Because of the incident of 'not meeting Shiliu Su' yesterday, Song Shuhang had more preparation in his heart today.
Not meeting Jouko Hagi today was within his expectations.
If he could meet Jouko Hagi … that would be an unexpected surprise!
"Little brother, where are you going?" After getting in the car, the taxi driver asked.
Song Shuhang: "Please go in the direction of the train station."
"Okay." The taxi driver smiled and said, "This distance is just right. We can make it in time for the shift change."
Song Shuhang politely replied with a smile. Then, he fell into deep thought.
Speaking of which …
He actually mistook Jouko Hagi for someone else.
[Mistaking the bookstore lady for Jouko Hagi? What the hell is this?] Song Shuhang pinched his chin and thought.
He carefully recalled the scene where he misunderstood the lady boss today.
When he saw that back … there was no mistaking it. That was the back of 'Jouko Hagi'.
Song Shuhang still had this bit of confidence.
Miss Jouko Hagi's figure, hairstyle, and walking posture were all very unique. Because of the Spiritual Butterfly Island's technique, her footsteps were light, and one step was several steps of an ordinary person … She could do this not only because of her long legs!
However, when the back turned to the side of her face, it turned into the gentle appearance of the bookstore lady.
This divine development was really beyond Song Shuhang's expectations.
[In other words, the character of Jouko Hagi did not exist from the beginning. It was a character that I imagined. It was a character that I constructed in my mind every time I rented a book and looked at the Jiangnan style lady boss.] Such a thought was transmitted to Song Shuhang's mind.
Then, like a 'fatigue bombardment', it was continuously played repeatedly.
A brainwashing cycle!
The corners of Song Shuhang's mouth rose, and his mood suddenly became happy.
Obviously, this thought was not his own, but a thought that was forced to be sent over by the virtual world.
"Tsk, in other words, this guy doesn't have any other tricks up his sleeves other than tiring bombardment?"
Song Shuhang's lips curled up.
This kind of thought played wildly in his mind, and his mood became more and more joyful.
How could he describe this feeling?
Hmm, it was roughly the same as when he saw Lady Onion in her green onion form. She rushed over and waved her small and weak fists at his calf.
Lady Onion attacked with all her might, and her fists left afterimages. From time to time, she would jump up and kick his knees.
However, this still couldn't change the fact that her attack power was extremely poor and ineffective.
At this time, the 'virtual world' was like Lady Onion, and the fatigue attack was like Lady Onion's fists. Although they looked fast and fierce, they were very ineffective.
In fact, the more it jumped around, the happier Song Shuhang felt.
This feeling of seeing an opponent gnashing his teeth and using all his strength, but still unable to do anything to him was also a kind of 'life' experience.
When the taxi driver looked at the rearview mirror on the right side, he suddenly saw Song Shuhang's strange and 'joyful' smile, and his scalp went numb.
At first, he was wondering if he should take this young man for a spin while there was still some time before the shift change. But after seeing this' joyful 'smile, he immediately tossed this idea to the back of his mind.
He sent Song Shuhang to the train station as fast as possible, and after collecting the money, he left in a hurry.
Song Shuhang was dumbfounded.
When did I offend this taxi driver? From the looks of it, he's avoiding me as if I'm avoiding a disaster, Song Shuhang thought to himself.
Although he only had an ordinary body at the moment, he still had his life experience. From the expression on the taxi driver's face, he could easily guess what he was thinking.
From the beginning to the end, I didn't do anything, did I? In fact, I didn't even exchange a few words with him.
Song Shuhang scratched his head and turned around, heading toward the train station.
Since he wasn't in a hurry, Song Shuhang went to get his ticket first, and then went to eat something to fill his stomach.
The body of an ordinary person is really troublesome, Song Shuhang thought to himself.
After a cultivator reached the Fourth Stage, food intake wasn't very important anymore … Eating was just for enjoyment, and the 'feast' of the Immortal Feast that could increase one's strength was what cultivators pursued.
And if he had to eat because he was hungry, it would be more troublesome.
Coach … Sure enough, I still want to cultivate. Song Shuhang raised his head and looked at the sky.
By the way, he didn't have a coach in his cultivation career.
Instead, he had accepted several disciples.
Well, let's take a step back. The seniors in the entire Nine Provinces Number One Group could be regarded as teachers and friends.
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The train headed to a small town station in Nanhua Lake City.
After leaving the town, there was still some distance to go to Linyao Village.
Song Shuhang touched his wallet and raised his head to look at the sky.
"I'll go to Linyao Village first to see the Immortal God Temple, and then … If there's no result, I'll have to stay near Linyao Village tonight." He yawned, feeling a little tired.
"You can't hold on anymore? Sure enough, you lack exercise. "Song Shuhang got out of the train station, took a taxi, and went directly to the Immortal God Temple.
"Eh? Little brother, are you also going to the Immortal God Temple to worship? "After hearing Song Shuhang's destination, the driver immediately became enthusiastic.
Song Shuhang replied with a smile, "Well, because I've had a lot of troubles recently, after hearing that the Immortal God Temple is very efficacious, I came to ask for a talisman or something."
"You've come to the right place. Although the Immortal God Temple in our Linyao Village is small, it's efficacious. Whether it's asking for a son or a daughter, asking for a smooth academic progress, or asking for a partner, there's a high chance of getting the blessings of the Immortal God. "The middle-aged driver laughed.
Song Shuhang nodded politely with a smile.
"Speaking of which, people nowadays are really strange. When I was young, everyone went to the Immortal God Temple to ask for a son. Everyone wanted their wife to give birth to a son. But in recent years, most of the people who came to the temple to ask for a child were asking for a daughter, hoping that they could give birth to a beautiful daughter. I really don't understand the way young people think, "the middle-aged driver nagged.
Song Shuhang laughed. "Maybe it's because they love daughters more? Or maybe it's because they've asked for too many sons in the past few years, so they're asking for some daughters to balance it out? "
"Little brother, that's a good summary." The middle-aged driver gave him a thumbs up.
Song Shuhang leaned against the window and couldn't help but think of Li Yinzhu …
Then, he suddenly felt that his heart was really old.
When the topic of daughters was brought up, he would really think of daughters.
"Little brother, what do you want to ask for at the Immortal God Temple?" the middle-aged driver asked.
"Well, actually, there's nothing much to ask for. It's just that everything hasn't been going well recently, so I want to ask for peace of mind and peace of mind," Song Shuhang replied.
The middle-aged driver nodded. "Little brother, you're in a good mood. Recently, I've also picked up a few young students like you to go to the Immortal God Temple. They're all seeking success in their studies. Actually, I'll tell you the truth … When it comes to studying, you mostly have to rely on yourself. Even if the Immortal God blesses you, it can only achieve about 10% of the effect. If you don't work hard, what's the use of just relying on the Immortal God's blessing? "
Song Shuhang nodded silently, and his smile became much more sincere.
He liked the phrase 'as young as you'. He admired it very much.
It seemed like it had been a long, long time since someone praised him for being young.
"By the way, Master. What exactly does the Immortal God in the Immortal God Temple look like? "Song Shuhang asked.
"How should I describe it? It's hard to explain. However, the Immortal God statue is like a real immortal! "His master praised.
Song Shuhang smiled and nodded.
An immortal-like statue … Perhaps this time, he wouldn't return empty-handed.
As expected, Senior White was always the most special one.
It seemed like the opportunity to break out of this predicament was Senior White.
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Linyao Village, near the Immortal God Temple.
The driver stopped the car and said, "The car beside the Immortal God Temple can only be parked here. Little brother, you'll need to walk up yourself. Do you see that light? That's the Immortal God Temple. "
Song Shuhang looked into the distance. It was the same location as the temple where Senior White came out of seclusion in his memory.
"Thank you, Master." Song Shuhang paid the fare and got out of the car.
He began to fly towards the Immortal God Temple.
The closer he got to the temple, the more excited he felt.
That's right, it was this temple.
Even the appearance was the same as in his memory. The layout and specifications had not changed.
It was just slightly livelier than he remembered.
The square in front of the temple was brightly lit.
Many people who came to make wishes came in and out.
"Let's go in and take a look first." Song Shuhang tried his best to maintain his calm and suppress the joy in his heart.
After all … the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.
Therefore, he had to remain calm before he saw the Immortal God statue.
Song Shuhang approached the temple station step by step.
The people who came to make wishes lined up.
He obeyed the rules and entered the line according to the order.
Before entering, he bought two more incense sticks.
The Immortal God Temple was filled with incense sticks.
There was still a line of people in front of him, men, women, old, and young. They were chanting.
Song Shuhang quietly raised his head and looked at the statue of the Immortal God.
The next moment, he finally heaved a long sigh of relief.
That's right.
It was this Immortal God statue.
It was the statue of Senior White before she came out of seclusion.
The Immortal God statue had long hair and was making a Dao seal with his hands. It was lifelike.
It was a wonderful work of art.
Song Shuhang's heart couldn't help but speed up … This time, it was pure excitement.
He finally found it!
In that case, Senior White should still be in seclusion in the statue, right?
If there were no external interference, Senior White should officially come out of seclusion at the end of this month, on June 30th.
The crowd of people making wishes slowly moved forward.
It was Song Shuhang's turn.
He clasped his hands together and said softly, "Senior White, I found you."
What was he going to do next?
Senior White, who was in seclusion, couldn't hear the sounds of the outside world at all. Even if his statue was moved away, it wouldn't interrupt his seclusion.
How to summon Senior White was a big problem.
Could it be that he had to wait until the end of the month for Senior White to come out of seclusion?
Song Shuhang looked up at the statue again.
A moment later, he frowned slightly.
When he first saw the statue of Senior White, when he saw the statue, Senior White's real figure would automatically appear in front of his eyes. Her eyes were like stars, her clothes were white like snow, and she was as handsome as a banished immortal.
This time, he didn't have such a feeling.
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