"Yes, I..."
Just as he was about to continue, he waved his hand again: "Oh, you drive first, you will know when we get to the place."
I knew this was outrageous, but I didn't expect it to be this far.
According to the plan on the map, a building with a tall dome appeared in front of me.
The sound of singing reached my ears. I turned my head and saw a priest in a black robe leading believers in prayer.
Just as I was about to park, I was stopped by the little Taoist priest again.
"Not this!"
The big characters "Mary Sue Church" are clearly hanging here, so you are right.
He pointed to the path next to him: "Enter here."
Forget it, hold it in.
Following his instructions, I turned in along the path, and the little Taoist priest didn't let me stop until I saw a white house in front of me.
I looked around and saw that this must be the backyard of the church.
Apart from two covered trash cans, the only thing left in the backyard was this small dilapidated house.
For the first time, the little Taoist put away his playful smile and held his hands together, picking at each other.
"that……"
He half lowered his head and cleared his throat: "This is the room in front of you."
I became more and more shocked and asked, "Is this a Taoist temple?"
"Um."
In the blink of an eye, his voice was as low as the buzz of a mosquito, and he led the way and walked out first.
As my footsteps moved, I gradually saw clearly the sign stamped diagonally on the edge of the door.
"Praying for fate?"
The handwriting is a bit blurry, and there is a lot of dust on it, making it look particularly laborious.
The little Taoist priest paused and just nodded without speaking.
"Squeak."
The door of the dilapidated house was pulled open, and the little Taoist priest walked up first and bowed his head respectfully inside.
"Master, I'm back and I've brought guests."
"You can't entertain guests in a humble house, and you can't have a banquet without food. You kid..."
Before he finished speaking, a weak cough came from the room.
The little Taoist priest did not lower his clasped hands. He turned to look at me, pursed his lips and nodded.
I stepped up the steps in twos and twos, and what I saw was a yellowed three-dimensional portrait.
The straw mat on the side was half hidden in the shadow. The half-lying old man propped up his skinny forearms and sat up with great difficulty.
The simple movement of going from lying down to sitting made him breathless.
What I didn't expect was that he actually put his hands together and performed the Ziwu Qixing Jue.
"The donor is laughing at me, but the poor man is infected with wind and cold and cannot go to the ground."
I never expected that I would face such a scene.
I also cupped my fists and returned the greeting: "Senior, you're welcome. Chen Qi, the successor of the Northern School, salutes you."
"oh?"
The old man's cloudy eyes brightened obviously: "Are you from the Northern Sect?"
"Um……"
I hesitated for a moment. This identity was really hard to explain, so I nodded.
The old man made a gesture to stand up and kept saying: "Xiao An, go to the church and borrow a stool."
The little Taoist priest quickly bowed his hands and said, "You rest first, I'll go out and move the stool."
As soon as he turned around, he gave me a look, and I immediately understood.
After closing the door, he said, "You have seen everything you need to see."
"We had no money to rent a venue, so we moved the Taoist temple here. The rent of this house is much cheaper."
"However, the rent here is about to expire. If we move, we don't know where we will go."
This scene was completely different from what I imagined.
Now that I hear these words, I am inevitably a little shocked.
I always thought that I was going to die of poverty, but now I see that I still don’t have a correct understanding of the word poverty.
"I know I'm very much like a beggar." Xiao An scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed: "If it weren't for nothing, I wouldn't have brought you here."
"I feel like a loser for bringing my ancestors' inheritance to this point."
Thinking about the Sanqing statue I saw when I first entered the door, I really felt sad.
It's more helpless and sad than sad.
Some Taoist temples are extremely rich, while others are so poor that they have no place to place the Three Pure Ones.
They worship the same god, but their treatment is completely different.
Seeing that I was silent, Xiao An prayed again: "If it doesn't work out, can you lend me some money?"
I waved my hand, having made up my mind: "Fifty thousand in total, half for each person."
"fifty thousand?"
Xiao An suddenly raised his tone: "Why is the price given to me 10,000 yuan?"
When he asked this, I was stunned.
After thinking about it, it seems reasonable. Liang Hai is a businessman after all, and he can understand it when he sees people ordering dishes.
