MTL - You Can’t Be Fierce Towards Me!-Chapter 115

The carriage slowly entered the gate of Changliu County. In addition to the soldiers in the city, the streets were empty. There were flying locusts in the air, some fell on the ground, some fell on the surrounding buildings, and the carriages went. Outdated, I was shocked.

Fu Yu opened a little car curtain, looking through the gap to the streets of Xiaosuo, outside Changliu County, the large farmland they passed was more severe than the city, although it did not cover the sky, but the group of locusts flew The carriages that passed the train did not dare to open.

The situation in the city is better than outside the city. There may be few plants that can be eaten. Only a small part of it stays in it. The driver and the driver are blocking the head and face, and chasing the carriage slowly to Fujiami.

The driver got off the car and buckled the door. After a while, a man with the same armpit slammed his sleeves and opened the door.

There is some vigilance on the face, "Who?"

"It’s the East family." The driver pointed to the carriage behind him, and Fu Hao opened the curtain to reveal a face.

Opening the door is the king of the rice shop. He used to see Fu Wei. When he saw the person, he hurriedly opened the side door on the side of the rice shop and greeted the carriage.

The carriage drove into the yard and Fu Yusan went down.

In the yard, there should have been flowers and trees, but at this moment it is bare, and there are no leaves left.

Wang Guanwu handed them five martial arts and handed them to them. "The three first to bring, these locusts are not afraid of people, and they easily collide."

Fu Hao took over the fight and took the opportunity to ask about the situation in Changliu County.

“How are there so many locusts here? Even in the city, do local officials care?”

It stands to reason that even if it is a disaster relief, if local officials can manage disaster relief in a timely manner, it will not be so serious, and usually have to cover their faces.

"How about it!" The management said that it was also very angry and anxious. "The original county guards rushed to catch and catch locusts, but so much, how did they catch them? The adults originally posted an announcement and called on the people to catch them together. However, some people listen to the rumor of enchanting scorn, saying that this is a punishment..."

Speaking of this, the voice of the management is obviously small, and he looks around and then lowers the voice and continues: "To say this day, you must sin against the heavens to calm down..."

He said that his feelings were a little faint, and he looked at the other people behind him and explained: "I don't believe these things. When the Holy Land is enthroned for the country, how can there be punishment? But these people are deceived by the demon, contrast Believe in no doubt."

Even because of this, they also became hostile to the county government. After their numbers gradually increased, they often poured objects into the gates of the county guards at night. The local counties were kind and pity that they deceived the enchanting people and ordered the county government. People are less likely to go out, try to avoid conflicts, and wait for Qingyang to come to support.

Therefore, the management of this disaster has been delayed.

At this time, Qin Yu, who had never spoken, said: "Look for an opportunity to see the county guard first."

Fu Hao nodded. "Where is the group of monks?"

"In the east of the city, there are a lot of victims gathered there. They usually open lectures in the east of the city and give alms to the porridge."

"Then we can just go and see." The defending look is not very good-looking. "It will be these ‘high 僧.'”

There are some hesitations in the management. "These enchanting believers are numerous. It seems that a 'Pudu Temple' has also been established. Some of them should not be in danger."

Fu Hao shook his head and stopped him. "You find someone to lead us. We changed clothes and looked at it."

It’s still early in the day, and the carriage is in the city. No reason will be noticed.

Since you can't hide your whereabouts, it's better to be a believer and go to them for a while.

When they saw that they couldn’t stop them, they could only fight the squad called Miao Pai’s second child. They also prepared a common robes for the three people. The three men were repackaged and dressed as ordinary businessmen, and they swayed to the east.

As the management said, Chengdong did gather a lot of victims, some of them came from other places, and they left the city to take refuge when they were homeless. Others were local people who were affected by the disaster, and they ran into production for the sake of living rice.

After the outbreak of the disaster, the price of rice in Changliu County soared to the point where ordinary people could not afford it. The people who had no food at home could only sell the only house for silver, but at this time, the house was not worth the money. The silver money can only be changed a little rice, carefully eating for a while, and also came to the head.

Finally, it can only flow to the east of the city.

Fu Wei looked at the victims sitting on the wall. The expression on their faces was numb and desperate. When they saw Fu Wei, their eyes moved and they quickly disappointed.

Fu Wei, they used to catch up with the time of the evening lectures. The three of them walked around, and suddenly there was a commotion in the surrounding area. The originally numb victims suddenly became excited, and their eyes gleamed and gathered in the same direction.

The three people followed behind them and saw the victims gathered in front of a house. The house was slightly worn out, but the plaque on the door was new. The three characters of the book "Pudi Temple" were written.

This was originally an ordinary family home, and it was funny and ironic to be transformed into a non-destructive temple by the monks, plus the victims who fell in front of them.

The door of the house was opened, and the two monks in gray robes were folded in eleven hands. "There is a master of Purdue."

The victims followed their hands together and read them in unison. "There is a master of Purdue."

Master Purdue slowly appeared from behind the door.

He wore red and yellow plaques, and a pair of beads on his left hand, kindly and kindly, but there was a bit of a high-pitched look.

If Fu Wei did not know in advance that the rumors were flowing out from here, they would have to believe.

After the master of Purdue came out, his eyes fell on them, then smiled and nodded, then sat down on the knees and began to talk.

The array of fake monks is quite similar, but unfortunately, the opening is exposed.

The so-called lectures of Master Purdue are not to explain the scriptures, and the repetitive thoughts are: "There is a virtue of good life in heaven", "There will be no sin in the people", "There is a debt to the Lord," and so on.

Fu Wei summed up, probably meaning that this is the punishment of God for the Emperor, and the people are innocent, so pray that God should not anger.

The three people were ridiculous, but the victims seemed to believe that they were kneeling on the ground and listening with their hands together. It seems that as long as they can get rid of the disaster.

Waiting patiently for the end of the lecture, these victims seem to have done something extremely important, and even the look of despair have turned a bit.

Master Purdue did not go back, but slowly walked over to the trio. "Amitabha, is the three donors also listening to the old man?"

The defending champion smiled and spoke first. "We heard that the Pudu master who had a Pudu sentient being in Changliu County came over and looked at it."

Master Pudu smiled, but his eyes were a little bit hesitant. "Several people have seen it, how do you feel?"

"Hundreds of smells are better than one, and the master of Purdue is well-deserved." Fu Yan's face did not change color.

Sure enough, the master of Purdue looks much better. "The donor has won the prize, and the old man just wants to do something for the victims."

The defending champion pretended to be astonished. "The three of us came over and wanted to do something for the victims of Changliu County, but they coincided with the master."

"Yes," Fu said. "The three of us also believe in Buddhism on weekdays. I just heard that the master is here and I want to do my part."

Master Purdue was sung by one and the other was a little floating, and the smile on his face could not be restrained. "I don't know how the donor wants to help the victims?"

Fu Yu hesitated, "We are all laity people, originally prepared a piece of money to donate to the victims..."

Master Pudu had a bigger smile on his face, but he followed him: "But after listening to the master's lectures, I feel that the most need of these victims is not the silver, but also help them out of the shadow of natural disasters and regain hope."

Master Purdue's face was incomprehensible and stiff. "This is true, but these victims are now having problems with eating too much..."

Defending the road: "Does the master not have a porridge meal every day?"

Master Pudu’s smile faded and secretly wanted to smother them.

From the beginning, in order to deceive the believers, they have alms and porridge, and then they give very little. It is said that the deposits of the Pudu Temple are also exhausted, and even the food and clothing of the masters are a problem.

In this way, many believers can be fooled into donating sesame oil.

Now facing three foreigners, wearing a gasny look is rich, he is reluctant to bear three fat sheep, and he sighs with a false sigh: "Speaking of it, the food in the temple has been exhausted, and it has not been used for a long time." It is."

He had thought that the next three people should have donated some fragrant oil money, but he listened to Fu Yan sighing: "Under the natural disaster, the master is not easy. It is better to have three brothers from our brothers to give porridge rice in the future."

Fu Yan said that the true feelings, a worried look, suddenly caught the words of Master Pudu.

He paused: "The old generation of the victims thank the three donors for their kindness."

Fu Xiao smiled and waved his hand and said it should be. He also circulated with him for a while before he was too late to leave tomorrow after listening to the master’s lectures.

Back to the rice shop, the defending asked: "What do you think?"

Fu said: "Looks like they are money."

Qin Lan also agreed, "The rumors should be passed out from here, but I don't know how to pass them away and become the version they later heard."

Wei Wei said: "The fake monks are only lucky, but now they have gathered a lot of loyal believers. Do you see the eyes of the victims?"

The two nodded. The victims only had a fanatical emotion when they listened to the scriptures. If they took the risk of exposing the identity of these fake monks, they might be counterproductive. The victims not only did not believe, but considered the government to persecute.

Wei Wei said: "Now it is much better than the worst case we have guessed. It is much easier to make money." What they are most afraid of is that some people are trying to confuse the people with natural disasters.

"Then let's go tomorrow?"

Fu Dadao said: "Since it is said that it is necessary to give a porridge meal, it will not be possible to go tomorrow, and this is also a good opportunity to take the opportunity to approach the victims."

Defending the same as his thoughts, the two hit it off, and the defending champion turned to ask Qin, "What do you think?"

Qin Hao nodded, "feasible."

Then Fu Wei called the management again and asked him to prepare the rice for tomorrow.