Taizu began to refuse to sleep. He stayed up all night long to deal with government affairs. He held his upper and lower eyelids open with his hands and never fell asleep.

Because once he fell asleep, he would dream about the numb and empty eyes of those people, no different from the walking dead, dragging their heavy bodies to survive in the world. That scene was more terrifying than the ghosts that seduced their souls and demanded their lives.

Taizu was about to be driven crazy.

The bloodshot blood in the whites of his eyes almost spread to the black pupils. In the end, Taizu couldn't hold on and fell asleep on several cases filled with information.

Even after not sleeping for several days and nights, Taizu was still dreaming.

But what was different from the depression and despair in the past was that this time in his dream, the mountains and rivers were beautiful, the vegetation was lush, and it was so green that it could drip water.

The mountain spring is endless and never seems to dry up. It is full of spiritual energy. After taking a breath, Taizu felt that all the fatigue in his body was gone and he felt refreshed.

Here, it is full of life.

There was a thatched hut on the top of the mountain. Taizu had many contacts with monks because of the drought. After thinking about it for a moment, he put on his clothes and started climbing the mountain.

With the presence of spiritual energy, Taizu repaired the blue very quickly. It took him three days and three nights, and he climbed to the top of the mountain when the sun was rising on the fourth day.

Climbing high and looking into the distance, you can have a panoramic view of the scenery below the mountain. The mountains are rolling and rolling, and the sea of ​​clouds is rolling up to the blue clouds, just like a place where immortals live.

With just one glance, one feels suddenly relaxed, all worries are gone, and the past is not touched at all.

Taizu exclaimed: "Good! I am lucky enough to see such scenery, and my trip to the human world is not in vain."

"Clang", there was a sound of something heavy falling to the ground. Taizu turned around suddenly and saw an old man facing him, holding a kettle and bending down to water the water.

The piece of land that needs watering is seven or eight feet wide, and is surrounded by a fence woven from bamboo strips. It is very delicately woven, and it can be seen that it is made with great care.

The old man carried the kettle and moved slowly, watering the entire field around the fence.

When he walked to the other side, Taizu discovered that the old man had white eyebrows and a white beard, and his eyebrows were so long that they almost dragged to the ground.

Taizu was shocked. An eminent monk had once seen with him the Taoist Immortal who was above the nine heavens. His eyebrows were extremely dark, and three flowers gathered on the top of his head. He was a Daluo Golden Immortal.

Taizu hurriedly knelt down and said, "Immortal, I have intruded in so rudely, please forgive me!"

The old man ignored him, Taizu quietly raised his head, and whether intentionally or not, the old man turned his back to him.

Taizu shamelessly stood up, picked up the things that had just landed and put them away, then came to the old man's side and greeted him again respectfully.

The other party was immersed in watering the water, treating him as if he was nothing. Taizu followed with a shy face, and saw that there was only soil in the fence, and no crops were planted. He considered: "Xian Chang, there are no crops in this soil, but the Xiang Chang insists on watering."

, I have a conjecture, I don’t know if I should talk about it or not?”

The old man paused and finally gave him a look of mercy.

Taizu took this look as permission and continued: "How can crops grow if you water the land without seeds? I guess what the immortal does is not to raise crops, but to fish like Jiang Taigong. Whoever wants to take the bait

!”

After Taizu finished speaking, he looked at the old man expectantly.

After pouring the water, the old man straightened up slowly, walked to the corner of the thatched house, and put the kettle on the window sill. Taizu followed him step by step, very humbly.

During this period, the old man glanced at him again, his plain eyes without any emotion, but Taizu felt an inexplicable feeling of disgust.

The old man moved another deck chair and placed it by the fence. He lay down and closed his eyes. The wind blew slowly, which was very comfortable. He seemed to want to sleep here.

Taizu's eyelids twitched. Did he guess wrong?

Seeing that the old man was about to fall asleep, Taizu quickly brought tea from the house and served it respectfully, "To be honest, Immortal, I am the king of a country in the world. My administration is clear and the people live and work in peace and contentment. I consider myself worthy of the world.

But recently, in my dreams, I often see scenes where people are in dire straits. There has been a severe drought for three years, and the population has dropped sharply, with not even one out of ten left.

I have been searching for capable people all over the world, but no one can help me. I am lucky enough to meet the immortal leader today, and I am filled with joy even though I am terrified. I beg the immortal leader to guide the people on a way out!"

Taizu's voice was choked with sobs, he held the tea cup, bent his legs, and knelt down beside the recliner.

The old man opened his eyelids, looked at the blue sky, turned his head, and slowly dropped his gaze to the piece of land surrounded by a fence.

After a long time, the old man sighed.

"Soon."

The old man flicked his sleeves, and Taizu was enveloped in white mist, causing Taizu to wake up suddenly.

From then on, Taizu never had any dreams again, whether it was drought or a thatched house.

Two years later, there was a strange phenomenon in the sky. The sky was originally clear, but suddenly the sky turned dark, lightning thundered, and strong winds blew. When Taizu and the tower looked out, ten miles away, a blue light burst into the sky.

Taizu was so blessed that he was overjoyed: "The world is saved!"

Immediately, regardless of the wind and rain, he headed for the blue light, followed by a group of palace servants. When they arrived ten miles away, they saw a girl of about 16 years old standing with her hands behind her back.

The girl's eyes were like paint, her skin was as white as snow, and she was surrounded by spiritual energy. It was pouring rain, and everyone was soaked in it. She had no cover, but she was dry.

Not stained by dust.

Taizu swallowed, got off his horse, and approached the girl step by step. The palace servants stopped him, "Your Majesty, be careful of assassins..."

Taizu raised his hand to interrupt, and everyone fell silent.

Taizu was getting closer and closer to the girl. The girl whose eyes had not wavered previously, when he was only five steps away from her, her eyes slowly lowered, staring at his feet for a moment.

Taizu was stunned, immediately stopped, and asked tentatively: "But the boy sent by the Immortal Chief to save the people in the world?"

The girl looked calm and did not make a sound. Taizu muttered, cupped his hands and said, "Excuse me, Fairy Boy. Please follow me back to the palace to stay."

The girl didn't answer, but the heavy rain suddenly stopped, the dark clouds dispersed, and a rainbow hung in the sky.

Taizu was surprised and happy in his heart, and said "good" three times in a row, but he had trouble returning to the palace.

The fairy boy would not let anyone get close to her and could not walk back, so Taizu ordered someone to borrow a horse and tried to get the girl to ride back.

One palace man was holding the horse, and another palace man knelt down in front of the girl, bending down so that she could step on the horse.

Taizu held the reins and sat astride the horse, waiting patiently for the girl to get on the horse. However, he saw her bypassing the palace attendant and patting the horse's leg. The horse actually knelt down and lowered its body.

The girl hugged the horse's neck and climbed up, holding the reins like Taizu did, and patted the horse's neck gently.

The horse stood up and walked slowly towards the palace.

Everyone couldn't believe this scene, but they saw it with their own eyes.

After returning to the palace, Taizu was thinking about how to place the girl when he saw her writing down the weather tomorrow on rice paper, when it would rain, how much it would rain, and when it would stop.

On the second day, Taizu's pair were exactly as predicted by the girl.
Chapter completed!