What's going on?

Who is the person coming?

Well, the visitor is actually the old mayor of Taoyuan Town. This time, the village where the Pang Jia and his disciples rushed to the employer's house, and even all the villages within a radius of dozens of miles are under the jurisdiction of Taoyuan Town. In other words, all the people, big and small things within these dozens of miles are all under the urgent silk-clothed old man in front of him.

Speaking of which, it is also hard for others to be the mayor, especially this year, there are some weird things this day, and I don’t know if I offended some immortal ghosts.

Seeing that the autumn harvest was about to come, it was pouring rain for almost half a month. I feel sorry for their side of Taoyuan Town, the water flow is only high in the steep river, and the water volume is higher than a day. It is almost over the top of the stream, flooding their old town for hundreds of years, but the rain always drizzles without stopping at all. For this reason, the mayor was anxious.

If the damn rain continues like this, the flooding of the streets of Taoyuan Town will be small. The fertile fields within a radius of dozens of miles and the precious autumn grains in the fields will probably not be able to collect a single grain!

By then, the people were displaced, famine was raging, and hunger was everywhere, which was really not a joke.

For this big thing that was pressing on my heart, the honest old mayor who was neither burning incense nor worshiping Buddha on weekdays. After a few days, he had to worry that his few black hair had left. He ate it day and night, but it would not be good to eat it; he could not sleep well.

Later, the eldest grandson, who was studying in the county, returned home in the rain overnight and brought back the county magistrate who even hired a Taoist immortal master with high magic power. He set up an altar incense case and actually opened the altar to make an oath. He prayed for God to be kind to stop the rain. The old mayor was so embarrassed that he was moved.

Unfortunately, this autumn rain was too long and the area was too wide. When the old mayor hesitated, he was shaken in his heart and planned to come with such a sacrifice and send his son to invite the Taoist, he realized that the few Taoist masters within a radius of hundreds of miles were actually invited overnight. Even if there were only one or two left, the price, tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk t

The most fundamental reason why Taoist masters were super scarce for a while is that people who lived in the rain, for their homes, for their food, and for their survival, all placed their hopes on this slim sacrifice.

Poor hesitated and ran a step slower. Good guy, where should they go to invite Taoist to the town?

I was so sad that I could not invite a Taoist priest who opened the cathedral at the price of ten or a hundred times in the past! Because either I didn’t find anyone, or the person I found disliked the low rewards he gave...

Under the helplessness, he could only cast a wide net and make a wide range of tricks, and even spread the news of seeking the truth to every village.

When facing ten invitations and hundreds of invitations but the Taoist was not allowed, suddenly, on the same day, someone was sitting anxiously at home and was worried. He received a man sent by the village chief and told the news that there was a very stylish Taoist master and apprentice in their village who was very good at talking, and probably had a strong magical power.

The old mayor was happy and cried without any joy. He grabbed someone and asked about the situation.

When the old mayor learned that the Taoist priest was about to leave today, the old town mayor was not sure that the mother of the village chief who came to report the news early, but he was yelling in a hurry, and he didn't even bother to eat. He chewed his shoes, immediately called his son, pulled the man who reported the news, and called the strong long-time worker at home, and rushed over in the only donkey cart at home.

Poor people's family is wronged and if they want to hire a Taoist, then they must not observe the situation secretly before talking about it? Is he wronged?

Not to mention whether the injustice is wronged or not, the mayor who was rushing to the village was cursed by the mayor who was sneezing in front of Pang Jia, but said that the old mayor rushed to the entrance of the village. When he saw the group in the drizzle at the entrance of the village, the old mayor finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the old man was not slow.

He jumped out of the car in a hurry and ran staggeringly. The drizzle wet his robes, and the old mayor didn't care at all.

Because, all his mind and spirit are attracted by the Taoist master who is wearing a yellow Taoist robe and looks very rich at first sight.

Fortunately, it came in time, and the Taoist master has not left yet. Fortunately, I am very lucky!

The old mayor sighed in his heart. He no longer had the old habit of numbness and soreness on his legs and feet. He blew past Duoyu like a gust of wind. Duoyu saw the old man with extremely sensitive legs and feet rushed to the fat master who was greeting and saying goodbye to the villagers in a few steps. He reached out and grabbed the arm of his confused fat master.

"Master Taoist, help me!".

Fat Jia...

He looked at the villagers and looked at the two stunned apprentices behind him. His eyes finally fell on the thin fingers that were tightly clutching his arms. He felt the unusual force, and the fat Jia had a stiff smile on his face.

"What does this mean by the old man? Don't worry, say it slowly if you have something to do."

This is a big business again! He thought.

Could it be that this is Jia Cunzhou's thirty years of unlucky fortune, finally passing, and is about to usher in the peak moment in his life. Even the return trip is delivered to his door?

A Taoist thought with smugness in his heart.

Unexpectedly, the master who was holding his fat hand did not follow what he imagined.

The old mayor grabbed Fat Jia's hand and used this force to support his body that was trying hard to breathe. He took a breath twice. Before his son who was chasing him closely, the old mayor waved his hands repeatedly and said hurriedly.

"Hu, Hu... no, I can't say it slowly, Hu, Hu... Dao, Master Taoist, be good, please save our Taoyuan Town..."

The old mayor was not vague, and he spoke quickly, so he quickly explained his purpose.

The son of the mayor who arrived next to him kept replenishing the side.

The father and son finished speaking together, and the boss with his eyes wide open, looked at Fat Jia together, his eyes full of anticipation.

It’s not okay to not be humble. They took the leaked sky and kept raining. There was no way to do it. They seemed to have no other way except to ask Taoists to open the altar.

And damn it, because of the rain and the skyrocketing water, the Taoist people are very popular. One is considered one, and they are all worshipped by everyone as ancestors. They finally met one by themselves, and they even asked for a price everywhere. They really scraped out all the bones and scams. They despised it and burned them. They all took Qiao's unwillingness to move the wealthy nest and went to their place to open the cauldron.
Chapter completed!