Come to the main hall, in front of the statue of the mountain god.

Lin Yi bowed slightly, and said: "The poor road is free, please show up and see it." ”

"Poor road is free, please show up and see it!"

......

After saying it three times in a row, Lin Yi raised his head.

After a while, I saw a golden light on the statue of the mountain god, shining brightly.

The idol of the god is like a resurrection, and the majesty is extraordinary, and he opens his eyes and looks, "Lord, what are you looking for me?"

Lin Yi smiled slightly, "Immortal, Poor Dao wants to ask about Anning County." ”

The mountain god was stunned, "Anning County?"

Lin Yi nodded, "Do immortals know that there has been a drought in Anning County for half a year, and there has not been a drop of rain?"

The mountain god coughed lightly, slightly embarrassed, "Lord, do you really think that the immortals know everything! I am in charge of Qingqiu Mountain, and I know everything about things inside and outside the mountains, but the Anning County you mentioned is not under my jurisdiction, so naturally I don't know anything. ”

"However, the great drought should have something to do with the Dragon King of Konghe, and the Lord can go to the Dragon King and ask for clarification. ”

"The Dragon King of Konghe?" Lin Yi was slightly surprised, "Can the immortal elaborate?"

The mountain god said: "It's very simple, the Konghe River is the only big river within a radius of five hundred miles, and there is a dragon king living in the river, who is responsible for the rainfall in all counties along the Konghe River, and Anning County is also among them, so the dragon king of the Konghe River must know the cause of the drought, and you will know it as soon as you ask." ”

Lin Yi felt a little embarrassed.

This is easier said than done.

After all, the Dragon King of Konghe is an immortal, how can he dare to question the Dragon King as a little Taoist?

I'm afraid no one will see him.

This matter has to trouble the mountain god.

"Immortals, Poor Dao and Konghe Dragon King don't know each other," Lin Yi rolled his eyes, "Why don't you do the immortal a favor and ask the Konghe Dragon King, how about it?"

The mountain god was silent.

He has never been nosy.

But Lin Yi's request must be carefully considered.

After all, he promised that as long as Lin Yi had something to ask for, he could find him.

"Lord, why do you suddenly care about this?" the mountain god asked instead of agreeing.

Lin Yi smiled lightly, "It is a great merit to be able to solve the drought in Anning County, and it can also attract more pilgrims to the Taoist temple, so I want to try it." ”

This is obviously good for the mountain gods.

The incense of the Taoist temple is vigorous, and he has benefited immensely.

"Okay, I'll try," the mountain god hesitated, and finally agreed, "But I'm in charge of guarding Qingqiu Mountain, and I can't leave my post without permission, I have to find a chance to meet the Dragon King of Konghe, don't be anxious." ”

Lin Yi nodded, "Thank you immortals!"

After the agreement, the divine light on the idol suddenly receded.

It was gloomy.

Sure enough, it came and went fast.

Lin Yi paid homage for a while, then put the matter behind him and continued to practice.

Originally, he was just trying it out.

Since the mountain god agreed, it was okay to wait and not worry.

He knew that he had a few catties and a few taels, and he did not have much hope for solving the severe drought in Anning County.

It can be the best, and there is no loss if it can't be done.

Day after day.

Lin Yi continued to practice, read the scriptures, and lived the life of a small Taoist priest outside the world.

Gradually, I forgot about the affairs of Anning County.

Half a month has passed, and there has been no news from the mountain god, I don't know if I forgot it, or if it was not done.

Lin Yi didn't want to urge, so he went with him.

Half a month later.

It's noon.

Lin Yi opened the door as usual to greet the pilgrims.

The pilgrim didn't see it, but when he went out, he saw something black lying on the ground, and almost tripped him.

"Hey, it's a child. ”

Lin Yi looked at it and found an eleven or twelve-year-old boy lying on the ground, his body shrunk in the corner, his eyes closed and motionless.

Seeing that the clothes he was wearing were full of patches and tears, and stained with a layer of oil, it was estimated that he had not changed or washed for several months.

The hair was also oily, dirty, and messy.

"It's a little beggar. ”

This looks like a flower.

Somehow, the little beggar slept at the door of the Taoist temple.

"Hey, little brother, it's time to get up," Lin Yi was in a good mood today, and stepped forward to push the little beggar, "Give you a few steamed buns to eat, and leave quickly after eating." ”

The little beggar remained motionless and refused to open his eyes.

Sleeping so hard?

Lin Yi lowered his body to take a closer look, and found that the little beggar's face was very pale, his lips were chapped, and there was no blood.

He reached out and touched the little beggar's forehead, and he clearly felt the heat.

"Fever?"

Lin Yi looked around, but found no one else, it is estimated that the little beggar walked here alone, somehow became ill, and slept in front of the Taoist temple.

If no one cares, if you don't get sick and die, you will freeze to death.

At the door of his own house, Lin Yi couldn't sit idly by, and immediately picked up the little beggar, sent him to a warm room first, and put him on the bed.

Then he took the hot soup and poured it for the little beggar.

Although this guy was half asleep, he ate without ambiguity, and drank a big bowl of coo-dong.

After drinking the hot soup, my face improved a little, but my forehead was still very hot.

It is estimated that the illness is not mild.

Lin Yi saw that the little beggar had not woken up, and he was afraid that his life would be in danger, so he hurriedly set off to the town.

Soon, he found a pharmacy and explained to the doctor the condition of the little beggar.

In fact, the little beggar only suffered from the cold, but at a young age, coupled with the cold, the situation became more and more serious, and it was easy to not survive.

The doctor prescribed a few pairs of medicines, gave them to Lin Yi, and told him some taboos.

After paying the money, Lin Yihu hurried back to the Taoist temple.

At this time, the little beggar finally woke up and was slowly getting up from the bed, but still confused, "I...... Where am I, you...... Who are you?"

Before Lin Yi could answer, the little beggar fainted again.

Lin Yi shook his head, opened the medicine he brought, poured it out, and put it on the stove to fry it.

After a while, the smell of medicine filled the stove.

I have to say that this little beggar was very lucky, and he actually fainted at the door of the Taoist temple.

If he was in the wilderness, not to mention whether he would be eaten by wild beasts, this illness alone would allow him to enter the palace of Hades.

After decocting the medicine, Lin Yi let it cool and fed it to the little beggar with a spoon one bite at a time.

After drinking a bowl of medicine, the little beggar's complexion improved a lot, and his forehead was not so hot.

But the body is still weak.

Lin Yi pinched the little beggar's wrist and injected spiritual power slightly.

He didn't dare to release too strong power, after all, the little beggar was not a cultivator and couldn't bear it.

Therefore, he exerted extremely weak spiritual power and injected it into the little beggar's body.

Spiritual power is a good thing.

Even the slightest bit can make a big difference.

Like a panacea.

After a while, the little beggar was sweating all over, detoxifying the spirit, and with the effect of medicine, he was half cured of his illness in one day.

At dusk, he finally woke up.

Seeing that Lin Yi was wearing a Taoist robe, he spoke: "Brother Daoist, thank you for saving me." ”

Although he had been in a daze, Lin Yi remembered the incident of saving him very clearly.

Lin Yi smiled slightly, "What's your name?"

The little beggar gritted his teeth, his tone still weak, "Ah Mao!"

"Where is your home?" Lin Yi asked again, "I'll send you back later." ”

Ah Mao was stunned, his eyes stared at the roof, and after a long while, he spoke: "My family is in peace." ”