Perhaps because today is the Daomen Festival, the gate of the Heaven and Earth Temple is overcrowded early.

Among these people, some of them are Mu Mu's classmates, and they know that she will officially apprentice today. In addition to joining in the fun, they also have the same idea of worshipping the view of heaven and earth.

"Mu Mu will be Aunt Dao in the future, it feels so magical!" said her best friend Xiaoya rubbing her face.

"I envy her so much, I can practice with Xuanwei Dao Master, maybe we will all have to look up to her in the future!" the curly-haired girl stopped the wooden boy and echoed.

Rao is two have already established a relationship, and the wooden boy still can't seem to adapt to the clinginess of the curly-haired girl, so he awkwardly clubbed in place, not saying a word.

"If you want me to say, I should be a bird for reading! As long as heaven and earth watch me, I am willing to be a miscellaneous man!" the fat man with a big belly lamented.

"Hehe, I don't know what Mu Mu looks like after putting on the Taoist robe, I really haven't seen Aunt Dao!" said the tall and thin boy a little obscenely.

While several people were chatting, a small bald head wearing a Taoist robe walked out of the Taoist temple.

The little bald head is slightly baby fat, and the flesh is very cute, and many young female tourists have their eyes shining when they see him, and they can't wait to rush forward and hold him in their arms and knead his cheeks fiercely.

"Ah, no, Supreme Heavenly Venerable, the poor road will be polite tomorrow night!"

Tomorrow Night, who almost blurted out "Amitabha", suddenly stopped and changed his words, and there seemed to be a pain from being flicked by a finger on his smooth head.

"Well, if I'm not mistaken, this should be a little monk, right?" the fat man asked in a low voice, pulling the tall and thin boy's clothes.

"Such a big bald head, shining like a two-hundred-watt light bulb, I don't believe it if it's a Taoist priest!" the tall and thin boy complained.

"It doesn't matter if he's a monk or a Taoist, as long as he's cute enough!" Xiaoya said.

"Hehe, this little bald head is Mu Mu's junior brother, that is our younger brother. Sister touches brother, is there anything wrong?" said the curly-haired girl.

I didn't know that I was being remembered by a group of people on the bright night, so he made a meeting gift for the Taoist Gate, and shouted at everyone in his well-behaved and childish voice: "Today is the birthday of the Taiqing Daode Tianzun in the Three Qings of my Daomen, the master has a saying, but all the believers who enter the meditation and incense can receive a gift prepared by this meditation, and I hope that all the laymen will tell each other so as not to miss it." ”

Souvenirs?

Hearing this word, the pilgrims queuing up at the door came to their senses, and there is no doubt about the magic of the view of heaven and earth, so will the souvenirs prepared today be also full of surprises?

The most exciting thing is that this is the first time that Tiandiguan has given benefits to incense believers, which has never been done before!

"Little master, dare to ask what a souvenir is?" asked the anxious pilgrim.

"The gifts are all prepared by the master, and Poor Dao doesn't know what they are. "Tomorrow night back.

Although the pilgrims regretted it, their hearts became more and more excited.

Taking advantage of the gap before they could enter the view, many people began to take out their mobile phones to spread the news.

Several of Mu Mu's classmates are no exception, and they have Amway in their respective Weibo and circle of friends.

After a while, a large number of replies were swiped below.

"Huh, I didn't have a souvenir last time I went to the Taoist temple?"

"I'm rubbing, there is still such a thing, I knew I wouldn't go out to socialize!"

"Brothers, I'll be right over!"

"It's a pity that Suzhou and Hangzhou are far away, otherwise I would have come over to join in the fun. ”

"As soon as I talk about souvenirs, I get angry, the last time I traveled to a certain temple, the monk who received me began to say that I would send a string of Buddhist beads that had been consecrated for free, and then I didn't want to donate money!"

"A souvenir from the view of heaven and earth, even if I donate money, I am willing to donate!"

"When I remember to unbox the live broadcast, I am very curious about what the so-called souvenir is. ”

About ten minutes later, Xuanwei led Ruoshui to the door of the Taoist temple and announced the official start of the ceremony.

Ten people from the crowd that had already lined up immediately followed them into the Heaven and Earth Temple.

Compared with usual, today because of the ceremony, the process will be much more cumbersome and solemn.

For example, Xuanwei specially prepared a water tank, and visitors must scoop water and clean their hands in advance before entering the main hall. After entering the temple, the posture and movement of kneeling, and even the gestures when offering incense, Xuanwei emphasized them one by one, and guided the whole process.

I don't know if it's because of the attention to details, the tourists who make incense seem to be particularly sincere, and when praying for blessings, there is a faint feeling that their wishes are listened to by the gods.

At the entrance of the main hall, Xuanwei placed a table, and there were a dazzling array of five-color blessing bags on the table.

The lucky bag is about the size of a palm, and it is decorated with the words "Amitayus Fuku" embroidered with silk thread, which is quite delicate at first glance.

It's just that the lucky bag is shriveled and doesn't seem to contain much in it.

Ruoshui was under Xuanwei's orders, guarding the table, and every time a believer who came out of the hall after offering incense, she would hand a blessing bag.

"This fairy girl, are the things in the different colors of the lucky bags the same?" The first pilgrim who came out of the main hall took the blue lucky bag, but his eyes were staring at the other colors of the lucky bag on the table.

"The lucky bags are all prepared by the master, if the layman does not like this color, he can choose one according to his fate. "Ruoshui replied.

The pilgrim hesitated for a long time, and finally put down the blue blessing bag in his hand and picked a bright red one.

"Hehe, the lucky bag is still red and looks festive and auspicious!" bowed to Ruoshui, and the pilgrim said with a smile.

Some of the pilgrims who came out after receiving the blessing bag handed to them by Ruoshui accepted it contentedly, while others were not satisfied and chose a new one according to their preferences.

When the first pilgrim with a blessing bag stepped out of the gate of the Heaven and Earth Temple, the tourists who had been waiting for a long time surrounded him.

"Dude, is this a souvenir?"

"What's in there, hurry up and take a look!"

"I feel that the bag is quite small, and I guess it doesn't hold much. ”

The pilgrim holding the lucky bag in his hand coughed twice and said to everyone: "Don't worry, big guy, pay attention to order, I'll open the lucky bag now and show everyone what's inside!"

Everyone thought of the rules on the warning sign at the entrance of the Heaven and Earth Temple, and immediately restrained a little, quietly watching the pilgrims dismantle the blessing bag.

Under the gaze of hundreds of people, the rope tied to the mouth of the lucky bag was untied, and the pilgrim spread out his hands and carefully poured the contents of the lucky bag into the palm of his hand.

Smack!

A round red jelly bean, about the size of a glass marble, landed in the pilgrim's palm.

"Huh?" the pilgrim opened his mouth with a black question mark expression.

"IMHO, I used to eat these jelly beans a lot when I was a kid!"

"Souvenir = jelly beans, I feel sorry for this exquisite lucky bag!"

"Daoist Xuanwei is really joking!"

"Maybe it's some kind of panacea, that's what the novels say!"

"It's time to try your hand, big brother!"

"Yes, yes, yes, hurry up and knock this jelly bean and taste how it tastes!"

Listening to the ridicule of the crowd, the pilgrim raised his hand tiredly and threw the jelly bean into his mouth.

After smashing it in his mouth several times, the pilgrim sighed: "Tsk, the sweetness is less!"

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