The three of them glanced at each other, and Zhong Jifeng asked quietly, "What is poison?" ”

The young woman bowed her head and said, "Poison is tumor poison, and people cannot enter the poisonous field, and once they go to the ground, there will be many small tumors on the body, one by one, and the itch is unbearable." ”

"Have you asked the doctor to see it? Could it be a small insect in the field? ”

The woman shook her head: "At first, I also asked a doctor, and I used a lot of medicine to eat, but I didn't use it." ”

Medicinal stones useless?

Zhong Yongfeng asked again: "Are there many people who are poisoned?" Can it be reported to the government? ”

"Almost every household in our village has people who have been poisoned." The woman sighed, "What's the use of reporting to the official, I heard that the officials in the city are too busy to take care of themselves, so it's better to ask for the White Lotus True Monarch." ”

Jiang Fuyuan raised his eyebrows and said curiously: "Who is the White Lotus True Monarch?" The doctor can't cure the poison, but it's useful? ”

"It works." A look of reverence appeared on the woman's face, "The White Lotus True Monarch is the head of the Seven Holy Mothers of the Heavenly Realm, the mana is boundless, and the compassion is purple, as long as we worship sincerely, the White Lotus True Monarch will definitely help our village remove the poison, and then everyone will be able to live and work in peace and contentment again......"

Where are the Seven Holy Mothers of the Heavenly Realm, Jiang Fuyuan said that he had only heard of the Seven Fairies.

In response to their suspicions, the woman defended with a firm expression: "The poison of the Lu Qi family in our village was cured by the manifestation of the White Lotus True Monarch!" ”

Jiang Fuyuan: "If the worship of the White Lotus True Monarch is really effective, then why are the other people in your village still riddled with poison?" ”

The woman's reply was sonorous: "Because they are not religious!" ”

Ikeshinjuku:......

Zhong Yongfeng: ......

Jiang Fu Kite: ...... Why is this sentence so familiar?

When a strange illness in a village leaves the fields deserted, and the people of the village worship gods they have never heard of, and it is still in the Bozhou boundary where they are investigating, Zhong Yongfeng feels the need to go to the village to see the situation.

He stepped forward and said to the woman: "Don't hide it, we are from Jingzhou to investigate the strange incident in Bozhou, can you take us to the village to have a look?" ”

The woman suddenly became alert, and the gang asked about the situation of the land in the village, and wanted to go to the village to have a look, didn't they hear that most of the people in their village had been poisoned and wanted to take the opportunity to rob them?

The most important thing is that these people don't seem to be in awe of the White Lotus True Monarch, what if they enter the village and collide with the True Monarch, what if the True Monarch blames himself?

Thinking of this, the woman's expression changed, hugged the child tightly and took a few steps back and said, "There is nothing to see in our village!" ”

Zhong Yongfeng wanted to fight again, but Jiang Fuyuan grabbed his sleeve and motioned for her to come.

"This sister, we are running all the way, and we want to go to your village to beg for water."

Jiang Fuyuan's tone was soft, and he looked harmless to humans and animals.

The woman pouted at the table set up by the attendant behind them, "You don't have tea. ”

Jiang Fuyuan turned around, raised his foot and kicked it lightly, and the table immediately toppled over, and the tea and fruit plates on the table crackled and fell to the ground.

She turned back to the woman and smiled, "Not now." ”

Woman:......

"Our village is remote, and there is nothing to entertain." The woman was covered in rejection.

Jiang Fuyuan still smiled gently, while taking out the polished and smooth wooden strip from the sleeve cage, she pulled off the bright red Yingluo tied on it, and with a twist of her wrist, the wooden strip was like a knife on the tree on the side, and the trunk of the size of a person trembled violently, and countless withered yellow leaves raised their farewell branches, spinning and landing like a dying butterfly.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, she blew away the bark debris stained on the wooden sticks, put them back on the sleeve cage, turned her head and whispered softly to the woman: "We don't mind, can you take us to the village now?" ”

The woman trembled, and even the little boy in her arms trembled, and only after a while did she mutter: "Good ......"

Getting the answer he wanted, Jiang Fuyuan patted Zhong Yongfeng's arm with satisfaction and said: "See, the essence of getting along with people is to overcome rigidity with softness, which is the same as your practice of internal kung fu, you need to use your strength to fight and learn to order General Zhong." ”

Zhong Yongfeng: "...... Then why are you still pulling out weapons. ”

Jiang Fuyuan: "I'm afraid that people won't borrow it." ”

There can't be too many people entering the village, and it is easy to cause panic among the villagers when they go to the black pressure group, and in the end, only Jiang Fuyuan, Zhong Yongfeng, Chi Xinsu and the two attendants follow the young woman back to the village, and the rest rest rest on the spot.

Zhong Yongfeng kept an eye on it, and ordered the deputy general to take the rest of the soldiers directly into the village to look for people if they didn't come back the next day.

When there is really no way out, people do not care about any lack of virtue and breaking the law, and poverty will wear out all a person's conscience and fear.

Although the Xiyue Village where the woman is located has not reached the level of poverty that Zhong Jifeng expected, it does not seem to be very different.

Almost all of the land in the village was not their own, but was leased by the rich squires, and they had to pay rent to the landlord every month. The rich squires had already moved to the more comfortable city of Bozhou with the money, and the only ones who remained in Xiyue Village were farmers who worked hard all day in exchange for meager food.

The landlord does not care whether you can work in the field or not, and the monthly rent cannot be stopped, once you cannot pay the money, the landlord will take back the land, and the landless peasant households have no way to make a living, so they can only starve to death.

According to the woman, the poison began to appear half a year ago, when the first crop of rice was harvested and the second crop of rice seedlings was planted.

Because of the poison, few families were able to successfully plant seedlings in the second half of the year, and finally planted the seedlings, because there was no one to serve them, and the seedlings died one after another, and the villagers had to use only the harvest of the first half of the year to pay the land rent for the second half of the year.

As far as the eye can see after entering the village, almost all of them are yellow and thin, and they look like they haven't eaten enough for a long time.

When a familiar villager saw the young woman coming back with the child in her arms, she raised her eyelids and said hello: "Ergou damn it, why didn't I see you go to incense Bailian Zhenjun today?" ”

Noticing the unfamiliar face behind her, the villager gave him a curious look and didn't ask much, hunger had consumed all his curiosity.

If you have time to ask more, it is better to save some energy and take a breath.

The young woman whispered, "I'll go." ”

Having said that, she still took Jiang Fuyuan and a few people back to her house first, meaning that after pouring a few bowls of well water, the woman locked the little boy in the hut on the left.

"Ergou, my mother is going to incense Bailian Zhenjun, you obediently take it at home and don't go out, you know!"

The little boy's vague voice came through the broken door panel: "I'm going to kowtow to Zhenjun too!" I'm going to let the true king bless Daddy back to life! ”

The woman locked the door and scolded in a nasal voice: "If you don't behave, your father won't come back!" ”

Probably frightened by the anger in his mother's voice, the little boy inside the door was silent.

The woman sniffled, wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, turned around and took out a clay bowl from the cupboard, shook her coat pocket and poured out a few half-green and half-red fruits.

That's the only thing she's got today.

Holding the pottery bowl, the woman looked at Jiang Fuyuan and the others: "I'm going to pay tribute to the White Lotus True Monarch, do you want to come too?" ”

Jiang Fuyuan nodded: "It's all here, let's go and worship the White Lotus True Monarch." ”

If this White Lotus True Monarch can stand her worship.

(End of chapter)