"Dao Chief, what's wrong with my child, why has he been in a daze since the beginning" Li Lixia looked at her son a little anxious, and was in a daze as soon as she was made by this Dao Chief, this couldn't be more weird.

"Xiao Yan, why are you in a daze" Qian Xiaolin couldn't help but ask his cousin.

At this time, Li Xiaoli woke up suddenly, and muttered to himself: "I had a dream, a long dream, in addition, cousin Xiaolin, my name is not Xiao Yan, my name is Li Xiaoli"

The surroundings fell silent instantly, Qian Xiaolin was surprised for a while, while Li Lixia was stunned for a moment, and then cried.

Li Lixia said in her heart: Is her child's evil disease cured?

Li Lixia glanced at Qingzhu with a smile in her eyes, but said to her son: "Son, yes, you are our child Li Xiaoli, it's not Xiao Yan, you are finally good."

Li Xiaoli nodded heavily and said, "Well, I'm Li Xiaoli, not Xiao Yan."

Li Xiaoli's expression at this time, although he also felt a little timid, still forcibly made himself look a little more confident.

Although he only has a little bit of self-confidence, for Li Xiaoli, it is also progressive.

"Xiaoli, I always feel like you've changed somewhere," Qian Xiaolin muttered.

"Well, although I am not Xiao Yan, I will work hard in the direction of Xiao Yan, his struggle, his efforts, his perseverance, his determination, and all the advantages in him, those are what I don't have, however, I will learn from his advantages" After Li Xiaoli finished speaking, he bowed deeply to Qingzhu's side.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, the little layman doesn't need to be thanked," Qingzhu helped Li Xiaoli up, and said with a faint smile, "The so-called dream is not just a matter of talking, the layman still has to put it into action."

"Well, Dao Chief, I understand, thank you, Dao Chief," Li Xiaoli said firmly.

Chasing his dreams, becoming the person he wants to be, the dream that belongs to Li Xiaoli, today, is about to start from his feet

The small Taoist temple on Qingyun Peak is still quiet.

Looking at the backs of Qian Xiaolin, Li Lixia and Li Xiaoli and their entourage, Qingzhu wiped the fine sweat on his forehead, and said with palpitations: "Immeasurable Tianzun, fortunately, Poor Dao also likes to use his mobile phone to watch, I just watched Dou Po Firmament not long ago, and I am still familiar with the storyline inside, otherwise, I would be really blind this time."

At this time, a slow-moving figure appeared behind him, and as soon as Qingzhu turned around, he saw the ugly and ugly big radish ginseng, which was walking towards Qingzhu with small short legs.

"Hey, what is that Breaking the Sky you just said," Ginseng asked puzzled.

"Well, it's the name of a book, the Internet, which tells the story of a young man's road to success, Li Xiaoli's child is too fascinated by the Internet, so he will become like this" Qingzhu said casually.

"Really, it's still fascinating to watch, so can you show the deity?" asked the big radish with an expectant expression.

"Modern online literature is indeed quite addictive sometimes, hey, you are a plant, you don't understand what I tell you," Qingzhu said.

"The deity also wants to see" The big radish ginseng ran over and was about to grab the mobile phone with Qingzhu.

"Look, turnips, you don't have a finger

Temperature, I can't use my phone, you hurry up and give me a bowl of water to drink, after talking so much, I'm very thirsty, okay?"

As soon as the big radish ginseng left, at this time, the system that had been diving for many days suddenly said loudly: "Ding Host has completed a randomly triggered task and got a chance to draw a lottery, whether to draw now"

"Pump"

Qingzhu only said one word, he was naturally happy to be able to draw the lottery, but fortunately, he was not busy in vain just now.

The draw began, and the long-lost disc reappeared, the hands turned, and after a few seconds, it stayed in a very small area.

"Congratulations to the host, you drew a candy ball, filial piety candy ball, do you want to accept it now?" the system asked.

"Accept, but, Brother System, are you sure I only drew one candy ball" Qingzhu asked with some disappointment.

"It's not an ordinary sugar ball, it's a filial piety sugar ball," the system emphasized.

"So what, isn't it still a candy ball," Qingzhu said even more disdainfully.

"This candy ball is not for you to eat, keep it well, it will be useful in the future" After saying this, the system disappeared.

In the next few days, the construction team that built the ashram reached the top of the hill, and after the foundation was solidified, the house was built layer by layer.

Seeing the three quiet rooms growing taller and taller little by little, Qingzhu's heart couldn't be happier.

Anyway, on this day, when it was almost noon, the pilgrims were basically dispersed, and Qingzhu was also relieved, and was about to turn around and go to the backyard to have a look, ready to cook and eat.

Suddenly, he heard footsteps behind him, accompanied by angry reprimands: "You bear child, come over to me"

Qingzhu looked back and saw a middle-aged woman with an apron tied around her waist, forcibly dragging a little boy who should be about ten years old and walking towards the Taoist temple.

The little boy resisted all the way, and didn't seem to want to follow, but he didn't cry, just a stubborn look of disbelief.

Qingzhu stepped forward curiously and asked, "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, two laymen, what are you doing here?"

After the middle-aged woman saw the green bamboo, she said angrily: "Hello Dao Chief, my child has fallen into evil, I heard that the Taoist view is effective, I will take him to see"

Qingzhu was stunned for a while, two days ago high school student Li Xiaoli was fascinated, his parents said that he was evil, why did a younger child come here today, why are children popular now?

Qingzhu quietly opened the eyes of the sky to take a look, there was no bad black aura on this little boy's body, and then looked at the women, women were also normal, obviously not really evil.

Qingzhu frowned and said: "Female layman, the poor road is the master of the Qingsong Temple, according to the poor road, you and the child are normal, and it should have nothing to do with the evil spirit, but what do you mean by the evil spirit?"

Listening to Qingzhu say that he is the Taoist of Qingzhu, the master here, the middle-aged woman was obviously stunned, she has always been at the bottom of the mountain, and I have heard that the Taoist on the top of this mountain is very powerful, so I came with the child.

She didn't expect that Daoist Qingzhu would be so young, so young, could he solve her problem

Therefore, in their hearts, women seem to have lost hope in Qingzhu, and most of them have been fooled.

However, in line with the idea of a dead horse being a live horse doctor, he still said to Qingzhu: "My child is usually quite obedient, but I don't know what to do."

At the beginning of the time, I was obsessed with watching live broadcasts on my mobile phone, and when I was not at home, I took my mobile phone to tip the anchor, and you said that it would be okay to reward three or five yuan, who knew that he actually "

At this point, the woman's tears were about to fall, and she slapped the child on the buttocks.

The child was obviously very honest and didn't cry out in pain, but he shouted unconvinced: "What's wrong with not spending you some money?"

The woman gritted her teeth angrily, and said with hatred: "Dao Chief, look at it, look at his eyes, is he still like a child, isn't this evil or not evil, whose child will give thousands of dollars to others once with their parents' hard-earned money?"

Qingzhu thought that the problem would not be too serious at first, but when she heard the woman say thousands of yuan, Qingzhu was also angry, and it was easy for her parents to make money

Especially when Qingzhu saw the simple clothes of the middle-aged woman, his heart was even more nameless

The woman was not a rich man at first glance, she wore an apron all day long, and she did not look like a cook, she must have helped in a restaurant, and it was impossible for her to have a high income.

A few thousand yuan is likely to be just a meal for a wealthy person like the Ouyang family, but for an ordinary laborer, it is likely to be saved for a whole year.

However, this loser son casually rewarded his parents' hard-earned money to the anchor, how can this not make people angry

"Isn't it just 5,000 yuan, my classmates have rewarded a lot more than me, tens of thousands," the little boy shouted unconvinced.

Qingzhu raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help asking: "Little layman, poor Dao asked you, what do you do at your classmate's house?"

"My fellow is in business, what's wrong," the little boy replied immediately.

The middle-aged woman sighed, there was a deep inferiority complex hidden in the depths of her eyes, her parents have the ability, she has no ability, the child said this, she felt even more uncomfortable in her heart, as if there was a knife poking her heart.

Qingzhu nodded slightly, feeling that this child was indeed not lightly ill, so he had to squat down, soften his tone and asked, "Little layman, why are you rewarding that anchor?"

"I think she's beautiful, and I like her expression of thanking me in front of all the netizens, and every time I hear the anchor read my name, I feel a sense of accomplishment," the little boy said this, his eyes full of joy.

It seems that at a young age, this child is addicted to the virtual world and cannot extricate himself.

Therefore, the child in front of him is obviously not evil, but like Li Xiaoli, he is a heart disease.

At the same time, Qingzhu was also a little angry with the anchor, but if you think about it carefully, other anchors spend their own energy and time to engage in live broadcasts, making everyone happy, and they also pay a lot of labor, and the money from the reward is a legitimate income, there is no reason not to, so it seems that the anchor is not wrong.

Qingzhu sighed, he couldn't ignore this matter, so he asked the middle-aged woman and said, "Female layman, please come to the main hall with the poor road."

When the middle-aged woman heard this, she was also at a loss, and asked Qingzhu and said, "Dao Chief, is my son really evil, what should I do?"

Qingzhu smiled slightly and said, "Female layman, since you don't know how to do it, how about leaving it to Poor Dao."

"This" The middle-aged woman hesitated, obviously not trusting Qingzhu, a young man.