Chapter 1101 Taoist Temple

  Su Nanzhi didn't particularly want to raise children, but unfortunately, Master gave too much.

   With this amount of money, it is no problem for this child to be raised in vain.

   The sleeping Xiao Jiuwei didn't know yet, his meal ticket was secured.

  Gu Lan contributed money, Jiangbei Yu and Sunan Zhi contributed.

   Jiang Beiyu picked up the cub on the sofa and carried it into the room.

  This small apartment was originally a room for two sleeping people and a utility room. Later, one room was converted into the current study room. There was no bed in the utility room.

   So tonight, we can only carry the little fox into the two of them's room. On the first day that the little fox was brought back by Gu Lan, he successfully slept in the bed of his new parents.

   Of course, he hasn't been pampered enough to sleep.

   He slept next to Jiang Beiyu, Jiang Beiyu slept sweetly with his little girl in his arms, Xiao Jiuwei was a light bulb, and he was only able to sleep in their bed one night.

   On the second day, Jiang Beiyu asked someone to customize the cot, and asked someone to change the children's room. Of course, he swiped Gu Lan's card.

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  The Taoist temples of the Mishan School have a lot less incense recently than before.

  There are also a lot fewer people, and the Taoist temple is deserted a lot.

   In addition to the daily cleaning Taoist priests, there are very few pilgrims.

  The pilgrims who came to the door also seemed to realize the desertedness of the Taoist temple, and when they asked about the Taoists, they all said that other Taoists went to study.

  “Shu——”

When the big broom was sweeping on the concrete floor, the sound of friction became more and more clearly audible. The knuckles of the hands of the Taoist priest who were holding the broom were faintly whitish. trembling.

  There are indeed few people in Taoist temples nowadays, but it is not because they have gone to study, but because those people are gone.

   is literally gone, and there is no flesh and blood left.

   Moreover, not only the Taoist priests in their Taoist temple, but those who used to be devout believers in their Taoist temple also disappeared silently.

  Those believers who once regarded their Taoist temples as gods have all knelt down in front of the statues enshrined in the temple and prayed for their wishes, and they all came true, and the greater the promise, the greater the chance of fulfillment.

  The bigger their appetite, the higher their devotion to the Misan sect. They keep praying for what they want, and most of them come true, and the greater their devotion to offerings.

   But in the past two days, they suddenly stopped moving.

   "Xin Qi, come here." The person who was sweeping the floor was stopped.

   He turned around and looked, and bowed to the old man in the dark blue Taoist robe in front of him, "Watch the Lord."

  The old man who was called the spectator had a kind face, the wrinkles on his face were filled with the years, and the age spots on his face were made more obvious by the pale complexion.

   "Xin Qi, you come with me."

   As soon as these words came out, it was obvious that the young man in the light blue Taoist robe had a stiff face, "Master, do you have anything to do with me?"

   The lord of Guanxi looked merciful and said softly, "You come with me to the temple."

  The young Taoist priest named Xin Qi tightened his expression, and then grabbed the broom harder. He seemed to be trying to calm himself down, and he showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

   "Yes, Guanzhu."

   He knows the evil sect of this Taoist temple.

  On the first day he entered the Taoist temple, he saw the so-called senior brothers kneeling and worshiping the gods in the hall reverently, as if they were still chanting words.

   (end of this chapter)