Chapter 303 Doubts abound "The temple keeper still remembers me..." The girl raised her head shyly, and what she said was totally unrelated to what Jiang Lin said. It was obvious that this young lady was not interested in fortune-telling at all. "Next person……" Jiang Lin sighed helplessly and put down the stick in his hand. The girl obviously didn't want to leave, but was squeezed out by another young lady who was already eager to try in the queue behind her. "My slave family is also considered a marriage." The new lady who sat down was a bit plump, with a shy smile on her blessed little round face. She was wearing a chest-length skirt, and the bow tied with a ribbon was propped up high, as if it was about to fly. Jiang Lin took the stick from the young lady's hand and looked up at her face. Huh? A rare new face. Jiang Lin has been working as a priest in the Goddess Temple for half a month. Even if the ladies who often come here don't deliberately remember him, they will have an impression of him.

The person in front of you is visiting the Goddess Temple for the first time. "Jiang Miaozhu, this is my best friend, but she rarely goes out, so you have to calculate the money carefully." Behind the little round-faced man was a familiar face that Jiang Lin recognized. The man was holding the little round-faced man's shoulders and talking with a smile. Jiang Lin smiled and nodded, picked up the stick in his hand and glanced at the little round face again. 'Um? ' Suddenly, Jiang Lin's expression changed. He looked at the stick in his hand, then at the little round face in front of him. He kept staring at her these times. Although he knew she was reading her face, it still made Xiaoyuan's face turn as red as a tomato. After Jiang Lin finished reading this time, he put down the stick in his hand and said with a smile: "The believer is already married, Shannu and Wenkui, they complement each other, why bother asking more questions?" Hearing this, the little round-faced girl was stunned and subconsciously looked at her best friend behind her. you said? My bestie shook her head and said with a smile, "I told you that Jiang Miao's prayers are very effective. Who can you blame if you don't listen?" After that, the friend curled her lips and said, "But he is not a top scholar, just a juren, and he is much older than him." "And, still a" "Xiaoya..." The little round-faced girl blinked helplessly, stood up, bowed and said, "My bestie is making a fool of herself and making the temple keeper laugh. I won't disturb the temple keeper." "Please feel free to help yourself, believers." Jiang Lin smiled and nodded, and the little round-faced girl turned around and left with her best friend. "A believer." At this moment, Jiang Lin suddenly called out to Little Round Face. Facing the other party's somewhat puzzled look, Jiang Lin smiled and said, "If the believer has nothing to do, why not stay in the Goddess Temple for a while, maybe you can gain something?"

The little round-faced boy was stunned for a moment when he heard this, but still nodded. It’s not because of what Jiang Lin said, but because it was Jiang Lin who said it. Well, this is a world where appearance matters. Jiang Lin smiled, withdrew his gaze, and began to receive the next pilgrim. Time quickly passed from noon to evening. Xiao Yuanlian and her bestie watched as the number of pilgrims at the Goddess Temple decreased. In this era, walking at night is a very dangerous thing. Not only are there various wild beasts, but the more terrifying thing is humans. Although Xiao Yuanlian and her bestie were both from wealthy and powerful families and had several bodyguards with them, they were still a little nervous as they saw the night was about to fall. "Xiaoya, it's almost night. If you don't go back now, I'm afraid Aye will urge you to leave." The little round-faced boy whispered. "Wait a little longer. Temple Master Jiang must have a reason for asking you to wait." Xiaoya, however, believed in Jiang Miaozhu very much and had a firm look on her face, as if she was the most loyal believer of the Goddess Temple. In fact, it is just the belief of those who love beauty. "Ugh……" The little round-faced girl shook her head helplessly, and glanced around casually, only to see a familiar yet unfamiliar figure. "That is……" "Ok?" Xiaoya looked over and her eyes widened immediately: "Isn't this your engaged fiancé? I remember his name was... Liu Yanchang?" The little round-faced girl nodded silently and tried to dodge subconsciously. A woman is not allowed to see her fiancé before she gets married, especially since her wedding is this month. The reason why she recognized Liu Yanchang was because she had met him once before. Given her family background, strictly speaking, she was marrying down. "Wait, something's wrong." Xiaoya suddenly narrowed her eyes and said, "Your fiancé seems to have been beaten?" The little round-faced man was stunned when he heard this. He didn't bother to avoid it and looked over. He saw that Liu Yanchang was in disheveled clothes, with bruises all over his face, and he walked with unsteady steps. Obviously, he was beaten, and it was not a light beating. "Who is so bold as to hit a scholar?" Xiao Yuanlian was a little surprised. She naturally had no feelings for her fiancé, and could even say she disliked him. After all, the age gap was too big. She was sixteen, and Liu Yanchang was almost thirty. But it was her parents' order, and she couldn't resist. In this era, most people married first and fell in love later. In her father's eyes, being an "old man" in his twenties was somewhat shameful, but a juren in his twenties had a bright future.

But the surprise was real. After all, he was a juren, and the rule that doctors should not be punished could also be applied to juren. "Wouldn't it be better to ask?" Xiaoya walked over in a hurry and shouted, "Mr. Liu! What's wrong with you?" Liu Yanchang was walking with his head down when he suddenly heard someone calling him. He looked up and saw Xiaoyuanlian and Xiaoya. He subconsciously tried to cover his face with his sleeves, but was immediately stopped by the fierce Xiaoya. He frowned and said, "What happened to you? Why were you beaten so badly? If you have any grievances, we can help you." After all, he is her best friend's fiancé. She may look down on him, but he is still half her family member. What's more, if he is beaten unjustly, it will not look good for her best friend. "nothing……" Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Liu Yanchang saluted stiffly and said, "Greetings, Lady Chen Twelve." Xiaoyuanlian is the eldest in the family, and Xiaoya is the twelfth, so they are called this. "Hello, my dear." After returning the greeting, the little round-faced girl said in a deep voice, "If you have been wronged, please speak to me. Even if I cannot make the decision, I can still ask you to seek justice for me." In her opinion, Liu Yanchang must have been oppressed and had no way to sue the authorities, so he came to the Goddess Temple to tell his grievances to the gods and relieve his own boredom. If this is really the case, she can't just ignore it. Regardless of anything else, the first thing she has to consider is Aye's face. It is ridiculous that after his future son-in-law was beaten, he could only ask the gods for redress. Wait, is this why the temple keeper asked me to wait here? What does it mean to gain something? Little Round Face was thinking in his mind, but he heard Liu Yanchang's voice in his ears. "I was beaten by the county magistrate." "what?" Xiaoya was stunned for a moment, then angrily asked, "Who is the magistrate of Huashan County? The emperor has issued a clear decree that no doctor shall be punished. How dare he disobey it?" Liu Yanchang became more embarrassed after hearing this, and his face looked like pickled eggplant. But he still said: "My son, I have been deprived of my title of Juren, and now... I am a commoner..." "Huh? Really?" Xiaoya's first reaction was surprise, and then she subconsciously looked at the little round face. The corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up into a smile. Doesn't this mean that her best friend doesn't have to marry an old man? A man who is almost thirty years old and has never been married, without the halo of a juren, is just an ordinary old man. Moreover, since he had been deprived of his honors and was also punished, it was proven that he was morally deficient and it was obviously impossible to continue the engagement. But immediately, she came to her senses and put away the smile on her face. Not suitable. Not suitable.

Xiaoya looked at Liu Yanchang somewhat awkwardly, and Liu Yanchang's expression became increasingly ugly. Finally, he bowed silently and limped towards the Goddess Temple where there were no pilgrims. "Xiaoya, come with me and ask Aye." The little round-faced girl frowned and said, "This is a little too sudden. Could it be that someone is targeting Aye?" Of course, she didn't care much about Liu Yanchang. Her first reaction was, could this be the work of her father's political enemies? "Okay." Xiaoya didn't ask any more questions, and the two of them hurried away under the protection of the guards. On the other side, Liu Yanchang raised his eyes and looked towards the Temple of the Goddess in front of him. He staggered to the gate, only to see it was about to close. "Wait a minute!" Liu Yanchang shouted anxiously, and the door that was slowly closing stopped, and a handsome Taoist in a black Taoist robe walked out. There is no need to elaborate on the Taoist's grace and demeanor. After just one glance, Liu Yanchang subconsciously lowered his head. "Dear believer, the temple is closed now. If you want to burn incense, please come back tomorrow." Jiang Lin looked at Liu Yanchang in front of him with a smile, pretending not to know him. "Just give me a stick of incense." Liu Yanchang spoke urgently, his hand already against the door. "Only one stick of incense." Jiang Lin pretended to think about it, then turned around and left the door. Liu Yanchang breathed a sigh of relief and asked casually, "Who is the Taoist priest?" "I, Jiang Xuanying, am honored to be the priest of the Goddess Temple." Jiang Lin said with a smile. At the same time, he took out three incense sticks, handed them to Liu Yanchang, and said, "Please, believer." "I often came to the Goddess Temple before, why have I never seen the Taoist priest?" Liu Yanchang asked with a puzzling tone. "I came here half a month ago. To be honest, the goddess here has a history with my master, so she sent me here to gain experience." Jiang Lin still smiled and answered every question. Half a month ago... Master... had an old... The three key words made Liu Yanchang stunned, and then he asked subconsciously: "Half a month ago, I met a Taoist priest in green clothes and short beard. He said he was a Qi cultivator from Magu Mountain. May I ask..." "It's the master."

Jiang Lin nodded again. Liu Yanchang's breathing stagnated, and an inexplicable sourness surged in his heart. He prayed for dozens of days, day after day, wandering around the goddess' temple, hoping to see the goddess again, but to no avail. The Taoist in green was not only able to meet the goddess without any obstacles, but he also left his disciples here to serve the goddess. This is simply... The obvious sense of gap made Liu Yanchang feel lost and bitter. What's more, the title of Juren, which he was so proud of, had been taken away from him. Not only did it come extremely suddenly, but it was like nitpicking, listing out several of my crimes. After being tortured, it took me ten days to recover before I could walk. Liu Yanchang stood in front of the statue of the Huashan Goddess, holding three incense sticks, but did not worship, just stood there. "Goddess, I have nothing now, and I only have my true heart to present to you. I hope you will have pity on me and take the time to see me." Liu Yanchang spoke softly, but in this extremely quiet Goddess Temple, his words naturally reached Jiang Lin's ears. He really wanted Jiang Lin to ask him why he said such a thing. In this way, he could tell the story of having met the goddess and regain a little face. Liu Yanchang knew clearly that he was just being mad at himself and that the other person didn't care at all, but he still wanted to do it. But the Taoist priest, whose demeanor was no less impressive than that of his master, did not have any intention of asking any questions. He just stood there with a smile on his face. This made Liu Yanchang feel even more disappointed. He looked at the statue in front of him with hope, but until the incense in his hand had burned out, the statue still did not move. Jiang Lin had a smile on his face, but he was sneering in his heart. I have learned a lot, I have really learned a lot. On the one hand, he did not refuse the offer of a son-in-law from someone else's list, and on the other hand, he acted affectionately here. It's amazing. Now that I have lost my title of Juren, this is my only lifeline. Pretentious. This is Jiang Lin’s evaluation. "Believers, the time for one stick of incense has come." Liu Yanchang heard Jiang Lin's voice and subconsciously put on an official air, saying, "Stop arguing. Give me another stick of incense." After saying that, he came to his senses, but he couldn't take back what he had said because of his face. 'Snapped! ' A loud slap was heard, and Liu Yanchang was slapped like a top, spinning twice in the air before landing on the ground.

He lay on the ground in a daze, his eyes unfocused, obviously stunned by the beating. "Give you face?" Jiang Lin slowly withdrew his hand and said calmly: "I thought you would repent and never come to the Goddess Temple to offend others again, but I didn't expect..." "Be bold!" Liu Yanchang struggled to get up and roared, "How dare you hit a scholar!" "The emperor and the Taoist priests have all been beheaded, what else is missing?" Jiang Lin smiled and said, "Besides, are you still a juren?" With just one sentence, Liu Yanchang became boneless mud and collapsed to the ground. He just struggled to raise his head and look at the statue in front of him. "Goddess...I am like this, and you still won't see me?" "Don't you know my affection for you?" He muttered miserably to himself. But immediately, his body fell down suddenly. Jiang Lin grabbed the back of his collar and dragged him directly outside the Goddess Temple. Liu Yanchang struggled to look up, only to see that the Taoist priest who was looking down at him had a pair of eyes that had turned into pure black at some point. The dark light made him feel as if he had fallen into an icy cave. He froze completely and dared not move at all. "Blaspheming the goddess, having false thoughts, disturbing the gods, do you know what this crime is?" Jiang Lin's voice seemed to be fished out of ice, making Liu Yanchang feel cold all over. "I...I just..." Liu Yanchang opened his mouth, but was interrupted by those cold, dark eyes. "And are you sure this is what you really think?" Jiang Lin pushed the Fengdu Dharma Eye to its extreme, staring at any fluctuations in the depths of Liu Yanchang's soul. "You really fell in love with the goddess at first sight, and because of this illusory so-called affection, you abandoned everything else?" "Of course I..." Liu Yanchang opened his mouth subconsciously, but was immediately stuck. It's like a robot with a bug in its program, and the whole person has lost the spirituality that a human should have. Jiang Lin frowned, because under the Fengdu Dharma Eye, Liu Yanchang's soul did not have any strange fluctuations, just an ordinary mortal soul... From the moment Jiang Lin discovered that the little round-faced girl was Liu Yanchang's fiancée, he had been prepared.

At the same time, Jiang Lin had already seen that Liu Yanchang, who was deprived of his title of Juren, was heading towards the Goddess Temple, so Jiang Lin was waiting here with his little round face. When I was at my lowest point, I bumped into the person I least wanted to see... Then, step by step, he broke down Liu Yanchang's defenses. When his mind was lost, nothing should have been hidden in front of Fengdu's Dharma Eye. If Liu Yanchang was a normal person, it is impossible for him to be so obsessed with a god and disregard everything for it just because he had seen a god once. This is definitely not normal. But now, Liu Yanchang's soul did not have any fluctuations... where is the problem? Jiang Lin was very sure that there must be something wrong with Liu Yanchang, and it must be in his soul. But what kind of method could be used that even the Fengdu Dharma Eyes could not see any clues? Transform the soul without any flaws... Who is it? (End of this chapter)