Piao Tianwen     Sun Shangxiang noticed Mu Fengqing's hesitation and asked suspiciously: "Brother Qing, do you know any magic?"

Mu Fengqing said impatiently: "Maybe Master Yu is not at home at this time. Wait for me to blow for a while."

Mu Fengqing had no choice but to blow up the conch again. The tip of the conch was a little broken, and the sound of the blow was the same as the sound of spring's donkey. It was low and rough, and it blew out all the villagers in a short while:

"Who is so immoral and noisy to sleep?"

"It's so tormenting? There's no more cessation sound in the world than this."

“…”

After the villagers discovered that it was Mu Fengqing, they changed it to the point of saying by thousands of people: "Isn't this the liar from the last time?"

"It must be God who punished him and asked him to make such an ugly sound, and he deserved it!"

"I'm so ignorant at such a young age, I'm sorry for his parents!"

“…”

Mu Fengqing knew that it was useless to explain to them, so she had to remain unmoved and continue to whisper with all her heart.

After more than an hour, dark clouds really came from the sky, wind and thunder came, and it was raining.

What a big rain: the world shines like millions of silverfish falling one after another. Everyone in the village is happy. They all take out pots and pans from their homes to pick up the rain. Some even take off their clothes and take a bath!! Everyone is in a carnival madness and enjoys the fun in the rain.

"It's great, the rice has grown!" The children clapped their hands happily. The earth seemed to be magically imparted: the leaves were green, the crops were wet, and the flowers and plants were all proudly fluttering in the wind.

"The earth is reviving!!!" A male villager shouted.

The whole village is filled with joy like dumplings during the Spring Festival.

The man with yellow cloth strip dressed in the village stared at Mu Fengqing for a long time. After it rained, he found out that he was a real mage. He thought in his mind whether this kid was a god? Before he left, he hurried over and said to him: "Immortal! You are a god sent by heaven."

Mu Fengqing was in the excitement of the success of the reform and said casually: "I am not an immortal, I just did what I wrote in this book "Taiping Yaoshu"."

When the man with yellow cloth strip heard it was "The Strategy of Peace", he immediately looked happy and calm and said to Mu Fengqing calmly: "No matter what, you are the great benefactor of this village. Please sit down and let me thank you very much for your kindness."

"I dare not be a great kindness, brother, don't..." Mu Fengqing's face was not as thick as the sumo wrestling butt, so she quickly refused.

The man with yellow cloth strips held Mu Fengqing's hand and said, "Come with me."

Mu Fengqing inexplicably followed the yellow cloth man home.

"Please, please." The man with yellow cloth strips gave Mu Fengqing to the blanket, and the two sat across the stove, "I hope you don't dislike it if you have a rough tea instead of wine."

Mu Fengqing immediately threw the cup when she heard it was tea.

The man with yellow cloth strip looked panicked, and quickly poured another bowl of tea and said, "My benefactor, don't be angry. I see that the spell cast by my benefactor just now is quite small, and I think you are quitting drinking and eating vegetarian food. Since you like to drink, please pick me up this glass."

Mu Fengqing said dissatisfiedly: "Your cup was also poured out of the same teapot. How could it be a good wine?"

The man with yellow cloth strip said, "My benefactor is joking. Since you can use such a big magic to save the people of our village, how can I not use a trick to let you drink the best wine?" After he said that, his sleeves were whisked on the teacup, and the aroma of wine suddenly floated out of the teacup.

Mu Fengqing smelled the wine and then took it over and said, "Thank you."

Mu Fengqing had just blew for a long time and was thirsty now, so she drank a full drink.

It was indeed a good wine, and the energy was so strong that Mu Fengqing couldn't help but be complacent to the yellow cloth strip man: "Don't say anything more about being kind or not. In fact, I just did as I wrote it in the book."

The man with yellow cloth strips said with a smile: "Although I, Zhang Jiao, is just a down-and-out scholar, I also know to repay my gratitude."

"...Zhang...jiao..." Mu Fengqing was shocked: Rush, my head is so dizzy! Mu Fengqing fell on the blanket and fell asleep deeply.

Sun Shangxiang was caring for a long time in the joy of the villagers. After all, the princess was not often the opportunity to share the same opportunity with the people. It took a long time later that she found out that Mu Fengqing was missing, so she hurriedly asked passers-by, who gave her Zhang Jiao’s home, so Sun Shangxiang pushed the door open and entered.

The layout of Zhang Jiao’s home is relatively different. The entrance is a piece of yellow mud floor that is about one meter wide and two meters long, with several bluestone slabs on it. A stove is built in the center of the house, a large casserole is placed on the stove, and solid wood floors are laid in other places. There is not much furniture on the solid wood floor, a bookcase, a wardrobe, a bucket, and two jars. The two straw-woven blankets are probably Zhang Jiao’s bed and stool. Mu Fengqing is lying on one of the blankets and sleeping soundly.

Seeing Mu Fengqing sleeping soundly, Sun Shangxiang ignored her absence and was so angry that she walked over and kicked him.

Mu Fengqing woke up and said drowsyly: "Ah! Why am I asleep? Oh, my head hurts so much!" He reached out and accidentally knocked the broom in the corner of the wall and smashed his head.

"Idiot!" Sun Shangxiang said angrily and smiled, "I deserve it if I hit myself!"

Only then did Mu Fengqing see Sun Shangxiang and asked, "Xiangxiang? Why are you?"

Sun Shangxiang said with a thumbs-up: "Why isn't it me? Who else does it love you so much besides me?"

Mu Fengqing was not in a right mind, and in a daze, she remembered the scene of Zhang Jiaoyd's smile: "...What's going on? What about the person who drank tea with me?"

"You still dare to secretly carry me to drink tea?" Sun Shangxiang reached out and knocked Mu Fengqing on the head.

Mu Fengqing took off Sun Shangxiang's hand and was panicked: "Don't make trouble for now, Xiangxiang."

Mu Fengqing searched for the Qiankun bag and scattered it for a long time. Mu Fengqing was shocked and said, "Huh? My "Taiping Yaoshu" is gone."

"Is "Taiping Yaoshu" not your magic book?" said Sun Shangxiang.

Mu Fengqing didn't hear Sun Shangxiang's talk in panic, and said to herself: "Is it because that person... was stolen by Zhang Jiao? Oh no!"

"Brother Qing, be calm and composed!" Sun Shangxiang saw Mu Fengqing being so nervous, so she advised, "I guess that book will not be too expensive, there is no need to be so panicked!"

Mu Fengqing calmed down and said, "Of course that book is not too expensive. But it has fallen into Zhang Jiao's hands now. Zhang Jiao created the Taiping Taoist by relying on the magic recorded in "Taiping Yaoshu" and summoned the Yellow Turban Army to rebel against the court!"

Sun Shangxiang asked, "Huh? Isn't that Zhou Cang the remnant of the Yellow Turban Army? Didn't he say that Zhang Jiao is dead?"

As soon as Sun Shangxiang reminded him, Mu Fengqing calmed down: By the way, Zhou Cang is a remnant of the Yellow Turban Army. I have only met Zhang Jiao now. By chance, he stole the "Taiping Yaoshu" again. That is to say, he has not organized the Yellow Turban Army yet, so he must be calm! Mu Fengqing warned himself, so he explained to Sun Shangxiang: "It may be that the time and space are in chaos, so Zhou Cang appeared in advance. I must find Zhang Jiao, regain "Taiping Yaoshu" and prevent a larger-scale war!"

Sun Shangxiang patted Mu Fengqing and said, "This is like a heroic style!"

Mu Fengqing looked up and saw a picture of "Five People Climbing the Peak" in Zhang Jiao's house. She glanced at it and saw it. When she looked at it, she found that it was indeed a fake of Zhang Yide of Taoyuan Painting School. Unfortunately, there were no more than three people in the world who understood this picture. Zhang Jiao bought this picture and probably used it for comparison. There was also a diagonal "Chun" on the window in the house. So that's why Zhang Jiao founded the Taiping Sect after obtaining "Taiping Yaoshu". Mu Fengqing said to Sun Shangxiang: "Let's go and chase that guy!"

Mu Fengqing went out and saw the Nandou Immortal!!

"Damn it! I was discovered!!" Mu Fengqing screamed in her heart that "The Strategy of Peace" was stolen, and this was a huge disaster!

Mu Fengqing was just not talking about it, but the immortal Nandou pretended not to know him and walked over to him and said, "Wow! Big brother, you are so amazing, you can make it rain!"

Mu Fengqing sneered: "The more powerful one is immortal, right? I was thinking just now that I just summoned the wind and rain. How could the crops in the ground and the withered trees and flowers immediately come back to life? It turns out that these are the masterpieces of the Nandou Immortal who controls the life of all things!"

The immortal Nandou naively pretended to be garlic and said, "Brother, what are you saying, I don't understand?"

Seeing that he was not threatened, Mu Fengqing asked back: "Stop coming. You must have come here secretly from Zhongshan. Do you want me to tell the Beidou Immortal?"

"Surrender, Mr. Qing." The immortal Nandou said immediately, "I heard in Zhongshan that you are coming to Julu to rescue the disaster. What's the use of a heavy rain? I calculated with my fingers. It turned out that people in Julu did not believe in ghosts and gods and were disrespectful to them, so the genius had drought for three years. Now that the deadline is over, I will take the opportunity to help you complete this disaster and come and have fun. Don't go back and tell the immortal Beidou first."

Mu Fengqing laughed: "Hmph, my hush fee is not cheap!"

Nandou Xianren lifted her pants and said, "Of course. Now."

The immortal Nandou pointed to an old man on the side of the road. The old man immediately walked towards Mu Fengqing with a pearl in his hand and said, "Thank God! You must be a god sent by God! I have treasured this bead for a long time and I think it is not an ordinary thing, so I will offer it to you."

Mu Fengqing took the beads.

The old man smiled and said, "Immortal, thank you for saving our village."

"It should be, it should be!" Mu Fengqing really wanted to slap this face full of charm, but it would be fine if she thought it was the instructions of the Nandou Immortal.

The immortal Nandou said to Mu Fengqing: "This indigo sea bead is a treasure. Look at such a big man, it is rare in the world!"

Mu Fengqing saw that this indigo sea bead was as big as an inch. In the white pearl halo, it also had a faint indigo blue color, as if echoing the color of the sea. It had the endless power of the sea, but it did not have any attribute bonus on it, so it couldn't help but feel a lot of fire: "Damn it!! There is not even a basic attribute, what a broken bead!"

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Chapter completed!