When I walked out of the City God's Temple, I was still in a daze. I donated more than ten cents and walked back empty-handed. Zhuang Xun was still thinking about good and evil things, so much so that when he was about to bump into him, he reacted and fell backwards. Then he missed the person in front of him. Hit someone behind.
A violent impact pushed Zhuang Xun, who had no ability to resist, and he was pulled to the ground.
"Yeah!" He let out a muffled groan, not sure why Zhuang Xun was still a little dizzy after being hit to the ground.
"Brother, you have already reacted. Apologize!" A pretty woman scolded a heroic young man.
She is twenty years old, wearing a beautiful robe and a dark moire pattern. Her eyebrows are filled with tenderness. She has a pair of bright almond eyes, pure and lovely, a round nose, and full red lips. She has this kind of vitality and warmth of the sun. It gives people a sense of closeness and love.
She wanted to stretch out her hand to help Zhuang Xun, but then she thought of something and retracted her hand. Instead, she patted the boy on the back and said to him: "Hold him up and apologize."
"Sorry, it happened naturally. Do you need me to take you to the hospital?" The young man blushed and said embarrassedly, reaching out to pull Zhuang Xun up.
"No, it's nothing." Zhuang Xun shook his head.
His body hurt, but the other party was so polite that he didn't bother to pester him.
"It's better to go to the medical clinic and have a look. My brother didn't do anything lightly or harshly." The girl said with an apologetic smile.
"There are so many refugees in Yindu recently, and the medical center is very busy. Don't go and cause trouble to others. It's nothing serious. Besides, I'm not careful when I walk on my own." It's not a prank, the other party's attitude is very sincere, Zhuang Xun pats his clothes So he graciously let it go.
"I'm really sorry." The two apologized again and saw Zhuang Xun not pursuing further.
"I said it's okay, okay, I'm leaving." It was just a small episode, but Zhuang Xun was brought back to reality and no longer thought about gods, ghosts and monsters.
"Wait a minute, please tell me how to get to Jinguang Temple, young master." Seeing that Zhuang Xun was quite easy to talk to, the young man asked sheepishly.
"About a hundred steps along this street, there is a main road. If you walk half a mile to the left of the main road, you can see it." Zhuang Xun thought for a while and said, then looked at the pretty woman with green silk hair in a strange way.
"Thank you, thank you very much. Is there anything weird about this Jinguang Temple?" Noticing Zhuang Xun's strange eyes, the woman asked proactively.
"No, it's the Guanyin Dojo, which is also famous in Yindu." Zhuang Xun said casually. Naturally, it was impossible to tell a stranger directly, why are you, a girl waiting to be married, with your hair not tied up, going to the Guanyin Dojo?
A woman's hair tied up means she is a married woman, and hair loose means she is not yet married.
Visible to the naked eye, the woman's delicate face turned crimson.
"We are praying for our family. I don't know which temples are better. Can you recommend some?" the boy explained, easing his sister's embarrassment.
"Uh, no, I'm not very familiar with these things." Although there are gods, and some gods' abilities may help mortals, it's too late to believe now. Besides, the gods have said that you can just do good deeds by yourself.
"..." The young man looked at the nearby City God's Temple, and then at Zhuang Xun's decent clothes. It didn't look like he was going to eat porridge.
"I have buried a benefactor, but I can't perform any rituals for her. I can only come to the City God's Temple to wish the temple king a safe reincarnation for her." Zhuang Xun opened his mouth.
"Burying a benefactor? Can't perform rituals? Are you Zhuang Xiaolian?" the young man said in surprise.
"Xia Zhuang Xun, where did the young master know about Xun?" Zhuang Xun has already met two people who know him today.
"You are really filial and honest. Recently there is a rumor in the Yin Du Mansion that you spent all your family wealth to bury the daughter of the guilty minister. Although everyone does not like the daughter of the guilty minister, you are a filial and honest person who knows how to repay kindness, is not afraid of being implicated, and dares to do justice. Everyone was impressed." The young man looked at Zhuang Xun again, appreciating it a little more, as if he had an extra layer of filter.
This weird world is obviously greedy, but it is full of appreciation and pursuit of all kinds of beautiful qualities.
"You don't deserve this kind of praise." Zhuang Xun didn't think much about it at the time, he just wanted to let people bury him in peace.
"The Yu State has just given birth to people like Siqin Shengjing who live in desperation but do not care about serving the country. They need more people like Xiaolian as role models."
"You don't deserve this kind of praise." Zhuang Xun declined, but he was inexplicably promoted as Xiaolian. Now that public opinion is leading this way, he feels like he has fallen into some kind of conspiracy.
"Have you asked the young master for her name yet?" Zhuang Xunzhi asked politely.
"I'm Li Chengzhi, my sister Li Rusi. Chengzhi heard about Xiaolian's deeds and felt respectful. I'm so lucky to see Xiaolian today." Li Chengzhi said with his fists clasped.
"Mr. Li, isn't Miss Li a native of Yindu?" She asked for a topic.
Both of them can find fault in the temple, they must not be locals.
"Yes, we are from Chengguo. We went on a mission to Yuguo with our father. My father contracted the cold. Although he has taken medicine, we siblings still want to seek the gods to bless our father for his speedy recovery." Li Chengzhi revealed his family background and said that he had no scheming intentions. look like.
"Young lady is honest and filial, but I really don't know which temple is good. However, Taiqing Temple, the state religion of Yu State, is on Zhuque Street. You can go and have a look. Daming Temple and Dongxian Temple are also somewhat famous. Something like that." Zhuang Xun suggested.
Since gods and ghosts exist, immortals and demons must also exist, but it seems that one needs a connection with immortals to cultivate immortality. Otherwise, Zhuang Xun is also very curious about cultivating immortals, but he doesn't know if there are real immortals in these temples.
"Thank you, but where is Zhuque Street? Could you please show Xiaolian the way?" He bent down and asked. Zhuang Xun was a little surprised that the impetuous young man was so polite.
"Forget it, I'll take you there." Zhuang Xun looked at the sky and decided to do good deeds.
"Thank you so much, Xiaolian." Li Chengzhi said with his hands in hand.
"Why don't you bring a bicycle rack when you go out? There are many people in Yindu, and there are many pickpockets. You should be careful when going out like this." Zhuang Xun reminded.
Both of them were wearing brocade robes, and they didn't look like they couldn't afford carriages and horses.
"Originally, I wanted to see the difference between Yin Du and Ji Du. They were stolen just after they were hit, so I thought Xiaolian was also..." Li Rusi's words stopped here, and Zhuang Xun understood.
No wonder people are so grumpy.
"Forget it, it's good to clear up the misunderstanding, but it's useless for you to go to the temple without money, you can't even get in." Zhuang Xun couldn't help but say.
"Yu Guo entered the temple and asked for money?" Li Chengzhi was stunned.
"Of course, it's called incense money. Why do you want to enter the temple if you don't even burn incense?" Zhuang Xun recalled the time when he was curious and prepared to go to the temple to see it. Although it was not expensive, only five cents.
When I thought of the scenic spot at the time, I didn't think it was wrong. I thought there was nothing wrong with the gods and Buddhas only visiting rich people. But the reality is that this is a world with gods. It feels very inconsistent when I think about it now.
"Is it free for Cheng Guo to enter the temple?" Zhuang Xun asked in return.
"Take it." Li Rusi spoke concisely and concisely.
"But let's go to the temple..."
"That's because my family donates a lot on weekdays. Let's go back, little brother." Li Rusi tugged on his clothes.
"Sorry to trouble Zhuang Xiaolian, our siblings are going back." Li Rusi excused herself.
"Sorry, Zhuang Xiaolian, I'm sorry to trouble you." Li Chengzhi looked a little depressed.
"When praying to gods and Buddhas, just be sincere. Money is an external appearance. As long as you pray sincerely, the gods will definitely bless your father's health and recovery." Zhuang Xun said with blessing.
