Deliveryman of the Heaven

The City God Temple was located in the southern part of the Dadu River, which was very remote.    

    

"Why would you go to a temple in the city to accept missions? Normally, the people from the Southwest region would go to a temple to accept missions."    

    

After they finished their tea and dinner, Weiqing and the Mr Legendary took a van and drove to the City God Temple. The road was bumpy and bumpy, but when Weiqing was eating, he found out that the real name of the Mr Legendary was Chu Xuan. He was a justice of the Southwest, and in the past year, both he and the Sister Sarah had settled down in Xishuangbanna.    

    

Unless it was a mission that came knocking on his door, only then would he accidentally make a long journey.    

    

The Mr Legendary's expression was cold, but from his words, it was easy to tell that he was a man from the Gu family. He loved Xuan dearly and said that as a father, the only thing he wanted to do was to grow up with his daughter.    

    

Weiqing shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't know why either, the orders I received were like this anyway, telling me to come to the City God Temple to receive the mission scroll. You have been a Soul Ferryman for so many years, you should know more about missions than I do, right? "    

    

"I am only a fifth stage Soul Ferryman, and all of them were given me missions by my superiors through carrier pigeons. I still do not know who my superiors are! Until now, I have never seen a Soul Ferryman with a higher rank than mine, because the mission that every Soul Ferryman is carrying out is a secret to the Underworld. Once we meet, it's very easy for our secrets to be leaked, so usually, it's a part of the Soul Ferryman's mission and it's hard to know the whole story! "    

    

"Perhaps, you're a Ghost General, the place where you accept missions is a bit more special than us."    

    

It seems that love and woman can really change a man. Mr Legendary is such a cool and handsome person, now that he had said it, he sounded a little chatty. He turned to Weiqing and said: "You are a Ghost General.    

    

Weiqing asked curiously: "Begging me?"    

    

"After I help you this time, I hope that you can react to the Underworld and strip me of my identity as a Soul Ferryman. I am willing to swear a venomous oath that in the future, I will not reveal anything related to the Underworld or take part in anything that shouldn't happen. I only want to be an ordinary person right now."    

    

Weiqing laughed out loud: "Becoming a Soul Ferryman shouldn't be a bad idea, you have given up, don't you think it's a pity?"    

    

Mr Legendary shook his head and said, "Can you?"    

    

Weiqing let out a long breath and said: "Alright, I'll tell you about it later, okay?"    

    

"Actually, I have a very bad premonition right now. Perhaps this is really the last time I will be a Soul Ferryman. I've heard a bit about you. For a human to be able to do this, the Underworld must have given you special care. For this mission, you should be careful. "    

    

When they arrived at the temple, it was already evening.    

    

At the City God Temple, Weiqing had gone there once during his Xianyang City. However, compared to the Xianyang City, the difference in power levels between the City God's Temple and the City God's Temple in the Dadu City was too huge. It was just a broken temple standing alone at the foot of the mountain, the surroundings black and numb, completely devoid of any traces of incense.    

    

Weiqing looked at the door of the temple, even the sign saying "City God Temple" was smeared black, if one did not look carefully, they would not even know that this was the City God Temple. The fact that the god of pests had Weiqing here to take on a mission showed that there was a god in this broken temple, this benefit and treatment was just too pathetic.    

    

"Hur hur. Not to mention the locals, even the tourists who come here will take an incense stick to burn. Because in the few cities within 100 miles of the city, this is the only city temple, but 30 years ago, a large fire burnt all of these temples! "    

    

Weiqing said in shock: "Someone set fire to the city's god temple?"    

    

"Hmm, 30 years ago, it was said that there were several wanted bandits who hid within this city temple for dozens of years. They killed the Daoist that was guarding this temple and changed their faces to come here to amass wealth and enjoy themselves. If it was only this, then it would be fine. However, the identity of these bandits might not be revealed. However, during these ten years, about a dozen female pilgrims have disappeared one after another. The police have also investigated, but have not found anything. "    

    

"Later on, someone in the temple said that there were gold and silver treasures in the well of the temple, but in the end, there were only ten or so corpses. This led to the identity of a few cultivators being exposed, and many people believed that the lord of the temple was not worthy of being a god, so after burning this place down, no one came here again!"    

    

The Temple of Wealth leaked the Heavenly Secrets, resulting in the destruction of the temple?    

    

Weiqing frowned slightly.    

    

In the eyes of ordinary people, this was just a matter of old age, but in Weiqing's eyes, it held a different meaning. The God of Fortune was a god from the Heaven Realm, and the City God was a god from the Underworld. Although they were gods that normal people worshipped, there were still big differences.    

    

The once flourishing temple was now in ruins as the Temple of the Goddess of Wealth was exposed, and its status reversed.    

    

To put it bluntly, this was the battle between Underworld and Heaven Realm!    

    

The two of them entered the temple with a flashlight, there was no light inside, it was quiet, the temple was filled with weeds, insects were chirping, and even the frightened rats could be seen running. The two of them walked through the outer hall. The three halls were arranged in a large formation, indicating their former glory.    

    

Weiqing immediately went to the palace in the center.    

    

The interior of the palace was pitch black, and it was clear that there were traces of burning. The statue of the City God had been smoked to the point that it was like a loaf of black bread, and its two ears had been pulled off, disappearing without a trace. It seemed that the furious citizens had not only burned down this temple, but had also dug out the ears and eyes of this Lord City Lord, who was pretending not to hear anything.    

    

For a deity to be able to do such a thing, this City God was truly unlucky.    

    

"Come out?"    

    

Weiqing shouted.    

    

Mr Legendary looked at Weiqing with an idiot's gaze, and frowned: "You don't understand the art of communicating with Underworld?"    

    

Weiqing was startled, and said: "No one has ever told me this before."    

    

"Give me your nameplate!" Weiqing handed his new generation of Ghost General Horse Face's identity plate to Mr Legendary, who placed both hands together and held his identity plate, and started chanting. After a long while, he finally opened his eyes with a head full of sweat and frowned: "Are you sure there really is a City Lord here?"    

    

Weiqing replied with a question: "Did you not?"    

    

"You are the Ghost General of the Underworld, although you are slightly lower than him in terms of rank, you represent the Underworld. He is a local official, so if he felt your nameplate, he should appear. "Hehe, if there really is a City God in this temple, do you think that thirty years ago, those bandits were guilty, would they really turn their backs on you?"