Seeing that someone finally came to ask themselves, the crow and the little fox were so excited that they almost knelt down to the "grandma" in front of them, "Oh! Old lady, you are great! After such a long time, there is finally a victim... Ahem, I
It means that a powerful wise man has finally been inspired."
The old lady was worried about the danger of the city and unintentionally joked with the two "gods" who looked a bit rogue. She said bluntly: "Please tell me how to save us. If it works, we are willing to build a shrine for the two gods.
I kowtow every day and make offerings every month. I will always remember the kindness of the two of you."
"That doesn't matter, just give me money. There's no point in building a temple. It's just superstition." The birdman said something silly and then flipped his right hand to conjure a pill. "Old lady, do you see it? This is starch.
Pill...no, no, no, it's an elixir, as long as you take one, you can save your life and avoid the disaster of war."
"Are you serious?" The old lady looked carefully at the semicircular pill in Crow's hand that was not flat and was made with rough techniques. She was very questioning, "Two gods, please stop joking. Life and death are of great importance. We have already reached the gate of hell.
Please don't deceive us at this time. To be honest with you, we had a miserable life experience. Before..."
"Hey, hey, hey..." The old lady was probably going to talk about the miserable past of herself and others, but Swing interrupted her directly, "Business is business, just talk about money, don't talk about anything else. Who cares what happened to you in the past,
We only care about making money, who cares about your past. Stop talking nonsense, do you have money? If you have money, take it. If you don’t have money, just hide away and don’t block our business."
The little fox's words were really cold and heartless, instantly arousing the anger of the people around her. She and others had accumulated countless negative emotions in their hearts, and they couldn't find an outlet. Today, Swing's tone and attitude made everyone so angry that they wanted to beat their father.
Female. However, the old lady in front of the stall seemed to have some status. She spoke out to stop everyone's behavior and asked her and others to calm down.
The old lady said to the swing and the birdman: "The two gods are right. No one cares about our past. They are just talking nonsense. But since you two claim to be gods, please show mercy and save us. We
Even though we are mere mortals, if you two are willing to save us, it will be a meritorious deed. Even if you two look down on us, you should give us a favor for this merit, right?"
"Oh, you old lady, you have some knowledge, do you know about merit?" Birdman said with a smile, "But it's useless, it's not easy to use, we don't care about merit. Not just us, have you ever seen any gods save people for merit?
It’s not like they all live high up in the sky and look down upon the suffering of all sentient beings, so they don’t bother to descend to the lower world to save people. Of course, I can’t say that there are absolutely no gods who come down to earth to save the world, but the proportion is... too small.”
The swing said: "Old lady, don't come here with so many things. Just ask if you have money? If you have money, pay. If you don't have money...haha, wait for death."
The little fox's speech was too irritating, and the nearby people were furious and couldn't hold it back. They insisted on beating them, but the old lady in front of the stall stopped everyone again. The old lady is the elder of many people in this city, and her status is not low.
In order to save the city during these days, she ran around, begging her grandfather to sue her grandmother, looking for help from many court officials and generals, and sincerely kowtowed to countless statues of gods, but without exception, she received no reply. She was almost desperate and put her life today into perspective.
The two rogue gods were the last hope and naturally they did not dare to offend easily.
The old lady said: "To tell you the truth, our city used to be relatively wealthy, but recently... alas~ First, the imperial court used the excuse of military disaster to search for money, and scraped off layer after layer, searched again and again, and took me
After the money that we had accumulated for many years was taken away, and then the bandit army approached, many uncles and sons-in-law in my city panicked, stole the remaining belongings from their homes, and left alone to escape. In this way, we really didn’t have much money.
Please do me a favor and give us the elixir on credit first. As long as we survive this disaster, we will definitely repay you with double the gold and silver in the future." During this process, both the court in the front and the son-in-law and uncle in the back wanted to take away the young people in the city.
She and her children, but the people in this city resolutely did not allow it. They would rather fight the court and their "husbands" than let them take away the children without conscience. This way, she and others' children were saved, which was considered a blessing in misfortune.
"No money? Why are you wasting your time with me if you don't have money?" Birdman said in a particularly rude manner, "Go, go, you old lady, you are just trying to get away with nothing! Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, too bad, too bad
Sorry, you actually want to deceive two gangsters. Do you still have humanity? We are gangsters, and deceiving people is our specialty, right? How can you challenge our skills in our professional field?"
"I think we can take it on credit." Unexpectedly, Swing, who had just spoken toughly, suddenly became less indifferent now, "Aren't they just some starch balls, give them to them~?"
"Why?!" Birdman glared at the swing and said, "We worked hard to make this, how can we just give it to you casually?"
"Hey! Jade Birdman, you are so abominable! When it comes to helping people in need, don't worry about money!" Swing raised his hand and pointed angrily at the Birdman, "You are such a robber, I am ashamed to be associated with you!"
The little fox turned over and stood on the table and shouted: "Everyone, listen up, I have nothing to do with this shameless guy. If you hit someone, don't hit me - I am willing to sell the elixir for the price of a copper plate."
"Ah? Beating people?" Birdman, who has been busy calculating the elixir business, did not notice that rakes, hoes, tables, chairs, benches and other things appeared in the hands of many people. It was obvious that he wanted to beat them... No,
She wanted to beat him, because she had already taken the swing out after noticing something was wrong, "This..." The crow was so hateful and thought to himself, why didn't the little vixen remind him that something was wrong? "Everyone, actually I am too
Good people, I’m not saying you have to make money..."
"Everyone, come on! Beat him up! You're welcome!" The bad guy on the swing felt that Birdman was about to say something soft, so he immediately provoked everyone to take action, "Everyone, beat this guy! Don't let this scum take advantage of others! Come on!
!" The little fox not only encouraged others, she took the lead herself, kicking the crow, "Hit him! Quick! Knock him down, and I will give you the elixir for free! Brothers and sisters, come on!"
Seeing that the atmosphere had reached this point, it would be rude for the common people not to take action. Regardless of the old lady's obstruction, everyone followed the swing and beat the birdman angrily. The beating was so satisfying that the anger, sadness, fear and sorrow that had been lingering in their hearts these days were eliminated.
They all turned into strength and beat the crows violently. The scene was very lively. Even many children who were not old and ignorant of human affairs came to play happily, as if they were celebrating a festival. Today, the Goose Temple has changed again.
It must be as lively as it was before the disaster struck.