What is it like to be a saint?

Chapter 87
Riding a buffalo and following the children, Xu Ji entered the village.

The small village is not very big, it is estimated that there are only about [-] families.

The houses in the village are basically made of loess and thatch, and they are simply shacks.

The rudimentary level is similar to the foreign slums that Xu Ji has seen on the news.

Of course, in terms of space, these houses are a little better.

At least a dozen families do not need to be crowded together.

But not much better.

Moreover, the smell in the village is not very good.

The droppings of chickens and ducks can be seen everywhere, and there are pigs kept in the yard.

The stagnant water and pig manure are mixed together, and flies are everywhere.

This is no pastoral at all!
Xu Ji lowered his head, he understood, the real pastoral may never exist.

Even if there is, it only belongs to the high-ranking nobles and intellectuals.

But it will never belong to the general public!

Therefore, only Tao Yuanming can write: Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely seeing Nanshan.

Only Tao Yuanming can write "The Story of Peach Blossom Spring".

The people in the village seemed very surprised that outsiders came.

They all went out to check, so they all saw a Taoist man riding on the back of a big and somewhat outrageous buffalo.

This Taoist man, wearing a plain-colored Taoist robe, with sun and moon sleeves on both sleeves, and the shadows of many beasts painted on the seam, and embroidered with the image of Tai Chi and Eight Trigrams on his chest, looking at the bones of immortal style, he must be a man of Tao.

They knelt down on both sides of the road and said, "Congratulations to Shangxian Fajia!"

Seeing this, Xu Ji nodded secretly, thinking in his heart: "It seems that mortals in this mythical world know the existence of immortals!"

In my heart, there is a strong sense of disobedience.

He thought of where the old fairy lived.

Even the air is sweet.

Just picking a peach may be a supreme treasure.

And now... in front of him.

These mortals all looked yellow, skinny, and ragged.

Children, bony, with brown hair and sunken eye sockets.

It seems that it is not just modern.

This mythical world is also normal!

While the rich wine and meat smell, the road with frozen bone!
One side is the immortal god, the other side is the humble mortal.

This made him take a deep breath.

Following the children, they soon came to the center of the village, in front of a rather large wooden house.

The people in the room had heard the sound outside and came out.

But it was an old man dressed in Tsing Yi who looked a little rich.

When the old man saw a Taoist, he rode on the back of a big water buffalo that he knew at a glance, and followed the children into the village.

When even knelt down and kowtowed: "Old Tao San, pay tribute to the immortal!"

"Unknown Shangxian, where is Xianxiang?!"

Before Xu Ji could speak, the children jumped up and down and said, "Village elder! Village elder! This Taoist priest is from Qufu!"

Hearing the words, the old man was very pleasantly surprised, and said again and again, "Has Duke Lu finally remembered us?"

"It's been a hundred years... it's been a hundred years..."

"I haven't come to Qufu for a hundred years!"

The old man asked eagerly: "Dare to ask the fairy, is Duke Lu okay?"

Xu Ji blinked.

Duke Lu?

who's that?

With his limited historical knowledge, he also knew a Duke Ai of Lu.

This is still the blessing of Confucius.

Well, at most I know one more father Qing - this is because of Confucius: Father Qing is not dead, Lu is still in trouble!

Maybe there is another one named Cao.

Cao Hui debated.

I really don't know any other ones.

I was thinking about how to make up a speech.

In the sky, dark clouds suddenly appeared.

Xu Ji frowned in disgust, and the buffalo riding under him irritably spewed out a white mist from his nostrils.

Then I saw a monster with countless folds, carrying dark clouds, with countless fishy winds, hovering above its head.

When the mortals around saw the monster, they exclaimed, "King Luanshan!"

Apparently, he recognized this thing.

The village's old Tao San, even more trembling, shouted at the monster who was carrying a dark cloud and came with a stench: "King Luanshan, isn't it time to pay tribute now?"

The monster circled around the village.

In the end, he focused his attention on Xu Ji.

He opened the mouth of the blood plate and asked, "This Taoist priest, where is Xianxiang?"

Obviously a little apprehensive.

When Xu Ji looked at this monster, he instinctively felt a little disgusted.

But not because it's a monster.

But because...

Intuition tells Xu Ji that this monster is cannibal.

And ate a lot of people!
Village Lao Tao San, seeing Xu Ji not answering, said to the monster, "Your Majesty, this immortal is from Qufu!"

"Qufu?" When the monster heard the name, he finally let go of his vigilance and clamored, "So it's from Qufu!"

"Hey!"

"Since it's from Qufu..." It shouted arrogantly: "Wu that Daoist, why didn't you show respect when you saw me, Your Majesty?"

Obviously, he didn't take the so-called people from Qufu in his eyes at all.

Wrapped in the stench, he shouted at the village's old Tao San, "He Bo has a life, and this year's tribute from your village must be added!"

"There must be three virgin boys and girls who are white and tender, and raised!"

"Delivery before the end of this month!"

Its eyes swept across the shivering children beside Xu Ji: "Don't take these little fleshy, dirty boys to fill them up!"

"Otherwise, this year and next year in your village, don't expect good weather!"

"If He Bo is angry!"

"The flood flooded your fields and washed your houses!"

The villagers shivered as they listened, but they dared not speak out.

He could only look at him eagerly, the one who was riding on the back of the cow, the immortal from Qufu.

The village old Tao San also whispered to the Shangxian riding on the back of the cow: "Shangxian... Shangxian... Please ask for mercy from King Luanshan..."

"Forgiveness, forgiveness..."

But he didn't know that Xu Ji, who was riding on the back of the buffalo at the moment, was burning with anger.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the monster who was still screaming.

"you say……"

"Then Hebo wants boys and girls, right?"

Although the voice was very soft, everyone listened carefully.

The king of Luanshan laughed when he heard this.

"Quack...of course!"

"Shashuihe Bo, blessing thousands of villages along the coast..."

"Follow the clouds and spread the rain, bless the villages with good weather..."

"I ordered each village to present a pair of boys and girls every three years. What's wrong?"

"He Bo worked so hard, he only eats a pair of boys and girls in one village every three years!"

"This is already a great grace!"

"In this Taojia Village, the boys and girls who paid tribute last time were dirty, with only a few pieces of meat. He Bo almost got stuck between his teeth!"

"If it weren't for He Bo's compassion, the flood would have flooded the world of Taojia Village, washed their houses, and told them to feed all the water soldiers under He Bo's command!"

"Now, just asking them to send one more, He Bo is really compassionate!"

Xu Ji listened, and a nameless fire rose in his heart.

But he remembered who he was.

Therefore, he forcibly suppressed his anger.

Just whispered: "That seat is also compassionate and compassionate to the world!"

"Today, I want to eat a Hebo!"

"But I want you to go back and tell that Hebo, tell him to wash up, lie down on the steamer, and don't let this seat do it!"

The monster listened and was taken aback: "You... you... dare to be disrespectful to He Bo!?"

"Do you know the origin of Shashuihebo?"

"If He Bo is angry, your teacher will not be able to protect you!"

Xu Ji was going to be pissed off.

He was too lazy to talk to this monster.

Then he said angrily: "Go away!"

Thunder on the tip of the tongue blooms!

Only a muffled thunder sounded.

Snapped!
A thick lightning bolt spit out from Xu Ji's mouth at that time.

The lightning was as thick as chopsticks.

As soon as it hit the monster, its flesh was instantly torn apart.

click.

It fell from the cloud and fell to the ground, showing its original shape.

But a toad.

It's just that the inside and outside of the lightning have been scorched black, and even the soul has been directly electrified.

Got it!
Xu Ji shook his head secretly, he just wanted to drive the monster away, but he accidentally killed her with too much force!

It seems that the mana of this old fairy is really incalculable!
He must have been very careful!

However, in a fit of rage, he spit out lightning and electrocuted a monster who looked not weak on the spot!

The surrounding people first screamed: "King Luanshan!"

Then they all looked at the Taoist man riding on the back of the bull with fearful eyes.

Village Lao Tao San looked at the dead monster tremblingly: "It's over... it's over..."

"King Luanshan is dead..."

"He Bo is going to be angry!"

(End of this chapter)