Xi Yan ate a large slice, frowned for a moment, and then relaxed chewing the food, his brows loosened and tightened, tight and loose.

Mao Yuning probed and asked, "How does it taste?" ”

Xi Yan: "Sweet."

Mao Yuning: "......"

From the city to Panlong Bay, it takes about 40 minutes.

After Xi Yan parked the car steadily, Mao Yuning got out of the car with the Xiangbao carton.

After entering the scenic spot, there were people everywhere, and the appearance of Xi Yan and Mao Yuning instantly attracted the attention of countless people.

Mao Yuning was worried that if she continued like this, even if she was wearing a mask, she would be recognized sooner or later.

Xi Yan went to a stall and bought a big sunglasses for her to wear.

As long as Mao Yuning's identity as a public artist is not recognized, although others are curious, they will not come forward to disturb.

After entering the scenic spot, Mao Yuning took the incense treasure and went to the temple to make a vow.

The Panlong Pavilion in his hometown is the Big Buddha Temple, which not only attracts many foreign tourists, but also people within a radius of several miles will come here to pray to God and worship Buddha, Zhan Yuxi will come here every year to ask for peace, and Mao Yuning will follow him every time he was a child.

Entering the temple and kneeling on the cushion, Mao Yuning invited all the gods he knew, and kowtowed with the tribute incense in his hand and bowed.

Xi Yan has been to the temple and has seen many people who prayed sincerely in front of the Buddha, but it was the first time he saw this situation.

Xi Yan looked very interesting, his eyes turned around, and saw that someone next to him bought an oil can, added oil to the light box, he also bought a bottle, and learned from others to open the bottle cap and pour the oil into the light box, there was only a small fire core inside, exuding a faint light.

When Mao Yuning got up and was about to go to the Xiangbao, he saw Xi Yan holding the oil jar, staring at the wick, and couldn't help but wave his fingertips in front of him.

Xi Yan came back to his senses and turned his head to look at her, the residual warmth in his eyes lingered and long.

Mao Yuning chuckled in his heart, almost fell into the whirlpool in his eyes, and ran away with Xiangbao in his senses.

Xi Yan threw the jar into the trash, took out a tissue and wiped his oil-stained hands, and then looked back at the golden Buddhas on display in the room, his eyes sweeping over their compassionate faces.

His expression was as indifferent as ever, and when he looked back at Mao Yuning who was walking this way, the warmth in his eyes diluted the coldness in an instant.

There are dozens of big Buddhas in Panlong Pavilion, Mao Yuning took Xi Yan and walked the whole mountain around, during which he met children begging, he would stop.

Children are probably afraid of being expelled, and when they see tourists, they will take the initiative to come forward to beg, but the gray and cowardly seem to cover their whole faces.

Mao Yuning took the food and tried to communicate with them, but their response was very slow, and she was asking and answering herself.

Mao Yuning knew that this was not a sign of intellectual imbecility, it was the environment of begging that made their senses shut up.

Occasionally, there were one or two flexible beggars, Mao Yuning followed them, and after observing them for a long time, he found out that they were all children with parents, and parents and children came out to beg together.

Mao Yuning returned halfway up the mountain, at first he didn't know why these beggars were gathered here, instead of the more crowded entrances and exits at the foot of the mountain, until he saw the sacrificial people with their own eyes, after completing the worship ceremony, they scattered the tributes on the table, like some kind of ritual, on the empty ground in front of them.

Those beggars were already waiting for the opportunity to move, and the tribute was thrown on the ground, and they instantly swarmed up, you pushed me, pushed you, threw themselves on the ground, clutched the food tightly in their hands, and held it in their arms.

The worshippers were not surprised and continued to worship, each time picking up one of the foods on the table and throwing them out.

Each of those beggars grabbed a lot of things, and even the smallest beggar had super explosive power in front of the snatch.

After the sacrifice, the beggars did not take the food and devour it, but picked up the plastic bag, put the food in it, and tied it to the wrist like some treasure, and the ashes on their faces were washed away a lot, revealing a trace of temporary stability.

When it got dark, the beggars on the ground got up and left, leaving only two skinny children, who took out the biscuits in the bag and gnawed slowly.

When Mao Yuning stepped forward with two bottles of water, they were shocked, and they didn't dare to eat the things in their hands.

Mao Yuning took the loose money that Yan specially went to exchange, and gave them ten yuan by himself.

She observed for a day and found that the tourists passing by gave them the most one dollar, and those who gave five yuan were very few, and ten yuan basically did not look at it.

As for a hundred yuan, for a child, especially a beggar, it may not be warmed up before it will be snatched away.

The two little beggars, seeing that Mao Yuning really gave them ten yuan, were a little incredulous, and stretched out their hands to take the ten yuan from her palm.

After dark, the cold gradually rises, and the tourists all come down the mountain.

Seeing that there was no one around, Mao Yuning squatted down, took off his sunglasses, and said in a soft voice: "Everyone is gone, why don't you go back?" ”

Two little beggars, one shook his head with a sullen face, and the other paused for a long time before speaking: "We don't know where to go." ”

Homeless, without even a shelter, they go there, they are driven out.

"And where do you sleep?"

The two of them looked at Mao Yuning and were silent, and there was still cowardice and defensiveness in their eyes.

Mao Yuning probably guessed that this was because she was afraid that if she told her the place, they would be expelled, and they would not even have a place to sleep.

Mao Yuning looked at them and said, "Sister will find you a place to live and let you study, okay?"

Their calm faces changed instantly, they picked up something on the ground and ran away in a panic.

"Hey, don't be afraid...... Mao Yuning reached out and grabbed a child's hand, trying to explain to them.

The child struggled violently, and opened his mouth to bite the back of her hand.

Mao Yuning reacted quickly and let go, and they quickly ran away.

Xi Yan, who had been standing behind him, did not step forward to stop him, and seeing Mao Yuning's annoyed expression, he handed over a tissue.

"They don't believe me, they're worried I'm a human trafficker?" Mao Yuning's face was stained with confusion, they knew that the deeds of human traffickers were all through the news, the Internet, or the descriptions of relatives and friends around them, why did these beggars react in this way.

Xi Yan: "They may have been deceived and went back with others, but in exchange for being driven away, beaten, or even just a tool to collect money." ”

The reaction of the two children could not deceive people, the panic, fear, and fear were all written on their faces.

It was already an hour before the car returned to the city.

Mao Yuning's mobile phone rang non-stop, all of them were messages from Zhan Yuxi, asking her what time she would go back and whether she had taken Xi Yan to dinner.

Mao Yuning was too lazy to type, so she simply dialed the phone and went back, chatted a few words, hung up the phone, and discussed with Xi Yan how to solve the problem of dinner.

(End of chapter)