—Jiuzhou Continent·Jingzhao City—
"Mom, what are you still doing? Now that your health is better, it's better to rest in the house more."
The speaker was the daughter of the old woman who had called Li Lan before. Later, she called Bai Ruo to find her daughter and gave her children some good jobs to accompany the old woman in Jingzhao City. This allowed the old woman to take care of her with peace of mind.
"Mom is fine. Mom is in good health now. Even if I go to work with you now, it won't be a problem." The old woman has been cultivating herself for a long time, and now her eyes are hale and hearty, and even the roots of her hair are a bit dark.
As a daughter, the right thing to do is to sigh and let the mother go: "Well, mother, be careful."
The people under the emperor did things very quickly. In just over a month, the wooden statue of Princess Anguo, the heroic and innocent god, was erected in the Sanqing Hall of Taiji Palace.
The emperor was also very kind and erected a wooden statue of the heroic and innocent god in Xuanyun Temple for ordinary people to worship. Naturally, the immortal elders of Xuanyun Temple did not stop him, but they still felt somewhat sad about Li Lan's promotion to immortality.
"Mom, do you need to rent a carriage to take you to Xuanyunguan?" After seeing her mother worshiping the statues at home and then bathing and changing clothes, the daughter knew that her mother planned to go to Xuanyunguan.
It's just that the wooden statue has just been carried into Xuanyun Temple in the past few days, and now naturally there are waves of people going to worship, so that the area around Xuanyun Temple is surrounded by water.
Although the old woman was relieved to take care of her health, she still refused to spend any extra money: "No, no, no, no, no, you are rich now, but it's not because of the immortal that Mrs. Bai Given this good job?"
Unable to resist his old mother, the daughter took the old woman to Xuanyun Temple together. Thanks to this period of recuperation, the old woman was a little breathless on the way, which was not close. Not even a pause.
People with green hair and green hair come and go, and Luo Shan cloth clothes are everywhere on the roadside. This was the first time that the foreign Taoist boy saw so many people coming to Xuanyun Temple. While he was busy rushing around in excitement, he also noticed something was wrong.
"Master, senior brother, why doesn't my sister come? The wooden statue looks so much like my sister, why doesn't my sister come and take a look?"
Xiao Daotong's understanding of life and death is still limited to the word in the book. Even if it is the death of his adoptive father, other than making Xiao Daotong realize that 'death' means that he will never meet again, he can't tell him more.
"Senior brother, it seems that I haven't seen my sister for a long time. Where has my sister gone?"
"On the day this wooden statue was delivered, they seemed to have mentioned my sister. Could it be that this wooden statue was made for my sister?"
As long as you are near a temple, there will definitely be profiteers selling high-priced incense candles. Regardless of whether you give some money for incense or not, Xuanyun Temple will provide incense and candles to pilgrims for free. The little Taoist boy is standing by the roadside, handing out incense and candles to the pilgrims who come to worship.
"My sister said she would go out for a while, but is this too long? I heard that my mother is about to give birth to a younger brother. My sister is so filial, why don't you come back to Jingzhao City?"
The senior brothers in the temple all knew about Xiao Daotong's past experience. They were afraid that if they spoke out, it would make people sad, so they kept it secret these days. Seeing that it was no longer possible to hide it, they didn't expect that someone with no foresight would come and cause trouble.
"Your sister?" People who come to the temple are not necessarily good people. Most of them are doing themselves countless evil things and looking for relief. "You, a little Taoist boy in a Taoist temple, will have a sister. You shouldn't be." Is it because of the mortal world?"
The little Taoist boy was stunned when he was asked. Not to mention that the master inside the temple had never said that the relationship between father, brother and sister should be regarded as non-existent, but the tone of his mouth was enough to make people confused.
"What? Did I say something wrong?"
Naturally, what this person said was wrong, but the little Taoist boy had no intention of arguing. The senior brothers were also afraid that they would lose face to the temple if they could not help themselves, so they naturally avoided it.
"With a brother like you, I guess your sister is not a good woman either." Some people are not happy with their lives, so no one cares about them. Now that they have finally found an outlet, they naturally have nothing good to say.
It's not that Xiao Daotong didn't dare to argue with this person, but he just didn't want to cause trouble, and he didn't have the intention to give this person any big reason. However, he didn't expect that this person would get worse and scolded the sister who saved him. Naturally, Xiao Daotong wanted to dissatisfied.
"My sister is Princess Ping'an, why do you say that about her?" Xiao Daotong's words were a little crying, which attracted the attention of everyone around him. "She has done countless things for everyone, and she never Please, why do you scold her?"
"Even if I have offended you, why do you scold my sister?"
"When sister comes, I will tell her that I won't help bad people like you in the future!" Xiao Daotong is still young after all. When his temper comes up, and it involves someone he cherishes, of course he can't bear it, and he can't bear it at all. No matter if what you say is extreme or not, just say it from your heart.
When the man heard what the little Taoist said, he just sneered at the side: "Isn't it that you, little Taoist, have burned out your brain, or you are crazy? Could Princess Ping'an be your sister? The one in her mother's belly has not yet been born. Come out!"
"Besides, even if Princess Ping'an is your sister, how could you not know that she is dead now?"
"If he hadn't died, how could he have been given the posthumous title of Princess An Guo, built a wooden statue, and been conferred by the emperor as a wise and simple god?"
Hearing this, Xiao Daotong was completely stunned, his eyes full of disbelief: "No, it's impossible, my sister is not my father..."
"Dad doesn't have money for medical treatment because of me, but sister can't, and sister..." When people are sad and shocked to a certain extent, they may even forget how to use crying to relieve the depression in their hearts. That's what Xiao Daotong is like now. , if I didn’t believe it yet, I would probably faint.
"Impossible, you are lying to me, right? You are lying to me...Sister, she will not die!"
Seeing this, all the senior brothers in the audience gathered around and stood between the little Taoist boy and the man. Seeing this, the latter just curled his lips and said: "Boqu, what kind of monks and practitioners are you? You are still talking nonsense!"
Looking at the junior brother who was squatting on the ground and hugging himself into a ball, everyone present didn't know what to do for a moment - they obviously wanted to hide it, but in the end it was better to tell the junior brother earlier, so as not to end up like this. .
"So, am I really what they say I am, some kind of evil star?"
The little Taoist boy surrounded in the middle suddenly raised his head, and the tears on his face had been secretly wiped away: "They all said that at that time, anyone who is good to me will be killed by me, but dad said that I am not, Daddy said that he happened to be poor and would have a boy to support him in his old age."
"But then daddy left."
"Now that my sister is gone, is it all me?" The little Taoist boy didn't want to win the sympathy of everyone with his tears, but there was a sudden noise in the audience, and someone didn't know what happened, interrupting the consolation of the senior brothers.
(End of chapter)
