Fellow Taoists, please respect yourself.

Chapter 28 Daoji
Luo Sanchi listened carefully to Jiang Lin's order, nodded and said, "Please rest assured, Master. I will pass the order down right away."

"Ah."

Jiang Lin nodded, then turned and left.

"Mage, Mage..."

However, Luo Sanchi called out to Jiang Lin, walked to Jiang Lin in small steps, bowed deeply, and said with a bitter face: "Master, please have mercy and make the decision for me."

"After all, I am already a ghost. Even if I have divine duties, I am only interfering in the human world."

"The Master and the Zen Master Daoji are both mortals, so I think they are much more eloquent than the officials."

"Please be merciful and ask the Zen master how I have offended him."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Lin didn't want to bother with Luo Sanchi's affairs, but then he changed his mind and thought that if Zen Master Dao Ji continued to make a fuss like this, it would only be fine for a short while.

I’m afraid that this Buddha will keep making trouble, and if so, even Jiang Lin’s business will be delayed.

"That's fine."

Thinking of this, Jiang Lin nodded slightly.

"Thank you, Master!"

Luo Sanchi bowed in surprise, and then said: "Master, please follow me. There is a space formation that can directly reach the gods of Hangzhou City God Temple."

Jiang Lin walked around the main hall under Luo Sanchi's guidance and asked, "Are there magic arrays like this everywhere?"

"Master, you can say that."

Luo Sanchi explained: "There are many city gods in the world. From the capital to the remote counties and towns, almost all of them are guarded by city gods."

"Generally speaking, a space array is laid out for communication, but most of the time, it is used to transmit messages."

Luo Sanchi said helplessly: "After all, the world is too big. It would be too wasteful to set up a magic array in every county or even town god's place."

"So, the quality...is somewhat unsatisfactory."

Jiang Lin nodded in understanding. No matter how wealthy the Heavenly Court was, the cost of each of these many teleportation arrays might not be huge, but when accumulated over time, it would become a terrifying number.

So, save wherever you can.

Furthermore, the city gods in various places and the ghosts and gods under their jurisdiction are all local gods. They have the responsibility to guard the land and should not run around everywhere.

Soon, Jiang Lin boarded the space magic circle heading to Hangzhou City God Temple.

After a fluctuation, Jiang Lin pursed his lips and glanced at Luo Sanchi beside him.

He finally understood what it meant to be unsatisfactory.

Qiantang County is not far from Hangzhou Prefecture, and the former is originally an attached county.

But even though this distance was not that far, Jiang Lin, who was sitting on the space magic circle, felt like he was stuffed into a washing machine. It was so painful.

"Master, Zen Master Dao Ji is in the City God Temple."

Luo Sanchi led Jiang Lin to a corner and carefully opened a hole.

From here, you can leave the City God's small world and return to the City God Temple in the human world.

"This Buddha has been here for half a month, blocking the door of the City God Temple. We can't even get out."

Luo Sanchi said with a bitter face: "Except for the working day and night wandering gods, and those who went out to do their work, this Buddha stopped everyone else."

"Moreover, he would rush in from time to time to make a scene. When I asked him why, he would not tell me. After making a scene, he would continue to block the door."

Jiang Lin gave Luo Sanchi a strange look.

How did you offend this earthly arhat to make him block the door?
"I really don't know how I offended him!"

Luo Sanchi had a sad face.

"I gonna go see."

Jiang Lin shook his head and put away the Fengdu Jiuquan Order.

He knew that he couldn't get anything out of Luo Sanchi, so he walked away from the small world under Luo Sanchi's earnest gaze.

It was still night outside, but there was already some light in the sky. However, the City God Temple was still dark. Under the City God shrine, a monk wearing a tattered patchwork robe and a dirty Vimalakirti hat was lying there lazily.

The monk held a tattered palm-leaf fan in one hand, swaying it from time to time, and in the other hand he held a chicken leg, of which only the bone was left.

The bones were extremely clean, without a speck of oil, and had almost been sucked dry. But the monk didn't let go, as if he was determined to suck out the marrow from the chicken bones.

Jiang Lin was standing not far from the monk at this moment. He looked down and saw a pile of fruit peels on the ground.

No wonder the monk was leaning against the shrine. It turned out that he treated the offerings to the City God as a buffet.

"Hey, here comes a big shot..."

Before Jiang Lin could figure out how to start speaking, the monk looked at Jiang Lin first.

His eyes seemed to be naturally humorous, and his tone was nonchalant, with a hint of laziness.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Lin took two steps forward and bowed, saying, "I am Jiang Lin, the abbot of Ziwei Temple on Longjing Mountain, and I am honored to meet Zen Master Daoji."

"Amitabha."

Zen Master Dao Ji also responded seriously, but then he returned to his frivolous look and said with a smile: "Young Taoist priest is really talented and has the appearance of a god."

"Master, you are too kind."

Jiang Lin did not exchange pleasantries and asked directly, "How did the City God of this place offend the Zen Master to make him act like this?"

"No offense, no offense..."

Dao Ji spoke lazily and said with a smile: "The City God of Hangzhou is a good official. Why should I, a monk, make things difficult for him?"

"Then you are..."

Jiang Lin raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion.

"It is precisely because he is a good official that I, a monk, stay here and don't let him go out."

Dao Ji stood up, shaking his palm-leaf fan, looked at the statue of the City God, and muttered with a smile: "The City God will be punished if he doesn't intervene."

"But as long as the monk is here, everything will be thrown on the monk's shoulders. Little Taoist priest, tell me, is this to protect him?"

Jiang Lin heard this and asked in confusion, "You mean, someone wants to attack the local city god?"

Who is so brave?
The City God is a righteous god appointed by the Heavenly Court and a legitimate god on earth.

What's more, the body of ghosts and gods is one of the important hubs connecting the three realms of heaven, earth and man.

Who dares to touch such an existence?
Do you really think that heaven is paralyzed now?

"Not a human, not a human."

Dao Ji smiled and shook his head, looking at Jiang Lin, looking him up and down, and exclaimed: "The last time the monk saw Master Heilulu was when he was drinking with Lao Wei in heaven."

"Young Taoist priest, you have good roots and good practices. Listen to the monk's advice and don't come to Hangzhou recently."

"Otherwise, it might be dangerous."

Jiang Lin frowned.

From what this Zen master said, it seems that there will be major changes in Hangzhou Prefecture, and this change will affect many people.

The reason why Dao Ji was here was to block the City God and to protect the City God so that the City God, this key hub, could be preserved in this change.

"Master, I have something important to do and I need the City God's cooperation."

Jiang Lin looked at Dao Ji in front of him and said softly, "Master, you have been in Hangzhou for a long time. Have you heard of the ghost fetus?"

"It is said that there is a nobleman in Hangzhou who is raising a little ghost."

Hearing this, Zen Master Dao Ji suddenly fell silent, put away his cynical look, and shook his head slightly at Jiang Lin.

"Young Taoist priest, listen to the monk's advice."

"Don't hear, don't listen, don't look, don't investigate this matter."

(End of this chapter)