Next to the portrait stood two strong men with large arms and round waists, each holding a bag in his hand, one of whom received the money from the believers, and the other took out the medicine bag from the bag and handed it to the believers who had paid the money, as if these believers had bought some kind of medicine from him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I only heard the strong man who took the silver say, "The medicine of the Bat King will not cause any diseases." A bag of silver or two, only those who believe in his old man can buy it, and if you want to buy it, you must first kowtow in front of the portrait of the Bat King, and then you can buy medicine. ”

One or two silver a bag, but it is really expensive enough, seeing that although the strong man is strong, the bag he is carrying has already filled a small half bag of silver ingots, which is heavy, and it seems that he has made a lot of money.

The believer kneeling on the ground kowtowed to the portrait, then got up and went to hand over the silver to receive the medicine bag, happily held it like a treasure and looked there, and then took it to his nose and smelled it, it seemed to smell the strange fragrance.

Yang Xianmao thought for a moment, took out a silver ingot, and said to a middle-aged believer who walked over with the medicine in his hand: "This big brother, can I buy the medicine bag in your hand?"

When the believer saw that there were at least five taels of silver in Yang Xianmao's hand, he immediately became happy, and quickly nodded and said, "Five taels of silver to buy me this bag?"

Yang Xianmao saw that those believers before they could only buy medicine after kowtowing, and he was unwilling to kowtow to buy this medicine, so he would rather spend more money, so he nodded. The middle-aged believer was afraid that Yang Xianmao would regret it, so he quickly snatched the silver ingot in his palm, stuffed the bag of medicine into his palm, turned around again, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and then went to buy a pack of medicine, earning four taels of silver for nothing.

The man was still greedy for money, and ran to Yang Xianmao again and said, "Do you still want it?" I will sell it to you again, five taels of silver, a pack." ”

Yang Xianmao rolled his eyes and said, "Okay." Reaching over, the man placed the medicine bag on top of his palm. Yang Xianmao grabbed his wrist, and an extremely faint Xuanyin True Fire slowly injected into his body and swept through his brain.

The middle-aged man's body shook suddenly, his eyes lit up, he glanced at Yang Xianmao, then looked at the medicine bag in his hand, suddenly pulled out his hand, and said, "Why do I spend so much money on this ghost medicine? What kind of magic medicine is this, why do you spend so much money?"

He turned around and looked at the two medicine sellers in front of the city tower, suddenly rushed over, smashed the medicine in his hand on the strong man, and said: "You liar, you lie to confuse the public, cheat us out of money, I will go to the yamen to sue you!"

This time it was as if he had stabbed a hornet's nest, and the man couldn't imagine that a believer would actually smash the medicine bag on his face, and scolded him for being a liar and misleading the public, so he was furious and kicked him away. The believers kneeling on the ground were even more furious, got up, and rushed up to punch and kick the middle-aged man

Yang Xianmao didn't expect things to be like this, so he immediately urged the Chiyang donkey under his crotch to rush in, grabbed those believers and threw them around, rushed out of a road, grabbed the middle-aged man who was knocked to the ground, held it in his hand, turned the donkey's head, and quickly rushed towards the direction of Xuanzhou.

When those believers saw him so brave, they were so frightened that they dodged one after another, but when they saw Yang Xianmao arresting the man and fleeing, they had the courage to chase after him, shouting and screaming for Yang Xianmao to stop, but where could they catch up with the lightning-like Chiyang donkey?

After running out of a distance, seeing that those believers were gone, Yang Xianmao put the middle-aged man down. He had been beaten to the point that his nose and face were swollen, and he was screaming, but he didn't hurt his muscles and bones, so he hurriedly hugged his fists and thanked Yang Xianmao.

Yang Xianmao said, "What's the matter?"

The strong man said indignantly: "I heard that there is a bat king in Xuzhou City, with a pair of wings, can fly in the air, he said that he is an envoy sent by God, telling us that there will be a monstrous flood next year, which will flood everything, even the highest mountain on the earth will not be spared, and all people will die, unless they believe in the bat king, before the flood comes, he will become a huge bat, and all those who believe in it can take its wings to heaven." So I went, and when I heard his voice, I thought he must be a god, so I worshipped him and used all the money from the family to buy his medicine. After taking the medicine, he was very excited, but it could only last for a while, and he had to buy his medicine again. That's it, my family's money is almost gone, and now I think about it, I'm really angry, so I just smashed them with a medicine bag, if it wasn't for the young heroes to save me, I would have been beaten to death by them. ”

Yang Xianmao was in a heavy mood when he heard this, waved his hand and said, "Okay, you go, go home, don't listen to that person's agitation, he is lying to confuse the public." That voice is a kind of evil magic, and after listening to it, people can't help but worship, and you don't want to conflict with their believers, otherwise you will be beaten in vain, you just need to know it yourself. ”

The middle-aged man bowed deeply, and only after thanking Yang Xianmao did he leave quickly.

Xuan'er behind him said: "This person still knows how to wake up, what kind of bat king is really hateful, and he has harmed so many people." Fallacies confuse the masses and bewitch rebellions, and they must be brought to justice as soon as possible!"

Yang Xianmao nodded, slowly opened the bag of medicine in his hand, there were some medicinal powders in it, he couldn't see the original face of the medicine, he smelled it before he got it to his nose, and sure enough, there was a refreshing fragrance, and he felt refreshed after smelling it.

Yang Xianmao felt a little strange, because this kind of fragrance was a bit like the Yuan Qi Pill, but it was far less fragrant than the Yuan Qi Pill, and it was not so pure. It is likely that a small amount of Yuan Qi Dan raw materials are mixed in the medicinal herbs.

Yang Xianmao carried the bag of medicine into his arms, if it was usual, he would go to find out, but now he was in a hurry to go home, because now the sun has gradually moved west, he has to rush home before the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, Xuzhou to Xuanzhou still has a long way to go, so he is not in a hurry to enter Suzhou City again, urging the donkey to rush towards Xuanzhou.

Xuan'er leaned on his back very obediently, and there was no new movement, it seemed that Yang Xianmao's back and body gave him a feeling that was far more attractive than that of the Bat King.

The speed of the Chiyang donkey was very fast, and at dusk, they finally saw Xuanzhou City from a distance.

Looking at the familiar city gate tower, Yang Xianmao was overjoyed, and after being away from home for several months, he finally came back and reunited with his family before the Spring Festival.

However, when the Chiyang donkey came to the front of the city gate tower like a gust of wind, Yang Xianmao was dumbfounded, because he saw that like Xuzhou City, there were also two strong men in front of the city gate tower, carrying bags and selling medicine bags there, and many good men and women also knelt down at the city gate, spending money to buy medicine bags.

Yang Xianmao was very surprised, the influence of the Bat King has spread to Xuzhou, and even extended to Xuanzhou. Are there already some people in the nearby states and counties who are recruiting believers?

Yang Xianmao rode into the city, walked through the streets and alleys, and came to the door of his house.

But when he arrived at the door, he felt a little surprised, because the door of their luxurious mansion was deserted, the door was closed, and there was no joy as he imagined that the Spring Festival was about to be celebrated.

Yang Xianmao got off the donkey, stepped forward and knocked on the door, and it took a long time for the door to open.

A porter probed out and saw that it was her, and said in surprise: "The young master is back, oops, the master, the wife, and the grandmother talked about you before, but it just so happened that you are back, come in quickly." ”

Princess Xuan'er got off the donkey, followed Yang Xianmao into the courtyard, and went straight to the back hall. There was a porter who had already rushed in to report it, and the other two porters were with him, walking in with him, and said: "Young master, you came by coincidence, today a lady said, we believe in the Bat King, this year is not a holiday, and all the money for the festival is donated to the Bat King for blessings, so we have to pray together tonight, but unfortunately you didn't come back, if you come back, the family is in order, and the effect of prayer is even greater." The Bat King said that as long as the whole family is ready to pray together, it will have the greatest effect. Or is it the Bat King's miracle, and the wife prays in front of the portrait of the Bat King and wants the young master to come back as soon as possible, won't you come back? Isn't this the Bat King's profound mana?"

Yang Xianmao couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he heard this, and said, "This year is not the New Year?"

"Yes, the Bat King said, to donate all the money for the New Year to the Bat King, he used this money to beg God to have mercy on us, next year's flood, we will follow the Bat King to ascend to heaven, otherwise the Bat King will not take us away, even our monthly money this month, the red envelopes sent by the New Year, all donated to the Bat King. ”

Yang Xianmao's heart sank, and he asked, "Is it just our family?" Or is it the same for everyone else?"

"That's it. Eight or nine out of ten people in the village believe in the Bat King, and they all take the money to the City God Temple and donate it to the Bat King's disciples, and they will bring it back to the Bat King. By the way, I heard that the Bat King often goes to Weishan Lake to swim and fly, and he said that Weishan Lake is like a huge mirror that can accept the will of heaven. He was able to hear the voice of God on Weishan Lake and accept God's instructions to save the people of Li. ”

When Yang Xianmao heard this, the people in the family believed in the bat king, and took all the money for the New Year to donate, he was really angry and anxious, and he quickened his pace and went straight to the backyard.

The porter who rushed to report in front had already told Yang Mingde and his wife the news, and the old couple was overjoyed and hurried out, followed by Yang Xianmao's wife, concubine, Crown Princess and Han Xue'e.

The crown princess's abdomen was already visibly bulging, and she was a little staggering when she walked, and the maid was supporting her. The faces of the two were full of excitement and joy, and when they saw Yang Xianmao from a distance, their eyes were red.

Yang Xianmao came to Yang Mingde and his wife and called his father. The old couple was so happy that their eyes were red, and they pulled him excitedly and said, "It's good to come back, hurry up and go and worship the Bat King first, and then say goodbye, otherwise it will be troublesome tonight." I prayed to you in front of the portrait of the Bat King to come back soon, won't you come back? The Bat King is really effective, quick, my son, go to the Bat King and bow down and bow down, and pray together that the Bat King will take us to heaven in the great flood next year. ”

After that, Yang Mingde and Zhang's two people couldn't help but pull Yang Xianmao to the house, and when they came to the lobby, they saw a huge portrait hanging in the lobby, which was Li Xu, the bat king floating on Weishan Lake. Kind eyebrows, full of majesty, holding a whisk in his hand, pointing to the sky. There is an offering table in front of the portrait, which is full of exquisite offerings, with incense candles, few cigarettes, and a row of futons in front of the offering table. ”