"Okay! It's just a small thing, I'll do it later!"

The wise soldier beside him also brought the well water and handed it to him. As soon as he stepped forward, he smelled a faint rancid smell, which made Shu He frown in displeasure and follow him, cursing and swearing.

"What the hell? Is this poor man so poor that he doesn't even have a basin of clean water?"

"The Taoist Master misunderstood! It's a serious matter outside the city. The Taoist Master should think of a way to save Yue City!" Upon hearing this, the guard quickly denied it and asked for help anxiously.

Shu He casually threw down the cloth, squinted his eyes, and asked with a puzzled face: "The new emperor has ascended the throne with auspiciousness, and everything in Yue City is going well, what else can happen?"

"Really! Yesterday's Shuiguan's Birthday, many corpses of Nanchu Black Feather Guards appeared out of nowhere in the Minjiang River. The strange thing is that none of them could be salvaged. The Holy Spirit invited all the famous Buddhist and Taoist people inside and outside the city to come to the rescue. If we can't solve it, you are the only one left now."

Shu He seemed to be meditating and closed his eyes. He was joking in his heart. How much effort did it take to set up this situation? Just letting these corpses cross the border from Jizhou City inconspicuously took many ships. He secretly escorted her across the Minjiang River overnight so as not to attract attention, and then he quietly took over and bound her with dust silk.

If his silk threads were so easy to be broken, how could he still be fooling around in the world?

How can it be related to the wrath of God?

"A poor Taoist is just a stinky Taoist priest who loves to drink but is unwilling to abide by the rules. How can such a thing be of any help?" Shu He said angrily, pretending to be still angry.

"Taoist Priest, the wine shop that offended you must be reported to the palace. Please Taoist Priest think of a way, otherwise the city may not have a clean water source tomorrow..." The guard was worried. It had only been a day and night. , the well water has a faint smell of corpse water. If it is delayed for a few more days, I am afraid that the epidemic will come.

"Is it so serious?" Shu He glanced at the worried two people, reluctantly stood up and climbed up the tower, muttering unhappily, "There are some things that you shouldn't get involved in, now it's better Come on!"

The guard waved away the soldier and signaled him to quickly send a message to the palace to find Shu He, and then followed him. His mind was full of questions. I had never heard that Emperor Xuanhe had interfered with the state affairs of Southern Chu!

How come this is said suddenly?

He was chasing closely behind Shu He. Before he could ask questions, the figure with a touch of immortality was already silently going up to the tower. The man who was still belching from wine looked at the dark river in the distance. , couldn't help shaking his head and sighing frequently. The guard, who was too anxious to wait for a long time to say something right, shouted questions towards the top of the city tower.

"What do you mean by the Taoist Master's words?"

"Alas! What an injustice!" Shu He sighed as he stood facing the wind, blowing the cold early winter air with a faint corpse odor, twirling his little mustache.

"Why is everyone crying out for injustice?" The guard was puzzled. Why didn't he have an answer?

"Of course it's an injustice!" Shu He glanced at the man below inadvertently, his eyes filled with secrets that couldn't be explained to ordinary people.

If I don’t mention a few injustices, how can I frighten you warriors who don’t believe in ghosts and gods?

Emperor Xuanhe was born as a warrior and had always believed in the blade and not destiny. If he had not inherited the glory left by Li Yao and succeeded to the throne with a miracle, how could he believe in the destiny of ghosts and gods?

Is it easy to trick Xuan Hedi now?

If he comes forward and smoothes over this matter, haha! I'm afraid he really won't be able to leave the imperial city today!

Other people's Buddhist techniques are all bringing disasters? Is Shu He the only one who can solve them?

"Taoist Priest, please just say it, don't worry about your humble position." The guard raised his head and begged him with sincere words.

"This matter cannot be solved by poor people." Shu He's clothes were fluttering in the wind and he kept shaking his head.

"Taoist Priest, you have to think of something else." The guard felt cold. Shu He was Yuecheng's last hope. If even he couldn't solve it, what would happen to Yuecheng's future?

"Although God has the virtue of promoting life, whether it can be solved depends on the Holy One. Such things that damage the Yin Zhi cannot be solved by a poor individual." Shu He sighed in embarrassment.

Turning around again, Shu He raised a half-smile, looking at a figure dressed in bright yellow uniforms, galloping towards him on a horse, followed closely by many guards.

Not bad! It came very quickly. I thought this disrespectful boy didn’t come to beg him!

In less than an hour, he arrived here, and he could be considered to have taken this matter seriously.

Emperor Xuanhe raised his hand, skipped all kneeling, and quickly went upstairs to cheer up. He came to the guard and asked, "How is it?"

"The Taoist Master said that only the Holy One can understand it."

"Me? How can I solve such mysterious things?" Emperor Xuanhe smiled in confusion.

Many people on the Buddhist path have no solution, so how can he solve it?

Shu He clasped his hands behind his back, lightly tapped the eaves of the city tower, moved forward, and slowly landed on the battlements beside Emperor Xuanhe. He bowed condescendingly and said, "Immeasurable life and blessings. Only the Holy One can solve this matter."

Emperor Xuanhe's majestic eyebrows were stained with anger, and his words could not hide his annoyance, "The Taoist priest is joking, is it possible that I will go into the river to salvage it myself?"

"Although he misses, it's not far off." Why was Shu He afraid of a few royal nobles? He has deceived the two kings for many years, and now he is still afraid of defrauding another Emperor Xuanhe?

He just wants to cheat, and he wants to cheat to death, and cheat his country's fate and his destiny.

Emperor Xuanhe was filled with displeasure at being stared at from a high position. Since he ascended the throne, he has enjoyed all the honors of a human emperor. Who dares to ask him to raise his head and stare?

However, when such a big event happens and there is no need for anything at the moment, a dead horse really needs to be treated as a living horse doctor. If he can come up with a feasible solution, he has to bite the bullet and do it!

He took a deep breath and said gently: "Master Taoist, please tell me, I must try my best to do what I can do."

After hesitating for a long time, Shu He looked helplessly at the ink-colored river, "Does Your Majesty still remember that on the day we first ascended the Dabao River, the brilliant light in the sky suddenly appeared?"

"Of course I remember, it was the blessing of the emperor's grandfather." How long has it been since he said the protection? Now that he is about to encounter troubled waters, how can he deal with it?

Shu He frowned his long, elegant eyebrows and looked back thoughtfully. His indifferent tone seemed to be laced with a hint of blame, "How can the blessings of immortals be exclusive to the royal family?"

"Shouldn't the blessings of our ancestors be our blessing?" Emperor Xuanhe was slightly startled.

"The blessings of the heavenly family should not be the blessing of one's own family." Shu He's eyes were full of resentment, "The old emperor is the honor of a country. Although he is the heaven of the people, he is also supported by the people, and he becomes an immortal.

Whose shade should it be?"

"I was negligent." Upon hearing this, Emperor Xuanhe first took two steps back as if he suddenly understood. Looking at the dark Minjiang River, he even panicked. Then he caught up and grabbed the hem of Shu He's clothes as if asking for help.

"Taoist Priest, what should we do about this matter?"

"Please give me the Holy Spirit's decree to sin against yourself." Shu He looked back with a pleased look on his face, feeling happy in his heart!

"Sin yourself?" Emperor Xuanhe was stunned. Is it that simple?

Which emperor came to power and didn't have to do it several times because of his sins?

If scolding a few times can solve Jiangli's troubles, scolding a few more times will do the trick!

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Chapter completed!