Soon the people of the village had finished writing the names of their children and put them in two cardboard boxes, one for the boy and the other for the girl.

After putting it away, everyone stared nervously at the two cardboard boxes.

Uncle Qiao picked up the two cardboard boxes in turn, then shook them vigorously, put them back on the table, and then grabbed them out with his eyes closed.

The one who was caught was a cardboard box with the boy's name on it.

Opening the rolled paper, Uncle Qiao read:

"Qiao Youqiang!"

The nearby villagers were silent for a moment, and then a howl and cry came:

"My hard-working son, my mother can't stand you. ”

Uncle Qiao just sighed again and again when he looked at it, and only hoped that he could move the water god Niangniang of Qiantang, or invite Zen Master Fahai of Jinshan Temple to rescue them.

Otherwise, even if they run, they will not be able to escape the punishment of the gods.

At least, in their hearts, God is omnipotent, and anyone who goes against God's will will will be punished by God.

Even if it is an evil god, it is also a god.

For them, there is no other way to destroy the evil gods or to obey them.

And in order to better pass on the whole village, they can only prepare for both.

Putting down the paper with Qiao Youqiang written on it, Uncle Qiao took out another piece of paper with the virgin's name written on it:

"Qiao Ruyi!"

As the sound fell, there was another loud cry, which was heartbreaking.

The two young people in Qiao's village, according to Uncle Qiao's instructions, left the village early, took a big stride, and hurried towards Jinshan Temple.

The water god of the West Lake made it clear that before dark, virgins and virgins must be sacrificed, otherwise the water will roll up and drown everything.

Along the way, they didn't dare to delay at all, and after about an hour, the two arrived at Jinshan Temple out of breath, and saw the little novice in front of the temple, and said with a smile:

"Little master, please ask you, Master Fahai of your temple is not here, we are from Qiaojia Village in West Lake, and there is something to do with the master. ”

The little novice smiled and recited the Buddha's name, and said:

"The two donors, please wait, the abbot of Fahai is indeed in the temple, see it or not, and ask for instructions. ”

Two Humanes:

"Then trouble the little master, hurry in and tell the master, just say that Qiaojia Village has encountered a great disaster, and you must ask his old man to help. ”

And with the sacrifice, the cigarette smoke curled and fell into a magnificent palace under the Qiantang River, turned into a letterhead, and fell on the desk.

The case was made of jasper, and there was a pair of virgins beside it, and when they saw that the letterhead had fallen, they went over, put the letterhead, and stacked it with other letterheads.

"In the past few days, Niangniang has practiced Xuangong, and she has not paid attention to the incense of ordinary people, and she has unconsciously accumulated so many letterheads, and every letterhead is written with them praying for Niangniang's wishes. ”

"Yes, some are asking for money, some are asking for children, it's ridiculous, they come to Niangniang for everything, they think Niangniang is a thousand hands and thousands of eyes, how can they be busy. ”

As for the jade belt Jiao, after doing everything, he returned to the water hall and cultivated.

"I have dreamed of fifty-four families this night, and my soul mana consumption is huge, and I must cultivate it well. ”

"Just what if after I make a dream, these ordinary people don't follow my will?"

"Hmph, it's just a matter of obeying, if I really don't obey, I'm trying to lose some mana, and I must start a big flood and drown some people, so they will know how powerful I am. ”

... After comforting Zhang Yutang, after he fell asleep, Mrs. Zhang gently covered him with a quilt, walked out of the room, pulled the door, and walked towards another room.

There was a whining sound of sobbing in the room, and through the crack in the door, Mrs. Zhang saw Xu Jiaorong lying on the table alone, heartbroken.

"Alas, what a girl, why doesn't Yu'er accept it?"

Before walking up to the door, Dangdang knocked on the door a few times.

"Who?"

There was a cry of grievance in the room, and then the door was opened, Xu Jiaorong's eyes were red, and she looked at Mrs. Zhang:

"Madam, why are you here, what is the matter?"

Mrs. Zhang smiled slightly:

"Won't you let me in?"

Xu Jiaorong wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her hand, and said with a forced smile:

"Madam, please come inside, you sit down, and I will pour you tea. ”

Mrs. Zhang walked into the room, looked around, and the more she looked, the more happy she became:

"What a nice and simple girl, everything you have cleaned up in this room is almost spotless. ”

Xu Jiaorong brought the tea:

"Madam, you have won the prize, please drink tea. ”

Mrs. Zhang took the tea, took a sip, carefully reviewed Xu Jiaorong, and asked:

"Jiaorong, I have also watched you grow up, I want to ask you, are you willing to marry my son as a wife? I want you to say a word of sincerity, don't be shy, what do you say. ”

"Ma'am?"

Xu Jiaorong raised her head, first a little puzzled, and then became firm:

"I swore that no matter who saves my father, I will be a slave and a maidservant, a wife and a concubine for him, and besides, I am weak and weak, and my son is the teacher of the saint, how can I be worthy of him?"

"Don't say anything else. ”

Mrs. Zhang interrupted Xu Jiaorong's words:

"You just have to say whether you like Yu'er or not, are you willing to marry him?"

"Madame!"

Xu Jiaorong's eyes turned red and she cried:

"I like him, I want to marry him, but he doesn't want me anymore, he says he wants to recognize me as a sister, I don't want to be his sister, I don't want to, I don't-".

"Even if he doesn't want me, I won't marry someone else, I will wait for him to turn back, two years if it doesn't work in one year, three years if it doesn't work in two years, one day, he will change his mind. ”

"What an infatuated child. ”

Mrs. Zhang stood up, held Xu Jiaorong in her arms, and let her vent her grievances in her heart:

"Don't worry, my lord and I like you very much, Yu'er is still a reckless man, he doesn't know what to love or not, you wait for a while, three years, three years later, if he still doesn't open his mind, I will be in charge with the lord and let you marry him." ”

"Madame—"

Xu Jiaorong, whose head was buried in Mrs. Zhang's arms, cried with joy when she heard this:

"Just doing this, will he like it, Childe?"

Mrs. Zhang's phoenix eyes picked:

"What does he know now, when you left just now, he saw me crying so aggrieved, I guess he didn't know that he already liked you. ”

"He likes me, he likes me, he likes me—"

A huge voice resounded in the depths of Xu Jiaorong's heart, and a feeling of happiness surged all over her body:

"Yes, he likes me, I saw the sadness in his eyes when he turned around, maybe he wasn't sure if he liked me, he was afraid of delaying my youth, so he said that ruthlessly. ”

"You idiot, if you're not sure about your feelings, you don't have to say that. ”

"Okay, now I know that your son-in-law likes you, shouldn't you cry, if you don't cry beautifully, your son-in-law will change his mind. ”

"Madame—"

(To be continued)