Chapter Thirty-Three: The City Guardian Position

  On the other side, Pan Hao has gotten dressed under Xi Wen's service.

  "Young master, Mr. Yao has come to visit!" A maid in a green dress said outside Pan Hao's door.

  "Alright, bring it to the front hall for tea, I'll be there in a moment!" Pan Hao adjusted his clothes, wearing a snow-white Confucian robe, white silk hair tie, and a light purple waistband. There was a subtle air of refinement mixed with nobility, similar to that of a wealthy young master or a noble's son.

  "Brother Yao, I didn't expect you to visit so soon!" Pan Hao walked in from the gate. At this time, Yao Chubridge and his father were sitting on chairs, chatting with each other.

  "Thanks a lot for that calligraphy, Brother Pan!" Yao Chubridge exclaimed as soon as he saw Pan Hao enter.

  "Come on, let me introduce you. This is my father. Father, this is Brother Pan!" Yao Chubridge hurriedly introduced after greeting them. His father had also gotten up early.

  "Uncle is here, it's a great honor!" Pan Hao bowed his hands and greeted Yao Fu.

  "It's I who should be thanking you, young master! I'm grateful for your help this time!" Mr. Yao replied with a bow, his words filled with gratitude.

  Pan Hao subconsciously looked up and glanced at the aura three feet above Yao Chubridge's head. A slightly weak white aura with a hint of red was steadily standing upright on his head. The surrounding yin energy and dead energy had disappeared. Above the aura, white auras were constantly replenishing themselves. The aura was slowly recovering.

  "Huh!" Pan Hao suddenly felt curious, because next to Yao Chubridge's aura appeared a phantom aura projection. This aura was pure white and full, with a hint of red intention seeping through. It seemed to be connected to Yao Chubridge's aura in some way.

  "What's this?" Pan Hao was bewildered in his heart. Just one night, how did an extra air transport projection appear?

  After expressing his gratitude, Yao Chubridge handed a large red invitation card to Pan Hao.

  "A month later, on my big happy day, Brother Pan must come!" Yao Chubridge handed the invitation to Pan Hao's hand and said solemnly. Yao's father originally wanted to ask Pan Hao for a calligraphy, but felt that asking like this would be too abrupt, so he thought of Yao Chubridge's wedding instead.

  Yao Chubridge was originally suffering from a strange illness, and his father intended to use the folk method of "rushing happiness" to see if it would work. However, before the big happy day arrived, Yao Chubridge's illness had already been cured. Now, taking advantage of this matter, let's see if we can get Pan Hao to give another piece of calligraphy.

  "Absolutely, absolutely!" Pan Hao only then realized what was going on with Yao Chubridge's aura, it turned out that Yao Chubridge was about to get married. Now sending out wedding invitations, which is to publicly announce it. This marriage is almost a done deal. So the auras of both parties have already started to converge.

  In the conversation, Mr. Yao intentionally or unintentionally mentioned the effect of Pan Hao's seal character and subtly revealed his desire.

  Pan Haixin smiled to himself, naturally knowing what Yao Fu was thinking in his heart, but he didn't expose him. The three of them chatted for about an hour, because the business had something to do with it, Yao Fu had to go back first. Things just came to a temporary end.

  "Brother Pan, look at this!" Yao Chubridge said awkwardly as he saw his father Yao hastily coming and going. Yao Chubridge naturally knew the purpose of his father's repeated mention of calligraphy and painting just now. Since one piece of calligraphy had already helped him get through a difficult situation, how could he be greedy again?

  "Haha, it's nothing, it's nothing!" Pan Hao laughed and waved his hand.

  "I'll definitely attend your grand wedding in a month!"

  "Well, I won't disturb you then. Brother Pan has nothing to do in his leisure time, come visit me and reminisce about old times!" Yao Chubridge stood up, bowed his hands and bid farewell.

  "Take care, Brother Yao!" Pan Hao stood up and returned the courtesy.

  After Yao Chubridge left, Pan Hao himself was sipping tea in a refined and orderly manner. Pan Hao thought back to the events of last night's nocturnal visit to the underworld, this world has no gods or spirits, naturally the underworld also has no hellish ghosts or messengers.

  It seems that from last night, people in this world who die will be absorbed back into the underworld by the power of heaven and earth, and after being cleansed by the Yellow Springs, all memories of their soul will be washed away, restoring their soul to its true form. Then they will undergo reincarnation again.

  That is to say that whether a person is good or evil, there is no reward or punishment from the underworld. This is because the heavenly way of this world is incomplete and lacks spiritual management in the three realms, where living beings are not rewarded for being good and not punished for being evil! Since we want to establish the divine way, the underworld naturally cannot be left behind. Pan Hao's eyes were deep and profound, thinking quietly to himself.

  Suddenly, Pan Hao's spirit stirred, and within the Purple Mansion, the Heavenly River God's position was suspended high behind his divine soul, transforming into a red sun that emitted sacred and noble light.

  This is a usual scene, but now above the Red Day, a transparent and more powerful aura of God's position appears vaguely. This godly position has just appeared, but it is above the River God's position. There is an air of majesty and order on top, clearly distinct from the River God's position.

  "What's going on?" Pan Hao was shocked in his heart. Why did another divine position emerge! The rank of this divine position is obviously one level higher than that of the River God. The power of the Heavenly Order is also stronger.

  Pan Haixin's mind was filled with doubts and uncertainties, but as he gazed into the void, a steady stream of faith poured onto the newly emerged divine throne, and this power was extremely stable and strong.

  In an instant, the transparent and illusory divine throne began to condense, gaining a hint of physical texture. However, it was still far from the Heavenly River Divine Throne. Nevertheless, the ancient and dignified heavenly script that was carved onto the throne, resembling a dragon and phoenix coiling around each other, had already become faintly clear.

  Memorial: The God of City Walls of Dachang County, Qingyu Prefecture, Pingzhou, Great Song Dynasty

  Whoosh...

  The divine seal on the altar is unfolding, and the endless stream of faith is condensing into a river of faith as thick as a zhang, pouring down towards the altar with a loud whoosh. The altar is gradually taking shape. The noble and majestic aura above it is also becoming increasingly dense.

  Isn't Dachang County just a small county town established only decades ago, south of Quanshui County? Pan Hao's thoughts rose along the line of faith, and in the blink of an eye, his soul had already traversed the distance between the two counties and arrived inside the City God Temple of Dachang.

  "Everyone, today the City God Temple is opened for worship. Go in and burn an incense stick to pray for peace and safety for your family!"

  "This statue is really efficacious!"

  "Huh? This statue looks a bit familiar, isn't it the River God of Quyu County?"

  "Why don't you invite heroes of all ages to become city gods!"

  "You know what? This deity has shown its divine presence and is truly efficacious!"

  The crowd outside was chattering and discussing, and even those who had been to Qingyuan County to worship the River God had already recognized Pan Hao's statue.

  "Everyone, please calm down. Our county of Dachang has been established for less than 50 years and has never had a City God to guard it, nor the protection of the City God. That's why evil spirits have been causing trouble, and our county has been plagued by the deaths of thousands of livestock. I believe that if we establish a City God, we can drive away the evil spirits and restore our former way of life!" A stout middle-aged man with a shiny face, dressed in luxurious clothing, spoke eloquently.

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