Take a closer look, the old lady I also know, is to live in this neighborhood to sell fritters, it is said that their ancestors have been selling fritters for generations, except for ten years when the **** "cut the tail of capitalism" stopped for a few years, and then has been coming here to sell early, thunder can not move.

The old lady's skills are good, and the fried things are golden and crispy, and Tang Benchu and I like to eat them.

Since it has been a local indigenous for so long, it must be clear.

The old lady also saw me and Wang Deguang coming, but she still slowly and leisurely put on the yellow paper first, and then muttered and bowed, and then got up and looked at me with red eyes: "Brother Miaozhu?" Why are you here too? ”

Looking at her, she seemed a little nervous.

I nodded and looked at the burning paper in her hand: "I heard that something strange happened here, so I rushed here, what are you doing here?" Who to worship? ”

The old lady sighed and said, "No, it's not going to work this year, it's useless to worship, I'll bow one last time, Ming'er will clean up the stall and go to live in the county with my second son."

I asked her: "Last time, you said that you couldn't get used to living in the buildings in the county, why do you say that you have to leave now?" Isn't it ......"

I looked at the pit, "What does it have to do with that?"

The old lady shuddered, apparently acquiescing.

I hurriedly asked her if there was anything to say about this pit, and the old lady shook her head, and then whispered, "I told them a long time ago that I couldn't do it!" But no one believed me, now it's okay, it's a mess, isn't it! Last time, I had to demolish the City God's Temple, and this time I had to move the Nuwa Stone, and the little bastards knew that they were looking for ...... death."

"It's really." I followed the old lady's words and said, "You see that I am in this business, why don't you tell me, I must believe that if there is really something, I can also tell this to the city god."

"Hey. I'm afraid that if I tell the city god, it's not easy to do! The old lady said, "I see that you are serving the city god, so let me tell you."

As he spoke, he pointed to the big pit: "The town inside is a demon!"

"Demons?" I asked, "What demon?"

The old lady talked about it, saying that in the past, this place had been flooded, from the nearby White Horse Mountain all the way to here, because it was a low-lying area, the villagers were waterlogged, and they were all trapped on the roof of their houses, and they were about to drown, and everyone shouted to ask God for blessing, saying that it was a coincidence, in this stormy rain, there was really a person from the upstream of the flood.

The man was holding a tung oil umbrella and standing on a small sampan.

It stands to reason that in this storm, even if he is holding an umbrella, he should pour a damp on his body, but the strange thing is that the man's sampan and robe are dry and refreshing, as if the umbrella can avoid water.

And that person is young, he looks like a beautiful young man, wearing a Taoist robe, with a fairy wind and bones, as if he is a young Taoist priest.

There are older and knowledgeable people, and they know that this person is not an ordinary person, and Bao Buqi is a fairy or something, so he hurriedly asked that person for help to save the people in this village.

The young Taoist priest really didn't shirk it, but asked the locals if he could live here in the future if he helped them.

What else is there to say, seeing that the entire ten-mile shop is about to be finished, it can save their lives, and it is not a trivial matter to keep him staying!

The young Taoist priest made an agreement with them, and rowed the small sampan to the west of the village—it can't be said, according to the old lady who sells fritters, it feels very much like the flying sword in the Xianxia drama—he stood on the sampan, and the sampan went to the west by itself

When they arrived at the west end, no one saw what the young Taoist priest had done, only that there was a loud noise over there, as if a thunder had exploded on the ground, and after this thunder passed, the rain became smaller, and slowly, it really stopped.

It didn't take long for the clouds to see the sun, and the ten-mile shop saw the sunshine.

The water quickly receded, and the whole village felt that this young Taoist priest must be an immortal sent by God, and they worshiped and thanked him one by one.

The young Taoist priest replied that he was not polite, he could not see death without saving, this was also a karma, and then asked the locals where they could stay.

The people in the village were eager to have a living immortal, so they invited the young Taoist priest to live in their homes.

The young Taoist priest waved his hand and said that he could not live with others, so the villagers worked together and built a hut for him to live in.

The Taoist priest also told the people in the village, saying that after he stayed, he must not be driven away.

The people in the village said how could it be possible to drive away the benefactor! He swore an oath and agreed.

After the young Taoist priest stayed, he practiced behind closed doors every day, occasionally went out, and also helped the people in the village to see a doctor, save the dead and help the wounded, and the popularity was very good, and everyone called him a living immortal