After marrying into a wealthy family, my little Taoism became popular

"Weiye? Is it okay?"

Si Hongye was furious and roared, "What great cause!"

"You don't even remember your father's name!"

Si Huai was stunned for a moment, was he wrong?

He clearly remembered that it was called Weiye.

Si Huai pondered for a while, then tentatively called out: "Jianye? Achievement?"

Every time he said a name, Si Hongye's anger rose a little bit, and he was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.

Not right?

Si Huai wondered: "You don't know how to call homework, do you?"

What the hell name?

"Si Huai!"

Si Hongye was furious: "Your father is called Si Hongye!"

He paused every word, and said through gritted teeth, "Si, Hong, Ye!"

Si Hongye was so angry that he even forgot why he was angry just now, and said hoarsely: "Are you mad at me to death before you can feel at ease!"

Si Huai glanced at his face, his lifespan was related to his own karmic luck, it was not a fixed value, it was always changing.

The ancestors of the Si family accumulated virtues, Si Hongye's own luck is not bad, and his life span is not too short.

Seeing that Si Huai didn't speak, Si Hongye said angrily: "Are you acquiescing?!"

Si Huai shook his head: "I was just thinking that if I have to piss you off, I can feel at ease."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to rest assured for the rest of my life."

"You, you you bastard!"

Si Hongye was so angry that his hands were trembling slightly. From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Fei Xiuxiu with his eyes closed, offering incense devoutly, not caring about his life or death.

Si Hongye felt sad, turned around and ran back to Si's house.

After burning three sticks of incense, Fei Xiuxiu slowly opened her eyes, but she didn't see Si Hongye's figure, she wondered, "What did your dad say just now?"

"do not know."

Si Huai shook his head: "I said he could live a long time, but I got even more angry."

"Does he want to die early?"

I usually don't see it.

Fei Xiuxiu frowned, and muttered: "Recently, I often see him looking in the mirror and secretly using my face cream."

Si Huai was thoughtful: "Are you afraid that you will be too ugly when you die of old age?"

Fei Xiuxiu: "It's possible. I used to worry that if I lived to be 80 or 50 years old, I wouldn't be pretty when I became an old woman. At that time, I thought it would be enough to live to [-] to [-] years old."

Si Huai thought for a moment, then said to her: "Xiu Xiu, tell him when you go back."

Fei Xiuxiu pricked up her ears and listened carefully.

"It's just as ugly for Lao Si to die now."

"..."

Fei Xiuxiu was silent for a long time, then said slowly: "I'd better get him some beauty charms."

"Whatever," Si Huai reminded, "Remember to ask him to pay."

"As the saying goes, father and son should settle accounts clearly."

Fei Xiuxiu was suddenly a little glad that she was not a relative.

She smoked a few more sticks of incense, feeling that something was wrong.

Turning his head to see, Si Huai was sitting on a rock, lazily blowing the wind and playing with his mobile phone.

It's even more wrong.

Fei Xiuxiu squeezed the incense, and said to Si Huai, "Xiao Si, why do I feel that something is weird?"

Si Huai put away the phone and said calmly, "Did you forget to put on your own incense first?"

"Didn't you just say that you wanted to offer incense to the Patriarch?"

Fei Xiuxiu remembered slowly, as if there was such a thing.

Si Huai kindly helped her light the incense: "Then pray for yourself first, and then for the believers."

Fei Xiuxiu nodded in a daze, and continued to burn incense.

Worried that playing around would irritate Fei Xiuxiu, Si Huai turned around and entered the room, and said to Fei Xiuxiu before leaving:

"Xiuxiu, remember to practice drawing talismans after burning incense, Daotianguan's business, no, the future depends on you."

…………

Fei Xiuxiu and her little sisters used to step on high heels to go shopping in the mall every three days. Their stamina and physical strength were better than many men.

Si Huai was happily lying on the sofa and scrolling through Weibo. The Weibo of Chicken Essence had more than 1 reposts, and someone posted a photo of Baiyun Guanbaihe in the comments, which formed a stark contrast with Chicken Essence.

[I heard that the white cranes in Baiyun Temple are wild. 】

[The old chicken essence of Daotianguan is domesticated. 】

[Comparing this way, Baiyun Temple is better. 】

[Baiyun Temple is the largest temple in Shangyang, and it is famous all over the country. 】

[No, am I the only one who thinks that the chickens in Daotianguan look more energetic? 】

[No, no, isn't it just a native chicken? 】

[xswl, do you think you are trendy when you keep native chickens as pets? 】

…………

The Chicken Essence is now a member of Daotianguan. Seeing those comments saying that the Chicken Essence is native chicken, Si Huai frowned, and cut the trumpet to reply: [Native chicken?So you're a native? 】

After a few more swear words, Si Huaila made a black report and filed a lawsuit with the patriarch.

Just as he was about to put away his phone, Taoist Fang's WeChat call came.

"Si Guanzhu, the time of the ancient tomb shady dojo has been fixed. You should not have to go to class during the three-day holiday next Friday and Monday, right?"

Si Huai: "No."

"That's good. The Daoist Association has already booked the hotel. You just need to arrive one night in advance. I'll send you the address."

Si Huai hummed, and Daoist Fang reminded: "By the way, don't forget to bring your Taoist robe."

Daoist Fang and Si Huai have been in contact several times, and they understand that Daotian Temple is informal and don't usually need to wear Taoist robes. Worried that Si Huai would forget, he specially reminded him.

Hearing the word Taoist robe, Si Huai remembered that he didn't have a proper Taoist robe at all.

The senior brother prepared one for him when he was a child, but the wide sleeves and long swings were too obstructive for the active Si Huai, and it was very hot.

Little Si Huai has always been reluctant to wear it. Over time, the senior brother never mentioned the matter of wearing a Taoist robe, and Si Huai never had a Taoist robe.

It’s okay not to wear Taoist robes normally, but for serious Buddhist affairs, there are so many colleagues, not having a decent Taoist robe is so embarrassing to the patriarch!

Si Huai pondered for a while, then ran to find Lu Xiuzhi.

"Lu Xiuzhi, where did you order your cassock?"

Lu Xiuzhi:? ? ?

"I want to order a few Taoist robes," Si Huai said with great momentum, "Money is not a problem."

Lu Xiuzhi pursed his lips: "I didn't order cassocks."

"Is your cassock uniformly issued by the temple?"

Si Huai was stunned for a moment, and said with emotion: "That's great."

Lu Xiuzhi: "...I will invite a tailor."

When the tailor arrived the next morning, Si Huai was still sleeping and was awakened by Lu Xiuzhi's knock on the door.

Hearing that he needed to measure the size, Si Huai was too lazy to put on his clothes, rubbed his eyes, put on a pair of underwear, sleepy and opened the door.

Seeing that there was only Lu Xiu outside the door, he asked blankly, "Where's the tailor?"

"downstairs."

Si Huai let out an oh, and turned to go downstairs.

Lu Xiuzhi grabbed his wrist, and his fingertips trembled from the scorching heat of his palm.

Si Huai: "What's wrong?"

As the sun shone in, Si Huai's black hair shone with a hazy halo, and every inch of his body's skin texture was extremely clear.

Lu Xiuzhi's throat moved slightly, he looked away, and said in a hoarse voice, "Aren't you wearing clothes?"

Si Huai scratched his hair: "Isn't it necessary to measure the size?"

Lu Xiuzhi's temples twitched, his thin lips were pursed into a straight line: "You can wear clothes."

Si Huai blinked: "Is it okay if you don't wear it?"

He also wanted to sleep back in the cage later.

The corners of Lu Xiuzhi's mouth were tense: "I have something to do."

"What is it?"

Seeing Lu Xiuzhi's appearance as if he was facing a formidable enemy, Si Huai was taken aback and asked, "Is the tailor a girl?"

The tailor was a middle-aged man, if he lied, he would be found out as soon as he went downstairs.

Lu Xiuzhi was silent for a moment, then said, "Male, 40 years old."

"I like boys."

Si Huai was not fully awake yet, so he blurted out: "Then give birth to one."

Lu Xiuzhi: "..."

"He's gay."

"Oh."

Si Huai came to his senses and went into the room to get dressed.

Putting on a T-shirt and shorts casually, Si Huai followed Lu Xiu downstairs.

The tailor is an elegant middle-aged man, wearing a Tang suit, very elegant.

"Mr. Si, Mr. Lu."

Si Huai hummed, walked up to him, and began to measure the size.

Taoist robes are divided into six types: big coat, deluo, precepts, dharma garments, flowered garments, and robes, which are worn at different times such as daily life, religious activities, preaching precepts, and dojos.

Si Huai usually didn't like to wear Taoist robes, so he only made vestments and flowered clothes for the dojo.

The cassock is also known as the "celestial fairy cave garment", and there are Taoist auspicious patterns embroidered with gold and silver threads everywhere. After measuring the size, the tailor asked about the pattern.

Si Huai didn't have any requirements for the pattern, so after thinking for a while, he said to the tailor, "Let's embroider a chicken."

The tailor was stunned. No matter how many years he had been in the industry, he had never heard of such a request.

Si Huai pointed to the chicken essence outside the floor-to-ceiling window: "That's it, it's a part of our Taoist temple."

"It's fine to embroider a little more handsomely."

The tailor stared at the chicken essence for a long time, then nodded slowly: "Okay, I will try my best."

Si Huai continued: "By the way, make a chicken robe for it as well."

"By the way, let's make two more children's ones, about seven or eight years old, as tall as me..."

After arranging the clothes of Xiao Qing and Ji Jing, Si Huai looked up and met Lu Xiuzhi's light brown eyes.

He thought for a while, waved his hand, and said to the tailor, "Make a cassock for Mr. Lu."

"No, two pieces!"

"..."

After finishing speaking, Si Huai hinted euphemistically: "Mr. Lu, you can watch me do the dojo in cassock when the time comes."

"..."

Lu Xiuzhi was silent for a moment: "I will go, the cassock is unnecessary."

What a good object in the new era of thrifty housekeeping!

Si Huai immediately turned to the tailor and said, "Then don't need the cassock."

…………

The Taoist gown was delivered to Lu's house the day before Labor Day, and Si Huai was packing his luggage. After making a quick comparison, he stuffed the robe into the suitcase, and went to the backyard to burn Xiaoqing's Taoist robe to him.

Xiaoqing clutched the corner of her clothes, somehow feeling that the clothes looked familiar.

After staring at it for a while, he raised his head and smiled, "Thank you, Si Huai."

Si Huai: "Let's go, go and show the patriarch your new clothes."

Walking to the front yard, Si Huai put on a Taoist robe on the chicken essence, and asked Fei Xiuxiu to take care of it for a few days.

Hearing that Si Huai and Lu Xiuzhi were going to Yuzhen together for a few days, Xiaoqing asked softly, "Can I go together?"

The shady dojo in the ancient tomb will last three days and three nights, and several outstanding disciples from the famous Taoist temples in Shangyang will go. Si Huai originally didn't plan to take Xiaoqing there, but seeing his big watery eyes, he still couldn't bear it. Can't help but agree.

"Then you have to be good, and don't get close to other Taoist priests."

Xiaoqing nodded ignorantly.

Si Huai leaned over and said threateningly: "Master Xiaoqing is so powerful, those Taoist priests will definitely want to arrest you and take you to the Taoist temple when they see it, and forcefully accept you as a disciple."

Xiaoqing took a deep breath and said quickly, "I will be obedient."

Although the May Day holiday has not yet officially arrived, the road is very congested. It took less than an hour to drive, and it took a full five hours to arrive at the Holiday Inn booked by the Taoist Association until the evening.

Si Huai and Lu Xiuzhi were the last to arrive. The front desk checked the list and said sorry: "The other priests live on the fifth floor, but the rooms on the fifth floor are all checked in. Do you want to separate or go to the sixth floor together?" vacancies?"

Si Huai immediately said, "The sixth floor."

Of course, he and Lu Xiuzhi had to share a room. In addition, it was better to stay away from other Taoist priests, after all, Xiaoqing was there.

Si Huai asked, "Is there a triple room? Or a parent-child room?"

The front desk didn't ask much, and opened a parent-child room for them.

Entering the room, Si Huai had just put down his luggage when there was a knock on the door.

"Room service, food delivery."

Si Huai was a little surprised, he didn't expect the Taoist Association to be so considerate, and even ordered a meal.

"Come in."

A man wearing a waiter uniform came in with a cart and put three dishes and one soup on the table.

Si Huai glanced, and saw a faint layer of black air floating on the dishes.

Xiaoqing sniffed and was greedy: "It smells so good."

Seeing that Si Huai and Lu Xiuzhi didn't eat, the waiter hurriedly said, "This is freshly made by the back kitchen, eat it while it's hot."

“It was delicious.”

Hearing this, Si Huai turned to look at the waiter: "Have you eaten?"

The waiter shook his head: "No, this is for guests."

Si Huai: "Then how do you know if it's delicious?"

The smile on the waiter's face froze: "The chefs in our hotel are very skilled."

Si Huai snorted, and handed him the tableware: "Then I'll give you a chance to taste it."

"No, the hotel has regulations."

Seeing Si Huai staring straight at him, the waiter swallowed and subconsciously took a step back.

Seeing this, Si Huai became more and more convinced that there was something wrong with the waiter.

He put away his phone and stood up slowly.

The waiter turned and ran away.

Si Huai rushed over, stretched out his arms, grabbed his collar, and asked coldly, "What did you put in the meal?"

"It's just an ordinary dish."

Taking advantage of Si Huai's unpreparedness, the waiter pushed him against the wall, opened the door and ran wildly.

Si Huai chased him out and kicked the opponent's shoulder and neck with a flying kick.

The waiter lost his balance and fell to the ground. Looking at Si Huai's approaching fist, he stammered, "First, sir, be peaceful."

"Okay."

Si Huai sneered, and raised his fist to hit him in the face:

"Let's settle it peacefully with our fists."