At this moment, no one came to sell the sugar cakes, and the woman was not busy with her work, so she stood curiously by the frying pan and looked back from time to time to see if the birds would eat the sugar cakes. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Ruyi is also in trouble, looking at the sugar cake that is bigger than the ingot's fist, and it is still steaming. For a moment, I forgot that she had always claimed to be an omnipotent god, and jumped around the plate as if she wanted to fight with Sugar Cake. You can feel from the heat coming out, and the sugar cake is a little colder than when it was first brought in, so I stretched out my little mouth and touched it tentatively.

As the woman introduced to Yuan Bao at the beginning, the skin of the sugar cake is very thin, and Ruyi's small mouth does not feel the force, and the outer dough of the sugar cake is broken, and all the sugar that turns into water inside is sucked into Ruyi's mouth, and not a drop of it flows elsewhere, just like when eating mountain fruits.

There was a customer outside who wanted to buy sugar cakes, and the woman turned around to greet the others and sent away the two customers who were buying sugar cakes, and the woman turned her head to see that Yuan Bao was using chopsticks to divide the sugar cakes that no longer had sugar water flowing out into many small pieces. It was a good thing, and the woman thought that the ingots were a loser, so she used them to feed the birds. Yuan Bao is definitely different from everyone she has seen, others only take a pair of chopsticks, Yuan Bao is a pair of chopsticks, and it is difficult for him to use the chopsticks in both hands very well. Yuan Bao's body turned sideways, picked up a small piece of sugar cake and didn't know where to put it, he didn't eat it himself anyway. Ruyi didn't eat either, Ruyi ate it on his own plate.

Ruyi is full, and the ingots are full, and there is not a drop of sugar water left in the two sugar cakes. Wishful thinking, spread his wings and stretch his muscles.

"Auntie, I'm sorry for you, I want to ask, is there a place to rest at night in Jingtai Town?"

In the eyes of the woman, Yuanbao is a down-and-out son, Jingtai Town is not a traffic artery, there are not many outsiders in the past on weekdays, there is only a small inn in the town, the guest house is asking for money, Yuanbao only buys two sugar cakes for lunch, will he have extra money to go to the guest house. Of course, I really think about it for ingots.

"If you want to say that you can live in a place, there is an inn, and you can rent a long-term residence with someone who has a free house, I want to ask, how much money do you have, little brother?"

"We still have eight small copper coins, but I can keep earning them!"

The woman sighed softly, and sure enough, she guessed it. "Little brother, you don't have to think about the guest house, it's too much of a waste of money, if you only have these few copper coins to rent a house, no one will want to believe you, there is a temple of the gods in the northernmost part of the town, there is no one there for a long time, with your current situation, it can be regarded as a place to go, you can go over and have a look!"

Someone came to buy sugar cakes again, and the woman had to go over to greet the business, and everyone who wanted to inquire knew it, and the woman's words made sense, so Yuan Bao left without asking more.

To the north of the town, Yuan Bao had already walked out of Jingtai Town, and further north, he could not see the complete house, and finally found the so-called Temple of the Heavenly God under a hillside with a low mountain at its back. Perhaps the people who built this place didn't want the gods to be despised by others, so they gave such a small place a "temple", such an atmospheric name. Yuanbao is no stranger to the so-called palace. Ruyi had dreamed more than once that she had a palace that was said to be very large, and she did her best to describe the appearance of the palace to Yuanbao, through Ruyi's exaggerated movements, Yuanbao had only one impression of the palace, that is, the palace was majestic and tall.

The Temple of the Heavenly God here is completely identical to what Yuan Bao imagined, and what he saw in his dream, so it would be more appropriate to say that this is a ruin. There are no neighbors left and right, and it is estimated that it is a little far away from the center of the town, so it will gradually be forgotten by people. Some of the mottled stone walls near the hillside were half covered by weeds, making it look as if the Temple of the Celestial God was about to sink into the ground.

There is no plaque above the main entrance, but the three big characters of the Temple of Heaven are engraved on the stone, and the erosion of time is only vaguely recognizable now. Yuan Bao has not seen anyone here since he appeared, and Bi Mang glanced outward.

"It's not easy to think that there is still a Heavenly God Temple to preserve here!"

Yuan Bao has read a lot of books in Li Zibao and knows that human beings believe in the Holy Spirit of the Earth Ancestor. From the ingots in the book, I only saw that there were three gods, and now the most prosperous and prosperous believers are the earth ancestor holy spirit, and the other two gods and spirit gods have long been weak, so Bi Mang will sigh.

There is the Temple of the Holy Shrine of the Ancestors in Jingtai Town, the place of Jingtai Town is not big, the population is only tens of thousands, the Temple of the Holy Shrine of the Ancestors here is a very large and imposing building, there are always more than a dozen temples of the Heavenly Temple, or a good location in Jingtai Town one step away from the center. Just walking from where, Yuan Bao saw that there were not only people inside, but also the incense enshrined was very vigorous. None of them can be compared to the Temple of the Heavenly Gods.

"Human beings believe in the Holy Spirit of the Earth Ancestors, so the Heavenly God Temple will decline, in the human world, I am afraid that the Spirit God Temple will no longer be found!"

"It turns out that gods have temples, but what about my temple? I am also a god! Why doesn't Jingtai Town have a temple of my wishful god?"

Bi Mang looked at Ruyi, who was extremely unconvinced. "I haven't heard of it, how can anyone build a temple for you?"

"Yes, there must be, I have a feeling, this is the power of faith, but I don't know where it is, there must be my sister and my temple, hum! Sister wants to build a temple by herself, Yuan Bao gives me money, from now on, my sister wants to save money to build my own temple!"

And the god who built himself a temple? Bi Mang didn't know what to say. Ruyi's ambitions are great, but unfortunately they only have eight small copper coins now. Yuan Bao held eight small copper coins in the palm of her hand, and Ruyi stood on Yuan Bao's wrist, it was the first time that she had been so close to the money of her dreams.

"What does this copper coin smell like, it's not fragrant at all?"

"Sister Ruyi, this is the smell of copper, that's what Yuan Bao and I said in the book we saw in Li Zibao, and it also said that people die for money, and birds die for food!"

"Are you going to die for this copper coin?

Ruyi no longer cares about the smell of copper, her interest in money is not affected in the slightest, a small winged hand is raised, and the eight small copper coins in the palm of the ingot's hand disappear immediately. Ruyi raised his head in satisfaction, and flew into the Heavenly God Temple with his wings lightly.

"If the god knew that her temple was like this, she would definitely be sad, it's better that I can't see my temple, it's too pitiful!"

Ruyi's voice sounded inside. Yuan Bao raised his feet and walked up the three tattered steps at the entrance of the Heavenly God Temple. The original two-leaf wooden door is now only half left, and it is still crumbling, and a little more strength can make the door fall apart. There is only one Heavenly God Temple, which is six or seven meters long and wide. There are no windows, and the depths are somewhat dark. On the back wall facing the door, there is a tall platform that is still one meter high, two meters long and less than two meters wide, and there is a clay statue with a missing head on it, which is the only god in the temple. There are no incense and candles to be enshrined, there is not even a confession, and the few wooden planks scattered on the ground may be the confession of the year.

The temple is full of dust, and there are not many clods of earth and stones, the basically intact beams are covered with cobwebs, and there is a pile of thatch next to the broken statue, which used to seem like someone stayed here, and now Yuan Bao has become another resident, Yuan Bao does not want to admit that he still has Sister Ruyi and Bi Mang is a vagabond.

"Yuanbao, do we want to make this place our home?

Listening to the tone Ruyi was a little uneasy and worried, she preferred to be in the mountains and forests, even if she couldn't find a suitable cave, but the environment in the mountains and forests was fresh, and she felt comfortable looking at the green in her eyes, unlike this Heavenly God Temple, which felt depressed as soon as she came in, so that she couldn't see hope.

"Sister Ruyi, don't worry, we came out of the house empty-handed, aren't we starting to have money now?everything will be fine, everything will be fine, this heavenly temple looks chaotic, I have the power of the wind, I can clean it up at once!"

Yuan Bao didn't want to see Ruyi's lost look, so he hugged Ruyi into his arms, and then stretched out a finger and waved it lightly, and a whirlwind that was only as thick as an arm at first appeared in the dirty Heavenly God Temple, and as the whirlwind moved on the ground, it was still elongated and thick enough to have a bucket. The whirlwind moved slowly, rolling up the dust that had been deposited in the Temple from top to bottom and the four walls for an unknown number of years.

The whirlwind continued to stretch, flying out of the Temple of the Gods like an earth snake, and all the dust and debris in the Temple were swept out with the whirlwind. On the other side of the whirlwind is the untouched corners of the place, as well as the debris on the ground that shouldn't be left here. After all the whirlwinds had left the temple, it was already clean, revealing the bluestone floor, and you could see some old and mottled murals on the four walls that had previously been covered in dust.

After some cleaning, the Temple of the Heavenly God seems to be bright, as if the sunlight outside is more than before, so that there is more charm here, and there is less decadence, Ruyi no longer has such a heavy loss here, and he also began to believe that if Yuan Bao said, everything will be there, and Jingtai Town is one more hard-working woodcutter.

The next day, when the ingots were bright, they stepped on the dew and went into the mountains to chop wood. When Chaoyang crossed the horizon, Yuan Bao had already carried two bundles of firewood to the small door in the backyard of the big family that collected his firewood yesterday. From a distance, it looked like two bundles of firewood moving by itself, but when the distance got closer, I found that the ingots were in the middle of the two bundles of firewood, and there was a beautiful bird parked on the wooden stick of the flat pole.

Today's two bundles of firewood are at least twice as many as yesterday's, and even so, the ingots still don't feel any weight. Bimang didn't want the ingots to behave too shockingly, so there were no two bundles of firewood like a hill in Jingtai Town. Yesterday, the man in his forties and fifties saw that the ingots picked up the same firewood as yesterday, kept his promise, and did not say a word to find fault, so he simply accepted the firewood and gave the ingots twenty small copper coins.

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