Accompanying girls to go shopping and chatting with this work, Zhang Xiaoyi can do it.

But the attitude before and after meals cannot be the same.

Before the meal, Zhang Xiaoyi took care of his mentally defective sister in the image of a big brother.

After dinner, Zhang Xiaoyi was an old friend who had not seen him for a long time, and came to visit a friend whose life was not satisfactory.

What to do?

Huang Guirong is like schizophrenia, after dinner, compared with before, she is completely like two people.

Therefore, Zhang Xiaoyi can only treat different "personalities" with different attitudes.

After dinner, the two went to a small stall, watched juggling, and stood outside the opera garden to listen to the singing.

Huang Guirong was very happy, and the feeling of squatting in the corner and "eavesdropping" made her very happy.

Zhang Xiaoyi just accompanied her, and didn't say that he could go in to listen to the play, even if he still had money on him.

Because I just heard Huang Guirong say that since her family has fallen, if she wants to listen to the play, she can only stand outside the garden or outside the gate of a mansion to listen to the play.

One of her favorite plays is "Temple Fair", where a scholar meets in a temple and falls in love.

Maybe I'm used to listening to it like this, looking at her with a satisfied look, it seems that I can really hear what is being sung inside.

In fact, outside, Zhang Xiaoyi couldn't hear what was being sung inside, and he couldn't even hear the lyrics.

All you can hear is the sound of gongs and drums, and the sound of applause and slapping of the spectators.

Huang Guirong listened very seriously, maybe in her head, she could recall the scene when she used to sit in the front row and listen to the play.

After listening to the play, Huang Guirong stood up.

"What do you hear?" Zhang Xiaoyi asked.

"Erben's court."

"How did you hear that?"

"The singing segment of stealing treasures on the White Jade Dragon Hall, Bai Yulong is played by Boss Su himself."

Is it really so magical, fantasy can still imagine what is sung and who sings.

Huang Guirong pointed behind Zhang Xiaoyi, Zhang Xiaoyi looked back, and the water sign at the gate read: Erben is in court, Boss Su sings solo.

Zhang Xiaoyi instantly felt embarrassed, turned around and walked out.

Huang Guirong followed behind, a little nervous, thinking that Zhang Xiaoyi was really angry.

Finally found a friend who treated her as an equal, she cherished it very much, and after walking for a while, she saw Zhang Xiaoyi stop in front of a juggling stall, and after turning around and raising her eyebrows at herself, Huang Guirong relieved herself.

Zhang Xiaoyi walked in front and squeezed into the crowd, and there were monkeys inside.

A little monkey flips under the command of the entertainer, drills into the fire ring, and performs some difficult actions.

After looking at it for a while, throwing down a few pennies, Zhang Xiaoyi took her to another stall again.

It's a pity that there is no cinema and no playground.

But it's not a pity that there are still many real artists who can be seen in this era.

Walking slowly and looking slowly, when the sun was deflected, the two turned back to Baihu Street and came to the door of Chen Xiyi's Taoist temple.

The decoration at the entrance of the Taoist temple is very simple, and there are three big characters written on the plaque - Qingyang Temple.

"Go in and burn incense." Zhang Xiaoyi took the initiative to say.

They have been shopping for a long time, but Zhang Xiaoyi has not forgotten his mother's explanation when he went out, and he wanted to come to the temple to burn pillar incense.

Huang Guirong looked up at this Taoist temple, a little nervous, and seemed to be a little resistant.

"Okay." But she still walked in with Zhang Xiaoyi.

After walking in, Huang Guirong raised his head and asked Zhang Xiaoyi: "Zhang Gongzi, do you believe in God?" ”

"Believe it."

"Which god?"

"Sanqing Patriarch."

"The Sanqing Patriarch is not a god, he is a saint."

"If you want to believe, believe and make it big."

If there is a Jade Emperor in this world, the God of Civil, Military and Wealth, Zhang Xiaoyi wants to believe in these immortals.

However, none of the five Heavenly Emperors in the Heavenly Court are surnamed Zhang, and the God of Wealth does not distinguish between civil and military, and his sense of cultural substitution is not so strong.

"I used to believe in Buddhism and Antarctic Immortals, but now I don't believe in it." Huang Guirong said: "Because they didn't see my prayers, bless me." ”

When I came to the first hall, there were no pilgrims in the Taoist temple, and the whole hall was empty.

"The Buddha said that all living beings are suffering, and he was right.

It is not true to say that as long as you believe in Buddhism, you will be able to get rid of suffering.

I believe in Buddhism very much, and I have believed in it since I was a child, but I chant sutras and pray every day, and I have not gotten rid of my suffering, but my life has become more and more miserable. ”

Zhang Xiaoyi did not persuade her, nor did he give her an analysis.

He knows how to listen to the girls' complaints, and don't interrupt when they tell you about their disappointments, because they don't need your help to analyze, just talk about their hearts.

"Later, I believed in the Antarctic Immortal Monarch, and the Antarctic Immortal Monarch knew it."

"Yes."

These days, he has read almost all the books about the immortals in this world, and most of the immortals have also known and know what they are in charge of and what they do.

And the Antarctic Immortal, even if he doesn't read the book, he knows that the Antarctic Immortal Monarch Li Jinyan, the pride of the people of Xianlai County, is a character engraved in his bones.

After there is a big official in anyone's village, and a person with a lot of talent, no one in this village will forget him, even if there will be people who will use him as a role model to educate their children in a few decades, let alone raise an immortal.

Huang Guirong looked up at this statue, the Dharma Protector Zun Kui Geng, and said to Zhang Xiaoyi:

"I thought the Antarctic Immortal would hear about my suffering, but he also turned a blind eye to my prayers. I thought I was not sincere enough, so I made incense and worshiped every day, but my life became more and more miserable, hehe.

Later, I didn't believe in anyone, no one worshipped, anyway, it's already like this, no matter how bitter it is, what can I do?

The rank of worshipping the Buddha was chopped by me as firewood, and the rank of the immortal monarch was thrown outside the gatehouse by me.

The incense bowls were taken away by my brothers and used as food bowls for the cats. ”

Zhang Xiaoyi listened to her and understood why she resisted before entering the temple.

Although she does not worship any immortals, she knows that there are immortals in the sky.

This is a great disrespect to hers, such a disrespectful practice, and now she has come to the temple again, and she is instinctively a little scared in the face of the gods in the temple.

As Huang Guirong spoke, Chen Xi walked out of it, and Zhang Xiaoyi stretched out a finger to his mouth and pointed to Huang Guirong next to him.

As soon as Chen Xi understood, he nodded to Zhang Xiaoyi, turned around and walked in again.

"I know there's no way I'm going to marry you, and I know no one like me would want it.

Unless my brothers die, no one can afford to be dragged down by me. ”

Zhang Xiaoyi walked to the incense case, took out two sticks of incense at the incense case, returned it and handed it to Huang Guirong.

"It's not your fault."

Zhang Xiaoyi pulled Huang Guirong to the front of the futon and said: "Although this world is very wrong, not everyone turns a blind eye to you.

If you don't mind, be my godsister. ”

Huang Guirong turned his head and looked at him in surprise, tears flashing in his eyes.

"Like you said, I can't marry you either, and my family really can't afford it.

But I'm not sympathetic to you, recognize a godfather, at least I can manage you, your life, and your unsatisfactory in the future.

I'm sorry. ”

I can't get you out of the sea of suffering, but I can try to make your life better.

I'm sorry

I'm not a self-sacrificing person.

Huang Guirong lit the incense and knelt on the futon, and Zhang Xiaoyi felt more comforted.

If it was in a previous life, I could help you fight a lawsuit, find the police, arrest your brother at home, help you materially, and care for you spiritually.

But here, unless she was abused to death by her brothers, the government didn't care, and it couldn't be managed.

Arrest her brothers, and then what?

After a few days of release, they will get even worse.

When the two knelt on the futon, Chen Xiyi also walked out in line with the time, standing in front of the two, the abbot of this sworn ceremony.

The Taoist protector of the gods, Kui Geng, a character who appeared eight thousand years ago, is like Guan Yu in another world.

Loyalty,

Eternal one!

After the salute, the two stood up, and Chen Xiyi also helped write a document for the righteous knot Jinlan.

The documents written by regular Taoist priests are more effective than the great seal of the government.

After the bowing,

Huang Guirong looked at Zhang Xiaoyi and shouted happily:

"Brother."

Zhang Xiaoyi shouted with relief:

"Girl."

After getting the settling papers, Zhang Xiaoyi finally understood why her mother wanted to let her come to the Taoist temple.

Because she also feels sorry for this girl,

Find the best reason to take care of her other than getting married.