"I've seen a lot of people who have frozen to death along the way!"

"But no, in the past two years, there have been floods and a great drought, and there has been no grain in the fields, there is not much harvest at all, people have no food, and many people have come out to beg.

On such a cold day, there are quite a few people who freeze to death! Hou Zhu said with emotion.

"Didn't the imperial court provide disaster relief?"

"Disaster relief? Some relief food was allocated, but it was all bran and the like, and there was no food, so it was something for an animal to eat! That's not much! ”

When mentioning this, Lao Hou was a little indignant, more helpless.

"There are a few big families in our county, hey, I remember how many places Huang Shen's Zhuangzi have, there must be a lot of grain in there, right?"

Wang Zhe suddenly remembered this guy, but he forgot about him some time ago.

"He naturally has a lot of food, but in his Zhuangzi, this thing can't be robbed openly, right?"

"It's his in his Zhuangzi, and it's naturally not when he comes out." Wang Zhe said with a smile.

"What are you going to do? You can't mess around! Lao Hou was stunned when he heard this.

Wang Zhe smiled.

It didn't take much effort, Sun Xiulian prepared a table of meals.

The two of them ate and talked.

"I don't think my sister-in-law's complexion is very good?"

When he entered the door, Wang Zhe saw that Sun Xiulian's breath was weaker than ordinary people, her hair was dry, and her face was a little pale, which was a sign of qi deficiency and lack of vitality.

"Well, after giving birth to Xiaoyu, her body was not very good, and I also tried to teach her the "Luohan Gong", but she couldn't enter the door for a long time."

"This exercise is not suitable for women." Wang Zhe hurriedly said after hearing this.

"Why?" After hearing this, Lao Hou hurriedly asked, he thought that these exercises could be practiced by both men and women.

"This exercise is the most rigid and yang Buddhist exercise, and the woman is a feminine body, so it is not suitable for practicing this exercise.

Of course, it's not that you can't practice, and when you cultivate to a certain realm, you can naturally practice at that time. Wang Zhe explained.

"No wonder, it's good that I don't have a face, you really know a lot." Lao Hou listened and said.

"I have a set of mantras here that I can give to my sister-in-law, which is the Taoist method, Zhongzheng is peaceful, both men and women, young and old can practice, and regular practice can prolong life.

In addition, I still have some pills here, and I can strengthen my foundation by eating them. Wang Zhe took out a bottle of elixir and handed it to Lao Hou.

"Okay, it seems that you have gained a lot in the past few years when you go out, which is much better than staying in this Guobei County." Lao Hou said happily after hearing this.

After three rounds of drinking,

Lao Hou dragged Wang Zhe to the courtyard, and insisted on teaching him the "Arhat Gong", "Floating Light", and "Streamer Sword", and also performed them in front of him one by one and taught him mantras.

Wang Zhe just smiled and listened.

"You won't leave when you come back this time, right?"

"Come back and see, I'll be gone in a few days." Wang Zhe said truthfully.

"Still leaving?"

"Well, it's so big outside, you should go out and have a look."

"And when are you going to get married?" Lao Hou still remembers this matter.

"No hurry, no hurry." Wang Zhe said with a smile.

"Not in a hurry?"

Lao Hou pulled Wang Zhe and said a lot of words.

When Wang Zhe left the old marquis's house, it was dark, and the sky was still filled with spiritual snowflakes.

In this cold winter night, the whole Guobei County is quiet, there are no pedestrians on the road, and there are few houses with lights on.

Wang Zhe did not rush home, but walked around the city.

"The rice at home has been eaten, and the money is gone, how can I live this day?"

"Mother, I'm hungry."

"Sleep, you won't be hungry when you fall asleep."

Many people are worried about having enough to eat, and after today, they are worried about how they will live tomorrow.

At the base of the wall, he saw two frozen men.

As he walked, he came to the City God Temple again and walked in to take a look, the courtyard wall was still there, and it was full of begging homeless people, dirty and messy.

Subsequently, Wang Zheyou went to the courtyard of Huang Shen's house.

"Where is that old man Huang now?"

He pinched his fingers and calculated, and as he broke through the human immortal realm, his ability to divinate hexagrams also increased a lot.

The heart has thoughts, and the hexagram has shown it.

"Lin'an Mansion? Ran far enough. ”

When he arrived at this house, there were still a few people in this house.

One room was still lit up, and the smell of meat wafted from it.

In the house, there was a stove, and there was a pot on the stove, and the meat was squatting in the pot, gurgling and steaming.

The two of them were eating meat and drinking wine around the iron pot.

"It's cold enough, I heard that seven or eight more froze to death outside today."

"Hey, it doesn't matter when we are, let's just take care of the master's family property, let's eat meat and drink!"

"Someone came to the house to steal rice a few days ago?"

"How much can one or two people steal? You don't know how much rice there is in the rice warehouse in the old man's Zhuangzi!

Besides, although the old man is gone, isn't the old man still there, and sooner or later he will be able to catch those blind guys? ”

The door creaked open, and the cold wind poured in, mixed with snowflakes.

"Well, what's going on?"

The two of them were stunned for a moment, and then their bodies flew out involuntarily.

"There's a youkai!" Screams pierced the silent night.

Guo Beicheng, in a compound.

A man was lying on the bed, his brow furrowed, his face covered in sweat.

In the gloomy hall, there was a cauldron with flames burning underneath and hot oil inside.

On both sides were ghosts, led by a bull-headed horse-faced man with a hideous face, and there was a man standing in the middle, whose appearance could not be seen clearly.

"Hu Qian, you have done a lot of bad things in your life!" One of them said coldly.

"The villain sees the king of Yama!" Hu Qianputong knelt down all of a sudden.

"Read!"

"Hu Qian, in the 15 years of setting up a gambling house, 72 families were destroyed and 34 people died. The sin is so great that it will bring disaster to three generations of children and grandchildren! ”

"I, have I hurt so many people?" Hu Qian was blindsided at that time.

"It's fried!"

"Yes!"

The two ghosts set up Hu Qian and walked towards the oil pot.

"Spare your life, spare your life!" Hu Qian shouted loudly and struggled hard, but he couldn't use half a minute of his strength on weekdays, and his martial arts seemed to have disappeared.

was sent by those two ghosts to the swimming pot, and seeing the boiling hot oil and the heat surging, his face changed in fright.

The two demons threw him into the oil pot at once.

Son, the sound of fried meat.

Yes!

The pain was so intense that he couldn't help but scream.

After a few moments, he was forked up by two ghosts with forks.

The original eight-foot man had been blown up to less than seven feet, unrecognizable, and his body was twisted.

"Spare your life, spare your life, Hades spare your life!"

"You have done a lot of evil, and you can't be forgiven!"

"I did all those bad things, one person did the work and one person did it, it has nothing to do with my children and grandchildren, it has nothing to do with them!"

"The iniquity you have created is not finished by one person, but you also have to pay back your descendants!"

"I was wrong, I was wrong!"

"Bomb on!"

"Yes!"

Yes!

Hu Qian sat up from the bed all of a sudden, sweating profusely.

"Whew, whew, it's just a dream!"

"Master, what's wrong with you?" The little concubine on the side hurriedly got up and asked with concern.

"It's okay, you can sleep."

Well, Hu Qian suddenly felt burning pain all over his body, and when he got out of bed and looked at the lamp, his whole body was red, as if he had been burned.

"This, this ......," he thought of the dream he had just had.

It's still late at night, but he can't sleep anymore, his whole body hurts, this is secondary, mainly scared, the dream is too real, especially the scene of the oil pot, vividly.

He kept his eyes open until dawn, and his mind was full of the dream he had just had.

When he got out of bed at dawn, he was still listless.

"Master, the two sons can't wake up, no matter how they scream." A subordinate hurried over.

"What?" After hearing this, Hu Qian hurriedly ran out.

The two sons were lying on the bed, looking like ordinary people, but no matter how they called, they just didn't wake up, and even shaking didn't work.

The two ladies were crying and crying.

Soon, the doctor in the county town was invited over, and there was no way to do it after seeing it.

"Retribution, this is retribution!" Hu Qian thought of last night's dream again.

"Woe to the children and grandchildren, woe to the children and grandchildren, what should I do, what should I do?"

He needed someone to guide him, and after being reminded by a lady, he thought of Lanruo Temple.

Early in the morning, as soon as the city gate opened, Hu Qian rode out of the city on horseback and went straight to Lanruo Temple.

The monks in the temple were still chanting, and no one expected that pilgrims would come so early.

Hu Qian went straight to Zen Master Guangyun and told him about his dream last night.

"How can I dissolve the sins on my body, and ask the master for guidance." Hu Qian asked eagerly.

"Amitabha, doing good and eliminating evil, saving people's lives is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter." Zen Master Guangyun said.

"Save people, save people......" Hu Qian repeated softly, and he suddenly thought of the victims in the city.

"Thank you, Master!"

He left a hundred taels of sesame oil money, but was politely rejected by Zen Master Guangyun.

Then Hu Qian hurriedly returned to the county and did something that shocked the entire Guobei County, setting up a porridge shed and giving alms to the victims.

"Have you heard, Hu Qian is giving soup porridge and relieving the homeless?"

"Who, Hu Qian, this is impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"Really, the porridge shack is just outside his house."

"Let's go, let's take a look!"

After three days of soup porridge in a row, in anxious waiting, Hu Qian's comatose eldest son woke up.

"Master, we don't have much food left."

"Not much? Where is there any surplus food? ”

"This ......"

"Master Huang, there is still a lot of grain in the village."

"Borrow it!" After hearing this, Hu Qian groaned for a moment, then gritted his teeth and stomped his feet.

"Master, that's ......"

"I'll go myself!" Hu Qiandao.

"My son is gone, I'm going to cut off my children and grandchildren, I'm still afraid of him Huang Shen!" Hu Qian's face was a little hideous.

When he brought people into Huang's old man's Zhuangzi and saw the grain he had saved, he was stunned.

"So much food? It's all moldy! ”

"That Hu Ye, you, you are ......" Huang Shen's subordinates in the Zhuangzi stumbled.

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