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Seeing that the Chinese New Year is coming, all kinds of electric speakers and voices are mixed in the market, people are coming and going, flowing endlessly, and it is very lively.

In the ancient temple not far away, fireworks are rising, people are surging, and the sound of firecrackers is endless.

A young man with a handsome face and a refreshing smile walked among the crowd in a blue tweed dress, looking around casually, and even leaning over to look at the stalls beside the road from time to time, picking up some gadgets to check them casually.

"Boss...what does it cost to have one?"

"Eighty-five..." Looking at the other party's refreshing smile, the aunt who was guarding the stall grinned and said, "It usually costs twenty people!"

"Fifty!" The young man took out Zhang Ershi and handed it over.

The aunt hesitated for a moment, immediately reached out to take it, and laughed and said, "You must come to me for it next time!"

"If you have to, you have to!" The young man reached out and pulled a plastic bag from the stall, put the gadget in his hand in it, held it in his hand, and continued to walk forward with the crowd.

In front of the ancient temple, some people rushed into the temple.

The young man slowly followed the crowd to the temple. Under the eaves of the ancient temple, rows of old men and old ladies were sitting, staring at the stage across the street with concentration.

On the stage, several female characters with big faces were singing in their voices.

Standing under the eaves and listening to the passage, it seemed to be interesting, so the young man leaned lazily against a pillar next to him and listened; he ignored the beautiful little daughters who were entering and leaving the temple next to him and peeked at him from time to time.

After watching a paragraph, with the sound of a clapper, the game was soon over; the old men and women slapped their legs one after another, saying that Chen Shimei deserves to be damned, and she guessed that she would be moving the dog's head in the next game.

The young man was not nostalgic. He looked around and suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked into the temple behind him.

After taking a look, he walked into the temple.

The temple was filled with fireworks, and the two incense burners were filled with various incense candles, and the incinerator not far away was even more heat waves. There were also helpers from the temple next to them, hugging the densely packed incense candles on the incense burners, throwing them into the incense furnace and incinerating them directly.

The space on the incense burner that had just been vacated by the helper was filled with people in a flash; it forced the helper to carry it back and forth, which made people very worried whether he would be burned by the candlelight the next moment.

Someone next to him kept throwing a hanging paper money into the incinerator, causing the flames in the furnace to rise even more.

The young man stood in the corner, looking at the rising flames in front of him, and then at the crowds of people kneeling over there, there seemed to be a flash of strange light in his bright eyes.

At some point, the young man closed his eyes slightly and stood like that in that corner, as if he was asleep.

But when he stood there, he really felt that he had completely integrated into the ancient temple and became part of the ancient temple. No one of the people coming and going noticed the existence of young people.

Even if someone occasionally glances over him, he will not stop and no one will pay attention.

He stood like this, and his spiritual consciousness had already been released; inside the spiritual consciousness, he saw countless spiritual lights in this temple, both strong and weak; after careful identification, it turned out to be the people who prayed for blessings.

These spiritual lights gathered and led to the divine platform, forming a huge spiritual light.

This huge spiritual light ball sometimes feeds back to a certain spiritual light around it, and goes in and out, as if the heaven and earth are in and out.

The spiritual consciousness that had been quite chaotic fell on these cycles, and as these inspiration lights came in and out, they also strangely began to gradually become clearer and smoother.

The young man's seemingly plain face showed a slight look of surprise and excitement. As time passed, his face gradually became stable.

Moreover, there seemed to be something flashing slightly on his chest.

Those people who were kneeling suddenly felt a sense of clarity in their heads. Originally, in this temple, the smoke of candles and the heat waves of the incinerator beside them, the feeling of a little annoying and heat fading away, and the whole body was faintly cool...

The people raised their heads in surprise and looked around for a while. Only then did they find that the others around them seemed to feel this wonderful change just like themselves.

"The Bodhisattva has appeared, the Bodhisattva has appeared..." he muttered secretly excitedly, and then he kowtowed one by one again, and then he was extremely pious and kowtowed...

Only the young man stood in the corner, his face was even more pure...

It was like this, and I don’t know how long it took, when the young man opened his eyes, it was gradually getting darker; and his eyes, which were originally bright, seemed to be much dimmed, but it became clearer and calmer...

"I didn't expect that there was something unexpected gain!"

Feeling that his spiritual sense that had been mixed with it had obviously become much more purified, the young man breathed a long sigh of relief; smiling along the sparse flow of people, slowly walked out of the temple, looking at the sky, it seemed that it would be dark in another hour.

He immediately walked slowly towards somewhere with his bag...

Standing in front of an iron door, he knocked on the door gently.

"Who...why are you rushing for this meal?" A woman's impatient voice came from the door.

The young man smiled slightly and sang: "Sister-in-law, it's me!"

"Who?" The small door on the iron door was opened. A woman stretched out her head and looked at the young man outside the door for a moment. After a moment of silence, a happy expression appeared on her originally deserted face and said, "It's Brother Fang... Come on, come in, come in!"

While shouting happily, he turned around and shouted: "Lao Liu, Lao Liu... see who is coming!"

"Who is here?" A thin man in the house, holding a doll about three or four years old, walked out.

He looked up at the young man at the door, and suddenly he was stunned. Then he shouted excitedly: "Ah...Brother Fang, why are you here today? Hurry up... Isn't you invited Brother Fang in yet?"

A few years have passed, and there has been no change in the Tang Laoliu family; the shrine in the main hall is still the same, and the soul-suppressing ruler is still placed on the shrine, but there is a small electric car in the house, and a few more pinyin maps on the wall, which is less cold.

Tang Laoliu enthusiastically introduced into the fire room inside, which was quite warm inside. The fire was burning vigorously in the red brick fireplace, and there was no trace of chill.

"It's been three or four years in a blink of an eye, and my nephew is so tall!" He took off his tweed clothes and put them aside. Looking at the child who looked like Tang Laoliu in front of him, Xiaonan smiled and reached out to touch the little baby's head.

The little doll originally showed a look of fear on her face, but when Fun Xiaonan looked at her, she suddenly stopped hiding. She obediently asked Fun Xiaonan to touch her, and her face showed a well-behaved expression.

"Oh... Imitation brother, you are worthy of being my benefactor. Xiaoqiang has always been afraid of life; he is not afraid at all when he sees Imitation brother!" Tang Laoliu said with joy.

Fun Xiaonan smiled, reached out and took out the two gadgets he just bought, handed them to Xiaoqiang, and said, "Come on... the toy that uncle gave you!"

"Thank you uncle..." Xiaoqiang was filled with joy when he looked at the electric toys.

"Oh, oh... come here, what other gifts are there?" Tang Laoliu said, but his face was full of joy.

"Why are you polite to me? I'll play with Xiaoqiang!" Fun Xiaonan said with a faint smile.

Tang Laoliu nodded and smiled, "I only heard last year that you had a child, so I went to see it specially; as a result, you were not at home, so I had to come back!"

"You're here this time, so we brothers should have two drinks!"

Fun Xiaonan nodded and smiled, "Of course I have to drink two drinks!"

After drinking all night, Fun Xiaonan, who was sixty or seventy minutes drunk, lived in Tang Laoliu's house.

The sister-in-law of the Tang family prepared the room for her, but it was clean, and the new quilt was filled with the smell of the sun.

I slept well this night, not as strange dreams and nightmares as I usually have. I don’t know if it’s the effect of this wine or the benefits of the temple during the day.

The next morning, the sister-in-law of the Tang family gave her some clean porridge and pickles, which was quite suitable for Xiao Nan's appetite.

The sister-in-law of the Tang family prepared the porridge and pickles, so she took Xiaoqiang out as if she had gone out.

"Imitation brother...you come here this time, just come to visit me from time to time!"

After a bowl of porridge was over, Tang Laoliu had a whole face and looked at Fun Xiaonan and asked in a deep voice.

Fun Xiaonan was a little stunned, then laughed, put down the porridge bowl in his hand, and said slowly: "Lao Liu also saw that something is wrong with me?"

"No...of course not!" Listening to Fun Xiaonan's words, Tang Laoliu seemed to be relieved. He looked at Fun Xiaonan and smiled bitterly: "If it weren't for your appearance that has not changed, I remember some of my Laoliu's things. I almost... thought you were faked by someone else!"

Xiaonan's face gradually became colder, and he shook his head and said, "If I say I am someone else, there is nothing wrong with it!"

Tang Laoliu stared at Fun Xiaonan's eyes and suddenly took a breath. The soul-suppressing ruler hanging around his waist reached his hand; his left hand even held a hand of spiritual talisman.

Fun Xiaonan's eyes turned slightly cold, and his face suddenly became cold, but then he slowly relaxed again. He smiled bitterly and waved his hand and said, "Lao Liu... Put it down... You are useless to me!"

Hearing this, Tang Laoliu also smiled bitterly, put down the soul-suppressing ruler and spirit talisman in his hand, shook his head and sighed, "Yes, no matter whether you imitate brothers or not, what use are these things for you?"

"That's right!" Fun Xiaonan nodded, picked up the porridge bowl and scooped himself up, picked up a handful of pickles and stirred it in the porridge. "Gudong Gudong" took two more mouthfuls before breathing, saying, "This porridge is really good!"

"If you like it, eat more bowl!" Tang Laoliu said helplessly.
Chapter completed!