Hospital, sunset.

The middle-aged man with a mask bowed his head and took out his mobile phone, and the mirror in the corridor reflected his black and white hair

A message was sent.

"Wife, I'm queuing up at the hospital, I may not be back so soon, you can cook today."

A few seconds later, the phone vibrated and a message popped up

Wife: "Yes, okay. ”

After a long time, another message popped up on the phone.

The middle-aged man looked down

"Husband, why don't we treat it?"

The middle-aged man had mixed tastes, didn't know what to say, and after a long time, he made an aggrieved soybean expression.

Wife: "You are already in the terminal stage of cancer, and it can't be cured"

"Chemotherapy requires so much money, and the risk is so great, I'm afraid that I will run out of money by then."

After being silent for a long time, the middle-aged man lowered his head and smiled bitterly, and sent one, uh-huh.

Wife: "We don't have any money, you continue to do governance, you can only pick it up"

The middle-aged man squeezed his phone tightly and replied with one, um.

Wife: "Our son is in junior high school, and he is about to go to high school, and there are too many places to spend money at home, can you understand?"

"I'm so stressed that I've thought about it a lot of genius to tell you."

The middle-aged man was so full of thoughts that he fell on his mobile phone, and only one sentence remained.

I can understand.

Wife: "You can be treated conservatively, or a miracle may happen." ”

After a long time, the middle-aged man replied: "Hmm." ”

Then put down the phone, cowered in the corner, hugged his head and cried, choked and sobbed.

Hoarse in his heart: "Mantian God and Buddha, no matter who it is, save us." ”

On the other side, a middle-aged woman stretched out her dark fingers, picked up the needle and thread, and sewed the last hole in her clothes.

Then he opened the cupboard, looked at the empty rice bag, and was silent for a long time.

A worn-out bill is pulled out of a tin box.

People die if they don't eat, and they die if they don't take medicine.

In this family, not only her husband is sick, but she is also sick, and this disease is called poverty disease.

When human beings are not in time, they often gather together ethereal gods and Buddhas, although they do not exist, but they are also a hope.

Man feeds on hope and lives in the world.

However, people have human suffering, and gods have divine troubles, not to mention that such an extraordinary place is a mysterious and extremely high universe, and there are several true immortals and Buddhas who are willing to listen to the suffering of mortals, and the incense gods also favor the rich.

The middle-aged woman carried ten catties of rice on the way home, when she passed a Taoist temple, there was a faint sound in her ears, and the sound of reciting scriptures came outside the temple.

A young Taoist priest dressed in a water-fire Taoist robe, at the gate of the temple, shouted: "When the time comes, the Xia Yuan water-saving official relieves the misfortune......

"Anyway, I don't need money, I believe a little bit."

The middle-aged woman was stunned, there are still palaces and temples in this world that don't need to burn incense money? !

Looking at the sky, it was already sunset, and darkness was about to cover the earth.

"It's still important to cook."

The middle-aged woman muttered, put down the rice, and bowed to the palace not far away.

Since her husband got sick, the fairy bodhisattva has asked for a lot, and he is not bad for this one.

"God bless, let my husband be better."

The prayer was not sincere, but sincere, check the darkness, between the void, a little pure milky white aura flew into the Xia Yuan Festival, blended into the myth of the cave yin, and a drop of water fell and rippled.

Between the void, a crisp voice came: "Brother, the same party has established a connection with multiple parties." ”

"I've seen it." Luo Feng smiled, and the divine mirror in his hand turned, shining on the heavens and perceiving all worlds, so a little spiritual light descended, igniting him and me.

Shuiyan City, Zebei Guanzhong, is repairing the fasting and setting up Jiao, seeking blessings and avoiding disasters.

Lang recites the scriptures, and the incense is faint.

"The heavenly officials bless, the local officials forgive their sins, the water officials solve the misfortunes, and today is the next Yuan Day, praise the emperor!"

"Zhixin conversion ceremony, Chendian Dongyin, Shuifu Xuangong, six divisions, immeasurable gods and immortal officials, in charge of the affairs of rivers and lakes, Yutianhe Yunhan rescues the suffering according to the sky, and the Tianhe Sect Master Hydrological Emperor."

"Solve natural disasters and save the spirit of karma; Descend to the secluded and divide the way of people and ghosts. Enlightenment, great sage and great mercy, congenital water yuan god, Tai'an Xuanming on the true high saint Yun Han Xuanyuan Tianzun! ”

"Praise Xia Yuan Xie Tianzun!"

"Praise Xia Yuan Xie Tianzun!"

……

Several Taoist priests looked solemn and sincere on the surface, and held a ceremony.

Suddenly, the candle flame flickered, blooming brightly, and a young Taoist priest dressed in a water and fire robe, his eyes became smart, and he chuckled in a low voice: "Once you get married, the water official will solve your misfortune." ”

When all the believers left, there was only one old Taoist priest left, Luo Feng, and two young Taoist priests.

"Luo Feng, what are you talking about?" The white-haired old Taoist priest at the head of the priest shouted in dissatisfaction: "Fasting is rude, the Emperor of Dongyin will blame." ”

"The disciple knows that Tianzun has always been compassionate and broad-minded, and he does not care about the slightest mistake of the disciple."

Luo Feng made a snort

The white-haired old Taoist priest shook his head and didn't say anything, just sighed.

Turning around and staring at the main hall dedicated to Emperor Yin of Shuiguan Dong, a trace of memory flashed in his eyes. A hundred years ago, when Master and Master Zu were still there, Zebeiguan had a true cultivation.

"Clean up and go to Chende Hall to settle this month's salary."

The old Taoist priest said slowly.

A trace of excitement flashed in the eyes of the two young Taoist priests behind him, only the old Taoist priest in this Taoist temple grew up from the small Taoist sect, and the rest of the people are professional Taoist priests, and they have no faith in the immortals in their hearts, especially the new Luo Feng, who is a professional in the profession.

Otherwise, he also said that he didn't want money anyway, and believed a little bit of this kind of thing to win over pilgrims.

After receiving their salaries, the other two Taoist priests were elated, took off their work clothes, and went to spend time outside the Taoist temple.

Only Luo Feng remained.

A trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of the old Taoist priest, and he asked, "Luo Feng has something." ”

Luo Feng said with a smile: "Lord, I want to enter the Tao and practice. ”

The master frowned, waved his hand, and said: "Go and go, why do you stay in the temple in a good year, your contribution is in your eyes and in your heart." After working here for a few years, I recommend you to go to Longhu Mountain to receive the Gong, and then go to the Taoist Association. ”

Luo Feng shook his head and said: "Lord, I am sincere, just now fasting and the Heavenly Venerable entrusted me with a dream, saying that I have a fate with Dongyin, and I have a fate." ”

The Guan Lord sneered: "Tianzun entrusted you with a dream, it sounds so good, what does Tianzun look like, do you know?" ”

Luo Feng thought for a while, took out a mirror from his waist, and pointed to the person in the mirror: "That's it." ”

The old Taoist priest frowned, waved the dust, and drove Luo Feng out of the room.

"If you don't make trouble, Tianzun will be in all phases, and you will transform all sentient beings, where can you see it."

Looking at the hall dedicated to the Dongyin Emperor not far away, Luo Feng shook his head and sighed: "What's going on." ”

To be honest this year, why didn't anyone believe it?