forecourt. Chen Mo brought his younger brother, Chen Zui, seventeen years old, to embrace Yangguan. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Xie Lingya helping sell cakes in the front yard. He quickly pulled Chen Zui, who was looking around, "Wait, I'll go say hello to Teacher Xie."
Colleagues in Chen Mo's company agreed that Chen Mo, a famous gangster and atheist, has improved a lot since he suffered a loss in Baoyangguan. He used to walk on the street with a vigilant look on his face, wishing he could even look for faults at traffic lights.
In fact, Chen Mo is also wise and wise, and it's easy to cause trouble if he doesn't speak well. In the past, it was all about provoking people. How could he cry if he provoked God.
As for Chen Zui himself, he was in his third year of high school. Chen Mofei said that he would bring him to burn incense and pray for him, which made him feel a little funny. However, he didn't like to raise the bar as much as Chen Mo before, and secondly, Baoyangguan was quite famous in their school recently, and many classmates followed the trend and came here to drink tea. It's just that I can't help but be puzzled, and I don't know how his brother was brainwashed.
"Teacher Xie, are you busy?" Chen Mo said. During this time, Xie Lingya mainly worked in the backyard, and he was rarely seen in front of him.
"Chen Mo, didn't work overtime today?" Xie Lingya also replied, "I'll do a favor, we'll introduce the pastry, and tell everyone about its origin. You're late when I just finished."
Chen Mo took a look and saw that the pastry had the concept of holding the sun on the front and the spring and snow on the back, which was in line with the temperament of the Taoist temple. "Then I have to try it, is there anything else?"
"Wait, I'll get it for you." Xie Lingya was in a good mood. Because the sales were good, there were already a lot of people who came on weekends. I heard that they sold cakes, and many people ordered them out of the psychology of trying, especially He tells a good story. A plate is only thirty, and most of them are ordered together by a table of people.
Chen Mo waved at Chen Zui, "Come here."
Chen Zui walked over and saw that his brother greeted the volunteers here skillfully, poured hot water to make tea by himself, and then Xie Lingya also brought the Yangchun White Ice Cream.
"Is this your brother? He looks a lot like you." Xie Lingya asked. Because Chen Mo was a diligent person, although it was a little unpleasant at first, Chen Mo was good later, so Xie Lingya simply sat down and chatted with him.
"Yes, my brother is in the third year of high school, and he will take the college entrance examination next semester." Chen Mo replied, "The test results are not very good, I will bring him to give a blessing to Emperor Wenchang."
Chen Mo now has some understanding of Taoist gods. Another side hall of Baoyang Temple is dedicated to Emperor Wenchang. Emperor Wenchang is in charge of fame and fortune, and ancient students worship him. Although Emperor Wenchang is not the main god of Baoyang Temple, Chen Mo is a die-hard loyalist of Baoyang Temple, and he will not go to other Wenchang temples to worship, so he came here directly.
Chen Mo and Xie Lingya were chatting. Chen Zui thought that Xie Lingya should also be a layman or something. He didn't care much. First, he took a photo of the plate of Yangchun white ice cream and sent it to the circle of friends to prove that he also came to Baoyangguan and punched the card. Then eat it.
Although the appearance is ordinary, it is like a normal pastry, but the mouthfeel is quite good. The sweet taste is different from the greasy way of crazy sweetened pastries. It is very natural, especially when Chen Zui has no appetite at noon and only ate a piece of bread. This pastry is light but quite appetizing.
Chen Zui took a sip of pastries and a sip of hot tea, and even ate half full, and still didn't feel tired. Looking at the next table, many also ordered pastries, which are suitable for all ages.
He didn't know that in addition to the versatility of taste, the ingredients of this Yangchun White Ice Cream are yam and tuckahoe. In fact, the elderly and children are especially good at eating.
Maybe it's not the type that looks amazing or the first bite, but after eating too much, I figured out various advantages. It is very suitable for tea. In fact, this has indeed become the most stable pastry in the future.
Even for those who pursue specialties, its hand-made, historical origin, and production by Taoist temples are enough to satisfy everyone's psychological needs.
For example, even people like Chen Zui will take pictures and punch cards.
At this time, Chen Zui opened the circle of friends again, and saw that he had actually gained dozens of likes and some comments.
This is rare. Chen Zui opened a new comment and found that most of them were female classmates and female friends.
"Isn't this holding Yangguan, who is opposite you?"
"Didn't you say that your brother took you out today, what the hell, that's your brother?"
"I declare that I am Chen Zui's sister-in-law."
"Isn't it right, that seems to be the boss of Baoyangguan? I heard rumors in the rivers and lakes before that going to Baoyangguan can capture a handsome Taoist leader, but if you are lucky, you can still see this one."
"In the morning, my best friend also said that Baoyangguan has a snack. How can I have a snack with a handsome guy! [I really like it] Wait for me, I will come too!!"
"I'll be there right away [too happy]."
…
Chen Zui looked down and was a little confused. What happened to these people, like his brother, they were caught in some kind of frenzy.
He took the cakes parallel to the table top, so he also took pictures of the people and buildings on the opposite side. In the photo, Teacher Xie was sitting lazily on a rattan chair, with his fingers on his chin and a smile on his face, chatting with his brother, But as a straight man, Chen Zui is not very involved in the carnival in the comment area.
But looking at the meaning of these people, Mr. Xie, to a certain extent, there are still some people who know about him, but these people don't know much about him, and they are all rumors.
"Unified reply, this is not my brother, it's my brother's friend, what is the name of Teacher Xie, I don't know if it's a volunteer or the boss." Chen Zui replied, and then closed the interface.
After eating the cakes, Xie Lingya took them to Wenchang Hall, "The statue of Emperor Wenchang has just been replaced."
Chen Zui looked around while walking, absent-minded. When he came out from the back door of the main hall, his foot hooked on the high threshold, and he fell.
"Chen Zui, are you alright?" Chen Mo hurriedly helped his brother up, only to see him grinning and pulling his cropped pants, his knees were broken.
Chen Mo immediately said excitedly: "Mr. Xie, it's bleeding, so, can you use a hemostatic spell?"
Xie Lingya: "…"
He didn't look like he was worried about his younger brother, but rather like he really wanted to know Xie Lingya's amazing skills again.
Chen Zui was panicking, I rely on it, and he was still chanting the curse. His brother was afraid that he was not crazy. He promised to come to the incense as a play, but the curse was too weird, so he immediately said crazy: "No no no... I Do not!"
Chen Mo looked at him disapprovingly.
Xie Lingya glanced at Chen Zui, "Help him to the back, I'll call Brother Hai to come over."
"Wait, I said I don't want it!" Chen Zui thought it was over, what kind of evil Taoism is this, it's still compelling, and he won't let him drink some fragrant gray water, Fushui, right? His brother is afraid that he has been brainwashed!
Is that what Hai Ge is the brain here? Chen Zui suddenly made up a lot of terrifying plots, looked around in horror, and wanted to find someone for help. Would anyone believe him, wouldn't everyone have been brainwashed, or would they think they are housework? He looks a lot like his brother!
Xie Lingya looked at him inexplicably, "The doctor doesn't want it either, so do you want to make some saliva by yourself?"
Chen Zui: "I... ah?"
Chen Zui looked embarrassed, and only then did he realize that he was preconceived, thinking that his brother was brainwashed and Xie Lingya was a genius, plus they also mentioned some curses and so on. Unexpectedly, "Brother Hai" is a doctor...
"Does your brother have any dissatisfaction with traditional Chinese medicine? But he also uses modern methods for disinfection and dressing." Xie Lingya asked Chen Mo. He also thought that the child might have misunderstood and still had to chant the mantra, but that's not right, when did their Taoism force (stress) Amway to pass? No matter how poor you are, don't do this!
Sometimes in Taoist temples, some patients blindly ask God, and he will persuade people to go to the back clinic to see a doctor.
Chen Mo didn't know either. Seeing Chen Zui's stupid appearance, he said, "Leave him alone, please trouble Dr. Hai."
Afterwards, Hai Guanchao came over with the medicine box, and saw that the wound was not deep, and there was no dirt on it. There was no need for tetanus, and a disinfection package was enough.
Chen Zuinao made up his head and lowered his head a little embarrassedly to play with his mobile phone.
There are many more comments in the circle of friends: "What?? Thank you honestly? My heart is broken!"
"How can he call that name, cry, I'm not going."
"Love lost, lost love."
"I can't accept his name as Xie Honest, no."
"?" Chen Zui looked up and found that he had made a typo before, and replied in a sullen voice, "Are you poisonous?? I just beat the teacher to be honest. You are so superficial!"
The comment area fell into a carnival again:
"Ah, love again."
"Pick up the bag I packed and go for tea superficially ^ ^"
Brother Chen Mo, after offering incense to Emperor Wenchang, went to worship Wang Lingguan again, and then left. Of course, Chen Zui received a lot of reprimands later, because Xie Lingya didn't appear in the front yard after they left. People who heard the news and went to Baoyang Temple only saw Zhang Daochang being forced to hold the cakes and pose for pictures, but the cakes were still good. .
Xie Lingya originally wanted to take a nap, but he went to wash his face first, woke up and started to work on the questions. After finishing the questions, he took a nap for a while.
At about five o'clock, Xie Lingya got up and planned to cook later.
Xie Lingya walked around the kitchen, grabbed something to eat, and planned to knock on Shi Changxuan's door. As soon as he raised his hand, the door opened. He was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I'll give Shang Lushen food in exchange. what?"
As he said, he turned his eyes and saw that the altar was empty, and Shang Lu Shen was lying on the side of Shi Changxuan's pillow. At this time, he should not be chanting a curse. He said happily, "Did you speak?"
Not sure if it was his illusion, Shi Changxuan hesitated before nodding his head.
Xie Lingya: "Wow, what did he say?"
Shi Changxuan: "..."
Xie Lingya: "?"
Xie Lingya was at a loss, no, why didn't he answer this
"Then can I go in?" Xie Lingya asked again, only to see Shi Changxuan hesitated for a long time before moving away.
Shang Lushen was also wrapped in a handkerchief, lying beside the pillow like a little baby. Xie Lingya walked towards the God of Shang Lu step by step, Shi Changxuan was staring closely behind him, which was a rare embarrassment in his life.
What will Xie Lingya hear...
Xie Lingya leaned over and put his ear close to Shang Lushen. After a few seconds, he tilted his head and said, "Huh? Why didn't you speak?"
... That chattering Shang Lushen shut up
Seeing that Shi Changxuan also came to the bed, Xie Lingya picked up Shang Lushen, put it next to Shi Changxuan's ear, and reached out to pick it up.
As soon as Xie Lingya let go, Shi Changxuan heard Shang Lushen say in a low voice, "Wow—you're so shy."
Shi Changxuan: "..."
Erbaoshen's voice was very low, Xie Lingya didn't hear anything, and opened his eyes wide and asked, "How is it, is there any?"
Shi Changxuan shook his head: "No."
Xie Lingya was disappointed: "Does it have its own ideas and choose when to speak? Then what did it say before?"
Shang Lushen was talking right now, and his voice reached Shi Changxuan's ears: "Xie Lingya wants to cook fish at night. There is a very fat carp in the vegetable market. Just turn left, the second stall in the third row..."
Shi Changxuan didn't hear it, and said slowly, "The sequelae of thunder scares are not very bright."
Shang Lushen's voice stopped.
Xie Lingya said regretfully: "Ah, so there's no news, and the content is not effective, is it useless?" No wonder Shi Changxuan stopped talking.
Shi Changxuan: "... um."
Shang Lushen: "I'm not. I don't. You are talking nonsense."
Xie Lingya: "Is there any way?"
Shi Changxuan released Shang Lushen and said indifferently, "I'll try to recite the mantra a few more times."
He thought that the broken Shang Lushen probably said something that would not change, but he couldn't hear it if he left his ears, not much louder than the sound of mosquitoes.
Xie Lingya saw it, but smiled: "It's not convenient to hold it, wait for me to find a pin for you."
Before Shi Changxuan could speak, Xie Lingya went out. Not only did he find a pin, but he also took a pair of scissors, cut the veil on Shang Lushen's body, and then tied it up with a pin, so that it looked like there was a piece of clothing. so.
Then he pinned Shang Lushen next to Shi Changxuan's collar, just like a decoration, but it didn't quite match Shi Changxuan's indifferent temperament.
Xie Lingya: "Haha, it's quite cute."
Shi Changxuan dialed Shang Lu Shen unnaturally.
Shang Lu Shen: "I'm cute."
Shi Changxuan: "..."
After dinner in the evening, Shi Changxuan emptied his mind and chanted a spell, ignoring the non-stop talking God of Shang Lu. He didn't prevaricate Xie Lingya, he felt that by chanting more mantras, Shang Lushen could be adjusted to normal. This Shang Lu Shen is faulty and broken.
On the side, Zhang Daoting asked Xie Lingya: "Does Daochang Shi dislike eating fish? The sentence 'Is this a grass carp?' he asked at dinner was so cold that it scared me to death."
Xie Lingya: "No, after you went out, he told me which stall to go to buy carp in the future, but he didn't like to eat grass carp. Besides, I don't know when he knew so much about the vegetable market."
It is rare to be enthusiastic about guiding him in these trivial matters.
Zhang Daoting glanced at Shi Changxuan, who was sitting a little further away, and said, "What is that doll of Shi Daochang?"
He endured it for a long time, and when he saw a small puppet doll hanging on his shoulders, Daochang Shi was too cold.
Hai Guanchao turned his head and thought of something. He saw that Shi Changxuan had been chanting incantations in a low voice, and asked, "The last time you went out, it wasn't because of that thing, right?"
"Yeah," Xie Lingya gave them a brief introduction, "don't say it outside, and don't mention it to Daochang Shi. That Shang Lu Shen doesn't seem to be very bright, and he may be sad if you mention it."
Zhang Daoting laughed dryly, he couldn't imagine what it would be like for Shi Daochang to be sad.
Xie Lingya watched Shi Chang's suspense seven, seven, forty-nine times, picked up the teacup and drank water, and got up after thinking about it.
…
Shi Changxuan suddenly felt that the buzzing in his ears stopped, and he was relieved because he was calm on weekdays. Did he really debug it? He couldn't help but glance at the quiet Shang Lushen.
- The next moment, someone came from behind suddenly, and put his head on his shoulder, with a puppet between his face and his face.
Shi Changxuan could almost feel the cold breath of this person, and said with a smile in his ear: "Aiya, you seem to think you are talking, and I want to eavesdrop."
Shi Changxuan was a little stiff, Xie Lingya turned his face sideways, the hair of the two of them seemed to have brushed, and the distance was so close that their faces and lips were about to touch.
Too caught off guard, Shi Changxuan couldn't move for a while.
Xie Lingya didn't get up, and said, "It won't be like this forever. Either don't speak, or you can't tell. Or does it prefer the mountains? Will you send it back?"
Shi Changxuan finally couldn't help thinking seriously, how could he lie on my shoulders, he's getting more and more over the top.
Xie Lingya saw that Shi Changxuan didn't answer him, "Well, isn't it good?"
At this moment, a thin voice sounded in the ears of the two of them: "Quickly, the happy pond is planted, and the dream will become the ocean. The bulging eyes and big mouth also sing loudly!"
Shi Changxuan: "???"
Before Shi Changxuan could understand, his shoulders suddenly loosened, but Xie Lingya stood up, holding Shang Lu Shen and cheering: "It can actually sing "Little Leaping Frog"! Don't let it go—"
Shi Changxuan: "..."
Shi Changxuan walked into the subway following the flow of people, ready to go to class. Shang Lushen was pinned to the strap of his backpack, and he could carry it with him after he opened his mouth, but he kept chattering about leaving Baoyangguan.
Shi Changxuan: "...Noisy."
He took off Shang Lushen and put it in his pocket. When he looked up again, he found that not only could he not hear Shang Lushen's voice, but the surrounding students who were chatting with each other also stopped talking.
Shi Changxuan turned his head and looked out the window with a cold expression.
During class, Huang Jinyang asked Shi Changxuan, "Did you bring that document note? Last time you said you would lend me."
Shi Changxuan opened the bag and looked at it, "... I got it wrong."
He was reading a book in his room, there were several notebooks, he must have made a mistake by mistake, because he was really absent-minded when he reported things to God...
"Ah? It's over, I still want to take it back. I took leave to go back to my hometown to attend the wedding. After class at noon, I went to catch the high-speed train." Huang Jinyang looked regretful.
"I'll ask." Shi Changxuan was referring to asking if anyone in Baoyang Temple was free, so he could come and bring his notes.
He took the bag and went out to make a phone call, but before dialing the number, he caught sight of the Shang Lu Shen on the bag and said, "Why didn't you remind me?"
Pursuing good fortune and avoiding evil is the most basic function of the ear to repay the gods.
Shang Lu Shen was silent, as if it was really a quiet puppet pendant.
Shi Changxuan called Xie Lingya. Naturally, the whole Taoist Temple could only be because he was free. Hearing about Huang Jinyang, Xie Lingya immediately said, "It's alright, I'll send it over. I have nothing to do here."
In the morning, Xie Lingya had already made a batch of Yangchun White Ice Cream. This one sold very well, and the few kilograms were sold out on the first day, so Xie Lingya made more this time with confidence.
According to what Shi Changxuan said on the phone, he took the notes with him, took the subway to Quedong College, and found the teaching building where they took classes.