The carriage left the town and drove eastward. It took the official road and the road was not bumpy.
During the hour-long journey, Xihe spent all her time suppressing Fulu. She said all kinds of good and bad things to him. He always had the attitude that she wanted to harm him. He tried to jump out of the window several times to escape, but struggled hard, but could not be beaten. Xihe could only tie people up and throw them into a corner.
Ah Lu was dumbfounded, and finally silently stayed away from her young lady.
Travel several miles. The carriage and horses stopped at the foot of a bare barren mountain. After Xihe got out of the car, Taoist Zhang and others had already taken out divination and other tools and looked at the mountain in front of them: "Dong Cheng's family, this mountain is Cuiping Mountain?"
There are barren mountains and ridges, with tall peaks standing on both sides. Are you sure you want to find water here?
Xihe stood with his hands behind his back and raised his head as well: "It is said that the Cangshui River that ran across the north and south flowed through this a hundred years ago. Later, it was changed to facilitate trade between the north and the south. The terrain is surrounded by mountains. It is expected that in the next ten years, only the water source will remain. Here it is.”
He turned around and looked at the compass in his hand: "Taoist Zhang, I'll leave the rest to you."
Zhang Daozhang and others immediately nodded, and the servants held torches to clear the way in front. Zhang Daozhang and others took tortoise shell fortune-telling or water measuring instruments to test. The moon was dark and the wind was high, the wind was howling in the mountains, and occasionally a nightingale was heard calling.
They are not real heavenly masters, they just know some Feng Shui and divination, and usually show it to ordinary merchants and ordinary people to make a living.
However, today's world is difficult and life is difficult for everyone. Life for low-level Taoist priests like them is even more miserable.
Xihe only sent out a notice, but seven or eight people came in just a few days.
The moon was moving and the wind was blowing, making the journey in the mountains difficult. Zhang Daozhang and others had to calculate every step they took, stopping and going, and the journey was slow.
There is still a hint of heat in the air. If we come during the day, we will definitely not be able to bear it.
Xihe walked beside Fulu, talking every now and then.
Fulu ignored it, hearing the woman's chattering voice in his ears, but his mind was completely elsewhere. He glanced at the bare mountains, his eyes fell on the artifact in the Taoist's hand, and his brows gradually wrinkled. What on earth did she want to do? Are you really just looking for water?
Xihe is naturally for water: "Daozhang Zhang is well-known among the people. This place is also a natural water storage place. I think I can find it soon."
She was confident in her words, but she was slapped in the face not long after.
After walking around for a long time, we still couldn't find any trace of water source. On the contrary, we were so tired that we were out of breath, sweating profusely and could hardly walk.
Fu Lu suddenly sneered, and the sarcastic look made Zhang Daozhang and others couldn't help but feel ashamed. It's just that the drought has been going on for too many years. It's not that no one has thought of a solution, but most of the water bodies in the collection country have dried up, and there is very little groundwater. Not much.
Although they took the money, they were in such a situation that they couldn't find it and there was nothing they could do.
Xihe looked at Fu Lu: "Fu Lu..."
His eyes were filled with tears, but he stopped talking.
Fu Lu was immediately alert. What bad idea could this woman have in mind?
The next second, the woman stepped forward and said in a soft voice: "Fulu, can you help them? Help your people." Her true face was revealed in an instant.
Fu Lu sneered again and again. After all, her target was still him!
Xihe was extremely thick-skinned, so of course her target was him. She invited the Taoist priests just to see if they were capable?
Anyway, the Cheng family has a lot of money, so don’t spend it in vain.
If she could rely on the Taoist priest to find water, of course she wouldn't want Fu Lu to waste his energy. After all, she had to do the bloodletting... But since Taoist Zhang had no choice, she had no choice but to let Fu Lu appear.
"You saw the ice in the yard today. I gave it all to the people. There is no reason to covet such a small amount of water now."
"I know you don't believe me, and you feel that everything I do is just to gain your trust and reveal my true colors later. But, I paid for it, didn't I? Even if I lie to you, I will not let you go in vain. Sacrifice."
With a sincere look on his face: "Fulu, you have nothing, are you still afraid of this?"
The air was silent for a moment, and the boy shivered involuntarily.
However, although the words were vicious, they were not unreasonable, and Fulu fell silent. Seeing this, Xihe took out a dagger without saying a word, made a cut for himself, and poured it into his mouth.
Fu Lu's face darkened instantly, and he immediately slapped her hand away after drinking.
The continuous divine power spreads out in all directions, passing through the surface of the earth, passing through the dry tree roots, and going deep into the soil for more than ten feet before a layer of water is faintly visible.
Fu Lu's eyes lit up and he continued downwards. Suddenly, the slowly flowing water sounded in his ears. He felt happy and prepared to continue downwards but suddenly became weak. There was not much power left. His heart sank and he decided to ignore it. Regardless of continuing to explore——
A slightly sweet smell of blood came from his lips, accompanied by a female voice: "Spread your divine power and find the location of the antlers."
Fu Lu was startled, and then his divine power immediately spread to the entire Dian Cang Kingdom. In an instant, Xi He's face was as pale as paper. A Lu exclaimed and stepped forward but was pushed away by her. He only held on to the tree trunk, with cold sweat dripping from his head: "It's okay." .”
Ah Lu murmured, tears streaming down his face as he watched the old beggar sucking the young lady's blood.
Her lady...
After an unknown amount of time, Fu Lu opened his eyes: "Fifty feet to the east, twenty feet underground." Although it was vague, Xihe understood it clearly.
After waving, shopkeeper Liu hurried over. She repeated what she said, and then said: "Ask Taoist Zhang and others to come, I have something to ask." Being supported by the maid to rest on a soft chair, her heartbeat increased and her head was buzzing. .
Ah Lu was worried to death, bringing tea and water, and was busy waiting on her.
Taoist Zhang and others came over. Xihe smiled and said, "Everyone, please sit down. I have something I want to ask you for advice."
Taoist Zhang said hurriedly: "Don't dare, don't dare. If you have anything to say to Mr. Cheng's family, please tell me."
Xihe held his head and looked interested: "I am very interested in Taoism. Since you are disciples of Taoism, I wonder if you can introduce it to me."
Fu Lu suddenly raised his head.
Taoist Zhang and others didn't see it. They didn't help today, but they had gold ingots in their arms. They were already feeling guilty and uncomfortable. When Xihe asked, he naturally told him everything he knew. He only told him everything he knew about the Taoist sect. I said it over and over again, not even letting go of all kinds of gossip.
Xihe nodded, asking questions from time to time, and finally got a rough idea.
Buddhist temples are not flourishing in Diancang Kingdom, but Taoist temples are blooming everywhere. Among them, the Sanqing Temple in Cangmu Mountain, the Wuqing Temple in Nantang, as well as more than a dozen Taoist temples, large and small, such as Baiyun Temple and Luosong Temple, are well-known to the people.
For example, the master of the Sanqing Temple can soar into the clouds and ride on the mist, and the master of the Wuqing Temple competes with the King of Hell for his life. Various legends are well-known to every household.
"It's a pity that my talents are limited, so I can only settle down in a small sect and learn a little bit."
Zhang Daochang said with sadness.
Xihe smiled: "Taoist Zhang, don't belittle yourself. It's rare for you to have rich knowledge." Thinking of that demon, I wonder which sect he belongs to?
