Chapter 113: Praying to the Gods to Peace the Temple
Miao Zhen: "How much does Junior Master want us to borrow?"

Pan Yun: "I think you want to borrow a hundred taels from me."

Miao Zhen couldn't help but laugh, and nodded, "Then we'll just borrow a hundred taels."

Miao He: "I can also help Junior Master Uncle keep the two hundred taels."

Pan Yun: "What do you mean by safekeeping? This is borrowing."

"Yes, yes, it is borrowed."

Tao Yanbai ran out with a fire stick and wanted to join in, "Junior Master, I want to borrow a hundred taels too."

"Easy to say, easy to say."

There was no need for the adults to get involved, the four kids solved it all on their own.

Pan Yun handed two silver notes of 100 taels to Miao and Miaozhen respectively, and said to Tao Yanbai: "The 100 taels you borrowed are silver ingots. I will return to the house and give them to you."

Miao Zhen's eyes lit up when she saw this, and she immediately handed the banknote back and said, "Uncle Junior Master, I don't want to borrow the banknote, I also want to borrow silver ingots."

When Miao He heard this, he immediately returned the banknotes and said, "I want silver ingots too!"

Pan Yun: …

Pan Yun took back the two silver notes, glanced at Tao Yanbai, and was about to hand one over when he hurriedly said, "I, I, I still want the silver ingot."

Pan Yun took back the banknote and said, "Alright, those who borrow money are all masters, you have the final say."

The three of them grinned together.

Tao Ji in the kitchen shouted, "Yanbai, are you ready? Come back and light the fire!"

"Oh." Tao Yanbai immediately turned around and went back to the kitchen.

It would take some time for the dishes to be ready, so Pan Yun took Miao Zhenmiao and went back to count the silver ingots.

Pan Yun's money was never left outside. It was all kept in the spiritual space. When she returned to the house, she would take a cloth bag, take out the silver ingots from the spiritual space, and then give them to Miao and Miaozhen.

The three of them squatted on the bluestone slabs in the yard and opened the cloth bag. The white, plump silver ingots emitted a heart-pounding light under the setting sun.

Pan Yun, who owns all this property, couldn't help but sigh, "It's true. For the same amount, my mood fluctuates slightly when I see the silver notes, but I get really excited when I see the silver ingots."

Miaohe grabbed a silver ingot and touched it again and again, nodding repeatedly, "It's not mine, but I'm excited even if I touch it."

Pan Yun waved her hand generously, "Choose, choose one hundred taels for yourself, and keep the rest for Yan Bai."

Although all the silver ingots looked the same, Miao and Miaozhen still selected them carefully. They placed them on the ground and compared them carefully before choosing the one they thought was the best, and they selected ten in total.

Both of them spread out their robes, put the selected silver ingots on the robes, picked them up and were about to go back to the house. However, the silver ingots were too heavy and their clothes fell down, strangling the back of their necks.

But they insisted stubbornly, craning their necks to go back to the house, which made Pan Jun laugh.

After the money was lent out, Pan Yun had a very comfortable meal without any accidents. The next day, when he brushed his teeth, he didn't bleed.

She even went around the mountains on purpose, giving God enough chances, and there were no accidents at all.

Two days passed without incident, and she continued to gain fifteen merit points twice a day, and her life returned to normal.

Pan Yun was certain, "If I don't take back the money I lent out, it's no longer my money according to the law."

Pan Jun sighed, "So, even God knows that you shouldn't lend money to others easily. Once you lend it out, it's very likely that it won't really be yours. No wonder if I borrowed money from my master's nephew and didn't return it within two days, the rules automatically made it my asset."

Pan Xiaohei ignored her sigh and asked, "Should we give them the money for the last experiment?"

Pan Yun looked at it as if he were mentally retarded. "The problem can be solved by lending the money, so why do we need to consider the last item? The premise of doing the last experiment is that lending the money will have an adverse effect on me or them."

"Now I'm just waiting for my father's letter to see if he's affected by the money." Pan Jun's eyes were deep. "I already know roughly what the consequences would be if I gave the money to someone else."

Pan Xiaohei: "What's the result?"

Pan Yun looked at it with a half-smile, "I'm giving you some dried fish, are you happy?"

Pan Xiaohei didn't say anything. Seeing that she was still looking at it, he nodded slightly.

Pan Yun: "Look at how happy Miao and Miaozhen are when they see the silver ingots. If we give them the money, they should be grateful, right? Isn't this the same as doing good deeds?"

Pan Yun felt refreshed, "The experiment is over, we can sleep and practice in peace."

Pan Xiaohei: “That’s it?”

"Oh, the toothbrush still needs to be made. I'm really tired of willow branches."

Pan Yun went back and soaked all the pig bristles that she had collected last time. This would take time and effort, so she was not in a hurry.

The next day was the day to invite the gods to the temple. They ate vegetarian food for the next two days, and the meat and ribs were still frozen in the well.

Before daybreak, the people in the Taoist temple got up, bathed and changed their clothes. After washing, they put on their best Taoist robes and went down the mountain. Oh, this is Pan Yun and the younger ones. Wang Feiyin and the others are wearing colorful robes. After going down to the bottom of the mountain and opening the mountain temple, the group began to prepare to invite the gods to the temple.

The villagers all came to watch the ceremony.

The statue was wrapped in red cloth and carried to the front of the temple. The previous small mountain temple was still there, and Wang Feiyin had it preserved. He also cleaned up the area around it and connected it with the new mountain temple, which was equivalent to a frontier.

Wang Feiyin took out the drawn talisman and arranged the talisman formation. Just as the first ray of morning sun slanted down from the mountain peak, he drew out his peach wood sword and jumped onto the large area in front of the mountain temple to summon the god.

There was an open space of about 100 square meters in front of the mountain temple, which was all rolled over and compacted by stone rollers. At this time, the venue was surrounded by villagers. Wang Feiyin jumped to the center of the venue, and the bell in Xuanmiao's hand "dinged" and made a crisp sound.

Tao Ji played the flute, while Wang Cong held the wooden fish. With a "ding-dong" sound, the sound of the flute was surrounded by music, echoing in the mountains...

Pan Yun is only worthy of standing with Miaozhen and the others to watch the fun.

Wang Feiyin danced and sang along with the music. The spiritual energy that had been flowing quietly was stirred and became active. They jumped following Wang Feiyin's sword moves and slowly formed a magnetic field.

Pan Yun's martial arts skills were activated, and she saw thousands of threads covering the area. As Wang Feiyin danced with his sword and chanted, the magnetic field became bigger and bigger, bringing her the familiar feeling again.

She saw Pan Gong's figure slowly solidifying in mid-air.

Wang Feiyin turned around suddenly, looked directly at Pan Yun, and said sternly, "Pan Yun, why don't you open your eyes quickly?"

Pan Yun came back to his senses and walked forward to the statue, and Miao Zhen hurriedly followed with a tray in his hand.

She dipped the pen in ink, paused, and then solemnly added the finishing touch to the statue.

As soon as his eyes lit up, Wang Feiyin pointed the tip of his sword straight into the air and shouted, "Please sit down, God!"

The corners of Pan Gong's mouth, which was suspended in mid-air, turned up barely perceptibly. A wisp of spiritual consciousness separated and instantly sank into the statue.

Pan Yun and Miao Zhen were closest to the statue, and they both saw a flash of light in the statue's eyes. The bright colors at first, but the new porcelain statue suddenly had charm.

The villagers watching could not help but cheer loudly and applaud. Someone excitedly said: "It seems that the statue has suddenly come alive!"

"Master Wang's skills have become even more profound."

The invitation to the deity was successful, and everyone carried the statue to the platform in the temple and placed it there. Pan Yun, as the temple priest, lit incense and took the lead in kneeling down to pay his respects.

Pan Yun bowed with his eyes down, then raised his eyes to look at the statue, and said silently: "Master, from now on, you can sit here and enjoy the incense."

Pan Yun lit the incense, and Wang Feiyin and others also lit incense one by one. The villagers immediately put out the fruits, eggs, chickens, ducks, fish, etc. they brought, took out the incense and started to worship.

In an instant, fireworks filled the inside and outside of the mountain temple, making it look like a fairyland.

Pan Yun couldn't help but walk to the door, looked back at the table filled with offerings and incense sticks, and couldn't help but sigh: "These are all incense."

Not only did the villagers of Fenshui Village come to burn incense, but villagers from several nearby villages also rushed over after learning that the Sanqingshan Mountain Temple was going to invite the gods to the temple today.

So, it was very lively, with people everywhere, and the streets were so crowded that it was impossible to walk.

Pan Jun came out and was so surprised that he turned around and asked Wang Feiyin, "Has our Taoist temple announced that it is hiring people?"

"No, you don't want to host a banquet because you think it's troublesome, so you didn't invite the village elders or your colleagues. The villagers just heard about it and came here on their own initiative."

To pray for the gods and build a temple, one is to inform the neighbors, and the other is to make it lively. The elders from several nearby villages and colleagues from nearby Taoist temples will be invited to let them know that a new mountain temple has been built.

But this would mean inviting people to dinner, and Pan Yun doesn't like doing this as she finds it very time-consuming.

The common people's idea is very simple. Once her master fulfills a few wishes for people and becomes famous, naturally more people will come to worship her. Only believers like that have pure faith.

After finding so many excuses, Pan Jun simply doesn't like trouble.

She didn't expect that so many people would come even without any announcement.

There were many people coming, and the villagers moved very quickly. They placed offerings, lit incense, made wishes, and worshipped. After waiting for more than ten breaths, they would carry the baskets to collect the offerings they brought, and leave to let the next person in.

The next person does the same.

Some who were in a hurry simply placed offerings outside, lit incense, and worshiped the statues from a distance.

Wang Feiyin, Tao Ji and Wang Cong brought three jars, filled them with river sand, and placed them directly on the ground, in a row, facing the statues in the temple.

Wang Feiyin called out to everyone, "You can light incense sticks here, or in that small temple. You can light incense sticks there. As long as you are sincere, the mountain god will receive them."

Pan Jun came back to his senses instantly, and immediately rolled up his sleeves to follow and maintain order, "It's the same, the same, as long as you face the direction of the mountain god and think of the mountain god in your heart, it doesn't matter where you worship."

She ran back to the small hut next door and took out the spare cushion and placed it outside the temple.

Seeing this, the villagers who squeezed over knelt down on the mat, made a wish, and then kowtowed. They then placed offerings and burned incense. When burning incense, they made another wish and bowed once. Adhering to the rule that more courtesy will not make the gods angry, they bowed not only in the direction of the statue, but also to the left and the right...

Villagers come and go, and as a temple keeper, Pan Yun not only has to maintain order, but also has to listen to the wishes of believers.

　Tail number 6
　　(End of this chapter)