The land of Fujian, the mountains and the sea, the soil is barren and the people are poor, the rain is given and the sorrow is less, the hunger is there, and the occasional apology is old, and the food is screaming.

……

It was a famine year.

The year is very poor.

The mountains are barren, the dragon king does not give it, the harvest fails, and the households are famine.

But the imperial court taxes were not reduced.

Two taxes a year, summer tax, that is, summer rent, is better, although the land is poor, but you can always find something to eat, grit your teeth and take it by, and it will pass.

When it comes to autumn taxes, it will be difficult.

It's easy to hand over the grain, but how to survive this winter?

If you have a little family background, you can still grit your teeth and pull your belt again;

has no family background, and has already figured out selling children.

Who would have thought that on this apologetic year, the old Chen family in the village would stir-fry the vegetables early in the morning.

The aroma of eggs spread all over the village.

The people in the village were curious, and walked to the door and turned around and around, and some people couldn't bear it, so they went in and asked, oh, worship the ancestors.

Come back and pinch your fingers, no!

This is not a New Year's holiday, and the second is not a death day, what ancestors are sacrificed?

Didn't you sell the girl for a lot of money and come back to make up for your son?

But if you look closely, the girl is clearly busy in the courtyard.

Now the village is becoming more and more lakelike.

The owner simply borrowed a dustpan, the west borrowed a hoe, borrowed something and didn't leave, and the pestle chatted about the north and south in front of the door.

Old Mrs. Chen's mouth is worth the gossip of the whole village, and she accidentally leaked her mouth.

Good guy, this leaky sentence is like a mountain smashing into the sea, causing an uproar in this peaceful village and town!

Under the sunset, thousands of empty alleys gathered in Chen's house.

"Old Chen, I know that your family has more food...... No? No, will you get out of the way for me?"

"No, the food hasn't increased, so it's good if you give me a look, the villagers look at it, and I won't steal it?"

"Brother Chen, it's not easy for a big guy in this famine, it's almost December, and if you don't pay taxes, you'll have to go to jail! What's the way to live, tell us about it?"

"Lao Chen, do you remember that winter, my mother gave you a steamed bun? I don't want that steamed bun, I just want to ...... They are all from the villagers, they fight together when there is a disaster, and they go together when there is a difficulty, what way can't they say? Didn't you do it...... Bandit?"

Everyone, you look at you, I will say a word, let him Lao Chen incarnate into a bodhisattva in the sea, and he can't hide it.

When a bowl of autumn grain is scooped out, the villagers in the courtyard take turns to check, and the whole village changes color for a while.

"Oh, why is this rice so round?"

"No, I've never seen such good rice when I've grown so big."

"No, my land is next to your house, what is your rice, I still don't know? This can't be autumn grain."

"Old Chen, did you secretly buy food?"

Looking at the plump rice, the villagers were taken aback, gossiping, and didn't believe it at all.

There is speculation that it was bought.

But if you buy it, where can you grow such good rice?

Where did the old Chen family get the money?

What's more, the village is closed, don't say that big bags of grain enter the village, it is a fly, and the village intelligence center can see the male and female, where can it hide from people?

In order to clear up the rumors of banditry, the Chen family could only bluntly say that it was the ancestor who appeared.

The big guy is naturally skeptical. ….

forced the girl to be anxious and helped to defend herself.

The adults speak, but the villagers don't believe it;

As soon as the child spoke, everyone immediately looked at each other and muttered secretly.

……

……

"Dao Ye, you're here."

In the sacrificial furnace, the monk of the lamp grass, who was guarding the eagle hitting the cliff and mountain fruit, meditating and meditating on his knees, suddenly heard a sound of footsteps, raised his eyes, and was shocked, and quickly got up and kowtowed.

"The old woman has seen the immortal!"

The pestle stands

The willow tree spirit on the side, Liu Huaichun, also conjured up a tree spirit as a blessing gift.

"Hmm!"

Mo Chuan first bowed his head at Liu Huaichun, and then said to the Dengcao monk, "Get up, why don't you see San'er?"

Monk Dengcao stood up and said with a smile: "If you return to the Dao Master, Ya San'er is still looking for the opportunity of this immortal palace!"

Mo Chuan shook his head dumbly: "It's persevering."

Monk Dengcao couldn't figure out whether this was praise or disparagement, so he didn't dare to talk rashly, so he could only smile shyly.

"Fellow Daoist, have you been living comfortably lately?"

Mo Chuan said a word, and then looked at Liu Huaichun.

"Immortal Chief's words have tormented the old woman, the world is difficult, the road is dangerous, there is no place comparable to the Pure Land of Immortal Chief, how can there be an uncomfortable reason?" Liu Huaichun hurriedly said.

"It's good to get used to it." Mo Chuan nodded, and asked again, "Monk of Dayuan Temple, have you been to Wabeizhuang recently?"

"I went, but after a look, I begged for a meal, preached a few words of Buddhism, and left."

"I know how to take it step by step."

Mo Chuan nodded, and then raised his hand, and the gray sky suddenly lit up, and one after another spiritual light fell like meteorites.

This scene shocked Liu Huaichun.

If it weren't for the ground, there would be no way to escape, and I'm afraid I'd have already fled.

However, the monk of the lamp grass was quite bold, looking directly at the meteor shower, not dodging or dodging.

When the meteor shower fell into their eyes, the two demons realized that the meteors were actually porcelain bottles, and each porcelain bottle had a note pasted on it.

- This is the medicinal herb seed that Mo Chuan asked the Fengming Cave God to collect by others.

"Lampgrass Monk."

"The little monk is here."

"The palace is cold, and the land is abandoned, these are all kinds of medicinal herb seeds, can you be sure that they will be cultivated into wood?" Mo Chuan asked.

The lamp grass monk's eyes bulged, and he hurriedly begged for mercy:

"Dao Master, the little monk is shallow, it is okay to cultivate three or five plants, but it can be cultivated so much, even if the little monk has the heart, he is not enough. I'm just afraid that it will ruin the Dao Master's big event."

"Oh, you know that this is a big deal for the Dao Master, why don't you solve the problems of the poor Dao?" Mo Chuan looked serious.

"Dao Ye is a heavenly immortal, a land immortal, what can make Dao Ye worry, how can the little monk have the ability to solve problems for you?" The monk of the lamp grass knelt on the ground with a puff and argued.

"yes—" Mo Chuan dragged out a long tail note.

Cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the lamp grass monk, and he couldn't squeeze out a word.

"That's it! Get up. These herbs and trees are at your disposal, and the medicinal herbs are good for cultivating the poor path, if you are short of two catties when you use it, the poor path will definitely draw your grass and tree qi to fill it."

After speaking, Mo Chuan waved his hand, and a pillar of green air fell from the sky and fell straight on the Lamp Grass Monk.

The breath of the plants and trees in it is tumbling endlessly, endlessly!

Don't say that the monk of the lamp grass, it was Liu Huaichun who was stunned when he saw this scene.

"The little monk obeys the decree of the Taoist master."

When the monk Dengcao saw this scene, he was dumbfounded, and hurriedly knelt down to agree, and his heart was ecstatic.

It knows that the bull's nose is fierce, and the shot is quite generous.

Such a large amount of grass and trees pass through its hands, don't say that you are greedy for ink, you just grab a handful, and your hands are full of oil!

Liu Huaichun looked at the lamp grass monk who was kneeling on the ground, his face full of envy.

To be honest, the flattering posture of the lamp grass monk is quite shameful.

And yet now she hated to kneel there yes to her.

Even if the servants of the immortal family are watchdogs, they are also the opportunity that many demons and evil spirits can't ask for.

"Immortal Chief, the old woman has lived in the village for a long time, and she is a fine plant and tree, and she also knows a little bit about cultivation, and now she is taken in by the Immortal Chief, and I am grateful. However, the grass and trees are fine, and they can't move, even if they sweep the palace, they can't do anything, and now the immortal chief wants to cultivate herbs, and the old woman is willing to work hard for the immortal chief to take care of it, so as to show the heart of the fist."

Liu Huaichun gritted his teeth, and Wen Crepe's begging errand got up.

The face of the monk of the lamp grass kneeling on the ground changed suddenly when he heard this, and he turned his head slightly, and when he looked at Liu Huaichun, his eyes flashed with a fierce color.

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