Time goes back half an hour ago.

Zhang Dadan returned to the charity village with his afterimage at an inhuman speed.

As soon as he entered the yard gate, he staggered and Wu Song flew out directly and rolled out like a gourd.

When Zhang Dadan came to his senses, Tiedan was pressed under him and cut it far away.

He reached out and patted Tie Gan. Seeing the guy grinning and breathing, he had not woken up yet, he knew it was okay. He rolled his eyes, rolled his eyes hard, and lay on the ground exhausted.

Loss! Loss!

When I went out, not only did I destroy the small cart left by the master, but my baby granddaughter didn't come back either. What's the matter with the two big men?

If you can find something wrong early and do it in advance, you can at least take it back with all the shadows.

Zhang Dadan regretted, but he couldn't make up for it.

I lay on the ground and gasped for a long time before I had the strength to get up slowly.

After looking at the sky, the black clouds rolled, and lightning suddenly appeared, and it was about to rain heavily.

Let’s recover from the injury first, and let’s talk about the others when the rain stops.

Thinking about it, Zhang Dadan sent Wu Song and Tie Dan into the wing room one after another and threw it directly on the coffin board.

I found a wooden stick to act as a crutch, cleaned up the yard slightly, lit the black and white lanterns outside, closed the door and went to the backyard kitchen to pick up some cold dishes and steamed buns, and ate them in front of the coffin in the room.

At this time, heavy rain was pouring down, and the raindrops as big as beans were like small stones, shooting downwards.

The yard was flooded with water in a moment.

Just when everything was quiet and there was only the crackling sound of raindrops, a few sounds of slapping the door sounded, and then there were shouts outside the door.

The sound is not small, but unfortunately the storm is too strong, so Zhang Dadan didn't hear a word clearly.

He listened for a while, and had a little guess in his heart. After thinking about it, he went to a straw raincoat from behind the door, covered his head randomly, and rushed towards the door.

"Who?"

With a shout, a surprise sound suddenly came from outside.

"Master, there are indeed people, donors, we are monks passing by. We can't rush to go. Can we stay for one night?"

Zhang Dadan was stunned: Monk?

Although he was puzzled by the monk who was not begging for alms in the county town and why he ran to his Taoist charity village, he didn't think much about it. He opened the wooden pennant and opened the door, and immediately saw two embarrassed figures.

"Amitabha, donor?" The little monk Shifang hurriedly smiled. He tried hard to smile sincerely, but unfortunately his face looked very funny.

Zhang Dabang's mood suddenly improved a lot.

"So they are two masters, please come in!"

"Thank you, thank you! Master, this old donor has agreed. Be careful, there is a threshold!"

"I understand!" Monk Baiyun was calm and composed. Even though his clothes were wet and swaying with the wind and rain, he was still the demeanor of a master.

"Amitabha, thank you fellow Taoists for helping me!"

"Hi, what's this? The charity village is just a place where people come and go!"

Zhang Dadan brought the master and apprentice in, closed the door, and took them directly to the west wing, which was separated from the coffin room where Wu Song Tiedan was lying.

When I opened the door, a tide came to my face.

"You can live here tonight. Most of the restrictions on this house are usually used to stop coffins or to settle down for fellow workers. The straw under the wall on the south was dried a few days ago and should still be used.

I'm going to get some food for you two!" Zhang Dada said boldly.

Shifang was overjoyed, hungry all the way, and finally could eat. "Thank you, the old donor!"

"No need. I rarely meet fellow practitioners these days, so it's OK to entertain a meal and a night!"

Speaking of this, Zhang Dadan suddenly became serious and stared at Shifang and said, "Don't run around in the middle of the night, especially the room near the north. Don't be alarmed, otherwise trouble will be indispensable!"

Shifang subconsciously thought of a picture, shivered for a moment, and hurriedly said, "I dare not, little monk..."

"Not you!"

Zhang Dabang waved his hand and turned around and left.

Shifang looked confused and turned his head to the monk Baiyun who was slowly tidying up his clothes, saying, "Master, what does the old donor mean? Didn't he mean me?"

"I'm talking to me about curry!"

Xiao Zhuo suddenly appeared, wrinkled his nose playfully, and helped Shifang take off his straw hat and raincoat. "This old man is not an ordinary person. The neutral and peaceful power on his body is as anxious as a big river, and it is many times stronger than Yan Chixia's half-baked guy.

I didn’t expect that before the wilderness, I could still encounter such a true cultivation of enlightenment.”

Monk Baiyun paused and said, "This fellow Taoist is injured!"

Shifang said in surprise: "A such a powerful person was also injured? Could it be..."

Xiao Zhuo pointed to the north, pressed it on Shifang's ears, and whispered: "There is a very powerful ghost aura in that room. It is probably the Ghost King for more than a hundred years. This senior is amazing!"

hiss--

Shifang took a breath of cold air.

At this time, Monk Baiyun had already found the thatch, grabbed a handful and turned it into a cushion, and sat down, pulled the beads twice, suddenly tasted the water stains, and his face changed.

He listened carefully, and after a while he sighed: "It's another place of right and wrong! Is this world so good?"

This unusual heavy rain lasted for three days at once, as if a big hole was leaking in the sky, and it kept leaking downwards.

The rainy area is still limited to Jingyanggang, and there is only one corner of Yanggu County at the foot of the mountain, which is affected.

However, the farmland in several villages outside the city was not able to escape.

When I found that there was sea water above and below the sky, the old villager almost got his eyes wide open.

I didn't care about the bad luck in the rain, so I hurriedly called the neighbors to take a ride and rushed to Yanggu County in the heavy rain.

It's not raining, it's just a knife. Each knife cuts off a piece of meat from the merchants.

Once the salt water is sprinkled, there is no grain of money. This year's tax revenue is bound to be miserable. For such a big thing, I have to report it to the county magistrate immediately.

Gao Ning has not been idle these three days.

Using the ability of the big and small Ruyi, he cleaned up the vicinity of the mountain temple.

Whether it was the black-clothed minions or the Liu Tou Li Tou, they had completely given up after experiencing the previous chaos.

They had seen Gao Ning's largest body shape and had long regarded him as the White Tiger Star Lord.

Do you dare not do anything if the gods ask you to do your work?

Haven't you seen that the huge beasts were dispersed by shrinking into ordinary bodies?

If the White Tiger Star Lord is unhappy and turns them into small things, he may not live for a while and be eaten by birds as food.

Under Gao Ning's intimidation, Nouqigao directly gained leadership without much quarrel and directed everyone to clean up the place.

During this period, Gao Ning discovered something magical. This woman, Ximen Qing, could actually use the ability to slide fruits!
Chapter completed!