Chapter 565: Deng Chanyu: I am inseparable from the poor god!

When the three incense sticks were halfway burned, the water of the Tao River began to boil, the surrounding birds and birds were dancing, the clouds in the sky suddenly dispersed, and a seven-colored pillar of light fell from the sky.

The old man asked, "This seat is the god of water, I don't know what is the matter with the king's invitation?"

Bo Yi had a little simple knowledge of the immortals, so he asked, "Could it be that the immortal chief is the dragon king of Taohe?"

The old man looked solemn: "Exactly."

At this time, the Dragon King of Taohe has been summoned to the heavenly court, it is said that Shui De Zhenjun wants to see him, and now he is waiting outside the Shui De Palace, and then I heard that Shui De Zhenjun was called away by Princess Longji, and Princess Longji was called away by the Queen Mother of Yaochi, and the Dragon King of Taohe, who has been in office for less than a hundred years, was confused by this messy summoning relationship, what did that Shui De Zhenjun come back to, and when was he summoned? I don't know! Just wait.

The real Taohe Dragon King is waiting in the heavenly court.

The fake one begins to fool around in earnest.

Bo Yi Kao didn't know that it was the fake dragon king in front of him, and his attitude was very respectful, and he told the story of the poor god ravaging Jincheng in detail.

Deng Chanyu sighed secretly, this cause and effect is really not good, poor god, listening to the name is like a bottomless pit, she feels sorry for her money.

Her treasury contained mountains of gold, silver, and jewelry.

Of course, Deng Chanyu is a person who regards money as dung, and she is a person who has detached herself from low-level interests, and she hoards gold and silver, just to let the common people come to her with all kinds of ginseng, spirit stones, and spirit jade in exchange for gold and silver, and improve their lives, which is a blessing.

She doesn't have to go all over the mountains to find spiritual materials, which saves a lot of time, and the people can also get a huge reward, and both sides take what they need, a win-win situation.

Now I have to take out a part of the gold and silver to settle this cause and effect with Boyi.

Jiang Ziya can see the origin of the poor god, not to mention her, a golden immortal.

She also knew that the appearance of the poor god was not an accident, and the original Zhou State had to encounter a crusade against the 36 routes of soldiers and horses, and finally could take the stage to worship the generals and raise troops to attack the merchants.

Now the king doesn't have this strength at all, the Thirty-six Route Army? Sixteen roads can't be made up, Jiang Ziya still occupies Bishui Pass, even if it is ***, it is impossible for the king to add oil, and he will send thirty-six roads to send it in a row, so the amount of robbery will set up obstacles for the Zhou State in other places.

The previous target of the female lu was also Zhou Guo, but Zhao Gongming was so idle that he insisted on taking care of himself, which caused chaos in the world.

The current poor god is no exception.

"Does the Immortal Chief have any magic weapon to expel the poor gods?"

"This seat is rich"

With a wave of Deng Chanyu's hand, a thousand taels of gold neatly placed in front of Bo Yi Kao appeared.

"Take some yellow and white things, and send the poor god away."

Do a full set of plays, she, the fake dragon king, went directly to Taohe Shuifu to rest, with eight or nine Xuangong, some shrimp soldiers and crab generals can't see the clues.

Bo Yi Kao and Yi looked carefully on the shore, are these real gold? There are many stories of immortals using blind methods to deceive mortals and test the hearts of mortals, so we have to guard against them.

After waiting for a day, the gold did not disappear, and Bo Yi Kao found many cronies to see, and everyone said that this is real gold, and it can't be real anymore.

When the poor god came again, he directly swept away a thousand taels of gold, and this time he may have gained a large harvest, so he did not embarrass the people and herdsmen.

Three days passed peacefully, and some people and herdsmen suddenly saw the poor god appear on the edge of the city again, and it seemed that they could enter the city at any time to loot another wave, and Bo Yikao guessed that the 1,000 taels of gold could not satisfy the appetite of the poor god, so he could only help the dragon king of Taohe again.

Deng Chanyu endured the distress and gave 10,000 taels of gold, densely packed and piled up like a mountain.

It's still smelted real gold.

The poor god swept away the ten thousand taels of gold, and there were some obvious changes in his body.

His tattered hat had become a brand new one, still in the shape of a ragged and barefoot, but there were two fewer patches on his clothes, and the leftovers in the broken bowl in his hand didn't smell so disgusting.

The source of poverty of the poor god

Wounded, tainted by money

Deng Chanyu also felt so distressed that she couldn't breathe

This time, it took a full month for the poor god to reappear.

Bo Yi Kao asked for help from the Dragon King of Taohe for the third time, Deng Chanyu took a few deep breaths, and this time directly gave 100,000 taels of gold.

Placed together, the gold code seems to emit a light that shines brighter than the sun.

According to the rules of his own god position, the poor god must swallow the 100,000 taels of gold, and he swallowed it quite hard!

When the 100,000 taels of gold disappeared completely, the poor god also came to a big change.

The clothes were transformed into brocade clothes, leather boots were placed under the feet, and the hat on the head was transformed into a new hat similar to that of Fan Yangli.

He looked at his hands in a trance, and then looked down at the boots on his feet.

"Poor God? I'm not poor anymore?"

With a bang, the origin of the poor god collapsed, and his body turned into white smoke, and when the wind blew, there was no trace of it.

Bo Yi Kao was extremely moved, and he couldn't bow down for a long time: "Immortal Chang Gao Feng Liang Festival, save my Li people, and please bow to Bo Yi Kao!"

"Taohe Dragon King" was pale, as white as paper, before he was a white robe, a white beard, a crane-haired childish appearance, but now his face is white, it looks as if he is seriously injured, Bo Yi Kao thinks that this fairy is still weird, and he really fights hard for this little thing for himself

The "Taohe Dragon King" helped him up, saying that he was fine, but he was just hurting a little money.

"I'm not distressed at all!" She pinched her thighs and forced herself to look like she didn't care at all.

Bo Yi Kao offered to build a temple for her, but she refused.

"This seat has its own inheritance here, there is a heavenly court, there is no shortage of those one or two blockages, wait and relax, and lead the people to rebuild their homes."

Bo Yi straightened the crown and bowed down again: "Thank you Immortal Chang Gaoyi! Great kindness, Bo Yi Kao is unforgettable."

Okay, just have your words!

111,000 taels of gold, buy a sentence, is it worth it?

For Deng Chanyu, the problem that can be solved with money is not a problem.

Two more days passed.

Bo Yi Kao is very grateful to the "Taohe Dragon King" for not letting the people of Jincheng build a temple, because he has no money here, and the caravan of the Xirong people is coming, and he doesn't have a copper plate in his hand, so what a ghost? He immediately led his 3,000 cavalry to raid the Xijon tribe on the other side of the river.

There are a large number of tribes of the Xijon people, and the relationship between them is complicated, collectively referred to as Xijon is to save trouble, but it is not actually a race, and it is common to rob the things of tribe A and then trade with tribe B.

After Bo Yi Kao left, the son stayed to guard the city, and in his spare time, he went to the Tao River for a stroll, and on this day he met the "Tao River Dragon King".

"Immortal Chief, did you say that the poor god would come back?" He had been thinking about this question for days.

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