"Xiao Li, go and take out all the rice in the warehouse, boil it all into gruel, take it to the road, help the people, how much can be saved, if such a drought continues, everyone will die." ”

Deng Daguan looked at the scorching sun in the sky, stretched out his sleeves to wipe the sweat from his face, and couldn't help sighing.

"There has been a great drought in the world for a long time, and the people are not happy, God, you are doing this for that, is it really as it is said now, because when the emperor sacrificed to you, he wrote a few wrong words, and you want the lives of all the people in the world to compensate?"

Deng Daguan was not very old, only about thirty years old, wearing a gray-brown round-necked robe, standing in the courtyard, his brows furrowed.

"Master, the rice in the warehouse is basically taken out to help the people, and there is only a little left, which is reserved for the family to eat, and if you give them to eat again, there will be no rice in the pot at home. "Xiao Li is a third-generation old servant of the Deng family, with deep furrows on his eyebrows, carved with traces of time.

persuaded Deng Dayuan: "The kindness of the master, the people in Qilin Town, who doesn't know, who doesn't know, but this relief is not a way, now many rich businessmen take the opportunity to hoard food, raise prices, in case we give the food to the people, with our Deng family's property, it will not be able to support much time." ”

"I don't care so much, how long can I last, how long can I last, you let me watch ordinary people die in large swaths, I can't stand it, unless one day I kick my leg and die, out of sight is pure, just let you go, you have to listen to me now." Go ahead, be able to save one. ”

Deng looked at the ragged people, men, women, and children, supporting each other, staggering, and the thirsty lips of these people were a little chapped.

"God is pitiful, what mistakes did the common people make, God, why did you do this?"

Deng came to the gods of the Deng family and knelt down on the futon. Blurred eyes. Wisps of cigarette smoke swirled and flew into the sky.

It is said that the heavens should not be called the earth and the earth, and Deng Dayuan begged the gods to bless and save one party. The gods were speechless. Only cigarettes are clouded.

"Since I worship you. It doesn't work, what's the use of offering to you?"

Deng Dayuan waved his clothes and stood up from the ground. Iron cold on his face: "Come on, smash this clay sculpture of the god fetus for me, as a god, you can't protect one side, what's the benefit of staying?"

"Master, this is the patron saint of our Qilin Town, if you smash it, there will be retribution. ”

Deng Dayuan sneered: "Retribution, retribution, if there is really karma, why did the people of the world suffer such hardship and slaughter, I think these gods are just in vain, smash it, look disgusting." ”

Walking out of the ancestral hall, he looked at the southeast of Qilin Town: "It is said that not far from the southeast of our Qilin Town, there are eight hundred miles of Liangshan Shuibo, and a group of Liangshan heroes gather in Liangshan Shuibo. ”

"Alas, how can you blame me, this is your human emperor who offended the Emperor of Heaven, the Emperor of Heaven has an order to let the Great Song Dynasty drought for three years as a punishment, I am just a small god, how can I violate the will of the Emperor of Heaven. ”

The god who was sacrificed by the Deng family was a three-official Lingbo, who looked at his incense at this time, and listened to the cruel words of Deng Dayuan, and was also very depressed.

"Alas, I heard that the gods in many places have changed their ways and defected to the hands of an immortal, if it really can't be done, I will also go to this immortal. ”

Sanguan Lingbo stood on his incense and said to himself: "These days, the incense is getting less and less, and it is not enough to maintain daily use, and if it goes on like this, sooner or later it will fall off the god position and turn into ghosts." ”

If a god makes a mistake and provokes the wrath of the people, he will cut off the incense, and he will fall from the throne and become a ghost.

"Sanguan Lingbo, do you really want to defect to the Great Immortal?"

A deity manifested from the void and appeared in front of the Sanguan Lingbo.

"It's you, Qilin Land, how come you have time to come to me?"

Sanguan Lingbo looked at the old man who appeared in front of him, this old man was hunched over, on crutches, his hair was white, and he moved with the wind.

"Hey, what kind of kung fu do you practice, I don't think you want to live much, but your strength hasn't dropped much, how did you do it?"

Sanguan Lingbo looked at the Qilin Land suspiciously, and there was a bit of expectation in his doubts: "Doesn't this mean that even if the incense is cut off in the future, as long as you control such a method, you can live forever and live with heaven and earth." ”

Regarding his life and death, Sanguan Lingbo was very excited, and his eyes stared directly at the Qilin Land.

"Haha, this is the transmission of the great immortals, who can speak of incense and fire for their own vitality, communicate with heaven and earth, comprehend yin and yang, and practice the supreme immortal way. Qilin Land smiled and said: "But anyone who is willing to serve the Great Immortal and serve the existence of the Great Immortal can be taught by the Great Immortal, however, the place of teaching is in a treasure, called the Twelve Jade Towers, each layer of the Jade Tower, there is a Vientiane Heavenly Gate, every time you enter a layer of Jade Tower, you must leave a trace of your own Yuan Shen on the Vientiane Heavenly Gate, in case one day, you will die, and the Great Immortal will also be able to exert great magical powers to resurrect us." ”

"Is there such a thing?"

Sanguan Lingbo was a little moved: "It's just that we have served the Emperor of Heaven for hundreds of years, how can we bear to turn to adults, aren't we becoming disloyal, unfilial, unkind and unrighteous people, it will be despicable?"

"That's your fault!"

Qilin Land said: "Since ancient times, good birds choose trees to perch, good ministers choose the Lord to do things, the emperor is unkind, the people are disgusted, and our great immortals, with vast magical powers, Pudu sentient beings, is the savior of the world." ”

"Who is he?"

Sanguan Lingbo said suspiciously: "Old land, you are now a disciple of the Great Immortal?"

Qilin Land nodded: "Yes!"

Sanguan Lingbo changed color a little: "What will happen if I don't agree to serve the Great Immortal?"

Qilin Land smiled: "It's nothing, it's just the secret of the Great Immortal, it must not be passed on, at least at this time, it can't be spread yet, and only the dead can keep the secret very well." ”

"You're going to kill me?" said Sanguan Lingbo.

"It's not that I'm going to kill you, but you're looking for death!" Qilin Land was on crutches, and three gods of Qilin Town appeared nearby, and these gods had obviously also believed in the Great Immortals.

"Okay, I agree to believe in Daxian!" Sanguan Lingbo doesn't want to die, he wants to live forever.

"Okay, I'll take you into the Twelve Jade Towers!" The Qilin Land Yuan Shen went out of his body, and took the Yuan Shen of the Three Senses Lingbo to cut through the space and enter a jade building.

Crash!

At this moment, Deng Dayuan's eyes widened, and he was very surprised to see that countless rice fell from the sky, piling up his yard full of grain, mountains and seas of grain, and a piece of white flowers. (To be continued......)