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The temple came out.

The boy exhaled, and then laughed happily just like his name.

"What are your names?"

"My name is Qingqing, I don't have a surname. His surname is Chen, and he only has a nickname called Dale."

"Oh, my name is Lin Xingtao, I'm a ruthless person."

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Qingqing and Dale are little beggars living in a Taoist temple. The temple is not far away, but it is snowing heavily. Fortunately, the sun is out, so they are not so cold that they can't walk.

The Taoist temple is right in front of us, a short one, not at all the modern tall and big ones.

The Taoist temple gave Lin Xingtao a feeling of discomfort all over his body, and he couldn't help saying: "You are the monsters who eat people, right? Is this Taoist temple the monster's mouth, waiting to swallow me in one bite?"

"No, we have to see the essence through the phenomenon!" Qingqing grinned.

Hiss——

Lin Xingtao looked at the girl who was learning and applying, and he had a feeling in his heart: This girl is so scary!

However, the essence of the small broken temple is still the small broken temple, and it can't become a fairy palace even with filters.

Apart from the strange warmth I felt when I entered the temple, there was nothing special about it.

The temple was small and shabby, with a hole in the roof. The only good thing was the door, which was not opened by pushing, but closed tightly.

The temple was in full view. In the room, which was about the size of a university classroom, there was a clean table and stove in the middle, behind the table was a clay statue and two wet curtains with words on them.

The two originally red but now faded pillars could not block the cold wind leaking from the windows, but the children could only squeeze together against the pillars.

There were seven children in the temple, the oldest of whom looked about thirteen or fourteen years old, just like Dale. They sat on the gray cloth, and when they saw the three people coming, they were curious, vigilant or hesitant.

Qingqing tugged at Lin Xingtao's sleeve and shouted, "I invited a teacher back!"

Then the children whispered to each other for a while, and shouted, "Hello, teacher--"

Of course, they couldn't shout loudly and uniformly like the courtiers in the TV series. In fact, they were sparse, but the joy and sincerity in their words were precious, which made Lin Xingtao feel warm in his heart.

Oh, these little smart guys.

Dale kept the habit of asking questions persistently, and said, "I have long wanted to know what is written on it."

He was referring to the two curtains fluttering in the wind.

Lin Xingtao saw the familiar Chinese characters and answered him comfortably:

"The phoenix color embraces three statues of the earth;

The dragon's momentum creates a cave."

He suddenly frowned, always feeling that something was wrong.

At this time, the clay statue suddenly flashed a golden light.

Just like the eternal golden light in the eyes of the black dragon.

The feeling of being watched suddenly came back again.

"Hey, Qingqing, is there really a fairy, dragon, or monster in this world?"

The author has something to say: Fang Chao: No matter how sexy the pajamas are, they can only be shown to the brothers.

Chapter 5 Fate and Luck (II)

Lin Xingtao would not ignore the golden light.

When he read novels, he would feel uncomfortable if the author pointed out the details but let the protagonist say "it must be an illusion" and forcefully ignored it.

No need to think about it, it must not be an illusion.

So he asked Qingqing what the golden light on the clay statue was.

Before Qingqing spoke, Dale said first:

"The Lord of Mount Tai is enshrined here!"

"Some people say it is the True Lord of Miaoshui, and some people say it is the God of Land..."

As he said that, he walked forward and pulled the two curtains.

Qingqing bowed seriously in front of the clay statue and said, "I don't know if there are really dragons. But there are definitely fairies and monsters."

"Like the one in this small temple, he must be a great and kind god."

She turned and looked directly at Lin Xingtao.

She said, "We are just abandoned beggars. Without Him, we will be frozen to death by the wind and snow, and we will be eaten by monsters at night."

"This is all we have."

"Brother is a well-educated person, right?"

"If you don't want to teach us beggars." She pursed her lips.

"Give us a name."

Her tone gradually became lower and lighter, like the slight touch of sunlight and snow when the ice and snow melted:

"In fact, just a name is enough, no need to give a name-"

"We may not live to the time when we need to give a name."

This collision of sunlight and snow melted people's hearts a little.

Lin Xingtao looked at the girl's delicate pointed chin, which was very tight because of nervousness.

The children in the distance were still watching them quietly, and the atmosphere on the scene was inexplicably serious.

He wanted to pat the girl on the head and tell her "Don't say it, I'll turn around for you", but in the end he just nodded seriously.

The girl breathed a sigh of relief.

She showed her relief without hesitation, then bowed down solemnly, and called out in a completely different manner from the casual way she had called him before -

Mr.!

Lin Xingtao's body trembled.

He always liked to teach others.

Suddenly he raised his head and looked up into the sky.

Something was connected.

"Mr., what's wrong with you?" Dale asked.

"I guess we have already formed a cause and effect." Lin Xingtao said, "Oh, by the way, calling me teacher, Mr. sounds too dignified."

He said to all the children in the Taoist temple: "First of all, the first thing I teach you is to learn to drink more hot water."

"Because the essence of science is to boil water."

"The essence of science is to boil water -" the children followed me obediently.

"Dale, what are you doing? Are you rolling up the curtains? Do you want the teacher to make you the curtain rolling general in the class?"

Da Le, however, sank in the voice of Lin Xingtao imitating some kind of head teacher.

His legs exerted force and he jumped up instantly.

Lin Xingtao's eyes widened.

More than three meters high!

Da Le turned around and pulled down the curtain, fell back to the ground, and smiled at Lin Xingtao:

"Teacher, you can build this tonight."

The smile is a little silly, but also a little cute.

Lin Xingtao was a little moved. He felt that this kid Da Le——

Maybe go play basketball.

——

Lin Xingtao was not in a hurry to name the children. He felt that it would be more appropriate to wait until he remembered a few poems from the Book of Songs before naming them.

So he only taught the children to write their nicknames.

Qingqing is the fastest learner, and she can already teach other children.

Such a smart kid deserves a surname that sounds smart at first sight.

During the day, Da Le took a few children who were not in bad health to go out to beg for food. They went out in ragged clothes and came back covered in wind and snow, and were warmly welcomed by the children of the Taoist temple.

Whether they brought enough food or not.

At night, Lin Xingtao slept in the center, trying his best to put two heavy curtains on more people.

He once woke up in the middle of the night and saw Qingqing, who was half asleep, pulling the curtain towards him so that the gap would not be so big——

He immediately thought to himself: We must really train these children into talents.

In fact, he has never had a hard time. In the worst days, he could eat well, drink well, wear enough clothes, and sleep well, instead of being unable to eat, drink, wear, and sleep well like now.

When the children were busy, he could only watch because of his physical condition and was not comfortable.

He didn't know the process of papermaking or the formula of gunpowder. He only knew how to build a simple toilet, but what was the use of that.

He doesn't know how to farm, recite poetry, or copy articles. He can only talk nonsense.

He didn't have access to the special power of this world. He rubbed the clay statue several times a day but couldn't find any clay god.

It was a hellish start. If it weren't for the strange and endless heat in this Taoist temple, he suspected that he would freeze to death.

"I can't keep up with my nutrition," he said, raising his muscle-lost arms.

“Did the teacher say that we can’t keep up if we don’t have meat to eat nutritious food?”

Qingqing was burning firewood to boil water, and her face was a little red and hot from the smoke.

"Otherwise? Is it still possible that you, a big lolita, are by my side?"

Qingqing wiped her face, but there were still two red lumps next to her cheeks, which looked rustic.

"The teacher must be saying bad things again." @思@Rabbit@在@线@read@Read@

"No, I'm just complimenting you."

"Then please tell me carefully." Qingqing was curious.

"Of course this sentence is saying that you are too cute. You know, girls who are too cute are called beautiful."

"Eatable? You are indeed a cannibal monster! Also, if it is edible, how can it not be nutritious? Teacher, you are wrong."

Lin Xingtao's face darkened: "So didn't I tell you that it's not your fault... You are the only one who talks more, even more than Da Le! Let's go and have fun!"

Qingqing grinned and ran out the door.

It's not good to be too smart, because a smart girl like her can feel more deeply about being a beggar——

But he cannot escape the pain of fate.

Lin Xingtao remembered a saying: Girls who are not good-looking are not the most pitiful, but girls who are not good-looking but are very smart are the most pitiable.

He didn't know if this sentence was correct, but he could clearly feel something in it during the days he spent with Qingqing.

Knowledge changes destiny. Was it also possible in ancient times?

However, Qingqing is at least very good-looking. She will definitely be a great beauty in the future, if she survives to the future.

Qingqing turned back again.

Lin Xingtao asked: "Is Da Le back? Is there any meat today?"

"No, the teacher is overthinking."

"Oh, Da Le must have eaten it himself."

"No way, Da Le will definitely be left to the teacher."

The footsteps of other people gradually sounded outside the door, and Qingqing slowly showed a mysterious smile.

Lin Xingtao's heart moved: "Tell me! Is there really meat today?"

Outside the door, Da Le stuck his head out and smiled.

"Ah, it's General Rolling Curtain who's back!" Lin Xingtao assumed the posture of an emperor meeting a general who had returned from a meritorious service.

Happy but smiling without saying a word, there is a hint of cunning in his innocence.

Lin Xingtao straightened up while maintaining a smile that looked forward to eating meat.

"Sir, when you smile, you will see that the sea is vast and the sky is high." Qingqing added the background verse at the right time. She applied what she learned from "Lao Tao Fu" that Lin Xingtao had just remembered and taught.

Lin Xingtao decided to take a preemptive strike.

"Hey! You shameless boy, let me ask you, how many ways can you write fennel!"

Da Le was startled, his eyes widened, and his pupils began to tremble.

"Four kinds! Four kinds!" Da Le shouted at Qing Qing's shameless reminder.

Lin Xingtao's expression softened and he stretched out his hand: "Okay, you answered correctly, give it to me."

Da Le obediently handed over the thing hidden behind his back. Only when the thing was in Lin Xingtao's hands did he suddenly feel that something was wrong.

Qingqing whispered "idiot" on the side.

However, Lin Xingtao shook the small bottle in his hand and asked curiously: "What is this?"

"It's medicine." Dale was a little depressed after he realized it. "There are many more Taoists in the city today. One of them gave it to me and said it can strengthen the body. I took it because I wanted to make the teacher better."

Lin Xingtao reached out and touched Dale's head with emotion.

Dale continued: "I saw others taking it and it should be fine. Also, when you are better, we can go begging together."

So this is the bad idea.

Lin Xingtao pulled out the cork and used the not-so-professional fan smelling method to feel the taste of the potion.

It's not the taste of isatis root, bad review.

He took a breath, drank all the potion in one gulp with great vigor, and said with his head held high: "Master, I will let everyone eat meat tomorrow!"

The beggars in the temple who were fooled by Lin Xingtao's twisted logic from time to time gave cheers of trust.

He trembled all over after drinking the medicine.

The liquid medicine flowed through his throat and melted into his internal organs.

Something very impactful