Dao boss

Chapter 12 This Taoist Temple 12

Standing in front of the Taoist temple, Daozhen looked at the man surnamed Xie indifferently, and said with thin lips, "Lady Xie, didn't you say last time that you would not come to this broken Taoist temple again? Why did you break your promise and get fat?" The man surnamed Xie who stumbled forward was stunned by Daozhen's words. He seems to remember that he never said his name, right?Moreover, his father did not disclose his name.

Although he is a young entrepreneur in the city, he has few opportunities to show his face.He has always been in extremely important places, not people in the business world, and almost no one can recognize him.The man surnamed Xie took a breath, looked at Daozhen dully, opened his mouth wide, and had an incredulous expression on his face.

As a businessman, the young man surnamed Xie was very experienced in dealing with the rest.Only the Taoist priest in front of him had clear eyes and an indifferent face, as if he could see through his mind at a glance.He was somewhat embarrassed, after all what he had said before, but now he had to slap himself in the face.He could already feel his entire face flushing, it was so embarrassing!There seemed to be some burning pain, the young man surnamed Xie smiled and flattered Daozhen.

Daozhen turned around and walked towards the futon in the Taoist temple. Now he felt that his cultivation base seemed to have been stuck in the position a long time ago, without any loosening.The reason for this is very puzzling.Obviously the secrets are so clear in front of him, but it seems that there is still a tiny bit of things that he has not grasped.

Yes, it's an unreal feeling.It was a weird feeling, but hard to fathom.He once heard his master say that cultivation is like sailing against the current. "Seeing mountains is mountains, seeing waters are waters" is the first state, "seeing mountains is not mountains, seeing waters are not waters" is the second state, "seeing mountains is still mountains, seeing waters are still waters" is the third state realm.But now, he is stuck in this third realm, unable to break through.

Seeing Daozhen sitting on the futon, the man surnamed Xie hurriedly took out a large stack of hundred-yuan bills wrapped in an envelope from his briefcase and stuffed them into the merit box, only to hear a dull sound of 'dong'.Even Daozhen himself was stunned.Layman Xie is willing to put so much money in the merit box, I am afraid his merit box will almost not be able to hold the money.

After putting the money into the merit box, the man surnamed Xie slowly walked into the Taoist temple.His face was still a little hot, and the feeling of his own slap in the face made him extremely embarrassed.

"That living god?" The man surnamed Xie carefully looked at Daozhen with his eyes, and found that he was wearing a moon-white Taoist robe, holding a scripture in his hand, and seemed to be concentrating on it.Seeing that his temptation was useless, he knelt down on the ground again with a plop, and Daozhen frowned upon hearing this.This guy knelt down at every turn, which made people a little speechless. "Living Immortal, Master, you, you really are this!" The man surnamed Xie was still complimenting Daozhen carefully.

He raised his thumb up, looked at Daozhen and said, "My father was originally terminally ill, but I didn't expect to be cured after worshiping the god statue in your Taoist temple. You don't even know, my father's attending doctor Dumbfounded. Our whole family is grateful to you, if it weren't for you..."

The more the man surnamed Xie said, the more he felt that something was wrong. He turned to the next page and said in a low voice, "Maybe it's just a doctor's misdiagnosis. How can it be possible to recover from the illness by praying to God? Then my Taoist temple is not meant to be cured by others." Have you crossed the threshold?"

"It's definitely not wrong. The person who gave my father the critical illness notice was an expert from the provincial capital, even if he was ranked first in the whole country." The man surnamed Xie shook his head, "You don't even know that during that time Our family is extremely frustrated. Fortunately, you have great abilities and supernatural powers..." The man surnamed Xie asked Daozhen for help, so he naturally said all good things to Daozhen.

Daozhen just listened so quietly, after a long time, the man surnamed Xie's mouth became parched, and he was a little speechless.He looked at Daozhen without saying a word, and the Taoist temple fell into an extremely strange silence.Only the sound of Daozhen flipping through the book remained.The man's eyes kept rolling, and he still wanted to speak, but his throat was so uncomfortable that it had already become hoarse.

"If that's the case!" Daozhen said slowly, "What does that have to do with me? It's all thanks to the god statue. If you want to thank you, thank the god statue and don't bother me."

The man surnamed Xie was stunned. He knew that Daozhen had a personality, but he didn't expect that Daozhen really had such a personality.Even if it is to thank you, do you still have to be so Taoist?Can't it?The man had never encountered such an embarrassing situation. He opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.If he changed the subject, maybe Daozhen would have to say don't disturb his practice again.This was even more embarrassing, the man's face turned red like a cloud of fire.

With a chuckle, Daozhen pointed to the stone statue next to him and said, "Over there is the Golden Dragon Ruyizheng Yilonghu Xuantan Zhenjun, you go and pay homage to him!" The man surnamed Xie seemed to be a little dazed, he no longer cared about that much.The company was about to collapse, and for the past month, it was as if he had met a ghost, and his luck was rapidly fading away.

His products have never gone wrong before, but this month, there have been a lot of mistakes.The products piled up like a mountain in the warehouse, and he has to pay for the loss of many cooperative enterprises, which has made him exhausted.If it wasn't for his father's recovered body that showed him a path, he felt that he should have jumped off the building long ago.The pressure is too great. He started a business when he was young, and now he has accumulated a huge family business when he is less than [-].

But overnight, it all fell apart.How could he bear it, Daozhen pointed his hand lightly at the stone statue next to him, his thin lips pursed with a hint of ruthlessness.

"Here, master, help me...help me!" The man surnamed Xie almost hugged Daozhen's thigh, "I feel like bad luck is coming this month. Mistakes that I have never made before have all appeared. What is even more strange is that I found that my opponent has pulled over all the companies that I have cooperated with. "

Daozhen said softly, "What does it have to do with me?"

"Master, please help me!" The man surnamed Xie hugged Daozhen's cross-legged calf, crying, "Master, please help me because my father is a devout Taoist believer! Master..."

As if he couldn't bear it, Daozhen snorted coldly and said, "What does it matter to you that your father is a devout Taoist believer? What kind of master is he? How dignified!" Daozhen's words were filled with supreme majesty, the man surnamed Xie was taken aback for a moment, and even unconsciously took his hand off Daozhen's calf.

He didn't dare to speak, he could only look at Daozhen helplessly, the little eyes were somewhat pitiful.Daozhen said in a low voice, "Go and worship the Golden Dragon Ruyizhengyilonghuxuantan Zhenjun first!" After finishing speaking, Daozhen lowered his head, thinking in his heart that Wen Zhong might have used too much force to make a terminally ill person cured.

Paralysis, I just want to be a saint in this Taoist temple with peace of mind, why are you so hard, Wen Zhong!It's all right now, there must be an effect if there is a cause, since Wen Zhong cured the terminal illness.This time, he couldn't escape either.

As early as the moment the man surnamed Xie walked into the Taoist temple, Daozhen could feel that the man surnamed Xie had a ghostly aura on him.The ghostly aura is not great, but it is an extremely vicious spell that can absorb people's luck.Moreover, this spell is only useful for ordinary people, if it is not the end of the age.No one will practice this spell at all, because it is too tasteless.

The man surnamed Xie nodded, obediently took out a few incense sticks from his briefcase, and lit them with a lighter.Seeing that he knelt down and was about to bow down, Daozhen said in a low voice, "If you don't wash away the mortal world from your hands with water, you are disrespectful to the gods!" This was the first time the man heard such a saying. Joss candle, no thanks, no no thanks.

Daozhen snorted coldly, Wen Zhong did something stupid, and in the end he had to clean up the mess by himself.He stood up and said in a low voice, "You are waiting for me here!" The man surnamed Xie did not dare to move, his eyes were looking forward.

After a while, he saw Daozhen walking over with a golden washbasin.The water in the water basin was crystal clear, and even blew a cold air, which made him feel the cold in this warm spring season.Slowly placing the gold-plated washbasin on the ground, Daozhen said in a low voice, "Give me the joss stick, you wash your hands with this water first!"

The man surnamed Xie nodded and handed the incense candle to Daozhen.Those hands slowly stretched into the water basin. Although he was very obedient on the surface, he still muttered in his heart. This etiquette of worshiping gods is really cumbersome, and he doesn't know what it is useful for.

"Hiss..." The cold and biting breath seemed to be swimming in his body, Daozhen looked down at the man surnamed Xie, with a cold snort at the corner of his mouth.The man surnamed Xie looked down at the water in the basin, which gradually became dirty, gradually staining the clear water in a pitch black color.

He gasped, how could it be, his hands were obviously clean, and this black color was more like a mist, not because his hands were stained with something dirty.

"Did you see it?" Daozhen's indifferent brows slightly raised, "I've already said that it is a great disrespect to the gods to worship the gods with mortal dirt in their hands!" He looked at the surprised face of the man surnamed Xie, as indifferent as It is like the moon in the sky, proud and bitingly cold.

The man surnamed Xie stared blankly at Daozhen, speechless, and could only look at the basin of water that had already been stained black in a daze.