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Chapter 154 Red Locust God

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    Zhang Xiangyuan listened attentively. He did not interrupt the old man's words and listened quietly.

    Not only was he listening, Zhuang Buzhou also used the shadow assassin to listen silently, which was very helpful in understanding what happened in Zhenxi Mansion.

    "However, half a year ago, the weather suddenly became hot, and there was no rain for several months. The well in the village, which had never been dry for decades, dried up. Now, it has been more than half a year, and no water has fallen.  The crops in the fields have all died of thirst. Alas, people are dying of thirst every day. Many people have already died in several nearby towns due to the drought. Alas!!"

    The old man sighed deeply, his words filled with infinite sorrow.

    "If it weren't for the appearance of the other side, everyone would be able to get food from the other side. I'm afraid how many people would die in Zhenxi Mansion now. But if this continues, there is no way. Without water, we really can't survive."

    "We, the people, can only pray to God for heavy rain as soon as possible, otherwise, we will never be able to survive this day again."

    This time 7 5z w.co*m Zhang Si.  Water is the source of life. When there is severe water shortage, death is common. Even if there is food, it will not last long.

    Drought, a drought that has lasted for more than half a year, there is no need to expect extravagant crops in the fields. This year's harvest will definitely be a failure. The earth has been parched and cracked by the sun. There are not a few people who have died due to lack of water. Countless people have died because of this.  It was miserable.

    But no one can stop this kind of natural disaster.

    How many people were crying and wailing, trying to escape.

    The old men dug underground, not to dig out some gold and silver treasures, but in the hope of digging out some water, even a little moist mud. At this time, for them, water is the most precious and valuable thing.  thing.  Even if you have money, you can¡¯t buy it!  !

    When Zhang Xiangyuan heard this, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and then asked: "I didn't expect that this place would suffer such a big natural disaster. Didn't officials from the nearby court and Zhenxi Mansion come out to provide disaster relief?"

    "Zhenxi Mansion is too big. There was disaster relief at the beginning, but it lasted too long. It is said that there are spiritual masters in the city who are calling for the wind and rain, but they can't solve the real problem. Now it is said that the imperial court is preparing to  Sacrifice.¡±

    The old man took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

    "Sacrifice? I don't know who is offering sacrifice."

    At this moment, a voice broke in.

    The old man and Zhang Xiangyuan couldn't help but look up, and then, a figure riding a black donkey came into their eyes.

    "Who are you"

    The old man asked hesitantly.

    "I am a monk who travels all over the world. My surname is Zhuang, and I am Zhuang Buer."

    Zhuang Buzhou said with a smile.

    "It turns out that it's the immortal master in front of you. I'm old and mortal, so please don't be offended." Hearing this, the old man hurriedly bowed with a hint of restraint in his expression.

    This world is no stranger to spiritual masters. They are often attacked by strange things. It is difficult not to know. For spiritual masters, ordinary people will call them immortal masters. The awe is indeed obvious. Most of the spiritual masters are  It is a relic of the curse of the contract. It itself is affected by the curse. In terms of temperament, it is often not so kind. Shinto monks are very smart. They often do not show their bodies and take the name of gods.  As the sustenance of the souls of all living beings, it is aloof and transcendent.

    Spirit masters and Shinto seem to be divided into two different systems.

    There will be a difference in perception.

    Zhuang Buzhou felt this keenly.

    However, he didn¡¯t say much. This was a problem of the overall environment, and it couldn¡¯t be changed casually.

    You can¡¯t control others, you can only do your best.

    Just be consistent.

    "Zhang Xiangyuan."

    Zhang Xiangyuan looked at Zhuang Buzhou. In his eyes, he was a little confused. However, it was obviously certain that he was a monk. In terms of strength, he did not seem to be weak. In the eyes of the monks, his own deception and transformation techniques may not be enough.  Really seamless.

    But he had no intention of revealing his identity.

    What he said was also his real name.

    "I heard that Zhenxi Mansion is suffering from drought and the people are in dire straits, so I came over to take a look. I heard from my father-in-law that Zhenxi Mansion is preparing to offer sacrifices. I don't know what the sacrifice is about. Is it to be a sacrifice to the Dragon King or someone else."

    Zhuang Buzhou asked with a faint smile.

    "The sacrifice is being made to the Red Locust God."

    The old man shook his head and said.

    "Red Locust God? What kind of god is this? Why haven't I heard of it before?"sp; "Great, we will pray to the All-powerful Water God day and night, so that the incense will continue."

    Many villagers heard this and expressed their opinions one after another.

    Invisibly, he became more pious towards his faith.

    "In a short time, it can no longer be shaken."

    Afterwards, Zhang Xiangyuan and Zhuang Buzhou left Qingliang Village and walked on the road.

    Zhuang Buzhou smiled lightly  Then he said: "Tao friendly means, if I read it correctly, you should be the All-powerful Water God, walking the path of Shinto. When you come to Zhenxi Mansion, you are preparing to open a dojo, teach doctrines, and develop believers."

    "Fellow Taoist Zhuang has a keen eye. Sure enough, Zhang's blinding method can't hide the eyes of fellow Taoist."

    Zhang Xiangyuan was not surprised when he heard this. In the eyes of ordinary people, his appearance was flawless, but in the eyes of monks, it was difficult to hide it.  It's not too strange to be discovered.

    "Does Taoist Zhuang have a prejudice against Shinto?"

    To control the big and to control the owl.  Zhuang Buzhou smiled and shook his head and said: "Don't get me wrong, I have no prejudice against Shinto. There is nothing wrong with ordinary people seeking spiritual sustenance. Fellow Daoist Zhang is not an evil god, and I have no intention of meddling in Shinto's business."  There is a reason for their existence. We are all monks, so there is no distinction between high and low. However, this Zhenxi Mansion has probably been in a storm recently, and there will be no shortage of those cow ghosts and snake gods. As for the Red Locust God, I am afraid it will be even more complicated."

    If Zhang Xiangyuan wants to spread his faith, he cannot go wrong with the Red Locust God.

    The battle between Shinto and Shinto is far more dangerous than anything else.

    For believers, they may launch a divine war at any time

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