Lichen clasped his hands together and bowed his head slightly: "Amitabha." ”

"I wonder what the donor wants me to help me with?"

Zhang Wei seemed to be a little hesitant.

[The village chief told me to find someone to help.] 】

[Just pull the little monk together. 】

"Follow me."

With that, he turned and walked into the village.

Lichen didn't hesitate, and just happened to meet the village chief of Yangtou Village.

The two of them went one after the other, and soon they saw the neat house.

I don't know why, it's early in the morning, but there aren't many people in the village.

"It's not the right time for you to come, Yangtou Village was originally very lively."

"I don't know why there has been a rat infestation in the past few days, and the warehouse where the seeds are stored has been sealed, so there are a lot fewer talents."

As he spoke, the two of them walked higher and higher.

Finally, stop in front of a small bamboo building with a wide view and built against the mountain.

Zhang Wei motioned for Lichen to wait outside first, and he jumped onto the bamboo building.

Returned after a short time.

"Follow me, I'll take you to the village chief."

As soon as you enter the bamboo building, you can smell the pungent fragrance of medicine, and there is a faint coughing sound.

"Because of the rat infestation, the village chief fell ill."

Passing through the middle living room, you soon came to a room with a very simple furnishings, with a bed in the corner.

And there was an old man on the bed, his hair was all white, and he looked like he had to be a sixtieth year.

At this time, he was smoking a cigarette and his face was full of sadness.

"Village chief, I'll bring one."

"Amitabha."

"The little monk has left the dust and seen the village chief."

When the old man on the bed saw the monk in front of him, he was obviously stunned, and he even forgot to smoke the pot.

"Ahem, cough, cough~"

"From outside?"

After a cough, the old village chief didn't talk any more nonsense.

"Master, I'm really sorry, the village has become a mess of porridge in the past two days, and the old man is sick in bed, so he can't help the master pour tea."

"Amitabha, good, good."

"The old donor doesn't have to be polite, the little monk understands it."

The old village chief took two puffs of his cigarette, choking on tears.

"Ahem, if the old man is not mistaken, the mage must be from outside."

"The old benefactor has a good eye, the little monk did only arrive in Shangyang City yesterday."

The old man nodded, as if thoughtful.

"I don't know what the mage is here ......"

[Did he come to Yangtou Village for another purpose? 】

Lichen sighed slightly, and hurriedly explained: "The little monk likes to drink, and sometimes grows some grain to brew himself.

However, it is not more convenient to practice in the temple than under the mountain, and it happened that when I was in the Sihai Chamber of Commerce yesterday, I bought some food from Zhang Asan Zhang and asked about Yangtou Village.

I thought that after returning to the temple in a few days, I would plant some sorghum and make wine. ”

At this time, Zhang Wei interjected: "It just so happens that I still have a small half bag of millet here, so the mage agreed to help." ”

The old man first glanced at the wine gourd on Lichen's waist, and could vaguely smell the faint aroma of wine on his body.

So I have believed seven points in the words of Lichen.

"ε=(′ο'*)))) Alas."

"If the mage comes as usual, the old man will pick some more good seeds and give them to you no matter what."

"It's a pity that Yangtou Village is infested with rats, and the stored seeds may also be poisoned."

"I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed."

Seeing him in tears, Lichen hurriedly comforted: "Don't be sad, don't be sad, dare to ask if there has been a rat infestation in the village before?" ”

The old man shook his head: "The old and young masters in the village have been growing food for a living for generations, and they have had rat infestations before, but they are not as bad as this time. ”

"Oh? How is it a powerful method? ”

"This time the rats are not afraid of people, and several villagers have already been bitten."

"A rat bites?"

Lichen frowned, already sensing that something was wrong.

"If it is the harvest season, it is normal to have rat infestation, but rats are timid by nature and are so rampant, I am afraid there is still something strange about it."

"Old donor, have you found any abnormalities in the village recently?"

"Anomalies?"

The old man 'clicked' the old smoking gun, and did not speak.

But judging from the look of his face, he seems to be preoccupied.

[Could it be that the rat infestation really has something to do with that incident?] 】

The old man let out a long breath of turbidity, then looked up at Lichen.

[Well, anyway, the news has already spread. 】

The old man coughed lightly and said, "I can't hide it, if there is an abnormal situation, there is really one thing." ”

His voice was soft, as if he was considering what to say.

"About half a month ago, it took at least half a month for the grain that was still returning to green to mature, but I didn't expect it to be completely ripe after only one night."

"In addition to food, all the weeds in the village are also growing like crazy like they have sucked fairy energy."

"A lot of dead wood is in spring, and it even pulls out young shoots."

"Overnight?"

The old man nodded.

"It was overnight."

"That's really auspicious."

When the old man heard this, he shook his head: 'ε=(′ο'*))))) Alas. ’

"Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and blessings and misfortunes depend on each other."

"What do you mean by that?"

The old man knocked on the cigarette pot and buried it again.

"Do you know why Yangtou Village has been farming for generations?"

Lichen shook his head.

The old man groaned, took out the fire fold and lit the smoke pot, and took a deep breath.

The smoke pot lit up red.

"According to the word of mouth of our ancestors, our Yangtou Village used to be the territory of 'Demon Nongmen'."

"Demon Farmer Gate?"

Lichen was a little incredible, but he didn't expect that the once-famous Demon Nongmen would be related to such a remote mountain village.

Seeing that Lichen didn't believe it, the old man nodded with a smile.

"It's fate."

"It is said that many years ago, there was a monk who received the inheritance of the Demon Nong Sect from us."

Lichen was stunned.

He subconsciously remembered "Planting Beans".

"Planting Beans" was discovered by Uncle Lonely Burning in a small secret realm, is it Yangtou Village?

"But what does this have to do with rats?"

The old man shook his head: "It is rumored outside that this change in Yangtou Village is a sign that the Demon Farmer Tomb left by the Demon Farmer Gate back then is about to be born. ”

"Whoever can find the entrance to the 'Demon Farmer' Tomb will be able to obtain the inheritance of the Demon Farmer Gate!"

"And it wasn't long before Yangtou Village was plagued with rats."

I see.

It seems that these rats are controlled by monks.

The purpose is probably to find the entrance to the Demon Farmer's Tomb.

"Most of our Yangtou Village are from Lingnong, but they have not made any achievements in cultivation."

"But Zhang Wei himself is weak and weak, and the old man is a little worried, so he asked him to find a helper to find the source of the rat infestation together."

Speaking of this, the old man coughed again.

Lichen hurriedly took out a 'Qingxin Pill' from the package, put it in the old man's mouth, and let him swallow it with a cup of tea.

As soon as the pill entered his throat, the old man felt two coolness rise in his stomach and go straight to his lungs.

The cough immediately lightened by four or five points.

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