"Girl, I have done everything you said, why haven't I seen more food for several nights in a row!"

"But no, Mrs. Chen, did you miss any details?"

"Oh, it's the twenty-sixth, and Li Zheng has come to urge him a few times, and if he doesn't pay for food, he will be in prison!"

In the fence courtyard of the Chen family in Shanqi Village, there were many villagers, all of them with anxious faces and restlessness, constantly urging the Chen family and his wife.

Some people even squatted by the fence, secretly wiping their tears.

In the past few days, according to the Chen family, they have begun to worship their ancestors and pray for blessings.

But after one night, the granary was unchanged.

They wondered, is the process wrong?

simply followed the process described by the Chen family, and implemented it one by one, but the result was still nothing.

In the end, it was the old bear in the village who slapped his thigh and said bluntly, is it the ancestor of the Chen family who has this ability?

Good guys, everyone reacted at this time, and hurriedly sacrificed to the ancestors of the Chen family.

Unexpectedly, even so, it was still in vain.

At this point, Shanqi Village panicked.

Because there is not enough time.

According to official rules, the autumn tax is collected from the beginning of November and ends at the end of the month, lasting 30 days.

Under the mechanism of "rewarding those who let the public complain with half of the report", the people dare not leak it.

It's now the twenty-sixth, and they only have two days left at most, except for the time when Li Zheng entered the city to pay for food, and they really can't afford to stay up.

Now that I sell my house, land, wife, and children, I'm afraid it's going to be too late.

"If you want me to say, there is no such thing as the ancestor blessing at all, this is the old Chen family lying, this is using the ancestor to block the arrow!"

Suddenly, there was an angry voice in the courtyard.

The sound fell, and the courtyard was silent.

Everyone looked at each other, and many people subconsciously looked at the Chen family and his wife.

"Who lied! Who lied to anyone!? My family has always been in the village, and I have never been out of the village, so no one will see me one day, how can I deceive people?"

Lao Chen was anxious and hurriedly shouted.

At this point, there was no way back for him.

Deny it now, don't think about mixing in the village in the future, and you may not even survive tonight.

He has never studied, he has never heard of "not suffering from inequality", but not having studied does not mean that he is stupid.

"Then why is it that your family is done, and we can't make it?"

The third uncle of the girl scolded angrily.

"Who knows, maybe my ancestors only bless my family!"

Lao Chen couldn't help but refute.

"Whew! Lao Chen, you don't play tricks with me, your grandfather, is also my grandfather, when it comes to ancestors, our village is an ancestor!"

The third uncle of the girl retorted, and won the approval of the head of the whole house.

"That's right, let's talk about it, everyone is an ancestor."

"What the little third son said is reasonable."

Seeing this, Lao Chen's old face darkened, and he muttered, "Maybe it's my grandfather, or even my father's blessing!"

"Your father? Hmph, your dad has a mud leg......

"That's enough!"

An angry reprimand, interrupting the girl's third uncle's words of dementia, everyone followed the sound, but it was Chen Jiaofu, the old man in the village!

The skinny Chen Jiaofu was furious, and suddenly panted like a cow, so frightened that the villagers hurriedly stroked their backs, for fear that the old man would not be able to slow down in one breath and go down.

"Whoa...... Whoosh...... Alright!" ….

Chen Jiao leaned on his crutches and gasped for a while before waving his hand, looking around the courtyard and saying, "The autumn tax is coming, the drought and flooding before this year, and the grain harvest of every household has failed. Huh?"

The third uncle of the girl lowered his head and did not squeak.

Chen Jiaofu looked at the girl's father again, suddenly dropped the crutches, and knelt down with a "poof".

"Oops, hey, old ......."

"Don't, don't!"

Seeing this, the villagers next to them were frightened and rushed over to help.

Lao Chen even burned his eyebrows, and reluctantly jumped to the side, avoiding kneeling, and the scene was a mess for a while.

However, no matter how everyone pulled, Chen Jiaofu sank like a rock, knelt on the ground, and said with tears in his eyes: "Chen Er, it's not the old man who forced you, it's really helpless, for your father's part of calling me a dog, tell everyone the way?"

The hoarse voice made the villagers in the courtyard feel related.

Lao Chen was sad and indignant, poofed, and knelt down: "Uncle, it is really the blessing of the ancestors, my daughter-in-law burned incense to worship the ancestors that night, I was cheap, and I scolded my daughter-in-law, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it......

Everyone was stunned, no one expected that there was such a detail in it.

"Ah, isn't it...... Isn't it the ancestor of my husband's side?"

"Ah, and that again?"

An exclamation made the villagers look at each other.

……

……

The job that Mo Chuan arranged for Ya San'er is actually a fireman.

The ear is extremely tough, and cooking over a fire is time-consuming and laborious.

He was able to cook it with the blessing of the method of copying, but in the long run, it was a waste of energy.

Especially now that he needs to cook the qi of plants and trees, he is already a little lacking in skills.

Leaving this matter to Yasan'er just liberated him.

The only drawback of this method is that it wastes firewood.

"Well, no, the Xianjia Cave Mansion burns firewood, which is somewhat indecent. ，

Mo Chuan pondered for a while, and thought that there were some special spirit trees in the warehouse, which could be used for cooking if they were burned for several months.

However, cooking ingredients in this way is somewhat wasteful.

If you have a chance, let's collect the method of controlling fire in the Ten Thousand Miles of Jing Wilderness.

He is now in charge of the art of boiling stones, exchanging pills, it shouldn't be difficult to think about it.

Even if you can't collect it for a while, there will always be spirit wood.

It is worth mentioning that Mo Chuan tried to cook beef ears by boiling stones.

Essence blood, Yuan Qi, bone marrow can be obtained...... etc.

It seems feasible, but what Mo Chuan wants is only Yuan Qi, which is extracted by boiling stones, and it consumes a lot, so he can only give up!

……

Not to mention Ya San'er's dumbfounded eyes after seeing the ox ear and the spirit firewood, after Mo Chuan made arrangements here, he immediately went to alchemy.

He planned to refine a few more furnaces of elixir, this thing can be called hard currency, whether it is a transaction or a reward, it is extremely convenient and can be used.

By the way, I will give some more Fuluan as a means of manifestation.

Coincidentally, the two pills given by the Fengming Cave God are both auxiliary pills, one is detoxification, and the other is light and prolonged.

The benefits to demons are limited, but for mortals, they can be called a panacea.

Imagine, dissolve this elixir in the jar, and the pilgrims can ask for a bowl of tea when they enter the incense, drink it, and reduce the pain. ….

As for where does Dancai come from?

Simple.

——Hanging Dan for materials.

Mo Chuan had already thought about it, and as the god of the Ten Thousand Dynasty Cave, he issued the task of purchasing Dancai and using Dan as a reward.

The little demon of the Thousands of Miles of Jinghuang has no shortage of time and energy, and such a way will inevitably be endless.

Now he only needs to refine a few furnaces of elixir to start this entrepreneurial plan.

Just do it, with previous experience in alchemy, he only used one morning to produce two furnaces of pills.

The gap is so big because of the first alchemy, the Danfang has many obscurities, and it needs to be tried and made by exhaustive methods, which is delayed.

Now that we know the correct Dan Fang, the speed is naturally extremely fast.

It can be expected that as he improves his Taoism and becomes proficient in his techniques, the speed of alchemy will only get faster and faster.

Let's say that the two furnaces of Dancheng were completed, Mo Chuan immediately called the bird demon Xiaoqing and ordered him to hang Dan for materials.

Seeing this, Xiaoqing's heart moved: "If the immortal chief lacks dancai, Xiaoqing told the red pheasant Niangniang that Niangniang will offer all kinds of dancai, so why should this divine pill flow in the wilderness and destroy the heavens?"

Mo Chuan smiled, "The way of alchemy seems to be talented

Emphasis is on the matter, but diligence is the first, how many magic skills, but only the hands are familiar!"

"The two pills given by Niangniang, the pill materials are common, the refining is complex, but the uses are quite extensive, they are the best pills for practice, so how can they say that they destroy the heavens?"

Xiaoqing was stunned.

I had the heart to take all the Mingchen pills on behalf of my mother, and my thoughts flickered, and I had to give up.

Listening to Mo Chuan's meaning, this hanging Dan for materials is obviously a long-term task.

No matter how much the red pheasant Niangniang Dan material reserves are, they will eventually be exhausted.

Of course, Niangniang can secretly collect Dan materials, but isn't this a second-class dealer?

If Mingchen Immortal knew it, he would definitely be very displeased.

For the sake of small profits, offending such alchemy everyone, Xiaoqing naturally did not dare.

"Xiaoqing's eyelids are shallow, which makes the fairy chief laugh." Xiaoqing apologized.

"It doesn't matter." Mo Chuan waved his hand.

Xiaoqing immediately took his leave and left.

She could already imagine how surprised and lively it would be as the news spread.

It must be known that demons and evil are born and raised, the blessings are shallow, the same kind of cannibalism abounds, and it is not easy to practice!

If you can get an elixir, at the critical moment, it is a life.

How can this not be crazy?

……

"It's really weird, the method of boiling stones is so against the sky, I can think of the method of raising Dan with Dan, seeing that the true Taoist people have no Taoist ideals, why are the true Taoist people finally forced to kill people and cook their lives?"

A glimpse of the whole leopard.

After watching Xiaoqing leave, Mo Chuan felt a trace of uneasiness in his heart.

"Could it be that it is too late to obtain the method of boiling stones, and there is not much life left?"

"Or are you obsessed with alchemy and pleasure and mistaken in your practice?"

"Or...... The road is far more dangerous than I thought?"

At this time, an incense bird arrived, without waiting for Mo Chuan to take a closer look, and then the incense was rolling, roaring like a dragon, rushing to the face!

it!

With a national scold in his heart, Mo Chuan was stunned and lifted the smoke, as far as his eyes could see, his face was full of astonishment, and his brows furrowed.

I saw that a few days ago, the small courtyard of the farmhouse where he picked incense had become a wild shrine.

At dusk, the darkness oppressed the villagers, who knelt down and prayed under the leadership of the old woman. ….

On the long eucalyptus strips, full of tributes.

Take a closer look, although they are all worthless things, they are also dazzling and full of sincerity.

"Ancestors and ancestors, please save Shanqi Village! This year, the village has a bad year, the first drought and then the flood, the harvest is poor, the autumn tax has arrived again, everyone has no surplus grain, and there are still two days before the autumn tax expires, and if you don't pay the grain, I am afraid that you will have to sell your house and land......

"Ancestors and ancestors, if Shanqi Village can get through this difficulty, I will definitely build an ancestral shrine for you......

Lao Chen's daughter-in-law knelt under the offering table, speaking half-dialect and half-crepe rhetoric, obviously taught by others, but she didn't learn it completely, and she ended up with a nondescript appearance.

However, Mo Chuan understood the meaning of the expression.

Just because I understand it, my scalp is numb.

Something bad.

Today, Mo Chuan, who is no longer Wuxia Ameng, has already realized that this incense is afraid that it will not be able to be saved.

In other words, why did he borrow the mouth of the bull demon to send silver as compensation for the loss of cattle in He Yuan Village?

It is because we do not suffer from widowhood and suffer from inequality.

He may appear to the spirit, but he must not give away his possessions directly.

Otherwise, when others listen to it, they follow suit, will he send it or not?

Send, caught in a strange circle.

If you don't send it, you're afraid that your faith will collapse.

The best incense is similar to the incense in "Zhang Zhu Chopping Plum Tree" that he told the monk Guangyin of Dayuan Temple under the willow tree in Wabei Village.

- Spirit-like, spirit-like.

It is said that it does not work, and some people do get it.

It is said that it is spiritual, but not everyone gets what they want.

Such incense, under the crowd, is best maintained,

And enduring.

Therefore, in order to win the incense of the old Chen family, Mo Chuan did not directly give silver, but used the method of size and wishful thinking to permanently make the rice bigger to increase the amount.

It is expected that this kind of thing will be known to Lao Chen himself, that is, if he listens to outsiders, he is afraid that he will be suspicious.

Unexpectedly, why did it suddenly make a big fuss?

Wait to hear the "difference in the year", "the drought before the flood", and the "autumn tax...... and other words, Mo Chuan was in a trance, and faintly guessed the truth.

The Chen family's case is probably not an isolated case.

If you look closely, you can see that the worshippers are all wearing vegetables, and many of them have withered looks and are very meaty.

"Hey!"

Mo Chuan shook his head and sighed, brushing away the incense in front of him.

- This incense, don't do it.

First, there are too many people involved and limited mana, and it is simply impossible to permanently increase the food of all households.

Second, if you get your wish this time, how to deal with it next time?

Isn't it a wish-making machine?

If you don't allow it, the great kindness is like hatred, and the villagers will inevitably destroy the ancestral hall and tear down the church, so why bother?!

……

……

Drunk in front of the gods, the wind scattered paper money ashes.

After some prayers, the families took back the tribute that had been squeezed out of their teeth and went home with a sad face.

Only the ignorant children happily follow behind their parents, rejoicing that they can eat a sumptuous meal tonight.

In fact, the children did eat it.

In the eyes of the parents who were slightly worried and ashamed.

It may be the last meal they have at home, or it may be a fat-growing meal before winter.

Night.

The village is like a grave, and there are no lights.

After seeing the excitement, the young children who had eaten a big meal were already tired and fell asleep.

Only adults can't sleep after tossing and turning.

"The child is his father, if Ming'er doesn't show his spirit...... Shall we sell the land?"

"Sell land! You are crazy? The cubs are gone, they can still regenerate, and the land is gone, what do we eat?"

"But I can't bear to ......."

"What's reluctant, the dog leaves the cub for three days, and it will be fine in three days."

The suppressed voices of discussion, echoing in the darkness, were chilling.

In Russia, there was a baby's cry, weak as a bird's cry, and only in this silent night could it be heard clearly.

"Adults are as thin as firewood, how can they milk children, it's better to take advantage of the breath......

The emotion came to an abrupt end before it fell, as if he had thought of something.

It's always easy to talk about others, it's your turn, and you know what it's like.

The baby's crying gradually subsided.

It's just that the village is aware of it, and there are some seemingly non-existent movements.

The people in Shanqi Village whimpered, and the ghosts under the green maple forest groaned.

The cries of hope are gone, is there still hope in this village?

The clouds are shining, the sun is dawning.

The unbearable cold night finally ushered in the dawn.

The village gradually woke up.

That's the woman who gets up early, that's the man who tosses and turns, that's the ignorant child.

In a few moments, a scream spread throughout the village.

Then one after another, crying and laughing, the noise is like a festival.

The village came alive.

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Take a bite of sunshine