At three o'clock in the morning, Wu Zhong finally planned to get up. Walking out of the door slowly, I didn't sleep all night, my mind was upset, and I really didn't have energy.

At this moment, there was a commotion in my ears, and I didn't know what was happening at the door. Wu Zhong walked out, only to see a few aunts gathered at the door of his Taoist temple, pointing and pointing. Wu Zhong followed the gaze of several people, only to find that there was a homeless man sleeping at the door at some point. I saw the man curled up in the doorway, not knowing whether he was asleep or unconscious, and he remained motionless under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

"We found him early in the morning, probably sleeping here last night, and we looked at him strangely pitiful, little Taoist, why don't you watch and get him some hot food." An aunt said earnestly, and this compassionate words immediately won the echo of several people around her.

Wu Zhong's face was slightly displeased, but everyone said so, and he didn't want to say anything more, so he had to carry this person to the house where the old man lived and let him rest.

Although this person looks quite strong, this touch immediately gives people a skinny feeling.

After settling him down, Wu Zhong took a closer look and saw that this person was fine, so he left.

Back in the courtyard, the sun is still shining, the streets not far away are still full of tourists, and the roadside vendors are still pulling their necks and haggling with buyers. All of this, and it's still like that.

Wu Zhong had incense, sat on the futon in front of the statue of Sanqing, stared at these three supreme immortals, wanted to say something, but there was nothing in his mind.

And that sat all morning, until the man woke up.

Wu Zhong sat on the futon and heard a movement in the door, so he got up. It turned out that the man was awake and was staggering out the door.

Wu Zhong saw that he looked weak, and hurriedly stepped forward to help: "Are you okay?"

The man knew the condition of his body, and did not refuse Wu Zhong's kindness, he looked up at Wu Zhong and only smiled.

At this time, Wu Zhong found out that this person was a Luo pot, and in some places it was called a camel. I don't know if it's because of age or wandering, his face is full of wrinkles and gray hair, and he looks like he's sixty or seventy years old.

I don't know whose old man it is, I can't see it now, I don't know how anxious I am.

The old man kept smirking at Wu Zhong, staring at him with a fur in his heart. Wu Zhong helped the old man to the stone bench in the courtyard: "You sit down for a while, I'll go cook something, and eat later." Ahh

Wu Zhong was afraid that the old man would not be able to hear clearly, so he specially said loudly. But the old man only smiled, but did not answer.

Wu Zhong sighed, and had to turn around and go to prepare the meal.

Looking at the old man's appearance, he should have been hungry for a long time, this cold day, his stomach was empty, Wu Zhong decided to cook noodles, on the one hand, it could be quickly warmed up, and on the other hand, it would not stimulate the stomach too much.

Soon, Wu Zhong served two large bowls of steaming noodles. When the old man saw it, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly grabbed a bowl, squatted on the ground and devoured it.

"You eat slowly, and that's enough. Wu Zhong was afraid that he would choke, so he hurriedly said.

Fortunately, I am used to eating the surface of the water, otherwise the old man would have been scalded if he ate like this. Soon, the big bowl of noodles was eaten up by the old man, and Wu Zhong hurriedly went to fill another bowl.

In this way, the old man ate three bowls in a row, and Wu Zhong was afraid that the old man would be able to eat, so he took the dishes and chopsticks.

Wu Zhong looked at the old man while washing the dishes, and the old man sat honestly on the stone bench, his legs between his hands, his head looking at the sky, and slowly shaking.

"What's your name?" Wu Zhong asked as he approached him.

The old man turned his head to look at Wu Zhong, still smiling, but he didn't speak.

"Where's home?"

Still.

Wu Zhong had a headache when he saw this, what should he do, it seems that the old man doesn't remember, what should he do next? Do you call the police, or leave him to live for the time being?

If he lives, he doesn't have any objection, anyway, he is the only one in this Taoist temple now, and there is nothing more than one person. If they call the police, how do they explain it? What will they do? Will they be put in a welfare home or a shelter?

He didn't know. Maybe he had experienced this kind of place, so he didn't want to put the old man there in his heart.

Looking at the old man's smile on his face, a trace of warmth arose in Wu Zhong's heart.

Let's stay and wait until you're getting better before you make a decision. Wu Zhong thought to himself.

Since this decision is made, the old man cannot be allowed to live like a homeless man anymore. Hair has to be cut, clothes have to be changed, but the main thing is to take a shower first.

Fortunately, the old man still had the ability to take care of himself, and he was ashamed to be seen when he took a bath, so he pushed Wu Zhong, who was going to help, out and washed himself.

After a while, the old man dried himself and walked out. The appearance of washing is really refreshing, and I am also a lot more energetic. Wu Zhong found the original master's clothes and put them on for him, although they didn't fit well, they were better than the original tattered cotton clothes.

The old man who finished washing was really refreshed. just looked at Wu Zhong's eyes, still smiling.

After all, the clothes left by the old man were still a little thin, and Wu Zhong planned to buy some cotton clothes and down jackets for the old man.

"You and I go shopping for clothes. Wu Zhong looked at the old man and said, "Dress for you, warm." ”

The old man reacted for the first time, but shook his head.

Wu Zhong frowned slightly, and said again: "Then I'll go, you stay?"

The old man still shook his head.

Wu Zhong is in trouble, this can't do this, that's not okay, what should I do? Is it just moving like this? The old man's body can't bear it.

In desperation, Wu Zhong had no choice but to ask the eldest sister who was setting up a stall on the side of the road. This eldest sister also saw this little Taoist priest taking in the homeless man in the morning, and now she sees that this little Taoist priest pays for his own clothes, and he doesn't even need errand fees, so he closes the shop and leaves.

A few hours later, the eldest sister came to the Taoist temple to hand over the clothes to Wu Zhong, and hurriedly praised him for his kindness and compassion, and Wu Zhong's face was flushed and shy.

The old man put on his new clothes, turned around in front of the only big mirror in the Taoist temple, looked at the beautiful clothes, and smiled like a child.

Wu Zhong saw it in his eyes, and his heart was also satisfied.

Except in the welfare home, it was the first time for me to come into contact with an elderly person like this. Sometimes when he sees a family reunion on TV, his grandparents and grandparents love their grandchildren, and his heart can't help but be pantothenic.

He also yearns for that kind of life, and he also wants to be coquettish in front of his elders. To paraphrase the popular phrase "but reality doesn't allow it", haha, yes, it's not allowed. Wu Zhong can't help it, until now he doesn't know who his biological parents are.

Although the old man in front of him had been silent, he gently touched Wu Zhong's heart in this area.

That night, Wu Zhong made some simple meals, and after the two of them ate, Wu Zhong waited for the old man to fall asleep.

Looking at the old man's calm breathing, Wu Zhong couldn't help but feel a little satisfied.

Back in the room, Wu Zhong began to practice on the bed. Today is in a good mood, even the cultivation is so smooth, the feeling of stagnation in the past has decreased a lot today, and the mana in the body is also a little thicker than before.

Wu Zhong finally broke through to the middle stage of qi induction.

This sudden surprise made Wu Zhong sweep away yesterday's unhappiness and be happy in his heart.

Life will always get better and better, thinking about the hawkers who are always busy on the side of the road regardless of the day and day, wind and rain, thinking about the people who are running around for life, thinking about the old people who are still smiling brightly, thinking that they will get better and better, it must be.

This night, Wu Zhong slept well, and woke up a little late the next day, and when he walked out of the door, he saw the old man holding a broom, sweeping vigorously in the yard. Wu Zhong saw that the old man was no longer in trouble, so he let him go, it was always good for people to move.

After the two had breakfast, Wu Zhong sat in the courtyard and read the only scripture left by the old man, and occasionally the old man would hand over a small branch and small withered grass, and he laughed when he saw Wu Zhong's smiling face.

The sun shone through, driving away the cold in the courtyard.

"Anyone? I want to put incense on the pillar, is it okay?" An old man came to the door at some point, and he was looking inside with his neck sticking out.

Wu Zhong hurriedly welcomed people in, he had been here for so long, and it was the first time he had met someone who came to offer incense.

The person who came was an old woman, with an old scarf wrapped in gray hair, and a cotton jacket that looked hand-sewn by herself, not as beautiful as the factory assembly line, but very warm at first glance.

The old woman walked into the main hall with the support of Wu Zhong, looked at the three statues of gods enshrined on it, and quickly knelt down.

"I don't have any money, can I put incense here? I want to ask for peace for my son. The old woman said tremblingly.

Wu Zhong smiled and said, "Of course you can, we don't need to spend money on incense here." ”

Then Wu Zhong lit three sticks of incense and handed them to the old man. The old man bowed three times religiously, got up and solemnly inserted the three sticks of incense into the incense burner, and bowed with his hands together, which was the end.

Wu Zhong helped the old man out, found a warm cushion and put it on the stone bench for the old man to sit down, and then poured a cup of hot water and handed it to the old man.

The old man took the hot water and hurriedly thanked him.

"Now it costs money to burn incense, and it costs a lot of money. I really can't take it out, but fortunately, the little Taoist doesn't dislike it, thank you. The old man said.

Wu Zhong smiled and said that it was okay.

"I'm here to ask for peace for my son, do you have any peace charms? I'll buy one. As he spoke, the old man took out a cloth bag wrapped in a handkerchief from his pocket, and opened the handkerchief layer by layer, revealing the bits and pieces of money inside.

There is no one hundred, and the largest denomination is only fifty.

Wu Zhong was really embarrassed to accept it when he saw this, and hurriedly said, "We don't charge money here." You should tell me first what your son's situation is, and I will see which peace charm is suitable for him. ”

The old man had an embarrassed expression on his face, and he was taken care of by the other party one after another, and he really couldn't help it. But thinking of his son's situation, he no longer shirked.

"My son, who has been a farmer all his life, had a good economy a few years ago, and he built houses everywhere, so he and other people in the village asked someone to find a construction company, and followed them everywhere to build houses and work for them. The boss is good, he is not in arrears of wages, and he has made a lot of money in a year. But just this year, that company went out of business, and my son followed someone else to another company. But as he did it, my son always said that he couldn't breathe, that it was like a big rock pressing down on his chest. After a long time, the whole person collapsed. ”

The old man said that there were tears in the corners of his eyes: "Our family is old and young, and we all rely on him to feed. But now that people are sick, we can't even help. We dragged him down. ”

Wu Zhong hurriedly comforted: "Your son will be fine, don't worry." But didn't you take him for a check-up? Did he get sick?"

"After checking, I ran all over the hospitals, large and small, but there were no results, saying that there was no disease. Why are we coming to the hospital if we are not sick? The old man wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "I have no choice but to come and beg God, don't let him get sick, let me get sick, I have lived enough, my son is still young." The old man began to cry as he spoke.

When Wu Zhong heard this, his heart was dull.

"In that case, let me give you a peace charm that we have here. With the support of the gods and your care, I believe that your son will be very well. Wu Zhong returned to the house, wrote a spell on the spot, and handed it to the old man.

The old man took it in his hand, put it in his arms like a baby, and hurriedly thanked him.

Looking at the back of the old man leaving, Wu Zhong stood at the door, feeling a little satisfied in his heart.

It's still nice to be needed.