So you were hiding here. It was so hard for me to find you!" Ten miles away, the marshal's pair of fiery eyes saw where the real person was, and he quickly came over on a pair of burning fire wheels.
Everyone was fine except Chao, who had a white bandage on his right arm. He immediately switched to a different tone of voice: "How come you are the only one injured in the whole place? How weak can you be..." Chao was burning with rage. If the man's master hadn't been there, he would have smashed the copy Qiankun Circle on the man's head.
Hu Ziyu was both surprised and delighted, and asked hesitantly: "Excuse me...is this the famous Taiyi Zhenren?" Even Linghong looked overjoyed and incredulous.
"Yes, I come from the Jinguan Cave in Qianyuan Mountain, and my divine name is Taiyi. After returning from the conquest of King Zhou, I couldn't find anything fun and was extremely bored. It happened that the Moon Palace was recruiting staff for the Development Department, so I transformed myself into a small fairy and sneaked in." As for the fact that his identity was later revealed and he was promoted by the Moon Star Lord to be the head of the Development Department and the general manager of the mine workshop, as well as the anchor of the Moon News, etc., that is another story.
Although his appearance was slightly different from when he was usually active on Qianyuan Mountain, Ao Guang and Chao were still able to recognize him at a glance. However, both father and son assumed that Hu Ziyu and his servant had already known about it, so they did not introduce him in detail.
When the Dragon King and his son and the Immortal Master and his apprentice were about to say goodbye, Zhu Huaizi arrived late with more than ten immortals from the Wenchang Palace.
"Too slow!" Ling Hong was furious. If it weren't for Ling Hu's face, he and Hu Ziyu would have completely forgotten that their star god had once called on the female fairy to request support from Wenchang Palace.
"I'm very sorry, but reporting, running documents, finding talents, etc. are really time-consuming!" The speaker was Zhu Huaizi. Although the duties had not been handed over, the authority and resources at hand were not sufficient, and he was not familiar with the administrative procedures, he still tried his best.
"Brother Ziyu, Mr. Linghong, Lord Xingjun, I'm so glad that everyone is okay..."
In addition to expressing his gratitude repeatedly, Hu Ziyu also praised Zhu Huaizi's rapid progress and excellent performance in the past two days.
"By the way, how did you solve the problem?" Ling Hu asked.
The story of the Rabbit God's clever solution to a millennium-old puzzle had been widely reported five minutes earlier via a news bulletin, broadcast across the pads of the Three Realms' immortals. However, the reporters had yet to grasp the details of the solution, only vague clues from the floating brick image uploaded by the female immortal Chen Gui.
Out of respect for Zhu Huaizi, Ling Hong had no intention of arguing with his junior brother and simply replied, "It's just that this guy is cheating, and with the help of the real person, he can solve the soy milk magnetic field and the pig's trotter coordinate system like a three-year-old's enlightenment exercises in front of him. He can solve it in the blink of an eye."
"It's the plasma magnetic field and the Cartesian coordinate system!" Although extremely tired, Hu Ziyu believed that academic matters needed to be corrected in a timely manner.
"Who told you to cheat or snap your fingers? I've been thinking about it for at least ten minutes!" Taiyi Zhenren, who was about to leave on his apprentice's steamboat, shook his head vigorously at the crowd and shouted, "That's not true. I was just giving you the stone. The Rabbit God solved the problem himself."
Master Hu Ziyu Taiyi climbed onto his disciple's shoulders with both hands and clamped his legs around his waist. It seemed that the Marshal's previous words of "Come up" really meant the koala-like carrying method.
Ling Hu and his accompanying immortals borrowed surveillance footage from the Moon Palace celestial being, showing the entrance to the treasure vault. The floating bricks constantly shifted, appeared, vanished, overlapped, and merged. Besides being dazzling, they were also completely bewildered. "It seems our think tank and big data network are both over," one immortal said.
"It's time to mention more modern scientists and mathematicians," said another.
Hu Ziyu felt both amused and confused. This question was clearly written by a Moon Palace engineer in the early days of the Creation. Why did it require the wisdom of the 21st century to solve it? It must be that everyone was used to delving into difficult angles.
Just like how the pyramids were built, since there is no record left in ancient documents, modern people are puzzled.
Maybe the answer is extremely simple and there is no need to think in a difficult direction at all.
Ling Hu, feeling inferior, bowed down willingly. "A hundred years from now, Wenchang Hall will welcome you." After a long pause, he bowed to Hu Ziyu as a token of respect. Ling Hong stepped forward, pulled his master aside, and cracked the knuckles of his fingers.
"Are you here to poach people, dig up news, or to pick a fight?" "If it weren't for my Master's request, I really wouldn't have thought of your face." Ling Hu turned his head away, pretending to be reluctant.
"You're really itching for trouble..." Ling Hong reached into his sleeve, trying to find something suitable to hit the other person's head with, but he could only pull out a Yuan-breaking dagger.
"This won't do!" Fighting aside, hatred aside, Ling Hong didn't want to use his real killing move against his junior brother whom he had loved and cared for during his lifetime.
Seeing that the two Huanggang heroes were about to fight again, Zhu Huaizi hurriedly fled, while also seeking help and searching for lobbyists who could help to mediate.
Hu Ziyu hurried to the middle of the two of them, holding the PAD in his hand, with the Marriage Book APP and the multi-function stylus ready to go.
"Wait a minute! I remembered something important. Aren't you two going to be confined to the house for a month starting from midnight on the day of the official banquet?" Hearing this, the Shuangling brothers hesitated for a moment, but their focus was not on the confinement order issued by the Queen Mother, but on the PAD in Hu Ziyu's arms.
"In an emergency, there are provisos!" Ling Hu pretended to strike his brother in the face with a palm, and the heavy force landed on some osmanthus branches lying on the floor of the front hall, creating a romantic and beautiful osmanthus golden rain in the room.
"It's because we won't be able to fight for a whole month, so we have to fight as much as we can now to avoid getting itchy hands in the future." Ling Hong originally wanted to blast out a ball of magic power with a diameter of one meter, but unfortunately, the battle with Ya Zi cost too much, and the magic power gap has not yet been filled.
Secondly, the front courtyard of Guanghan Palace is still in ruins and repairing it would be time-consuming and labor-intensive, so it would not be appropriate to increase the loss of building materials and hardware equipment at this time.
Ling Hu naturally sensed this, and not only were his moves weak and feeble, but his speed was also slightly slower than usual.
"Boss Hong, instead of wasting your energy, you might as well think about how to get me to Yue Lao Palace tomorrow morning." Hu Ziyu crossed his arms, intending to wait another hundred seconds. If this pair of funny guys didn't stop, he would use the old trick of "tying the knot".
Ling Hong thought to himself: "That's true!" Whether in heaven or on earth, Hu Ziyu, who had just reached adulthood, had not obtained a driver's license, so it was naturally impossible for him to drive that luxurious and luxurious million-dollar Tesla.
However, if they ask the fairies of Taiyin Palace or the security officers to pick them up, it would be embarrassing for Yutu Temple.
Zhu Huaizi said, "I take turns studying at the other four Five Wenchangs' halls, so it's not a big deal. But Brother Ziyu, if you want to go to Yue Lao Temple, you have to drive or use a magical tool to travel through the empty road out of Mingyue Pass. It would be very inconvenient if there's no one to pick you up."
Ling Hong raised his hand above his head, signaling a truce, and Ling Hu nodded in agreement.
"In fact, we can use teleportation spell, but the supervision station has closed, so there is no time to apply. Besides, this guy is not proficient in magic, so it is difficult for him to move himself from the office to the bedroom at the moment." Ling Hong said.
Ao Botong inquired about the progress of the dragon boat's repairs from Pulao. Upon learning that the boat had been restored to its original state, he was overjoyed and, not wanting to waste time consulting his father and brother, quickly said, "I'm an old friend who has returned. I don't need to practice. You can come every day at Chen time and take Ziyu there in the dragon boat, and then take him back to the temple at Xu time!" The Marshal of the Central Altar curled his lips and shrugged, grumbling repeatedly, "There's only one passenger. Why are you sailing a dragon boat? It's such a ostentatious waste of mana and energy. I'll lend you my steamboat. It's energy-efficient, hassle-free, and quick to use. It can go from 0 to 150 km/h in just four seconds. I guarantee it will wow everyone in Yue Lao Temple. They'll all bow down to me, be in awe, and look up to me!"
He had only said half of the sentence when Chao glared at him more than once.
He is not a suitor, so why does this guy want to snatch the old Wucai from the Ao family? He really deserves a beating.
Pei opened his folding fan and was about to say, "I'm busy and can't give you a ride." After a moment, he said, "I'm sorry I won't be able to accompany you these past two days, but if you can spare some time on the weekend, Lord Rabbit God, you can choose a day to ride with me."
Ao Botong, who had already deleted Pei's name from his list of love rivals, had to hang up in a hurry at this time.
"Ke Pei, just now when we were underground, you clearly said that you were not in love with Ziyu, why..." Pei pursed his lips and showed a smile full of provocation and declaration of war.
"We're just riding together, so why should the Palace Master be so anxious? Perhaps, when I said that, I was already somewhat shaken."
Hu Ziyu just wanted to go upstairs to take a shower and go to bed as soon as possible. He was really tired of seeing everyone fighting and arguing. When he was about to call for a stop, a shocking sound came from the PAD in his arms.
"Bunny ahhhhhhhh!" The video message sent by Wan Taian jumped out of the PAD frame by itself and was projected onto the ivory white wall in the hall.
"What are you arguing about? What the hell—" Ling Hong cursed loudly, Ao Botong spat, "Stupid stupid tiger", Pei frowned, and the immortals stopped what they were doing one by one and looked at the projection screen.
"Rabbit, good news! Good news!" Wan Taian danced in front of the screen, appearing extremely excited and happy.
"Everyone at the Land Administration Hall and Fude Palace supports my pursuit of Tutu. They're willing to let me go for an hour every day to pick her up from school at Yutu Temple!"
"What!" Hu Ziyu wasn't the only one to scream. Some of the Twelve Golden Hairpins also cried out loudly. Pei smacked his lips, while Ao Botong held his forehead and cried out in pain. Taiyin Xingjun chuckled softly, moved with lotus steps, and came over, parting flowers and brushing willows.
Shortly after returning, she immediately went online to recruit a dedicated driver for Tuer Shen during her internship. There was no base salary or benefits, and the driver had to provide his own transportation and fuel.
Despite this, within a short while, the registration text messages came pouring in like bonito riding the Kuroshio Current through the East China Sea.
"I have decided. Firstly, to avoid disappointing other suitors, and secondly, to protect your safety, I will assign a man with superb martial arts skills, talent, and good looks to accompany you every day until the choice of your husband is decided!"
"What the hell? I don't want it!" Hu Ziyu felt like he was struck by lightning, holding his head and wailing.
Upon hearing the news, Ao Botong, Pei, and Wan Taian on the screen all looked uglier and darker.
"Wait...Xingjun, this is absolutely not allowed!"
"Yes, Star Lord! If there is a spy for Aijia among them, the consequences will be disastrous!" The applicants raised objections one after another, but Taiyin Star Lord would not allow others to say anything, and said: "I will take a look... Let the Lord of Suanni come over on Monday, and give it to Lord Hu on Tuesday. On Wednesday, it will be Langhua, the newcomer of the Temple of the God of War, and on Thursday, it will be Bai Yuzhan from the Temple of the City God. On Friday, Pei Ke, and on Saturday..." In the end, even Ao Guang could not bear to listen anymore, and repeatedly requested: "Star Lord, please consider that I have known you for many years and show favor to my untalented youngest son this time..." Taiyin Star Lord pouted his red lips and looked angry.
"No way! In the Lord's era, everyone has a share. This approach is in line with justice!" With a haggard mind, Hu Ziyu felt weak all over and had no strength to rally. He completely couldn't muster any energy to retort or refute.
Rumor has it that the previous Rabbit God was unbridled in his lust, seducing both young and old, earning him a terrible reputation. Later, the new Rabbit God, known for his allure of virtue, debauchery, and countless favors, will likely become a story of the past.
We are far apart from each other. At first glance, the clouds seem to be dispersing, but in fact, waves are secretly rising, waiting for the next wave to rise.
Yuan Tianqi and Hu Jiabao had been chatting for nearly an hour, covering everything from medieval miracles to collective hallucinations, the love between gods and ghosts and between gods and demons in myths and legends, religious promotion and marketing methods, and the funds needed to build temples.
If a new religious belief is compared to scattered dandelion fluff, the Moon Palace's move is tantamount to releasing a large number of seeds into the human world, and social media and public opinion news are like the speed of the times.
Whether the seeds will fall to the ground, take root, spread and grow, or turn into spring mud and disappear, depends not only on the times and opportunities, but also on commercial promotion and a steady flow of funds.
"If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have spent so much money on the farewell concert..." Yuan Tianqi bit his right thumb, falling into a state of regret and helplessness.
To build a temple for his deceased lover, his ideal scenario would be to buy a 100-ping piece of land in the suburbs, build a three-story building, and use the latest construction methods and strong, earthquake-resistant steel-reinforced concrete.
The main deity is Hu Ziyu, the contemporary Rabbit God, as well as the previous generation's Uncle Hu Tianbao and the Moon Palace's master, Taiyin Xingjun. In addition, the most popular Mazu, Guanyin, and the God of Wealth in Taiwan are also enshrined, and the Yue Lao Xingjun and Zhusheng Niangniang, who are in charge of the marriage between men and women, are also taken care of.
As for the auxiliary gods, there are Fude Zhengshen, Hu Ye, Baosheng Dadi (because Ziyu majored in medicine) and Zhongtan Yuanshuai, etc.
In this case, the budget for the construction, carved beams, painted walls and divine decorations alone should be at least 150 million, not including the personnel, operation and maintenance costs after completion.
"What a pity, this bull market has come to an end. From now on, the stock and futures markets will no longer be a good target for making quick money. What should I do with Zi Yu's temple..." Yuan Tianqi already had a blueprint for the temple in his mind, but he had not yet decided on the details such as the temple name, sponsors, employees, cross-industry cooperation, peripheral products, official website, etc.
The funds he currently has are only one tenth of the total budget, and fundraising, seeking donations or sponsorships are extremely time-consuming. By the time he reaches the target, he may be a gray-haired, dying old man.
"We don't need to be exquisite and gorgeous. A small scale is fine. Or, we can rent an indoor space like Weimingtang, which is small but full of warmth and human touch. You can consider cooperating with Weimingtang. I will talk to the hall master." No matter how much he talked and persuaded, Hu Jiabao knew that once the young man had made up his mind, he would not change it easily.
"Thank you, Brother Bao. After talking with you, I feel much better. Right now, nothing is more important than ensuring Ziyu's happiness and well-being in the God Realm..." Before leaving, Yuan Tianqi bowed deeply and forcibly pressed the expensive fruit gift box, which Hu Tianbao had repeatedly refused, back into his arms. Hu Jiabao had no choice but to thank him and put the fruit gift box into the refrigerator in the Weiming Hall dining room.
This young man probably doesn't know that tonight might be the last time they meet.
In addition, a carefree life is probably still an unattainable dream for the Rabbit God who is in power today.
Hu Jiabao reached into his jeans pocket and pulled out a crumpled piece of colored paper. It held a ticket for the face-to-face meeting for "Magic Echo 7," the inaugural show in Taiwan, to be held at Red House Plaza mid-next month. He sincerely hoped the event wouldn't be postponed or canceled again due to the pandemic. He no longer had the divine power to spare, and besides, that was the business of the Shennong Temple.
If one tries to govern a country that is not his/her responsibility, the outcome will often be extremely miserable. He knows this better than any god.
While his thoughts were wandering, Hu Jiabao opened the medicine bottle and swallowed the last tablet of the targeted drug "Larotrectinib".
If it weren't for the possession of gods, it would be impossible for terminally ill cancer patients to escape from the hospice ward and become active in the arena of obscure beliefs.
Hu Jiabao was born into a remote branch of the Hu family in Zhushan. When he was young, he was accidentally outed by his classmates and teachers, and was expelled from the family and disappeared.
Today, more than ten years later, the immortal from outside the domain has been reborn in another's body. It is natural that Hu Jiafeng and the younger generations of the Hu family do not know each other.
"Ya Zi, I believe you will be able to find me soon if I keep fooling around like this. Even if you don't come to kill me, I... and this body will soon be broken, so I have to seize the time to do what I want to do and think about the people." After saying this, Hu Jiabao... no, Hu Tianbao, who was in the human body, carefully refolded the ticket and put it in the left breast pocket of his pink polo shirt.
This is where the heart is.
Just like the second button on the school uniform, it represents a pure and beautiful admiration, yearning and earnest expectation for true love.
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