Chapter 107: Painting the Wall

Ma Xianxing and Bai Jia went out of the city in the afternoon, and arrived at Huangquan Road in the evening, it is said that they walked very peacefully, and they shouted Zhang Xiu's name when they died, which shows how deep the friendship between colleagues is.

The government of Hangzhou Mansion is also very lively, and dozens of officials have learned spells from somewhere, and they gather in front of the government to perform flying head techniques.

It's just that their spells have not been cultivated to the home, so they can only make people's heads fly, but they haven't learned how to put their heads back, and in front of the government office, people's heads are rolling in an instant, and blood is flowing all over the ground.

According to the people of Hangzhou Mansion, these officials were bewitched by a demon named Lu Fengxian, who killed his father, which caused the officialdom of the entire Hangzhou Mansion to be emptied overnight.

For a while, the people were shocked, the Hangzhou Mansion was shocked, the imperial court was shocked, and Zhang Xiu, who happened to be passing by, was shocked!

Yan Feng really couldn't stand it, and complained from the corner of his eyes: "Brother Zhang, you are shocked, this Lu Feng was made up by you first......"

Zhang Xiu put down the notice written by him in his hand, and said seriously: "Brother Yan, I can't admit this kind of thing even if I die, otherwise I will lose my black yarn hat." ”

"Now I am temporarily acting as the affairs of the Hangzhou government, and when all the new officials sent by the imperial court are in place, the new embankment will almost be built, and my term of office is estimated to be up.

At that time, I will be able to retire and return to the college to take over the position of dean, but I cannot be dismissed at such a critical moment. ”

Yan Feng sighed, and then was relieved: "Alas, the emperor is incompetent, the officialdom is dark, and he wants to do things. After you resign and go into hiding, I will take my wife to play in the mountains and rivers, kill demons and demons, and kill all the dog officials in the world! ”

Zhang Xiu glanced at him and said: "If you want to go, go there, remember to run away if you can't beat him, when the time comes, let's call friends and hug him, I don't believe that I can't kill him." ”

When Yan Feng heard this, he nodded approvingly, and then froze in place.

If I hadn't known you had no friends, I would have almost believed you!

Zhang Xiu ignored Yan Feng's eyes, continued to close his eyes, and looked at his newly received reward.

It's okay to release the plum girl, and she got the [Sixteen Years of Hanging Experience] that is almost useless, but after reconciling the 100,000 homeless people in the mountains, Zhang Xiu has received a total of more than 100,000 rewards.

He looked at them one by one, and watched them for several days, and he hadn't finished reading them until now.

In addition to the accumulated 10,000 years of experience in rebellion, plus 30,000 years of lifespan, there are also farming skills such as farming and raising pigs, as well as miscellaneous experiences such as midwifery, medicine collection, street scolding, robbery, molesting good women, fraud, intimidation, and blackmail.

Seeing that Zhang Xiu was in a trance, he almost had to change his name to Zhang San......

At this moment, a hurried shout rang out from outside the house: "My lord, it's raining!" ”

Zhang Xiu raised his face to see that a catcher whose clothes were wet from the rain penetrated from the outside, and it turned out to be Xiang Gao, the leader of the homeless people.

After the displaced people followed Xiang Gao down the mountain, Zhang Xiu made him the head catcher of the government to help manage the displaced people.

As for the people, they were sent to build the dikes in exchange for work.

The people had food and money, and the government also helped build houses, and the uneasiness in their hearts gradually dissipated, and under the leadership of Xiang Gao, they worked hard.

Zhang Xiu got up and looked out the window, and when he saw that the raindrops were getting bigger and bigger, he couldn't help frowning, and asked: "Let the people stop work and arrange for them to take shelter from the rain, by the way, those temporary shacks are afraid that they can't withstand the heavy rain, you can take someone to reinforce it, don't cause death or injury because of the collapse of the shack." ”

Xiang Gao received the order, and hurriedly turned into a tiger and rushed out of the door.

A tiger is running on the street, and the people in the government have long adapted to it, so it's no wonder.

Zhang Xiu pushed Ao Xue, who was dozing off on the book, and shouted, "It's time to eat!" ”

Ao Xue jumped up suddenly: "What to eat at noon!" ”

Zhang Xiu pointed to the door and said, "You are sleepy, obviously not long after lunch, help me see how long it will rain outside." ”

Ao Xue shook her head and came to her senses, walked out of the door in a few steps, stared at the dark clouds in the sky for a while, and said: "It is the Dragon King of the East China Sea who is spreading clouds and rain in the sky, and looking at him, this rain will rain for at least two hours." ”

Zhang Xiu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Fortunately, Ao Xue, you come with me to the lake embankment, so that the embankment that has not yet been built will not be washed away by the water."

As soon as the dam collapsed, all the efforts of the people in the past few days were in vain, and they had just adapted to their current life, which must have been a big blow to them. ”

"Hmm!"

Ao Xue jumped on Zhang Xiu's shoulder, opened the umbrella, and walked out with Zhang Xiu.

After a short time, the three of them came to the embankment.

Ao Xue jumped off his shoulder, turned into a white dragon and jumped into the water, swimming in front of the embankment, turning over from time to time and spitting out a fountain, looking like he was wandering wantonly.

Yan Feng smiled and said, "Let her play here, let's find a place to shelter from the rain." ”

Zhang Xiu looked around and found a temple not far away, and said, "Go to the temple to take shelter from the rain." ”

This temple has no name, and the halls and monks' houses are not very spacious, and only an old monk who travels all over the world lives in it temporarily.

When the old monk saw a guest entering the door, he tidied up his clothes and came out to greet him: "Amitabha, it turns out that the old man Qingtian is here, good and good, quickly follow the old man into the temple and drink a bowl of ginger soup to warm up." ”

Zhang Xiu saluted and thanked him, and followed him to the main hall.

Taking advantage of the old monk's efforts to boil ginger soup, Zhang Xiu looked at this Buddha hall.

In the Buddhist hall, the murals on the walls on both sides are very exquisite, and the figures on them are lifelike.

On the east wall are painted many scattered flowers, and among them is a girl with drooping hair, smiling with flowers in her hand, with a small cherry mouth as if to speak, and her eyes as if to turn.

Zhang Xiu stared at her for a few moments, but she didn't feel her mind shaking, and felt that her body was fluttering, as if she was riding a cloud and mist, and slowly closed her eyes.

Yan Feng on the side suddenly noticed something strange and reached out to touch it, but Zhang Xiu suddenly disappeared out of thin air, so frightened that Yan Feng immediately shouted: "Zhang Xiu!" ”

At this time, the old monk walked out with two bowls of ginger soup.

Yan Feng grabbed the old monk, lifted him up with one hand, and said angrily: "Demon monk, where did you get Zhang Xiu!" ”

The old monk was not angry, and said with a smile: "Amitabha, the donor is temporarily angry, Lord Zhang has a fate with my Buddha, and entered the mural to listen to the Bodhisattva preaching the Dharma." ”

Yan Feng said angrily: "Nonsense, if you don't hand him over, I'll screw your head off now......"

The old monk released a Buddha light, slowly falling to the ground, and said: "The Bodhisattva ignores ignorance, and a thousand illusions are done together, all of which are automatically heard by people's hearts. If Master Zhang is really the person he is looking for, he will see the Bodhisattva. ”

Seeing that he had escaped from his hands so easily, Yan Feng's face suddenly changed, and he asked, "What if he is not the person you are looking for?" ”

The old monk smiled slightly: "Wait for a while." ”

(End of chapter)