Becoming a fox fairy from Liaozhai

Chapter 315

The sun is like fire.

Farmers with dark skin and vicissitudes of life gathered in front of the Wujiang Water Temple.

The scorching sun on the human body creates a burning sensation on the exposed skin.

Huang Chen danced under his feet, and the farmer knelt down in front of the Water God Temple, shouting: "Dragon King is merciful! Master Water God is merciful!"

Miao Zhu, who was guarding the Wujiang Water Temple, rushed out of the temple and shouted loudly: "What are you doing? You don't pay incense taxes, don't pay offerings, and don't burn incense. Do you want to rebel?"

"You are blaspheming the gods! You will be condemned by the gods!"

Miao Zhu and a few helpers pushed and reprimanded them, not allowing these farmers to approach the water temple.

"Get out of the way!"

An old voice came from the crowd: "I want to accept offerings."

Hearing the sound, the farmer moved out of the way, revealing an old man wearing patched clothes and leaning on a cane.He was holding a broken bowl with a steamed bun in it. He walked up to Miao Zhu, raised the steamed bun in his hand, and said, "The old man has one last ration at home, so I dedicated it to the water god master!"

Countless quiet and vague eyes looked at the old man with thunder, and all the farmers were silent, looking at the raised hand.

It's a pity that Miao Zhu didn't have such a keen mind. Instead, the little apprentice behind him was shocked by these gazes and took a step back.

Miao Zhu looked back at his little apprentice, and then at the hunched mud legs, whose clothes were soaked in sweat under the scorching sun, and an offended anger arose in his heart.

He swept towards the old man's hand, knocked the cracked pottery bowl to the ground, broke into two pieces, and the steamed buns in the bowl rolled to the ground, covered with dust.

"A rotten steamed bun is also offered as an offering, the water god master must have peeled your skin!"

The old man squatted down tremblingly, carefully picked up the steamed bun, and said with his lips pursed, "This is not a rotten steamed bun."

Miao Zhu stepped on his chest and said, "Get out! Trespassing on the water temple, I will report your crime to the officials!"

"Kill this dog thief!"

I don't know which young man roared first, and the crowd began to surge, rushing into the water temple like a flowing flame.

Miao Zhu couldn't stop these people, they were pushed to the ground, countless feet stepped on their bodies, and their heads were crushed into the dust.

The people who poured into the temple looked at the majestic and magnificent statues and decorations, carefully placed the dusty steamed buns on the altar table, blown off the dust on the steamed buns, and prayed sincerely: "Please forgive me, Lord Water God!"

"Please forgive me, Master Water God!"

Sweat dripped down his cheeks to the ground, splashing fine dust.

The scorching sun burned on my body, making my mouth dry and dizzy.

In the water temple, there are only Miao Zhu's helpless screams and eroded hearts.

I don't know how long I waited, the old man who brought the steamed buns fell to the ground, and several people in the same company hurriedly helped him up, but he just stood up, and the scorching sun made people confused.

"Master Water God! You accepted the offering, how could you ignore it!"

I don't know whether it was crying or questioning, but the rumors that spread widely ignited the anger again.

"The god of thieves is making trouble!"

"Smash his idol!"

"God of Thieves!"

I don't know who made the first move, but in just a moment, the entire water temple was turned into ruins in the anger.

Miao Zhu, who was helped aside by the little apprentice, cried out in pain: "Don't smash it!"

"Don't smash it!"

It's just that this cry of pain was drowned in the broken sound, and it seemed too insignificant.

There was a loud bang!A torrent and a huge wave set off in the Wujiang Water Mansion, wantonly sweeping through the Water Mansion.

The water god of Wujiang manifested himself as a dragon. It was a green jellyfish with two horns on its first head. It kept rolling in the treasure hall, stirring up huge waves.

General Yinhuan, General Nian, General Gui and Gong Mengbi barely resisted the torrent, but they couldn't get close.

It wasn't until the water mansion was almost turned upside down that the Wujiang water god fell from the treasure hall, turned into a human form, and fell to the ground.

Several trusted generals stepped forward to help him up, and asked worriedly, "What's wrong, my lord?"

The water god of Wujiang had dark eyes and said, "Someone broke my temple!"

Gong Mengbi was terrified, and said: "How could this be? The lord is in charge of the Wujiang River, reconciling wind and rain, and is a god of virtue. How could the temple be destroyed?"

The Wujiang Water God gritted his teeth and said, "Let me check! I want to know who it is who dared to destroy my temple! Let me add resentment!"

The water god of Wujiang River is not completely enshrined as a god, which is different from the City God.He was originally a dragon species who practiced, and breaking the temple only damaged his divine power, and could not shake his fundamentals.

Even so, with the addition of resentment and the broken incense, it was enough for him to drink a pot.

He originally wanted to practice with the help of incense and haze to achieve the fourth grade, but now, it would be good to be able to stabilize the current practice and not regress.

The water god of Wujiang was furious, and several generals went ashore to investigate the destruction of the temple.

Gong Mengbi laughed and went straight to the Jinhua City Hall.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, the teacup was smashed to the ground by Zhang Taishou, and the white pieces of fine porcelain splashed out, and the tea on the ground gave off a faint tea fragrance.

The broken pieces of porcelain landed at the feet of the old housekeeper. The old housekeeper paused, looked at Zhang Taishou, and said softly: "Master calm down, someone is here at the yamen."

"not see!"

The old housekeeper persuaded: "Master, business is important!"

Zhang Taishou glanced at him, snorted coldly, and walked away.

The old butler looked at his back and sighed.

Zhang Taishou arrived at the front hall, and heard someone report, saying: "My lord, the Wujiang Water Temple was smashed by unscrupulous people, and my subordinates have already arrested a group of them. I don't know how to deal with it?"

"Huh?" Zhang Taishou was stunned for a moment, then laughed, and said, "Well done! Well done!"

"My lord, these unscrupulous people broke the sacrifice, why..." The yamen servant was puzzled, but seeing the cold eyes of Zhang Taishou, he didn't dare to say any more.

Zhang Taishou said: "Wujiang Water God ignores people's grievances, neglects his duties and abuses power, and refuses to rain. It is against the way of the gods. He deserves to be smashed into the temple."

The yamen servant lowered his head and replied, "Yes, those unruly people?"

Zhang Taishou twirled the wrench in his hand, said: "Nowadays the severe drought continues, it is inevitable that people's hearts will fluctuate, but it is a little too radical, how can you say it is a troublemaker."

"Let it all go."

"Yes!" The yamen servant took the order to leave, but was stopped by Zhang Taishou before he left.

"Slow down." Zhang Taishou paced and said, "You explain to them clearly that the water gods do evil, so we don't pursue their crimes."

The yamen servant was ordered to leave. Zhang Taishou remembered the humiliation of being dragged into the water by the water demon that night, and his face kept twitching: "Wujiang water god, if you dare to insult me, don't blame me for taking your god's skin!"

Gong Mengbi listened to Zhang Taishou's happy laughter outside the door, and also smiled: "Laugh, laugh, you still have a few more days to be ridiculous."

He followed the yamen servant to the big prison.

Watching the yamen servants release these offenders without charge, watching them intentionally or unintentionally say: "The drought continues, the Wujiang water god has abused his duties and abused his power, and he is in vain as a water god. The prefect is merciful and unwilling to pursue this matter. You should be grateful in your hearts. "

Seeing these people leave, Gong Mengbi lowered his eyes.

When the first Wujiang water temple was destroyed, can the remaining water temples be preserved?
(End of this chapter)