Chapter 166 Guandi Temple on a rainy night
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the speed at which the carriage was moving made the raindrops more like bullets, making the carriage crackle.
The coachman kept his head down as much as possible and used his raincoat as a shield. Even so, the rainwater still poured down his face non-stop.
Uncle Ming took out a cigarette from his pocket and was about to put it into his mouth when he remembered that the carriage, which was covered by awnings, was a nearly airtight space at the moment.
So he had to put the cigarette back, wiped his hands and looked at Yin Xiu.
"Baizai, you are now prosperous. You have hired a large carriage with four camels. Even the governor only travels with two camels."
As he spoke, through the sound of rain and water, the heavy breathing of the camel came into the carriage.
These camels have been genetically modified and selectively bred to have a head like a horse, a body like a cow, and wide hooves like a camel. If fed a meal of fodder and water, they can go without water and eat grass for a week even if they travel long distances in the desert. .
They can run as fast as a horse, are as strong as a buffalo, have the physical strength of a mule, and have the endurance of a camel. As long as it is not a delicate field, such as horse racing or fighting, they can do almost anything.
Therefore, not only in arid West Asia and North Africa, there are also a large number of such animals in the humid and rainy Hong Kong Island and Dunling, which are used as means of transportation.
Yin Xiu sat on the other side, leaning half of her body, looking out through the little gap in the window from time to time. In the wind and rain, there seemed to be a pair of people staring at the carriage without moving.
After coming back to her senses, Yin Xiu knocked on the coffin placed in the middle.
"It's not just for transporting this thing. If I find a smaller car and it protrudes a little, wouldn't others be shocked when they see such a big coffin running on the road?"
Uncle Ming nodded and looked at the coffin solemnly. The thick paint on it seemed to have not yet solidified and was showing oil spots.
"Can this thing be hidden from those people's eyes?"
Yin Xiu, however, had a relaxed look on his face, "This was custom-made in Temple Street at a huge price. It was made by a few masters who didn't sleep for two days and two nights. They don't supply the paintings of Tang Yin and Zheng Banqiao in the capital." , where can foreigners collect them?”
Seeing what he said, Uncle Ming didn't say much and just nodded.
After all, this plan was planned by Yin Xiu from beginning to end, and he was the one who implemented it. He was just watching. In this case, all he could do was cooperate as much as possible.
"Anyway, those eyeliners are so far away, so they shouldn't be able to see anything. Besides, the most important thing is what's inside. They only care about what's inside. Why don't they care too much about the coffin."
"hope so."
"Anyway, I won't let them get close to this thing before they see Brother Xiong, let alone open the coffin and take a look."
Yin Xiu took out the wine bottle from his pocket and took a sip. After the wine entered his body, his body gradually warmed up.
Although it is summer, the heavy rain can't help but make people's hands and feet feel cold and numb.
Uncle Ming took the wine bottle and didn't drink it. Instead, he poured a little into his palm, rubbed his hands and neck, and a light red appeared on his skin.
"I see that you are not in very good spirits today. Did you go out last night?"
Yin Xiu shook his head, "What time has it been? How dare you go out and get out? It's too late to do those happy things after we rescue Brother Xiong."
He opened his mouth and swallowed a mouthful of cold air, and continued: "I had a big bowl of rice last night, including wine and meat. I went to bed early, but I kept dreaming and couldn't sleep well."
"Oh?"
As if chatting, Uncle Ming also asked nonchalantly: "What did you dream about? Why don't you go to Lanpo Bridge to ask Mi Po some other time?" "It's not an enemy creditor, but for some reason I always see a white shadow. , long strips, sometimes bigger and sometimes smaller, I couldn’t see anything clearly, whether it was a human or a ghost, it lasted for several days.”
Yin Xiu loosened his collar with some annoyance and did not continue the topic.
Just as the two fell into silence, the carriage gradually slowed down and stopped at the side of the road. The original strong wind and rain suddenly stopped, and the only sound left in their ears was the patter of rain.
The rain was still heavy, but as long as I wasn't running too fast, it didn't seem that harsh.
The driver opened the awning. There was a pair of daggers on his bearded face, his facial features were straight, and his breath was long and steady.
He wiped the rain off his face, nodded to the two of them and said, "Guandi Temple has arrived."
After that, he didn't care what the two people's reactions were, and got out of the car. He took out two black umbrellas from the side of the car, opened them and held them aside, waiting for the two of them to get off.
The first one to come out was Yin Xiu. He poked half of his face out and looked around. After finding nothing strange, he took the umbrella, jumped out and stood on the left side of the carriage.
Uncle Ming followed closely behind and landed on the right side of the carriage. The two of them guarded the carriage on the left and right in the middle.
And the driver, after handing over the umbrella, walked silently to the back of the car, keeping a distance from the two of them, as if he was only responsible for delivering the two of them here, and the rest had nothing to do with him.
In recent years, with the rise of major associations, Guandi Temple, a building symbolizing loyalty and wealth, has sprung up in various districts.
Guan Erye, people on the street worship him, and the patrolmen in the police station also worship him. Even those foreigners also follow the local customs. On the 15th of each month, a plate of white-cut chicken is placed and three pillars of fragrance are offered.
Therefore, Guandi temples in various districts are full of incense and people come and go.
But if someone tells you "go to the Guandi Temple" without adding a place name, then he must be referring to the Guandi Temple on Hollywood Road.
It is located in Central, on the first street built since the opening of Hong Kong Island, and the surrounding area is very prosperous and lively.
Perhaps it is also because of this good location. It is said that Guan Erye here is very effective.
There is a saying that goes like this: if you want a son, go to Hongde Temple; if you want peace, go to Guandi Temple.
It was raining heavily now, and it was already getting late. Even the temple ministers who were guarding the temple packed their things and went home to rest early. There was silence all around.
Uncle Ming held an umbrella and was still wearing the old nightgown.
He has no respect for Qin Tianjian, so he doesn't need to dress up specially.
But now, standing in the rain, his nightgown could not withstand the cold air, causing his skin to feel a little chilly.
After rummaging around, Uncle Ming took out a cigarette, lit it and took a puff, then he felt a little warmer.
"This damn weather, can it be so cold in summer?"
As if in response to him, there was a loud sneeze in the distance, like thunder.
Seeing this, Uncle Ming took another deep puff, then threw the cigarette out of the umbrella and stared straight ahead.
Yuan Tianwang and Li Chunyang also walked over holding umbrellas.
(End of this chapter)