"Senior brother... Six-fold! Six-fold! There is only a three-day deadline! Don't you think it would be a pity if we miss it like this?" Hanxiang was looking at the pressure cooker on the counter with a sparkling face, flashing with a big six-fold subtitle, and looked at Li Yun with pitiful eyes, so he almost didn't say it directly, and hurriedly bought it.

Li Yun looked at the advertisement speechlessly, shook his head with disdain for this marketing method, and said: "This is a marketing method... How to say it, its cost is actually... Ouch I'll go, the price of this pressure cooker is quite low, buy it, buy it. ”

Li Yun didn't feel much about such a thing as breaking the bank, and the reason for investigating it was because Ah Da had two tricks, skinned it in the kitchen, and skinned the already dilapidated pressure cooker, and now he had to buy a new pressure cooker, but for this, Ah Da also paid a lot of price, and today he had to stand on one foot all night, and he would add an hour of training time when he landed on his feet.

In the face of the temptation of six folds, even if Li Yun knew that this was a way of hunger marketing and so-called value-added promotion, he couldn't refuse...

"The marketing methods are really terrible..."Li Yun hurriedly went to the front desk to pay the bill, and Hanxiang happily carried the pressure cooker, jumping up and down, happy like a child of hundreds of years old.

"The new pressure cooker... It's a pity that the spatula hasn't broken yet, otherwise the senior brother would have bought it, and there would be a 50% discount when bought with the pressure cooker. "It's a pity that the spatula didn't break, otherwise it would have been bought.

"Don't buy for the sake of buying, buying, buying, which goes against the essence of shopping, this kind of bundled marketing. Li Yun rejected Hanxiang's immature suggestion with a smile on his face.

As I was walking on the road, suddenly the sky became overcast, and it started to rain slowly...

Many passers-by avoided it, feeling that the rain was unpreventable, but Li Yun didn't feel anything, so he took out the oil-paper umbrella with plum blossoms from his sleeve while people were not paying attention, and handed an umbrella to Hanxiang at the same time.

"It's raining again, it's really raining a lot these days..."Li Yun sighed with emotion, and saw the man in front of him, who was still hobbling under the rain without an umbrella, was wet and dirty from the rain, but he didn't care about it, and carefully took out a stack of good missing person notices protected with plastic wrap from his backpack and pasted them in a conspicuous place.

Ignoring the heavy rain, he was always doing his own thing, without the slightest hesitation, without the slightest hesitation.

Li Yun looked at the middle-aged man silently, then walked over, patted him on the shoulder, and handed him the umbrella.

"Xiaodao Chief, you..." The middle-aged man looked at the umbrella handed by Li Yun and was a little flattered.

Li Yun shook his head to say that it was nothing, and at the same time pointed to Hanxiang next to him, and said with a smile: "Poor Dao has an umbrella, and I don't really need this umbrella, but you, but you need this umbrella very much..."

The middle-aged man hesitated, took the umbrella, and thanked him vigorously.

"Thanks... Thank you... I'll definitely give it back to you if I have a chance... Excuse me..."

Originally, the middle-aged man wanted to ask Li Yun where the Taoist Temple was, and he would definitely return it next time, but when he came to his senses, he found that the two had gone away, holding a Jiangnan paper umbrella together, shoulder to shoulder, and gradually moving away...

The middle-aged man has the illusion that there is not actually a person under this paper umbrella...

Under the rainy season, in the paper umbrella, it seems to be like a dream-

...

The middle-aged man came to Sanqingguan, I don't know how, so he came to the Taoist temple, which is a little remote, and the mountain is not easy to climb.

There is obviously a more famous Luofu Mountain around, and even he doesn't know what he thinks about this, maybe he is just attracted by instinct.

Why is it instinctive?

The middle-aged man didn't know, he only knew that maybe it was this Taoist temple, maybe it was one of the scriptures in it...

The middle-aged man skillfully took out a tissue from his pocket and skillfully wiped away the blood stains he coughed up.

The middle-aged man felt very restrained about the cleanliness of the Taoist temple, and felt that his dirty body would defile the clean Taoist temple.

"Sure enough, worshipping God is still unreliable..."

At this time, the middle-aged man just wanted to leave, but Li Yun stopped him behind him.

"If you are destined to come to see you, why don't you come in?"

It was still the familiar and warm smile, exactly the same as the scene when the umbrella was handed over that day, and the person who gave him a little luck in the misfortune.

"Xiaodao Chief, it turns out that you are here..."The sad expression on the middle-aged man's face stretched, and he hurriedly handed over the umbrella, bowed and thanked him, "Thank you... Thank you... That's great... I can repay you for your kindness..."

Li Yun smiled slightly, didn't say anything, just took the peach blossom paper umbrella, and it was considered to be the return of the original owner.

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment and asked Li Yun cautiously.

"Excuse me... Can I go in and worship and beg the gods..."

With tattered and dirty clothes and an unkempt face, the middle-aged man was afraid that his dignity would anger the gods, so he didn't help him, so he stood in front of the door and hesitated.

"Nature is possible, just where the heart is. Li Yun took the middle-aged man to the main hall, and the middle-aged man was a little hesitant at first, but the effect of meditation here made him calm down a little.

When I came to the main hall, I saw several statues of gods standing here, all of whom were famous Taoist immortals, with names and surnames, and middle-aged men also knew each other...

God of Fortune, Zhong Kui, God of Wealth, Moon Lao...

Among them is also a nameless shrine, which has nothing but incense and candles, and is completely incompatible with these great gods who can be named.

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, but still came to the shrine with no name, no surname, and no priesthood...

From the tattered backpack, he took out a copy of paper, placed it in front of the shrine, and said silently.

"I don't need wealth, I don't need happiness, I don't need love... I just want to beg you... Can you help me find her... I just wanted to say a word to her..."

My thoughts go back to many years ago, when the beautiful girl was at the entrance of the village, and the happy time of playing games with him and reading books together.

Until that day, the night when I was married off by the so-called parents' orders and matchmakers...

"If that day, I catch up with that little car... Isn't it going to be different?"

Because of low self-esteem and cowardice, I finally gave up and failed to convey that sentence.

For that sentence, the middle-aged man traveled all over the country, from the past, to the present, and in the future that is not close, he will also go on until the moment when his life burns out.

Heart-to-heart prayer, this voice reached Li Yun's heart at all...

A poor man's prayer –