Wu Jin and the old man both felt very strange about what was happening in Yuling City.

There is no grass growing in Yuling City and other places, why is the courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion full of flowers, fruits and vegetables?

This question haunted Wu Jin's mind and made him unpredictable.

"Forget it, don't think about this matter for the time being, and arrange the food for everyone in Yuling City first!" Wu Jin waved his hand, then stood up and walked outside.

Facing the warm sunshine, Wu Jin felt that his heart was also much warmer at this time.

The old man's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he also followed Wu Jin out of the door: "Do you have a large amount of grain in your hands?"

The old man was looking forward to what Wu Jin meant just now, isn't that what he meant?

The old man guessed from Wu Jin's tone that Wu Jin must have a lot of food, otherwise he wouldn't have said that.

"You're right, I have prepared a large amount of food, enough for everyone in Yuling City to live for a while!" Wu Jin nodded, and then stretched out his hand, and a bag of rice appeared in front of Wu Jin.

The old man's eyes lit up suddenly, he didn't expect that there was still food in Wu Jin's storage treasures, which really surprised him.

"Don't worry, I still have it here!" Wu Jin stretched out his hand again, and stacks of grain appeared in the City Lord's Mansion.

The food blocked the gates of the city lord's mansion.

If you want to enter the courtyard, you can only squeeze through the small gap.

Looking at the yard full of grain, Lao Tzu was full of emotion.

I can't imagine that one day, it will be so difficult for people to eat a mouthful of food.

And it's the city of rain spirits under his jurisdiction.

He thought that he, the city lord, had not done a good job, so he let the people of Yuling City suffer such a disaster.

Fortunately, Wu Jin is here, otherwise I don't know how much suffering the people of Yuling City will suffer?

The old man glanced at Wu Jin gratefully.

His gratitude was heartfelt, not the slightest hint of falsehood.

"Okay, we can have people come over to get food!" Wu Jin pulled the old man and asked him to sit in front of the gate of the City Lord's Mansion.

And Wu Jin stretched out his hand again, and a wooden sign appeared in front of the old man.

It also reads: "Each person is limited to one pound of food!"

Just these words seem to weigh as much as a thousand pounds.

At the moment of suffering in Yuling City, Wu Jin was still thinking about everyone.

This made the old man very happy.

Each person only receives one pound of food, so how many people are there in Yuling City now?

This daily food delivery is a huge number.

I don't know if there is so much food in Wu Jin's storage treasures.

"Look at this, attract everyone's attention!" Wu Jin took out another gong and handed it to the old man.

The old man looked at the gong in his hand with a lot of curiosity.

It was the first time he had used something like this.

He couldn't help but knock it, and the melodious sound resounded all around him.

The old man nodded again in satisfaction, and then he knocked again.

The sound is melodious and beautiful, and it is extremely penetrating.

The crisp sound was heard far away.

The people of Yuling City, who had originally come out to look for food, couldn't help but rush over here when he heard this voice.

He didn't know what the hell was going on, so he was curious.

When he came here, there was a sign in front of the old man, and the old man actually struck the gong.

When he saw the words on the sign, he immediately burst into tears of excitement.

"Is there really anything to eat here?" the man was a middle-aged man, his face was yellow and thin, but his shrewd eyes told him that he was not an ordinary person before.

"Of course you can get it, but each person can only get one catty, and there is no excess!" the old man nodded, and then pointed behind him.

The middle-aged man followed the old man's fingers, and when he saw the pile of food behind the old man, he was immediately excited: "Can I get it now?"

"Of course you can!" the old man said as he dragged out a bag of grain from the courtyard, then weighed a pound and handed it to the middle-aged man.

After the middle-aged man took the grain, he still couldn't believe his eyes.

How can there be any surplus food in Rain Spirit City now?

Even if there was a little bit of food, it was taken away by the people of the major families.

But what has he experienced now? The food in his hands is real, not a dream.

Then everything that happened to him now was true.

"Can I tell anyone else about this?" asked the middle-aged man, shaking his hand and pointing to the sign.

He's not a selfish person either, there are plenty of people like him.

Now they're all hungry with their chests on their backs.

It would be nice if I could make others as lucky as myself.

"Yes!" the old man waved his hand absently.

This grain was originally distributed to the people of Yuling City.

Now if the middle-aged man tells the news to others, then it can be regarded as promoting for him.

So why not?

The middle-aged man wrapped his food in his arms with trembling hands, then took a deep look at the old man, and then strode away from here.

finally disappeared in front of the two.

"It's open today, I don't know how many people will come over today!" Wu Jin had nothing to do, he sat on the side and began to cultivate.

Anyway, the matter has been handed over to the old man, so he has nothing to do, so it is better to wait here to improve his strength again.

The old man struck the gong beautifully.

Attracting someone to him just now gave him a lot of confidence.

For the sake of Yuling City, he should also work harder.

He strikes the gong very regularly.

One big and two small!

But he knocked for a long time, but no one came.

The old man felt very helpless at this time, why didn't anyone come to receive food?

There's a lot of food behind him for people to eat.

If those people don't come now, won't they be hungry?

However, this did not dampen the old man's confidence in striking the gong.

Lao Tzu's knocking on the head became louder and louder.

The sound of ordinary people striking gongs can be transmitted for thousands of kilometers, which is already good.

But the old man knocked to at least ten miles!

And the old man is knocking non-stop!

That's it, and no one came to take a look.

"Why didn't anyone come?" The old man knocked for a long time, but he couldn't see anyone, so he was a little helpless.

He felt like he had wasted half a day's energy.

But just as he was about to pack his things, he saw a small black dot running from a distance.

And behind the little black dots, there were actually a large number of small black dots.

Wu Jin opened his eyes, and his eyes were closed.

He found that the small black dot at the front was actually the person who had just taken the food away.

Behind this man was a large number of men and women with red eyes.

They seemed to be chasing after the middle-aged man.

It's not like a middle-aged person who persuaded them to come and get food.

The middle-aged man clung to his food in his hands, as if he was afraid of losing it.

The middle-aged man had run to the point of panting, but he still persisted.

"It seems that you don't have to knock anymore, there are already a lot of people here!" Wu Jin stood up and stretched.

After cultivating just now, he felt that his body was full of strength, and it was time to be active.

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