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Chapter 84 The Little White Dragon Mission Completed

A scholar came to ask for fate, which must have priority over "foolish men and women". I saw the novice holding a banner, the Taoist boy knocking on the wooden fish, and the little Confucian scholar holding a whisk, all surrounded him.

They all gathered around the cart to get a clue, and when they got close to their noses to sniff, they immediately became intoxicated.

It's really the aroma of this scholar... that's really tangy!
The Taoist boy who knocked on the wooden fish swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then gave the bald-headed novice a look. The little novice also smiled, inattentively, laughing too much, and his mouth was cracked to the base of his ears. I am afraid that all the fangs in my mouth will be exposed.

Seven or eight hundred believers meditating on the futons chanted the "Bai Daxian Mantra for Rescuing the Suffering and Difficult", surrounded by one or two thousand incense candles, and all the poor people knelt and kowtowed. It is really compassion inside and out, full of piety.

"Erlang, Erlang, my hard-fated virtuous brother, if you go to Fucheng and the countryside for an exam, how can you suffer so much? If you have something wrong, how should I explain to my old parents..."

Holding on to the cart, Mr. Bai cried like a tearful man, and Wang Jiexing's mouth was wide open when he saw it, so he didn't know that the tears of the Dragon Clan were so worthless.

But when Mr. Bai was holding the scooter, he slapped Gouzi across the head.

"Aw, ow, ow, ow..."

There was a bit of screaming, and the miserable barking of the puppy made people feel that the brothers in this family really have deep feelings. Many rural folks wiped their tears and said: "They are all good brothers, don't go too far." Impatient. When we get here, Daxian Bai is watching, everything is safe, everything is safe."

Bai Chen only cared about crying and wailing, ignoring these deluded and foolish villagers, thinking to himself: No wonder all dynasties have been cutting down mountains and destroying temples. , A good farmer has become a fool with dementia.

He thought that if he met the same person in Dachao Prefecture in the future, he would directly tear down the temple gate and use it as firewood.

"This benefactor."

"Erlang, you are the number one student in ten miles and eight villages. Brother, I still hope that you will be admitted to 'Jie Shou'..."

"Uh, this Shi..."

"Erlang, if you don't take the exam this time, you have to wait another three years. My brother and I have three thatched cottages and ten acres of land. How can we wait for another three years—"

"Well, benefactor."

"Erro..."

"donor!!!"

The short and fat Miao Zhu had a beard and stared. If he hadn't waited to eat a bite of scholar meat, he wouldn't have wasted his saliva. This kind of bitterness who doesn't have a lot of money in his family, is it worth taking a closer look?It is only worthy of being killed to make bacon, and prepared as food for the coming year.

"What's the matter?"

Sniffing his nose, Bai Chen looked overly sad, twitched his shoulders, and even blew his nose, and shook his hand, so disgusting that Fat Miao Zhu jumped to avoid it, his whole body trembling with fat.

Fat Temple Zhu cursed in his heart: Damn poor man, dirty and smelly, when the time comes, I will dry you alive and make bacon!
"Don't panic, benefactor. As long as you are sincere and sincere, the Great Immortal Bai will manifest himself. When the time comes, those who are sick will be cured, those who are not sick will become smart, and those who are stupid will become smart... What do you have to worry about?"

"Should... Seriously?!"

Bai Chen hastily turned around and hugged Fat Miaozhu's leg, "Please ask the gods to show their spirits, and ask the gods to show grace—"

"Don't panic, don't panic..."

Seeing that Bai Chen was dirty and smelly, several of them subconsciously took two steps back. Afraid of startling the "good men and women" around him, Fat Zhu had to endure it.

Squeezed out an ugly smile: "Benefactor, please send people to the altar. As long as you are sincere, Immortal Bai will naturally appear. All the folks who come here know about it. Just ask anyone, and you will know me." What I said was true..."

"Yeah, yeah, brother, don't worry, my wife was almost dying. A bowl of talisman water bestowed by the Great Immortal Bai was cured at that time. Now I have a helper, cleaning and cleaning in the temple, taking care of eating and drinking." live."

Following the eyes of the helpers, there are indeed many cleaning women under the clean altar of the Baixian Temple, either weeding, sweeping, or watering, they are really busy.

It's just that the little white dragon has its own dragon eyes, when he looked closely, his heart was awe-inspiring, and he saw that those women had a snail sucking on the back of their heads.

He is a real dragon in Dachao Prefecture, and the tricks in the world are only for fun, but he knows a lot about the roots and feet of monsters, not to mention being familiar with them.

The snails on the backs of those women's heads, what else could they be if they weren't Huaishui's "Gu Xin snails"?
At this moment, Bai Chen also knew that the Great Immortal Bai here was indeed under the Third Prince Wu.

"I also ask the gods to be kind, to be kind—"

Bai Chen yelled, with snot and tears rubbing his nose and tears, driving Fat Miao Zhu crazy, wishing he could raise his hand and slap this dirty and poor bastard to death.

"Don't worry, benefactor, don't worry, come, why don't you quickly move the seriously ill to the altar?"

"My brother is weak, and his bones can't stand any more torture. Please forgive me and just pull this car in."

"Forget it, Daxian Bai is merciful and saves people first..."

After singing a promise, it was actually the music of the temple, such as drums, gongs, stars, clangs, and flutes.

Dozens of wooden fishes beeping, dozens of cymbals clacking, making me dizzy and dizzy, I just want to sleep for a while.

Bai Chen knew it was weird, but it didn't matter, anyway, as long as Wei Hao was pulled in, his mission would be completed.

So I cried for the last part of the journey, and kept thanking Bai Daxian for his kindness, and all the "good men and women" who burned incense and asked the immortals praised him again and again.

The cart was dragged into the temple gate and bypassed the main hall. There was indeed a clean altar inside, and there were several non-Taoist, non-confucian, non-confucian things standing there, chanting scriptures that were nasty even to birds and toads. It's really a vicious mess.

"Benefactor, please move outside the main hall and sincerely bow down..."

"The little brother is weak, the little one wants to..."

"If you want to be sincere, Great Immortal Bai will manifest himself."

"That's all, that's all... that's all!"

Bai Chen wiped away his tears again, and stepped forward to support the carriageway, "Brother, I must kneel three times and kowtow nine times to be sincere. I only hope that the Great Immortal Bai will appear and save my life. My brother, listen to my brother's advice and stay alive." Come here, don't go whoring in the hook bar anymore..."

After all, he picked up the dog by the back of the neck, wiped his tears and rushed out.

When Bai Chen finally left, all the congratulators were overjoyed: "This smells so fragrant, it must be a top-notch scholar! Hurry up and invite the master to come and enjoy it. While you are still breathing, it is considered fresh!"

Several Miaozhu, Daotong, and little novice monks threw the things in their hands at that time, and each rushed to the back of the statue. The first one to report the letter might be rewarded with a leg and a hand.

(End of this chapter)