The sound waves from the depths of Lin Yao Village were connected to the green Xiao Xiao in Song Shuhang's hand.
"Zizi..." A murmur came from the green Xiaoxiao, followed by a low voice: "Hello!"
Is this the voice of Zhenjun Bai? It sounds very clear, the call function of the Qianli Sound Transmission Instrument is no worse than that of a mobile phone.
"Hello, Senior Bai Zhenjun, I'm Song Shuhang. I was entrusted by the True Monarch Yellow Mountain to come to pick up the senior. Where are you now, senior?" Song Shuhang asked the green Xiaoxiao.
I'm looking forward to seeing the place where a 'Senior True Monarch' has been in retreat for more than a hundred years!
At that time, you will be able to see what the seniors' retreat will look like, and how shocking the 'hundreds of layers of defense formation' that can block even nuclear weapons will be!
He imagined a picture similar to 'Wonderland' in his mind, and above his head were layers of defensive formations like magic circles in movies.
It must be very atmospheric!
"Zizi... Hello, this is the retreat of 'Abai'. There are 0 days, 11 hours and 8 minutes until the end of the retreat. Please be patient!" The soft voice continued to come from the green Xiaoxiao, and then, when reporting the time When it comes to numbers, the tone will be a little stiff.
Song Shuhang immediately remembered the system voice prompt of Huaxia Mobile every time he checked the phone bill.
"..." Song Shuhang paused for a while, then looked at Jingcroton Doudou: "Isn't it True Monarch Bai?"
The sound coming from the green Xiaoxiao is also something like a voice prompt
"Of course it's not Zhenjun Bai. He's still in seclusion. Have you ever seen a monk in seclusion come out to chat? That's not seclusion, but ordinary seclusion." Jingcro Doudou said disdainfully.
I was actually despised by this Beijing Ba again.
Song Shuhang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and explained, "I haven't been in a deadlock yet, and I haven't heard from the seniors in the group about what a deadlock would be like. Besides, didn't the True Monarch of Huangshan always say that 'True Monarch Bai' has already contacted him? I thought that Bai Zhenjun, who was in retreat, could occasionally move around and contact Huangshan Zhenjun."
Now it seems that Zhenjun Bai has set the 'voice prompt' early, and when the retreat time is about to end, he will automatically contact Zhenjun Huangshan through the green Xiaoxiao.
It turns out that functions such as voice prompts and alarm clock reminders on modern mobile phones have been played by monks and seniors as early as hundreds of years ago.
"There are still about 11 hours, we can't wait here, find a place to sit first?" Song Shuhang sighed and said.
"Okay, okay! Find an Internet cafe! It's been enough time for my wife and I to do several dungeons." Doudou became excited.
"Don't make trouble, it's too conspicuous if you play games in an Internet cafe." Song Shuhang denied it.
Doudou said with contempt: "Stupid, won't you open a single private box?"
I was despised by this Beijing Ba again!
"Well, what you said makes sense. I'll open a small box for you!" Song Shuhang touched his pocket, brought out his wallet and his ID card.
When Doudou heard the words, Jingcro immediately flattered: "Little friend Shuhang, you are great, you are really a good person!"
It’s okay to be issued a good person card, but what is it to be issued a good person card by a dog
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Linyao Village is a prosperous village. Because it is relatively close to the city center, there is a lot of traffic.
Song Shuhang successfully found a good Internet cafe.
With the widespread popularity of private computers, the biological depression of Internet cafes has declined a lot. However, the floating population of Linyao Village is very large, and the number of people who come to Internet cafes to surf the Internet is still quite large.
"Excuse me, is there a single small box?" Song Shuhang asked.
After checking the computer, the cashier girl in the Internet cafe replied, "Hello, there are still vacancies in the small box!"
"Then give me one, how much does it cost?" Song Shuhang asked.
"Twenty dollars an hour."
Song Shuhang handed over his ID card and two hundred yuan: "Let's pack for ten hours first."
After the registration was completed, Song Shuhang took Jingcro Doudou to the box under the guidance of the network administrator.
At this time, Song Shuhang heard the young girl who received the money behind him chatting with a colleague: "Xiao Li, have you heard? The statue of the nameless immortal in the Wuming Temple has become more and more lifelike recently. Listen to people. Said, now when I see the statue of Wuming Xianjun, I feel like it is about to come alive."
"Have you heard about it? I have even more exciting news here. I heard from my mother that there is a girl next door to me. Since I went to the Wuming Temple a few days ago, I don't want to eat or drink. It is said that I have it. Lovesick, I fell in love with the nameless fairy in the Wuming Temple. Tsk tsk, that's a statue! To actually fall in love with a statue, that girl is seriously ill."
At this time, another network manager said: "Hey, the little girl's lovesickness is still being cured. I have more serious news here. You all know about the network manager Komatsu who left a few days ago? It is said that he also I have been to Wuming Temple once to worship Wuming Xianjun. After I came back, I was stunned for several days, doing everything wrong. I quit a few days ago, and I heard later that he seemed to be I plan to go to Wumingguan to become a Taoist priest. Tsk tsk, this is a disease, and there is no cure! That Wuming Immortal Monarch is a man!"
Song Shuhang moved his ears and silently came to the box.
"Sir, this is your membership card. Anyone who spends more than 200 in our Internet cafe will be given a membership card for free. Please keep it." The network administrator also gave Song Shuhang a membership card before leaving.
"Thank you." Song Shuhang put away the membership card with a slight smile.
"I wish you a good time." The network manager left with a smile.
Jingcro Doudou happily jumped to the computer and shouted: "Little friend Shuhang, quickly turn on the computer, I can't wait to download the copy with my wife!"
I don't know if my wife was bullied during the time it was offline, and she was guarded by someone this morning.
"Wait first, I'll check something." Song Shuhang moved Jingcrodow to the side, opened the web page and searched for 'Lin Yaocun, Wumingguan, Wuming Xianjun' and other keywords.
Soon, a string of specific messages appeared on the computer.
Legend has it that 'hundreds' years ago, during a severe drought, when people dug a well, they dug up the 'Statue of Unknown Immortal Monarch' and offered it up. These news are stories familiar to everyone in Linyao Village.
The specific address of Anonymous View is also attached at the back.
"Are you interested in this thing?" Jingcro Doudou wondered.
"Well, I am interested in all 'mysterious' things now!" Song Shuhang affirmed, as long as it is not in line with 'common sense', he is interested!
"You continue to play here, I'll go and watch that Wuming. After I go out, remember to lock the door." Song Shuhang laughed.
"No problem, stay where you are cool. Just don't disturb me. It's best to wait for you to pick up Zhenjun Bai, then come back to me!" Jingcro Doudou waved his paws, excitedly flipped out the game, and put it on the keyboard. Played loudly.
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According to the address found on the Internet, Song Shuhang successfully found the nameless temple in Lin Yao Village: "This is it!"
At a glance, there are many people who come to worship Wuming Xianjun, and they have to line up to enter the view.
The incense is entwined inside the view, and everyone makes a wish under the statue of Xianjun...
However, there are still many young men and women with blurred eyes.
After they or they came in to offer incense, they all stared at the statue of Wuming Xianjun, and left reluctantly after a long while. These are members of the 'Sick Not Lightly' and 'Sick Myrrh' series.
Finally, it was Song Shuhang's turn. He bought two incense candles from the little Taoist priest at the door. It was a conscience price, only twenty yuan from Song Shuhang.
After the three aunts entered the Anonymous Temple together, the three aunts skillfully placed incense and began to worship.
They all lowered their voices and whispered softly, but they were all heard by Song Shuhang. He could only blame him for being too good at hearing.
"Xianjun, my daughter is going to take the college entrance examination next year. Please give her wisdom and wisdom, so that her academic performance will become better! She is admitted to Kyoto University!"
"Xianjun, my son is almost thirty-eight, and he hasn't found a wife yet. Please arrange for him. I don't have any requirements anymore. As long as it is a woman, it is enough to have children."
Then there was the last aunt, who looked calm and murmured in a low voice: "Xianjun... I love you so much!"
"Hey..." Song Shuhang almost squirted, forcibly holding back!
It turned out that not only the 'young men and women' were seriously ill, but even the aunt was seriously ill. Maybe, there is a sick uncle who has no medicine
Song Shuhang had never worshipped, and he had always believed in science and rejected superstition, but he did not expect to have the opportunity to enter the Taoist temple.
Learning from the three aunts to put incense candles, he has nothing to ask for after much deliberation.
After all, his main goal was to see the statue of this nameless immortal.
While not paying attention, Song Shuhang quietly raised his head and looked at the statue of Wuming Xianjun.
Just looking at it like this, in an instant... He felt his heartbeat faintly speed up.
It was obviously just a dead statue, but when Song Shuhang saw this statue, a figure appeared in front of Song Shuhang's eyes involuntarily.
It was a figure that was as gentle as jade, with an extraordinary appearance.
His long jet-black hair fell like a waterfall, his eyes were as bright as stars, and his white clothes were elegant. Even the Young Master Hai that the 'Moon Saber Sect' has seen is not as good as this figure in front of him.
Ingenious!
Song Shuhang could only use such adjectives to describe this statue.
Moreover, the more I stared at this statue, the more I felt as if the whole person was going to be attracted to it and couldn't help himself.
Huh? No, why am I fascinated by this statue too
Song Shuhang was startled, he immediately closed his eyes and secretly ran the "True Self Meditation Sutra".
The beating heart was a little calmer.
At this time, the three aunts had already stood up and turned to leave Wumingguan.
Song Shuhang hurriedly followed and left...
Just now, what kind of spiritual spell was hit? Like the 'charm' described in various movies, novels or something
He immediately used his mental power to check his state up and down, and found no trace of the influence of the spell.
Could it be that the 'statue' is so ingenious that it has reached the extreme of beauty!
Can't help but marvel at what you see, and indulge in its perfection
Is there such a perfect thing in this world
Song Shuhang thought about it, um, impossible!
So, go back to the demon dog Doudou and let him check his status up and down again.