Qin Shen's Inn

"It's easy to invite God, but it's hard to send God away." He was talking about Zhong Chunjing. Seeing that his name is warm and warm, he himself is incompatible with water and fire. When Qin Shen showed his mother Qin Jing's machete to gesture At the time, Zhong Chunjing took a step forward, grabbed Qin Shen's knife and put it on his shoulder.

Under Qin Shen's inexplicable gaze, he fell limply to the ground and touched the porcelain forcefully.

Qin Shen was speechless, and poked Zhong Chunjing with the blade, "It's useless to touch porcelain, you must pay for the hotel."

Zhong Chunjing paid one day's rent yesterday and asked for the most common single room. If he wants to stay in the hotel, he must continue to pay for the hotel, or go to the mortal room in a smooth manner before checking out.

Zhongchun Jing got up from the ground embarrassingly, "I just saw that the ground was too clean, so I couldn't bear to experience it up close." He just cheated and didn't want to blackmail him, and it hurts to spend less money.

Qin Shen asked: "And then?"

Zhong Chunjing gave a thumbs up, "It's really clean."

"Thank you for the compliment." Today it was the turn of Wang Lebin and Huang Sanwei to clean the lobby. Hearing the compliment, Huang Sanwei shyly expressed his thanks.

Zhong Chunjing, "..." It's not a sincere compliment, okay?

"Sanwei, you took the wrong mop." Qin Shen suddenly pointed to the mop Huang Sanwei was holding.

Huang Sanwei looked puzzled, "Ah? No."

Qin Shen nodded seriously, "You must have misremembered, this one is for cleaning the toilet."

Huang Sanwei was honest, he looked down at the mop he was holding, looked again and again, and made sure he had picked it up correctly, "Boss, no..."

"It's just a wrong one. Sanwei, let's go in and change it." Wang Lebin stepped in, grabbed Huang Sanwei's hand, and pulled him away.

The cleaners left, Qin Shen twitched the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile on his face, "It's quite clean."

Zhong Chunjing suddenly felt itchy all over his body, and the skin on his back was screaming. The skin on his back wanted to jump off his body, plunged into the water immediately, and washed it a thousand times a thousand times.

Suppressing the physical discomfort, Zhong Chunjing took out his mobile phone from his bag, opened the Skynet APP and prepared to transfer money, "Boss, I will continue for another day."

The cost of staying in a hotel is too expensive, and it hurts to suffocate after paying the room fee at one time, and it hurts to spend public funds.

From Hong Ye's mouth, Qin Shen learned about some quirks of the God of Plague. The God of Winter Plague has a serious obsession with cleanliness, which can be seen from his meticulous dress and neatly combed hairstyle.Zhong Chunjing came to the world through the endless sea with a mission, and he can only go back after completing the mission.

Qin Shen said: "The inn is closed."

Zhong Chunjing turned around and left with his briefcase in his arms, "Then I'll go back to Jiuchongtian."

Qin Shen "hehe", he has quite a personality. "It's not closed anymore, and you didn't give me the key. After paying the rent, you can continue to live."

Zhong Chunjing forced himself to smile, his face contorted, enduring the pain of being bitten by thousands of ants on his back, and after transferring the money, he left quickly, with the soles of his feet rubbing against the ground, as if a puff of blue smoke was produced.

Qin Shen shook his head regretfully. It was a pity that the idea that came up on his brain didn't work out.

When Zhong Chunjing left, Wang Lebin led Huang Sanwei over, "Boss, how are we cooperating?"

"That's right, Xiao Wang's reaction ability is full marks." Qin Shen is not stingy with praise, but he also thinks that Huang Sanwei's innocence is of good quality, "Sanwei's innocence and naturalness should also be given full marks."

With Qin Shen's praise, Huang Sanwei's uneasiness because he didn't cooperate with the boss in time disappeared, and said shyly: "I will try my best to change myself in the future."

"It's okay, it's good to be like this all the time." Qin Shen said: "You and Guo Yue, Ji Wuya and the others have been busy all day. It's a hard day. Go to rest early after cleaning. You will be busy tomorrow."

"Yeah, boss, let's take dinner and eat in the house, and go to bed early after eating."

"Go, go." Qin Shen turned and went into the kitchen after finishing speaking.

It's not that the three meals a day are all eaten together, and it's also like eating in different places like today. There is no moment when it is easier to enhance the relationship like eating. Qin Shen is a good boss and understands the employees' desire to be alone. After all Single dogs want to pass a knife when they see people showing affection.

In the kitchen, Diu Diu found a small bench and sat in front of the baby stroller to play with his younger brother, pinching the bigger paws and his little feet. Simple interaction is Diu Diu's favorite thing, and he never tires of it.The big one who was being played with gave out a milk-scented laugh. Sitting in the stroller, he was like a big Xuemei Niang. The stuffing inside must be happy, cute and carefree.

Today, Zhang Chenghai is the chef. What he cooks is not his specialty bolognese mushroom spaghetti, but seafood risotto. In addition to rice, there are medium-rare steaks, cold-cut raw beef slices, avocado chicken salad, etc. Today, they change their taste and eat Western food at home.

Zhang Tenghai has stayed abroad, and his cooking tends to be Western-style, not to mention delicious, but the presentation of his high-level aesthetics is absolutely pleasing to the eye. The raw beef slices are spread on a round plate, and the bright red beef On the slices are green endives and half-cut tomatoes, and the small black rings are marinated olives, which are sprinkled with black pepper and sea salt, and drizzled with olive oil. From the visual point of view, this dish is amazing. [-] points.

Zhang Chenghai said: "Send it to the room first, and my seafood risotto will be ready soon."

Qin Shen leaned behind Zhang Tenghai, propped his head to look at the seafood risotto in the pot, the transparent pot cover was covered with water droplets and steam, which made the orange-red color of the risotto inside hazy, the prawns had turned red, and the mussels were mussels. The meat of the abalone has shrunk and the cross-shaped knife has become clearer. The squid rings have lost their rawness and become firm and elastic. The fresh and sweet taste of seafood and the fragrance of rice come out from the pores of the pot lid with steam, lingering Stay around.

Even more charming than the seafood risotto was the tall man standing in front of the stove. Qin Shen found that the man cooking in a shirt became even more handsome with a touch of fireworks.After getting closer and kissing Zhang Chenghai on the cheek, Qin Shen said, "As you order, my Mr. Zhang."

The shiny metal surface of the range hood reflected the figures of two people. In the reflection, Qin Shen's eyes were clear and energetic, and his gaze was full of appreciation and admiration. Zhang Tonghai was more gentle, looking at himself in the reflection, Surprised to find that the smile is soft like another person.

Zhang Chenhai didn't respond for a long time, Qin Shen stretched out his finger and poked him on the face, his cheek sunken in, and a small pit appeared, childish Qin seemed to have discovered a new world, and poked him twice again, " I find your face as soft as your youngest son's."

Zhang Tenghai held his hand with a smile, and said helplessly, "Don't make trouble."

"I didn't make trouble, it's a serious matter." Qin Shen defended his behavior.

Behind the two fathers, Diudiu looked at their overlapping backs, turned around and stretched out his finger to poke his younger brother's cheek. The soft cheeks were trembling like the smoothest patches.

Diudiu narrowed his eyes happily, and said in a low voice: "Dad said Daddy's cheeks are soft and easy to touch, I think something is wrong."

The soft feeling that Qin Shen felt was not understood by an ignorant child.

Qin Shen's family of four ate on the terrace outside. A small round table was set out, and a small round scented candle was lit. It smelled like sweet oranges. When I smelled it carefully, there was faintly visible lime in it. The taste, the sour aroma stimulates one's appetite, making Qin Shen's index finger twitch.

"There's still Tomahawk steak. Why didn't I see it when I was in the kitchen?" Qin Shen took the dishes to the terrace first, and then fed the older one. After a while, Zhang Tenghai took the rest The food was served.

The older one who has been breastfeeding doesn't like to lie on his back, but likes to be hugged by his father or daddy, otherwise he hums and expresses his dissatisfaction loudly.Qin Shen, who was holding the child, ate with chopsticks in one hand, but could not use a knife and fork. After Zhang Tenghai cut the steak, he forked a piece and fed it to Qin Shen.

The degree of frying of the steak is just right, tender teeth sink into the package of meat as soon as you bite, and then bite down gently, the fragrant juice spreads in the mouth, the black pepper sauce is Qin Shen's favorite taste , "Yeah~", squinted his eyes and said with enjoyment: "Mr. Zhang, your craftsmanship is so good, my taste buds are conquered by you."

"It's not that I cook well, it's just that you are the one who eats these." Zhang Chenghai ate a piece himself, frowning slightly, the steak is old, and it's not perfect at seven maturity, "I'll practice again and try to make it for you Serves the best steak."

"What you cook is the best."

"Kachi kachi——" the table knife scratched the plate and made an unpleasant and harsh sound. Diu Diu was getting closer to the knife and fork. The control is not good, the beef cannot be cut if the strength is weak, and the plate is scraped when the strength is too strong... Annoyed, I put down the knife and fork, staring at the steak for a while, not knowing what to do.

Noticing that Dad and Daddy looked at him, Diudiu blushed and said falteringly, "I don't know how to use a knife and fork."

Qin Shen said carelessly: "It's okay, and neither will Dad." The chopsticks in his hand moved, "What kind of knife and fork do Chinese people use? It's not very good to use chopsticks. Baby, let's use chopsticks to eat. The knife and fork are cut out The diced meat is a bit big, so it’s so refreshing to pick it up with chopsticks and eat it directly, and take a big bite.”

"Dad." Diudiu called out dissatisfied.

Qin Shen said with a smile: "Father can't teach you how to be elegant, let your father come."

Diudiu encouraged his father, "Let's learn together."

"Ah~" the big little baby voice made a childish voice, showing his own existence.

Qin Shen patted the youngest son, and motioned the eldest son to look at the lump of flesh in his arms, "Look, Dad has no hands."

Diu Diu regretted, "Okay."

Zhang Tenghai had already moved his chair and sat next to Diudiu, gently teaching the child how to hold a knife and fork and how to use strength.It is just a kind of tableware that is different from chopsticks. It is assisted by left and right hands. After mastering the skills, it can be used quickly. You can play with chopsticks, let alone knives and forks.

But... Diudiu looked at Dad enviously, "My movements don't look good."

Zhang Tenghai's movements are like flowing clouds and flowing water, elegant, calm and pleasing to the eye.

Zhang Tenghai comforted the child, "Diudiu is still young, but when he grows up, he will look very good-looking."

Movements need to be graceful. Apart from having a good face and a good figure, you also need to accumulate life experience. Over time, even if the movements seem bold and rough, people who are good-looking and have connotations will act freely and naturally.

Diu Diu nodded half-understood, for the time being, he still doesn't understand why it has something to do with growing up after eating.

There is a circle of floor lamps along the terrace. The color of the lights is a comfortable and warm yellow-white color. It is not very bright, but it is full of atmosphere. After it is installed, it is the first time to use it, and it feels very romantic.

The light from the waterside platform gave Pingting's lotus a soft color. Among the lotus bushes, Shuigui Xiaoxi and Mussel Jingzhuzhu used a large lotus leaf as a table and pink lotus petals as tableware. Eating their own dinner.Fresh small fish and shrimps, tender white lotus root are used as dishes, and the dew on the petals in the morning is collected and placed in mussel shells for drinking. The laughter softens the cold winter wind.

Everyone is happy inside and outside the inn.

Every day is happy, even if the happy one is a bit busy, Qin Shen thaws the frozen soil at the intersection of the three realms with boiled water, which is a one-to-one mixture of well water and snow water on the Wuduyuan , the two different waters do not look different to the naked eye, but upon closer inspection, there is a huge difference. This is the charm of alchemy in cultivation.

The soil at the intersection of the three realms that has been thawed and smashed into mud should be added with the petals of the Bianhua flower. The petals that have been dried by the cold wind will fall into mud when they are lightly touched, and they will disappear soon after being added to the mud and stirred.

The mud was frozen solid, and Qin Shen managed to smash two pieces the size of a fist in half a day. Looking at the yard, Guo Yue alone could deal with mud half a person's height.

Also being a man, Qin Shen was a little bit shocked. He took a deep breath and comforted himself. As a human being, don't compare yourself with spirits.

The alarm clock rang, Qin Shen put down the plastic bucket and wooden stick, took out his mobile phone and turned off the alarm clock, and then opened the live broadcast software, the Baishuiguan blessing ceremony was about to begin.

Today is the third day that the God of Winter Plague stayed in the inn. Zhong Chunjing didn't know which tendon was wrong. Since the cleanliness got hit that day, he couldn't come out of the room. Eating and drinking, according to Qin Shen's temperament, I really want to complain about Zhong Chunjing's inaction.

However, the Plague God Temple did not open a complaint hotline.

There is no way to complain.

The god of winter plague stays at the inn, and Qin Shen pays attention to the news all the time. The outside situation is not optimistic. The virus mutates too fast, making people helpless, and the progress of vaccine development has entered a bottleneck.

In response to this catastrophe, all walks of life mobilized their forces to pray for early safety, and the same is true in the religious circles. The Binhai Province, led by Baishui Temple, held a blessing ceremony on today, which is the [-]th day of the lunar calendar.

The video on the screen is loading, and there are too many people online at the same time, and they have to queue up to enter the live broadcast room.

During the process of queuing up, Qin Shen had various ideas in his mind. He discussed with Hong Ye the method of sending the God of Plague. After the discussion, he felt that it was very feasible. He is currently preparing. The smashed frozen mud at the intersection of the three worlds is used to make incense sticks After the initial treatment in the inn, the base material will be sent to the medical hall for further processing.

As for how to send the God of Plague, we will know tomorrow.

The Baishuiguan Blessing Ceremony started on time at 36:[-]:[-] on the fifteenth day, accurate to the minute and second, and it must be the result of calculation.

It's [-]:[-], when the live broadcast starts.

Baishui Temple is an old Taoist temple in the new era. The architecture is old and the inheritance is old, but the thinking keeps pace with the times and always follows the will of the country. Yes, My Country", a positive energy documentary.For this reason, Mo Chen left the inn and went back to the Taoist Temple for a day. After returning, Qin Shen saw him typing on the keyboard, and only found out after asking. aftertaste.

As the Guanzhu's closed disciple, of course, it must be done earnestly.

It's far away, now I'm watching the meeting.

"Gently hold your face and wipe away your tears... We rejoice together, we endure together... We share wind and rain, we pursue together... Sincerely wish for you, I wish you happiness and peace."

The queue was very fast, and Qin Shen's attention was pulled away by the sound on the screen when he was distracted. On the screen, a young Taoist priest with a guitar was standing behind Li Mai, playing and singing "Let the World" full of love".

The style of painting is a bit confusing.

Qin Shen was at a loss, now that the high-end Fa conference is so close to life?

"It's not good to sing, it's not as good as mine!" Rabbit Jingtutu was lazy, and after pounding the mud for a while, he rubbed against Qin Shen's side, curling his lips to express his disdain for the Taoist's singing on the screen.

Qin Shen looked at Tutu speechlessly. Tutu lowered his head and ran away in despair.

Qin Shen: "..." Tutu, who is tone-deaf, even said that his singing is not good, and this style of painting is also quite fascinating.

Put the mobile phone upright on the ground so that everyone can watch it together. Qin Shen sat on the steps with a plastic bucket in his arms and continued to pound the mud. The frozen mud was hard and dry, and the boiling water needed to be poured in batches to melt the frozen mud bit by bit. .

While making mud, there was a change in the camera, and the singing Taoist went down with a Limai.In the picture, there are only the noisy voices of the crowd and the red carpet on the high platform.The Fa conference is about to start, and the venue is being cleared now.

Far away in the side hall next to Baishui Guanqian Square next to Qinghe in Dongzhou City, Mo Chen panicked, "Master, how can I be a high-level practitioner for such an important ceremony?! I am not capable enough, how can I take on such a big responsibility."

Zhang Xiyao, who was tired and pale, lovingly touched his disciple's face, "Silly boy, don't underestimate yourself. Ask everyone present who thinks you are not capable enough."

In the side hall sit a dozen or so respected Taoist seniors, including Taoist priests from Baishui Temple, some from other Taoist temples, and Huoju Taoist priests who practice at home.As a temple with a history of thousands of years, Baishui Temple belongs to the head of the Taoist school in Binhai Province. The Dafa Conference to pray for the blessings of China and the world naturally gathered Taoists from the entire Binhai Province.

This blessing ceremony was presided over by Baishui Temple. Zhang Xiyao should have made great achievements, but he worked hard day and night studying viruses, and his old bones really couldn't hold on. Once he fainted in the middle of the ceremony, it caused panic among the believers It is not small.

After thinking about it, Mo Chen, as Zhang Xiyao's closed disciple, a knowledgeable young junior with a background in the Wangxiang Inn, is perfect for Gao Gong to preside over the Dharma meeting.

Mo Chen looked at the crowd nervously, wishing someone would jump out and say, no!

But the reality is, no.

More than a dozen elders present all smiled encouragingly at him, telling him to be confident and not to be nervous or afraid.

"Son, what are you afraid of?" Zhang Xiyao took Mo Chen's hand, and found that his palm was cold and sweaty, trembling slightly from nervousness.

"I'm young." Unable to convince the crowd.

"Talent doesn't lie in age."

"I'm not good at skills." The process of Gao Gong has been practiced by his master since he was a child, but he has never played in person.

"When you practice with me, you do well."

"My cultivation base is not enough, and I cannot communicate with the world."

A truly effective puja will only be effective if you have a high level of cultivation to communicate with the gods and worship the prayers.In today's Dharma-ending era, there are very few that can be done, and more Fa conferences are just watching the excitement.

The reason why Zhang Xiyao was convinced and respected by everyone was because he could do it.

Zhang Xiyao showed a mysterious smile, and said meaningfully: "Mo Chen, you have stayed at the Wangxiang Inn."

In terms of the ability to communicate with the world, there is no place like Wangxiang Inn.

Hearing what Zhang Xiyao said, everyone laughed.

In the Wangxiang Inn mentioned by them, in order to facilitate watching the live broadcast, Qin Shen changed to a tablet with a larger screen, making it more comfortable to watch.Hold the mobile phone in your hand to check the information of this blessing puja. As early as four days ago, Baishuiguan posted a notice on the official website and official Weibo. , just watch it on the platform, you can sign the bill online and tell your blessings in your heart.

"It turns out that Baishui Temple not only enshrines Tianshi Zhang." After dealing with Baishui Temple for several years, it is ashamed to say that Qin Shen didn't understand it thoroughly until today.

Baishui Temple mainly enshrines not Zhang Tianshi, but the supreme god Haotian. The golden body of the supreme god in the main hall is smeared with green smoke. .

For some reason, looking at the golden body of the Emperor of Heaven, Qin Shen actually got Hong Ye's mood when he went to the mountain temple to welcome the statue, and was really embarrassed.He is not himself, embarrassing wool? !

Putting aside the inexplicable emotions, Qin Shen put down the phone and looked at the tablet again, because the sound of flute, flute, drum, and suona sounded, and the musician played the "Commencement Number".

When the time is up, the Fa conference will begin.

"It turned out to be little Daoist Mo."

"He looks good in Gao Gong's cassock. He is a young green onion among a group of middle-aged people. Everyone's eyes must be on Xiao Daoist Mo."

"He started to chant, why don't you think his voice is so solemn."

Seeing that Gao Gong who presided over the ceremony was Mo Chen, the inn staff put down their work and gathered in front of the screen to watch carefully.

In the square in front of Baishui Temple, after the musicians played, Gao Gong, wearing a purple cassock with a blue border, and the scribes, who wore a yellow robe with a blue border, entered the center of the square from down the steps.All scripture teachers sang the soothing "Three Treasures Ci", and several Taoist relatives lined up to offer lamps, flowers, and wine, and retreated to the side after saluting.Gao Gong walked on the carpet with a wat board and incense sticks in his hand, and after standing still, he began to chant the table: "Participate in Yuliu, and make a devout offering! Respectfully set up a Yao altar, sincerely prepare seasonal delicacies, welcome Tianjing Difu, the Supreme God, is going to the Dharma banquet to listen to prayers... I pray that the gods will be holy, sympathize with the difficulties of the world, bestow physical and mental health, eliminate disasters and disasters, and bring blessings to the people! , Religious harmony, ethnic harmony, world peace, all sentient beings, Xian Mu Daoen! Sincerely and fearfully, bow your head and worship, and pray for hearing!"

After the announcement, there were other ceremonies. The whole performance took about three hours, which was a double test for everyone on the stage, both mentally and physically.

On the live broadcast platform, viewers' comments were refreshed very quickly.

When Mo Chen first came out, he was full of doubts.

"Why isn't it Zhang Guanzhu? Such a young man is a high-level practitioner, so there must be an inside story?"

"Hey, Taoism is not as good as it is every year now, can you go to it if you have a background?"

"The Great Dharma Conference to pray for the blessings of the common people in China is so reckless."

"I had doubts about my beliefs."

Of course, among the many voices of doubt, the comments of face licking gradually increased, and finally with an overwhelming advantage, all the voices of doubt became noise.

Sure enough, good looks are also very advantageous.

"My little brother is really good-looking. Does Baishui Temple still recruit Taoist priests, the kind who have gone to college and are female."

"Where is Baishuiguan? Ask for the address, and I'm going to watch the little brother."

"Hey, the good-looking little brother is going to be a Taoist priest, so give up the big garden?"

"Popular science, my little brother's name is Mo Chen, he is the closed disciple of the master of Baishui temple, he is very powerful."

"Wow, the name is also super nice, please form a group to watch the little brother."

Many believers found that there are many non-religious people among them, and they can tell from the messages that they are just here to watch the handsome little brother.

Qin Shen joined in the fun and sent a message, "Little brother is devoted to the Tao, so I won't talk to you."

Just sent it out and refreshed it...

Qin Shen said: "It will take a while to offer incense to the Emperor of Heaven, let's eat first."

Today's lunch is simple, small yellow croaker shredded pork noodles with pickled vegetables, two pieces of fresh small yellow croaker slices are simply marinated to remove fishy smell, and the remaining fish bones and fish heads are fried in a frying pan with lard until golden After that, add water to cook the broth. The noodles are hand-rolled noodles made by Qiu Baocheng. Duck eggs are put in the noodles, and the noodles are golden in color.

Drink soup first after eating noodles, and that is the person who really knows how to eat noodles.

After tasting the freshness of the noodle soup, Qin Shen picked up chopsticks of green diced pickled cabbage. Wu Niang marinated mustard greens with a large grain of sea salt. After a short time of marinating, it will be green in color. After a long time, it will turn yellow and become green. The best partner to make pickled fish.

The time of the blessing puja was really long. They finished their lunch and worked for a long time before the puja proceeded to the most important stage - offering incense to the gods.

Mo Chen, who was holding three sticks of long incense sticks in his hands at the ceremony, knelt nervously on the futon, stood up after three kneelings and prostrations, walked around the futon and came to the incense burner. Inserted into the incense burner.

Cigarettes scattered quietly, nothing changed.

Mo Chen's heart fell straight into the abyss.

Smiling bitterly in his heart, he really is not good at learning arts, unable to communicate with heaven and earth.

The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

A layman thinks that Mo Chen's movements are skillful and smooth, and Qingsong's posture is very beautiful.But I'm an insider = I sternly questioned every sentence.

"The green smoke is not going straight up, and the blessing ceremony has failed."

"Scattered? Could it be that Gao Gong was dishonest and Shangshen didn't like it?"

"Ahhhh."

It's more of a lament, the believers don't want to say anything anymore.

Qin Shen is an outsider, so he doesn't understand why there are so many "ah" and doubts, "Mo Chen did a good job. Today, Dongzhou City is windy. How can the green smoke rise straight up? It's unscientific."

"Boss, our existence itself is not scientific." Liu Niang reminded Qin Shen.

"..." After all, more than 20 years of historical materialism education, science is deeply rooted in his heart. Qin Shen looked at the unscientific inn and unscientific employees, "Okay. Then Mo Chen failed?"

"It should be." Liu Niang said: "As far as I know, when Master Zhang performed high-level prayers, the green smoke would go straight up, regardless of whether the wind is clear or the wind is blowing."

It turned out to be the case.

Qin Shen watched Mo Chen bowing and saluting in the video, and the incense burner in front of Mo Chen. The smoke on the incense burner was scattered, like a headless fly who couldn't find the right owner to report the work, and looked a little helpless .

Qin Shen sighed, "The Emperor of the Nine Heavens is in retreat, how should I say it, I know."

As soon as he finished speaking, the scattered green smoke suddenly paused, and instantly gathered into a straight line as if he had heard a call, straight upward, and the burning speed of the thick finger-thick incense accelerated, faster and faster, and a large part of it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Mo Chen heard the cheers in a trance, he raised his head in a daze, his eyes covered with sweat opened his eyes wide, and he saw that the incense had burned out.

"The incense burner is gone, now it's over, no one doubts Mo Chen anymore." After a short moment of astonishment, Qin Shen said happily: "As expected of a temporary worker in our inn, it's just different."

His nose twitched, "Do you smell smoke? It's coming from the kitchen?"

"No, it smells like sandalwood, as if someone is burning incense." Wang Lebin ran outside, and when he came back, he said speechlessly: "The courier brother who often delivers packages here is burning, listen to him muttering Said that my younger brother was going to interview for a Fortune [-] company, and he came over to burn paper and incense to pray for the blessing of the Great Immortal."

Qin Shen: "..." You must have asked the wrong place.

Regardless of seeking the right, the courier brother left contentedly after seeing the ashes completely extinguished.

Wang Lebin asked what to do?

Qin Shen thought for a while, "It's not good to shovel away someone's kindness and throw it into the garbage dump. Wang Lebin, find an open space next to the inn, dig a hole, and shovel the ashes in. I think it's useless to hug Buddha's feet when things come to an end , if you have the ability, your wishes will come true."

Liu Niang laughed, and she said: "With the words of the boss, he will definitely get what he wants."

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On the [-]th, the Baishui Guanfa meeting ended, and on the [-]th, it was time to send off the God of Plague to the Baidang Mountain Temple in Hongye Town.

Early in the morning, when it was still dark, the townspeople who got the news that the mountain temple wanted to "send the plague god" took action spontaneously, took the newly bought paper money and burned them on the side of the road and at the crossroads. The smell of the paper money was not choking fireworks. It smells a little sweet, and some people think of the "copper smell", the smell of money.

In the flames of burning paper money, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and things seemed a little out of the ordinary.Those who were still joking, yawning and chatting at first turned their faces back on, and different faces were serious and serious amidst the flickering flames.

In ancient times, there was a sacrificial activity of "sending the plague god". People often hoped that the sacrifice would send away disasters and plagues. The sacrificial activities are full of people's good wishes.

To explain it scientifically, people in ancient times were ignorant and ignorant, thinking that the epidemic was rampant because of the chaos of the plague god, and only by sending it away respectfully could they be exchanged for peace.

In modern times, human beings explore the world more and more deeply, and they think they understand more and more thoroughly. The theory of strange powers and chaotic gods has been relegated to the corner of superstition, and there are few places where sacrifices to send plague gods are performed.

After discussing with Hong Ye, Qin Shen felt that it was imperative to "send the plague god away".

After all, the first level of the official ranks crushes people to death, and seeing how the Winter Plague God is passive and sabotages his work, he goes down to earth and does nothing.

After confirming the sacrifice, Hong Ye instructed the host of the mountain temple to spread the news in advance. The mountain temple has a lot of letters in Hongye Town, and there will be many responders to what to do. Burning paper money early in the morning on the [-]th day is the prelude to the sacrifice. .

When the first ray of light from the sky tore through the darkness and shined on the earth, the sky became misty, and at the mountain temple, the sound of thick drums burst out, rumbling like a beating in the heart of a person.The townspeople followed the sound and saw a big drum standing at the entrance of the mountain temple. A man in colorful clothes and a mask was beating the drumsticks slowly and vigorously.

The mask face has big square ears, protruding eyeballs, and a big grinning mouth full of sharp teeth. This is a plague god mask made by the people. Wear colorful clothes, wear a mask, and beat drums with bare feet to attract the plague god to come to the world.

Just like that, the God of Plague will not save face.

The paper money burned early in the morning was a bribe, and now the maiden dancing out of the mountain temple was for the appreciation of the plague god. When she was happy, she came naturally.

The man in the mask threw away the drumsticks, turned his back to the big drum and watched the witch dancing intently. Today, there is mist in the mountains, and the witch's unskilled dance looks like a fairy descending from the mist, her figure is elegant. Dust, light and dreamy, very beautiful.

The witch also wore a mask. The eyes of the mask were upturned and narrow, the nose was small and tall, and the mouth was as red as a small cherry. The rouge on the cheeks was two big lumps of bright red.

Someone among the onlookers murmured, "Does the God of Plague like such a beauty?"