After inheriting Taoism, I became a top class

However, how can two legs run more than three wheels with electric?Not long after Xia Qinghe ran away, he was blocked by the roadside by the little Taoist priest.

"Little Guanzhu, come back with me quickly. Also, don't lose the Ming Dynasty table. You are already poor. If you lose another table, you will have to kneel so thickly." The little Taoist said casually. After making gestures, Xia Qinghe shivered.

Although the little Taoist was round and round, he had a strong aura. Under his supervision, Xia Qinghe obediently went back to carry the table with his schoolbag on his back, and was escorted back to Qingfengguan on an electric tricycle.

One mile away from the farmer's market, there is a low-altitude Qingfeng Mountain with beautiful scenery. There is a forest park at the foot of the mountain. Qingfeng Temple is located on the top of Qingfeng Mountain with beautiful scenery.

This temple has a long history and has been passed down for at least a thousand years. However, due to poor management in recent years, the incense has been very weak and unable to retain people. As a result, there are only six people left in this huge Taoist temple. .

Xia Qinghe didn't expect to find such a good treasure from the drawer of the rented house before. His real uncle Xia Daxiao actually left him the inheritance right of this Qingfeng Temple, but it's a pity that the original owner wanted to make a living. The entertainment industry, so after receiving the notarial certificate, I never went back once.

But Xia Qinghe is different, this is a Taoist temple, their old line of work in the Taoist sect, and they don't need to pay rent to live in the Taoist temple, and they can eat and drink for free. Is there a more suitable place for him to live than this? ?there is none left!

So Xia Qinghe happily packed up and went to Qingfeng Temple in the suburbs, but he didn't expect that the temple would eat vegetables and tofu every meal. Xia Qinghe ate chicken legs in his dreams. In order to improve the food, he endured it for half a month and resolutely Earn extra money by carrying a wooden table down the mountain.

It's a pity that it was exposed too early, and he was found out after only earning 400 yuan, and just after returning to the Taoist temple, he was bumped into by his uncle's big apprentice Bai Luoxuan.

The tall, thin and elegant Bai Luoxuan, with the demeanor of a fairy, tore off the large white paper on the ebony table, glanced at it and said: "Hehe, what a big tone, don't ask for money."

"That's right? We can't smash our golden signboard of Qingfeng Temple!" Xia Qinghe laughed very cutely, and hurriedly took out the two red tickets from his pocket and handed them to Bai Luoxuan with a flattering face: "Uncle Bai, this It’s the money I just earned. Give it to everyone to improve the food, let’s have a good meal today, I treat you!”

"What else?" Bai Luoxuan took the 200 yuan, and stared at Xia Qinghe's clean and well-behaved face with a half-smile: "Since the money was earned by going out under the name of Guanli, it is absolutely impossible not to hand it in. "

Xia Qinghe gritted his teeth and resisted: "No...no more, that's all, if you don't believe me, search my pocket!"

It's not that he doesn't want to hand it in. He's really poor. He plans to steal a hot pot meal with the 200 yuan.

"The QR code is ready, and the other money must be in the phone."

Xia Qinghe looked at the schoolbag that ran into Bai Luoxuan's hands at some point, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket dejectedly: "There are still two hundred, I received it on WeChat, and I will transfer it to you."

"Forget it." Bai Luoxuan returned the schoolbag to Xia Qinghe, and said in a deep voice: "Now you are the master of the temple, since you want to go out and set up a stall, I will not object, but don't sneak down the mountain in the future, just now Sanxi thought you disappeared , scared to look for you everywhere."

Wan Sanxi is the little Taoist priest who rides an electric tricycle. He is Bai Luoxuan's young apprentice, two years older than Xia Qinghe, with a round head and round brain, full of joy. That's why he was named Sanxi after apprenticeship.

Xia Qinghe obediently admitted his mistake: "I'm sorry, Uncle Bai, I sneaked down the mountain because I was afraid of your opposition. I won't be able to do it tomorrow."

"Go tomorrow?"

"Go ahead, earn money and come back to improve the food for everyone. Uncle Bai, you are so skinny. If uncle and grandpa are still here, how much I feel sorry for you." Xia Qinghe said obediently.

A slight smile appeared on Bai Luoxuan's serious face, he stretched out his hand and rubbed Xia Qinghe's furry head, then turned and left with the big white paper.

Wan Sanxi touched it quietly: "Little Guanzhu, Master won't let you kneel down?"

"Why kneel? I'm the master of the temple! I'm the boss in the temple!" Xia Qinghe put his hands on his hips and looked proud.

Wan Sanxi said: "You have to carry my master behind your back when you eat snacks at night..."

"I'm afraid that the delicious snacks will affect your meditation." Xia Qinghe said, "This is a kind of thoughtfulness, you don't understand."

"Qinghe, don't forget to clean Luzu Hall." Bai Luoxuan's voice came from afar.

Xia Qinghe immediately stood up straight, and replied in a polite and loud voice: "Understood, I will go right away!"

Wan Sanxi squinted at him, and the smile on the corner of her mouth could hardly be hidden: "Well, I found out, the little Guanzhu is really not afraid of my master at all."

Xia Qinghe pretended not to hear, and went to clean Luzu Hall with his head held high and a rag in hand.

He is dignified Xia Qinghe, even if he works, he must not lose the momentum of the master of one view.

The next day, Xia Qinghe carried the ebony table to the gate of the farmer's market in an open and honest manner. He sat honestly all morning, drew a total of six lots, and received half of the money. He ate a meal of roast duck contentedly, and then I bought a bunch of good dishes and brought them back to the Taoist temple.

A week passed quickly, and it was the weekend again. The entrance of the farmer's market was full of traffic and extremely lively. A girl with glasses in a striped dress stood by the side of the road, looking around anxiously.

After eight o'clock, the girl's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly ran towards the thin figure carrying the ebony table.

"Mr. Xiao, do you still remember me?" The girl with glasses asked nervously.

Xia Qinghe raised his eyes, and his brows curled up: "Remember, Miss Sister is my first customer."

"Sir, I'm here to pay!"

Xia Qing and striding forward carried the table to the side of the road and put it down, and borrowed a plastic stool from a breakfast stall not far away to sit on it, then took out the QR code in the bag for the girl to scan.

The girl scanned the QR code and said, "I didn't expect to be hit by Mr. Xiao. On Tuesday, I found a bed photo of him and several girls in his mobile phone. From three months ago to last Sunday, every week There are new faces... I asked him to explain, but he actually told me that he went to someone else because I didn't agree with pre-marital sex, and I was so angry that I slapped him twice and broke up with him."

Xia Qinghe comforted: "Miss, don't be sad, your right match will soon appear, don't think about the person you picked up in the last trash can."

"Yeah, you're right, I'll never pick up boyfriends in trash cans again. By the way, I've already booked a ticket to Hainan, and I plan to go there to relax." The girl with glasses said, "Thanks Only with your spirit lotus can I discover that that scumbag is actually a habitual cheater."

Xia Qinghe put on an expression of an expert, then pointed to the big white paper on the edge of the table and said, "Our Qingfeng Temple has a history of thousands of years, and it's just a magic lottery, not worth mentioning."

A crowd of onlookers said: "Isn't Qingfeng Temple the same old Taoist temple on the top of Qingfeng Mountain? We passed by a few times when we went to climb the mountain, but we didn't go in because it looked so deserted."

"The Taoist sect is pure, so it's naturally quiet." Xia Qinghe's face became even more mysterious, and it seemed like that.

Just as he was talking, the aunt who got a peace talisman from him last week also ran over excitedly. She was holding a bag of vegetables in her right hand, and before she ran over, she said loudly: "Oh, little classmate, last time you gave it to me. The safety talisman is so effective! My daughter almost had an accident when she was on a business trip, and when she came back and told me about it, I was scared to death. Oh, how did you know that my daughter would be in danger when she was on a business trip?"

Xia Qinghe smiled and said, "The secrets of heaven must not be leaked."

"That's right, this kind of thing can't be explained too clearly." Auntie nodded in agreement, and then took out her mobile phone to scan the QR code on the table, "I heard that people like you The peace talisman drawn by an expert can't be obtained without a few thousand yuan. I only gave you 200 yuan last time, which is too little, so I will give you some money today to make up a whole number."

Xia Qinghe covered the QR code and said with a smile, "The price is fixed at one go, there is no reason to make up for it."

"Then...how can you be so embarrassing?" the aunt said, "If it wasn't for your reminder and the safety amulet, my daughter would have been injured and taken to the hospital."

"This is the fate between me and my aunt, so there's no need to mention it again." Xia Qinghe waved his hand chicly, almost writing the words "expert outside the world" on his face.

After having these two old customers with excellent feedback, many people who watched the scene came to the table, looking for Xia Qinghe to ask for a lottery.

Xia Qinghe took out another small acrylic sign from his bag with a smile on his face. When everyone saw it, they were immediately blown away.

"Isn't it two hundred last week? This week it's five hundred?"

"That's right, five hundred times, why don't you grab it?"

Xia Qinghe blinked his big black and white eyes, and said kindly: "The lottery is all voluntary, and it's also a matter of fate. You have no chance with the [-]-time spiritual lottery, and you can only draw [-] once. In addition Let me just say one more thing, when I come back next week, it will be a thousand times."

This attitude is obvious, even if you like to smoke or not, he doesn't force you.

Last week's [-]-time lottery was to open up the market and build word of mouth. Now that the word of mouth already exists, how could it be so cheap?

After all, before being swept away by the waves, Xia Qinghe's spiritual lottery was given once every five thousand times, but now it's given out once every five hundred times.

This price frightened many people away, but after only ten minutes, the three people who did not pay last Sunday came one after another. They paid the money respectfully and wanted Xia Qinghe's contact. way, in case of emergency.

Xia Qinghe pointed to the table and said, "Just go to Qingfengguan to find me if you need it."

The onlookers were dumbfounded, and someone grabbed a middle-aged man who looked like a boss: "Is this kid really so accurate?"

"What kid? He is a master, do you know how to respect people?"

As a result, the people who originally disliked the price being too expensive didn't hesitate any more, and rushed to get in and scrambled to ask for a lottery.

Xia Qinghe frowned, and said loudly: "Don't squeeze, line up, and you won't be allowed to draw lots if you don't line up."

At 10:30 in the morning, Wan Sanxi, who had bought vegetables, rode an electric tricycle and ran to the gate of the market to look for Xia Qinghe. From a long distance away, he saw a long queue in front of the ebony table, and the customers were like clouds. He was so frightened that he almost hit the tricycle into a tree. up.

On the side of the road not far away, a limited-edition limousine stopped on the side of the road due to a breakdown, and the driver got out of the car tremblingly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Lu."

"It's okay, Anson, call the old horse immediately to pick me up." In the back seat of the car, a very masculine young man said lightly, as if he didn't take the breakdown to heart.

The assistant, An Sen, immediately got out of the car and contacted another driver. He looked around while talking on the phone: "Yes, it's at the gate of the Forest Road Farmer's Market, come here quickly."

Lu Qiguang in the back seat casually looked at the side of the road, and at a glance, he spotted the grand occasion of queuing up for lottery. At the same time, he also spotted a familiar good-looking young man, or a teenager, sitting behind the ebony table.

Those clear black and white eyes evoked Lu Qiguang's memory. He remembered the little expression in the coffee shop who was still smiling and indifferent after being broken up, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

"Little Guanzhu, it's time to go back." The round Wan Sanxi squeezed past.

Xia Qinghe was about to answer when the cell phone in his trouser pocket rang suddenly, and he answered the call without looking at it: "Who is looking for me?"

"Now you don't even know the words?"

The venomous tone made Xia Qinghe tremble - why did the manager call?