When Zhao Ran knew that he was included as a layman in the fireworks by Wujiyuan, he couldn't help but burst into tears. He didn't know what Chu Yangcheng had told Wujiyuan before leaving, but Wujiyuan took it for Chu Yangcheng's sake, which was a fact that Wujiyuan didn't need to think about. Perhaps in Chu Yangcheng's opinion, this was a completely insignificant little thing, but for Zhao Ran, it was a major opportunity in his life.

He couldn't help but sigh in secret that he had a good life. If he could meet a noble person like Chu Yangcheng, was this the legendary protagonist halo? At the same time, he couldn't help but secretly glad that if he had been on Qingping Mountain that day and charged forward with a knife, how could he have had such an encounter today? I'm afraid he would have been buried by a pit long ago. No, maybe there wasn't even a pit!

In the Dian Zao house, Zhang Dian Zao lived behind the desk, unfolded a page of yellow paper, looked at Zhao Ran in front of him respectfully, and said expressionlessly: "Zhao Sanlang, the birth date of the eleventh year of Zhengde, Sichuan Chengxuan, a person from Zhaozhuang, Shiquan County, Long'an Prefecture, the third-generation ancestor was Heng, the chief clerk of Qinghe County, Shandong Province, the uncle, the uncle was An, and was once a lay Buddhist in Jingmingyuan, Shiquan County - well, it was also considered innocent... In the seventh year of school, he was excellent in his studies - well, he was also considered to be ambitious..."

Zhao Ran lowered his head, and in a trance, he felt like he was attending an interview when he had just graduated in his previous life. But the difference was that this time he faced Zhang Dianzao, one of the eight deacons of Wujiyuan, he felt a lot of pressure because Zhang Dianzao showed him the powerful strength of Wujiyuan. In just seven days, all his resume was written on this yellow paper, including many things that he himself didn't know.

After Zhang Dian finished reciting, he stared at Zhao Ran silently for a long time. Until Zhao Ran became more respectful, he nodded and said, "Want to enter Wujiyuan as a lay Buddhist?"

"yes."

"A lifetime, can you accept the Taoist sect?"

"yes."

"So, let's get it."

Zhao Ran stepped forward, dipped ink into the red clay stamp box on the table, and pressed his thumb hard on the end of the yellow paper... At this moment, he suddenly felt like he was selling himself.

Zhang Dianzao collected yellow paper, stuffed it into a pile of documents, took another volume of this article, turned it to a blank area, picked up a pen and copied Zhao Ran's name. When he closed the volume, Zhao Ran saw that the cover was written as "Lapish Master Book".

Zhao Ran let out a long sigh. The so-called lay Buddhist is not the body of a Taoist priest. According to Zhao Ran's understanding, he is a "no-staff member". But even if he is a "no-staff", it is the identity that countless people dream of. The lay Buddhists are divided into the lay Buddhists of Huogong and lay Buddhists, and Zhao Ran is now a lay Buddhist. As for lay Buddhists, they are all donated large sums of money, and they can rely on the power of Taoist sect without having to work.

After completing the procedures, Zhao Ran took the note issued by Zhang Dianzao to the warehouse. The deacon in the warehouse was not there, and the person in charge of the warehouse was Liu Kutou. Liu Kutou was pushing Paijiu with several Taoists. He collected the note and threw a package on Zhao Ran's face. He sat down and stared at the card in his hand, flipped it nervously, and his shiny forehead was covered with sweat beads.

This scene surprised Zhao Ran. He was embarrassed to disturb Liu Kutou's interest and left the warehouse with the package.

According to the previous life, Zhao Ran was assigned to a dormitory. As one of the eight major rooms in the Taoist temple, it is actually the largest department in the Taoist temple. Among all the "Five Lords and Eighteen Heads" in Wujiyuan, there are "eight heads" belonging to the dormitory, including water heads, fire heads, rice heads, vegetable heads, grinding heads, groove heads, clean heads and crocodile heads. As the name suggests, the dormitory is in charge of all the daily life matters in the yard.

What are the rules for new firework laymen? New firework laymen swept the dormitory for one year as usual, and they can only change shifts until the next batch of new recruits arrive. This is the rule, not only the rules of Wujiyuan, but also the rules of the Taoist sect in the world.

Therefore, Zhao Ran's first position after entering Wujiyuan was to sweep the house.

The head of the head was Zhou Zhixiu. It was not until he introduced the content of the sweeping to Zhao Ran listlessly that Zhao Ran understood what he was going to do. He opened his mouth wide and did not close for a long time. Then, while Zhou Tang's head waved his hand impatiently, he turned around and walked towards the house that he had allocated to him.

The so-called "博" is the toilet. Sweeping the toilet is naturally the toilet. Don't blame Zhao Ran for not being educated. He had a total of twenty-three years of school education in his previous life and this life. He had never seen such a strange word! Zhao Ran, who knew this word for the first time, hated this word very much at this moment.

I am a department-level cadre after all, okay? Why did I come to sweep the toilet?

Zhao Ran was completely unable to accept his new profession in a short period of time, and could not help but feel sad. He walked into his house with sorrow and staggered, and fell head-on on the bed.

"Ouch" a scream woke Zhao Ran up, who was restless. There was someone sleeping heavily while he was lying down! This guy turned around and stared at Zhao Ran: "I said, can't you have a little eyes?"

Zhao Ran took a lot of effort to see anger from the other party's small eyes as big as mung beans, and hurriedly bowed: "This senior brother..."

The other party's little eyes rolled on Zhao Ran a few times and asked, "Is it new?"

Zhao Ran nodded: "Yes, I just entered the hospital today, senior brother..."

The other party waved his hand and interrupted: "Don't call me senior brother, I can't afford it, I won't be laughed at when I go out."

Zhao Ran was stunned. Just when he was not sure about his intention, a bedding suddenly opened in the corner of the bed, and a triangular head was poked out: "You can only be called a brother after receiving the certificate of decree. Don't overthrow it." After that, Triangular head shrank back.

Zhao Ran was stunned for a moment - I feel that there is someone else on this bed!

"Sorry, I thought it was my own house, but I got it in the wrong place..."

The one with the small eyes of Mung Bean sneered: "Ha, your own house? This brother, don't be crazy about it, and just make do with it!"

The quilt at the corner explained: "Only by the manager can you have your own house."

Mung bean's little eyes pressed the bed to the west and whispered: "Brother Tai's surname is Zhao? I heard that, you sleep on that end. The bedding is the new match of Curry. Go to bed quickly, you're so sleepy!" After that, he fell down and lay down again.

Zhao Ran was stunned for a moment, and fumbled to climb to the east end of the bed, put the package in the corner of the wall, pulled the quilt and covered it on his body. Just as he was about to close his eyes, he suddenly sat up again and patted his forehead, thinking that he was really stupid, what would he sleep in broad daylight?

He climbed out of bed again, stepped on his shoes, tiptoed out of the house, closed the door, sat on the stone steps at the door, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

This is a small courtyard with three bedrooms and one wall. The wing room to the east is a house with small eyes and green beans and triangular heads. The north and west rooms are unknown who live in. There are no one at this moment. In the middle of the small courtyard are several bushes and flowers and plants. No one seems to have taken care of, and they are sparsely grown. In addition, there is a small room between the west rooms and the walls.

It was just now (Zhao Ran calculated that it was about 3 or 4 pm with his toes), and he didn't know what the two brothers had to sleep in on such a sunny and daytime afternoon. Zhao Ran had to sit here and watch the flowers and plants, and at the same time kept cheering himself up and encouraging himself to work hard.

I don’t know how long I was bored, but I saw a few Taoists coming back in the courtyard in groups of three or three. Some of them were old and young. They put the big broom on their shoulders and the bamboo dustpan they carried on them into the small room, and then entered the north and west rooms. Several of them were kind-hearted. Zhao Ran, who was sitting at the steps, nodded and greeted him. Zhao Ran hurriedly stood up to respond. He didn’t care about those who treated him as nothing.

Suddenly, a melodious bell rang out, and the Taoist priests in the north and east houses went out and headed straight out of the courtyard. When Zhao Ran was not sure why, the door of the west house where he lived was suddenly stunned and suddenly flashed open. Mung bean's small eyes and triangular head came out of the house, and while coming out, he was wearing shoes on tiptoe.

Mung bean's little eyes saw Zhao Ran's inexplicable eyes under the stone steps, so she explained "It's time to eat". Her right hand, who had just pulled out her shoes, directly pulled Zhao Ran's arm, pulled Zhao Ran and left, which made Zhao Ran feel very disgusted.
Chapter completed!