"Respect God—"
After the whole process, the fragrance went straight up into the sky as the sky brightened. Qiao Qiao didn't know if it was his illusion, but at that moment, he felt that the paint on the statue of the ancestor, which had already faded a little, became brighter again.
In a daze, she suddenly remembered what Shen Rangchen had said to her before: Qingshan Zhenjun needs not only a new Taoist temple, but also new believers...
But that’s not the end. Qiao Qiao didn’t say anything next, but the old village chief spoke.
"Pray for blessings—"
"Donation—"
Following the old village chief's order, everyone present, young or old, even children of average age like Erya and Hongdou, took out some banknotes from their pockets and reverently placed them in the Taoist temple's merit box, saying that they wanted to contribute to the reconstruction of Qingshan Temple.
“…”
Qiao Qiao really didn't expect that there would be this link.
She was a money-grubber and had never been shy about it.
But for some reason, at this moment, when she saw those scattered banknotes that were not large in amount, well preserved, but obviously wrinkled, and had been held by someone for who knows how long, she suddenly had the urge to stop everyone.
Qiao Qiao didn't notice that just when this thought arose in her mind, the statue of Qingshan Zhenjun, which had inexplicably become much brighter, seemed to smile with some relief.
However, Zhenjun's smile did not last long.
Because the next second, Qiao Qiao did stop everyone from donating, but the reason was...
"This amount is too little. If you really want to donate, I suggest you try to do something like last time."
For example, give her 200,000 yuan at one time!
Otherwise, she wouldn't even want to accept the money. She was definitely, definitely, certain that she was sick!
After all, if the amount donated by everyone now is 200,000, she can guarantee that she will absolutely, absolutely, absolutely not refuse it!
"I swear!"
Well, Qiao Qiao swore loudly.
"Boom—"
The thunder and lightning of Master Zhenjun were also very loud.
However, this time, before Qiao Qiao could get hit, after Qiao Qiao finished speaking, the ghost Tao Xiaohong actually stood out from the crowd with a moved look on her face.
"I knew that you, Little Taoist Priest, are kind-hearted and would definitely agree to my previous plan!"
“I didn’t agree before because I didn’t see it!!!”
"Okay, since you've agreed, I won't hide it anymore. I'll take this opportunity today to tell everyone about this good news!"
Qiao Qiao: “???”
No, what plan? What agreement?
What didn’t you see? ! ! !
She clearly understood every word Tao Xiaohong said, but why did she feel like the situation wasn't so good after putting it all together?
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