Chun Xiaoman took out three incense sticks and placed them on the incense candles and lit them.
She waved her a little harder and shook the flames of the incense head. She knelt on the cushion, raised the three incense sticks in her hand over her head, and worshiped the statue in front of her.
At this moment, the appearance of Wusheng's old mother had completely changed. A kind-hearted old lady sitting cross-legged in the center of the double lotus was a red-eyed old lady with a dragon-headed crutch.
The statue of God is made of stone, but the believers have colored the statue of God, making the mother Wusheng look lifelike.
A very compassionate, merciful, and kind old mother, Ah, wishes that after his disciples can go to that empty hometown and serve the mother forever with other brothers and sisters...
He prayed three times and nine times, and Chun Xiaoman inserted the incense into the incense burner and retreated out of the hall facing the statue of the god.
Outside the hall is the entrance of the White Lotus Sect. Chun Xiaoman still looks covered in black hair, but no one here will look at her differently.
As long as you join the White Lotus Sect, you will be treated equally by brothers and sisters. You dare to dislike your sister's appearance. This is a big taboo in the White Lotus Sect.
On the contrary, when she fought with the Dharma Sect before, Chun Xiaoman's desperate efforts were always at the forefront, because of her very recognizable appearance, she was respected and admired by many people in the White Lotus Sect.
Facing those believers who smiled at me and performed kindness, Chun Xiaoman gave gifts one by one.
She started practicing magical fighting and the White Lotus Sect. Chun Xiaoman didn't think so much, but just wanted to help Miaomiao, and also had the strength to better protect Niuxin Village.
However, after she came out of Niuxin Village and gradually integrated into the White Lotus Sect, her mentality began to change.
She likes here, where she feels home.
She used to wonder if it was a mistake to be born in this world, but now she will not have such a thought.
Now here, she not only has friends, brothers, but also faith, but everything she once didn't have can be found here. She really likes it here.
Chun Xiaoman had already made up his mind in his heart that he would devote his life to the White Lotus Sect family.
After leaving the hall, there was the alley where other White Lotus believers lived. Although everyone was very poor, they were not messy at all. Even if the house was not covered, they were cleaned up.
No door is required to be locked here because no one will steal it.
Everyone was very kind and treated each other with courtesy. When they needed help, they all came to shout in the alley, like a world of great harmony.
Miss Xiaoman!Miss Xiaoman!Several ragged children ran over and circled around Chun Xiaoman excitedly.
Although they are all beggars, they are all beggars from the White Lotus Sect.Miss Xiaoman, where have you been?I haven't seen you for many days, so we miss you.
I just came back from Siqitangkou, and it was very far away from here, so the road was delayed.Chun Xiaoman explained to them gently.
Looking at their appearance, Chun Xiaoman couldn't help but think of his own experience.Are you all hungry?Want something to eat?I treat you.
Hearing this, all the beggars jumped up with joy and pulled Chun Xiaoman out of the alley.Bare hat, help me get the bare hat.
Soon, in the crowded East City, there were sprinkled with sesame scallion pancakes, one in each beggar's hand, and they ate it with relish.
Chun Xiaoman touched the back of their heads with his hands and whispered, asking them to eat slowly and not choke.
Since she decided to be a girl, she must have no children. The experience of her dog baby later made her lose her thoughts.
But this does not prevent me from treating the younger generations in the White Lotus Sect as their own children, and there is everything in the White Lotus Sect.
I saw a little girl gnawing on the cake in her arms, staring straight at a wheelbarrow containing several ceramic jars in the distance.
Xiaoman walked over and ignored the filth on her body and hugged her in his arms. What's wrong?Want to eat that?I'll buy it for you.
The little girl carefully glanced at the face of the biggest beggar and shook her head gently.Sister Xiaoman, I don’t want it, just one cake is enough.
It's okay, although most of my rewards have been donated to us, it's enough to give you a few little ones to sell some snacks.Chun Xiaoman said and took them toward the wheelbarrow.
Chun Xiaoman took them to the wheelbarrow and asked: Hello, what are you selling?
The thin man with a dog skin plaster on his forehead smiled and took the lid on the jar. This was a rare thing, I bought it from Tianyi Pavilion.
When Chun Xiaoman looked, he found that it was some peels soaked in water.
peel?I’m afraid these things you picked up from the bucket of Tianyi Pavilion, aren’t you?Can this be sold?
Go and go, what are you saying!My good brother-in-law cuts it inside, and it is all clean leftover peels, which cost ten cents a handful.
Ten cents a handful?I can buy a bowl of Yangchun noodles!Are you crazy about money?Chun Xiaoman thought this guy was a black businessman.
Didn't you see that I was soaked in sugar water?Besides, you don’t look at the current time. These things are so precious now.They are all grown in a greenhouse.
Sister Xiaoman, let’s go, I won’t eat anymore.
Sister Xiaoman, let’s go back, a cake is already full.
Looking at their faces, Chun Xiaoman stretched out his hand and took out a piece of silver.
The thin man's face suddenly burst into joy and moved the ceramic jar from the wheelbarrow.
At this moment, the leading beggar took a step forward and said very seriously: Sister Xiaoman, we don’t want this thing, this thing is too expensive, we are already full, and we cannot waste the money of the sisters in the sect so much.
It's okay, what's the point of eating some peel.
Soon, the peels soaked in sugar water were delivered to the hands of these beggars, and everyone was immediately happy, constantly tasting the peel, and comparing which kind of peel is better.
Seeing them happy, Chun Xiaoman also showed a smile on her face.
When I was a child, I was so hungry about these foods on the street, but my father was only willing to sell them to my younger brother, so my sister and I could only watch from the side.
As he was talking, Chun Xiaoman remembered the past.
Later, in order to understand my greed, when it was hot, my sister and I took two bamboo tubes to the street to pick up watermelon seeds spit out by others. It was so delicious when dried, haha.
But I don’t know what I think of, Chun Xiaoman’s expression gradually became lonely.
Sister Xiaoman, try this, this is a crust of melon, it’s so delicious.
When Chun Xiaoman ate the melon skin in his mouth and looked at the little face in front of him, he suddenly felt sweet and smiled again on his face.
Miss Xiaoman, Miss Xiaoman, if you eat this, this looks like a persimmon skin.
Just as they were sharing this joy, Chun Xiaoman saw a group of lamas in the distance.
Chun Xiaoman remembers them. Their faces that looked like mummies were undoubtedly the lamas of Zhongyin Temple.
But what made her feel strange was that these lamas from Zhongyin Temple actually walked towards the entrance of the White Lotus Sect.
She waved her a little harder and shook the flames of the incense head. She knelt on the cushion, raised the three incense sticks in her hand over her head, and worshiped the statue in front of her.
At this moment, the appearance of Wusheng's old mother had completely changed. A kind-hearted old lady sitting cross-legged in the center of the double lotus was a red-eyed old lady with a dragon-headed crutch.
The statue of God is made of stone, but the believers have colored the statue of God, making the mother Wusheng look lifelike.
A very compassionate, merciful, and kind old mother, Ah, wishes that after his disciples can go to that empty hometown and serve the mother forever with other brothers and sisters...
He prayed three times and nine times, and Chun Xiaoman inserted the incense into the incense burner and retreated out of the hall facing the statue of the god.
Outside the hall is the entrance of the White Lotus Sect. Chun Xiaoman still looks covered in black hair, but no one here will look at her differently.
As long as you join the White Lotus Sect, you will be treated equally by brothers and sisters. You dare to dislike your sister's appearance. This is a big taboo in the White Lotus Sect.
On the contrary, when she fought with the Dharma Sect before, Chun Xiaoman's desperate efforts were always at the forefront, because of her very recognizable appearance, she was respected and admired by many people in the White Lotus Sect.
Facing those believers who smiled at me and performed kindness, Chun Xiaoman gave gifts one by one.
She started practicing magical fighting and the White Lotus Sect. Chun Xiaoman didn't think so much, but just wanted to help Miaomiao, and also had the strength to better protect Niuxin Village.
However, after she came out of Niuxin Village and gradually integrated into the White Lotus Sect, her mentality began to change.
She likes here, where she feels home.
She used to wonder if it was a mistake to be born in this world, but now she will not have such a thought.
Now here, she not only has friends, brothers, but also faith, but everything she once didn't have can be found here. She really likes it here.
Chun Xiaoman had already made up his mind in his heart that he would devote his life to the White Lotus Sect family.
After leaving the hall, there was the alley where other White Lotus believers lived. Although everyone was very poor, they were not messy at all. Even if the house was not covered, they were cleaned up.
No door is required to be locked here because no one will steal it.
Everyone was very kind and treated each other with courtesy. When they needed help, they all came to shout in the alley, like a world of great harmony.
Miss Xiaoman!Miss Xiaoman!Several ragged children ran over and circled around Chun Xiaoman excitedly.
Although they are all beggars, they are all beggars from the White Lotus Sect.Miss Xiaoman, where have you been?I haven't seen you for many days, so we miss you.
I just came back from Siqitangkou, and it was very far away from here, so the road was delayed.Chun Xiaoman explained to them gently.
Looking at their appearance, Chun Xiaoman couldn't help but think of his own experience.Are you all hungry?Want something to eat?I treat you.
Hearing this, all the beggars jumped up with joy and pulled Chun Xiaoman out of the alley.Bare hat, help me get the bare hat.
Soon, in the crowded East City, there were sprinkled with sesame scallion pancakes, one in each beggar's hand, and they ate it with relish.
Chun Xiaoman touched the back of their heads with his hands and whispered, asking them to eat slowly and not choke.
Since she decided to be a girl, she must have no children. The experience of her dog baby later made her lose her thoughts.
But this does not prevent me from treating the younger generations in the White Lotus Sect as their own children, and there is everything in the White Lotus Sect.
I saw a little girl gnawing on the cake in her arms, staring straight at a wheelbarrow containing several ceramic jars in the distance.
Xiaoman walked over and ignored the filth on her body and hugged her in his arms. What's wrong?Want to eat that?I'll buy it for you.
The little girl carefully glanced at the face of the biggest beggar and shook her head gently.Sister Xiaoman, I don’t want it, just one cake is enough.
It's okay, although most of my rewards have been donated to us, it's enough to give you a few little ones to sell some snacks.Chun Xiaoman said and took them toward the wheelbarrow.
Chun Xiaoman took them to the wheelbarrow and asked: Hello, what are you selling?
The thin man with a dog skin plaster on his forehead smiled and took the lid on the jar. This was a rare thing, I bought it from Tianyi Pavilion.
When Chun Xiaoman looked, he found that it was some peels soaked in water.
peel?I’m afraid these things you picked up from the bucket of Tianyi Pavilion, aren’t you?Can this be sold?
Go and go, what are you saying!My good brother-in-law cuts it inside, and it is all clean leftover peels, which cost ten cents a handful.
Ten cents a handful?I can buy a bowl of Yangchun noodles!Are you crazy about money?Chun Xiaoman thought this guy was a black businessman.
Didn't you see that I was soaked in sugar water?Besides, you don’t look at the current time. These things are so precious now.They are all grown in a greenhouse.
Sister Xiaoman, let’s go, I won’t eat anymore.
Sister Xiaoman, let’s go back, a cake is already full.
Looking at their faces, Chun Xiaoman stretched out his hand and took out a piece of silver.
The thin man's face suddenly burst into joy and moved the ceramic jar from the wheelbarrow.
At this moment, the leading beggar took a step forward and said very seriously: Sister Xiaoman, we don’t want this thing, this thing is too expensive, we are already full, and we cannot waste the money of the sisters in the sect so much.
It's okay, what's the point of eating some peel.
Soon, the peels soaked in sugar water were delivered to the hands of these beggars, and everyone was immediately happy, constantly tasting the peel, and comparing which kind of peel is better.
Seeing them happy, Chun Xiaoman also showed a smile on her face.
When I was a child, I was so hungry about these foods on the street, but my father was only willing to sell them to my younger brother, so my sister and I could only watch from the side.
As he was talking, Chun Xiaoman remembered the past.
Later, in order to understand my greed, when it was hot, my sister and I took two bamboo tubes to the street to pick up watermelon seeds spit out by others. It was so delicious when dried, haha.
But I don’t know what I think of, Chun Xiaoman’s expression gradually became lonely.
Sister Xiaoman, try this, this is a crust of melon, it’s so delicious.
When Chun Xiaoman ate the melon skin in his mouth and looked at the little face in front of him, he suddenly felt sweet and smiled again on his face.
Miss Xiaoman, Miss Xiaoman, if you eat this, this looks like a persimmon skin.
Just as they were sharing this joy, Chun Xiaoman saw a group of lamas in the distance.
Chun Xiaoman remembers them. Their faces that looked like mummies were undoubtedly the lamas of Zhongyin Temple.
But what made her feel strange was that these lamas from Zhongyin Temple actually walked towards the entrance of the White Lotus Sect.
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