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"Maybe I'm blind?" Yun Peixuan said to himself, otherwise how could he see Xin Zhu hanging on Luo Zizhou's body.

When the person walked away, Luo Zizhou tore off the Xin Zhu sticking to his body, very solemnly: "Don't mess around!"

Xin Zhu wrinkled his nose: "It's people like you who pulled out the X ruthlessly!"

Luo Zizhou didn't entangle this topic with him, saw Zhao Yi come in, and talked about Yun Peixuan's situation again.

"The various abnormalities here must be related to the electric beads. The dragon beads are not on Fellow Daoist Yun, and they may be hidden somewhere in the temple."

Zhao Yi frowned: "If it was in the temple, it should have been inspired by other dragon balls just now."

Xin Zhu disagreed: "Maybe this one is a bit rebellious?"

Dragon Ball is a spiritual treasure for tens of thousands of years, not a dead thing. It is normal to have a little temper.

Zhao Yi couldn't refute for a while, the reaction of the other Dragon Balls when they met Yun Peixuan just now was like the feeling of a child who happily asked his brother to go home for dinner and was yelled back.

It is quite appropriate to describe Dianzhu as rebellious.

In the early morning of the next day, before dawn, there was a lot of movement in the temple.

Xin Zhu pushed open the window and saw Yun Peixuan carrying sacks by the back door.

The little Taoist priest, who looked thinner and thinner in casual clothes, easily picked up a full sack in one hand, and those who didn't know it thought it contained cotton.

"I'll help you."

Yun Peixuan raised his head and found that Xin Zhu was also wearing a Taoist robe today, so he couldn't help being taken aback.It was a step too late to decline, and there was no time to say it.

Xin Zhu rolled up his sleeves and lifted a sack from the back door wall, weighed it twice, hey, it's really not heavy.

"What's in it?"

Yun Peixuan untied the hemp rope around the mouth: "Chrysanthemum, today's ingredient."

Looking at the sacks outside the kitchen, and then at the line of sacks at the base of the wall, Xin Zhu's eyes widened: "There are so many?"

"Tomorrow is the Double Ninth Festival. Many customers have ordered chrysanthemum cakes. I might as well use chrysanthemums as the main ingredient today."

The Double Ninth Festival is also known as the Old Man's Day. In ancient times, there was a tradition of climbing high to appreciate chrysanthemums. Nowadays, not many people have such a leisurely and elegant mood, and the festive atmosphere is more reflected in food.

The traditional Chongyang cake is made of glutinous rice and red beans, which is difficult for the elderly to digest.

Today people combine the tradition of enjoying flowers and eating cakes. Chrysanthemum has the meaning of longevity and can be eaten. There is no more suitable choice than it.

Pick out good-looking chrysanthemums and boil them in water, remove the flowers and leave the water, then add rock sugar and gelatin powder, heat while stirring, and turn off the heat immediately when it boils.Then pour the boiled viscous liquid into the mold, add goji berries and fragmented flower petals, and wait for it to cool.

After finishing these things, Yun Peixuan had to rush to class, told Xin Zhu that he would be back at about eleven o'clock at noon, and hurriedly put on his schoolbag and left.After a busy morning, I didn't even eat breakfast.

Probably he has been like this for a year, and he has long been used to it.In the past, when there were not many customers, it might have been easier.

Luo Zizhou finally came out of the room: "He is quite relieved of us."

Before that, he and Zhao Yi had been secretly observing the little Taoist priest. Yun Peixuan was worried that he would be forced to swallow the poisonous pie, and they also suspected that someone was using the dragon ball to set him up.

Yun Peixuan's words and deeds were natural without any flaws.

"Do you feel any difference?" Zhao Yi asked.

Xin Zhu and Luo Zizhou looked at each other and shook their heads together.

Zhao Yi narrowed his eyes: "The time is too short, let's observe again."

Xin Zhu supported the strongest ginkgo tree in the yard, and the scorched blackness on the trunk still remained.

"You Daoist Yun was chopped under this tree, right?"

The lightning bolt headed towards Yun Peixuan, the tree was only affected, and the damage was not serious.After a year of recuperation, it is still flourishing.

In the autumn wind, the ginkgo leaves are turning from green to yellow, and the huge canopy gives off the beauty of the gradually dyed forest.

Before Yun Peixuan came back, the three of them basically touched the inside and outside of Mingxin Temple.

Apart from the excellent Feng Shui and abundant aura, there is nothing special about it.

"It's a pity that such a good location, just opening a store is more prosperous than a Taoist temple."

Xin Zhudu feels sorry for Yun Peixuan, but he can only be a tepid Taoist temple master while guarding the treasure land, and the Taoist temple has to rely on part-time teahouses to make a living, and has to do everything by himself.

Facts have proved that Yun Peixuan's departure did not affect the aura of Mingxinguan, and they did not notice the existence of the enchantment.The spiritual energy gathered within the courtyard wall as if attracted by the Mingxin Temple.

When Yun Peixuan came back, he saw Xin Zhu coming in and out of the back door of the Mingxin Temple, and Zhao Yi stood motionless inside the door and watched, and those who didn't know thought they had stuck.

Seeing Yun Peixuan approaching, Uncle Fruit picked a few persimmons and stuffed them into his hands: "It's not easy for Xiaoyun, Mingxin Temple has finally recruited a new Taoist priest."

Yun Peixuan couldn't refuse, he could only thank him repeatedly, and looked at the Taoist robe on Xin Zhu's body, he couldn't laugh or cry: "He is not a Taoist priest I recruited, I asked him to help."

"Help, help... so you can stay!" Uncle Fruit looked like someone who had come here, "That's how I chased your aunt back then, young people must learn to be flexible!"

Seeing that Uncle Fruit had fallen into his own logic, Yun Peixuan simply gave up explaining, thanked him a few more times, and went to Xin Zhu's side.

"What are you doing?"

Xin Zhu was stuck in the back door: "Have you lived here for so long, haven't you noticed the difference in spiritual energy inside and outside this wall?"

Yun Peixuan led them into the temple, and hung the prepared wooden sign on the outer wall.

"The aura of the Mingxin Temple has always been more abundant than the outside. My grandfather said that when the ancestors built the Mingxin Temple, they used the power of Fengshui and combined with the layout of the temple. Later, I took over as the master of the temple. The popularity of the Mingxin Temple's incense has risen, and the aura in the temple has also become stronger. It's getting more and more abundant. I think it's because the ancestors of Sanqing were enshrined with incense and showed their spirits to protect them."

After hearing this explanation, Zhao Yi raised the corners of his mouth inexplicably: "Does Fellow Daoist Yun know how many Taoist temples in China today worship Sanqing?"

Yun Peixuan shook his head, but he also knew that given Sanqing's status in Taoism, there were only a few people who did not worship Sanqing.

In the final analysis, they believed that the crux of the matter was still the lightning that struck Yun Peixuan.

As guests came in one after another, it was difficult for them to continue this topic.Zhao Yi didn't want to face the wolves and tigers' stares of the girls, so he hid in the wing room to work remotely, while Xin Zhu helped Yun Peixuan greet the guests in the yard.

It's not that he's being courteous, but that some guests are clearly coming for him, and they won't let him go if they grab him.

Zhao Yi's demeanor showed that strangers should not be close to each other. The guests who were naughty in front of Xin Zhu and Yun Peixuan became little chickens in front of him, and they dared not be presumptuous at all.

Young girls full of youth sat around Xin Zhu but they didn't dare to get too close. Even though he smiled amiably, his preconceived sense of mystery still made people dare not blaspheme. They only asked their own questions from a distance, and followed It's like Xin Zhu's personal press conference.

"Xin Zhu, are you going to place an order here?"

"No, just stay here for a few days."

"I'm still very curious about what happened to the final of "I Am a Psychic" ah, is it really a post-editing?"

Xin Zhu smiled and said nothing, neither admitting nor denying, everyone said "Oh~" clearly.As for what it means, that's up to you.

"Did you come to Shanghai with Professor Luo? Why didn't you see Professor Luo?"

"He came to Shanghai to attend a seminar, and his itinerary is different from mine. But we don't engage in star chasing, and we don't support itinerary chasing."

The girls nodded frantically, if you don't chase or chase, whatever you say is right!

……

With Xin Zhu and old customers outside, Yun Peixuan spent most of his time in the kitchen.

His production today not only has to supply outside customers, but also tomorrow's orders.If you don't rush now, you won't be able to sleep at night.

The pain in the right lower abdomen that lasted for half a day became more and more intense, and it had reached the point where it could not be ignored.Yun Peixuan's face was pale from the pain, and he was covered in sweat.

He tried to defend himself, but the pain made him completely unable to calm down, his head was so muddy that he couldn't even stand up.

After leaning on the table for a long time, the pain only increased.

Yun Peixuan's eyes darkened, knowing that he might not be able to hold on anymore, he staggered out of the kitchen while leaning on the wall, and bumped into Zhao Yi who had noticed the abnormal movement and came out to check.

Zhao Yi had just supported him, and before he had time to ask him what was wrong, Yun Peixuan felt relieved and passed out.

Helpless, Zhao Yi carried him back to the room and called Xin Zhu over.

"I checked his pulse, the aura in his body is violent, and he needs to be sorted out urgently." Zhao Yi said succinctly.

Xin Zhu probed into Yun Peixuan's pulse door for a trace of spiritual power, and tried to find the reason for the spiritual riot while helping him sort it out.

However, I couldn't find it. It seemed that Lingqi had lost his temper for no reason, and everything returned to normal after being appeased.

After getting this result, Xin Zhu and Zhao Yi frowned even tighter.

It is not terrible to be sick, it is terrible not to find the cause.The crux of the matter cannot be found, all efforts are to treat the symptoms but not the root cause, and may relapse at any time.

After about half an hour, Yun Peixuan woke up with a calm expression.

This is not the first time he has experienced this kind of situation. He also fainted from the pain when he had an attack before, and it subsided without anyone caring about it.Except for the unbearable pain at the time of the attack, it did not cause other negative effects on him.

After Yun Peixuan said this, Xin Zhu felt that this matter should not be taken lightly.

He rolled up Yun Peixuan's sleeve, and the color of the lightning mark on his left arm became darker visible to the naked eye.

Xin Zhu couldn't find the reason for Yun Peixuan's spiritual riot, because he tacitly agreed that the extra electricity in his body belonged to his spiritual power.

What if it is not?Could it be the culprit that caused the aura riot?

Even if you swallow the stuffed pie that falls from the sky, you must ensure that you will not be poisoned, choked to death, or scalded to death in order to enjoy it.

Yun Peixuan lowered his eyelids to cover the emotions in his eyes: "How is it?"

Xin Zhu sighed lightly: "It's hard to say."

Yun Peixuan is a doctor himself, if there are general problems, he can see it himself.

He rushed out when he got sick, instead of finding a place to avoid people to survive, just to let them see it.

"I was in the yard just now and didn't notice anything. Why did you happen to be outside the kitchen?" Xin Zhu asked Zhao Yi curiously.

Zhao Yi stood there like a lump of iron, and it took him a while to utter two words: "Feeling."

At that time, he was processing the documents sent by Yun Chuchu in the wing room, and suddenly he felt something was wrong, as if something attracted him to the kitchen, and happened to bump into Yun Peixuan.

Xin Zhu stroked his sleeves, he didn't think it was a coincidence.

There is a connection between Zhao Yi and Longzhu. They are basically sure that the Dianzhu is in the Mingxin Temple but they have not found it. Now that Yun Peixuan's attack has led Zhao Yi to it...

"You just came out of the kitchen, where do you want to go?" Xin Zhu asked Yun Peixuan.

Yun Peixuan came out to look for him or Zhao Yi, Xin Zhu was in the backyard just now, and turned left when he exited the kitchen.Zhao Yi is in the wing room, turn right out of the kitchen.

Yun Peixuan was dumbfounded by the question, he was completely unconscious at the time, he couldn't tell the difference between front, back, left, and right, and he acted entirely on instinct, how could he think of these things?

Xin Zhu looked at Zhao Yi again. The latter thought about something for a while before answering: "It's the direction of the wing, otherwise I wouldn't have collided with me head-on."

However, there are many guests in the backyard where Xin Zhu lives, and it may be that Yun Peixuan subconsciously went to the wing room because he didn't want to scare the guests, so it can only be used as a reference.

After waking up, Yun Peixuan rested for less than 10 minutes, and then he started to work like a normal person, and his face returned to ruddy. He couldn't see the weakness just now, and the guests outside didn't know anything.

When Luo Zizhou came back next night, Xin Zhu was still thinking about it. He told Luo Zizhou about his guess, and Luo Zizhou also felt that there was such a possibility.

The next day was Double Ninth Festival, and sure enough, as Yun Peixuan said, the customers who came to pick up the goods early in the morning almost stepped on the threshold.

Most of these guests lived nearby and were familiar with Yun Peixuan, so Xin Zhu took the opportunity to get to know Yun Peixuan in the eyes of others.

Children from other people's families have been well-behaved and motivated since they were young, with good tempers and good temperaments, and they are very painful to recruit.It's a pity that I was delayed by the elders. Not only did I become a Taoist priest, but I also had to learn Chinese medicine.

Seeing that Xin Zhu is also wearing Taoist robes, those people can't say how bad it is to be a Taoist priest, so they just follow the traditional Chinese medicine.

"There are still a few people who see Chinese medicine now. Western medicine is quick and effective, and that's all there is to see. Learning Chinese medicine has no future!"

"Isn't it? Modern medicine is so advanced, why do you have to live with old antiques?"

"Xiaoyun is just too filial. He only wants to inherit the family's mantle. Now it's no better than in the past..."

"Fortunately, this kid is not stubborn and knows how to be flexible, unlike his grandfather..."

"Now that Mingxin Temple is gaining popularity, we old neighbors are also gratified. We all watched him grow up. Before his grandfather went, our sisters and children are all ready to initiate community donations."

"I don't know if Taoist priests can get married, and Xiaoyun is not too young..."

The topics of the neighbors gradually diverged, and Xin Zhu quietly left the crowd.

Many changes have happened to Yun Peixuan, but in the eyes of the neighbors, he himself has not changed much.

After undergoing tremendous changes without changing his original intentions, Yun Peixuan is either a person with a firm heart, or...

The weekend came in a blink of an eye, Luo Zizhou's seminar ended as scheduled, and the students returned to the imperial capital on their own, and no one asked why Professor Luo stayed.

Xie Dafeng, who is known as the God of Rain in the world, will hold a national tour concert in Shanghai this weekend. Yun Chuchu got a few tickets, and the three of Xin Zhu invited Yun Peixuan to go together.

Yun Peixuan originally wanted to decline on the grounds that the Taoist temple was busy with affairs, but under Xin Zhu's all-out persuasion, he went anyway.Young people, who doesn't like to follow the fashion and join in the fun?

What Yun Chuchu gave them were infield tickets with excellent locations, and the VIP passage was convenient and fast.

The lights in the arena are gathered on the stage, and the auditorium is completely dark except for the light boards. Most people can't even see the faces of their neighbors clearly.

Xin Zhu and the others were surrounded by excited fans, seeing that they had nothing in their hands, and some fans stuffed them with support banners and light sticks.

"Everyone is a family, you are welcome, we still have a lot."

"It doesn't matter if it's money or not, brother's face must be there!"

"By the way, have you brought your raincoat?"

"A sister over there forgot to bring it!"

"I have a lot of disposable raincoats here, pass them on quickly!"

……

The bumpkins who had never been to a concert before looked at each other. After a while, Yun Peixuan touched his nose: "Have you brought your raincoats?"

Xin Zhu: ...

Xin Zhu: "What is a raincoat? I have an umbrella in my bag."

"No umbrellas!" A head came out from between Xin Zhu and Yun Peixuan, "Umbrellas will block the view of the fans behind. Come, here is a raincoat."

Yun Peixuan, who has been "tested in the field" in terms of interpersonal relationships, took the raincoat she handed over a little embarrassedly, and thanked her in a low voice.

The fan patted him on the shoulder carelessly: "Hey, you're welcome, just support brother!"

It is difficult for those who do not follow stars to understand the fanaticism and passion of fans, let alone their mentality that they almost want to recognize relatives on the spot when they see their fellow fans.

Among a group of die-hard fans, the four people sitting calmly lined up are out of place, as if they are in two worlds.

The concert started, and the moment Xie Dafeng appeared on the stage, the screams of the audience were deafening, and the ground under their feet was shaking.

Fortunately, the venue was open-air, otherwise the roof would have been toppled by their cheers.

Xie Dafeng was still doing the opening, and the fans were shouting and screaming while putting on the raincoats. The fans near Xin Zhu and others saw that they were not moving, and passed on several sets of disposable raincoats.

Although the weather forecast says it won't rain tonight, Xie Dafeng is well-known as the god of rain in the world, so be prepared.If you stop to put on your raincoat when the audience is in high spirits, you will miss the excitement.

Yun Peixuan put on his raincoat and looked up at the sky: "Will it really rain?"

All other sounds on stage were drowned out by the stage microphones and the screams and cheers of the fans. Unless you have very good hearing, you have to shout to talk to the people around you.

Yun Peixuan unconsciously raised his voice after being affected by the scene, but was still lost in the noise, only Xin Zhu looked at him with a half-smile.

Luo Zizhou, who was sitting on the other side of Xin Zhu, bent over and got up to change places with him. Xin Zhu raised his eyebrows puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Luo Zizhou held his hand under the chair: "My position is closer to the middle, so I can see more clearly."

Xin Zhu: ...

Which of the four seats in the center of the first row of the VIP area makes a big difference which one to sit in?

On the stage, Xie Dafeng finished his opening remarks, the prelude to the first song sounded, and Xin Zhu raised his head as if feeling something.

At some point, the sky with a bright moon and few stars was covered with dark clouds. At the same time Xie Dafeng opened his mouth, a drop of rain fell on the tip of his nose, which was slightly cool.

The rain at the concert was undoubtedly a disappointment, but the atmosphere at Xie Dafeng's concert became more and more enthusiastic.

The author has something to say:

I know that some people will definitely think of the rain god [cover face], I want to change the character design, but the wind, fire, thunder, lightning and rain seem to be milder than the rain.

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