Food for the people

Only then did Qiao Ling finish the sentence, but Qiao Yu squatted down covering his nose in pain.

The person on the opposite side also hissed and covered his chest.

Qiao Ling panicked, and quickly squatted down to see how Qiao Yu was doing.

"Where did you hit? Look up and let me see."

Qiao Ling opened his mouth, and found that others preempted what he wanted to say.

The man on the opposite side didn't cover his chest any more, he was half bent and was about to reach out his hand to grab Qiao Yu's chin. There was a faint smell of alcohol all over his body, but just from the tone of his voice, he didn't look like he was drunk.

Before Qiao Ling could do anything, Qiao Yu swung the man's hand away first, getting angry.

"Are you walking without looking at the road? Why are you running in the dark?"

The bridge of Qiao Yu's nose was sore that tears were about to fall down, but he didn't have a nosebleed after touching it, but even this was enough to make him feel angry.

The man was violently attacked by him, but he stopped talking, as if he was stunned by the yelling, he maintained the posture of bending over and stretching out his hand, and took a long time to withdraw his hand, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect such a thing. It's late, there are still people in the alley, sorry."

Although he said he was sorry, the apology in his tone was only two points at most.

Qiao Yu had a sore nose, and Qiao Ling stood on the sidelines again, too cold to bother with him, and thought he was unlucky, he gave Qiao Ling a hand and prepared to leave.

As soon as he took a step, the man spoke again.

"Are you going to watch the fireworks at Guanyu Building on East Street?"

Still smiling, what a joke.

Qiao Yu's nose hurts, but the man looked like nothing happened, which made him feel annoyed.

"What's the matter with you?"

The man was suddenly choked again, and said helplessly, "Actually, I'm going to watch it for a while, why don't we go together?"

Qiao Ling was silent for a long time, and finally found a chance to speak.

"Didn't you come from there?"

The man was silent for a while, and then he said again, "It's too early, the playback hasn't started yet."

But Qiao Yu didn't bother to pay attention to him, he ran around in the alley in a black light, bumped into someone, said sorry casually and went to watch the fireworks with him, his nose still hurts, who wants to go with you.

He ignored him and dragged Qiao Ling away.

The man stood behind without embarrassment, and didn't stop him.

After Qiao Yu and the others had all gone a long way from the alley, another person came running out of breath from the other end, looked at the people in the alley from a long distance and shouted: "Master, you are running too fast, The little ones, the little ones are almost exhausted."

When he got closer, he asked happily, "Master, are you waiting for me?"

The man glanced at the other side of the alley, then looked back at his young boy and said, "It's a good idea."

The boy grinned, "It's okay, just treat it as if you were waiting for me."

The man didn't joke with him, but asked, "Has Hanako started to release?"

The boy was puzzled and said: "No, didn't you just come out from there and say that it's boring every year? Going to see it again?"

The man smiled: "What? I can't watch it?"

The boy was taken aback, and quickly smiled and said: "How can it be, the empress reserves a seat for you every year, so let's go back again?"

The man thought for a while and said, "Forget it, it's really not very interesting. I met an interesting one and ran away."

The boy was in a fog, not knowing what his master was talking about.

When the man left, he had no choice but to walk along with him.

Qiao Yu still felt a burning pain in his nose after walking a long way. It didn't feel like hitting someone's chest, but rather hitting a wall.

He was blind and confused, and he didn't see what that person looked like, but he remembered that he was quite tall.

Qiao Yu gathered the collar of his shirt, took two long breaths of air-conditioning, and regretted why he didn't take a closer look at the man's appearance.

Qiao Ling looked up at him again, and asked, "Is it really not hurting anymore?"

Qiao Yu's nose was sore that she didn't want to speak, so she hummed perfunctorily.

Qiao Ling was anxious: "Why don't we go back, don't look at it, go back and see if there is any injury?"

Qiao Yu took a hissing breath: "Look, I only want to beat you now when I go back. I've walked so far with the old north wind, and it's nothing."

Qiao Ling looked up at him and asked, "Then your nose doesn't hurt anymore."

Qiao was depressed, "Don't mention it, it won't hurt if I forget."

Qiao Ling shut his mouth and stopped asking.

After arriving at the place, Qiao Yu realized that the good place to watch the fireworks that Qiao Ling said was a small temple next to the Guanyu Tower.

This Guanyu Tower is the tallest tower in the entire Hanyang City. It is the only building in the imperial palace that can be seen through the city wall. A festival of singing and dancing.

The new year is the most important day besides offering sacrifices to heaven and ancestors.

Outside the Guanyu Building, there are people with their heads up and waiting to watch the fireworks. They are crowded together in twos and threes, and the East Street is tightly packed. That is to say, on this day, if it is changed to normal, I am afraid that it will attract people from the imperial forest. Wei Lai bang.

Qiao Yu felt a little regretful when he saw the battle, but Qiao Ling pulled him straight around the crowd and knocked on the door of the small temple.

The current emperor of the Yang Kingdom believes in Buddhism, probably due to his age. He often invites monks to talk to him about Buddhism, and often says that he has a lot of connections with Buddhism. For such a pro-Buddhist emperor, the temple must be loved by the people here.

Of course, the temple that can be appreciated by the emperor must not be such a little-known small temple, but the Huguo Temple far away on Qionglong Mountain, but this does not prevent this small temple near Guanyu Tower from being prosperous.

Although the temple is small, it has all the internal organs. There are many people who come here to burn incense and worship Buddha and listen to the presiding lectures.

Qiao Ling knocked a few times, and a young monk came to open the door. He was not surprised to see Qiao Ling and Qiao Yu, and said with a smile, "I thought the two benefactors would not come this year."

Qiao Ling pulled him into the temple, and said as he walked, "Come on, when my father is around, I come every year. When he's gone, we come too."

"The host is waiting in the Buddhist hall at the back, the two benefactors can go there directly."

Qiao Ling glanced at Qiao Yu and shook his head.

"We're just here to see Hanako, so we won't go to the host's place."

The little monk also looked at Qiao Yu and said, "The host said he wanted to see you, so you must go and see him."

Qiao Ling asked questions in his head, then looked at Qiao Yu: "Going?"

Qiao Yu smiled at the little monk: "Go, why don't you go, please let the little master lead the way."

When the little monk turned around and left, Qiao Yu asked Qiao Ling, "Isn't the host an old friend of your father's? You've been here since you came, why don't you want to meet?"

Qiao Ling wrinkled his face and asked nervously, "Are you okay?"

Qiao Yu was puzzled: "What does it matter to me?"

Qiao Ling became anxious, "You are, you borrowed your brother's body to return your soul."

Qiao Yu finally understood what he was talking about.

He thought about it, but he was right.

It stands to reason that he is a lonely soul who occupies the magpie's nest, but all lonely souls and wild ghosts should always be afraid of the Buddha's light and Buddha Hall, but because this magpie's nest is not what he wants to occupy, and Although such incredible things have happened to him, he still doesn't like these gods and ghosts. There are so many gods and Buddhas everywhere.

Besides, he didn't do anything bad, so there's nothing to be afraid of if he acts upright.

Qiao Yu comforted Qiao Ling, "Don't think too much, it's fine."

The two followed the little monk to the Buddhist hall behind.

On the Buddhist hall stands a golden Buddha statue with benevolent eyebrows and benevolent eyes, looking down on all living beings with a compassionate face. On the futon under the Buddha statue, the old abbot is chanting scriptures and said without turning his head when he heard the footsteps: "Come on."

The little monk responded, invited the two of them in, and left by himself.

The old host stopped chanting sutras and tremblingly got up from the futon, looking really old.

Qiao Ling quickly reached out to help, but Qiao Yu who was standing aside first supported the old host with one hand.

The old host borrowed his strength to stand up, and finally looked back at him.

That look was a bit strange, and Qiao Yu wondered if there was something really special about the old host, when he spoke again.

"To see Hanako?"

Qiao Yu laughed inwardly, thinking to herself that she really thought too much.

He hummed slowly, but the old host suddenly laughed again, "In previous years, the benefactor Qiao mostly brought Qiao Ling here, but I seldom saw you."

Qiao Ling took a look at Qiao Yu, fearing that he would make too many mistakes, so he took the initiative to reply: "This time my brother also came with me."

The old host narrowed his eyes and looked at Qiao Yu again, but said nothing.

Qiao Yu always felt that the old host was a bit strange, but he didn't show anything strange. He just thought that he had a ghost in his heart and saw that there was something wrong with him, so he didn't think much about it. He still held the old host's hand and sent off. He left the temple.

There is a towering tree outside the Buddhist hall. The trunk is so thick that two people hug each other. It occupies a lot of space in the yard. There are many small wooden signs tied with red strings hanging on the big tree, which is a bit like a wishing tree.

Seeing Qiao Yu staring at the tree in awe, the old host walked tremblingly and said, "But what wish do you want to make?"

Qiao Yu said with a smile: "It's human effort. Although I do have a wish, I still have to realize it by myself."

What he said was polite, but in fact he was very disapproving.

It seems that any wish can come true, can he come true with a lot of money?Can he still want to return to Heaven/North Korea?

Before the old host could speak again, a firework suddenly exploded in the sky outside the temple.

Qiao Ling jumped up behind him.

"Look, bro, it's starting."

Fireworks exploded one after another in mid-air, a piece of gleaming white. To be honest, there was nothing special about it, and it was incomparable with the colorful appearance of Tian/Chao, but Qiao Yu thought it was quite interesting. The first new year here, a new year that has traveled through time, space and place.

It's not great, but luckily it's not bad either.