"Master, it's easy to leave, I won't send you off."

Loomingly,

"Husband, this Taoist is too young, okay?"

"Small voice, my friend recommended it, should be reliable."

"What if it's not reliable?"

"I have given all the money. The Taoist priest's clothes are so messy and he sweats so much. He must have tried his best."

"But."

"Don't, I'll stay for two days first. If it's okay, you and Pipi will come back to live."

"By the way, what does the Taoist priest mean just now that he said he wouldn't let Pipi swim?"

"I don't know, I'll listen to the Taoist priest anyway."

“…”

It's a suspicion caused by the tender face.

Jiang Shouzheng touched his face,

Who told him to have no hair on his mouth?

Fortunately, I messed up my clothes and sweated.

As the saying goes, if there is no credit, there is still hard work.

Walking under the street lights that were uninhabited, I took out the money I put in my pocket, shook it, and the ink smelled fragrant~

This is the salary for paying for leaflets before eliminating the spirit.

Clicked a little.

The tuition and fees for this year are all.

I found a self-service bank nearby and deposited it.

Check out the balance-

RMB 6150.

Jiang Shouzheng nodded with satisfaction and handed over to the school in a few days.

This year, after constantly taking on the business of Huiling and sporadic part-time jobs, Jiang Shouzheng paid off his student loan and had some savings.

However, this money is far from enough.

The college entrance examination is about to be held, so you need to buy some nutritional supplements for yourself to supplement your nutrition;

After the college entrance examination, you will be in college, and the tuition is another expense;

Some time ago, the master said that the main hall had leaked and had been transferred five thousand times, but I don’t know if it was enough...

With this feeling, Jiang Shouzheng swept a shared bicycle and rode it towards the Taoist temple.

I stopped and returned the car halfway. After all, there was a no-parking area in the Taoist temple.

I stopped and had to pay the fare.

There is no light in the path of sheep intestine.

Tonight, the road was dark and dark.

Jiang Shouzheng opened his eyes to walk more steadily and save electricity.

At the end of the road, there is an eternal light.

Jiang Shouzheng walked forward in front of the light.

This is a dilapidated Taoist temple. The plaques of "Qingfeng Temple" have been decayed. If you don't look closely, they may be considered "Qingfeng Temple".

If you read it backwards, it can be read as "Seeing the Wind Green".

It tastes quite free and easy.

Therefore, the plaque has not been changed.

It's not because it's too poor.

The door was closed at this time.

Jiang Shouzheng leaned over slightly, and his legs pressed hard, climbing over the wall.

The Taoist temple is very small, with only one main hall, which enshrines the Taishang Laojun, that is, the Taoist ancestor.

Next to the main hall, there are two bungalows.

One is the Sutra Pavilion, which is mainly used to store the owner's comics and figures, and to put other miscellaneous items at the same time.

It is actually a bit of a sensation, after all, there is only one level.

The other is a quiet room for sleeping.

Jiang Shouzheng scooped a spoonful of water from the water tank, washed up, and slowly pushed open the door of the quiet room.

With cleverness, even the old wooden door did not make any sound.

"Come back?"

"Master of the Guan, I will return late at night. I will disturb you from purity. I hope you will forgive me."

Sure enough, no matter how small the sound is, the audience can always find themselves.

Sure enough, he has a deep skill!

"fine."

Since the viewer is awake, there is no need to close the door carefully.

OK ~

The door closes.

With his eyes open, Jiang Shouzheng returned to his bed.

The owner who was sleeping in his clothes was emitting a smell of alcohol, and it was his daughter's red.

"The master, drinking is not good."

The author is old and drinking can easily harm his body.

"It's okay, wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha's heart stays in his heart."

"Master Guan, we are Taoist priests." Jiang Shouzheng reminded.

"Oh, that's even more okay, don't worry, I have my own sense of responsibility."

Well, it seems to make some sense.

The observer is not a child, so you don’t have to worry too much.

Close your eyes and knee cross-legged to eliminate delusions.

Jiang Shouzheng's mana consumed quickly.

Then, the mana slowly grew.

Sitting and lying, without saying a word all night.

Occasionally, the observant's whispers:

"Close the door, the wind makes my feet cold."

...

...

It was dawn and the chickens crowed first.

Jiang Shouzheng opened his eyes, and the observer beside him had already stood up at some point.

I looked at the table, 4:30.

After meditating for less than two hours, Jiang Shouzheng's sleepiness was wiped out.

Now, as long as you are not overworked, Jiang Shouzheng does not need to sleep.

If you have poor energy, just meditate.

Change into practice clothes, go through the hall, and offer three incense.

In the square, the audience has practiced the eighth bird play.

Moving and moving ups and downs, like a god.

Birds circling around them, which is spectacular.

But this scene gave Jiang Shouzheng a headache.

After watching the master finish his merit, he asked with a wry smile:
Chapter completed!