Chapter 1: The Golden Compass
July is a fire, and summer is in full swing. The earth was scorched by the sun, and waves of heat were rolling. Everyone on the street took refuge in the shade of the trees, looking for some shade.
A disheveled, haggard-faced young man, smoking a cigarette in the shade of a tree. He was of medium height, with an ordinary face and a thin build. His hair is messy, and it seems that he hasn't been cut for a long time.
The young man seemed to have something on his mind, and he looked around while smoking.
At this moment, three young men came out of the side alley, all dressed in edgy clothes, and their hair was dyed in various colors.
The leader was a sturdy and tall young man with large eyes, dark skin, and a fierce look. The other two are not tall, one fat and one thin, with ordinary appearance and no characteristics.
The three of them came to the young man who was smoking just now, and the big black man suddenly grabbed the young man's collar and scolded: "Tang Rui, when will you pay us back ******." ”
Tang Rui looked at the big black man in front of him, and quickly took out a cigarette and handed it over: "Brother Hei, if you give me a few more days, aren't I thinking of a way!"
"I miss you, you smoke here to enjoy the coolness, as if you are trying to find a way to repay the money!" said the big black man and pushed Tang Rui again.
"Brother Hei! Isn't it more than 60,000 yuan! What is it, I have a relative who is rich, he is a big boss, and he earns tens of millions of dollars a year, so I can borrow some from him. It's just that he's not at home right now and I'm waiting for him to come back. ”
Tang Rui doesn't seem to be very afraid of this big black man, and he is still bragging in front of him!
"Donald Duck, I know you're a braggart. Don't play tricks on me, brothers, your money is a little tight these days, you hurry up and pay back the money you owe us, or Lao Tzu will cut off one of your legs. ”
The big black man said as he patted Tang Rui's shoulder.
"Don't worry, Brother Hei, I promise to pay you back within three days. Tang Rui put the cigarette butt still on the road and stepped on it with his foot.
"Well, in three days, I will wait for you here, and if you don't come, I will find your house, so that your family will not live in peace. ”
The big black man threw down this vicious sentence, and then took the two younger brothers away.
Looking at the back of the big black man, Tang Rui let out a sigh of relief, and then took out a cigarette case and wanted to smoke another one, but there was no one in it, only an empty cigarette case remained.
"Damn, 60,000, where can I get 60,000, Lao Tzu only has six yuan left. Do I smoke or eat? That's a question, and I have to think about it. ”
Tang Rui didn't like to smoke, but since graduating from college, his addiction to smoking has become bigger and bigger.
The reason is that he has repeatedly hit a wall in his search for a job, and after four or five years, he still does not have a stable job, although he is also a college graduate, he is no different from ordinary migrant workers, living in a rented house and living a life of temporary workers.
Recently, he has been infected with the vice of gambling, no, he owes three small ruffians a lot of debts, and people are asking him for debts!
"Let's smoke first! It's really uncomfortable to be addicted to smoking. ”
Tang Rui didn't eat from morning to noon, but he couldn't help but go to a nearby shop and used the last six yuan on his body to buy a pack of 'Taishan'.
After smoking one and holding it in his mouth, after igniting it, Tang Rui let out a long breath and felt much more comfortable.
"Young man, why are you in a bad mood!" The proprietress of the small shop was a warm-hearted old woman, and when she saw that Tang Rui had bought his cigarettes, she looked sad and bleak, so she asked with concern.
"Yes, Auntie, I just fell out of love, can I be in a good mood!" Tang Rui was of course embarrassed to say that he owed others gambling debts, so he told a lie.
"That's the case! Look at you like this, other girls have to break up with you, are you a 'three-no' person who has no car, no house, and no job!"
As soon as the proprietress saw Tang Rui's unkempt face, she knew that he was a poor bastard.
"Yes, Auntie, I'm just a poor bastard, nothing!" Tang Rui glared at the proprietress and felt a little unhappy.
But the proprietress was not angry, she still smiled and said: "Young man, I heard that in a nearby temple called Baiyun Temple today, there is an old abbot who is nearly 100 years old touching the top and praying for blessings! He is also a feng shui master! If you don't let someone touch it, maybe it will be transferred." ”
"Yes, I'll let him touch it! Thank you, Auntie. ”
Tang Rui didn't want to talk to the old woman anymore, so he turned around and left the shop.
"Money, money, money, how can you get money!" Tang Rui finished smoking another cigarette, and he slammed the butt of the cigarette into the trash can in the distance.
"If you don't let the old monk touch it, I'll be idle anyway. ”
Tang Rui thought as he walked towards a nearby temple.
He has also been to this temple before, it is a tourist attraction nearby, and there are many people in normal times, and when it comes to holidays, there are even more people.
Today is no exception, because it is the old abbot's touching day, it is naturally crowded, and they are marching towards Baiyun Temple.
Because it is the day when the old abbot touches the top to pray for blessings, today, the temple is particularly generous, and it is temporarily open to the public for one day, and the policy of free visits is implemented.
Tang Rui followed the crowd to the temple.
At the entrance of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the old abbot was wearing a brand-new golden robe. Sit on top of a futon. His face was full of red light, and his eyebrows were white. The one-foot-long silver hair floated on his chest, his eyes were slightly open, and there seemed to be a fine light shooting out of his eyes, and he really looked like a master of the world with fairy wind and bones. People can't help but want to kneel and worship just by looking at it.
Now many people are crowded in front of the old abbot, wanting the old abbot to touch the top and pray for them. But if there are too many people, it will be very chaotic. There are monks in the monastery who come out to maintain order. Let everyone line up and accept the old abbot's prayer for blessings in an orderly manner.
Tang Rui looked at the long stream of people in front of him, a little anxious, but there was no way, he could only wait patiently, but he didn't have anything to do, so he was just killing time.
Thinking of this, Tang Rui wanted to smoke again!
But when I thought about it, this was a temple, and it didn't seem like it was good to smoke, so I had to endure it. He put the cigarette he had already taken out and put it in his pocket again.
The weather was very hot, everyone was sweating profusely, and Tang Rui was no exception.
But everyone's enthusiasm is also high, as if they all think that as long as the old abbot touches it, he will definitely be able to become rich.
In this way, after Tang Rui suffered under the sun for an hour, he finally came to the old abbot.
When he knelt in front of the old abbot sweating profusely, wanting to let the old abbot touch his top, he heard the old abbot look at him and smile: "Haha, there is a fate, you are finally here, I can go." ”
When Tang Rui heard this, he looked at the old abbot inexplicably, and at this time, he saw that a candle in front of the old abbot suddenly went out. And the old abbot clasped his palms together, closed his eyes, and never opened them again.
"Master Xuankong is dead! Master Xuankong is dead!"
A middle-aged monk standing next to the old monk saw that the candle in front of the old abbot had gone out, and he suddenly announced something shocking loudly.
"Ah! the master is dead. ”
As soon as everyone present heard this, they fell to their knees and kowtowed to the old abbot!
"Damn, why am I so unlucky! It's finally my turn, you old bald donkey is hiccuping!"
Tang Rui thought about it, and immediately it was his turn to be touched by the old abbot, if he did, he might really be transferred!
"Smack!"
Just when Tang Rui was scolding the old monk in his heart, he suddenly heard something fall from the old abbot and roll in front of him.
"Grass, the old guy still has private money! ”
Tang Rui saw that something like a wallet fell in front of him, and it was a black leather bag with a large palm. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he picked it up and put it in his pocket.
Since everyone was kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to the old abbot now, no one noticed Tang Rui's actions.
"Hehe, it seems that Lao Tzu has no luck at the top, this must be the old monk's wallet, there will not be millions of bank cards in it!"
Tang Rui also knew that the old abbot of a big temple was about the same as a big boss, and he was also very rich.
"Haha, I'm rich, hurry up. ”
Tang Rui kowtowed to the old abbot three times, and then walked out of the temple happily.
Coming to a secluded place next to the temple, Tang Rui couldn't wait to take out the 'wallet'.
", what is this!"
Tang Rui opened the 'wallet' and found that there was neither a bank card nor a hundred-yuan bill, just a delicate golden compass.
When he took the compass in his hand, he suddenly felt a tingling sensation spread through his arm. At the same time, it was as if a golden light shot into his eye from the center of the compass.