The stronger the strength, the more difficult it is to start. Little people have the way of life of little people.
When Zhang Ying said that he was from the Man family, the guards of the Vanilla Temple did not believe it. First of all, he is not wearing the special clothes of Vanilla Manjia, nor does he have the special family emblem of Manjia.
Furthermore, Zhang Ying doesn't feel like a slave. The strength is high, and the temperament reflected will be different. People have two different temperaments when they are poor and when they are rich, even though they are the same person.
That's what it means to stand out from the crowd.
The guards stopped Zhang Ying and told the news to the saintess Manyingying in the temple. Man Yingying is this year's saint, the eldest daughter of the Man family.
And that stocky little girl is her younger sister, the second daughter of the Man family, Manmanman.
The Man family is the family of Zigu, the god of vanilla, and the Man family has produced more than 50 grand priests and more than 130 priests. In addition, there are countless governors, hall guests and other positions.
Man Yingying is this year's saint, and when Manman grows up, she will be a certain saint.
At this time in the temple, Man Yingying was talking with her coquettish younger sister. The little girl hugged her sister, and she missed her sister very much after not seeing her for a few days.
Man Yingying listened to her words, and then said to the maid outside: "Notify the family, just say that my sister is here, and let them pick her up in a few days."
The maid left after answering. She was also a family member brought by Man Yingying from home.
Not long after, the guard told Man Yingying about intercepting Zhang Ying outside, and Man Yingying nodded, expressing that she knew about it.
On the other side, Zhang Ying left after being stopped by the guards. There's nothing I can do tonight, I'm guessing I'll have to sleep on the street overnight.
However, even if you want to spend the night on the street, you need to find a good place to stay overnight. At least you can see the starry sky above your head, accompanied by the breeze and bright moon.
After looking at it, only the highest temple in the city can meet Zhang Ying's wishes. Just wait until nightfall, and then sneak up to the roof
Gradually, the sky gradually dimmed. Contrary to what Zhang Ying imagined, at nightfall, everyone should go to bed after dinner and some indescribable exercise.
But in this city, things don't seem to be that simple.
The lanterns in the streets and alleys were lit up, and the red flames illuminated the streets. Indeed, as Zhang Ying thought, people who worked hard all day went home, but what Zhang Ying didn't expect was that people who had slept all day also started to go out for activities.
What's more, there are quite a few people who are nocturnal and nocturnal!
They are not young ladies in special industries, but serious and serious people. Some temples that were quiet during the day also began to open their gates, and some people began to enter and exit such temples.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Ying suddenly thought of it. There are people in this world who are active at night!
There are gods during the day, and there are gods at night at night. Those who believe in the gods of the day are active during the day, and those who believe in the gods of the night are active at night.
This kind of distinction is clear, but there is still a trace of harmony.
It's night, people who have slept for a day wake up late, and start a day's activities. They went to have dinner first, and then started their respective work. Some entered the freight yard, some came to the field, and some worshiped gods. It seems like people in the daytime.
Zhang Ying, who wanted to secretly find a place to sleep, naturally couldn't climb over the wall in broad daylight. He could only sit on the side of the street in a daze again.
He observed it for a while, and it seemed that only people with lanterns were nocturnal, and temples with lanterns were only open at night. Some shops turned off their lanterns during the day, but still lit their lanterns at night, as if they did not close their doors. It's a business, but the people inside have changed a lot.
Zhang Ying sat on the side of the street and watched all this. Sure enough, the customs of the other world are different.
Just at this time, an old man came to his side. The old man was holding a large bag of things in his hand, and seemed to be tired from walking, so he sat down beside Zhang Ying.
Seeing a serious person coming to rest, Zhang Ying planned to give up his "geomantic treasure land".
Before he stood up, the old man said flatly, "Nowhere to go?"
Zhang Ying was taken aback, pointed to herself and said, "Are you talking to me?"
The old man nodded and said: "If there is no third person here, I will tell you."
Zhang Ying didn't stand up, but asked, "How do you know I have nowhere to go?"
The old man continuesThe Crescent Goddess is a neutral deity, neither good nor evil. One advantage of this kind of god is that there is less trouble, but the disadvantage is also obvious, that is, there is not much help from other gods.
Old man Le continued: "If you want to join the goddess, just tell me."
Zhang Ying hesitated for a moment, he had the magic spell of Lord Baihuxing on his body, which could prevent people below the immortal from peeping. In this way, they can also pretend to be ordinary people to accept the belief without being discovered by the gods.
But this ability should be used on a better target. The Goddess of the Crescent Moon is not a powerful deity. Zhang Ying's better choice is to join a stronger sect. Only the ancient gods of that sect may drop Yuanshen fragments .
It¡¯s just that after thinking about it, it is even more difficult to join that kind of sect. The development of believers in this world generally starts at a young age. For a confused person like Zhang Ying, there are many rules for joining other sects. For example, one of them is to do chores in the temple for four years.
Zhang Ying doesn't care about this, it's just four years. But the point is, Zhang Ying can't even touch the temple now! He is not a real native, and has the endorsement of his family or other people to let her go to the temple as a lost person to work.
He is now a smuggled immigrant with no identity, and it is almost impossible to enter the big sect through formal channels.
And now the old man Le's invitation seems to be a way to clean up. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com