"Excuse me." Chen Fei held him with one hand, "You have inconvenient legs and feet, sit down and talk." Chen Fei asked someone to bring a stool and motioned for him to sit down.

The lame man was suddenly moved by the old tears, and thanked Chen Fei vigorously.

Chen Fei asked the soldier to fetch water and dry food, and invited him to eat first, and the lame man really cried. probably subverted his perception of the government, a middle-aged man is crying and eating at the same time, not to mention how funny it looks.

After eating, the lame man wiped his tears and said, "Thank you for your charity, the villain Zhang Tianyou is from Zhangjia Village in the east of the city." Because of his opposition to the government's forced requisition of grain, he broke his leg and ended up begging. It's really..."Zhang Tian has a rough mouthful, and he can't say anything like a sycophant, only keeps arching his hands to express his gratitude.

Chen Fei waved his hand, signaling him to relax, and then asked him a few simple questions, such as how was the grain output of Zhangjia Village in the past? What are the living conditions, etc.

Zhang Tian had something to say, so that Chen Fei and the others also had a general understanding of the previous life in that empty village:

If it weren't for the famine year, although the land output was not high, it would be enough for a family to live after removing taxes, and there would be redundancy if the year was better, but everything had changed at the beginning of this year!

"Wait!" Recalling that when he first entered the realm, Chen Fei interrupted Zhang Tianyou's words in a very inauthentic voice. "At the beginning of this year? Odd? Didn't the government start forcibly collecting grain during the autumn harvest? How did it start at the beginning of the year? ”

Zhang Tianyou smiled bitterly, waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, listen to me tell you what happened from beginning to end." ”

Chen Fei waved his hand and motioned for him to continue.

This has to start at the beginning of the year, at that time, the history of the Luzhou City Thorn was not Song Ming, but an old Thorn who was about to return to his hometown. Zhang Tianyou didn't know what the old assassin's name was, but he only knew that his surname was Huang.

Although the Yellow Thorn History is also average to the people below, and he lives a day in the Thorn History Mansion, at least he doesn't let the people below go hungry. For everyone, although life is dull, it is still a rush.

Zhang Tianyou remembers very well that it was probably one afternoon in early April, when the farming season was busy, and the farmers in the village took advantage of the time when they had just eaten in the afternoon, leaning under the tree that had just pulled out the buds, talking and laughing, and enjoying a rare free time.

At this time, a group of people dressed in white walked into the village beating gongs and drums, and the village names thought that whose family was mourning, so they went up and knocked on it.

Who knew that these people were not mourners, but people who called themselves "Church of Our Lady" and came to preach the teachings.

In fact, the doctrine is very simple, it is nothing more than to give their bodies and minds to the Church of Our Lady, and Our Mother will promise them a good harvest year, and if they are willing to hand over food or money, Our Mother will spread the Holy Dharma and help them to ascend to immortality.

It's a very vulgar word, and the village names lost interest after listening to it for a while, everyone knows that this is a lie, and the big guy is not a fool.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to them, the people of the Holy Mother Sect were not depressed, and a few people walked out to perform some of the "fairy methods" of Our Lady's "mission" in front of the villagers.

In Chen Fei's ears, this is some old-fashioned charlatanism, but some villagers have not seen these things, and they are really a little shaken.

After the performance of the "Immortal Law", a person wearing a mask walked from the sedan chair they carried, and he could not tell the man or woman from his appearance, and his voice was neutral, and he could not hear the gender.

The others respectfully saluted the masked man and informed the villagers that this was their protector and that they would say hello when they saw him.

Unfortunately, the villagers still have some opinions about the Church of Our Lady, so no one will say hello. The atmosphere was a little awkward, but the masked man didn't care.

He took out two turtle shells and walked to the villagers, and said very kindly: "It's okay if you don't believe me, but you can't disbelieve in Our Lady, today I just brought the magic weapon taught to me by Our Lady, in order to make you believe in Our Lady, then I will take a hexagram for you." ”

So he took the two turtle shells and did some strange movements, like a god-wrenching goddess, and finally he threw the turtle shells in his hand into the air, and when they fell to the ground, the two turtle shells shattered into many small pieces.

Some people saw that the turtle shell was broken, and they made mockery. "Oh, isn't this the Virgin's artifact? Why is it so broken? ”

The masked man was not annoyed, but walked over to the shattered turtle shell and crouched down to take a closer look.

After a while, he pointed to the turtle shell and sighed three times, saying that this was a great omen, and then said a poem.

"I forgot what poems, I haven't read any books, so I can't remember clearly, but I remember that the explanation he gave us at that time was that Luzhou was going to change the sky, and the people were about to live a hungry life, so we were advised to flee here as soon as possible." Zhang Tianyou scratched his head and recalled for a while and continued: "Then with a wave of his hand, the broken turtle shell was magically restored to its whole, and it returned to his hand, it was really an artifact." ”

"Humph! Distraction. Chen Fei waved his hand and motioned for Zhang Tianyou to continue.

Although most of the villagers don't believe in the masked man's nonsense, there are still some people of the older generation who are bluffed by his methods, and the older they are, the more they believe it.

So they came up to ask the masked man if there was a solution, and the masked man shook his head, saying that this was a disaster for the whole of Luzhou, not just their village.

He himself will uphold the principle of Pudu people, and propose to Our Lady to bless the safety of Luzhou, but if you want Our Lady to bless, you must build a temple of Our Lady, and he hopes that the villagers can contribute money and efforts to build the Temple of Our Lady, and then join the Church of Our Lady, so as to avoid disasters.

The older generation didn't have the energy to build the Temple of Our Lady, and the younger ones didn't believe in this evil, so in the end, the matter was over, and the masked man didn't say anything, and left Zhangjia Village with people.

In this way, ten days passed without incident. Ten days later, a piece of news reached Zhangjia Village. Originally, Luzhou Huang Thorn Shi suddenly died at home, and the imperial court wanted to send a new Thorn Shi to take office.

Everyone didn't feel much when they heard this news, and no one thought of the words "Luzhou is going to change" said by the mask man. What should you do or what should you do?

Later, I heard that there was a stabbing history surnamed Song, and they didn't know the rest of the news.

It is also said that it is also an evil sect, after Song Ming came, the weather in Luzhou became a little abnormal, and there was not a drop of rain for many days in summer, and even the stream flowing down the mountain was about to dry up.

Just when the villagers thought that the autumn harvest was hopeless, the masked man came again, saying that if they would not join the temple of Our Lady again, this year's harvest was really over, and the drought was coming.

When it came to the year's harvest, the villagers finally panicked, and whether they believed it or not, they donated some money and food.

After a few days, a heavy rain finally came, and this heavy rain saved the crops in the fields, and the villagers also breathed a sigh of relief, and they had a lot of good feelings for this Church of Our Lady, and some people really believed in the existence of the so-called Holy Mother.

The days that followed were smooth, there were no major problems, and the crops were getting better and better, and when it was time for the autumn harvest, the masked man came again. This time, he told everyone more seriously that Our Lady had entrusted him with a dream that Zhangjia Village was going to be robbed by wicked people recently, and persuaded them to harvest grain as soon as possible and follow him out of this place.

Although the villagers had a good impression of the Church of Our Lady, it was naturally impossible to get them to leave the land where they were born and raised, so the villagers insisted on staying. The masked man didn't say anything and walked away with the people.

Just half a month after the masked man left, people from the government came!

Have a great weekend everyone, I'm wasted this weekend~~

(End of chapter)