Chapter 114: Laughing, Joking, Disturbing Me, and Chaos 2

After this sentence, along the way, Xie Lian was very worried. After a few more words, Huacheng's words gave him the feeling of four words: "The words are all here." So, Xie Lian didn't ask any more questions.

When we returned to Bodhisattva View, the light of the sky had not yet broken.

As soon as the door was opened, the pots and pans were cleaned up. Lang Ying, Gu Zi and Qi Rong all slept in the room, covered with a quilt, very safe. It seems that after he left, someone was really taking care of this place and left quietly.

Xie Lian came back this time, and what followed was a lot of prayers.

Bodhisattva had never received so many prayers, and he didn't think it was the wealthy businessman who helped him spread the word—yes, the wealthy businessman who lived in the town before finally fulfilled his promise and came here.

However, he came here, but he didn't notice the sign Xie Lian placed in a prominent place, or he deliberately turned a blind eye. He didn't donate as much incense as he promised. The main purpose of this visit was to send a pennant over, and in front of the villagers and elders of the village, he enthusiastically handed it over to the hands of Xie Lian. Xie Lian opened it up unprepared and closed it immediately, but the four words of Dou Da on the pennant still deeply entered his mind - "Brilliant hand returns to the womb".

Thanks: "???"

After sending the rich businessman away, he sighed, thinking that he was worried every day when the house would collapse, and he really didn't know when it would be repaired. Huacheng, who was leaning against the door, seemed to see what he was sighing, and said: "I have something I wanted to say for a long time. If my brother is not safe in this house, it is better to change the place."

Xie pity shook his head and said: "It's easy to say, Saburo, where to change it."

Huacheng smiled and said: "Otherwise move to my place."

Xie Lian knows that he should not just talk about it, but since the "joking" that night, he has inexplicably had a shadow in his heart, and Huacheng will not dare to say it with such a "joking" look. Just pick it up, bow your head and smile.

As for the prayers received, although the old yellow cows in the family were injured and couldn't work in the fields, and the family's daughter-in-law was pregnant, the fields were short of manpower, but they were all prayers anyway, and the prayers of the believers should be treated equally. After two days, Xie Lian answered his prayer and went to the village to help plant and plough the fields.

Huacheng lives here, and naturally follows him to play. Because it was rough work, Xie Lian didn't want him to go to the ground at first, but he couldn't get over it, so the two of them changed into coarse clothes, rolled up their cuffs and trouser legs, and went down to the paddy field.

Looking from a distance, there are many busy farmers scattered in the large green paddy fields, and two of them are particularly conspicuous.

Even if the coarse cloth clothes of Xie Lian are on the body, it can't cover up Huacheng's style. Rather, the ragged clothes make his face and figure stand out even more. Both of them were white, their arms were beautiful, and their calves were long and straight. They formed a beautiful and dazzling scene among the peasants with disgraced faces. They made the village girls who were used to seeing rough men blushed and couldn't stop sneaking a glance. When it was inserted, the subordinate seedlings were twisted into an arc, and then turned into a joke.

The whiteness of Huacheng is almost bloodless. Xie Lian is white and ruddy, and because of his natural constitution, the more sweat he sweats, the whiter his skin becomes. In the scorching sun, he did it here for a while, the whole person was white and powdery, and the heat was unbearable. He couldn't help wiping away the sweat beads that fell from his neck, but thinking that ghosts are gloomy and don't like the sun, Huacheng must be even more unhappy. , turned to look. Sure enough, Huacheng also stood up, squinting, using his hands to shade, his eyes fell in the shadow cast by his right hand between his eyebrows, and he was looking at this side.

Xie Lian walked over, put the bucket hat on his head, and said, "Wear it."

Huacheng was stunned first, then narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Okay."

Although Huacheng said that going to the ground is for fun, he can work much faster than Xie Lian, fast and good, and very skilled. After half an hour, Xie Lian's piece was finished, and his back was sore. He stood up and beat his waist, and Huacheng came over to help him. Xie Lian took a look, and after a while, he actually finished a large area by himself without a sound, and the green rice was planted in the paddy field one by one, which was very neat and lovable. He sighed sincerely: "Sanlang, you really learn everything very quickly. Don't help me, just sit there and rest, drink some water or something."

Huacheng went to the ridge to get water. The village chief watched for a long time, then gave a thumbs up and said, "Dao Chang, whose boy is this? He is so diligent and so powerful! One person can do dozens of them! If he looks down on the eldest daughter of which family? Well, that's good luck!"

Xie Lian laughed, and after a while, a few people secretly came to ask Xie Lian: "Hey, Daoist, where is this young man who lives in your view? Are you married? There is no wife at home. ?"

"Certainly not, so young!"

Xie Lian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said vaguely: "This... Right, young, don't think about this first."

Several people hurriedly said: "How can it be done? You are young, so you have to settle down quickly."

"Daoist, you should persuade him. Men will only grow up if they settle down early. They have to have a home before doing anything."

"Yes, young man! Firewood and fire! Can't stand loneliness!"

These people all have daughters at home who want to inquire about the situation. Xie Lian is pushing it warmly, but Huacheng came over with a bamboo tube and said: "Married. There is a wife at home."

When those people heard it, they were greatly disappointed, but they didn't give up, and said, "Which girl are you marrying? Can this little brother tell us?" "It's not that he lied to us." Are you kind again?"

Huacheng raised his eyebrows and said: "Well, that is. It is beautiful and virtuous. It is a noble man with golden branches and jade leaves. I have liked it since I was a child. I have liked it for many years, and it took a lot of hard work to catch up."

What he said was serious and did not seem to be fake at all. Several people felt that there was no drama, so they had to leave with great regret. Xie Lian was listening slightly, Huacheng handed him a cloth towel and a bottle of water and said, "Drink water?"

Xie Lian took the cloth towel, wiped his hands full of mud, and then took a few sips from the bamboo tube and handed it back. He unconsciously grabbed the cloth towel into a mess in his hand, wiped it around, held it for a while, and couldn't help but ask, "...Really?"

Huacheng took back the bamboo tube, took a sip by himself, rolled his Adam's apple up and down, and bowed his head: "Huh? What?"

Xie Lian raised his sleeves and wiped the sweat on his forehead. He always felt that the sun was a little too big, and his forehead and cheeks were hot. He tried to smile casually and asked: "There is a wife at home, and she is beautiful. He is also virtuous and a noble person with golden branches and jade leaves.

Huacheng Road: "Oh, fake."

Xie Lian didn't realize it himself, he breathed a sigh of relief. This time, I really laughed, and learned the tone of Huacheng before: "Lie."

Huacheng smiled and said: "However, it's not all fake. I haven't caught up yet."

Hearing this, thank you for a moment, but Huacheng has turned around and continued to help out.

Xie Lian stayed in place for a while, then bent down and worked slowly. For some reason, I always felt a little unhappy, and after a while, I realized that I had accidentally inserted a small row, and quickly pulled back my thoughts.

While he was working in the fields, he tried to psychic the wind master in private. Although Huacheng said that he should not be close to the group of wind masters, but Xie Lian still couldn't do it. He has tried countless times in the past few days, but none of them have been successful. After reciting the password several times, there is no response there, and there is a dead silence. So, he turned around, looked for Lingwen, and asked, "Lingwen, how is Master Feng Shi now?"

Lingwen quickly got through, and the voice sounded in Xie Lian's ear, saying: "Master Feng Shi? It's better."

Thanks for the intuition that she didn't tell the truth, but she didn't ask questions, she just made up her mind and went up to take a look later.

At this time, I heard Lingwen again: "By the way, Master Sailor has sent some gifts to you, and they have already been delivered. Please remember to take a look at His Royal Highness."

Xie Lian stunned and said, "Gifts? No need. No merit will not be rewarded."

Lingwen said: "Don't be humble and polite. Master Feng Shi will find someone to accompany him as soon as he is impulsive. You have been tossing with him for so long, and you are well deserved. , you can take it."

Xie Lian still feels that it is not suitable, so pay attention. After finishing the work and finishing the work, Huacheng helped the village head to repair his plow, and Xie Lian returned to the Bodhisattva Temple first. After the "three idlers" in Huacheng's mouth were moved to the Bodhisattva Temple, he looked around the house and said, "Where are the gifts? Where are they?"

Thinking about whether it would fall into the gap under the merit box, he rolled up his sleeves and was about to move the merit box away. Who knows, this move would not move at all. The merit box was heavy, as if it had taken root on the ground. Xie pity was inexplicable, he took out the key and opened the lock, and as soon as he opened the lid, he was blinded by the bright golden light.

The merit box is actually densely packed with gold bars. At a glance, it can give him tens of thousands of merits!

Xie Lian suddenly slammed the lid on, and pressed his hands firmly on it, thinking: "A little bit of care?"

Is it possible to give such a valuable thing for no reason? He was still thinking about it, if it was a small gift, such as a spiritual jade ring containing mana, would it be better to accept it? After all, it might be possible to send it back directly. It will save Shi Wudu's face, the sailor is arrogant and arrogant, but he is not beautiful. But now, well, as expected of the God of Wealth, such a big box of gold bars has to be sent back.

It just so happened that he also planned to go to heaven immediately to see Feng Shi, thinking that Huacheng might not come back so soon, so he left a note, carried the heavy merit box and set off.

Who would have known that when they arrived in Xianjing, the army was in chaos and people turned their backs on horses. The good Shenwu Street was actually smashed out of pits and potholes. A group of little priests were busy with each other, Lingwen squatted beside a deep pit, and pressed his temples with a headache. Xie Lian went up and said: "True Monarch, what's going on?"

As soon as Lingwen looked up, he was startled by the huge merit box behind him, and said: "His Royal Highness, what are you doing here with such a big merit box? What are you asking? Oh, don't mention it, General Nanyang and General Xuanzhen was fighting and smashed the opponent's immortal mansion."

Fengxin and admiration? Xie Lianqi said: "Why did they fight again?"

Lingwen said: "It's not because of the last fetal spirit. Several martial gods gathered to discuss how to deal with the ghost mother and son. General Nanyang proposed to send the fetal spirit to refining, after all, that thing really killed countless people. The harm is not shallow, Xuanzhen will not let it go, and the tone is a little uncomfortable. Nanyang said that you were so kind-hearted before. Could it be that you have a ghost in your heart. Your Royal Highness, you know, they are like that, After a few words, I went outside to fight. Look, look, what happened? I said earlier, your martial arts are really not good, the repair expenses of Xianjing this year are terrible, I just counted half of it , and forgot all about it. Really..."

Xie Lian saw that she really had a headache, and said: "Then...you can take it slow. I'll go see Master Feng Shi first."

Lingwen raised his head and said, "Look at Master Feng Shi? Say goodbye, Your Royal Highness, Master Feng Shi is not here now."

Thanks for the pity: "Didn't you say he is better?"

Lingwen said: "This is what the Master Sailor said. But the Master Sailor said that the wind master is not a guest. It is also what Master Sailor said. Even I can't see Master Master Feng. Let's go. By the way, isn't your merit box too..."

Thanks for the pity, he put down the merit box and said: "Then please help me return this to the sailor. No merit will not be rewarded. Even if he doesn't give anything, he shouldn't say it, Thank you for your pity, and I won't say more." After losing the box, he was relaxed and hurried away. Lingwen shouted a few times from behind, but he didn't answer, gave up, and continued to bow his head, facing the deep pit at his feet with a headache.

However, Xie Lian is gone, but of course he will not go down to the world like this, but quietly went to the immortal mansion of the wind master and the sailor in Xianjing,

Although the third floor and the outer third floor of this immortal mansion are guarded by many guards, it is not difficult to thank the pity at this level.The last time Shi Qingxuan brought him in, he roughly remembered the location of Feng Shi's bedroom, turned over the wall, sometimes walked high, sometimes sneaked, and arrived in a short while.The only worry is that Feng Shi was taken to another place by his brother, and he is not here at all right now.

Fortunately, this worry was not realized. He climbed to the roof and found a blind spot that outsiders could not see. He made an upside-down golden hook, hung it on the eaves, and looked into the bedroom.At this sight, he was immediately shocked.

Shi Qingxuan was actually tied up by Wuhua, tied to his own bed, and still struggling.On the other hand, Shi Wudu was pacing back and forth by the couch, holding a bowl of black lacquer in his hand.He paused for a moment, then suddenly walked over and forcefully poured into Shi Qingxuan's mouth.