I'm wandering in the world

Chapter 15: Night Exploration of the Temple
The motorcycle rumbled along the road at a leisurely pace, making a loud noise that seemed to be enough to blow up the streets, but its speed was only about 40 kilometers per hour.

Chen Qingyuan sat in the back seat and flipped open the visor of his helmet and said, "Abbot, isn't the noise and speed of our car a bit inconsistent? Also, when we arrive later, we might be discovered first..."

He's father blushed and said, "This motorcycle was given to me by Ah Dai's mother. Many parts are old and it is burning oil. It is already very good to be able to run for more than 40 years. Don't worry, we will get off about 700 to 800 meters away from the land temple, and then walk over quietly without being discovered."

I didn't expect that this seemingly serious Mr. He also had his youthful and frivolous moments.

Chen Qingyuan was about to speak.

Father He spoke again, "Boy, you have a very good character and courage. Don't treat me, the abbot, so distant. Let's get closer. I'll call you my brother, and you can call me Brother He!"

Chen Qingyuan was choked for a moment, thinking that this task might require the help of He's father and wife, he said, "Brother He!"

"Hey!"

He's father laughed happily and said, "A-Dai always says that I don't understand young people, but don't you think we get along very well?"

Chen Qingyuan was speechless. Just for the word "brother", is this all?
The journey was not very far. After driving for another seven or eight minutes, he stopped the motorcycle at the intersection of a small alley and said, "We'll be there in about seven or eight hundred meters from here! In order to prevent being caught on the spot, let's put on some makeup..."

make up?

Chen Qingyuan was a little surprised.

He's father chuckled, opened the back of the motorcycle and took out a square box. He opened it and found a complete set of makeup tools neatly arranged inside, including liquid foundation, blush, eye shadow, eyeliner and powder puffs. He said proudly, "Don't be fooled by my big and strong appearance. When Ah Dai's mother went out when she was young, I was the one who put on her makeup. A 100-point face can be made up to at least 200 points after I put it on!"

He really loved A'dai's mother. After being out for a while, he mentioned A'dai's mother twice in just a few words.

Chen Qingyuan closed his eyes and said, "Come on! Just be natural, don't be too exaggerated."

After fifteen minutes of writing, He's father nodded with satisfaction and said, "Look at the effect!" He placed a small round mirror in front of Chen Qingyuan.

"This……"

Chen Qingyuan opened his eyes in surprise. This He Dad was really good at makeup. It was clearly his face, but through the use of makeup to deepen and brighten the face, as well as the eyeliner, he almost didn't recognize himself.

"Brother He, I want to learn this!"

It really deserves to be one of the evil arts in Asia. If you master it, you can use a "mask" to show others anything you do in the future. It's so convenient...

Father He was in a good mood after getting Chen Qingyuan's approval: "Okay, anytime as long as I have time. Look, I will start to put on makeup for myself now. First, I will clean my face a little, cover the blemishes on a large area, and apply liquid foundation..." He put on makeup for himself very quickly and was very familiar with it. Soon, the uncle in his forties became a man in his early thirties.

OK OK.

Putting makeup on yourself is exquisite!
Chen Qingyuan subconsciously touched his face: "Then let's go?"

Both of them were wearing everyday clothes, and He's father's appearance had changed a lot. Unless you looked closely, it would be difficult to associate him with the abbot of Wanying Palace.

This small town was very quiet at night, and people seemed to go to bed early. I walked seven or eight hundred meters without encountering anyone. Chen Qingyuan followed He's father and felt the warmth in his chest. He reached out and touched it. The Bagua pendant given by Master Yue Hua was emitting heat, which meant that he was approaching something abnormal.

Seeing that He's father didn't seem to feel anything, he lowered his voice and said, "Brother He, don't you notice anything wrong?"

He's father was stunned: "What's wrong? It's right. If it's an evil temple, the closer we get, the more uncomfortable we will feel. Do you still want to soak in the hot spring comfortably?"

Chen Qingyuan suddenly felt his cerebellum atrophy, and it suddenly made sense.

The temperature of the Bagua Jade Talisman rose.

He's father tiptoed to a wall and said, "There are sounds of prayers and chanting!"

Chen Qingyuan pricked up his ears and listened. Sure enough, there were sounds, and there were many people!
He's father's expression began to become serious: "Before we go in, let me repeat, our goal tonight is to explore the Yin Temple. It would be best if we are not discovered. If we are discovered, don't fight, just run outside!"

Chen Qingyuan nodded: "Does that include abandoning you?"

He's father was startled and said, "You can do it when it's absolutely necessary..."

As the two walked slowly forward, the sounds of prayers and chanting became stronger and stronger. This was a narrow alley, and the walls were covered with all kinds of messy words and patterns written in red paint. As they continued to walk forward, the words on the walls gradually turned into various requests, such as: "Let me make a fortune" and "God, make me famous!"

Finally we arrived at a temple, which was our destination.

It was a typical temple of the God of Land. At this time, the light was dim in the middle of the night. On both sides of the old temple gate were written the words "whatever you ask for will be answered". Above the door was a wooden board that was about to rot due to the wind and sun. There were three words written on it: 卐應宫! The voice they heard just now came from here.

Father He gave Chen Qingyuan a reassuring gesture and walked inside as if nothing had happened.

A man in plain clothes with a haggard face came towards them. He looked at He's father and Chen Qingyuan indifferently and asked, "What do you want to do in Wanying Palace?"

The corner of He's father's eyes twitched slightly. The lines for entering the temple were exactly the same as those in Wanying Palace!
Chen Qingyuan reached out and gently patted He's father's shoulder, and said with a tired look on his face: "My uncle lost a lot of money in overseas business, and all the debts are on him. I heard that the immortals here are very effective. I hope the immortals can send down their magic power to help my uncle resolve this disaster..."

The man glanced at He's father and saw that he looked trance-like. He nodded and said, "The Immortal has many followers. If you want to avert disaster, you have to make an appointment and queue up. Today, the Saint is holding a blessing ceremony. You can tell the Immortal your request. Now go in and observe the rules."

He led the two men across the courtyard and into the temple.

As you enter the temple, you can see a bright red painting hanging on the front wall. There are things hanging on both sides. There is a shrine on the table behind the incense table below. It is covered by a small cloth curtain, so you can't see what the statue looks like.

There were seven or eight long cushions on the ground in front of the incense table, with more than twenty people kneeling on them, muttering something. They made sword fingers with their left and right hands and then put their hands together, touching the index and middle fingers of their left and right hands together, and the second joints of their ring fingers and little fingers together, forming a big handprint, with fanatical looks on their faces.

Chen Qingyuan and He's father had just knelt down in the corner when there was a sudden commotion at the scene. A man in soap-colored clothes shouted, "Welcome the Immortal!"

Several people came outside. A woman in plain clothes with a veil on her head walked slowly towards them with her hands making seals and her fingers pointing to the sky. Suddenly, a cold wind rushed in from outside through the door, and Chen Qingyuan felt a chill all over his body.

(End of this chapter)