At nine o'clock in the morning, Bai Jun and Changsun Jingyao arrived at Tianfeng Mountain.
Tianfeng Mountain is located in the eastern suburbs of Changping City.
The entire mountain is not high.
It is more like a hill than a mountain.
Tianxing Temple is at the top of Tianfeng Mountain.
There is an endless stream of pilgrims on the hiking trail.
There are also a few Taoist priests standing at the foot of the mountain.
They are specially to welcome some great believers.
"Shall we go up directly now?"
Changsun Jingyao whispered.
Bai Jun nodded: "Let's go up and take a look first."
There is a big cauldron every ten meters on both sides of the hiking trail.
Many tourists throw some coins into the cauldron, ranging from as big as a hundred to as small as a dime.
Changsun Jingyao took out a hundred dollar bill from her bag and threw it into the cauldron, saying, "Bless me."
"This is all a way for the Taoist temple to make money.
Do you still believe this?"
Bai Jun whispered.
Changsun Jingyao smiled and said: "Of course I don't believe it.
No matter what, this is a sacred place.
Don't forget, we are pilgrims."
Bai Jun was a little speechless, thinking to himself, Hongyi said, this is the dirtiest place in Changping City.
He recited the ghost-calling technique silently and summoned the female ghost in the white dress.
The female ghost in the white dress looked around and thought to herself: "Why is there a barrier in this place?
The evil atmosphere is too strong."
Seeing that the female ghost in the white dress looked wrong, Bai Jun blinked quickly, meaning what was wrong.
The female ghost in the white dress shook her hand to indicate that it was okay.
"Brother Jun, look at how beautiful the mountains are over there."
Changsun Jingyao pointed to the small mountain village not far away.
Looking in the direction of her finger, Bai Jun discovered that there was a small village at the foot of Tianfeng Mountain.
The village was on the east side of the mountain.
It looked like there were a hundred households.
Behind the village was a peach orchard.
It was March.
The second half of the year is the most romantic time for peach blossoms.
"Well, it's indeed pretty."
Bai Jun nodded.
"After the incense is finished, let's go over there and have a look, okay?"
Changsun Jingyao said.
"Okay, no problem."
Five minutes later, the two arrived at the entrance of Tianxing Temple.
There are several stalls at the entrance, all selling talismans and evil spirits.
Bai Jun discovered that the cheapest talisman cost more than a thousand.
He whispered: "The starry sky is not as dark as usual today."
"Nowadays, Taoist temples and temples are the same.
They mainly focus on making money."
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Changsun Jingyao smiled.
As she spoke, she pointed to an old Taoist priest not far away: "Look, he is still holding the latest Apple mobile phone. ” Bai Jun said helplessly: "You said that the cost of these broken talismans is only two or three yuan?"
"You don't understand this.
Pilgrims buy it because they want to feel at ease.
One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer."
"Okay, let's go in and take a look."
Bai Jun said calmly.
Tianxing Temple faces south and has three main halls and a backyard.
The main hall where pilgrims offer incense is called Sanqing Hall, and the statue of the Sanqing Taoist ancestor is enshrined in the hall.
At this time, the Sanqing Hall was full of pilgrims, the futons on the ground were all occupied, and some pilgrims simply knelt on the ground.
A little Taoist priest walked up to Bai Jun and Changsun Jingyao with a smile and said, "You two good believers, please offer incense, right?"
Bai Jun nodded: "Yes."
“It’s your first time” "That's right."
"Please follow Xiaodao to the side hall to get incense."
The little Taoist priest said, turning around and walking towards the side hall.
Bai Jun and Changsun Jingyao looked at each other, and Changsun Jingyao smiled and said: "Let's go, don't be stunned."
The female ghost in the white dress said: "You should put me away quickly.
I can't stand it.
There are too many things to ward off evil spirits."
Bai Jun had no choice but to nod his head and silently recited the spell to recall her to read the crazy beast king.
There was an old Taoist priest sitting in the side hall, his eyes half-closed, holding a novel in his hand and reading it with gusto.
Bai Jun glanced at the title of the book in his hand and felt violently sweating.
It turns out that the novel in the old man’s hand is called My XX-Year-Old Nurse Sister, which looks like a little yellow book.
The young Taoist priest walked up to the old Taoist priest and whispered: "Uncle Master, a pilgrim has come.
This is the first time."
The old Taoist priest was stunned, quickly put away the novel, squinted his eyes and said with a lewd smile: "Okay."
As he said that, he glanced at Bai Jun and Changsun Jingyao.
When he saw Changsun Jingyao, his eyes immediately fell on Changsun Jingyao, and he murmured in his heart: "This figure and this face are such a beauty."
Changsun Jingyao was a little uncomfortable with being looked at, so she turned around and shrank behind Bai Jun.
Bai Jun said jokingly: "It smells good."
The old Taoist priest grinned and said awkwardly: "Is it your first time to come to Tianxing Temple?
Our Tianxing Temple has a rule that pilgrims who come to offer incense for the first time must go to Pindao to have their lives counted.
Pindao's surname is Ouyang.
His name is close, and he is known as Ouyang Laodao."
Why isn't Ouyang Jin called Ouyang Jian?
Bai Jun thought.
Changsun Jingyao snorted and said: "We are just here to offer incense, how can there be so many rules?"
The old Taoist priest nodded and said: "We still have to follow these rules, female believer, your voice is really like an orchid in the empty valley, so soft to the heart of this poor Taoist.
This is the first time that this poor Taoist has heard such a beautiful voice in his long life." " Changsun Jingyao suddenly became angry.
Just as she was about to set fire, Bai Jun said indifferently: "Old man, we are here to get incense.
Why do you talk so much nonsense and never heard that the customer is God?"
The old Taoist priest quickly waved his hand and said: "Good believer, don't mention God to a poor Taoist here.
This is a Taoist temple."
Bai Jun: "" The old Taoist glanced at Changsun Jingyao again and said with a strange smile: "If you don't follow the rules, please go back."
"Fortune telling, right?
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Come on, tell it for me."
Bai Jun smiled lightly, then walked to the old Taoist priest and sat down.
"If you want to calculate, she will also calculate."
The old Taoist priest pointed at Sun Jingyao.
Changsun Jingyao shook her head and said: "I don't count, I don't offer incense."
"Why don't you give Pindao face?"
The old Taoist priest frowned: "Girl, Pindao, seeing that your three courts are dark and your Yintang is out of position, there will be a disaster in the near future.
Pindao can help you calculate and resolve it."
In his opinion, most people would definitely let him do the math after hearing what he said, but he was wrong.
Changsun Jingyao sneered: "The three courtyards are dark, you think I'm stupid, I looked in the mirror this morning."
The old Taoist priest frowned and said with a smile: "Oh, girl, the blackness I am referring to is the anger, something you can't see."
"Then take a look at whether my three courts are black and my Yintang is out of position."
Bai Jun said with a smile.
"You're very kind.
I have a problem with this girl.
Girl, could you please give me your hand and help you figure it out?
Or you can go to the room with me and I can help you feel the bones and see if there are any traces on your body.
Nothing out of the ordinary.”
"That's nonsense.
It's really shameless."
Changsun Jingyao stood up and left.
Bai Jun pulled her, leaned into her ear and said, "Keiko, wait a moment."
"Sir, this girl is your girlfriend, right?
If you don't want your girlfriend to get into trouble, you'd better believe in Pindao."
The old Taoist priest said seriously, stroking his beard
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