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Anping confirmed the address in his hand again, and really suspected that he had made a mistake.

"Uncle, I want to ask you something." He stood there hesitating for a while, and had to find someone to ask: "Do you know where No. 3, Chengxi Street is?"

"No. 3? Isn't it just behind you!" The uncle pointed to the building across the street.

Anping was dumbfounded, and blurted out: "But that's the Temple of the City God!"

"It's the City God, City God's Temple on Chengxi Street!" The uncle gave him a strange look, saw that he was wearing a school uniform, and was stunned: "You guys are from the first high school? You haven't finished class yet, have you?"

"No, the school is on holiday for these two days." Anping quickly explained: "The teacher asked me to deliver homework for my classmate. He has been ill recently and has not come to class." It's a test paper.

Anping is the school committee member, so it is reasonable to help a classmate with an assignment. I asked for the address online, made an appointment with someone, and delivered it quickly when the time came. But I was dumbfounded when I looked at the gate—who lives in the Chenghuang Temple these days?

It is now 06:30 in the afternoon, and it is true that school is still not over at this time, no wonder the uncle is looking at him, I probably see a lot of people who skip class and go online, but I have never seen one who skips class to make money.

The uncle saw the test paper in the bag clearly, "No wonder, I still regard your bag as a tribute."

"Where is it?" Anping laughed dryly, taking the [-]B version as a tribute, even if it was a god, he would have to vomit blood.

"No. 3 Chengxi Street, that's right, it's here." The uncle pointed to the gate of the Town God's Temple, "Hurry up, it will be closed in a while." He said a little strangely, "Your classmate lives here? Your classmate Recite the scriptures?"

I don't know if I can't live, and I don't know if I'm going to read the scriptures or not... Seeing the topic getting more and more complicated, Anping said haha ​​and rounded it up: "Thank you, uncle, I'll go first!" Said and hurried across the road.

Anping looked at the door in front of him, thought about it, and was still going to go in.

Forget it, you have an appointment first, so you can't keep your promises, so go ahead and have a look.

In the next second, a head popped up from the doorman: "Visit and buy tickets, 51 tickets."

Anping: "..."

No, the ticket to Lingyin Temple is only thirty, brother?Anping looked in disbelief at the dilapidated gate in front of him. The red paint had faded to scum, and there were a bunch of small advertisements in the center of which were "clear the sewer", "low|price|open|lock" and "remedy for hemorrhoids". Do you still need to buy tickets for an assignment?

"Can't you get in? If you don't get in, the door will be closed today." The gatekeeper wore a red cuff, and his mouth was crackling: "The ticket is 50 yuan. If you can't buy it, you will lose money and you won't be fooled. This temple has been around for hundreds of years. You can pick a piece of it inside." Brick walks are worth the fare..."

Anping really didn't want to hear a doorman talking about a new way to make a fortune, so he had to hold his nose and ask for money, "Brother, what's your surname?"

"Hey, let's eat together, scan the QR code or cash?" The doorman tore off a ticket and patted the work badge on his body, "Your surname is Huang, scalper."

Well, Anping is holding the high-priced tickets in his hand, isn't he just a scalper?

Anping entered the door in a daze. Although the Town God's Temple has a long history, there are no historical sites or legends. It is almost an old dilapidated house, and it is more lively during the temple fairs.The whole yard is quiet, and there is a big ginkgo tree planted in the middle.

There was no one around, and Anping immediately felt like he was being tricked, but the whole thing looked quite weird, and it would be weird if he wasn't being tricked.

He tried to shout twice: "Mu, classmate Mu?"

Sure enough not.

Anping heaved a sigh of relief, and finally let go of his heart that had been hanging over him. To be honest, he really didn't want to send this homework today.

In other words, dare not send.

He is a school committee member with an easy-going personality. He is used to helping out in class. It is nothing to send homework. The key lies in the person who asked for sick leave.

Mu Gesheng, a high school bully.

About this person, Anping also heard mostly hearsay: He stayed in the grade for three years, he was gifted in appearance and skill, his grades were extremely poor, and he was best at fighting and taking sick leave.

An Ping had heard of Mu Gesheng when he first entered school, and he was originally a man who could not hit the same score. Unfortunately, this master was so repeated that he was so shocked that he was assigned to the same class as him.During the first three months of school, Anping hardly saw Mu Gesheng. He seldom came to class, and he was almost always on sick leave like a traveling frog.

City No. [-] High School is a provincial key point, with extremely strict school rules, and the class teacher's approval of leave notes is even more stingy than issuing IOUs. It is also the first time in Anping that someone can ask for leave for three consecutive months.During this period, he only saw Mu Gesheng twice. Once, he sat in the last row and fell asleep. When he woke up in the afternoon, he was buried in the pile of papers, and the movement was like an avalanche.

Another time, at the school gate, Anping ran into Mu Gesheng fighting in groups.

It was raining heavily that day, and Anping asked the teacher for questions. He left very late and saw Mu Gesheng standing near the school gate from a distance, with his school uniform tied around his waist and a group of people lying on his feet.

He was far away, and Mu Gesheng didn't seem to notice him. He saw him picking up a few schoolbags from the ground, opening them, looking at them, and throwing them away.Anping thought he was looking for something, but finally found that he took an umbrella and took out a can of Coke.

Anping is an honest reader, and usually chooses to walk away when he hears words such as school bully, but that day he stood in the rain for a while, thinking that fighting in groups is really more handsome than having a deep sadomasochistic relationship with conic.

...provided you ignore the giant HelloKitty on the man's umbrella.

Anping has only met Mu Gesheng twice, and he really doesn't know what kind of person this legendary school bully is. I squatted at the gate of the Town God's Temple for a long time without making a phone call to ask, and finally bought a 50 yuan ticket for being taken advantage of.

It's heartless.

Sending homework to the school bully, or homework without reference to the answer, is probably more nonsense than giving the five-three B version to the city god.

Thinking about it, Mu Gesheng didn't bother to talk to him, but he teased him on the spur of the moment, and the two didn't see each other. This was probably the best result Anping could think of.

Seeing that the sun was about to set, there was really nothing to see in the Town God's Temple, so I just came here for a walk, Anping thought.Just as he was carrying the bag and was about to leave, he heard the door of the side corridor open with a "squeak" and a sleepy voice came out——

"Anping?"

Anping was startled, turned to look at the person behind him, but didn't dare to answer.

The other party seemed to have just woken up, with a pair of flip-flops on his feet, an enamel jar in his hand, and a cervical pillow stuck around his neck. He noticed Anping's gaze, and nodded with a yawn.

Four rumors about Muge's birth in the city's No. [-] high school: looks, skills, sick leave, repeated grades.Among them, the appearance ranked first. This person was retained for three years, and by the way, he was also elected as the school grass of the Six Realms.Since Anping's solo motherhood, I don't know much about the eyes of girls. I saw this sleepy-eyed man dressed as an old cadre with messy hair like a chicken coop, but his face alone is really good-looking.

"I'm sorry, I slept too deeply, I didn't hear the sound..." Mu Gesheng said a few words, but Anping didn't respond, "Student committee?"

"Ah? Ah, I'm listening!" Anping came back to his senses, a little surprised, "You know I'm the school committee?"

"Classmate, what's so strange." Mu Gesheng said: "I also saw you cooking Mala Tang in class."

Anping blushed, he lost a bet with his deskmate, and helped the grandson steal food in the self-study class, but he couldn't die. This person got a self-heating hot pot from somewhere, and the classroom was full of fragrance. In the end, both of them were kicked out by the teacher in charge.

"Don't stop, stop it." He quickly changed the subject and handed over the bag in his hand, "This is what the teacher asked me to bring to you. There are a lot of homework during the two-day holiday."

"Thank you." Mu Gesheng glanced at it, "Hey, two days of homework is more than my one month's leave."

Anping originally wanted to say that there are more in your table... thinking about it, he swallowed it back, and then saw Mu Gesheng walking into the incense hall, shaking his hand, throwing all the papers into the merit box.

Anping was dumbfounded, what is this person doing?

"Donate merit." Mu Gesheng seemed to have seen through Anping's question, and said in a cadence, "This is a stylish town god, and the incense and money are also filled with the fragrance of knowledge."

Anping was powerless to complain about the recitation-like tone, "No, classmate Mu, this is homework..." He stopped in the middle of the sentence, forget it, and talk about homework with the school bully, he might as well teach math to Thanos.

"I'm here, do you want to offer incense sticks?" Mu Gesheng is different from his usual indifference, loose and casual, and doesn't seem difficult to get along with, "It's a century-old temple anyway. money."

Anping choked: "I paid the ticket, 50 yuan."

Mu Gesheng blinked, "Student tickets are half price."

Anping: "..."

"You've probably been tricked by scalpers." Seeing his expression, Mu Gesheng laughed and said, "Well, I'll give you a stick of incense for free, and the city god is in charge of the world, and you can ask for anything, and you won't suffer."

Mu Gesheng brought incense, and there was a clay statue of the City God on the main hall, with a face neither happy nor sad, and the paint was all over the place.Anping murmured in his heart, thinking about making a fool of himself in his studies, but he heard a "crack" in his ear, and Mu Gesheng took out a few coins from nowhere, and was tossing them in his hand.

"Sincerity leads to spirit." Fang said with certainty, "I just cast so many papers, the City God must have heard it."

There are a lot of flaws in one sentence, Anping closed his eyes speechlessly, but still thought about it, and made a wish earnestly.

But before he opened his eyes, he heard Mu Gesheng say: "Student committee, whose safety are you asking for?"

Anping was taken aback, "How do you know what I'm asking for?"

"I figured it out." Mu Gesheng pointed to a few coins on the table, "You wanted to study at first, but why did you want to ask for safety?"

"Calculated?" Anping's mind was racing, how to calculate?Trigonometry formulas?

"Don't panic, I don't eat children." Mu Gesheng pointed to the three incense sticks in the incense burner, "The middle one is broken at the waist, it's a big disaster. You look very auspicious, and you shouldn't burn such incense, you begged Whose peace is it?"

"Why don't you do the math yourself?"

"I'm not a god." Mu Gesheng waved his hand: "If you don't want to say it, forget it, but I suggest you go to someone to have a look. There are a lot of broken problems in this temple. The good test may not be accurate, and the omen is sure to be good."

It was the first time Anping encountered such a thing, and his first reaction was disbelief, so he responded casually: "Who are you looking for? A fortune teller? The city has recently been cleaned up, and the fortune teller has long since disappeared. Do you have any recommendations?"

"Yes." Mu Gesheng pointed to himself, "Me."

Anping: "..."

Really, if it wasn't for the fact that Mu Gesheng's words were so accurate just now, he must have thought that the school bully was so smart that he put on a human face and didn't say a word.

"I don't ask extra questions, and I'm not asking you to borrow me to copy homework." Mu Gesheng handed him the coins in his hand, which were seven fifty cents, "Well, try tossing it a few times."

Anping looked at the three yuan in his hand, "What do you mean?"

"The wish you made just now is very fierce, and it will be a little unclean on your body. Toss a coin now, you must be very unlucky." Mu Gesheng motioned him to toss, "Flip it, it will definitely be tails every time."

Anping dubiously tried, without exception.

He didn't believe in evil, so he tossed it several times, seven tails, every time.

"Is there something wrong with your coin?"

"Fake one pays ten." Mu Gesheng drank tea from an enamel mug, "Turn left when you go out, and you use it to buy spicy sticks at the store, and the boss will definitely not say that you used fake|counterfeit coins."

No one will pay attention to whether the fifty cents is a fake|coin, right? !

The two chatted for a few rounds, Mu Gesheng was unexpectedly good at words, and with a smile, he made Anping's words into a lawsuit, and finally he broke the can and said, "Okay, classmate Mu, help me find out, what's going on here? "

"Okay, boss, thank you for your patronage." Mu Gesheng took out a piece of paper from his pocket, "You have to tie the bell to untie the bell, and if you ask for a wish from the city god, you have to pay it back at the city god, and you have to make an offering first when you worship the temple. This is the list of tributes, please keep it."

Anping took the list and looked at it, with a disheveled expression on his face, "I didn't say that, why is the tribute Laotan sauerkraut beef noodles?"

"Our City God is more down-to-earth here, so I love this."

"...What about the Jianweixiaoshi tablets?"

"Didn't you see this treasure?" Mu Gesheng pointed to the yellow and thin statue of the City God in the main hall, with reasonable grounds: "Our figure is relatively slender, so I'm afraid of eating too much and indigestion."