Chapter Ninety-Four: The Pengze Flood

On this day, if there is a pheasant in his mouth, he comes to Wang Zhe.

"Want to eat called flower chicken again? Didn't I tell you that in the future, you should eat less meat and eat more grains and wild fruits in the mountains. ”

Whew, woo.

"Should dogs eat meat?"

Rift called twice.

"I've learned to talk back."

Wang Zhe shook his hand and a rope flew out, like a flying rainbow, and landed on Laifu's body, immediately entangled it. Rifle fell to the ground with a pop, unable to move, and could only wail in a low voice.

"I know how to eat, let's think about how to break this "flying rainbow lock" first, right? ”

"With such a large amount of food, it looks like this has to go down the mountain."

Laifu's body is getting bigger and bigger, and the amount of food is also amazing, and it can't live by eating and drinking like some mountain spirits for the time being, and the food in the mountains is almost gone.

Not long after Wang Zhe came down the mountain, he saw two errand officers galloping past on horseback, hurrying, and it seemed that something urgent had happened.

After walking for several miles, he came across a group of beggars on the way.

After asking, I found out that they are all people near Pengze, some time ago Pengze rained heavily, and floods broke out, flooding the heavens and the earth and houses, leaving them homeless.

This time, he did not go to Lizhou County, which is relatively close, but went to Huiji Mansion.

In addition to preparing to buy some things, he was going to stop by to find out some news.

The tribute was robbed, Taishou and Juncheng were killed, and there were monsters in Guobei County, which is a big deal, and the court should not let it go.

The last time Feng Zhenglong of the "Tianfeng Pavilion" brought him some trouble,

Whether it is the "Lost Soul Bell" or the "Flying Rainbow Lock", he has seen the uniqueness and horror of these magic weapons, which may be tricked if he is not careful.

These days, he is also thinking about his next road in the mountains.

Since it is the best of the best, then we must first find a way to break the barrier of that layer of immortal separation.

Many magic weapons do not have much effect on human immortals.

When you reach that point in your cultivation, you can better communicate with heaven and earth, borrow the power between heaven and earth, and be more sure to deal with the gibbon monkey.

He stopped and stopped along the way, and met many people who had fled.

When he arrived at Huiji Mansion and entered the city, he found that there were more beggars here.

He first went to a restaurant in the city.

The best place to find out what's going on in one of these cities is to go to a teahouse or a restaurant, where people talk about it nine times out of ten.

A few dishes, a pot of wine, quietly listening to the chatter of the people in the restaurant.

"What's going on in this city lately, there are so many beggars?"

"I heard that it came from Peng Ze, and Peng Ze was flooded and flooded many places."

"Is there still a lot of water at this time?"

"I heard that there were monsters in Pengze Lake who were excited to make waves, which caused a big flood, and the imperial court also used Peng Ze's water army in order to crusade against the monster, and it also attracted the heavenly fire."

"Tianhuo, what kind of monster, so powerful?"

"Then I don't know."

Peng Ze, youkai?

Wang Zhe looked out the window and looked at the begging people on the street, their clothes were ragged, their faces were yellow and thin.

"Are youkai harming people again?"

Seeing that it was noon, three more people came in the restaurant, and the walking posture of the three people was different from ordinary people, and they had kung fu.

"Masters, the private rooms upstairs are reserved for you!" When the shopkeeper saw these people coming, he hurriedly stepped forward to greet them and led them upstairs.

After a while, they went up with the dishes, obviously those people were not ordinary. Wang Zhe listened intently.

"That guy is really not a thing, he brought the person, but he said that my door is not well guarded and the key prisoner escapes!"

"The official level crushes people to death, don't say that we can't go back, even if we go back to the capital, the adults above will only believe him and not believe us."

"I've already found someone to take care of it, no matter how much money it costs, it's important to save my life first!"

"Come, drink."

"Why did the King of Linyuan County send someone, and why did he pay attention to this?"

"You don't know this, Guo Dingfang was able to sit on the position of the Gui Taishou thanks to the mention of the king of Linyuan County, it is said that their ancestors have known each other."

"The king of Linyuan is a close minister of His Majesty, can we ......?"

"Don't think about it, those people have already left and don't say anything, why should he help us? By the way, another Taoist priest died in the prison last night. ”

"If you're dead, you're dead, and you'll be killed sooner or later anyway."

Wang Zhe could hear the conversation between these people clearly, they were the internal guards of the Hundred Cavalry Division who stayed behind.

In prison, Taoist? The Taoist priests of Songfeng Temple are still in prison

"Please, get some food."

"Go, get out of the way."

A burst of scolding interrupted Wang Zhe's thoughts, it turned out that there was a seven or eight-year-old child begging at the door of the building, and was withdrawn by the shopkeeper, fell to the ground, and secretly wiped his tears and sobbed in a low voice after lying up.

"I'm hungry, come, here's for you?"

Wang Zhena's buns were handed to the child.

"Thank you, you have a good reward, and the Bodhisattva will bless you."

After the child took the bun, he hid it in his torn clothes, as if he was afraid of being robbed, and then turned around and ran.

Wang Zhe thought about it, asked for another basket of steamed buns, and followed behind him.

Soon he followed the girl to a dilapidated house under the base of the city, and saw the child go in, and came to a dying child, and escaped and handed the bun to his mouth.

"Xiaozhan, eat something, it's a bun." The child's lips moved and he bit down gently.

A few beggars next to him asked about the taste, and the child held a bun in one hand and a pig-killing knife in the other, staring at the people nearby, his body trembling slightly.

"Get out of the way!" A voice sounded, and several beggars turned their heads to look, only to see a young man walking with a basket of steamed buns.

The eyes were a little cold, they didn't dare to look at each other, subconsciously lowered their heads, and then retreated.

"A group of adults and two children grab something to eat!"

"Eun Gong." When the child saw Wang Zhe coming, he hurriedly said hello.

"Is this your brother?"

"Hmm." The child nodded.

"He's sick." Wang Zhe saw that the qi above the child's head was very weak, and there was still gray qi entwined in it.

Wang Zhe helped him up, took a little bit of true qi, and then tapped a few times on the child's body, pushing the blood along the back meridians.

After a while, the child's face looked much better, and the ominous gray in the breath above his head also dissipated.

"Where are you from?"

"Pengze."

"You eat first, there's still a cage here."

The boy gulped down the buns and gobbled them up, apparently hungry.

"Why are you begging?"

"Peng Ze sent a big flood, and a fire also fell, the house was flooded, my father and mother took us to join our relatives, but we met robbers on the way, and my father and mother were killed." As the child spoke, tears flowed down his eyes.

"Master Lin, how many are here, how about you take a look?"

As he was saying this, four men came to the ruined courtyard, two of them still holding sticks in their hands.

"Hey, what are you, get out of here!" One person glanced at Wang Zhe and said sharply.

Bang, he responded with a slap, and the man flew out with a whirl, fell to the ground, and passed out directly, leaving the remaining three people stupid.

"A good man forgives his sins, we have eyes that don't know Taishan." The three men turned around and were about to run.

"Wait, what are you doing here?" Wang Zhe said coldly, the three of them still wanted to run, plopped, and suddenly fell to their knees at the same time.

The three men trembled and told the truth.

They heard that there were beggars here, and they were going to pick up the children, and if they were girls, they could be raised and sold to the mansion or the Qinglou, and the boys could be sold as coolies or trained as thugs.

"You're not doing any less of this kind of thing, are you?" Wang Zhe's eyes became colder and colder after hearing this.

"No, didn't do much?"

"How many people have you killed?" Wang Zhe pointed to the one led by the one in the middle.

"No, no, this murder is a crime, how dare a small one." The man said hurriedly.

Sling the bull

Wang Zhe slapped him out of the air on the spot, threw him on the side of the courtyard wall, and stuck it directly on it.

"You two."

"Daxia spares his life, we really didn't kill anyone, he has killed people, and killed more than one, and once again I saw him throw a person into the river!"

One of them kowtowed while pointing to the person who had just been flown out by Wang Zhe.

"Ah, yes, yes." The other chimed in.

Well, Wang Zhe nodded, asked two more questions, and then fanned the two people out as well.

The two children on the side were very excited, and the beggars not far away were frightened.

"Engong, can you teach me this? I'm going to fight the bad guys too! The child, who had not yet recovered, clenched his little fist.

"You can't learn it for a while." Wang Zhe smiled.

"Teach me to be gracious." The child knelt down and was about to kowtow, but Wang Zhe waved his hand lightly and dragged him up.

If you think about it, this is fate.

He passed on a few mantras to these two children, which is the method of tuning recorded in the Taoist scriptures, and long-term practice can strengthen the body.

Subsequently, Wang Zhe left here and took the four people away with him.

Some deserve to die, and some sins deserve to be punished if they don't deserve death!

About half an hour later, a terrible shout rang out in an alley.

"Killed, killed!"

"Jinlai Building" is also a famous place in Huiji Mansion.

Wang Zhe stood in front of the magnificent building.

A thug has several lives on his back, so how many evil things does the shopkeeper behind him have to do?

And so he came.

The shopkeeper of Jinlai Lou is an obese middle-aged man, smiling on weekdays, with a kind face, like Maitreya Buddha.

On the top floor of the building, in a very luxurious room, a middle-aged man in a cyan robe was talking to a fat man.

"The shopkeeper, the money was sent, 10,000 taels, it was collected by Yu Duwei's wife."

"Just take it, I'll just say, there is no one in this world who doesn't love money.

Thousands of miles of officials are only for money, and the Taishou and Juncheng who have been killed are not high on the surface, but what are the things they do secretly better than us?

Money can make the ghost grind, but if he doesn't push, it can only be because the money is not enough! ”

"Yes, that's what the shopkeeper said."

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