ps: [Parallel world, everything in the book has nothing to do with reality! Readers, please don’t bring reality into the book, so as not to affect the reading quality!]

In the early morning, after offering incense to the Patriarch, Zhang Qingyun sat cross-legged in the courtyard and began his morning homework.

People were coming and going in front of the Taoist temple in a hurry. But few people took a look inside the Taoist temple.

There were more pedestrians, so it was naturally noisy, but Zhang Qingyun seemed not to have heard it.

After many years, he has long been accustomed to this kind of life.

"if..."

After the morning recital, Zhang Qingyun stood up, still a little regretful on his face: "Tianshi Temple, if it is in the deep mountains and wild forests, even in the suburbs...here..."

Zhang Qingyun thought this way more than once.

How can we practice Taoism when the world of mortals is surrounded and noisy?

Taoism started relatively late in the magical capital, and it was only in modern times that it began to be preached in the magical capital.

At that time, Master Zhang Tianshi was preaching in the magic city, and this Taoist temple came into being.

But later, during the war, this Taoist temple was gradually abandoned.

It was not until the past few decades that Tianshi Temple had another owner.

In the past few decades of economic development, this place was originally a deserted place, but high-rise buildings have been erected. Tianshi Temple is surrounded by high-rise buildings.

Tianshi Temple is located on a pedestrian street with a large flow of people.

But...there is almost no incense here.

The Taoist temple is not large, covering an area of ​​less than three acres, and is divided into front and rear courtyards.

In this land where every inch of land is worth a lot of money, the Tianshi Temple is under the name of Zhang Qingyun. Although the popularity of the Taoist temple is not strong, no one cares about the Taoist temple. Fortunately, he is a serious Taoist priest and has a salary every month.

Zhang Qingyun was not happy to have such a piece of land ownership here.

Holding a broom and sweeping the yard, Zhang Qingyun occasionally raised his head and glanced at the top of his head. Be careful of falling objects. Once, Zhang Qingyun was hit by a falling object...

A clay flowerpot fell from an unknown floor and hit Zhang Qingyun on the head. His head was opened and he needed more than a dozen stitches.

Soon, the garbage was piled up, and the ingredients were very mixed.

There are cigarette butts, plastic bags, waste paper...

After putting the garbage into the trash can in front of the door, Zhang Qingyun went to the backyard. Zhang Qingyun lives alone in this Taoist temple and produces very little domestic garbage every day.

However, the economy here is developing very fast, and the surrounding areas are not high-end residential areas, but low-cost rental housing. The population here is very mixed, coming from all over the country, and there are even foreigners.

People's quality may be high or low, and falling objects are unavoidable. These garbage are thrown from the high-rise buildings on both sides of the Taoist temple. The composition of the garbage in the front yard is normal, but the garbage in the back yard is a little miserable.

If there were cameras, there would still be traces of high-altitude parabolic objects.

He has no money to install the camera... Food and drink are almost a problem, how can he have such spare money?

There is no evidence and I have called the police many times, but to no avail.

The population composition is too mixed. Ninety-nine percent of the people living here are tenants and migrant workers. You come and I leave. It is not a permanent place of residence, and the police are helpless.

Zhang Qingyun sighed with emotion: "I don't know who killed hundreds of millions of lives..."

On the ground, there is a brother's hood filled with white liquid, which is very dazzling...

Taking a broom and sweeping it into the garbage pile, Zhang Qingyun reluctantly put a pink omen into the garbage pile: "Fortunately, no one comes here, otherwise the reputation of poor Taoism will be ruined..."

Pack up the garbage and put it in the corner. Zhang Qingyun didn't dare to throw away such garbage during the day, because he was really afraid of causing misunderstandings. If someone discovered such garbage, he would be afraid...

After cleaning the front and back yards, I just arrived at the front yard.

"Snapped..."

A plastic belt fell in front of me, and soup splashed everywhere.

Silently he picked up the garbage bag and put it into the trash can in front of the door. He looked up to the west floor and sighed helplessly: "It's so hard to stop. I just hope they can... Forget it, if they still have the quality, I will do it every day."

Is it so hard?"

Taking a mop and wiping the soup, Zhang Qingyun returned to his room after the morning rush hour. "It's fine during the rush hour, but if it's the weekend..."

On weekends, these people from all over the country have no entertainment and stay in rented houses. Instead, there will be more airborne objects.

After cleaning the yard, Zhang Qingyun moved the ladder, cleaned the roof, and then started washing.

After washing up, Zhang Qingyun began to clean up his long hair, put it into a bun, and applied incense to the ancestor, and then he felt at ease.

He didn't have any specific work every day. After finishing all these tasks, it was already three o'clock in the morning. He walked out of the Taoist temple, went to the vegetable market to buy some food, and returned to the Taoist temple. In addition to chanting sutras, he also practiced calligraphy.

Today, Zhang Qingyun was a little disturbed.

Looking out the window with a lonely expression: "Is this how you want to spend your life?"

Zhang Qingyun has thought about this problem more than once. He is the only one in Tianshi Temple, and there is no one to talk with him. Today is his birthday, and no one sends a blessing.

"Before I knew it, I was thirty-two years old..."

After more than thirty years in the magical city, Zhang Qingyun found that he didn't even have a single friend.

Not to mention friends, people who were once familiar have become strangers.

In his memory, from the age he can remember, he has been practicing with his master in Tianshi Temple. He once heard the master talk about his life experience. At that time, he had just become the master of Tianshi Temple. When he opened the door in the morning, he saw that he was abandoned.

Zhang Qingyun in front of the Taoist temple.

The population structure of the Magic City is very complex. It is spread all over the world, both at home and abroad. Especially more than thirty years ago, the Magic City's economy began to take off and the population mobility became greater.

It’s not like now, where there are cameras everywhere and there are traces to follow. Thirty years ago, there were no cameras.

Therefore, Zhang Qingyun’s life experience cannot be solved.

Since he couldn't calm down, Zhang Qingyun went out and opened a vegetable garden in the backyard. At this time, the vegetables were green and growing well.

As soon as I walked out the door, there was a roar above my head.

Subconsciously he raised his head, and saw a ray of fire streaking across from south to north like a shooting star. As soon as he raised his head, the fire light strangely changed its direction and fell towards the courtyard.

The speed was too fast and there was no time to dodge. Zhang Qingyun hit him in the head before he could react.

“#￥%&@”

In an instant, after more than thirty years of practicing Taoism and cultivating Qi, Taoist heart collapsed: "God damn it, are you trying to kill me?"

This is the first time I have been hit by an airborne object. Before, it was just some daily necessities, and at most a flower pot was thrown down... Now it's better, I just started attacking with fire.

Just pour gasoline on it and burn it down.

"There's no need to open my head now, I'm about to burn..."

However, I subconsciously touched the top of my head and found that the hair was still there... and I felt no pain.

"Um?"

I ran to the bathroom and looked in the mirror: "It shouldn't be..."

The flame just now was very thick, as thick as a bucket, and several meters long... it fell on top of his head, and he was probably swallowed up by the fire.

Now, he is intact in the mirror. When he combs his hair, those stubborn hairs are still standing up to the sky in a unique shape.

He touched his face, pinched his ears, turned his head and took a closer look. Zhang Qingyun shrugged: "Just now... it must be an illusion... We must improve our food. We eat meat once every five days. It's not nutritious."

Go on, it must be low blood sugar..."

Although he received a monthly salary, it was not much. It was enough for his daily expenses, including buying Taoist temples for all his needs. He did not dare to squander it.

Therefore, life is easy, but money is tight. He eats meat every five days, so he saves a little here and there, and saves money.

"Snapped..."

As soon as I walked out of the bathroom, a black mobile phone fell at my feet.

In an instant, the phone fell into pieces.

I broke out in a cold sweat. I looked up and saw a woman in sexy clothes at the fifth floor staircase window. She slapped a handsome young man in the face and cursed: "

Scumbag!"

Then he went downstairs.

"This world is so..."

Stretching out his feet, he kicked the broken mobile phone into the garbage pile. Zhang Qingyun shook his head and sighed: "In this world, men and women... I don't know who is the scumbag of whom..."

Let's tidy up the vegetable garden...

Just like the yard, the vegetable garden needs to be cleaned every day, and there will be some garbage every night.

After cleaning up the vegetable garden, I was about to pile up the garbage and water it again.

"Master, excuse me, I just dropped my phone here, did you see it?"

Grandmaster?

He shook his head and did not correct himself.

You can call a Taoist a master, but it always feels awkward, as if there is no distinction between monks and Taoists.
Chapter completed!