Regarding Cao Qingdao's arrogant character, Xiang Que later summed it up.
If you tell Cao Qingdao that when we get rich, we will also build a Shenzhou spaceship and fly to Pandora to fuck the Avatar, then Cao Qingdao will definitely not care about how much money it will cost to build the spaceship or whether it can fly to Pandora.
He will definitely ask you first if your Avatar life is good.
Regarding the word "saucy", Cao Qingdao is just like this.
Let’s talk about Xiang Que. After he was forcefully dragged into the car by the eldest daughter of the Chen family, the Toyota nanny car drove towards the city in a familiar manner. After an hour of stop and go, it parked in the parking lot near the City God Temple.
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"Get off the car, we're at the place." Chen Xia opened the car door with her toad glasses on, carried a small bag, threw off her two long legs, and ran towards the City God's Temple.
Xiang Que asked suspiciously from behind her: "You are quite familiar with the road. You don't even need a navigation system. Do you come here often?"
"Well, I have to come here four or five times a year. Baoxin Department has a branch in Shanghai, and I am in charge of it," Chen Xia replied.
Xiang Que suddenly felt humiliated and felt that he had been tricked: "You just came to Shanghai as promised and there is no one to accompany you?"
"Ah, yes, I just came from Tangshan yesterday." Chen Xia blinked, looking very innocent.
"Women are cunning. Not only can't you reason with her, but you can't argue with them either, because you can't reason with them at all." Xiang Que accepted his fate and followed Chen Xia around the City God's Temple.
The City God's Temple is the most unique place in Shanghai. People from out of town basically come here to hang out. In addition to maintaining the Shanghai style for hundreds of years, the most popular thing about the City God's Temple is a variety of local snacks.
When Chen Xia arrived at the snack street, she was like a fish in water. She was immediately full of blood, holding a handful of money and eating from the street to the end. Xiang Que followed her and acted as a follower, carrying her bag.
Carrying food and water, he had been hungry all morning and had no time to fill his stomach.
"In addition to a woman's temper and heart, I found that a woman's stomach is also incomprehensible." Xiang Que sighed. When the wind blows, Chen Xia is so thin that she might even have to hold on to a telephone pole to fart, but her mother just can't understand it.
Why can’t I finish eating this strip?
After eating until noon, Chen Xia seemed to give up. After drinking some water happily, he stretched his delicate waist and asked: "Aren't you a Taoist priest? There is a Taoist temple here, let's go and see it?"
"What, you want me to go make trouble?" Xiang Que said angrily.
The Chenghuang Temple is a small Taoist temple. There are a few Taoist priests inside, but they are definitely not serious Taoists. Basically, they are making money through the hundreds of years of history of the Chenghuang Temple. They collect some money for incense and tickets. This kind of temple is shrouded in a tourist atmosphere.
Taoist temples are no longer considered orthodox Taoist temples.
Outside the Chenghuang Temple, there were quite a lot of people, queuing up to buy tickets and long incense sticks. Chen Xia actually bought three long incense sticks, held them in his hands, and lit them to burn incense.
"You don't seem to be very interested. This is a Taoist temple, shouldn't you be serious?"
Xiang Que smoked a cigarette and bared his teeth and said, "Is this considered a Taoist temple? It's just to fool you tourists who don't know anything."
"Why is it not considered a Taoist temple? The City God's Temple is very famous. It has been there for hundreds of years. People come here to burn incense and pray almost every day. I heard it is quite effective."
Xiang Que sighed quietly, he really couldn't explain this to Chen Xia.
"Speaking of this efficaciousness, it is purely a function of people's hearts. With so many people coming to pray, even if they try their luck, they can get their wishes to come true after a few prayers, so they will spread the word that this kind of place is very effective. As for those who don't,
No one would care about it, so as time goes by and many years pass, some people will mistakenly think that this place is very spiritual. But actually? It’s useless. It has nothing to do with coming here to pray.”
Chen Xia held the long incense in her hand, and after thinking for a moment, she actually ordered it to be inserted into the incense burner, and pretended to mutter for a while.
There is definitely a difference between an orthodox Taoist temple with a history and a Taoist temple like the Chenghuang Temple, and ordinary people cannot tell the difference.
Taoist temples like Wudang, Quanzhen and Maoshan have been passed down for thousands of years. Taoist disciples with profound Taoism practice here all year round, and a large number of Taoist believers come here to worship every year.
Over time, this orthodox Taoist temple will condense the power of thoughts. Part of these thoughts are due to the practice of Taoist disciples, and part of it is due to the fact that it has been worshiped by people all year round.
This kind of mental power surrounds Taoist temples. When people who truly believe in Taoism come to worship and make sincere wishes, the mental power will be added to them. This kind of mental power can play an auxiliary and blessing role, making people who make wishes and prayers think
It's done.
Although not necessarily everyone who comes to pray will achieve their wishes, the probability is definitely much higher than that of a Taoist temple like the City God Temple that is completely contaminated by secularism.
After Xiang Que arrived at the Chenghuang Temple, he discovered that the power of telepathy here was very weak, almost negligible. It is estimated that there were many people offering incense, and there were also some sincere pilgrims among them. The telepathy would be generated after praying, but is such a small amount of telepathy basic?
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"Look at that family of three, they are very sincere in their worship." After Chen Xia finished placing the incense sticks, she found that not far away, a young couple with a four or five-year-old girl were bowing and kowtowing towards them.
The Sanqing Patriarch enshrined in the Taoist temple is praying.
Ordinary people just offer incense, but these three people were completely bowing down.
"It's not surprising that there are so many disappointed people," Xiang Que said nonchalantly.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the little girl next to the young couple began to twitch suddenly. Her father hurriedly held the little girl down and held her in his arms. Her mother was helpless and kowtowed beside her, looking very anxious.
"She, she...this child seems to be sick? Why don't you go to the hospital? Why are you here?"
"It's not a disease, it's something that happened to me," Xiang Que said with squinted eyes.
"What do you mean?" Chen Xia reacted quickly and asked: "Is there anything dirty on that child?"
Ever since she met Xiang Que in Tangshan and went to Jinghong Hotel, Chen Xia understood that those symptoms that the hospital could not explain could be attributed to evil spirits or dirty things.
Xiang Que shook his head and said: "It's not that serious, it's just a trace of evil. If it was really dirty, this girl would have been so convulsed that she couldn't even get up."
After a while, the child in the couple's arms seemed to be back to normal, except that his face looked quite white and his forehead was covered with sweat.
Chen Xia suddenly whispered to Xiang Que: "Help them, that child is very pitiful, and praying here is of no use. Her parents will definitely be very sad. Aren't you all compassionate?"
"You're talking about a monk, but he's been rectified," Xiang Que said with a bitter smile.