Zhou Yang's mental power swept away, and the warehouse behind the grain store was full.
Hoarding.
Some people starve to death during disaster years, while others eat to excess.
Make a lot of money.
The two of them did not join in the fun. The reason why they came to Qidong County was because it was recorded in the palace collection that there was a temple built by the wild traveler Zheng Huajian in Qidong County. There may be more detailed information about Zheng Huajian in that temple.
Record.
"Amitabha!"
The two of them were walking on the street. A monk came from a distance. He approached Zhou Yang and clasped his hands together. He shouted the Buddha's name and stretched out the alms bowl in his hand: "The almsgiver is polite, and the poor monk is Miaohui. Please beg for some vegetarian food."
The great monk is very tall, but very thin, with yellow skin. He wears a brown robe with patches piled on top of each other, but his eyes are very bright and he is in good spirits.
Next to the big monk, there is a little monk, about five years old, wearing a blue robe, with a delicate face, green hair, and a pair of big black eyes.
Zhou Yang found this Qing cultivator quite pleasing to his eyes. He took a look at the food in the kitchen. Most of it was meat, eggs, and milk. He specifically selected it. His hand in his sleeve quietly took a loaf of golden coconut bread and put it on the table.
Monk's alms bowl.
The sweet smell spread to the noses of the elder monk and the younger monk. The younger monk stood on his tiptoes and looked into the alms bowl.
"What kind of food is this?"
The great monk touched his head and asked in surprise: "The poor monk has never seen such food."
"It's made from wheat and coconut, and it's all vegetarian. Monks can eat it without worry."
Zhou Yang smiled.
Hearing Zhou Yang's words, the little monk's eyes suddenly lit up. He grabbed the big monk's robe with both hands, raised his head and pulled hard.
"Thank you donor!"
The old monk clasped his hands together, bent towards Zhou Yang and said.
Then, he carefully broke the coconut bread in half, knelt down and gave it to the little monk.
Seeing the little monk eating deliciously, the old monk smiled lovingly and stroked the little monk's head.
"Thank you, uncle donor."
The young monk did not forget to say thank you to the uncle in front of him, who had gray hair on his temples and a face full of vicissitudes of life after his disguise.
Zhou Yang reached out and touched the little monk's head. The layer of green stubble was a bit prickly.
When Zhou Yang and Xiao Longnu left, the old monk suddenly stopped them and took off a red rope from his wrist: "This red rope was enshrined in front of the Buddha's case in the temple and is given to the donor.
, I hope the Lord Buddha will bless you.”
"Thank you, great monk."
Zhou Yang took the red rope, put his hands together and said in return.
After they separated, Zhou Yang looked at the red rope in his hand, laughed with Xiao Longnu and said, "Monk, he is still a man of virtue."
"How to say?"
Xiao Longnu didn't even see where the old monk had any virtue.
"Just now, I just thought that the great monk was full of energy and arrogance. Now I see this red rope, but it is full of aura and has a sacred flavor. I am afraid it is a magic weapon that can ward off evil and ward off disasters."
Zhou Yang said, with a thought, the red rope in his hand sprang up like a small red snake, entered the portable space and put it on Doudou's chubby wrist.
A magical weapon of this level is a good thing for ordinary people, but for Zhou Yang, it has no effect.
"Carry it away quickly!"
"Move quickly!"
"The county magistrate is going to come from the east side soon. Don't let him see you. It's bad luck!"
"How to deal with it?"
"This guy is a family member. He has no relatives or friends. He was taken out of the city and buried in a hole dug in a mass grave."
There was a policeman in the front, directing two laborers to move a man lying in the corner.
The man was quite tall, but he was also quite large and thick. It was quite difficult for the two laborers to lift him.
"etc."
Zhou Yang just glanced at it and found that the man still had a weak heartbeat and breathing, and was not dead.
"Is there something wrong with this... Young Master?"
The catcher Leng Buding heard someone asking questions behind him. He turned around with a bad tone and saw Zhou Yang and Xiao Longnu dressed in gorgeous clothes. Then he looked at the sword in Zhou Yang's hand. The scabbard was shining with silver and inlaid with gems.
Forming the formation of the Big Dipper, you can tell at a glance that this sword is worth a lot of money!
These two people are either rich or noble!
Moreover, looking at the heroic spirit of this man, it is impossible to say that he is also a famous figure in the world.
The policeman immediately changed his tone, becoming arrogant at first and respectful at the other. The switch back and forth was so natural and smooth that no one could feel anything wrong.
"I see, this man is not dead yet."
Zhou Yang pointed at the man and said.
"Ah? Not dead?"
The policeman looked shocked.
But he was madly complaining in his heart: "I don't care if he dies or not, he's going to die anyway, just throw him out. Why do we meet such a nosy person? It's really unlucky! I don't know who this person is, but don't come down from Fucheng."
It's a covert investigation. I heard two days ago that the new prefect was coming to conduct an open and covert investigation, so I had to deal with it carefully.
Seeing that this man has quite a bit of nobility, he might be a high-ranking official, but he can't be caught and hurt."
"What should we do? Let's take him to see the doctor right now. We can't delay this!"
After the policeman finished speaking, he winked at the two laborers and waved his hand to carry the man away.
Once you leave, you can just carry it out and bury it.
"etc!"
Zhou Yang spoke up again.
The catcher stamped his foot and almost cried.
The county magistrate had lunch and somehow came out to eat. Now he could hear the sound of the gong clearing the way in the distance.
If he blocks the fight later, he will also be scolded.
The policeman said anxiously: "What's wrong, sir? This man is critically ill and we can't wait any longer!"
"This man is not sick, he seems to be hungry."
Zhou Yang said, taking out an iron box in his hand.
The policeman took a look at the beautiful and exquisite paintings on the smooth box with flowers and a full moon, which seemed to be real and illusory.
The woman painted above is as beautiful as a fairy. Feng Xu Yufeng is flying towards the moon. At first glance, she is not a mortal in the world.
He just took out a box and it was so exquisite. It was the best thing he had never seen in his life.
No need to think about it, the person in front of you is definitely of noble status and has not run away.
What is the most important thing about being a clerk?
It's a wink!
Even the master doesn't have such an exquisite box.
He looked at the noble man in front of him, took out a golden meatball, and peeled off the gold paper on it. There was a black meatball inside. He felt sweet after smelling it. It must not be vulgar.
He watched curiously as the noble man stuffed the black balls into the man's mouth, his heart ached with pain, and he howled crazily in his heart: "What a pity, what a pity, how can this thief be worthy of the noble man's elixir!
How careless, my lord!
You can give it to me!"
After feeding him a piece of chocolate, Zhou Yang took out a glucose water tube and stuffed it into the man's mouth.
When the team beating gongs and drums came to this street, the weak man also opened his eyes and saw Zhou Yang who was treating him.
