I glanced at the boss and the small plate, and I didn't understand what the old woman meant by the number, did we still have to line up? There were already eleven people in front of us? I remembered that my mother said that there were many people who visited the goddess every seventh day, but the goddess would only meet with one, and my heart was suddenly a little nervous, it seemed that we were late, but it didn't look like there was anyone in this quiet room. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I hesitated a little to push down the iron railing door, the door creaked open, it turned out that it was not locked, we walked into the yard, the ground of the yard is still dirt, there are still moss in many places, some debris piled up, it looks a little messy.

We walked to the outside of the black room where the old woman had just entered, in fact, it was not a black room, but it was relatively old, we looked very dark from the outside daylight, and when we got closer, we found that it was a house built with gray brick walls that had been built for some years, and there was a very small window on the wall, and the wooden lattices on the windows were also very old, and the original color could not be seen, and there was still much outside newspaper pasted on it, and there was probably not much outside light to shine into, and when we looked at it from the door, although it was not dark inside, it was still very dim.

In short, this whole house is a bit like an old house that I saw when I went to my grandmother's hometown when I was a child.

The goddess lives in such a place, although she feels a little surprised, but she doesn't feel too strange, the goddess who can deal with ghosts and monsters in her impression is always a god and a god, and she is a little out of touch with the society of the times, if she lives in a modern house, it seems that it is not standard, such as Sister Li, she is a psychic person, although she now lives in a high-end villa, but it always gives people a very retro and weird and even out of place feeling, probably their kind of people are like this.

When I thought like this, I didn't consciously remember at all that I was actually a half-psychic myself, and I could also be classified into that category of people.

While thinking like this, and with curiosity about the goddess, I stepped into the old woman's house with the little plate one after the other, and the boss had already entered one step ahead of us.

It was a small room, and it was obviously a kitchen, because there was a stove, there was firewood, and there was smoke coming out of the stove at this time, and the four walls of the room were dark gray left by perennial smoke, and there was an iron pot on top of the stove, covered with a wooden lid, and there was heat floating out of it.

The old woman is not here.

I looked at the little plate, I just wanted to say what was going on, I saw the boss walk to the opposite wall, I also found out that there is a doorway on the opposite wall, because there is a curtain that almost hangs to the ground, the curtain is actually made of very thick sack cloth spliced and sewn, the color is dull, it is easy to ignore that it is a doorway.

Apparently, there was another room in there, and the old woman might have gone inside.

I walked over and curiously lifted the curtain, and when I looked inside, I was stunned.

I couldn't hear any movement outside, but the room inside was full.

This room was slightly larger than the kitchen outside, but it was also very simple and old, and in the room a small electric lamp with a very low wattage that emitted a dim light hung on the beams, and on the ground in the middle of the room, which was not very spacious, there were several long blankets that had been worn out and could not see the color, and these people were kneeling on these long blankets, and when they saw us entering, only two or three people looked up at us curiously, and did not speak, but lowered their heads again, folded their hands, and muttered words in their mouths, and their expressions were very religious.

I saw the direction they were facing, on one side of the room, there was a large square table, on the table was a statue of a Bodhisattva who I don't know what it was called, there was an incense burner in front of the statue of the Bodhisattva, and there were several plates of offerings neatly placed in front of the incense burner, including fish, meat and fruit.

The old woman was sitting at the square table with her hands folded, her eyes closed, and she didn't look at the person we had just entered, and if it weren't for the rapid shaking of her mouth as if she were chanting, I would have almost thought she was sitting there dozing.

I was amazed to see all this, if it weren't for the people kneeling on the ground wearing modern clothes, I would have thought that this scene is a bit like I have just crossed over from the modern city to another world.

Is it true that these people are all here to meet the goddess? No wonder the old woman said that we are the twelfth, but the old mother said that the goddess only receives one every time? So are they kneeling here waiting for the old woman to choose? Is it the competition who is the most pious?

I panicked when I thought about it, and quickly wanted to find a vacant seat and knelt down, so many people waiting for it came to us in front of us, and I had no bottom in my heart if I could be successfully received by the goddess today, my mother said that the goddess only opened the door to do business on the day of the seventh, missed today, and then waited for the next seventh, it would take at least ten days.

I probed my head to find an empty seat, and the eldest sister closest to where I was standing moved her kneeling knee in, removing two empty seats, and motioned to me.

I quickly followed her example and knelt down in the place she had moved, and after kneeling I beckoned to the boss and the little plate to kneel next to me as well.

The two handsome guys had a very tacit understanding at this time, and they both had unhappy expressions on their faces, and at the same time shook their heads and rejected me.

I'm really anxious, I'm pretending to be high, but now is not the time to be high, don't show it to the goddess, do we want to mix up here today?

I motioned to the two of them again.

The boss winked mischievously at me, cracked his mouth and smiled, then shrugged his shoulders and went to a chair by the wall and sat down, and crossed his legs by the way.

His virtue, I was so angry that I almost turned my back on it, I kept chanting Amitabha Buddha in my heart, I only hoped that the Bodhisattva on the table, and the old woman who was chanting the scriptures with her eyes closed, could not see the boss's great disrespect.

I pinned my hopes on the small plate, which was not as rampant as the boss, but he looked at me for a few seconds, and just when I thought he would kneel with me, he also turned away, and I saw that he also walked to the chair where the boss was sitting, and was ready to sit down, so frightened that the boss sitting on it flew up and dodged away.

If I usually saw them like this, I would definitely laugh, but now, I am so angry that my eyes are about to breathe fire, who am I here to visit the goddess, and they will only drag their feet.

There is no way, only to rely on my own piety, I learned from the eldest sister next to me, and also folded my hands, but I suddenly found that I couldn't say a word of chanting, so I had no choice but to repeat the words "Amitabha".