354 Please embark on the journey, Part Four
The interior hasn't changed much; it still has the same tables and chairs that were replaced before. Come in and sit down.
Yang Chenghuang took the tea from Bai Wuchang, or perhaps it should have been from General Bai, and gently placed it in the master's hands.
"Please have some tea, sir." He then quietly stepped aside.
'I am extremely grateful that you could come today, sir.'
I only learned of the great power of the Lord yesterday from some wishes made; just thinking about it fills me with immense excitement. It's such a pity I couldn't witness his majesty in person.
Yang Chenghuang's eyes were full of admiration, and a fleeting sense of disappointment at not being able to witness human affairs flashed by. It was good now, at least he could live for a long time.
"You're too kind, City God. We'll have to trouble you with this place."
"You're too kind, sir. Please feel free to give any instructions." Yang Chenghuang quietly recounted the recent changes.
With increased incense offerings, more subordinates can be recruited, resulting in a significant increase in manpower. The patrol area has also expanded.
After hesitating for a moment, he whispered, "My lord, the other day, a newly formed Yin ghost mentioned the words 'spirit stone mine' in just a few words."
This ghost was discovered in this area. It is unknown where it came from, but if the calculation is correct, it should be from this surrounding area.
Whether there really is a spirit stone mine is still uncertain; there has been no news in the past two days. Perhaps this person heard about such a mine from someone else.
Whether they discovered the spirit stone mine by chance or learned of it, they were subsequently silenced.
After a moment, Yang Chenghuang said truthfully, "If it's false, it would be a waste of manpower and resources, and would cause a lot of speculation and disputes. If it's true, Your Excellency should make plans as soon as possible."
He nodded slightly. 'This matter will be investigated further later.'
Time passed quickly, and the sounds outside were deafening: gongs and drums, musical instruments, and the incense burning even more fiercely, its smoke gently drifting into the hall's statues.
Magistrate Meng walked in front, followed by prominent families and people of high status in the city, then merchants, martial artists, and moderately wealthy families, and behind them were ordinary people dressed in various styles.
Clothing and attire are immediately noticeable.
Magistrate Meng, dressed in official robes, chanted a sacrificial text. His voice was melodious and rhythmic, and the audience was captivated by his devout and solemn chanting.
Some descendants of the Yang family couldn't help but shed tears, while others silently prayed for family peace and career success.
Four strong and powerful yamen runners slowly approached the old statue, kowtowed three times, bowed three times, then slowly surrounded the old golden statue, lifted it up, and moved it away.
I initially thought it would be incredibly heavy and difficult to move. After all, it's a very tall golden statue.
However, at this moment it felt as light as a feather, as if there was nothing inside. It was gently lifted out and placed aside.
The new, identical golden statue slowly approached. Four constables lifted it up, making it extremely heavy. After entering the main hall, the originally very heavy golden statue became less than half as light.
When it was placed on the new platform, it felt like lifting a hollow piece of wood.
Although the four were somewhat prepared, they were still utterly shocked. After placing it properly, they quickly knelt down and bowed three times.
A strange breeze gently came, carrying a warm and gentle feeling that soothed the soul. Everyone around felt a warm current flowing through their bodies, as if it were an illusion, yet also as if it were real.
The golden statue, which had been placed outside, seemed to be affected by the wind. With a gust of wind, it slowly dissipated into the air, leaving only dust on the ground. It was as if it had never existed.
The sudden scene left everyone utterly astonished. An inexplicable pressure emanated from the golden statue.
Everyone involuntarily took a step back. A current of air, centered on the City God Temple, began to spread outwards in all directions.
It extends to the entire county town and its surrounding area.
Yang Chenghuang, clad in golden armor, exuded majesty. With his spear in hand, he seemed capable of withstanding a full-force attack, feeling a surge of power throughout his body.
The soldiers around him looked on with immense respect, knowing that their general's strength had increased once again.
"Thank you, Your Excellency." Yang Chenghuang bowed again in gratitude.
"Congratulations, City God Yang! Now that your golden body is complete, even the most wicked spirits will dare not easily provoke this place in the future." A gentle congratulation.
Looking at the spear in the City God's hand, any words left behind are illusory; ultimately, it would be better to present a congratulatory gift.
With the gentleman's knife lightly in hand, a flash of light appeared in his gaze, like a thunderclap. The light was incredibly fast, carving a simple "one" into the bottom of the spear.
'I miss you, sir.' Sensing the changes in the spear, a powerful force was hidden within it. When he unleashed it, it would be an earth-shattering blow. This was a way for him to have a life-saving foundation.
Its power was immense; even a slight glance was enough to sense a deadly threat approaching, so I quickly retreated.
When I looked up, there was no one there. They came quietly and left quietly, without leaving a trace.
Holding his spear, Yang Chenghuang solemnly said, "Rest assured, my lord, I will certainly protect this place from now on, vanquish evil spirits and demons, and live up to your expectations."
Facing the vanished air before him, he solemnly bowed three times.
The subordinates behind him also followed the City God in bowing three times solemnly.
An invisible aura slowly formed above, as light as nothing, seemingly nonexistent, yet also like a wonder of the world, always able to prevent dust from easily getting in.
The first rays of dawn had just begun to spread across the land, the dewdrops were just being carried around by the sunlight, and the birds and insects in the trees had already begun to come out to forage for food.
In Wanzhou, a sweet osmanthus blossom gently falls. Two young girls are collecting some of the blossoms beneath the tree. The faint fragrance wafts from somewhere, whether from a person or the osmanthus tree.
"Sister Cui, the Master hasn't come for a while. Yesterday I heard that he slew the demon tiger. That demon tiger was huge! It was taller than our house! It was terrifying."
Xiao Cui was dressed as a maid, her waist tightly bound, making her look exquisite and shapely.
"Yes, sir, you are truly remarkable. You must be busy these days, but you will come when you have some free time."
"Li'er, don't worry, the master will come. Let's collect more osmanthus flowers and make some osmanthus cakes and rice wine. When the master arrives, we'll invite him to try them."
His words carried a hint of uncertainty, but also a deep sense of anticipation.
As they were talking, a graceful figure appeared in the courtyard. He was tall and elegant, dressed in white with flowing robes, like a pine tree in the mountains, exuding a free and unrestrained spirit.
Xiao Cui looked up casually, gazing expectantly at the sky.
Upon seeing the newcomer, whose face was ruggedly handsome, with eyes sparkling with wisdom, mysterious yet serene, it was none other than the person he dared not forget and longed for.
Her wide-open cherry-like mouth could fit an egg.
He tensed up and said, "My lord, the lord is here. I'll go inform the madam." He then turned to run inside.
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