Wang Yue was still a little confused.

Today is the second day after Su Nanqiu left. He and his housekeeper Lao Zhou sat at the gate of the city outside Minfang.

There were not many people near the door, and there were only four or five yamen runners waiting for information.

They were also familiar with Wang Yue. A yamen runner Liu Ting came over and handed Wang Yue a watermelon, "Young Master Wang is really a sworn brother. Look at you who have come here early this morning. The brotherly love is deep."

"Of course, it's because of my deep brotherhood. I was also very excited at the time. I felt that I could help Uncle Fang solve a big problem, so I was the brother who went on. But now it was obvious that something happened and I don't have much ability to go on to save people. I really regret it." Wang Yue touched his bald head and took a bite of the watermelon.

"Young Master, don't worry, Mr. Su is lucky and has a great life, and he is reincarnated by the Daluo Golden Immortal. There must be no problem." Lao Zhou persuaded.

Wang Yue sighed, "I don't know, my brother may be suffering from the bottom, but I was eating watermelons on it and blew the cool breeze. Oh, I felt so painful when I thought of this, and I couldn't eat it anymore."

As he said that, Wang Yue threw the finished watermelon into the abyss.

In abruptly, a huge thunder directly hit the sky and penetrated into the abyss!

The three people were shocked.

The first person to come to his senses was Wang Yue. He swallowed and said, looking at Liu Touer, "This is..."

Liu Touer's Adam's apple also shook up and down. He looked at Wang Yue in a daze, "Young Master Wang, is it your watermelon skin that makes the sky angry?"

"You fart." Lao Zhou protected his young master, "It was obvious that the watermelon you just brought with him had something evil on it. I was thrown away by my young master. You were going to frame it."

"Old Zhou, you are not authentic." Liu Touer gave his eyebrows.

"I think what Lao Zhou said makes sense." Wang Yue said.

"Okay OK, I'm kidding." Liu Touer grinned.

The three of them looked at the pit again at this time, and they were still pitch black and there was nothing.

However, I heard a scream beside me.

"Boss! Look at the sky!"

At the same time, looking up, the color in the sky changed everyone!

The wind and clouds change in color, and the clouds are densely covered, like wind and rain, thunder and lightning.

The thunder clouds above curled up into a ball, floating in the sky. Under the lightning and thunder, the entire Sifang City was like late at night in broad daylight. They could only rely on the thunder clouds in the sky to see the situation below. The thunder clouds quickly gathered the surrounding clouds to the center, and a huge force began to rise sharply.

"It seems that the one who ended up with you was not King Qing." Standing by the window and staring at the thunder in the sky, the master sighed and said to Fang Muye behind him.

Of course Fang Muye saw all this, and all he could do at this moment was a bitter smile, "I've been begging the Eighth Prince."

"He doesn't care." The master asked.

Fang Muye nodded, ignited the incense on the table, calmly grew three mouthfuls, and then said, "Later I went to find the queen."

The master was stunned. He looked at Fang Muye in confusion, "Why do you dare?"

"This is a city of people, 80,000 people! There are 80,000 people in Sifang City!" Fang Muye said, "Even if I die, I can't let 80,000 people be buried with me."

"What's the result?" asked the master.

"Thirty boards, throw them out of Kyoto City." Fang Muye said helplessly.

The master looked at Fang Muye, then looked at the sky, and then said, "There is still one person in the city. If he has no choice, there may be no way."

Fang Muye looked at the master, "The queen wants everyone in this city to die. Who else can have a way out in the world?"

"Go and try it, isn't it better than waiting to die?" said the master.

The two left the mansion together. As soon as they reached the gate, they saw an old Taoist sitting at the gate of the mansion, with long hair and long beards, and a single eyebrow and beard, which looked like a fur.

It is exactly what Wang Yue called Taoist Master Mao.

"Master." The master looked at Master Mao respectfully, "You are here."

"Master," Fang Muye said very politely, "Sifangcheng... is already at the end of his journey."

Taoist Mao pointed to the sky, "I can see it."

"Master, you are also a person in the city of Sifangcheng. Is there any good way to survive this disaster?" Fang Muye asked.

Dao Cheng, Mao, pressed his three fingers on his thumb, and then he stopped on his middle finger. He slowly breathed, and said, "The Heavenly Dao Tribulation, Dao Tribulation, is not the Heavenly Tribulation, but there is a Heavenly Tribulation. The Heavenly Tribulation is a good thing, the Heavenly Tribulation is a bad thing, the good thing is a bad thing, the bad thing is a good thing, the old city lord, I may not be able to help you in this matter, but..."

The two looked at Taoist Mao, and they didn't dare to show off their anger.

"Well..." Mao Laodao calculated again and said, "You can't get through your disaster. Now that things have come, you have to pay the price for your cause and effect. Even if it is an unintentional mistake or a deliberate act, this is a definite and cannot be overcome."

"What about the people in this city!" Fang Muye seemed to have understood that the situation was hopeless.

"The people have their own blessings. You are already unable to protect yourself, but how can you care about the people?" Mao Laodao smiled, "Man-made, demon chaos, heavenly movement, and immortal tribulation. These four major events happen at the same time. Who can calculate it in the three realms? Besides, there is another bigger thing about to happen. No one knows what kind of result will occur, and no one knows... no one knows."

Lao Dao Mao stood up, as if he was about to leave.

Fang Muye took a step and grabbed Mao Laodao, "Master, I want to test the words."

"Write it." Mao Laodao turned around and stretched out his left hand.

Fang Muye stared at Mao Laodao in a daze. The two of them looked different. After a while, he stretched out his finger and wrote a word in the other party's palm.

chaos.

Lao Dao Mao closed his left hand directly and looked at Fang Muye with a firm look, "You want to see the sky."

"I want to see the Great Zhou." Fang Muye said firmly.

"What does Da Zhou have to do with you?" asked Old Dao Mao.

"The rise and fall of a country is related to my heart, and I am also a citizen of the Great Zhou." Fang Muye said.

Mao Laodao said, "Go and find King Qing and tell him these words. Maybe you can survive in the desperate situation."

"Thank you, Master!" Fang Muye bowed to Old Taoist Mao, but when he looked up, the Old Taoist was no longer in place.

...

"Yo!" A heavy slap grabbed Wang Yue's head.

Wang Yue was already scared by this vision in the sky. He was even more scared when he was so shocked. He turned around and saw that it was Lao Dao Mao, hugged him, pretending to cry, "Maomao."

"Go and go." Old Dao Mao pushed Wang Yue away and said angrily, "No big or small."

"Big Maomao." Wang Yue had a sad face.

Old Dao Mao looked disdainful, "What are you doing here?"

"I tell you, don't tell others!" Wang Yue said with a vigilant look on his face.

"Don't worry." Mao Laodao said.

"I just threw a watermelon skin into that abyss. This is what happened this day. Do you think if something big happens, will the prince and Uncle Fang blame me?" Wang Yue said blankly.

"It's nothing." Mao Laodao said, "You are attracting heavenly thunder. After nine heavens, nine heavenly thunders will come down to kill you."

"Ah!" Wang Yue jumped up in fear.

"Don't be afraid or not." Mao Laodao said as he touched Wang Yue's spine, "It went over in an instant, it didn't hurt."

"I just threw a watermelon skin, and the sky thunder was about to strike me!" Wang Yue said in shock.

"Hahahahaha!" Mao Laodao was so happy that he leaned back and forth, "Why, you kid are also afraid?"

"I'm afraid, but I don't want to be afraid. I just feel that the gods in this heaven have a bad temper. He is not afraid that the young master will turn into a ghost and ask him for his life after he dies." Wang Yue said.

"I'll ask you, do you want to let lightning strike?" Mao Laodao asked.

"Nonsense, do you want to try?" Wang Yue said.

"No big or small!" Mao Laodao said angrily.

“Maomao…”

"roll!"

"You said you!" Wang Yue said.

"There will be a natural disaster in this Sifang City, but there is one person who can save this scene. You can only invite this person. Are you willing to go?" asked Lao Dao Mao.

Wang Yue frowned. If someone else said this, he would definitely not believe it, but when he said it from the old Taoist Mao in front of him, he hesitated a little, "All the people in the city are in trouble?"

"There is a great disaster that will surely die." Taoist Mao said.

"What do I need to do?" Wang Yue asked.

Principal Mao paused and said, "Would you like to take out all the money in the entire family and help the people?"

Wang Yue was stunned.
Chapter completed!