"Oh......" Ao Xianggong said to the old beggar if he realized something, "The steamed buns here have been sold out, so please ask the old man to settle down and eat something else?"

"I only eat vegetarian steamed buns. The old beggar said.

"Oh......" Ao Xianggong thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I simply did this favor today, and I will take your old man to eat elsewhere." ”

Ao Xianggong said that, paid the money for the steamed buns, and was polite to Boss Ma, said goodbye to each other, and then went out of the Shuiyangjiang Restaurant, leading the old beggar to look for the steamed bun shop all the way down the street.

Many people who had nothing to do followed in a hurry, looking at the freshness and bustle, but they could not see that the sky was darkening and the wind was gradually rising, as if a heavy rain was about to come.

At this time, it was already past the morning, and there were not many steamed buns left in the pastry shops everywhere, and Ao Xianggong led the old beggar to eat seven or eight houses, and he seemed to fill his stomach, and he burped full.

Ao Xianggong asked with a smile: "Old man, have you ever eaten enough?"

"Well, it's safe for half a month!" the old beggar patted his belly proudly.

Suddenly, he stood up, looked up to the sky and chanted: "The line is made of the Yangtze River fan for the sky, and the shoes are thrown to the East China Sea." Penglai is not much land after all, only in front of our staff. ”

In the midst of chanting, the old beggar stepped on his shoes, dragged his cane, carried the limelight on his back, and floated away.

Ao Xianggong was stunned when he heard this, staring at the back of the old beggar in the distance, thoughtful, but he never thought of anything.

The sky gradually became cloudy, and large black clouds flew to and fro, and the wind howled, becoming more and more urgent.

Ao Xiang looked at the sky, paid the shopkeeper, and hurried out of the east gate.

As soon as I returned to the courtyard gate of the Tan family's wooden shop, the heavy rain was pouring down.

Ao Xianggong secretly said that he was happy, entered the house, and called Hu San.

But there was no response for a long time, it turned out that Hu San went to the riverside wharf to count the wood, prepared to settle the bill, and has not returned.

Half an hour later, Hu San held a buttercloth umbrella and rushed into the courtyard. Beside him, he followed Qingteng.

Ao Xianggong asked anxiously: "Three, but it has all been delivered?"

Hu San said with annoyance: "The secretaries of the five families are very picky, saying that the size of the wood is too uneven, and they should regret the original price." Before the discussion was decided, it rained heavily, and the price had not yet been decided. ”

"The price is negotiable, but the rain has to stop early. If the river rises, it is worrying. You rest for a while, and I'll go to the riverside stockyard to have a look. Ao Xianggong said, picked up the robe, and left the Tan family wood line in a hurry.

The autumn rain really came violently, the size of soybeans, very dense, sweeping obliquely on the body, aggressively painful.

Between heaven and earth, dark clouds rolled, lightning and thunder roared, so it was so bluffing!

The stockpile site is relatively low, thanks to the flood control of the river embankment. In previous years, there was little heavy rain at this time, but this year it was a torrential downpour.

At this time, more than a dozen carpenters were running back and forth like ants on a hot pot, calling for workers to pull ropes, nail wooden stakes, and fasten the timber to prevent it from being washed away by the flood.

Fortunately, several timber piles of the Tan family have been firmly established and are fine.

Ao Xianggong carefully inspected several timber piles, but saw that the heavy rain was getting more and more fierce, and the river was bubbling up, and his heart became more and more worried.

When it was time to arrive, Hu San hurried over: "Xianggong, go back and rest, I will take care of it here." ”

"Well, you have to be careful. Ao Xianggong advised.

But as soon as the words fell, I suddenly heard someone upstream shouting at the top of his voice: "The embankment is broken! the embankment is broken...... Everyone, run......"

Suddenly, exclamations rang out, one after another.

I saw lightning and thunder, heavy rain swept through, and people fled for their lives like birds and beasts.

The two were shocked, and Hu San hurriedly grabbed Ao Xianggong and ran towards the high slope.

The flood was surging, the turbid waves emptied, broke through the river embankment, and roared down.

In an instant, the stockyard was submerged in a vast ocean, and timber of all sizes floated on the surface of the water, drifting with the tide and flowing downstream.

Ao Xianggong stood on a high place, overlooking an ocean, and sighed to himself: This has cut the ancestral shadow and broken the longevity, and this bad luck has really come one after another. This time, but not in vain?

sighed once, the heavy rain was still pouring non-stop, Ao Xianggong was helpless, so he and Hu San supported each other, one foot high, one foot low, and returned to Tan's wooden line in the mud.

The torrential rain fell intermittently for a day and two nights, and then the rain gradually stopped.

In the early morning of that day, before the sky was clear, the carpenter called for helpers and went to the timber yard to count the remnants.

Ao Xianggong also got up early, called Hu San, and prepared to call Qi helpers to go to the stockyard to find the remaining wood.

Ao Xianggong was anxious, walked to the front of the courtyard door in three or two steps, opened the door with a latch, and was about to step out, but suddenly saw the scene outside the door, and his footsteps were fixed in the air, motionless.

Hu San then walked to the back of the threshold, glanced out, and was so shocked that his eyes didn't turn.

I saw many beggars, old and young, gathered outside the courtyard gate, some pickled, some haggard, some skinny, and some unclothed...... Crowded, densely packed. Not far away, there were still many people holding bowls and chopsticks and carrying baskets, coming one after another.

One of the thin beggars had sharp eyes, caught a glimpse of Ao Xianggong, and immediately cheered: "The great good man has come out! The great good man has come out......

When the beggars heard it, it was as if the spring breeze swept over the lake, and there was a wave in an instant, and they gathered around the courtyard gate.

Ao Xianggong was surprised: "You are ...... this"

"Great Benevolent Man: I heard that the Great Benevolent Man was going to give rice porridge today, so everyone rushed here and prepared to ask for a bowl of porridge to eat. The thin beggar said.

"When did I say that I would give rice porridge today?" Ao Xianggong was confused.

"We've heard what we've heard, but why don't you say you haven't?" someone in the group of beggars was dissatisfied, knocking on the bowl and shouting.

Immediately, there was an uproar of echoing, chopsticks and bowls banged, and they became a mixture.

Seeing this, Hu San said angrily: "My family is in a hundred thousand anxious heads! Surely you have been instigated by someone to come and make an obstruction? Disperse quickly, or I will report to the authorities. ”

When the beggars heard this, they timidly stepped back and began to make noise.

One of the beggars suddenly shouted: "I heard that Ao Xianggong is a great good man, but it turns out that he is lying and deceiving people!"

"What kind of lie are you telling? Who are you liaring? Don't spew blood! Who said that you want to give rice porridge to charity? Call him out, confront him face to face, and you will know that my family Ao Xianggong said that he didn't say it!" Hu San was furious and shouted.

The beggars were rebuked, and thou hast looked upon me, and I have besought thee, and I have sought out the beggar who has spoken, but how can I find it?

"That's what I said. Suddenly, a person was squeezed out of the group of beggars, unkempt and unkempt, with a cane, and it was the old beggar who ate steamed buns in Shuiyangjiang Restaurant.

"Yes, he's the one who gave us the steamed buns yesterday. ”

"That's right! ”

"That's him! That's him...... That's what he said......"

When the beggars saw it, they were excited, and they kept shouting.

Hu Sanwen said and was furious: "What kind of ghost are you pregnant, you beggar? Why do you come to harm good people for no reason!"

"Hahahaha...... You know what! It's my family business. You don't have to be fierce and evil, I have my own words to say to Ao Xianggong. The old beggar laughed heartily, it turned out that he usually begged for steamed buns just to use a trick, but in fact, secretly, all those steamed buns were distributed to the beggars.

When Hu San heard this, he was inexplicable and angry. He was about to scold, but was stopped by Ao Xianggong.

"Old man, if there is anything, please give me a lot of advice. Ao Xianggong remembered the strange incident two days ago, as if he suddenly woke up, and hurriedly saluted.

"You first made this almsgiving. I'll talk to you in my room. As he spoke, the old beggar dragged his pole and walked into the courtyard with a big grin.

Qingteng also got up early and prepared to go to the pier together. She had already seen that there was a ball of white light on the old beggar's shoulder, about a foot high, and he was an immortal who had attained enlightenment, and she couldn't help but secretly rejoice: This Tan family really has an ancestral special ceremony.

But the old beggar didn't realize where Qingteng was sacred, because he only had more than 1,800 years of Taoism, and Qingteng hid the Taoist body, and only those who imitated Taoism or higher could see through it, so he passed by and walked straight towards the house.

Ao Xianggong didn't dare to slack off, and ordered Hu San to prepare alms, and then followed.

Although Hu San couldn't touch his head, he had to follow the instructions. Qing Teng happily followed him into action.

Ao Xianggong invited the old beggar into the house, sat down, then toasted tea, and asked, "I wonder what the old man has to say to me?"

The old beggar frowned and said: "It's a trivial matter that you have lost your life for thirty years, but the five hundred years of Yuqing Qi of the Wanling Tan clan have been squandered by you, but it is a big thing." ”

"Huh?" said Ao Xianggong in surprise, "Old man, how did you know about this?"

"Huh...... Hainei Tan, although my old beggar lives in Qingyuan Mountain in Lingnan, he also knows it well. There are four major places in the world: one in Shandong, one in the Central Plains, one in Lingnan, and one in the south of the Yangtze River.

There have been characters in the three major places, and there is only one in Jiangnan, but the ancestral shade of the Tan family in Jiangnan is extremely prosperous, and within a few years, there will be characters. But now it's ...... by you Alas...... If you don't pick up the omissions and do more good deeds now, the Jiangnan Tan clan will suffer a great disaster.

I was on the way to Tianzhu Mountain, and I saw that there was a strange phase here, so I left a remnant to see it, and it turned out that the Tan clan had been shaved off the Yu Qing Qi for hundreds of years here. It is not easy to read the righteousness of the same sect and accumulate goodness with your ancestors, so I came to test and guide you. ”

After hearing these words, Ao Xianggong was bluffed into a cold sweat, and then he remembered a fellow sect of the Tan clan who became an immortal. He hurriedly bowed and said, "Isn't the old man Mr. Tan Qiaotan in Lingnan?"

"Hehehehe......" The old beggar smiled, stroked his silver beard, and nodded slightly.