At eight o'clock in the morning, Sanqingguan.

Early in the morning, the entrance of the Taoist temple was bustling with people, and there were more stalls selling snacks along the street.

Originally, it was an urban area, and the crowd was noisy, which seemed even more noisy.

With a squeak, the door of the Taoist temple was opened, revealing a slit, and the path in a navy blue robe walked out, waving at the people in front of them who were holding their mobile phones and trying to rush in.

"This view does not offer incense, if guests want to offer incense and pray for the protection of the gods, they can go to the Lingyin Temple next door."

"Dao Chief, we're here to buy talismans!"

"Do you see the Qing Sansan here? I want her to sign me. Yes...... Xu Tang is also good here! ”

"It's not in the way, we just want to go around the Taoist temple and donate some merit!"

“……”

Seeing that Qing hadn't spoken, he was drowned out by the voices one after another, and he just wanted to hold his forehead.

Since the day before yesterday, Sanren came back from G City, and it was crowded with people every day, from morning to night.

I don't want to see thousands of birds and phoenixes, or I came here to squat at Ling Fei.

There are also some little girls who claim to be the wives of the Qingsan people, who come to the Taoist temple every day, and sit all day, but they talk to the uncles and aunts who come to enjoy the coolness.

Where is this still like a Taoist temple with a withered flow of visitors?

In the quiet room, there is a screen by the window, on which the phalaenopsis embroidered with soft silver silk is lifelike, and a few wisps of sandalwood waft from the furnace, blocking the heat and noise outside.

Qianwan finished the morning class, put the dust on the windowsill casually, and nodded lightly to the young man kneeling on the tuanpu, "Mr. An." ”

When Anping saw her, he folded his hands excitedly and thanked him, "I came to thank Daochang Shen, I dreamed of my mother the day before yesterday." ”

"I finally saw my mother's appearance, more gentle than others described, she talked to me a lot, and said that she would be fine, don't worry about her......"

"When my mother died of a violent illness, I was still studying abroad, and my father never let me see her, and even kept her name silent...... I secretly checked for a long time before I found out that there was something wrong with Anfu Mall, and secretly invited many masters to see it, but they didn't dare to mess with cause and effect, and they were afraid of my father's power. ”

Fortunately, there was an uncle who used to be a good friend of his mother, so he helped him come up with this solution.

Otherwise, he didn't know how long his mother would be imprisoned.

An Ping's eyes were red, he shook his head sadly, and said sincerely, "Daoist Shen saved my mother and was very kind to me, and I would like to come to the Taoist Temple for three days every year to practice." ”

“…… Not necessarily. "There are only a few people in Sanqingguan.

It is also to occupy a place.

"I don't see too many squatters in the temple, and I also want to donate a building to the Taoist temple, plus a few pavilions to rest."

The corners of Qianye's eyes twitched.

This Anping is worthy of being the son of the richest man in G City, and the way of donating merit is so unusual.

"Mr. An doesn't need this, the price of the foreign order can be settled, there are few people in the view, and no matter how many buildings are idle, it is not in line with the resource conservation advocated by the city."

"It's really inappropriate, what the Taoist chief said makes sense." An Ping nodded with a teachable expression.

In fact, it is a certain god who is afraid of trouble: ......

"Then I'll donate a variety show and column to Sanqingguan, and Daochang Shen shouldn't shirk anymore."

Thousand Nights: "......"

Anping is a doer, so he took out his mobile phone and called the secretary directly.

Qianwan was about to refuse, but Xu Tang hurriedly walked in, his expression a little solemn, "Sanren, Mr. Fu is in a coma, and now he is in the hospital." ”

Qianwan's eyes sank, "What's the matter?" ”

Fu Fan was wearing her special sachet, and she almost didn't engrave her name as a thousand nights, even if the judge came, she had to give a few thin noodles.

And a few days of divination is also good luck.

Xu Tang didn't know the situation either, "Mrs. Fu called, her voice sounded very flustered, and she didn't make it too clear. ”

Qianwan frowned and pursed her lips coldly, "I'll go over and take a look." ”

(End of chapter)