In front of the White Crane Temple Lingguan Hall, Taoist priest Qingyang delivered a welcome speech, "Blessings for the prosperity of the country, happiness for the people, and world peace..."

Jiang You mingled in the crowd, with Tang Butian standing beside him.

She was wearing a white cashmere coat and dark red leather boots, looking very energetic.

Jiang You couldn't help but yawned. After rubbing his eyes, he asked Tang Butian in a low voice, "How much longer do you have to stand?"

"Now is the welcome ceremony. The ceremony to open the altar to welcome the gods will not begin until 9 o'clock sharp."

Jiang You looked around, took out his mobile phone, lowered his head and started scrolling through Weibo.

Click on Yang Xuan's super chat and sign in.

After a week of reflection, everything he said in Chaohua became relatively sane. He thought about it, opened WeChat, found Ding Tianhua, and sent him the latest photo of his yard.

Soon, he received a reply.

Ding Tianhua: Whose yard is it? Do you want to do marketing?

Jiang You: Mine. Look at the words on the plaque.

Ding Tianhua: You are really capable of twisting things.

Jiang You: I am planning to celebrate the Chinese New Year and open the business in March next year. Do you have any good plans?

Ding Tianhua: Wait until I come over in person to see if your photography skills are really good...Are you free now?

Jiang You: I was watching the Luotian Dajiao in Baihe. I was terribly sleepy. I have no time until tomorrow and next Friday.

Ding Tianhua: Then I will come over tomorrow and send you a WeChat message then.

Jiang You:Okay.

After Taoist Qingyang finished speaking, the secretary-general of the Taoist Association began to speak.

By reading novels and playing games, I lasted until the ceremony to welcome the gods ended at 10 o'clock.

Tang Butian took him to visit the nine altars, and then took him towards the back mountain. When she reached the middle of the wooden trestle, she stopped.

"What did you feel?"

"The spiritual energy is gathered, and I feel relaxed and happy." Jiang You leaned on the railing of the trestle and looked down. "The air is very good and has high oxygen content. Can I have a cigarette?"

"random."

Jiang You found a cigarette and lit it.

"I smelled the fireworks all morning, so I went back to buy a pound of pears to eat to clear my lungs," he exhaled the smoke. "Fortunately, I didn't bring any ground ginger."

"The one million did not go into the private account of the president of the Little Naughty Support Club, but went into an account controlled by Huichen Wealth. Now the money has been returned." Tang Butian calmly recounted.

"Have you been in contact with that president?"

"No."

"You are studying finance, so there is always a way to get in touch with him. He must have a lot of bitter gossip to pour out..."

"Me? How to contact me?"

Jiang You yawned, "Yes, look for your seniors to see if they are working as interns at Huichen, or in other companies in the same office building. If the president is fired later, find a way to keep an eye on them.

Hold him tight..."

Suddenly, he raised his head.

There seemed to be a trace of black shadow mixed in among the clouds in the sky, and then disappeared again.

"In the eight directions world, there are many layers of Luotian, and there are five stars and twenty-eight constellations."

"Have you seen "The Seven Lots of Clouds"?"

"No, there is an article on this website that mentioned that there is an evil god who steals the sky and changes the sun, and is enshrined in the altar. You just want me to confirm this, right?"

Tang Butian nodded.

"I can come over in the afternoon," Jiang You suggested sincerely. "I'm more awake in the afternoon and my eyesight is better. Maybe I can help you see which altar in seconds..."

"Just confirmation. No need to take action."

"It's penetrated very deeply, no wonder I have to use you to break the situation."

"What's the meaning?"

Taoist Qingyang came towards them from a distance.

Jiang You and Tang Butian stopped talking. When Taoist Qingyang approached, Jiang You said as usual: "Hello, Taoist Qingyang."

"Little friendly."

Then, Taoist Qingyang looked at Tang Butian and said, "Secretary-General Yang is at Lingguan Hall. He seems to have something to ask you."

"I see."

After Tang Butian left, Taoist Qingyang walked to Jiang You and said, "Xiao Tang hasn't come to see me for a long time."

Jiang You zipped up his jacket, "The mountain breeze is quite cold."

Taoist Qingyang looked at Jiang You, "If you, my little friend, want to learn Taoism, you can worship at White Crane Temple. Although you are old..."

"I have faith, a very pious one." Jiang You interrupted Qingyang Taoist.

"I see." Taoist Qingyang pondered for a moment, "Then I won't disturb the children's play."

"Well done, Taoist priest."

Jiang You stood on the trestle for a while, and then he received Tang Butian's WeChat message.
Chapter completed!