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Chapter 545 Gongsun Sheng: What kind of monster is this?!
"Is this Hangzhou ahead?"

"We've arrived in Hangzhou."

Song Jiang leaned on his cane, looking utterly exhausted.

"finally reached……"

Song Jiang loosened his grip, and the cane fell to the ground, its tip pointing towards the gate of Hangzhou.

“Mr. Gongming, we must not let our guard down,” Gongsun Sheng said to Song Jiang from the side.

"Alas, this journey has been extremely arduous, as if Heaven forbade me to come here," Song Jiang lamented, looking at the bustling city of Hangzhou.

"Mr. Gongming, you are mistaken."

“I am here to escort you to Yuhang on my master’s orders, which is due to the will of Heaven.”

“My master, Master Luo, told me when I descended the mountain, ‘Protecting the country and ensuring the people’s safety, and acting on behalf of Heaven, all lie in Gongming.’”

"Didn't you also receive three volumes of heavenly books from the Goddess of Mystery at the Temple of the Mysterious Woman?"

"This confirms it," Gongsun Sheng said to Song Jiang.

"Alas... Yesterday was the fifteenth of August, but I was not with my family." Song Jiang sighed again.

“The nation and its people are one, Mr. Gongming, you have important matters to attend to,” Gongsun Sheng said.

"Ah."

The two entered Hangzhou city, and after making some inquiries, they exited the city through the south gate and arrived at the registration point for the Heroes' Assembly to sign up.

"Oh? Song Jiang, the Timely Rain?"

Lin Chong couldn't help but take a closer look at Song Jiang, who had a dark face and was short in stature.

"I have long admired your great name!"

“Hey…” Song Jiang looked exhausted.

A white bird flew over Song Jiang's head, and a clump of birds flew down from the sky, heading straight for Song Jiang's head.

Gongsun Sheng deftly opened his oil-paper umbrella, blocking the bird's flight.

"How is this going?"

Lin Chong looked up at the sky, puzzled.

It's unclear when exactly, but the number of birds around Hangzhou has increased. In the past, only gentle flocks of egrets and other birds flew overhead, but now even birds of prey like eagle owls have appeared in the area.

"Did you guys mess with the birds?"

“These bird tribes are the most vengeful,” Lin Chong said to Song Jiang and Gongsun Sheng.

"Clap clap clap—!!"

As they spoke, several more clumps of bird droppings landed precisely on the oil-paper umbrella above Song Jiang's head.

"Today is August 16th, right? The Heroes' Gathering will be held the day after tomorrow?" Song Jiang asked Lin Chong to confirm the time.

“That’s right.” Lin Chong nodded.

"That's good."

"How did you two offend these birds?" Lin Chong asked Song Jiang and Gongsun Sheng earnestly.

"We didn't offend anyone..."

"We slept in the temple of the Goddess of Mystery for one night, and after that night we started being attacked by birds," Song Jiang answered honestly.

"Is it the Mysterious Maiden? The Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden?"

“Yes, that’s right.” Song Jiang nodded.

"Understood," Lin Chong said.

"Brother Lin Chong, what do you understand?" Song Jiang asked nervously.

“Hey, it’s nothing. You could go to the temples around Hangzhou to pray to the gods; maybe that will get rid of the birds,” Lin Chong said to Song Jiang.

"Brother Lin, do you have any recommendations?" Song Jiang asked, cupping his hands in greeting.

"There's a temple dedicated to Erlang right on the outskirts of the city, and I've heard it's very effective."

Lin Chong pointed out the direction to Song Jiang, who thanked him and walked towards Erlang Temple with Gongsun Sheng.

The two walked to the Erlang Temple and found that they had to queue to enter.

After making some inquiries, Gongsun Sheng learned that half of the people came to make wishes, while the other half came to fulfill their vows.

This Erlang Temple seems to be very efficacious; whatever you ask for, it will soon be answered.

“Friend, you have a broken leg. Are you here to make a wish to Erlang Shen?” Song Jiang asked the believers queuing behind him. “No, I’m here to fulfill a vow,” the man with the broken leg, leaning on a crutch, replied to Song Jiang.

"What vow are you fulfilling?" Song Jiang asked curiously.

“A few days ago I made a wish to make a fortune. As a result, I was hit by a car on the street the day before yesterday and broke my leg. The other party compensated me with a lot of money. This is because the True Lord heard my wish and came to fulfill it.”

After hearing this, Song Jiang was speechless, and Gongsun Sheng also frowned.

Gongsun Sheng pulled Song Jiang aside and spoke to him in a low voice.

After hearing Gongsun Sheng's words, Song Jiang also frowned and looked at Erlang Temple.

This way of fulfilling people's wishes doesn't seem like the work of righteous gods in the upper realm; it's more like the behavior of worshipping wicked gods.

Gongsun Sheng guessed that the Erlang Zhenjun enshrined in the temple had been replaced by something else.

“Mr. Gongming, you stay outside and meet me while I go in and search the place.”

"Mr. Yiqing, you must be careful," Song Jiang said worriedly.

“I can easily deal with those of average skill; as for those with higher cultivation than me, I also have the Five Thunder Heavenly Gang Orthodox Method newly passed down by my master to deal with them.”

Gongsun Sheng drew his Songwen Ancient Sword, climbed over the wall of Erlang Temple, and forced his way into the temple.

Because of his Taoist attire, Gongsun Sheng was not stopped from moving around in the Erlang Temple and was allowed to walk freely within the temple grounds.

The Erlang Temple is not large, and it is divided into three courtyards: front, middle and rear.

Gongsun Sheng entered the innermost backyard and found a large black dog lying there.

When Gongsun Sheng entered, the black dog opened its eyes, glanced at Gongsun Sheng, and then closed them again.

"Heh, so it's you, you fiend, causing trouble here?" Gongsun Sheng pointed his sword at Xiaotian Dog.

The Celestial Hound opened its eyes again and yawned at Gongsun Sheng.

"Monster, look at the sword!"

Gongsun Sheng swung his sword at Xiaotianquan's head, but Xiaotianquan opened its mouth and bit down on the blade of Songwengu Dingjian. With a burst of strength, it snatched the sword from Xiaotianquan's hand.

The celestial hound, with its sword in its mouth, rose from the floor tiles and used the sword in its mouth to retaliate against Gongsun Sheng.

The sword broke, and Gongsun Sheng fell to the ground. Xiaotian Dog threw the broken sword aside.

If the sword hadn't broken in the mouth of the celestial hound, Gongsun Sheng would have been killed by the hound with a single blow.

Gongsun Sheng stared blankly at his precious sword, then at the sleeping Howling Celestial Dog, momentarily lost in thought.

"How could it break?" Gongsun Sheng murmured.

"It's naturally a matter of weaponry," a gentle voice sounded behind Gongsun Sheng.

Gongsun Sheng turned around and saw a handsome man.

"Why did you come here to provoke me, you dog, for no reason?" Yang Jian asked Gongsun Sheng.

"I..." Gongsun Sheng was about to explain when Erlang Shen Yang Jian knew what he was thinking.

"It really was my dog ​​that caused this trouble," Erlang Shen laughed.

"Who are you?" Gongsun Sheng asked hesitantly.

“Of course I am the owner of this temple,” Yang Jian said with a smile.

"I'll repair your sword, but as for the bird droppings on it, I can't help you with that."

Yang Jian waved his hand at the broken sword on the ground, and the two broken pieces flew into Yang Jian's hand.

A beam of golden light shot out from between Yang Jian's eyebrows, blinding Gongsun Sheng.

Once his eyes could see again, Gongsun Sheng looked around but could no longer find the divine figure of Erlang Zhenjun.

Gongsun Sheng pulled the Songwen Ancient Sword, which had been reforged by Qingyuan Miaodao Erlang Zhenjun, from the floor tiles. The sword was covered with mysterious patterns, which were quite beautiful.

The large black dog was still lying in the shadows of the backyard when Gongsun Sheng realized what had just happened.

He smirked, laughing at himself for being so presumptuous as to dare provoke the Sun-Eating Dog.

But it was also a matter of chance.

It turns out he also had a connection to the immortals.

Song Jiang received three volumes of wordless heavenly books from the Goddess of the Nine Heavens, which filled him with envy.

Now he no longer needs to envy Song Jiang.

(End of this chapter)