Seeing this scene, Qing Songzi was dumbfounded, the other Taoist priests were dumbfounded, the people were dumbfounded, and everyone was dumbfounded!

With so many people donating money, this festival was a success, the only fly in the ointment was that there was a small mistake in the end, and the merit box was forgotten. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

If you don't have a merit box, where can you donate money?

I have to say that the green pine nuts have a strong adaptability, and they say that they are thrown into the oil pot and washed away the filth for the money!

Looking at Mi Xiaoxia's oil-stained but intact right hand, all the people were stunned. This person obviously didn't drink holy water, why could he make money from the oil pot, and he made a lot of money.

"Everyone, look! Folks, look! Changchun Daxian has appeared!"

I have to say that Qing Songzi reacted quickly on the spot, grabbed Mi Xiaoxia's hand, held it high above his head, and shouted at everyone.

"Look, donate more and get more blessings, this son donated a piece of silver, and he will be able to make money in the oil pot immediately!"

"Is it because you donated money?"

"It's because of the donation!"

"I see......"

The people were stunned, and they looked like they had suddenly realized. The next moment, someone pulled out more money and threw it into the oil pan.

Poof!

But at this moment, Mi Xiaoxia pushed away the green pine nuts, dragged the small stone over, and inserted the little stone's hand into the oil pot the next moment.

"Eun Gong!"

Xiao Shi put his hand into the oil pot and couldn't help but be startled, but then he suddenly found that it was not hot at all, but warm and comfortable.

"What's going on?"

The small stone took out his hand, and in addition to washing it a lot, it was not burned in the slightest.

The people who just wanted to donate more money couldn't help but be stunned again, and they all turned their heads to look at Qing Songzi, as if to say, this person clearly didn't donate money, how could he be blessed by Changchun Daxian?

"Oh my God, Changchun Great Immortal, why are you so merciful!"

Qing Songzi was embarrassed for a while, and suddenly fell to his knees, bowing to the east for a while, and shouting loudly while worshipping.

"Changchun Daxian has boundless mana, and the people of Qingsha County are sincere, you will protect everyone in Qingsha County, you are so merciful!"

"Is it because we are sincere?"

"So, this kid should thank us?"

"Hey! It's cheap, and he didn't donate money to get the protection of Daxian. ”

Hearing Qing Songzi's words, the people talked again, and then couldn't help but be full of pride, saying that thanks to their sincerity, the boy's hand would have been ruined.

Foolishness can also be believed.

Mi Xiaoxia shook his head, walked up to a Taoist priest, and snatched the bowl that had been performed before. Then I heard a crisp snap, and the bowl was smashed into three pieces.

"How can you smash the holy water...... Huh?"

The people were startled, and they wanted to blame Mi Xiaoxia, but at this time, they suddenly saw that this bowl seemed to be different.

From the outside, this is indeed an ordinary porcelain bowl, but when I opened it, I found that this porcelain bowl was extremely exquisite, in fact, it was two layers, and there was a big gap in the middle!

"Folks, this is the true face of the empty bowl of water. ”

Mi Xiaoxia took the broken bowl, signaled to everyone, and said with a sneer.

"There is a sandwich in the bowl that allows for early filling. I used to plug the hole with my finger, and when I let go of my finger during the performance, whoever will flow into the bowl below. ”

"This ...... How can this be......"

The people looked at each other in disbelief. The Changchun Immortal they believe in, is it a liar?

"What do you say about making money in the oil pot!"

Then someone shouted that they really didn't believe it was a hoax.

"Just now I put my hand into the oil pot, and Xiaoshi also put my hand into the oil pot, isn't it all right?"

Mi Xiaoxia smiled and then explained.

"This looks like a boiling oil pan, but in fact there is a lot of vinegar added to it. Even if the vinegar is boiled, it is not very hot, so it is no problem to reach into it. If anyone doesn't believe it, you can try it yourself, it's quite comfortable. If you don't believe it, you can also taste it, but it's not oil that is sour and astringent. ”

Whether it's an empty bowl of water or an oil pot to make money, it's just some tricks. Ancient people, especially ordinary people in small mountain villages and counties, were closed to information, and it was normal that they had not seen it.

But there is one point, Mi Xiaoxia frowned secretly, even if he was forced by these tricks, these people were inevitably too enthusiastic. He had a vague feeling that things were not so simple.

"Don't listen to him, Changchun Daxian is a real immortal, how can he be a liar!"

Seeing that the people were shaken, Qing Songzi stood up, and suddenly pointed at Mi Xiaoxia and shouted loudly.

"Whoever believes in him will blaspheme Changchun Daxian, and Changchun Daxian will curse his whole family to die a good death!"

"That's right! Immortal is an immortal, not a liar!"

The people were so frightened that they hurriedly clenched their fists and shouted, indicating that they still believed in Changchun Daxian.

"This man is a demon to confuse the public, everyone grabbed him and threw him into the Qingsha River to feed the fish!"

Seeing that the people were incited, Qing Songzi sneered at the corner of his mouth, and then pointed at Mi Xiaoxia and shouted.

"Grab it and throw it to the Qingsha River to feed the fish!"

Receiving the call, many people were about to move forward, and they really wanted to catch Mi Xiaoxia.

"You can't do this! Engong is not a liar, Engong is a god!"

Seeing that everyone was unfavorable to Mi Xiaoxia, Xiaoshi was startled, and hurriedly protected Mi Xiaoxia and loudly defended to the people.

"He's an immortal? ”

Hearing this, Qing Songzi then asked the people to wait for a while, then turned to Mi Xiaoxia and said with a sneer.

"Since you say that you are an immortal, then you can also show your immortal arts, let us all take a look!"

Qing Songzi sneered in his heart, he has been performing tricks in the streets and alleys for so many years, what tricks he doesn't know? As long as Mi Xiaoxia dares to perform, he will definitely be able to expose it.

Qing Songzi thought to himself, as long as Mi Xiaoxia was exposed in person, he could completely win back the trust of the people!

"Is this going to fight me, okay? ”

Mi Xiaoxia glanced at Qing Songzi, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and then walked to the center of the field.

At this time, everyone looked at Mi Xiaoxia to see what miracles he could perform. But the strange thing is that Mi Xiaoxia didn't have a pot, no bowl, not even a chopstick, just stood there, raised his right hand above his head, and stretched out a middle finger.

"The wind is coming!"

Just when the people were wondering what this action meant, Mi Xiaoxia suddenly shouted.

Woo!

As soon as the words fell, the wind suddenly rose on the ground, blowing the corners of everyone's clothes and their hair messy.

The faces of the people couldn't help but change drastically, could it be that this wind was really called by him? Qing Songzi, who had a smug face, instantly froze on his face with a confident smile.

Shout a word and the wind will rise, what kind of trick is this, don't say I've seen it, he has never heard of it!

"It must be a coincidence!"

Qing Songzi comforted himself in his heart, how could people shout the wind.

"Rain solstice!"

But then, Mi Xiaoxia shouted again.

Crackle!

The sky was clear just now, but the next moment it suddenly started to rain. Although the rain was not heavy, it quickly splashed on the ground, and everyone was drenched in the rain.

The cold cold rain was filmed indiscriminately, but the people didn't care about dodging, and they all looked at Mi Xiaoxia with a dull face.

Calling for wind and rain, this is the real immortal means!

As for the green pine nuts, they are already completely dumbfounded. The wind may be a coincidence, this clear sky is raining, is it still a coincidence? Qing Songzi rubbed his eyes vigorously, and sighed in his heart, there will be no real immortals, right?

"The wind and rain are annoying, receive!"

It's winter now, and it's not pleasant to get in the rain, after a few breaths, Mi Xiaoxia said.

As soon as the words fell, sure enough, the wind stopped and the rain subsided.

"What a fairy!

"Please bless us with the gods!"

"Please be blessed by the gods!"

In ancient times, the people mainly focused on farming, and what was most important to the people was, of course, the wind and rain. can call the wind and rain, this is the biggest fairy in their minds!

I saw all the people kneeling on the ground, chanting in unison for the gods, and bowing down to Mi Xiaoxia.