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Zhang Xiangyuan listened attentively, without interrupting the old man's words, and listened quietly.
Not only was he listening, Zhuang Buzhou also used the shadow assassin to listen silently, which was very helpful in understanding what happened in Zhenxi Mansion.
"However, half a year ago, the weather suddenly became hot, and there was no rain for several months. The well in the village, which had never been dry for decades, dried up. Now, it has been more than half a year, and no water has fallen. The crops in the fields have all died of thirst. Alas, people are dying of thirst every day. Many people have already died in several nearby towns due to the drought. Alas!!"
The old man sighed deeply, his words filled with infinite sorrow.
"If it weren't for the appearance of the other side, everyone would be able to get food from the other side. I'm afraid how many people would die in Zhenxi Mansion now. But if this continues, there is no way. Without water, we really can't survive."
"We, the people, can only pray to God for heavy rain as soon as possible, otherwise, we will never be able to survive this day again."
Water is the source of life. When there is severe water shortage, death is common. Even if there is food, it will not last long.
Drought, a drought that has lasted for more than half a year, there is no need to expect extravagant crops in the fields. This year's harvest will definitely be a failure. The earth has been parched and cracked by the sun. There are not a few people who have died due to lack of water. Countless people have died because of this. It was miserable.
But no one can stop this kind of natural disaster.
How many people were crying and wailing, trying to escape.
The old men dug underground, not to dig out some gold and silver treasures, but in the hope of digging out some water, even a little moist mud. At this time, for them, water is the most precious and valuable thing. thing. Even if you have money, you can’t buy it! !
When Zhang Xiangyuan heard this, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and then asked: "I didn't expect that this place would suffer such a big natural disaster. Didn't officials from the nearby court and Zhenxi Mansion come out to provide disaster relief?"
"Zhenxi Mansion is too big. There was disaster relief at the beginning, but it lasted too long. It is said that there are spiritual masters in the city who are calling for the wind and rain, but they can't solve the real problem. Now it is said that the imperial court is preparing to Sacrifice.”
The old man took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.
"Sacrifice? I don't know who the sacrifice is."
At this moment, a voice interrupted.
The old man and Zhang Xiangyuan couldn't help but look up, and immediately, a figure riding a black donkey came into their eyes.
"Who are you......."
The old man asked hesitantly.
"I am a monk who travels all over the world. My surname is Zhuang, and I am Zhuang Buer."
Zhuang Buzhou said with a smile.
"It turns out it's the immortal master in front of you. I'm old and mortal, so please don't be offended." Upon hearing this, the old man hurriedly bowed with a hint of restraint in his expression.
This world is no stranger to spiritual masters. They are often attacked by strange things. It is difficult not to know. For spiritual masters, ordinary people will call them immortal masters. The awe is indeed obvious. Most of the spiritual masters are It is a relic of the curse of the contract. It itself is affected by the curse. In terms of temperament, it is often not so kind. Shinto monks are very smart. They often do not show their bodies and take the name of gods. As the sustenance of the souls of all living beings, it is aloof and transcendent.
Spirit masters and Shinto seemed to be divided into two different systems.
There will be a difference in perception.
Zhuang Buzhou felt this keenly.
However, he didn't say much. This was a problem of the overall environment, and it couldn't be changed casually.
You can't control others, you can only do your best.
Just be consistent.
"Zhang Xiangyuan."
Zhang Xiangyuan looked at Zhuang Buzhou. In his eyes, he was a little confused. However, it was obviously certain that he was a monk. In terms of strength, he did not seem to be weak. In the eyes of the monks, his own deception and transformation techniques may not be enough. Really seamless.
But he had no intention of revealing his identity.
What he said was also his real name.
"I heard that Zhenxi Mansion is suffering from drought and the people are in dire straits, so I came here to take a look. I heard from my father-in-law that Zhenxi Mansion is preparing a sacrifice. I don't know what this sacrifice is about. Is it a sacrifice to the Dragon King or someone else."
Zhuang Buzhou asked with a faint smile.
"The sacrifice is being made to the Red Locust God."
The old man shook his head and said.
"Red Locust God? What kind of god is this? Why haven't I heard of it before?"
Zhuang Buzhou asked curiously.
"I didn't know that before, but there have been constant natural disasters recently, and there is a rumor that this is because Zhenxi Mansion has offended the red locust god and caused natural disasters, resulting in continuous drought and no water. There are even locusts plundering, and there is no harvest. .”
"As long as we call on the people of Zhenxi Prefecture to build an altar, offer sacrifices to the Red Locust God devoutly, and ask for the Red Locust God's forgiveness, then the natural disaster can be taken away, the rain will fall, and all living beings will be saved. Only then will everyone have a chance to survive."
"Now, many people in Zhenxi Mansion are worshiping the Red Locust God, hoping that he will temporarily calm down his anger and take away the natural disaster."
A look of anticipation flashed in the old man's eyes.
I really hope that this sacrifice can really forgive the Red Locust God, take away the natural disaster, and give everyone a way to survive. If it is really possible, even if I believe in it every day and the incense continues, I am willing.
"The Red Locust God threatens the people with this. He is definitely not a good god, but an evil god. How can this god allow him to run rampant and obey his will? Instead, he will help the evildoer and encourage his arrogance. In the end, it will only get worse. "
Zhang Xiangyuan said without hesitation.
There was something strange in his expression.
The disaster in Zhenxi Mansion may have come from the evil god, which is worth pondering. But there is still a trace of excitement in his heart. You must know that the most direct way to expand your faith and compete for believers is... God War! !
If the Red Locust God is really the culprit of the natural disaster, then if he can suppress the Red Locust God, he will definitely be able to gain a large number of believers in an instant, and the incense will explode directly. Moreover, he has a huge advantage in this process.
He is the God of Water. In times of drought, praying to Him is infinitely better than praying to the Red Locust God. He can bring rain and relieve drought.
"But what can we ordinary people do about this kind of natural disaster? It is said that those immortal masters can't pray for the rain. There is no way to deal with natural disasters. Now, we can only treat dead horses as doctors. What if it really works? .”
The old man said with a gloomy expression.
Zhuang Buzhou was silent, these were ordinary people without power, but everyone could feel this helplessness. It’s really not something that ordinary people can bear.
After chatting with the old man for a while, I naturally knew that water is the most precious thing for them who are suffering from drought.
"I am the Divine Attendant of the All-powerful Water God. My God is merciful. Naturally, I will not just watch everyone suffer. You see."
Zhang Xiangyuan looked at an ancient well in the village, smiled slightly, pointed directly at the ancient well, and a divine light bloomed. Then, he heard the sound of surging water coming from the ancient well. .
"water!!"
"It's water. There is water in the well. Look, there is water in our clear spring well again."
"Great, we are saved. It's the original well water."
With a shout, a large number of villagers gathered towards the ancient well and surrounded it. Looking at the water in the well, their bodies were shaking with excitement. If you have water, you can survive. This is not just water, it is a line. Human life.
"Thank you God!"
"Thank you God for the water."
While overjoyed, they all knelt down to Zhang Xiangyuan without hesitation and shouted loudly.
"No need to thank me, I just followed the will of my god. All of this is the grace of the All-powerful Water God." Zhang Xiangyuan said with a smile.
"Yes, yes, yes, thank you to the God of Water for giving us life-saving well water."
A large number of villagers agreed.
One by one, invisibly, there was a mysterious connection with the all-powerful water god. A thread of faith connected to Zhang Xiangyuan, providing thin wisps of willing power. However, this willing power was very pure.
The villagers longed for water, and the all-powerful water god gave them water from the well.
This is the relationship between cause and effect.
Coming and going, it is like the power of a wish after it has been fulfilled, naturally pure and without many impurities.
It can be seen that the villagers of Qingliang Village have become his believers, at least for the time being. Whether they will continue to do so depends on Zhang Xiangyuan's own methods.
"As long as everyone prays day and night and believes in our God, this cool well will never dry up and water will flow out continuously."
Zhang Xiangyuan continued.
"Great, we will pray day and night for the All-powerful God of Water, so that the incense will continue."
Many villagers heard this and expressed their opinions.
Invisibly, he became more devout in his faith.
Suddenly, it can no longer be shaken.
Afterwards, Zhang Xiangyuan and Zhuang Buzhou left Qingliang Village and walked on the road.
Zhuang Buzhou smiled lightly and said: "Tao-friendly means. If I read it correctly, you should be the God of All-powerful Telepathy and follow the path of Shinto. When you come to Zhenxi Mansion, you are preparing to open a Taoist temple, teach doctrines, and develop believers." .”
"Fellow Taoist Zhuang has a keen eye. Sure enough, Zhang's blinding method can't be hidden from the eyes of fellow Taoist Zhuang."
Zhang Xiangyuan was not surprised when he heard that. In the eyes of ordinary people, his appearance was flawless, but in the eyes of monks, it was difficult to hide it. It's not too strange to be discovered.
"Fellow Taoist Zhuang is biased against Shinto?"
Zhuang Buzhou smiled and shook his head: "Don't get me wrong, I have no prejudice against Shinto. There is nothing wrong with ordinary people seeking spiritual sustenance. Fellow Daoist Zhang is not an evil god, and I have no intention of meddling in Shinto's business." There is a reason for their existence. We are all monks, so there is no distinction between high and low. However, this Zhenxi Mansion has probably been in a storm recently, and there will be no shortage of those cow ghosts and snake gods. As for the Red Locust God, I am afraid it will be even more complicated."
If Zhang Xiangyuan wants to spread his faith, he cannot go wrong with the Red Locust God.
The battle between Shinto and Shinto is far more dangerous than anything else.
For believers, they may launch a divine war at any time.
