In the early morning, the continuous rain for several days finally dissipated, a red sun slowly rose from the eastern sky, and mist enveloped the entire city.
Xiaoming Mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist, and a Taoist temple stands on the top of the mountain, just like a fairyland in another world, inviting people to worship.
Facing the mist, a man and a woman climbed up from the foot of the mountain. The man was very young, about 17 or 18 years old. He was a teenager. He had an ordinary appearance, tall and thin. He was wearing casual autumn clothes, which made his figure look much taller.
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The woman is like a beautiful young woman, with delicate and soft facial features, a plump and graceful figure, wearing a red sportswear, but she cannot conceal her mature and charming charm, which makes people heart-throb.
Halfway up the mountain, the young woman seemed to be unable to walk. She leaned half on the boy and breathed softly: "Brother, sister can't walk a little bit."
The young man showed a trace of concern, but was full of complaints: "Sister Yuyuan, I told you that you are not feeling well. Come back another day, but you will not listen."
The young woman shook her head gently and said sadly: "If you don't come and pay your respects, my sister will feel uneasy..."
"Okay, okay, I understand." The young man interrupted the young woman, took two steps forward, squatted down: "Come up!"
Looking at the young man squatting in front of her, the young woman smiled with a hint of joy and satisfaction on her face. She stepped forward and lay on the young man's back. The young man held the young woman's thighs with both hands, stood up, and lifted her upwards while climbing to the top of the mountain.
While murmuring: "There is nothing to worry about. No matter what you encounter in the future, I will be there to support you."
The young woman pressed her round chin on the young man's shoulder, listened, her eyes were moist, she hummed softly, and hugged the young man's neck tightly.
The two people were Shangguan Nengren and Xin Yuyuan.
Last night, the relationship between the two made a breakthrough. Although they were willing to do each other, as men, Shangguan Nengren had the mentality of taking advantage, so naturally there was not much pressure. Xin Yuyuan was different. After all, she was bringing a daughter.
The widow, although her target was a capable man, felt a little uneasy when it suddenly developed to this point.
After tossing and turning all night, Xin Yuyuan got up before dawn and went to Qingyun Temple to offer incense and petition. Xin Yuyuan was not a superstitious person, but her thoughts were confused and she always wanted to find a spiritual comfort, so she thought of Qingyun Temple, which was passed down by word of mouth in the local area.
Shangguan Nengren tortured her for an hour last night. When she was taking a bath, Shangguan Nengren couldn't hold back and tortured her for more than an hour, making her walk a little difficult. Shangguan Nengren didn't want her to move around, but Xin Yuyuan insisted on going.
, had no choice but to accompany her to Xiaoming Mountain.
Although the rain has stopped, due to the temperature difference between day and night, fog started to form in the second half of the night. When going out, the sky was filled with fog and the visibility was not high. Afraid that Xin Yuyuan would catch a cold, he could only pay a high price for a taxi. When he paid, he felt very distressed.
The price was RMB 50 during the day, but now I have to pay RMB 200. You black-hearted driver, curse you for not having a baby.
There are several roads up the mountain, but there is only one staircase road, and the remaining ones are all human-made paths.
On both sides of the mountain road, there are rows of graves, which look ghostly in such a foggy day.
Xiaoming Mountain is the burial ground of Huabei City, and because of its small size, it is named Xiaoming Mountain. The Qingyun Temple on the top of the mountain is said to be built to save the dead and ascend to heaven. The tomb and Taoist temple complement each other.
Although it was very early, when Shangguan Nengren came to the top of the mountain carrying Xin Yuyuan on his back, there were already many devout believers waiting outside the Taoist temple. Among them were well-dressed people, some with sick faces, and even beggars sitting aside with a table in front of them.
The broken bowl actually has quite a lot of meaning inside, and the three big red tickets are particularly eye-catching.
Upon seeing this, the capable man from Shangguan sighed: "The world is really crazy. Those who beg for food earn much more than those who work."
"Brother, don't talk nonsense." Seeing everyone's eyes turning to this side, Xin Yuyuan's cheeks turned red and she struggled a little: "Hurry up and let sister down."
"Oh." Shangguan Nengren let go of his hand and slowly put Xin Yuyuan down: "Be careful."
Seeing the Shangguan capable man being so attached to Xin Yuyuan, an old woman in her sixties nodded with a smile: "Girl, you have a good brother."
"Hey, I think so too." Shangguan Nengren was not modest at all and tried his best to show off his talents: "Sister Yuyuan, are you tired? Are you thirsty? Are you hungry? I'll pretend to be a big horse and you can ride..."
Xin Yuyuan's face was so red that he could boil an egg: "Don't make trouble and make people laugh."
The people around him had already laughed out loud, and Xin Yuyuan was even more embarrassed, pulling Shangguan Nengren's ear and walking aside.
"It hurts, it hurts, sister Yuyuan, be gentle, be gentle!" Shangguan Nengren covered her ears, hunched over, and was pulled away by Xin Yuyuan like a monkey. The believers continued to laugh, and the golden crow gradually rose.
The fog also dissipated a lot.
Qingyun Temple is a very strange Taoist temple. Its opening time is not fixed. It is said that the opening time every day is determined according to the temple owner’s wake-up time. Similarly, the retreat time will also refer to the temple owner’s rest time. This has not been the case in ancient and modern times at home and abroad.
Yes, but I don’t know why, those devout believers have no complaints about it, and even enjoy it.
Shangguan Ningren and Xin Yuyuan were quite lucky today. After waiting for more than ten minutes, just after seven o'clock, a ten-year-old Taoist boy opened the door of the Taoist temple and sang loudly: "The Qingyun Temple is open. Believers can enter the temple to offer incense and pray for blessings."
, be at peace!"
Shangguan Nengren: "..."
Looking at the devout believers pouring into the Taoist temple, Shangguan Nengren suddenly felt that this was not a Taoist temple, but a teahouse, and the little Taoist boy at the door was greeting guests: "One person please come in, one person please come in, and the waiter will watch the tea!"
"
"What kind of unlucky Taoist temple is this? How can it be like this!" Shangguan Nengren's face was full of black lines: "Sister Yuyuan, are you sure this place is very effective?"
"This...I've also heard..." Xin Yuyuan looked confused and looked at the little Taoist boy holding his nose at the door, feeling as if...he had come to the wrong place.
"Hey, hey, those two over there, what are you talking about?" The little Taoist saw Shangguan Nengren and Xin Yuyuan muttering on the side. He felt unhappy and shouted: "If you don't come in, leave. If you come in, hurry up. You don't know how much time you have."
Money, money cannot buy time, time is precious!"
Shangguan capable people have black lines all over their faces.
"..." Xin Yuyuan turned around: "Brother, we may have come to the wrong place, let's go!"
"No!" Shangguan Ningren has never encountered such a trail, and there is no such chaos in the memories of cultivators. In his opinion, this is a concentration camp for liars.
Xin Yuyuan was dragged up the mountain early in the morning, and he spent three times more fare than usual. He carried Xin Yuyuan up to the top of the mountain when he was halfway up the mountain. Who is responsible for these losses? The capable man in Shangguan vented his anger on the trail boy and took a big step forward.
He walked over, pinched the little Taoist boy's head with his big hands, and grinned: "Kid, what did you just say?"
There was no sound in the decathlon, which showed that the little Taoist boy could not reach the lowest level F in any of his abilities. This also made Shangguan Nengren more sure that this place was a concentration camp for scammers, and he was determined to find trouble.
"Brother, what are you doing? He is still a child, don't scare him!" Xin Yuyuan was startled, and hurriedly came over to pull Shangguan Nengren away, scolding: "This is a quiet place for Taoism, don't mess around."
"Hmph!" The little Taoist boy straightened his bun and said in a very annoying tone: "That's right, in this quiet place of Taoism, we don't allow others to act arrogantly. Leave quickly, or else I'll hit you with thunder from my palm and reveal your face!"
This time, not only Shangguan Ningren, but also Xin Yuyuan's face turned dark.
Thunder in the palm? Appear? What is all this?
Xin Yuyuan let go of his hand: "Brother, I thought about it, you'd better do whatever you want!"
Shangguan Nengren: "..."
Seeing Shangguan Ningren coming over with a ferocious smile, the little Taoist boy panicked: "You... what do you want to do? Don't come here... Wow! Dad! Help!!!!"
Shangguan Nengren is so cruel! He picked up the little Taoist boy and pressed him on his lap. He slapped his butt with a big slap: "I will make you arrogant! I will let you be defeated! I will let you palm thunder! I will let you reveal yourself! I won't
If your butt blossoms after being spanked, you won’t know for whom the chrysanthemum blooms!”
Bang bang bang bang...
The boy on the trail burst into tears and cried so hard that his buttocks were about to burst.
"Who is making noise here!?" A loud shout came from the Taoist temple. In a moment, a middle-aged Taoist priest walked to the gate and saw the little Taoist boy being spanked by a strange boy. His face suddenly twitched: "Brother's men
Show mercy!"
"Huh?" Shangguan Ningren raised his head and looked at this middle-aged Taoist priest, who is of medium height, medium build, and ordinary appearance. He wears a Taoist robe, a Taoist hat, double-faced shoes, a whisk in his hand, and a handful of goats on his chin.
Hu made him look a bit like a Taoist scholar.
Shangguan Nengren's expression changed, he let go of the little Taoist boy, stood up, and looked down at the middle-aged Taoist priest with a slightly solemn expression.
This...this Taoist priest is weird!
"Thank you so much, brother." Seeing the capable man let go, the middle-aged Taoist breathed a sigh of relief, bowed his head, and thanked the capable man.
"Wow! Dad, he spanked me, it hurts so much! My butt is going to rot! Help me take revenge!" When the little Taoist boy saw the middle-aged Taoist priest, he felt like a savior and rushed towards the middle-aged Taoist priest with runny nose and tears.
In my arms, I blew my nose and wiped it with the robe of a middle-aged Taoist priest.
"..."
The middle-aged Taoist priest had a look of helplessness on his face and scolded: "Shut up, you bastard! You must have offended this little brother, otherwise how could I teach you a lesson!"
"Wow! Mom is gone! Dad doesn't want me anymore! Mom! I miss you so much!" After being scolded by the middle-aged Taoist priest, the little Taoist boy cried and shouted for his mother.
The middle-aged Taoist priest felt pain in his eyes, sighed softly, touched the little Taoist boy's head, turned his head, and said to Shangguan Humane with an apologetic face: "Brother, don't blame me, this son lost his mother when he was young, and the poor Taoist can't bear the harshness, so he ordered him
If you develop such a stubborn character, you will definitely have to be disciplined strictly in the future to prevent what happened today from happening again."
Shangguan Nengren shook his head: "The Taoist priest is serious. The child should be naughty. It will be fine when he grows up."
The middle-aged Taoist priest chuckled: "I have such a good temper...eh?"
After staring at Shangguan capable man, the middle-aged Taoist priest asked in surprise: "Brother, are you from the same Taoist group?"
"Uh..." Others didn't understand, but Shangguan Nengren knew what the middle-aged Taoist priest meant. He quickly walked up to the middle-aged Taoist priest and stretched out his hand: "Hello, Taoist priest, my name is Shangguan Nengren. I am a local citizen and I am in high school.
, what do you call Taoist Priest?"
The middle-aged Taoist priest couldn't laugh or cry. How can Taoist priests have the etiquette of shaking hands! However, the Shangguan masters all extended their hands. I'm sorry if I don't shake them. He handed the fly whisk to his left hand and shook hands with the Shangguan master: "The poor Taoist Qingyun Temple is the master of Shou Yang.
son."
"If you find an E-level cultivator, do you want to absorb it?"
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