The perfect life of rebirth

"Why is there so much difference?" Mrs. Li looked stunned.

"Isn't that right? Some people have asked about it. Grandma Wang said that Grandma Wang's family is desolate, and a dollar can already represent her whole heart. But Liu Wanwan's family has tens of millions, and 50 yuan is not necessarily more sincere than Grandma Wang's." How much better is one dollar," the man said.

"So, Daguanzhu judges sincerity according to the proportion of personal property?" Mrs. Li asked after some thought.

"It's roughly like this, but it's not absolute. Now Qingxu Temple has at least one or two chosen people in every village. These people want to donate all their property and dedicate themselves to Dao .” The man said again.

"The Chosen One?" Mrs. Li heard the man say a new term, so she wanted to hear him explain what the Chosen One was.

"The chosen ones, according to the viewers, are the ones who are closest to the Dao. These people have the greatest sincerity and can be the spokespersons of the Qingxu Temple." The man said enviously.

"So, which family in each village has money and which family has no money, are these people chosen by heaven to report to several temple masters?" Mrs. Li asked again.

"Not exactly," the man said.

"How do you say?" Li Kang asked.

"Personal property is reported by the individual on his own initiative. The chosen person is only a supervisor. If any company makes a false report, it will be punished by God. At the beginning, there were people who reported false data and wanted to hide it from the sky, but these people were all condemned by God, so later on No one dares to falsify." The man said, and when he mentioned the two words of divine punishment, a look of fear appeared on his face.

"God's punishment, what is it?" Mrs. Li asked with a frown.

"I don't dare to say this. If I say it, I will be punished by God. Little brother, if you want to believe in the Dao, go to the Qingxu Contemplation by yourself. I see that your bones are very clear and your appearance is magnificent. Maybe you will be punished when you arrive. Chosen as the chosen one." The man shook his head again and again, the expression of fear on his face was even worse.

"Okay, thank you uncle, I'll go to Qingxu to have a look now, by the way, I will leave my car at your house, and I will pick it up when I come back." Seeing that the uncle was unwilling to say anything, Mrs. Li felt that he had never This man has already obtained enough information that he wants to know. If it is more specific, it is estimated that this man will not know, so he stood up and said.

"Okay then, wait a moment, I'll see you off." The man said, and after finishing speaking, he carefully closed the Dao book, wrapped it in a cloth bag, took it back to the room and put it away, and then took it with him Li Kang walked out of the courtyard.

"Little brother, I don't think you are from our locality. When you come to Qingxu Temple, if someone asks you, you can say that Niu Laoliu from Niufangzhuang recommended you." The man led Li's wife to the door. Said while leaving.

"Okay, I will say this, uncle, please stop." Mrs. Li nodded and said with a smile. Only now did he know that this man was called Niu Laoliu. After speaking, he strode away from the farmhouse and walked along The road in the village goes westward, and it is not easy to leave the village and walk to Qingxu Temple several miles away.

On the way, Mrs. Li met several groups of local villagers who had come back from Qingxuguan, some of them were obviously asking for Daoshu, because Mrs. Li found that they were carefully holding a cloth bag that was the same as Niu Laoliu’s. , with a happy face, and passed him by.

After walking a few steps forward, a few groups of villagers rushed over from behind. From the content of their chats as they walked, Mrs. Li learned that they were going to Qingxu to view and seek the Daoshu. He did not take the initiative to greet them. These people Because they didn't know him, naturally they didn't take the initiative to chat with him, but because they had the same destination, they walked together along the way. Chatting, the content of the chatting is also mainly concentrated on Qingxu temple, several temple masters and Daoshu. From their chatting, Mrs. Li paid attention to confirming what Niu Laoliu said to him before, and at the same time he learned from the chatting of these people He also got some other things that Niu Laoliu didn't mention, which made his understanding of the concept of Qingxu and the six laymen of Huaxia clearer.

From the chats of these people, Mrs. Li can hear that Qingxu Temple is an ancient Taoist temple in the local area since ancient times. It turns out that the incense is not strong, and there are few Taoist priests among them. Last summer, the six laymen of Huaxia suddenly came to Qingxu and took over the Qingxu Temple, and became the six masters of the Qingxu Temple. Few people knew the original masters, and now they don't even know where they are, whether they are dead or alive.

After the arrival of the Sixth Layman of Huaxia, they carried out large-scale repairs to the Qingxu Temple, which gradually attracted the attention of the local villagers. It started with curing the old cold legs. As more and more people sought medical treatment, their fame became bigger and bigger, which also laid a mass foundation for them to promote their Taoism, so everything that followed It was a matter of course, and now they seem to have been pushed to the altar by the local villagers, and they have become god-like figures in the hearts of the villagers, and the books they distributed have also become the sacred books in the hearts of the villagers. Who can invite them? When Da Dao Shu returns home, he will naturally be envied by his neighbors and will be supremely honored.

Mrs. Li followed these villagers all the way forward, listening to these people chatting, he didn't feel lonely on the road. After more than half an hour, the ancient Taoist temple that his consciousness avatar saw that night appeared in a very long road. At the end of the bluestone steps.

But he did not climb up the steps with the villagers, but turned around and walked up the mountain behind the Taoist temple, because he used the innate celestial field to find out that the six laymen of Huaxia are now in the main hall of the Taoist temple, accepting villagers. The Hajj, if he went in rashly and was recognized by the six guys, and aroused their vigilance, he probably wouldn't be able to find anything.

"Brother, why don't you go to the Taoist temple? I heard that the six temple masters are here today. It's a rare opportunity." A beautiful girl aged eighteen or nineteen with two braids hanging down her shoulders saw Li If he didn't want to go to the Taoist temple with them, he asked with a pair of beautiful big eyes blinking.

"No, I'm a tourist from other places. I'm here for sightseeing. I'll go to the back mountain first, and then I'll go to the Taoist temple later." Mrs. Li said with a slight smile to the girl named Fengya. Known in chat.

"Feng Ya, let's go." A young man in his twenties called Feng Ya impatiently, and at the same time cast a hostile look at Mrs. Li.

Mrs. Li touched his nose and smiled wryly in his heart. It seems that the villagers are not all simple-minded people. At least this guy named Zhankui is small-minded enough, but he also understands. She is also very beautiful. Standing among a group of villagers, she really stands out from the crowd. Even if a man has such a girlfriend, he must take care of her carefully to prevent her from being abducted by other men.

"Got it." Feng Ya was a little dissatisfied with Zhan Kui's yelling, so she yelled at him, and then smiled embarrassedly at Mrs. Li and said, "Brother, let's go." After finishing speaking, she hurried away for a few minutes They caught up with each other step by step, and walked to Qingxu Temple together.

Mrs. Li looked at Feng Ya's slender back, smiled slightly, turned around, and walked towards the back mountain. He walked up the rugged mountain road for a certain distance, and went up to a small hill, standing on the top of the hill. , Looking towards the mountainside, amidst the dense trees, cigarettes are curling up in a Taoist temple with antique buildings, and there is the Qingxu Temple.

After finding a piece of flat bluestone and making it, Mrs. Li closed his eyes slightly, and entered a state of meditation, thinking about the direction of the Qingxu Temple, and everything in the Qingxu Temple was captured in his heart.

It is now after four o'clock in the afternoon, and there are many people in Qingxu Temple. There are many villagers who come to offer incense. There is still a long queue, these women are all holding incense candles, with solemn expressions, waiting to burn incense.

Mrs. Li saw that Feng Ya, who greeted him just now, was also standing in the line with a few pillars of incense in her hand, and her boyfriend Zhan Kui was standing behind her empty-handed. Both of them looked devout and said nothing. .

Sigan left the young couple, Mrs. Li's attention turned to the main hall, and there was also a long line at the entrance of the main hall. In the main hall, the six laymen of Huaxia were all there, among them Taoist Mingda and another Taoist, one on the left and one on the left. Sitting on two beds on the right, eyes slightly closed, with a serious face, on both sides of the main hall, there are two tables respectively, four Confucian monks sit behind the tables, two on each side. There is a big box on a table, and a layman looks after it, while the other two laymen are sitting on the table next to each other, holding brushes in their hands and pretending to be taking notes.

At this time, a guy with a fat head and big ears came in from the door with a bowed body, and knelt on the bed in front of Taoist Mingda.

"Huang Zhuang Huang Mancang came to ask the temple master for the Taoist scriptures." Fatty Huang Mancang cast his body on the ground and said loudly.

"En." Taoist Mingda opened his eyes, glanced at the fat man in front of him, and hummed lightly.

The fat man got up from the ground, came to the box next to the table on the left, took out a few dozen thick banknotes from the black leather bag under his armpit, and handed them respectfully to the Rushan layman sitting behind the table. , said loudly: "Huang Mancang dedicated [-] hearts to the Dao, and begged the Lord to give the Dao book."

Rushan Layman took the banknotes, but did not put them in the box, but put them on the table next to the box.

Seeing this, Huang Mancang quickly took out a few dozen banknotes from his bag again, and said loudly: "Huang Mancang once again offered [-] wishes to the Daoist Daoist, and begged the Lord to give the Daoist book."

Rushan Layman took the banknote again, but still didn't put it in the box, but put it beside the fifty thousand banknote just now, still without saying a word, looking at Huang Mancang coldly.

Sweat broke out on Huang Mancang's head, he opened his bag again, took out all the money in it, and there was 13 left, and handed it to Rushan layman again, still saying the same thing in his mouth, until now So far, he has already taken out 13 yuan. The thirteen dozen turquoise banknotes piled up a hill on the table next to the box, which caused a lot of discussion among the people waiting outside the hall. It's too stingy to donate [-] to the main road.

At this time, on the other side, an old farmer in his 50s donated 1000 yuan, successfully invited the Daoshu, and left happily. However, Huang Mancang's 13 yuan obviously did not impress Rushan Layman, and he still did not accept it. Put his money in the box.

"Hmph, Huang Mancang is dishonest and will be punished by God for lying to the Dao." Taoist Mingda suddenly opened his eyes and said with a cold snort. His voice was not loud, but everyone in the hall and outside the hall listened. Seeing clearly, everyone turned pale with shock and became a mess.

Mrs. Li, who was far away on the top of the mountain, raised the corners of her mouth slightly. This trick of Taoist Mingda is miraculous in the eyes of ordinary people, but to him, it is not mysterious at all. He was just angry, and at the same time, he also focused his attention, wanting to see how this old man who pretended to be a ghost would bring down the scourge.