He saw a god with a round light on the back of his head sitting on the cloud-like chariot. He was wearing a black robe with the sun, moon and stars embroidered on it.

And the divine face looming in the round light is clearly the same as the statue on the altar in the temple.

This definitely can't be some kind of demon god Ba Snake.

But Yun Zhongjun.

The moon in the sky is extremely huge, and it makes the Dharma Chariot look more like clouds, making the gods on the chariot even more magical.

"Ah, it's Yun Zhongjun!"

"Really...really...magical."

The scribe stepped back continuously, his mouth and tongue were dry, and his throat seemed to be on fire.

At this moment, one of the sixteen ghosts and gods carrying the divine chariot glanced at him, and the scribe collapsed on the ground in fear, and then kowtowed.

Just like Wen Shenyou did before when he entered the city, he spoke loudly but was filled with hatred in his heart. When the sword and ax were applied to his body, his body softened, leaving only his mouth that was still hard.

And no matter how powerful the sword or ax was, it couldn't compare to the gaze of this ghost. This time, not only was his body soft, but his mouth was also soft.

"Greetings to Mr. Yun Zhong!"

"Greetings to Mr. Yunzhong!"

As the divine chariot entered the Yunzhong Temple, the ghosts, demons, witches, and Taoists came forward to greet him.

Taoists knelt on the ground, ghosts and gods stepped forward to clear the way, demons offered sacrifices, and shamans danced Nuo dances around them.

On the altar deep in the main hall, the golden light turned into a whirlpool, as if there was a spiritual realm deep in the temple.

suddenly.

The divine chariot stopped, and the divine monarch on the clouds, who had been sitting motionless, looked up at the sky, his gaze pointed directly at the moon through the divine phase, proving to everyone that what was sitting there was not a statue made of clay.

"Chirp!"

"Boom!"

The fireworks in the distance are still rising into the sky one after another, endlessly.

Among the fiery trees and silver flowers, bursts of fairy music came from the sky, and circles of hazy light bloomed on the surprisingly large bright moon.

In the halo and celestial music, I saw a Luna Chariot coming from the moon.

Passing through layers of halo and halo.

Passing by the fiery trees and silver flowers, the sky never turns dark.

Finally, he arrived in the human world.

All mortals worshiped on the ground, but only some people saw this scene, or saw the scene of the Moon God's chariot finally arriving at the human palace.

"There are gods on the moon too!"

"The Moon God has come from the lower realm, is it to welcome Lord Yun Zhong?"

"White clouds and bright moon, fiery trees and silver flowers, witches, demons and ghosts. Is this the sky, the human world, or the underworld?"

The gods on the nine-day bright moon stepped down from the moon car and took Yun Zhongjun towards the spiritual realm deeper in the golden light. Outside the hall, witches, ghosts, gods and monsters danced and worshiped.

However, she is not here to greet Yun Zhongjun, but to remind Yun Zhongjun of a very important matter.

Moon God looked at Yun Zhongjun who was standing aside, and spoke calmly like a debt collector.

"Time is up."

When Jiang Chao listened, he always felt as if noon had arrived.

"Dear viewers."

"It's everyone's favorite weather forecast time again, please turn on the radio, FM 96.8."

"I am your friend Wangshu. Today I will report to you the weather changes in the past few days. The weather is very cold. Please be sure to wear more clothes to keep warm."

That face that was beyond reality and magnified several times and still had no blind spots looked at Yun Zhongjun, making Jiang Chao feel a little dazed. When he just started to wake up, Wang Shu looked like this and said almost the same thing.

words.

Yun Zhongjun just turned on the radio, but no sound came from it.

Yun Zhongjun entered the spiritual realm in the Yunzhong Temple Hall, and the picture he saw when he raised his head was the live broadcast of the weather forecast.

The weather forecaster stood on one side and introduced politely.

"Hello everyone, welcome to today's weather forecast."

"What we are reporting to you now is the weather conditions of Batu in the past week. There will be heavy fog tonight. Please pay attention to safety when traveling, especially those who drive vehicles."

"Tomorrow the weather will turn cloudy to light snow, and the temperature will range from minus 2 degrees to 11 degrees..."

"Welcome to today's weather forecast."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Chao saw the sound coming from outside and looked out at the human world through the window of the spiritual realm.

"It's getting foggy!"

Layers of heavy fog came from a distance, constantly approaching the center of the city, or more accurately, the Temple in the Clouds.

The people who were swallowed up by the mist on the street left this area where yin and yang intertwined with ghosts and gods, and returned to the real world.

After Jiang Chao looked at the fog, he finally spoke.

"Is this fog fake? How can there be fog at this time?"

"You made a fake weather forecast yourself. Can this be called a weather forecast?"

It's not completely false, half true and half false,

The sacred tree Ruomu is creating mist to disperse into the city, but the real situation is not so vast, as if it is overwhelming.

Just like this city, it is half reality and half fantasy.

Wang Shu: “Do you know another form of weather forecast?”

Jiang Chao: "What form?"

Wang Shu: "It's not me who repays the wind, frost, rain, and snow in this world, but I tell it when the wind, frost, rain, and snow will form."

Jiang Chao: "You really want to define everything!"

He stood at the boundary between illusion and reality. Although he had always said before, gods are just a layer of skin they put on their bodies to facilitate their actions.

But after the immortal bone was implanted, he didn't even need to eat or drink. He truly possessed otherworldly power.

But at this moment, riding the sacred tree Ruomu, he came and brought thousands of people into his dream. He suddenly couldn't tell whether such a being was really a human being, and what was the difference between it and the so-called immortal.

——

In the Yunzhong Temple.

The others cheered, the witches, ghosts and spirits looked crazy, and everyone was silent in this dream-like ceremony of worshiping the gods.

But the scribes outside the gate did not dare to look. They knelt on the ground and watched Yun Zhongjun's divine chariot enter the spiritual realm, and then fled aside in panic.

The crowd pushed towards the front, and they were overwhelmed by the crowd.

In panic, they finally squeezed out, only to find themselves in front of a small door in the side hall of Yunzhong Temple.

The god of earth is worshiped here.

Today is also the day to build a temple. Logically speaking, the Earth God is also the protagonist, but at this moment, the place where he is is empty.

The scribes fled here and could finally take a breath. The deserted scene made them feel at ease.

"Just here, take a rest!"

"What the hell is going on?"

"Why is it Yun Zhongjun?"

"Where's the snake demon god Ba? Why didn't he come?"

"Maybe you're afraid of Yun Zhongjun..."

Someone said in a low voice, which immediately caused others to look at each other angrily, but in fact, everyone else was thinking the same thing deep down in their hearts.

And when everyone was looking at one of them angrily, and were about to pour their anger on his head, there seemed to be a voice not far away, which meant that there were other people around.

"Listen, is there a sound?"

"Someone is talking."

"Inside."

Several scribes followed the sound and cautiously moved towards the depths of the courtyard of the side hall, wanting to see who was hiding here.

However, when they got deeper, they saw candles burning in the side hall.

Under the dim candlelight, the earth gods on the altar were talking to the ghost officials, mountain monsters and goblins below. Everyone immediately covered their mouths when they saw it.

They should have thought that even the demons and ghosts on the murals in the main hall had come to life, and so had the earth gods in the side hall.

They heard the conversation between the earth god and the ghost officials, and as soon as they spoke, they scared the group of scribes outside.
To be continued...