After confiscating the properties of the six evil gentry, the lives of the people of Jinhua were basically guaranteed.
After getting money and food, Zhang Xiu also produced fried crispy noodles, Jinhua ham and other disaster relief materials, which were very popular among the people.
Although Zhang Xiu himself read the account books all day long in the yamen and did not know these things clearly, in the eyes of the people, the Qingtian Master Zhang Xiu claimed to be was the real Qingtian Master.
The common people have lived all their lives, but they have never seen a prefect add abalone, ginseng, wing tripe to the porridge provided to the victims during disaster relief!
However, no matter how praised by the people, Zhang Xiu, as the prefect of Jinhua, still had his own things to be busy with.
The real cause of the flood needs to be investigated, and the evildoers must be dealt with. Zhang Xiu and Yan Feng work separately. Yan Feng goes to slay the demons, while Zhang Xiu rushes to the Dragon Palace with Xiao Aoxue to investigate the cause of the flood. .
Jinhua Mansion is under the jurisdiction of the Dragon King of Qiantang. Zhang Xiu felt that if he wanted to go to the Dragon Palace to ask about the flood, it would be easier to call Ao Xue, so he took her with him.
The two of them traveled all the way through mountains and rivers. Under the leadership of Xiao Aoxue, the two of them soon arrived at a small mountain.
Seeing the unfamiliar environment in front of him, Zhang Xiu suddenly stopped Ao Xue who was leading the way and asked with hesitation: "Ao Xue, wait a minute. Is the Dragon Palace of the Dragon King of Qiantang built on the mountain?"
Ao Xue stopped and turned away with disgust: "The Dragon Palace must be in the water. How could it be built on a mountain? Zhang Xiu, are you stupid?"
Zhang Xiu nodded silently and said, "You are right, then when we come to this mountain now... we must be lost?"
Ao Xue: "@#￥%￥#@......"
Oh haha! !
It seems like I’m really lost!
After Zhang Xiu's brain-shattering blow, Ao Xue calmed down with a resentful look on her face, and pouted angrily: "I've never been here before, how do I know where the Dragon King of Qiantang lives..."
Zhang Xiu complained with a bit of toothache: "Then you still dare to lead me!!"
Ao Xue snorted angrily and turned away with a guilty conscience, not daring to look at Zhang Xiu again.
Zhang Xiu took a deep breath, looked around, and found that there seemed to be a building at the end of the bamboo forest.
Walking forward, a Taoist temple appeared in front of us.
The Taoist temple is in a dilapidated state, and there seems to be no money to repair it. On the faded plaque, there are three vague characters "Baiyun Temple" written on it.
Arriving at the gate of the ruined temple, Zhang Xiu turned to look at Ao Xue: "Why don't you go in and ask how to get to the Dragon Palace?"
Ao Xue raised her little face in confusion: "A ruined temple suddenly appeared in this deep mountain and forest. What if there are monsters inside? I'm a little scared. How about you go in and ask?"
Zhang Xiu looked at Ao Xue solemnly: "I'm afraid too."
Ao Xue: "@#￥%￥#@......"
So, you brought me here because you wanted me to explore the road! !
Ao Xue glared at him sadly and indignantly, and quickly accepted her role as if she had resigned herself to her fate. She walked to the door of the ruined temple with the steps of disowning her relatives, and asked loudly: "Is there anyone there?"
Soon, the temple door creaked open, and a kind-hearted old Taoist priest appeared in front of the two of them wearing a Taoist robe full of patches.
The old Taoist priest glanced at Zhang Xiu and Ao Xue and showed a kind smile: "Are these two donors here to give away sesame oil money?"
Ao Xue was stunned and turned to look at Zhang Xiu.
Zhang Xiu said proudly: "I, Mr. Zhang, lack everything except money!"
The smile on the old Taoist's face became softer and softer, and he asked: "Are the two donors here to ask for fortune-telling, fortune-telling, or magic talismans?"
Zhang Xiu looked at the old Taoist priest carefully and said, "I'm here to offer incense."
The old Taoist priest was slightly startled when he heard this, and then his smile returned to his face: "Kong Fang, a poor Taoist, has met two benefactors. He offered ten pieces of incense, asked for fortune-telling, and asked for one penny of silver. The magic talisman only costs two taels of silver."
"If the two donors buy a magic talisman from Pindao Temple, Pindao will also give you a hexagram for free."
Zhang Xiu's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this: "Can you give me two hexagrams?"
Taoist Kong Fang was startled for a moment, then gave a wry smile and said with a pained look on his face: "Seeing that there are two of you here, I will give each of you a hexagram."
Zhang Xiu suddenly became happy, took out a piece of broken silver and stuffed it into Taoist Kong Fang's hand, and asked eagerly: "Taoist Master, please tell me when I can make a fortune!"
Taoist Kong Fang weighed the silver in his hand and looked at Zhang Xiu with a troubled expression: "Donor, let's not talk about your getting rich for the moment. The silver you gave seems to be a little less than two, right?"
Zhang Xiuyi waved his hand: "That's not important. What's important is when I can make a fortune!"
Taoist Kong Fang sighed with a complex expression on his face, and then counted with his fingers. The more he calculated, the weirder he felt. After a moment, he looked at Zhang Xiu with a suspicious look on his face: "Donor, your fortune... I can't figure it out. You Can you hold out your palm so I can read your palm?"
Hearing this, Zhang Xiu stretched out his hand impatiently: "Let's take a look."
Taoist Kong Fang breathed a sigh of relief and carefully observed the lines on Zhang Xiu's palm. After a moment, he said with a dull expression: "Why does this palmistry look like a fake?"
Zhang Xiu smiled faintly: "Because this is a prosthetic hand."
With that said, Zhang Xiu pulled his hand back, and with a pop, an obviously artificial palm remained in Taoist Kong Fang's hand, leaving him stunned for a while.
At the same time, Ao Xue manipulated the Immortal Binding Lock to tie up Taoist Kong Fang. Her petite body stepped on his body, with an excited expression on her face: "I know this kind of thing, ours is called Mountain Breaking." Temple, right? Should we kill people first or set fire to them first?"
Zhang Xiu gave her a fierce look and said angrily: "Is this magistrate the kind of person who kills people and sets fires without asking the truth?!"
"Is that possible..."
Ao Xue nodded firmly, looked at Zhang Xiu's fierce expression, then closed her mouth and squatted aside with an obedient expression.
Zhang Xiu rolled his eyes and looked too lazy to pay attention to her. He pinched it with two fingers and pinched out a transparent centipede from his body. He looked at Taoist Kong Fang with a dark expression.
"Now tell me, what is this?"
Taoist Kong Fang took a breath and looked at the transparent centipede held by Zhang Xiu's fingertips, feeling frightened for a while.
When Zhang Xiu appeared, he released the centipede and let the centipede bite Zhang Xiu so that Zhang Xiu could spend money to buy his own talisman after being poisoned.
But he never expected that the centipede he released would be easily caught by Zhang Xiu! !
He has been doing this for many years by releasing centipedes to bite people and then selling magic talismans to treat their illnesses. This is the first time someone has caught him!
Who is this person in front of me? !
Seeing Taoist Kong Fang staring at his eyes and opening his mouth without speaking, Zhang Xiu smiled coldly: "Even if you don't tell me, I know that if my prediction is correct, you definitely want to release this centipede into my body. right?"
"It is said that enemies in the same profession are enemies. You monks, who pay attention to sweeping the floor without harming the lives of ants, and cherishing moths and gauze lamps, are my natural enemies! This time you bumped into my hand, how can I easily let you go?"
Taoist Kong Fang: "@#￥%￥#@......"
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