Heavens Myth Management System

Chapter 229 The Wishing Pool

Fu Jiu silently put away these photos, and sneered in his heart, Li Si, oh Li Si, this time you take the initiative to kill yourself, let's see who else can save you!
"Son-in-law, I leave all these to you." The taxi driver said expectantly.

The corner of Fu Jiu's mouth twitched, and he quickly changed the subject: "Master, how old is your daughter?"

The driver suddenly became excited and began to introduce his daughter.

"Let me tell you, my daughter looks so handsome. She is 12 years old this year. Wait a few more years..."

"Wait a minute." Fu Jiu rubbed his ears.

"How old do you say your daughter is?"

The driver smiled: "Hey, I'm [-] this year, and in a few years..."

Fu Jiu confirmed that he heard correctly, and started to have a toothache again. He's only 12 years old, why don't you exaggerate like this!
"Ahem." Fu Jiu coughed twice.

"Master, is there any famous place in Qingshui City? I want to go and see."

The taxi driver smacked his lips in disbelief, thought for a moment and replied: "There was a Dragon King Temple that was quite lively before, but it was a pity that it was destroyed when the black dragon died."

The driver stared at Fu Jiu for a while, and Fu Jiu felt uncomfortable for a while, and it wasn't me who smashed it, so what are you looking at me for?

Suddenly, the uncle driver seemed to have suddenly remembered something, and showed a malicious smile.

"Well, recently Qingshui City has a very famous wishing pool, which is said to be quite effective, why don't you try it?"

An old driver who has been driving for many years would not tell Fu Jiu that his daughter happened to go there with her classmates today. If they met, it could only be called a coincidence, um, yes, it was a coincidence!

Fu Jiu always felt that the old driver's smile was a bit malicious, but he didn't care too much. After all, the driver was just an ordinary person, what threat could he bring?
"Then go and have a look." Fu Jiu didn't care, but the name "Wishing Pool" sounds familiar?

The traffic jam on the way to the Wishing Fountain was so severe that the driver drove for nearly an hour before reaching it.

More than [-]% of the population in the suburbs has moved to the city center, making the already congested places even more congested. The suburbs are empty, but not many people dare to live in them.

Fu Jiu kept everything he saw and heard along the way in his heart, and made arrangements together when he went back.

In the past, there were monsters in the suburbs mainly because the law enforcement team was not manned enough to arrest all the monsters that sneaked in at the first time. However, this problem is not a problem on Fu Jiu's side.

Isn't it high-level monks? The most indispensable thing in mythology is high-level monks. If you randomly pull out a third-level member and put it in the law enforcement team, you will be a captain-level character. What's more, there are already three-level monks in the mythology Nearly a hundred people!
Not only that, even the monks above the fourth rank are about to break through the double digits. With the addition of Jinying's Shui clan power, the above figures may have to be multiplied several times.

After getting out of the car, Fu Jiu refused the driver's "good intentions" to lead the way, and squeezed into the crowd alone, but the driver didn't give up, and kept hanging behind him, Fu Jiu didn't know what his plan was.

After some understanding, Fu Jiu learned that this wishing pool is a place that has only recently become famous in Qingshui City. Less than half a month ago, it was just a nearly deserted Taoist temple. An inconspicuous little pool.

At that time, a few young people threw a few coins into the pool on a whim, and made a small wish, but unexpectedly it came true!
The news spread step by step, and the "Wishing Pool" appeared more and more times, and this Taoist temple also prospered in a short period of time.

The Taoist temple was built at the boundary between the suburbs and the city center, and few people usually come to it. These few days can be regarded as the peak period since the establishment of this Taoist temple, and the incense is much stronger than before.

Walking into the Taoist temple, the walls inside the courtyard were a little dilapidated, but some parts were brand new. It seemed that they had been renovated in a hurry in the past few days. Fu Jiu touched the wall with his fingers, and the cement on it was not yet dry.

The courtyard was very clean, and one could see the hard work of the owner of the Taoist temple. Fu Jiu was a little curious. Could it be that some outside forces had come to Qingshui City?But why has he never heard Li Si mention it?
"Qingshui City has already belonged to us. If someone doesn't know what to do, don't blame me for being polite." Fu Jiu murmured softly.

Not far forward, he saw the so-called "Wishing Pool" as he wished. This wishing pool is facing the gate of the Taoist temple. There are several green lotus in the center of the pool, and a pink flower bone stands proudly in the center of the lotus leaf.

There was already a long queue in front of the wishing fountain. At first glance, there were nearly 500 people waiting. While these people were waiting, they were not idle. Some vendors shuttled among them, selling some expensive box lunches and special snacks. , the tourists asked about the price, secretly cursed "profiteers", and finally bought some honestly.

Come out to play, just to have fun, and don't care about the little money.

Instead of queuing up, Fu Jiu went to a booth to buy three sticks of incense. The booth was set up by the Taoist temple itself, and no one was guarding it. There was only a sign indicating the price, and buyers could get it as long as they put the money in.

The ideological level of the tourists is quite high, at least those who bought incense in front of Fujiu did not renege on their debts.

Those who came here for the first time were dubious about the "god" in the wishing well, although they thought it was not very reliable, but what if it was true?
When people do things, the sky is watching, and there is no need to be missed by the gods just to be greedy for such a small gain.

After Fu Jiu bought the incense, he continued to wander around. This Taoist temple has been around for some years, and the roof is made of high-quality sandalwood. You can smell a faint fragrance as soon as you enter the door.

The person who built this Taoist temple should be very rich, Fu Jiu thought in his heart.

The interior space of the Taoist temple is not large. The most conspicuous thing after entering is the censer filled with incense in the middle of the lobby. The smog above the censer makes the two characters "Heaven and Earth" hanging above the lobby even more mysterious.

"Do you only respect heaven and earth?" Fu Jiu muttered in a low voice.

It's really interesting to disrespect the Sanqing and the gods, but to worship the heaven and the earth. This alone is worth Fu Jiu's admiration for the master of the Taoist temple.

There is no Taoist staff in the lobby, perhaps because he hasn't had time to recruit people yet, Fu Jiu followed the tourists to burn incense, and his heart became more and more curious about the "god" in the wishing pool.

Where Fu Jiu didn't notice, the taxi driver who came with him gathered around a little girl.

Don't get me wrong, this uncle driver doesn't want to get involved yet, this little girl is just his daughter.

I don't know what he ordered, but the little girl's eyes gradually lit up.

On Fu Jiu's side, he found a familiar aura in the Taoist temple, and the fourth-order monks are already quite sensitive to the aura.

The breath here does not refer to the sense of smell or anything, but a special kind of fluctuation emitted by the body, as long as it is someone he knows, he will have some impressions.

(End of this chapter)