An old man dressed in a pedantic robe, fanning the hot air with a fan, sat down at a table under the shed, and shouted to the shopkeeper, "Warm two bowls of wine and a plate of fennel beans." ”

"It's Master Zhang."

The shopkeeper ran up to greet him: "Master, why don't you go to the City God Temple to see the rain and pray for rain, how can you be in the mood to drink?" ”

"Praying for rain?"

The master shook his head and said: "It's just some tricks to swagger and deceive, pray every day, people have changed a few puffs of rain, have you ever prayed for a little?" Luckily, the lake and river haven't dried up yet, otherwise this place would have become the same Jedi as the rest of the world. In my opinion, that little bit of water can't last a few days, it's over, it's over, it's better to drink more wine, there is wine today, and you will be drunk tomorrow, and you will die tomorrow. ”

Xiao Er said: "Today is the master of Fayun Temple doing the rain prayer ceremony. ”

"The bald donkey of Fayun Temple?"

Zhang Fuzi seemed slightly surprised: "Didn't those monks say that they would close the temple and stop asking the outside world, how could they still come out?" ”

"Lord Zhixian led the people to offer 1,200 taels of sesame oil, and promised to send manpower to repair the temple, so the master of Fayun Temple took pity on the victims and decided to pray for the people and pray for rain."

"Heh......"

Zhang Fuzi sneered: "The bald donkey of Fayun Temple also has a little mana, but on this day you want to pray for rain?" Ridiculous, ridiculous. ”

Xiao Er brought rice wine and a plate of beans, he picked one up with chopsticks and threw it in his mouth, chewed it and said: "If you want to solve the disaster, you should find its root cause." ”

"Drought is a natural disaster, it is the operation of the heavenly way, the four hours are long, it is a natural phenomenon, it is easy to pray for rain, you can carry water and gas. If it is because of other reasons such as the decline of the royal luck, or even the end of the dynasty when the dragon veins are cut off and the earth qi is disordered, such a drought is actually nothing, and you can find a way to straighten out the messy veins, the most terrible drought is the birth of a drought, thousands of miles of red land! ”

"Alas, if there is no dynasty luck to suppress those ancient murderous things, they will be born, and the anger will be exhausted, but it will only suffer the people of this world...... But it's nothing more than death. ”

"In this world, ordinary people are suffering when they live, and maybe they are happy when they die."

Zhang Fuzi drank a bowl of wine in one gulp, picked up a fennel bean and threw it in his mouth, shaking his head and chanting:

"The drought is great, and the mountains and rivers are cleansed. The drought is cruel, such as burning. My heart is scared of the heat, and my heart is like smoke. If the group is upright, I don't hear it. Haotian God, would you rather let me escape? ”

"The drought is so great that I am afraid to go away. Do you want me to be drought? I don't know why. Pray for the New Year, Fang She is not indispensable. Haotian God, I am not worried. ”

"Master."

A gentle voice sounded, and at the same time, a black-robed man walked into the shed and sat at the table: "I heard your words just now, it seems that this drought is caused by some drought?" ”

"Huh?"

Zhang Fuzi glanced up at the other party, and saw that the other party's eyes were hidden in the shadow of the hood, and he didn't care and said indifferently: "Otherwise? In addition to the drought fish, could there be other monsters that could turn the land of Guanzhong into a scorched earth in a short period of time? ”

"Where is the marl?"

The black-robed man is naturally Yanluo He can feel it, there is a demonic aura in the heat of the drought, and he can't imagine that it is actually a drought, which is known as one of the four ancestors of the ancient zombies, and other people may be scared to pee when they hear such a name, but he has even faced Chiyou and Xiangliu in the level 6 world, and of course he will not be afraid of the drought in the level 5 world.

"What, you're still going to look for it?"

Zhang Fuzi showed a sneering expression: "I can feel the fluctuation of mana on your body, it should be a monk." ”

Mana actually refers to spiritual energy, regardless of the spirit of a warrior, the magic and elemental energy of a magician, or the true element of a Taoist...... All belong to a kind of spiritual energy, this master is obviously a Confucian person, maybe he has a heroic spirit.

Qin Shi Huang was originally a heroic soul born from the source of life and the source of spirit, and later refined the body of mercury with the help of mercury in the imperial tomb, although it was the same as ordinary people in structure, but every inch of skin in the body contained spiritual energy, and was sensed by Master Zhang and thought he was a monk.

He said lightly: "I don't know the thickness of the sky, the drought is an ancient beast that only leaks out of the qi and the qi of heaven and earth can cause a great drought that envelops the Guanzhong, and now it is estimated that it has not yet awakened, that is, the corpse is there You dare to approach, I am afraid that it will be burned into powder, or flee from here quickly, no matter how strong the drought is, it will not affect the whole country, and it will be fine if you flee to other places." ”

"Then the drought, don't you just take care of it?"

"What's the matter?"

Zhang Fuzi sighed: "If it is such a fierce thing in the prosperous world, it will not wake up, that is, it will wake up, there is a heavenly master who protects the country, and now the Daomen is declining and the Qing Dynasty is a lama living Buddha, whether it is a heavenly master or a living Buddha, it is not necessarily the opponent of the drought, I am afraid that it is still necessary to suppress it with the help of the dynasty's luck, and the decay of the Qing Dynasty will dissipate, that is, there is a living Buddha, dare to risk his body to fight with the drought?" ”

"I just leave it alone, fortunately, those murderous things were suppressed in ancient times, which is equivalent to death...... It seems that there is something wrong with zombies in terms of death, but in short, these murderous creatures will not be able to do evil for long, maybe a few months, maybe a year, or two years, and they will fall asleep again. ”

"It's just that the people in this pass don't know how many people will die."

At this time, there was a sudden sound of gongs and drums outside, but it was a group of monks blowing conch, shaking golden bells, beating gongs and drums from the outside of the shed tavern, for the first fat head and big ears monk held a very gorgeous side, painted on some gods, among which there are dragon and Dapeng bird prayer flags, behind some small monks are sprinkled with paper flowers, this monk's team recited the "Great Compassion Mantra" passing by.

"Humph!"

Zhang Fuzi said coldly: "Sure enough, it's the bald donkey of Fayun Temple. ”

"These bald donkeys are still very powerful, and even the eight Heavenly Dragon prayer flags in the temple have been invited out, I'm afraid they can really invite a little rain, but what is the use of the drought in Guanzhong?"

"If you really want to solve the great drought, why don't you take out the treasure of the temple."

Yanluo: "Could it be that Fayun Temple has a treasure that can solve this drought?" ”

"Others don't know, but they can't hide it from me! There is a finger bone relic of Sakyamuni in Fayun Temple, if the Buddha relics are taken out, let alone to solve the drought, it is to replace the luck of the Qing court, and it is not impossible to suppress or even eliminate the drought, but unfortunately, it is the treasure enshrined in Fayun Temple, and you want to take it out? Even the people of Li in Guanzhong are dead, and they will not be reluctant, so don't think about it. ”

Yan Luo got information from the mouth of this Zhang Fuzi and invited him to deal with the drought together, but of course he was rejected, Confucianism, usually passionate and indignant, pointing to the country, cynical, but when he wants to sacrifice his life for righteousness...... Then I'm sorry.

It is as if in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, those Confucian protégés were afraid that the Ming Dynasty would not be able to make a name for themselves, so they hurriedly shaved their money rat tails and went to participate in the Shuntianfu Township Examination held in the second year of Shunzhi, when the blood stains of the Qing army's massacre of 800,000 people in Yangzhou had not yet been wiped off.

At the same time that the Confucian disciples puffed up the tail of the rat and knelt on the ground to beg for the qualification of "lifting people in the Qing Dynasty", the three thousand Taoist priests of Fuqiu Mountain, who had never asked about Hongchen, went down the mountain with their swords, and they wanted to eliminate the demons and defend the way to save the common people. The three thousand Taoist priests of Fuqiu Mountain went down to Dongting to wave their swords to resist the Qing Dynasty, this history was erased by later generations and almost no one cared, and the Confucian protégés were still high, but where is the integrity of these "scholars"?