Chapter 57: The Immortal Doesn't Cross the Poor (Seeking to Read)

Not long after Gu Changsheng sat down, the rest of the Dragon Group also mixed in.

After a short while, the main hall was basically full, and the lecture began.

The Taoist sitting in the middle opened his eyes, looked at the believer in front of him calmly, and slowly spoke.

Clear sound reaches everyone's ears.

"I became enlightened at the age of seven, and I met immortals in my dreams. The immortals caressed my top, and my hair was immortalized. ”

As the Taoist spoke, a vision appeared.

Cranes that seemed to be real and illusory appeared from the sky and flew up and down around the inside and outside of the main hall, causing the believers to exclaim in amazement.

Gu Changsheng sat cross-legged, looked at the so-called vision, and nodded appreciatively.

Yes, the illusion has been mastered perfectly.

On the high platform, listening to an exclamation, a hint of triumph flashed on the immortal's face, and he continued to speak, telling his experience.

The gist is that he attained the Tao in a dream when he was young, and now he is about to become an immortal, but his good deeds are not enough, so he casts a spell and preaches to transform the world.

Gu Changsheng shook his head again and again when he heard this, this is too good to blow......

At this time, there was a noisy sound at the entrance of the main hall.

Gu Changsheng looked towards the door, but only saw a middle-aged woman, who was pulled away by a few Taoists covering her mouth.

The believers in the main hall listened attentively to the teachings, and few of them noticed what was happening at the door.

Gu Changsheng frowned, feeling that the woman was a little familiar.

Getting up gently, Gu Changsheng walked out of the main hall, ran the Dao method to transform into the wind, and quietly followed.

At the back door of the Taoist temple, a fat Taoist priest pushed the woman out of the door, his face full of disgust.

"Next time you dare to make trouble, you're welcome!"

The fat Taoist priest turned his head to look at the people on the side again, and reprimanded: "Waste! You can't even look at the door, and you disturb the immortal master's teachings, can you afford it? ”

"It's my fault, it's my fault. Seeing that she was a familiar face, I let her in. A Taoist priest next to him lowered his head and admitted his mistake again and again.

No one cares about the woman sitting on the ground.

Except for Gu Changsheng.

He remembered why he felt that the woman was familiar: this was the one he had met in Jiangcheng, the person whose wallet had been robbed.

Gu Changsheng was hidden in the wind and didn't come out, wanting to see what was going on.

The woman lost her soul and muttered to herself.

"Isn't he an immortal, I used all the money for incense, and he told me that my son will be fine."

With begging in her eyes, the woman looked at the fat Taoist.

"My son can't do it now, Dao Chief, can you let me in and let me meet the immortal master?"

The fat Taoist priest looked indifferent. "I didn't pay homage to the incense, how could I let you see the immortal master?"

Hearing the words of the fat Taoist, the woman knelt down like crazy and kowtowed vigorously.

A trace of blood was left from her forehead, but the mother was still begging as if she didn't feel it, hoping that the Taoist in front of her would let her in.

The fat Taoist priest's eyes were full of coldness, and he was unmoved.

He crouched down, looked at the bleeding woman, and spoke.

"Do you listen to a saying, the Buddha does not cross the poor, the same, the immortals do not cross the poor."

Standing up, the fat Taoist priest kicked out and ordered the people next to him. "If you see her come later, hit out."

The woman was kicked to the ground and lay on her side, curled up in a ball, her eyes blank and without a trace of color.

The fat Taoist walked back to the Taoist temple and closed the door.

also cut off the woman's last hope.

Gu Changsheng appeared from the wind and gently picked up the woman who fell to the ground.

asked softly: "Eldest sister, what's the matter, why did you come here from Jiangcheng?" ”

Without waiting for the woman to answer, Gu Changsheng raised his sword finger, and a clear water appeared, helping the woman wash away the blood and dust on her face.

Seeing the clear water that appeared out of thin air, a trace of surprise flashed in the woman's eyes that had already appeared dead.

She remembered the man in front of her, and the money for her son's surgery was given by him.

Gu Changsheng helped the woman sit on the stone chair next to her and continued to ask.

"Eldest sister, didn't my son's surgery succeed? Tell me maybe I can help. ”

The woman couldn't hold back her emotions any longer, cried bitterly, and told her story intermittently.

Under the emotion, the woman's narration was very messy, but Gu Changsheng didn't interrupt her, just listened quietly.

She's a hard worker.

As soon as her son was born, her husband was in a car accident and died.

Afraid that her son would be wronged, she did not remarry. A person worked hard to pull his son to adulthood.

The child was also angry and was admitted to a good university.

But just as life was getting better, her son fell ill.

After a few surgeries, the doctor told her that modern medicine was no longer capable and told her to try something else.

The woman happened to hear that there was an immortal in another place, who was crossing the world. As if grasping at a life-saving straw, she rushed over with her seriously ill son.

But when I came over, I realized that the immortals crossed the world, but they asked the world to sacrifice mortal goods.

Eighteen thousand eight hundred eighty-eight, this is the price of an incense.

Gritting her teeth and saluting the incense, after the lecture, she got a pill.

When he went home and asked his son to take it, he immediately got better and felt a lot more energetic.

This made the mother and son ecstatic and saw hope.

But the good times didn't last long, and within a few days, his son's body suddenly deteriorated sharply, and his condition was not even as good as when he didn't take pills at the earliest.

The anxious woman came to the Taoist temple again.

A fat Taoist priest told her that her son's condition was serious and that one pill was not enough.

In other words, eighteen thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight was not enough to save her son's life.

So, she spent all her savings in exchange for a few pills.

The son did not get better.

But she had no money.

At the end, the woman looked at Gu Changsheng with tears in her eyes, and pleaded loudly.

"Little brother, I remember you, you are a kind person. I beg you, if you have the money, can you lend me some money. ”

When the woman stood up, she was about to kneel down for Gu Changsheng.

"I can't watch my son die, I swear, I'll give you back the money if I'm a cow and a horse."

Gu Changsheng stopped the woman from kneeling down and let out a long sigh.

The mother in front of her may have a vague guess in her heart, but she can't believe that she has been deceived.

Because this is her son's last hope to live.

Gu Changsheng didn't answer her question, but used a calming spell.

The emotional woman's eyelids suddenly became extremely heavy, and she fell asleep on the stone table.

At this time, the back door of the Taoist temple opened again.

Probably because he was afraid that the woman would be stalked, the fat Taoist priest came to see if she was gone.

Seeing the woman asleep on the stone table, he turned cold and walked over with a scolding face. "Crazy woman looking for death, ***"

Gu Changsheng looked at the fat Taoist priest coldly, and got up to block in front of him.

Without waiting for the fat Taoist priest to speak, Gu Changsheng asked out loud: "I heard that your immortals here don't cross the poor?" ”

He took out a hundred-dollar bill from his bosom.

Gu Changsheng clamped the banknote between his fingers, covered it with aura, and threw it the fat Taoist's face.

"Smack!"

The fat Taoist priest was knocked to the ground, and his fat face was swollen.

Gu Changsheng squatted in front of the fat Taoist, took out a wad of money, and picked up another one.

Throw it out hard.

"Smack!"

The other half of the fat Taoist's face was also swollen.

Pulling out a bill again, Gu Changsheng smiled, looked at the fat man with a frightened face in front of him, and said word by word.

"Let's go, go and ask your Qinghui Immortal Master, does he dare to ask for my money?"

Picking up the fat Taoist priest, Gu Changsheng walked towards the Taoist temple.