"Lord Tusi asked you to come and worship Mozu, only by worshipping Mozu can you get the blessing of Lord Mozu." The little girl's voice was cold and calm.

In fact, I learned later that Tazhai is famous in this place, precisely because it is so famous, because the scenery and some folk customs here make people outside yearn for it.

Another reason is that there is a Thai Taoist monk in Tazhai.

The reason why this old monk can be highly respected in Tazhai and his prestige is higher than that of the old village owner in Tazhai is because of one of the elders under the command of the old Sinhala Taoism.

Even in the South Seas, it is famous.

But this kind of master's temperament is a bit weird, and it is hard to figure out, as for why it has become the toast of the tower here now, it is estimated that only he knows.

The title of toast is equivalent to the shaman, the first person under the leader of some tribes, but this title is in our place.

The monks in Thailand are known as Luang Po.

This little girl can now become a guide, and she was also hand-picked by this old monk, and Zhong Bai must be not the only one who has been lowered in this area, and there are naturally many people who come to meet Tusi.

Therefore, the little girl is a little arrogant.

After listening to this, I thought about going to worship, when Zhong Bai stretched out his hand to stop me and whispered to me, "I'll come first." ”

Then, he walked straight towards the main hall.

He took the three sticks of incense from the little girl's hand, and when he handed over the incense candles, I noticed for a moment that the little girl raised her eyes and glanced at Zhong Bai.

That look was a little strange.

At this time, Zhong Bai had already taken the incense candle and walked to the front of the Mozu statue, standing in front of the offering table, as if he had bowed to the old monk sitting on the futon, and then bowed to Mozu.

Then he put the incense candle in the altar of incense on the table.

Zhong Bai took two steps back and respectfully bowed to the statue of Mozu again, which was quite smooth, but when he raised his head, his eyes narrowed slightly. Bibi eBook

At this time, I also noticed a little anomaly.

The three sticks of incense that Zhong Bai had just inserted into the incense burner burned very quickly, and the white smoke rising from the three sticks of incense was like a flocculent, drifting straight into the red cloth in the middle of the offering table.

I don't know what it was under the red cloth, but the protrusion on the top of the red cloth was five or six inches high, and the white smoke melted into the red cloth, just like a stone sinking into the sea, and it was all absorbed.

There was something weird about this scene.

I watched intently, Zhong Bai too, but this scene seemed to be commonplace for the little girl, and she was not moved at all, and the old monk sitting cross-legged was settled and did not open his eyes.

When Zhong Bai came back, I asked in a low voice, "What's under the red cloth?" ”

Zhong Bai shook his head.

The little girl looked at me and said, "It's your turn." ”

I glanced at the old monk vigilantly, this place made me feel uncomfortable, and Xiao Yu was not at ease when she first came in, she must have felt something.

With a deep groan, I walked over with a wary voice and took the incense candle from the little girl's hand.

I learned the steps of Zhong Bai at the beginning, first bowed to the old monk who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, and then lit the incense candle and bowed respectfully to Mozu.

At this time, Zhong Bai's three thoughts in the incense burner had burned out and turned into three ashes.

I put the incense candle into the incense burner.

As if it were electrified, the spark of the incense candle became much brighter, just like what happened to Zhong Bai before.

The white smoke on the three sticks of incense was thick, just like the thick white smoke that came out of it, and the red cloth covered the table with the incense.

As if he had woken up from a deep sleep, Ye Siming snorted slightly in my ear, and the three streamers-like white smoke directly dispersed and disappeared into the air.