Hou Xiaoliu immediately opened his eyes wide and couldn't believe it.

I wiped my eyes and saw that it was indeed steamed buns.

He immediately picked it up and wolfed it down. The pasta entered his throat, with a sweet taste, and tears came down. He was so hungry that he had no time to care about where this steamed bun came from.

Even if someone poisoned it, he would swallow it without hesitation.

In three or two strokes, he swallowed a steamed bun, choking and stretching his neck.

With food in his belly, Hou Xiaoliu's mind slowly regained some clarity. He looked at the statue of the Green Ox Immortal with a hint of awe and even more doubt in his eyes.

Although I just wanted to pray to the Great Immortal Qingniu for food, the food also came.

But the problem... this is too clever.

It was so amazing that he couldn't believe it.

Looking up, there is nothing above.

Where did the steamed buns come from?

"Um...thank you for the gift from the Great Immortal." Hou Xiaoliu returned the wish uncertainly.

On the beam, Qin He, hidden in the darkness, was a little excited. Finally, he opened a temple in the capital.

Mind tip: Merit 1.

Although, there is only a little merit.

Although, Hou Xiaoliu was obviously not sincere enough.

But...that's not important.

The important thing is that the ruined temple is open!

My great meritorious business has been opened!

It is no longer like Xianyun Temple, which makes a lot of money but then disappears. There are millions of people in the capital, and nearly ten million in the entire Gyeonggi Province. This is the anchorage of my future.

Qin He decided to reward this lucky thief.

No matter what wish he makes tonight, even if it means cuckolding the prince, I will satisfy him.

But Hou Xiaoliu is only eleven years old. If he doesn't expect this to happen, then let him find another one. Even if he wants to be the prince, that will satisfy him.

He is so bold and powerful.

That’s how “words must be kept true and deeds must bear fruit.”

Qin He waited patiently.

Below, Hou Xiaoliu looked around with doubt, looked around, kowtowed again, and said: "Great Immortal Qingniu, I am still hungry after just one steamed bun. I beg you to show your spirit and give me another steamed bun."

After saying this, he continued to kowtow.

"Crack!"

A steamed bun fell to the floor.

When Hou Xiaoliu saw it, he took a deep breath.

I quickly looked up, but there was still no one up there.

But this, this...when did the gods become so clever?

Hou Xiaoliu hurriedly kowtowed in surprise: "Thank you, Great Immortal Qingniu, thank you, Great Immortal Qingniu!"

Qin He glanced at his mind.

Merit 4.

Hey, this is much more sincere!

It quadrupled directly.

Come next.

Hou Xiaoliu finished the steamed buns three times, five by two, and looked up at the statue of Qingniu Great Immortal. There was obvious awe in his eyes. He slowly stretched out two fingers: "Qingniu Great Immortal, can you have two steamed buns?

.”

After saying this, he kowtowed again.

"Pah! Pah!"

Two buns fell to the floor.

Hey, it's so clever.

Hou Xiaoliu was so excited that he no longer had any doubts, and only awe remained.

This time he played a trick. He raised his head high while praying and peeked above.

Because he suspected someone was squatting on it.

But the steamed buns really appeared out of thin air, and there was no one on them.

Merit 6.

It's still rising, and my heart is becoming more sincere.

Qin He was very satisfied, this little kid was pretty good.

The merits accumulated by Xianyun Temple before were usually 1 or 2, with 3 and 4 being the most impressive. Those with more than 4 are rare.

Maybe it's related to age.

The younger you are, the easier it is to believe.

continue.

After Hou Xiaoliu finished eating two steamed buns, his stomach was a little full. He touched the single clothes on his body and said: "Great Immortal Qingniu, I have no clothes to wear now. Please show your spirit and give me some clothes."

kowtow.

"Pa~"

A thick cotton coat fell to the ground, brand new.

Merit 7.

Still rising.

"Great Immortal Qingniu, the younger one also needs a pair of trousers."

The little guy is a little greedy.

It doesn't matter.

satisfy.

"Crack!"

The pants fell to the floor.

Merit 8.

"Great Immortal Qing Niu, the little one wants some shoes."

satisfy.

"Crack!"

A pair of shoes fell to the floor.

Merit 9.

"Great Immortal Qingniu, I want some money!"

satisfy.

"Crack!"

A silver coin fell to the ground.

Merit 10.

Hou Xiaoliu held the silver ingot in his hand, his whole body trembling with excitement.

It's about half the size of a palm, made of five taels of official snowflake silver, and is of high quality. If you can live on this thing only eating steamed buns with mixed noodles, it can last for a year.

One year~!

Hou Xiaoliu was so happy that he almost fainted.

The Great Immortal Qingniu is so spiritual!

It’s so clever!

The spiritual one can no longer be spiritual.

Extremely excited, Hou Xiaoliu kowtowed, raised his hands, and shouted: "Please, Niu Daxian, I will be the emperor!"

"Um?!!"
To be continued...