Today, Liu Sangou, as usual, finished the night's practice when it was still dark.
He wants to finish the pilgrimage to the Heavenly Master pagoda before the sun rises.
Opening the door, the cold wind poured back into Liu Sangou's windy home in the early morning. There was only a seven or eight year old daughter in the quilt, her eyes closed and the quilt tightened.
The little girl hasn't started to practice, so it's hard to bear the cold.
Liu Sangou quickly closed the door and walked out of the shabby house in a single dress.
Looking back at the wooden house, Liu Sangou wants to find a time to repair the house. At least he can't freeze his little daughter.
But on second thought, if the house was repaired, wouldn't it disturb his religious belief in the Heavenly Master's way?
"That's not good. My faith must be firm, I want eternal life!"
Shaking his head, a sickly smile appeared on his face. Liu Sangou looked at the direction of the Heavenly Master pagoda and started to walk quickly.
He lives outside the city. Since his wife left Qingzhou with other men because he couldn't stand such a poor life, Liu Sangou moved out of the city with his daughter alone.
Because he couldn't stay in the city anymore.
He used to be a boy in an auction house. He had a lot of money every month. He was barely able to cope with his cultivation, food and clothing. He even bit his teeth and saved a little.
After Liu Sangou believed in Tianshi Taoism, all the money turned into incense.
Liu Sangou still remembers that when his wife said he wanted to leave, he didn't say anything, he didn't object, he didn't feel angry, because at that time, he was praying with the great master Zhang in his heart.
After this, often think of his wife, Liu Sangou will disdain to burst out a sneer.
How can a man who has no endurance and is not pious enough to win eternal life?
Liu Sangou had nothing. He had nothing but the piety of his stomach. He didn't know where he was waiting for him, and the illusory immortality.
Such people are not in the minority in Qingzhou City.
In fact, most of the ordinary monks in Qingzhou City have been homeless.
They pawned their houses and replaced them with incense from the Heavenly Master's way. They did not give birth and waited for the moment of immortality at home every day.
Why does Ling Feng feel that the matter of Tianshi Dao is no time to delay, because if you wait, the whole city may be occupied, all sitting at home waiting for the arrival of eternal life.
What is the necessity of Qingzhou City?
After entering Qingzhou City, Liu Sangou knelt down a hundred miles away from the Tianshi pagoda. This is what he has to do every morning. From a hundred miles away, he climbs to the Tianshi pagoda to worship.
Many people gathered around him, all of whom were going to pay homage to the Heavenly Master pagoda. Some of them, like Liu Sangou, were poor and destitute. At the same time, there were also a large number of tycoons.
All in all, people from all walks of life gathered at this time and set out towards a common goal with solemn and solemn expression on their faces, as if they had forgotten the children who might still feel cold in their own homes.
Everything seems to be the same as usual, but there seems to be something different.
Liu Sangou noticed that many people gathered together to point out in the billboard on the roadside.
There seems to be some heated discussion.
At this time, many people have noticed the situation near the notice board and can't help but stop to kneel on the ground and look at it.
The bulletin board is a place where the governor specially informs the people. If he has any decision, he will put up a notice so that everyone can see it.
In Qingzhou, there are four bulletin boards, one in each of the four regions, Southeast and northwest.
Now Liu Sangou is in the west, and people preparing to go on pilgrimage in the other three regions have also found notices in the billboard.
Liu Sangou, relying on his own sharp eyes, squints his eyes, and three big characters come into sight.
"Tax order!"