Qingming Festival has always been an important day for temples and Taoist temples. At this time, many people come to burn incense and worship ancestors.

There are several types of people who come here.

One type is to live next to the Taoist temple. If you go back to your hometown, you have to run a long distance. It is better to burn incense here directly.

One type is believers of Buddhism and Taoism. They believe in this and will participate as long as they have time.

Qingfeng Temple also held a Qingming Festival today, which is very grand.

Song Jingwei was wearing a magic uniform, looking at the people coming in one after another, and asked, "Has anyone come to the Shu family?"

The deacon in Room No. 1 shook his head: "I didn't come."

"Did you call and ask?"

"I've called it, I'm not here this year."

"Okay, I understand." Song Jingwei looked north, and the Shu family probably went to Chen Yang's Taoist temple.

He sighed in his heart that his Qingfeng Temple was also the most famous Taoist temple in Lingshan City, but he could not compete with a Taoist temple in Gushan.

"Go and inspire believers to enter the hall to burn incense, and continue to inform you that you will not be allowed to collect incense money today."

Song Jing looked around and asked, "Where is Faming?"

Deacon No. 1 said, "At the door, there is a little girl looking for him."

"Little girl?" Song Jing frowned slightly and walked towards the door.

The two red painted doors in Qingfeng Temple are very large.

There is a threshold about one foot high at the entrance, and there are nine steps below the threshold.

Believers who show their exquisite workmanship and have a sense of awe will be deliberately guided and have different feelings when they get started.

At this moment, Faming was dressed neatly, standing by the door, talking to a slim young girl.

"I promised to go to my house tonight, and you lied to me again!" The girl pouted in grievance.

Faming said: "Su Wei, what am I going to Qingming today? What are you going to do on this day? It's not appropriate for you to choose."

Su Wei said: "It's not Qingming, and my parents don't have time either. I've agreed with them in advance, I don't care. You must come anyway."

"Let's talk about it then. I have to go in first, otherwise the master will find me."

Su Wei pulled him: "No, you promise me first. If you don't agree, I won't let you go!"

"Su Wei!" Faming raised his tone and said seriously: "Don't make trouble, you go back first, I'll call you when the Dharma Assembly is over."

"You yell at me!" Su Wei's eyes were red: "Song Xueming, yell at me! When we are both good, you promise not to bully me, but you yell at me now! You bastard!"

"I'm wrong with you, I apologize. You go back first, be good."

"I don't!"

"Fa Ming." At this time, Song Jingwei walked over from the door. He glanced at Su Wei and asked, "Are you finished doing it? Come in and help when you finish doing it."

Faming coughed and whispered to her: "Stop making trouble, go back quickly."

Su Wei pursed her lips, looked at him in disappointment, and remained silent.

Faming urged: "Don't stand stupidly, go back quickly."

"Song Xueming, you don't care about me at all, don't value me, and don't understand me!" Su Wei suddenly laughed at herself.

"I didn't give you what you want? Why don't I understand you anymore? Tell me!" Song Xueming was also a little annoyed.

"I don't need to say that I really understand!"

"Don't I understand if you say it?"

"What's the point of saying it? You should understand if I don't say it!"

Faming was almost crazy: "I'm not a fortune teller, I know what you mean?"

"I'm not interested!"

"It's really boring." Faming calmed down and nodded.

Su Wei laughed at herself, "Yes, you think it's boring to talk to me now, right?"

"Is it meaningless that I said?" Faming's mouth leaped, and he could hardly bear it.

"Then is it just boring if I say it's boring?"

"You, you, you are simply unreasonable and unable to communicate!"

Faming shook his sleeves heavily and walked towards the Taoist temple. He was afraid that he would not be able to hold back to hit the wall later.

Su Wei shouted: "Song Xueming, if you dare to leave today, we will break up!"

"Break up?" Faming turned to look at her: "You want to break up, right? OK, if you want to break up, just divide!"

After saying that, he went straight to the Taoist temple.

"Song Xueming! Come back!" Su Wei shouted at him, but Faming had already walked away.

She suddenly squatted on the ground, hugging her knees and crying loudly.

Song Jingwei looked at her for two seconds, but without any comfort, turned around and left.

In the Taoist temple, Song Jingwei asked: "When did you and that girl start?"

“It’s been two months.”

"Do you like her?"

"like."

"Do you want to return to secular life?"

Faming paused, looked at him, and lowered his head.

After thinking for a while, I said, "I don't know."

Song Jing sighed slightly: "Xueming, you are not only my disciple, but also my son. This Taoist temple will be inherited by you in the future."

"Yes." Faming responded in a muffled voice.

He knew what the master meant.

Although the Taoist priest couldn't help getting married, Song Jingwei still didn't want him to get married.

Getting married makes you easily distracted.

Developing Taoism with one mind is the top priority.

Of course he also knew that if he really got married, his master would not stop him.

But in the future, it will definitely not be his turn to the abbot of Qingfeng Temple.

What he was struggling with was this.

If you want to be an abbot, you have to wait for at least another twenty or thirty years.

If you return to the world and get married, you will soon become a superior person.

"Master, I won't attend today's Dharma Assembly, I'll go back to rest."

"Yeah, go."

Song Jing looked at his back slightly and sighed again.

Sometimes, he also hoped that Faming could become a Taoist priest like Chen Yang.

Then you don't need to worry too much.

However, he had too much ambition, so he was afraid that the small Taoist temple would not be satisfied.

Faming climbed out of the courtyard wall and came to the door. Seeing Su Wei squatting on the ground, he walked over and touched Su Wei's hair.

"Stop crying, I'll go home with you."

...

"A lot of people came."

Xuan Yu stood at the upper mountain pass, looked down, walked back and said.

Chen Yang said: "It should be a villager at the foot of the mountain."

Xuan Yu said: "I haven't had time to ask you, what's going on with that lake god?"

"Nothing happened."

"Why do I think you are not honest?"

Seeing that he was unwilling to say it, Xuan Yu refused to continue asking.

Soon, people from the foot of the mountain came up.

It was indeed the villagers, and Fu Ying was also in the middle, chatting with several villagers.

It seems that she has integrated quickly.
To be continued...