Although they are both from a Taoist sect, the young Taoist priest does not know the statues enshrined here. The old Taoist has never taken him to visit any Taoist temples. Regarding everything about this sect, the young Taoist priest has only heard a few words from the old Taoist. Curiously, he was in the Chenghuang Temple.
After wandering around, something in the woodshed of the Chenghuang Temple caught the attention of the little Taoist Priest.
A cyan cloth bag lay quietly in the corner of the woodshed. The Taoist priest walked over and picked up the bag. The cyan cloth bag might be ordinary, but the black ink stain on the bag was of great significance to the Taoist priest, because this ink stain
It was so familiar. When the old Taoist's cloth bag was placed on the table, it was stained with ink. After the ink was stained on the cloth bag, it slowly bloomed like a black flower. The Taoist priest even specially printed his little palm next to it.
.You can still see the palm and five little finger prints.
"Master! Master has been here!" the little Taoist priest said to Teacher Ye with tears in his eyes.
Teacher Ye came over quickly: "Chang Xing, what's wrong?"
"This is my master's bag. My master has been here!" The little Taoist priest was already crying.
"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, speak slowly." Ye Jiangwei quickly comforted the little Taoist priest.
"This must be my master's bag. My master has been here before." The little Taoist priest said incoherently.
Ye Jiangwei could see the importance of the Taoist Master in his mind. He also understood why the Taoist had to abandon the Taoist Master and walk out. Looking at the bag, it seemed that it had been left here for a long time. Ye Jiangwei took it with him.
The Taoist leader asked around in the City God's Temple, hoping to get news about the Taoist priests, but the result was as Ye Jiangwei had expected. The people around him knew nothing about the situation in the City God's Temple, and no one knew when the Taoist priests there were.
I don’t know where these Taoist priests went after leaving, let alone whether an old Taoist priest came here.
"It seems that your master has gone elsewhere a long time ago. Since we can see the things he left behind here, it means that he is still healthy. When he comes back from traveling in the future, he will definitely come to you. We still
Return to Xianji Bridge as soon as possible, what if master returns to Xianji Bridge?" Ye Jiangwei said.
The little Taoist priest immediately became anxious: "I don't know if Master has returned to the ancestral temple after I came out. If he doesn't see me when he goes back, he will definitely be anxious. Let's go back quickly."
Ye Jiangwei glanced at the Taoist Priest with complicated eyes and sighed softly.
Although only one day has passed, it is impossible for Ye Jiangwei's brother Ye Yonglin's body to recover immediately, but it can be seen from his mental state that his condition is improving rapidly, and he no longer feels hungry that day.
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Knowing that Taoist Xiao's "treatment" was indeed effective, the Ye family was extremely grateful to Taoist Xiao. They bought a lot of things. When they returned, Taoist Xiao had a full bag in his hand.
"How is Qingshui City? Is it beautiful? Do you want to live in Qingshui City when you grow up?" Ye Jiangwei asked.
"It's very beautiful. It's just that I have to wait for Master to come back at the Patriarch's Temple." The little Taoist priest didn't have any nostalgia for the prosperous Qingshui City, and followed the rushing bus to the remote Xianji Bridge.
When the shuttle bus stopped at the Taipingqiao Town station, the director was no longer as groggy as when he went to Qingshui City. Instead, he was jumping happily like a fish returning to the water.
"Chang Xing, how about you ask Teacher Ye to carry something?" Ye Jiangwei felt a little embarrassed with her empty hands.
"Don't. We have to walk on the mountain road later. You can't catch up with me. I walk very fast." The Taoist priest carried a bag on his back, and both hands were empty. He was holding a big bag in one hand. Ye Jiangwei only carried
She was wearing a mesh bag with some very light items in it. After listening to what Xiaodao said, Ye Jiangwei smiled. She was really useless. She was so much older than Xiaodao, and her strength was not half as big as Xiaodao. Not to mention carrying on her back.
With only one bag, even if he walked on an empty road, he would be unable to catch up with the footsteps of the little Taoist leader.
The two of them walked for an hour or two and saw the big maple tree of Xianji Bridge in the distance, and felt an incomparable kindness in their hearts.
Several little kids rushed over from the yard of Xianji Bridge along Maoma Road.
"Little Taoist Master! Teacher Ye!"
Several little kids rushed towards the Taoist Priest and Ye Jiangwei, shouting all the way.
Xilai was thin and ran the fastest. Hong Bing followed closely behind, and Da Lei ran at the back, even slower than Hongxia.
"Xiao Dao Zhang, how is the city? Are there many cars?" Xilai ran up and asked quickly.
"Well, there are many, like ants, there are European-style cars everywhere." The trail leader nodded.
"Have you gone to the train station to see the train? Is the train very long? Is it as long as from here to the big maple tree?" Xilai asked.
The little Taoist scratched his head, wondering why he had forgotten this.
"My home is far away from the train station, and I was in a hurry to get back. I didn't have time to go to the train station to watch the train." Ye Jiangwei said.
"What a pity, little Taoist priest, you should really go to the train station and take a look. It took a lot of effort to get to the city. You should be the child who has traveled the furthest in our village now. You have never even seen a train.
"Xilai took a bag from the Taoist Priest, but underestimated the weight of the bag and almost dropped it to the ground. She quickly hugged it tightly with both hands, "My mother, it's so heavy."
The red soldier came over and took a bag from the Taoist priest's other hand. He directly imitated Xilai and hugged the bag with both hands. They didn't seem surprised at all that the Taoist priest could carry such a heavy bag with one hand.
When we arrived at the village, people from almost every household came to watch the excitement. It seemed that they all wanted to hear what they had heard about the city from the Taoist Priest. To the people of Xianjiqiao, Qingshui City was so far away, so mysterious, and so longing for people.
.Most people in Xianji Bridge have never left Taipingqiao Town in their lives. Their life footprints are within a radius of 20 kilometers centered on Xianji Bridge. Most of the time, they have stayed in this small village, guarding
These fields.
All the things that the Ye family gave to the little Taoist priest were taken to Xiao Dajiang's house. Luo Chunhua took out the candies and distributed them to the little kids in the village. There were a lot of things, and every child got a sumptuous meal just like celebrating a festival.
For them, exquisite candies are a festival. The Ye family also knows that the Taoist leader has such a master, and there are several packs of cigarettes in his bag. This is definitely a rarity for the farmers in Xianjiqiao. Even if
It was Zhou Maolin, the brigade secretary, who had never smoked this brand of cigarettes a few times. Those were only distributed by commune cadres when he went to commune meetings.