Because he had done business in Taiping County before, Zhang San was quite familiar with the roads in Taiping County. After asking Yuan Ergou to take Gu Xuanyan and his party to the county government office, Zhang San led Zhao Zhen to the City God Temple in the DC area.

Unlike the dilapidated land temple where the deity has died, the City God Temple in Taiping County appears much more magnificent. Especially after learning that it was because of the protection of the City God that the spread of the ghost plague was curbed, there has been an endless stream of people coming to burn incense in the past few days.

After crossing the Taiping Bridge across the canal, a popular City God Temple came into view.

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"Come, follow mother's movements. After you kowtow three times, you can put your hands together and make a wish. As long as you are sincere, the City God will surely bless you and make your wish come true."

After saying this, the noble lady dressed in silk and wearing gold hairpins bowed deeply. After putting her palms together, the whispered voice, along with her own wish power, gathered on the City God's true body.

"May the City God bless my husband to pass the imperial examination and keep our family safe and sound. On every first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, I will burn incense and offer sacrifices!"

Because they were close, the girl next to the lady could hear her mother's words clearly. According to her understanding from compulsory education, this might be the so-called wish.

In that case, the girl kowtowed three times respectfully and said very piously.

"May the City God be safe and healthy!"

With Zhang San's physique far superior to that of an ordinary person, he could naturally hear what the girl said. And seeing the slightly embarrassed expression on the lady's face, he was afraid that she had heard it too. But he didn't know if these words could wake up this idiot?

Zhang San naturally had no idea about this, because Zhao Zhen, who had just returned from buying incense, interrupted his observation in time.

"Sir, given your status, you shouldn't need to worship me!"

If it weren't for the previous incident at the land temple, Zhao Zhen naturally wouldn't understand the rules. But afterwards, the studious and inquisitive Zhao Zhen learned all the twists and turns from Uncle Fu. It was precisely because of this that Zhao Zhen became more determined to pursue novelties.

Regardless of whether it is powerful or not, just the four words "don't worship God when you see him" are enough to arouse the enthusiasm of this middle school boy.

"The civil officials came from the east, and the military officials came from the west. Now you don't need to bother me with writing. You have traveled to the south of the Yangtze River, and I know the hardships and frosts of the north of the Great Wall.

Pulling out hair to tie up the warhorse, tearing clothes to take out the thread to mend the flag. A million strong troops are approaching the city, why do you need a single poem from you!"

Zhang San did not explain much to Zhao Zhen's question. After burning incense, Zhang San did not express his wish. Instead, he recited a slightly cold frontier poem and then waited quietly.

Although Zhao Zhen didn't know Zhang San's deeper meaning, it didn't stop him from playing the supporting role.

"What a great poem! I never thought that you have such ambitions in your heart. After solving the ghost plague in Taiping County, I believe it won't be long before you can soar to the sky!"

On one hand, there was the helplessness when the incense ash burned out, and on the other hand, there was Zhao Zhen's forced support. For a moment, Zhang San didn't know what expression to show.

Fortunately, the incense sticks were not two short and one long. In this way, Zhang San felt a lot more at ease. But what made Zhang San feel strange was why the person inside was unwilling to come out to see him?

Did he leave because he was hurt? Or did he have something to hide?

After confirming the status of the City God Temple, Zhang San did not stay any longer. After showing a slightly regretful expression to the statue, he took Zhao Zhen and left the City God Temple.

Now he just hopes that everything will not develop in the worst direction!

Because of his heavy heart, Zhang San's steps on the bluestone slabs were a little messy. However, just as he stepped out of the City God Temple, Zhang San suddenly stopped and revealed an extremely frivolous expression.

If Zhao Zhen behind him hadn't been on edge, he might have thought he had seen it wrong.

"I didn't write that poem just now. It was a poem written by the person in it. I'm not worshipping a deity, but this sage!"

"Um?"

It seemed that Zhao Zhen was unable to react to Zhang San's change of thoughts, and at this moment he could only utter syllables with a hint of doubt.

Without waiting for him to realize the deeper meaning, Zhang San immediately changed the subject.

"The Collection of the Teachings of Zhong and Lü states that immortals are not all the same! Those who are pure yin without yang are ghosts; those who are pure yang without yin are immortals; those who are a mixture of yin and yang are humans.

Only humans can become ghosts and immortals. If a young man does not cultivate, he will indulge himself and become a ghost after falling sick and dying. If he cultivates with knowledge, he will transcend the ordinary and become a saint, and become an immortal after transcending the material world. There are five levels of immortals, and three levels of accomplishment. It is up to the person to cultivate, and the success depends on his ability.

"Sir, what do you mean by that? I'm a little bit..."

Because of his character flaws, Zhang San was too lazy to deal with the ways of the world, so he did not explain anything to Zhao Zhen, but instead spoke again.

“There are three kinds of attainment in the Dharma: small attainment, medium attainment, and great attainment.

There are five kinds of immortals: ghost immortals, human immortals, earth immortals, gods immortals, and heavenly immortals. All of them are immortals. Ghost immortals are inseparable from ghosts, human immortals are inseparable from humans, earth immortals are inseparable from the earth, gods immortals are inseparable from gods, and heavenly immortals are inseparable from heaven.

After being conferred by the Emperor of Man, the City God broke away from the practice school he followed in his previous life and instead followed the Shinto practice route, practicing with the help of the people's wishes. Generally speaking, the more prosperous the city, the higher the practice level of the local City God. If it is a City God who was previously conferred by the Heavenly Court, their ability to control the clouds and rain will also be stronger.

However, when the Human Emperor gained the power to confer titles, and when those accomplished civil and military officials became City Gods, their abilities were more than just controlling the clouds and rain.

The brave and combative Li Wenzhong, even in the all-star lineup of the founding period of the Jin Dynasty, is a well-known natural disaster-level general in the military. Even if the willpower body is not as useful as the physical body, it should not be reduced to the current state, right?"

"Sir, you mean..."

【Zhao Zhen: Oh my, what on earth is this person talking about? Why can I understand every word, but when they are put together, I can no longer understand them?】

Looking at Zhao Zhen's extremely deceptive baby face, Zhang San stopped making things difficult for him.

Sure enough, when it comes to analyzing the battle situation and integrating intelligence, only Gu Xuanyan can keep up with his pace. As for Zhao Zhen, it is better for him to just be a thug.

Thinking of this, Zhang San put away his slightly frivolous expression.

"Zhao Zhen, even though we have been together for a short time, I believe you still know me as a person. I will only ask you this once. Do you really have no attachment to the mundane world? Perhaps the world of aliens is not as glamorous as you think."

Although Zhao Zhen didn't understand much of what was said before, as a veteran soldier in the Wu Kai Guards, if he didn't understand what Zhang San said, he deserved to die on the battlefield.

Without even having time to think, Zhao Zhen fell to his knees with a plop and then shouted.

"From now on, I am willing to serve you at your service. Please help me!"

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