W Song Wen, who was cleaning up in the house, saw Song Quan and Master Da come in and hurriedly walked to make tea.

Song Quan and Shi Gongda sat on the chair and talked. Song Wen had a big generation gap with them, had no common language, and did not interrupt, just made tea for them.

After a while, I remembered that I had not paid the money to consecrate the Master Gong, so I quickly took out the prepared red envelope from my pocket and handed it over.

In the rural areas of southern Fujian, whether it is to hold weddings, invite people to see Feng Shui, treat patients, or do rituals, they pay attention to giving red envelopes. Sometimes they become clichéd when they get money directly. Of course, this is relative. Now some people like vulgarity.

Master Da glanced at the red envelope, but didn't answer it, just looked at Song Quan.

After seeing this, Song Quan said to Song Wen with a very embarrassed look: "Awen! Ada said he doesn't have any money, just a few incense pills are fine."

"oh."

When Song Wen heard this, he looked at Master Da strangely. There are still people in this world who don’t like money, which is really strange. However, thinking that Master Da is a family of Master Da, he doesn’t know how much money he makes, so it’s normal not to take this little money into consideration.

"How much do you want?" Song Wen asked.

Master Da thought for a while and slapped him in the face.

"Fifty pills? OK. But the fragrant pills are on the mountain. It's a problem to come and go at night. Otherwise, I'll give them to you tomorrow!" Song Wen thought for a while and said. He really didn't want to go back for a few fragrant pills, especially at night.

Master Da was drinking tea when he heard Song Wen's words and coughed suddenly. After recovering for a while, he hurriedly explained: "It's not fifty, it's five pills."

He knew the value of the incense pill. It seemed greedy to have five pills. If he wanted fifty pills, he would not be struck by lightning.

"Five pills?" Song Wen was stunned when he heard this.

This person has a problem. If you have money, don’t just take five incense pills?

Song Wen digs out such a large cowhead sandalwood from the soil himself, and has such a large piece of cowhead sandalwood seeds planted in the space, so he doesn't think this thing is very precious. But for Master Da and others, this thing is not just precious.

Master Master Da is a master master, and he is also a Taoist priest in his career. He usually needs to be calm and calm and practice.

Practice and cultivate the mind. Now the world is too noisy. Every day, people are facing some messy troubles. People's hearts are already mottled like old tree bark. Once they sit down, troubles surge into their hearts. How can they be quiet? The incense pills made of cowhead sandalwood can clear the mind and eliminate the demons of the mind, and make people enter into meditation in an instant. This is the supreme wonderful product, so it seems extremely precious at this time.

After Master Da smelled the incense pills made of cowhead sandalwood on Song Quan's side, he knew the preciousness of this thing, and also knew from Song Quan that the incense pills were Song Wen's, so he asked for the incense pills with a slut.

"Yes, but I guess I'll have to wait for you tomorrow. It's too dark now and the road is hard to walk, so"

"No need to be so troublesome, I'll give it to him."

At this time, Song Quan, who was standing beside him, interrupted Song Wen and said.

"Okay. You can give it to him first, and I will bring it to you tomorrow." Song Wen nodded.

Song Quan waved his hand, not caring about it.

After a while, the boy brought by Master Da packed up his things and walked into the house. Seeing that it was getting late, Master Da and Song Quan left, and Song Wen sent the two away. Then he rode a motorcycle to the Prince's Temple to take a look, and turned back to the mountain.

"Ada, you have a thick-skinned face. You need five incense pills for every penis. Are you ruthless enough?"

After leaving Song Wen's family, Song Quan said to Master Da a little unhappy. So, Song Wen is all his grandchildren, Master Da is his old friend, and it is a bit unreasonable to take advantage of the juniors.

"Didn't you say he has too many fragrant pills? It's just a drizzle for him," said Master Da.

"You can't say that, these incense pills are very expensive, and they can be sold for tens of thousands of yuan. If you see that it can be bought for tens of thousands of yuan for those who know the goods, how much does it cost to open them every time? This is purely a way to take advantage of others."

"I also put in my strength. Did you almost lose my strength if you didn't see it?" Master Gongda defended.

"Is it a fat squeeze?" Song Quan glanced at him and said angrily.

Master Da was extremely embarrassed by his old friend. Thinking about it, he was indeed a little greedy, and what he was greedy for was the younger generation, and his skin couldn't help but get a fever. After thinking for a while, he said, "Or what do you think, I'll give him Master's bell?"

As he said that, he took out the Master's bell (Sanqing bell) from the backpack carried by the boy following behind.

"What's the use of a broken bell? You can buy it anytime." Song Quan looked at it and said.

"You can't say that. Master Ling has been with me for many years, and has a hint of spirituality. It is a magic weapon that can be used to protect the house and drive away evil spirits and ensure safety." Master Gongda explained.

"You masters are talking nonsense, who knows whether it is true or false?"

"Why am I lying to you?"

"Okay, I'll help him with it first. I'll give it to him tomorrow."

As he said that, Song Quan put Master Ling in his pocket, then hugged Master Gongda's shoulder and said, "Let's go to my house to make tea."

"What kind of tea to make? I've already drunk it just now."

"How can the tea on his side be compared with my family? I'll take you to try something good."

After saying that, without saying a word, he pulled Master Da towards home.

Song Wen drove his motorcycle to the mountain. Although it was dark, the solar street lights on both sides of the mountain road illuminated the mountains. However, despite this, he still felt frizzy in his heart while walking in the quiet mountains with a motorcycle in the dark night.

There was darkness around, and from time to time, a beast roar or inexplicable bird cry came, and sometimes there were waves of "crunch, swish" sounds, which sounded extremely strange. I believe that if I watched the horror movie and walked through this bamboo forest, I would be scared to death.

The weather is getting hot and there are more bugs.

Flying insects flew to the insect-killing lamp with no chance of life, then disappeared into the lamp and fell into the bag that received the insects below. Every morning, Song Wen would come to collect the insects, and then put the insects in the pond in the backyard or the pool of Ruyi Fan to feed the fish. This is also a rare natural fish food.

After leaving the bamboo forest, I drove across the bridge, and before I got home, I saw the little horse lying at the door of my house, while the bird was sleeping comfortably on it.

When the little wicket came over at night, he saw that the gate of the yard was closed, so he shouted inside. When he found that no one answered, he lay down at the door and guarded him. The bird inside looked at it and flew out with great loyalty.

Seeing Song Wen come back, Xiao Pima immediately stood up and ran towards him.

Caught off guard, the bird sleeping on it fell to the ground and fell heavily. The bird suddenly became angry, flapping its wings and flew towards the Little Male, standing on its head and criticizing it loudly, but Little Male seemed to be dissatisfied.

Song Wen drove the car, the little swagger came to him and rubbed towards him. He quickly told him to walk away, otherwise the motorcycle would be knocked down by it.

When he arrived in front of the yard, he got off the motorcycle, touched the little horse, comforted the indignant bird, and then opened the yard and walked in with his two little girls.

During the day, the little horse was playing in the woods, and at night, it seemed that the forest was too lonely, so it often ran back. In view of this, Song Wen placed it in the cow pen in the backyard, allowing it to live with the calf and the others, so that it could have a companion.

The calf was happy to have multiple partners, and from time to time, he stretched out his head and rubbed against the strangely-looking little horse. In a few days, a few little guys fought very hard. Welcome to your support, which is my greatest motivation.m

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