Lichen put his hands together and nodded slightly: "Amitabha."
"I wonder what the donor wants me to do for you?"
Zhang Wei seemed to be hesitant.
[The village chief asked me to find someone for help.]
[Just in time to bring the little monk together.]
"Follow me."
After saying that, he turned around and walked back to the village.
Li Chen didn't hesitate, just in time to meet the head of Yangtou Village.
The two walked in tandem and soon saw the neat houses.
I don’t know why, but it’s early in the morning, but there aren’t many people in the village.
"You came at the wrong time. Yangtou Village was originally very lively."
"I don't know why there has been a rat infestation these days. The warehouse where the seeds are stored has been closed, so the number of talents has decreased a lot."
As they were talking, the two of them walked higher and higher.
Finally, we stopped in front of a small bamboo building built against the mountain with a wide view.
Zhang Wei signaled Li Chen to wait outside while he jumped onto the bamboo building.
Will return soon.
"Follow me, I'll take you to see the village chief."
As soon as you enter the bamboo building, you can smell the fragrant aroma of medicine, and there is a faint sound of coughing.
"Because of the rat infestation, the village chief fell ill."
Passing through the living room in the middle, you soon came to a room with extremely simple furnishings and a bed in the corner.
There was an old man on the bed. His beard and hair were all white, and he looked to be in his sixties.
At this time, he was smoking a pot with a sad look on his face.
"Village chief, I will bring one."
"Amitabha."
"The young monk Lichen has met the village chief."
When the old man on the bed saw the monk in front of him, he was obviously stunned, and he even forgot to smoke the pot.
"Cough cough cough cough~"
"Coming from outside?"
After coughing for a while, the old village chief stopped talking nonsense.
"Master, I'm really sorry. The village has been in chaos these past two days. I'm ill in bed and can't help you pour tea."
"Amitabha, so good, so good."
"You don't have to be polite, old donor, the young monk understands it."
The old village chief "Ba Chi Ba Chi" took two puffs of cigarette, which made him choke to tears.
"Ahem, if I read it correctly, the mage must have come from outside."
"Old benefactor has a keen eye, the young monk indeed arrived at Shangyang City yesterday."
The old man nodded, seeming thoughtful.
"I wonder why the Master is here..."
[Did he have another purpose in coming to Yangtou Village?]
Li Chen sighed slightly and hurriedly explained: "The young monk likes to drink, and sometimes he grows some food to make his own wine.
However, practicing in the temple is not as convenient as at the foot of the mountain. I happened to buy some food from donor Zhang Asan at the Sihai Chamber of Commerce yesterday, so I found out about Yangtou Village.
I plan to plant some sorghum to make wine after returning to the temple in a few days."
At this time, Zhang Wei interrupted: "I happened to have half a bag of sorghum here, so the Master agreed to help."
The old man first glanced at the wine gourd on Li Chen's waist, and could vaguely smell the faint aroma of wine on him.
In this way, I already believe Li Chen’s words seven points.
"e=(′o｀*))) Alas."
"If the mage comes here as usual, I will pick some more good seeds and give them to you no matter what."
"It's a pity that Yangtou Village is infested with rats. I'm afraid the stored seeds have also been poisoned."
"Ashamed, ashamed."
Li Chen saw him bursting into tears and quickly comforted him: "Don't be sad, old benefactor. May I ask if there has been any rat infestation in the village before?"
The old man shook his head: "The young and old men in the village have made a living by growing grain for generations. There have been rat infestations before, but they have never been as serious as this time."
"Oh? What a powerful method?"
"This time the rats are not afraid of people. Several villagers have been bitten."
"Rat bites?"
Li Chen frowned, already noticing something was wrong.
"If it's harvest season now, it's normal for rats to be infested. It's just that rats are timid by nature and so rampant, I'm afraid there's something fishy about it."
"Old donor, have you noticed anything unusual in the village recently?"
"Abnormal situation?"
The old man smoked his old pipe and kept his head silent.
But from the look on his face, he seems to be worried.
[Is the rat problem really related to that incident?]
The old man let out a long breath, then raised his head and glanced at Li Chen.
[Forget it, that matter has been spread anyway.]
The old man coughed lightly and said: "To be honest, if there is an abnormal situation, there is indeed one."
His voice was very soft, as if he was thinking about what to say.
"About half a month ago, the grain that was still turning green would take at least half a month to mature. Unexpectedly, it only took one night to mature completely."
"In addition to food, all the weeds in the village are growing like crazy, as if they have absorbed fairy spirit."
"When spring comes, many dead trees sprout new buds."
"Overnight?"
The old man nodded.
"Just overnight."
"That is indeed a blessing from heaven."
Unexpectedly, the old man shook his head after hearing this: ‘e=(′o｀*))) Alas.’
"Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and blessings and misfortunes depend on each other."
"What does the donor mean by this?"
The old man knocked on the smoking pot and buried it again.
"Do you know why Yangtou Village has been farming for generations?"
Li Chen shook his head.
The old man groaned, took out the fire stick, lit the cigarette pot, and took a deep breath.
The cigarette pot lit up red.
"It is said orally from our ancestors that our Yangtou Village was once the territory of the 'Mo Nongmen'."
"Mo Nongmen?"
Li Chen was a little bit incredulous. He didn't expect that the famous Mo Nongmen would be related to such a remote mountain village.
Seeing that Li Chen didn't believe it, the old man smiled and nodded.
"It's fate."
"It is said that many years ago, there was a monk who received the inheritance of Mo Nongmen from us."
Li Chen was stunned.
He subconsciously thought of "The Art of Planting Beans".
"Bean Planting Technique" was discovered by Uncle Ji Fen in a small secret place. Could it be Yangtou Village?
"But what does this have to do with rats?"
The old man shook his head: "There are rumors outside that the changes in Yangtou Village are a sign that the Demon Nong Tomb left by the Demon Nong Sect will be born."
"Whoever can find the entrance to the 'Mo Nong Tomb' will get the inheritance of the Mo Nong Sect!"
"And not long after, Yangtou Village was infested with rats."
That’s right.
It seems that these mice are controlled by monks.
The purpose is probably to find the entrance to Monon's Tomb.
"Most of us in Yangtou Village are born as spiritual farmers, but they have not made much achievements in spiritual practice."
"But Zhang Wei is weak on his own, and I am a little worried, so I asked him to find a helper to find the source of the rat problem together."
Having said this, the old man coughed again.
Li Chen quickly took out a 'Qingxin Pill' from the package, put it in the old man's mouth, and let him swallow it with a cup of tea.
As soon as the elixir entered his throat, the old man felt two waves of coolness rise in his stomach and went straight into his lungs.
The cough immediately became lighter by four to five minutes.
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