Ten minutes later, Tao You came out of the Buddha hall, stood under the eaves full of wet footprints and looked up at the increasingly gloomy sky, continuous raindrops gathered on the roof, and fell vertically along the inclined eaves, forming a natural rain curtain in front of the stone steps, and transparent bubbles also appeared on the ground, and the gray stone slabs outside the eaves were wet, and the color was darkened.

Against the backdrop of the rain, the Jingling Temple has a layer of hazy mist, coupled with the constant sound of wooden fish in the Buddhist hall, ethereal and distant. Even the rain, which is disturbing most of the time, looks like the finishing touch to this wonderful atmosphere at this moment.

The endless stream of pilgrims either holding umbrellas or wearing raincoats, as if they were infected by the whole environment, their footsteps were much clearer, and they quietly and methodically entered the Buddhist hall, offered incense, worshipped the Buddha, and made wishes.

As if he had a sense, Tao You turned his head to look under the tree, and at a glance he saw from the standing crowd the strange old man who was still in the same posture and sitting on the ground, he was meditating cross-legged with his eyes closed, slowly stroking the black Buddha beads with one hand, no matter how many sounds the people around him made, he seemed to be inaudible, isolated from the world, and his body was full of the word high and deep.

Perhaps it was because the evergreen tree grew so well that it was still leafy in winter, and it was not wet at all in the shade, except for a few raindrops occasionally blown in by the wind. There were a number of people standing there sheltering from the rain, but none of them paid much attention to the strange old man on the side.

- The old man is still there.

Tao You shook two brand-new peace blessings in his hands, and walked back without thinking too much.

As soon as he raised his feet and walked a few steps, he was stopped by the strange old man, he pointed to the two peace blessings on Tao You's hands, and said in a high-pitched voice, "Girl! Please ask for this free peace and blessing, it is better to ask me to sign a visa to be real and reassuring, it is all free, and my grade is much higher."

Tao You stopped, rolled his eyes silently, and stuffed Ping An Fu into his backpack. In the Buddha hall just now, she saw many people go to the master who is sitting in the corner and wearing monk's clothes to ask for this peace blessing after worshipping, and she heard that it is free, so she went to get two, anyway, they are all things in the Jingling Temple, how much difference can there be between free and paid.

- What does it have to do with you, nosy.

Tao You didn't have a good impression of this strange old man, and subconsciously classified him into the same category as the liars who squatted on the bridge every day, erected a flag, told fortunes and deceived people, pretended to be blind with sunglasses, and made up a lot of good and bad things by touching the lines on their hands a few times. This strange old man said that it was free, and maybe he would ask her to buy this and that in a while, and say something to eliminate disasters and solve problems.

Tao You has seen a lot of this kind of trick, if she was a few years younger, she might easily believe his words, but unfortunately she has been deceived before, so it is impossible to fall in the same pit twice.

Tao You didn't reply, but he didn't hear it, and continued to walk forward, the strange old man was in a hurry, wrapped a long string of Buddhist beads around his hand a few times, got up and ran quickly into the eaves, and stopped her a few steps in front of Tao You, the pace was not as flexible as he should be at his age.

Tao You's face was cold, and he looked this strange old man up and down angrily, and he was even more sure that he was a liar.

The strange old man dusted off the raindrops on his clothes, his face was black and stained with a lot of ash, and a pair of black and white, clear and transparent eyes looked at Tao You's face for a long time, and he raised his beard, which was not much, and shook his head.

Tao You was furious by his overly inquiring eyes, and involuntarily took a few steps back, "What are you doing?"

"Hey, little girl, I see your face," the strange old man continued to stroke his beard, "and it may not be easy for a while."

- Blame the old man, what unlucky words to say! It doesn't depend on how I understand it, as long as I have a good attitude, no matter how bad things are, they can be broken by me.

"So, I have ······." The strange old man said and felt it in his pocket.

Tao You hurriedly shook his hand and said, "Eh, I said, don't buy anything."

The strange old man took out another string of agate red beads from his pocket, and in the middle there was an oval bead that was very large, as if something was stuffed inside, and the other beads were much smaller than the one in his hand. He handed it to Tao You, "If you take this, it will definitely be more safe than that free peace blessing." He gestured to Tao You's backpack.

Tao You looked vigilantly at the beads on the crumpled hands of the strange old man, and put his hands behind his back. The beads wouldn't be cheap at first glance, and if she took them, the old man would have started asking her for money.

The strange old man grinned when he saw Tao You's defensive appearance, and the wrinkles on his face were piled together, which matched his voice that had been through vicissitudes of life. "Don't worry, it's free, you don't want your money, take it."

- Is it really free? This blames the old man's spirit, right? If this is really as good as he said, many people should rush to ask for it. Moreover, how does she know if this bead can keep her safe, and if something happens later, can she attribute the reason to this bead.

"I don't want it, you can take it back." Tao You continued to shake his head and refuse.

"Hey, you girl······ The strange old man was laughed at by Tao Youcheng.

"Little benefactor?" Behind him, the voice of the little master Zhixin appeared, rescuing Tao You from the predicament.

He held a beige oil-paper umbrella that could not be more simple, and took an extra one in the other hand, seeing Tao You's empty hands, he turned his head to look at the rain outside, realized something, and said, "You didn't bring an umbrella, did you?" jj.br>

Without waiting for Tao You to answer, he took the umbrella in his hand and handed the other unopened one to Tao You, "Oh, you can use it."

"No, I don't." Tao You turned around and said, "I'll wait for the rain to stop before leaving."

The little master of Zhixin insisted, "You can take it, I made it myself, gadgets, I have more of them."

- This ······ The oil-paper umbrella is intangible cultural heritage, but I didn't expect him to have this craft.

Tao You took the umbrella and saw the handle from the umbrella head carefully, the umbrella support and the handle are made of bamboo and wood, the handle is polished very smooth, not pricked at all, the umbrella support is connected with silk threads, and the umbrella will not be stuck when the umbrella is opened. You can see the patience and craftsmanship of the maker, "Thank you, I'll give it back to you next time I have the chance." This umbrella is very beautiful, you are very good." She doesn't often speak of praise at will.

When Tao You went out to travel with Tao's father and Tao's mother when she was a child, she bought a similar oil-paper umbrella at the scenic spot, but it was not as fine and sturdy as this, and she couldn't put it down for a while, but she still remembered the truth of borrowing and repaying.

The little master Zhixin was praised shyly, touched his head again, and said modestly, "I don't have any hobbies in my spare time, just do handicrafts, it just happens that there are many bamboos around, I have specially learned this craft before, but it is still very rough, and it can't be compared with those masters at all."

- This head is really smooth, it looks like it's easy to touch, I don't know what it feels like.

Tao You stared at the hand of the little master Zhixin who kept rubbing his scalp, and was successfully distracted, and even had some itchy hands.

"What's more, I can't learn how to draw, and it's still far from the ones that are printed on it that are sold outside. If you don't dislike it, I'll give you this umbrella." Usually the umbrellas used by the brothers in the temple are basically made by him, but he didn't hear them praise him in person for the good looks of the umbrella, this is the first time he has heard others agree that he is a craft, and he decided to give the umbrella to Tao You.

Tao You came back to his senses, "Really?! Thank you!" Her face was full of surprise, she put away the umbrella and held it carefully to her chest, "Then you are busy, I'll go first, see you later."

She turned around with a smile, and saw that the strange old man didn't know when he had walked, half a meter behind her, looking at the enlarged face in front of her, Tao You's smile froze on her face, her pupils dilated because of fright, she silently took a step back and pulled away.

"Hehe," the strange old man smiled again, but this time he took a step to the side, didn't stop Tao You again, and finally said, "You and that boy will definitely involve each other, think carefully." After saying that, he smiled and waved, "Goodbye."

- Nonsense, this strange old man, how can he still block fate, the spirit is fine, right?

Song Yimian's figure suddenly appeared in Tao You's mind, she subconsciously didn't want to believe the words of this strange old man, so she frowned angrily, and didn't even want to give him a smirk, so she turned around and hurried away.

"Uncle Tongyuan?" After Tao You left, the little master Zhixin looked at this strange old man carefully and shouted hesitantly.

The strange old man glanced back at the little master of Zhixin, and replied lightly, completely lacking the laughing appearance just now.

The little master of Zhixin grew his mouth, and he couldn't believe that the strange old man in front of him who exuded a strange smell and was dressed in tatters could be Uncle Tongyuan, who had gone out on a trip a few years ago and had no news so far, no wonder no one came forward to talk to him. In the past, one-third of the pilgrims who went up the mountain came to him to solve their doubts, another third came to his master, and one-third just went up the mountain to pray for peace.

"Uncle Shi, why did you become like this?" The little master of Zhixin cried in distress, and the corners of his mouth also skimmed down, "Don't let us know when you come back."

The strange old man waved at him in disgust, "Hey, it's okay, it's okay, how come a few years have passed, there has been no growth at all, what does it look like to cry!" I'm not sick or disabled, I'm in good health! Smile at me!"

The little master Zhixin obediently showed a smile that was more ugly than crying, followed the strange old man, and walked to another Buddhist hall, "Uncle Shi, I have always cleaned your room, and it is very clean. My master also talks about you every day, and he will be out of the customs in two days, and he will be happy to see you come back." As soon as he was excited, he couldn't stop talking.

"Uncle Shi, the bead you stuffed into the little donor's bag just now, if I'm not mistaken, it's the one you have been offering, right? Why did you give it to the little donor, and there is a ······ in it?"

The strange old man stopped suddenly, and the little master Zhixin stopped a few centimeters behind the strange old man in time, and his chest almost hit the head of the strange old man. He lowered his head and looked at the strange old man suspiciously.

I saw the strange old man turn his head, look at the empty hillside with complicated eyes, his hands behind his back, his expression became a little gloomy, and he said in a low voice, "When I met someone who was destined, I gave it."

The strange old man said so, and the little master Zhixin had no doubts, but he was infected by the strange old man's expression, and he became a little depressed inexplicably.

"Eh," the strange old man's tone changed, "do you have Nimmy on your phone?" He asked very easily, as if the old man who had been stunned for a second was not him.

The little master of Zhixin turned around in time, collected his mood, and nodded, "Yes."

"Go back and get your phone and play a few games for me." The strange old man stretched, turned his head to smell his clothes, pursed his mouth and said in disgust, "It stinks, and my hair hasn't been washed for almost half a month, you put me some water, I want to take a bath and rest well."

The little master of Zhixin hurriedly followed, and said with some reluctance, "Uncle Shi, can't you buy a mobile phone yourself? I always play games with my number, and every time I have to play for a long time to return to my original rank, I have to be scolded for being a level dish. And it's a hard game, you have to use your brain."

"Tsk," the strange old man stroked his beard, was poked in the sore spot, turned around to give the little master Zhixin a shock, found that he had only reached his chest, stood on tiptoe with some embarrassment, stretched out his hand but found that it was still a little close.

Seeing this, although there was still grievance on his face, the little master Zhixin still bent down obediently and took the initiative to stretch his blue scalp in front of the strange old man.

The strange old man was not polite, and gave him a violent shudder, crossed his hands on his hips, and said unconvinced, "Who doesn't know how to use their brains?! Do you dislike your uncle so much?! In the past few years, my game level has improved a lot! You can see in a moment, give me two hours, and directly help you upgrade forty levels!" He gestured with his hands, full of confidence.

"Practice to see or to dispel? Or is there something else that has a stand-alone play?" The little master of Zhixin muttered in a low voice, and was glared back by the strange old man.

The little master of Zhixin rubbed his head, he didn't have high expectations for the game level of the strange old man, he laughed dryly at the cowhide that the strange old man bragged, "Uncle Shi, I'll get it for you in a while." Although he was still reluctant, he still took the mobile phone from his room and gave it to the strange old man, and sighed in his heart, not knowing how many nights he had to secretly stay up to chase back the rank.

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Here, Tao You just walked down the hill with an umbrella and returned to the Buddhist hall at the front, wanting to go in and ask for peace and blessings for Grandma Tang, so he met Xie Yu, who was also holding an umbrella.

"Eh, you have an umbrella, I was looking for you, I thought you were gone." Xie Yu gestured to the other umbrella in his hand, looked in the direction Tao You's coming from, and teased, "Went to Yue Lao again?" She had already guessed some.

Tao Youyou lowered his head and said in response, "The umbrella that the little master Zhixin gave me, I'll go and ask for peace and blessing for my grandmother."

"Okay, since you have an umbrella, then I'll go first, see you later." The corners of Xie Yu's mouth were raised, ready to go back and share the latest information with Hong Xiqi, who was halfway through the conversation.

Five minutes later, Tao You came out of the Buddha hall and put down the schoolbag to put Ping'an Fu in, only to find that there was a string of red beads in the grid bag on the side of the schoolbag, which was the one that the strange old man wanted to give her just now.

- Why did you stuff it for me when you said no?

Tao You's eyebrows furrowed, hesitating whether to return it, but she didn't know if the strange old man was still there, or if she could successfully return it.

- Forget it, it's useless anyway, just go back and stuff it in the drawer.

She made up her mind in a second, stuffed it into her schoolbag with Ping'an Fu, looked back at the Jingling Temple that had been washed clean by the heavy rain, and turned around and went down the mountain.

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