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Volume 1 The Great Road is Like the Blue Sky Chapter 57 Talking about Ghosts and Gods (Part 2)

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    "What dream?"

    The story of Abbot Yuantong is so attractive that even the old monks who remained calm couldn't help but ask questions.

    "He did not record the details. He just said that in his dream, he felt that he had come to another world, but that world was not real. There were people flying and escaping everywhere, and there was an extremely tall tree. He slept well at night  It was very fragrant, but when he woke up the next day, he found that the sacred wooden cup was missing. He searched for it in many ways, but never found it.

    The great opportunity passed by, leaving him disheartened. Later, due to some events, he joined Buddhism and recorded the incident.  It's a coincidence that the place where he became a monk was Lingyin Temple. As time went by, this notebook was discovered by Lao Monk.

    At the end of his notes, he drew what the sacred wooden cup and the jade purifying bottle looked like.  "

    Yuantong dipped his fingers in a little water and drew the shape of a jade purifying bottle on the table.  Anyone who often goes to the Dragon Girl Hall will recognize it clearly.  The water bottle held by the Water Goddess Dragon Girl in both hands is the Jade Pure Bottle that that person calls it.

    "When that person lost the sacred wooden cup, it was when the legend of the Pox Goddess began. Before that, there were many explanations for the Pox God, but since then, there was only the Pox Goddess. The old man even suspected that that night, the Pox Goddess had stolen  The ones he held the Shenmu Cup were those women. Since the Shenmu Cup could make him dream, he might be able to entrust his dreams to those women and let them take away the Shenmu Cup while he was sleeping. That was when the organization of the Goddess of Pox began.  formed."

    "However, there is no sacred wooden cup decoration on the statue of the Pox Goddess."

    "In the Temple of the God of Pox thousands of years ago, there was something like a cup hanging on the waist of the Goddess of Pox. However, seven hundred years ago, when the world was in chaos, the statue of the God of Pox was changed. The wooden cup  It disappeared, but no one noticed it.¡±

    Abbot Yuantong turned out the ancient classics and pointed to the patterns on them, and it turned out to be true.

    "What do you mean by the abbot, the Pox Temple under the Pox Goddess Empress also has a strict organization?"

    Shen Yue thought about it and felt a little confused.

    "Compared with the strict organization of the Dragon Girl Temple, the Temple of the Poison Goddess is very simple.  There are temples of the Pox Goddess in various places, and the incense is constant. Although the statues of the gods are the same, there is no unified organization.  Moreover, the Pox Goddess is not very effective. Many people say that whether you can survive smallpox depends on your fate first and then on the favor of the Pox Goddess.

    "It's very strange, but if you think about it from another direction, no matter whether the Pox Goddess is efficacious or not, there are still people who believe in her or worship her. So, why does she want to make the organization the same as the Dragon Girl Palace? In other words,  Only those who join her organization can get the favor of the Pox Goddess? Others just depend on the mood of the Pox Goddess."

    Cheng Xin suddenly interrupted, and both Shen Yue and Abbot Yuantong were stunned by his words.

    "Just like Lingyin Temple, worshiping Buddha may not be effective, but many people will come to seek peace of mind."

    Almost at the same time, Shen Yue, Cheng Xin and Yuantong suddenly thought of a word, fear.

    Fear is also a kind of belief. As long as there is no cowpox, the Pox Goddess does not have to worry about the source of her belief.  People who are afraid of smallpox will only crawl in front of the Pox Goddess and seek its help in the face of disaster.

    "Abbott, so you suspect that the tragedy in Haizhou City was planned by the Pox Goddess?"

    "Yes, and only in this way can we explain why there is no trace at all."

    "Abbott, if the Pox Goddess is so powerful, why would she kill ordinary people first, or in other words, every family instead of raining down a thunderbolt to kill Shen Yue or the Kong family?"

    Chengxin said with a smile, it was just a joke and there was no malice.

    "Yes, that's why I'm very strange. I'm afraid that my guess is wrong. After all, if there is a Pox Goddess, the first person she will kill is Shen Yue or the Kong family."

    "So, the abbot caught me here to find the answer. Unfortunately, I really don't know."

    Shen Yue spread his hands. Abbot Yuantong's story made his hair stand on end.  If there really was a Pox Goddess, Shen Yue, who invented smallpox, would have been captured and cut into pieces long ago.

    "Mr. Shen, when you discovered smallpox, did you ever think that the Pox Goddess would appear to harm you?"

    "Yes, I have thought about it."

    After thinking for a moment, Shen Yue stood up.

    "Three years ago, a house near my home caught fire. The mad hostess burned herself to death. Her two children died of smallpox. No matter how they prayed to gods, prayed to Buddha, and made offerings to the goddess of acne, they could not be saved.  The lives of those two children.

    Because they are not far away, the two children often see each other.  They are all good kids??So does the hostess.

    The hostess once took in a little girl who had acne. Her face and hands were pockmarked, and she looked ugly and scary.  People outside dislike her, but the hostess does not, and neither do the two children, who play with her.

    Even if the two children later contracted smallpox, the hostess and the two children did not blame the girl, but just gave her some silver and asked her to stay elsewhere.

    The girl did not leave. She just quietly visited the house every day, and then went to the Temple of the God of Pox to pray. Her head was broken, and she fainted several times in the Temple of the God of Pox.

    But the Goddess of Pox did not show mercy and rescued the two children. From then on, the hostess never saw any guests again, including everyone.

    I remember the situation that day very clearly. The pockmarked girl knocked on the door like crazy and said that the hostess wanted to have sex and asked us to help.  But when we broke open the door and rushed in, the fire was already raging.  "

    During the fire, the hostess lay motionless on top of the coffins of the two children.  The pockmarked girl and Shen Yue were held tightly by Shen Shentong, and all three of them burst into tears.

    "Dead, all dead, two such nice little children, plump and smiling, would call him uncle when they saw him, beg him to hug and play with him.

    Such a good hostess, she almost became Shen Shentong¡¯s successor!

    When Shen Yue spoke, his eyes were full of anger, "How desperate is it for a person to burn himself to death? Damn the Goddess of Acne, I'm not afraid!"

    Yes, fuck the acne goddess, Shen Yue didn¡¯t care at all at that time.

    "Amitabha, Amitabha."

    Abbot Yuantong called the Buddha's name several times, and then asked Shen Yue, "That girl, what happened to her in the end?"

    "she¡­¡­"

    Shen Yue felt a sadness in her heart, "Dad and I wanted to take her in, but she didn't want to. After burying the hostess's family, no one saw her again."

    "Amitabha, Amitabha."

    Abbot Yuantong sighed and said to Shen Yue, "Master Shen, now that the Pox Goddess has reappeared in the world, for the sake of justice in the world, are you willing to do a favor to this temple and find relevant clues together, then everyone in the world will know  Praise Mr. Shen, and those who died in the fire will rest in peace."

    ¡°Help your mother!¡±

    Abbot Yuantong was stunned by Shen Yue's sudden curse.

    ¡°When I created smallpox, you didn¡¯t help. When I was wronged, you didn¡¯t help. When my father came to ask for help, you came to blackmail me. Now that things are about to happen, you asked me to help!

    Do you know why I would rather die than reconcile with the Kong family?  I just can¡¯t get rid of the anger in my heart!

    You are worse than beasts. If the little girl is rescued, at least you know the reward. You only see yourselves!  "

    When she thought of the fire, Shen Yue was filled with anger.  Abbot Yuantong mentioned helping, and even bumped into his muzzle.

    You ask for help out of righteousness and family affection, but why don¡¯t you think about what you have done?

    Ordinary people think about how to cure diseases and save people, while bastards think about how to monopolize profits.

    "Mr. Shen."

    Abbot Yuantong's face suddenly turned red, but he took a long breath, silently recited the Buddha's name, and returned to his original state.

    "It was the poor monk's fault in the past. Mr. Shen scolded me well, so the poor monk will not care. It's just that time is tight, Mr. Shen. I will come over in the evening and explain it to you."

    Seeing Shen Yue¡¯s excited expression, Abbot Yuantong said a few words and then left.

    Cheng Xin and others also looked at Shen Yue silently and began to meditate.
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