Looking at the Yuzhen Taoist who heard that the travel plan was completed, many tourists would bring a lot of incense offerings, but still sighed.

Time.

Zhang Hongsheng couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

After all, there are all kinds of Taoist temples nowadays, and the temple is too late to be happy when it hears that it is going to be planned and bring a lot of incense to its own Taoist temple or temple.

Where can you sigh and worry?

But after thinking about it carefully, he also understood that the Jade True Daoist was a real Taoist who practiced in the deep mountains.

Although recently, because of the planning on this mountain, there are still various problems with these laymen.

But after all, he is still a person who has practiced the Tao.

It's not about money and profit.

Really speaking, the self who uses incense to worship and has money to show off is entering the inferior.

After all, if Daoist Yuzhen really valued money, then when he rescued himself, he would not just let himself spend some money to buy some meat and vegetables.

When I help my brother-in-law, I don't just need some medicinal herbs.

Yuzhen Dao has such a great ability, if you want gold and silver property, then there is no big boss to come and give it away?

Thought of this.

He couldn't help but feel ashamed.

And while they were chatting about these few words, Daoist Yuzhen also took them to a stone chamber in the backyard, which looked to be carved in a cave.

"Bang dang!"

The key was used to open the wooden door.

Then, by the light shining in, they also saw the many debris in the stone chamber.

The most striking thing is the stack after stack of futons, and the whole stone chamber looks like it has to be a hundred and ten square meters.

But the stacks of futons already account for more than half of them.

Each futon is very thick.

It looks like it's all woven from some grass and trees in the mountains, and it's a finger thick.

Not only will you not get cold when you sit on it, but it will be more comfortable than those matza and the like.

What's more.

From the traces of the run-in on these futons, he could see that these futons had been used by someone before.

So many futons have been used.

It is conceivable how vigorous the previous Sanqingguan incense was.

Looking at the many futons in front of him, Daoist Yuzhen smiled slightly, and then, his left and right hands went into battle together, and he directly picked up a small bundle:

"A few laymen should take out those run-in futons first, these newly woven futons still need to be put aside to make them softer and better to use."

When the words fell, Qian Guoqing and Zhang Hongsheng began to show their strength one by one.

Each of them carried a small bundle.

It even looked like the futon was already above their heads.

I watched as the crowd took a lot of futons.

Counting the many laymen in the Taoist temple, Daoist Yuzhen felt that it was almost enough, and then closed the door and led them towards the front yard:

"A few laymen be careful, the road is slippery, be careful not to fall yourself."

This futon is woven by every generation of Taoists.

Basically, in the autumn of each year, I choose the soft thatch and choose a beautiful place to weave it.

Every futon is the brainchild of a Taoist.

So it's basically a boutique.

Even in the new futons next to it, there was one that he had woven when he was a child.

Just as he was walking forward.

Zhang Hongsheng, who was following him, also stomped his feet, throwing out the dirt under his feet and the water droplets that occasionally fell on his trouser legs:

"Fortunately, the rain is not too heavy, otherwise, this eaves would not be able to protect us."

When he said this, he was also a little lucky.

After all, if the rain is heavy, these eaves will not be able to protect them, and just the droplets of water that burst down will be enough to baptize their whole body.

Heard Zhang Hongsheng's words.

Feng Yaozu, who was following him, couldn't help but smile, his chubby body made him look like Maitreya Buddha:

"If it's raining heavily, I'll reluctantly go out to protect you, and it just happens to be the best use of everything."

Hearing this, let alone Zhang Hongsheng, even Qian Guoqing couldn't help laughing.

Not to mention.

If this rain is really heavy, Feng Yaozu's fat body can really protect them.

It's like a big umbrella.

A sense of security is complete.

However, just when Zhang Hongsheng still had money on National Day, they slowly became familiar with each other because of these words.

Zhang Youming, who was leisurely holding a few futons on the side and slowly moving forward, couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Immediately afterward, he glanced at the person in front of him who was walking under the eaves, but there was no mud on his body.

Then, as if a ghost, he looked at the few good brothers beside him who were under the eaves but also had a lot of water droplets.

Immediately afterwards, the whole person seemed to be a little puzzled:

"I remember that Daoist Yuzhen has always been the first to do things, was he the first to do it, why didn't he get any drops of soil on his body?"

It doesn't make sense.

After all, there was a lot of dirt in the stone chamber just now, and you would always step on some of it when you went in to get the futon.

In addition, the eaves are not spacious.

The water dripping from the eaves will always burst into your trouser legs.

Even, Kong Fengxian's trouser legs, who were standing on the outside, were already half wet.

But why doesn't the Taoist master get any dirt on it?

Thinking of this, his big eyes were staring straight at the Jade True Daoist in front of him, and his eyes were full of curiosity.

Just as he was staring at the Jade True Dao Chief.

He saw that under the eaves next to him, a drop of water happened to fall, and it was splashing in the direction of the Jade True Dao Chief.

And the two sides are so close.

It is absolutely impossible to say that it is not touched at all.

Thinking of this, he felt that he seemed to have some expectations in his heart, he didn't know what he was expecting, but his whole heart seemed to be on fire.

Sure enough, just as he expected.

The rain that burst down fell right on top of the pale cyan robe of the Jade True Dao Chief.

But.

It was in his anticipation.

That drop of rain seemed to be blown to the ground by an invisible breeze when it was about to touch the Jade True Dao Long Dao robe.

And it's not just once.

When he saw the same scene for the second time, Zhang Youming only felt a heartfelt enthusiasm bursting from his heart.

Fire and water do not invade, this is water and fire do not invade!

Seeing the truly extraordinary scene and the scene coming out of the myth, Zhang Youming only felt as if there was a fire coming out of his throat.

He only felt very excited, thinking of all the things in his childhood, thinking of his adolescent fantasies, he really wanted to look up to the sky and shout loudly:

"There really are gods in this world!!"