Cloudy, drizzle on the fifth day of October

It was drizzling, and three donkeys carried three people wearing bucket buckets into Xiaohe Village, found the hotel, wiped a handful of rain, and held the donkey's reins down.

The owner of the hotel quickly went up and shouted, "There is a stove in it, and the three guest officers grilled it."

Then he came forward and led the donkey, and there were several wooden stakes under the eaves, all tied to the donkey, and he was ordered to take three people to find a table.

The fire was booming, and a stream of heating was sprayed out, and the clothes that were already slightly wet were gradually drying. The head of the person put down the bucket, and said, "Put three bowls of rice wine on, and add some beef and vegetables!"

"Okay, wait a minute, please!" The boss tied the donkey back, heard this, and said quickly.

All three sat down. The middle one was about forty years old, with a Chinese character face and a look of solemnity in his face, and Meiyu had righteousness.

The two left and right also carried some murderous publicity, it was the new captain Shen Zhengzheng, and the tolerance of the two publicmen.

A moment later, the boss took out four vegetables, a plate of beef, put it on the table, and sifted it with wine. The three bowls were full, and he saw Shen Zhengzheng saying, "Two brothers, who are performing official duties, should not drink more alcohol. One bowl, warm your body. "

These two have a long tolerance, and stood up and thanked, "Master, rest assured, we understand that there will be no mistakes."

Shen Zheng smiled straight and said, "Don't say that, please drink."

I drank alcohol and ate meat. At this time, despite the drizzle, we saw a steady stream of people coming and going, and some even carried bricks and wood along the way.

An old man with white hair, commanded by the rain.

Shen Zhengzhi moved in his heart and asked the owner: "It's raining, why is this?"

The shop owner saw that the three of them were a bit savage, and did not dare to neglect, and said with a smile: "Three guest officers, this is the way to cultivate Taoism!"

"Is it Da Yan Guan?"

"Yes, this is the Taoist temple in our village. Laoguanzhu died a few years ago. No one presided over it and grew a large field of thorns. Ten pennies a day, everyone goes to help! "The owner said with a smile, obviously very happy.

The three glanced at each other, gorged at the moment, paid the money after eating, and followed along the way.

The mountain at Dayanguan is not high. It was about 200 meters and climbed up the steps. I saw that at the steps, most of them were women and children. They were busy erasing the thick hay up and down the steps and the gaps. It's fair.

Although women and children do not have wages, they manage their meals and fill them up, and each has a piece of fat. Everyone is happy now.

Shen Zhengzheng went all the way and looked at the Taoist Temple. The size of this Taoist Temple was not too large. The bricks and timbers carried on one side accumulated a floor, and the lime slurry was still hot.

Both the mountain gate and the observation wall were only repaired halfway, but in front of the main hall, there was a fragrant tripod. Many people already worked while entering the incense, lingering cigarettes.

Shen Zhengzhi squinted his eyes, glanced, and saw that men were working. Women and children were fragrant during the free week. Occasionally, a middle-aged man was seen. He was dressed as a landowner with some identity in the village. Stepped forward and stopped: "Brother, come to donate incense money?"

The middle-aged man looked at Shen Zhengzheng and saw that he was wearing a new and old clothes, with a demeanor, and could not eat, so he said, "Yes, are you passing by?"

Shen Zheng pointed to the temple and asked, "Is it spiritual?"

"Hey, don't be jealous of this god!" The middle-aged man said: "Originally, the old Guanzhu was very spiritual, but then the old Guanzhu became old and didn't open the door very much. Shaoguan majored in Taoism, and as priests, we all came to Hong for blessing. "

Shen Zheng heard it straight, and secretly understood that Da Yanguan had a good foundation here, and said with a smile: "So I asked for a fragrant once."

After finishing Shen Zheng, he really put on a stick of incense, took a few steps, and suddenly his gaze was fixed.

A little further away, a teenager came out from the inside and was greeting many people.

The boy was fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a black lacquered wooden road crown, wearing a white wide-sleeved long robe, and long-sleeved, with a face as bright as a moon and flying eyebrows.

At this time, many villagers who came to help saw such a magnificent view of the Lord, suddenly awed, and walked subconsciously.

Many people in the village were thanked by Xie Chengfuze. Occasionally, they went to Da Yan Guan to ask for medicine, and it would be okay to return to take them. Every year, some people go to worship and worship. Xie Cheng also saw a few feng shui for this village. Most of them People have received Xie Cheng's favor to some extent, because they respect Da Yan Guan very much.

I heard Xie Cheng's death a few years ago, and this connection faded, but the villagers were conservative, and the awe of the Taoist priests still remained in the bottom of my heart. At this time, I saw the spirit and was even more respectful.

Wang Cunye saw that these villagers were still in awe of himself. It was Xie Cheng and Yu Hui that they still had a feeling.

Reaching out and pointing at a villager, he said, "Come here, I have something to ask you."

The villagers were suddenly shocked, but did not dare to neglect, and quickly walked to Wang Cunye, and offered a gift to him, and Wang Cunye took it easy.

After saluting, the villager said, "I've seen the chief, and I don't know what it calls me?"

Wang Cunye saw that the villagers in the village had bad sentences and vulgar speech, and he didn't care. Most of the villagers did.

Directly in front of the villagers, he said, "You go and tell the village head and give notice to each family, and then say that I thank the elders of the village township for help, so you can come to me here after busy today. With the report, I'll save you, and I'll wait here. "

The people in the village responded quickly, but heard Wang Cunye say again: "In the past few years, I went to the respect of the teacher, no one presided over, and neglected everyone. Now I have called back to the mother-in-law. In the future, you will be troubled, disaster relief, and son-in-law Ankang, you can offer incense and worship, naturally there will be blessings. Then you brought me that. "

After that, Wang Cunye took out a piece of broken silver and tossed it to the villagers, saying, "Take this money, and make some tea and noodles for everyone to use at rest."

The villager caught the silver, and was shocked and happy at once. He couldn't help but tip it, and trot away, bringing a trail of smoke behind him.

After seeing him go, Wang Cunye turned around and stood in a full robe, waiting for the villagers to come, the autumn wind was blowing, but he could not bring him any chill.

"Master!" The two tolerances whispered.

Shen Zhengshen looked like water. He has been in tolerance for 20 years and has seen more people, but Wang Cunye's demeanor is also rare, making people hardly believe that killing officials and killing tolerance is what this person did.

But it is precisely this that makes this person more dangerous.

If it is on the earth, no matter how generous and calm you are, under the repression of the power organs, you have to stay ambush, because there is no personal strength.

But in this world, with such a magnificent attitude, its hidden power cannot be underestimated.

Suddenly, Shen Zhengzhi thought of a case ten years ago. He walked up and down, the sword light was like snow, and the man was killing like a hemp. That person was also calm, smiling, and looking at the government as nothing.

Suddenly, Shen Zhengzheng had a strong hatred for Wang Cunye.

It was these powerful monks who brought the country apart, the princes were standing, and the judicial penalties were undermined. Thinking of this, he clenched his fists and cut his nails in the flesh.

"Huh, no matter what your talent is, I will bring it to justice!"

Of course, Shen Zhengzheng also knew that a person like the boy in the opposite side would give him another chance, for fear that it would not be restrained by the regime and justice. Thinking of this, there was a bit of red in his eyes!

On the high platform above, Wang Cunye felt a moment, felt some, looked down and looked at the crowd.

At this moment, the sun was gradually falling, dozens of villagers came together, talked endlessly, turned around a corner, saw Wang Cunye on the bluestone in front, accelerated his pace, and came over.

There are only two hundred people in this small village. Except for the elderly, the women at home, and the busy people, almost all of them have arrived. It can be seen that they respect and respect the Taoist priests.

"Xiaomin meets the chief."

"I've seen the chief."

The sound was endless. Wang Cunye saw them coming, squinted, smiled, and looked mildly. He stood up and turned over the villagers and said, "I do n't have to do this gift. Responsibility, you can tell me if you are sick and sick, you need to eliminate the disaster, bless a family, and you can go to the main hall of Dayan Temple to pray to your mother. "

The villager stepped out of a middle-aged person, and said nothing to Wang Cunye. He said, "Thanks to all the folks who can afford it, Tim is the chief of the village. I don't know what the Taoist leader is particular about money."

After listening, Wang Cunye laughed and said, "Everyone is having a hard time. This time, I don't collect cash, lest someone say that I love money regardless of people's livelihood. As long as you have the heart, you can watch the incense in the middle."

This middle-aged man is long in a village, and his clothes are also coarse cloth, showing the difference in economy.

However, Wang Cunye is not worried about silver money. As long as the magical powers gradually come into being, and he has his own sesame oil in the city, why embarrass these mountainous people who have a difficult livelihood?

These are the last quarters. The most important thing is to improve your strength.

After hearing this, the villagers were very moved and said, "Lord of Morality!"

The middle-aged man said: "The village has no specialties, and the grain has just been enough to eat. We still have to cope with the famine year. Because of the disease in the village, we can only take orders."

Having said that, he paused a little and continued: "The visit of the Lord this time has saved a lot of lives in the village, and all the villagers and I thank the Dao Dadao."

Wang Cunye's face was expressionless: "Anyway, it's not too late to leave now."

When the middle-aged person saw him, he stopped talking nonsense and said, "Please, Minister."

Wang Cunye nodded and said, "Okay, you can lead the way."

Speaking, he turned his gaze backwards, and suddenly stared straight up at Shen Zheng, who suddenly couldn't help turning his face blue and hummed.

The thief who kills the officials, so calmly, this is a provocation to the government and the government!

You must capture it, kill it, and subdue the law!

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