Ronin: Start with the cotton

Chapter 113 A hurricane with one sword!

In [-],

October [-]th.

Autumn is getting stronger.

This is destined to be a day that will be recorded in history.

……

Just a hint of fish belly white appeared in the sky,

Old Zhang from the wonton stall yawned, patted his face, parked the snack cart at the old place at the entrance of the street, removed one of the simple benches, tables and chairs piled up on the cart, and then took out a small broom to clean it up Keep it on the ground to ensure that the guests have a good eating environment.

His wife turned on the stove, took out the stove skillfully, saw the soup started to boil, picked up the wontons made earlier in the morning and threw them into the pot one by one.

The woman looked curiously at the location of the church on the street, pouted her lips, and gossiped:

"Master, this foreign monk really caught the zombies? You see, so many people came out to guard before dawn. I heard Granny Li say..."

After Lao Zhang finished his chores, he went back to the stall to take the spoon, greeted the guests who came, and delivered it with a bowl full of wontons.

After returning, he whispered:
"Don't worry about it so much, everyone came out early, and we can still earn some more money. It's almost Chinese New Year, and we can add new clothes for you and your children."

"Humph!"

The woman rolled her eyes,
The corner of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, and he didn't say any more, he lowered his head and continued to add wontons to the pot.

……

After being busy for a while, it's easy to take a break,
Lao Zhang pulled the scarf around his waist and wiped his hands. Only then did he have time, and he greeted the boy from the steamed stuffed bun shop who just arrived next to him:

"Aaron, here we come."

"Hey, Uncle Zhang is here."

The little brother handed the bun to the guest, stuffed the money into his pocket, yelled twice, and stretched his neck to look at the church. Seeing that there were 60 or [-] people around, he said with emotion:

"You said it would be great if each of these people bought me two buns. I can also close the stall and go to see what the zombie looks like."

"What's so good about that thing!"

Old Zhang didn't take it seriously, he wished he could hide as far away as zombies were.

……

But the boy from Baozipu laughed and said, "I just want to see how these priests eliminate zombies."

"Uncle Zhang, I heard two military masters chat in private yesterday, saying that there is a zombie in it who is a woman, and she is more beautiful than the sixth aunt of the county magistrate!"

"Female zombie?"

Old Zhang was stunned for a moment, then said in amazement: "Prettier than the sixth aunt who the county magistrate newly married?"

As soon as I said this, Lao Zhang regained his energy.

"What a good idea?"

……

state!
The woman threw the spoon into the pot, walked over with a straight face, pinched Lao Zhang's arm, and said angrily: "The guests are here! What are you talking about! Bring the wontons over!"

"hiss!"

Lao Zhang grinned and rubbed his arms, not daring to speak any more, and hurried back to the stall.

The woman stared at the bun shop boy with her hips on her hips, and scolded: "Little Aaron, if you dare to tell your Uncle Zhang such nonsense again, I won't beat you!"

"Zombies are more fierce than ghosts. How dare you say that they are good-looking? I see you, you are obsessed with ghosts!"

"I heard! Hehe, I heard that too!"

The boy from Baozipu explained a few words with a smile, but his eyes couldn't help but look towards the church crowd in the distance.

Those two military lords said it swearingly, it doesn't look like they are joking.

……

Lao Zhang didn't dare to speak any more, he started to work on the wonton stand honestly, and ran around.

The night quickly dissipated, and the sky gradually brightened,
The crowd in front of the church is growing.

Some members of the congregation in black have already come out, who are busy with something on the stage.

Lao Zhang served a bowl of wontons to the guests, cleaned up the soup bowls left by the guests at the previous table, glanced at the church again, took a rag and wiped the tabletop a few times, and was about to get up and stretch , Suddenly felt a gust of wind coming out.

"Huh? Is it windy?"

"Comfortable……"

Lao Zhang closed his eyes in enjoyment and let out a long sigh of relief.

But soon, Lao Zhang felt something was wrong.

Why does the wind keep blowing?
Being hit by sand grains on the face, Lao Zhang opened his eyes, looked at the dust rising from the street, and looked at the wonton stand habitually.

Immediately afterwards, Lao Zhang's face changed, and he quickly got up and ran to the stall, and covered the pot.

"What are you doing in a daze, didn't you see the dirt?"

"When... the head of the house..."

The woman stuttered a bit, clutching Lao Zhang's arm tightly, raised her head, pointed to the mid-empty place above the church, and said in a trembling voice:

"Look, do you see someone there that day?"

"How could there be in the sky..."

"people!!!"

Lao Zhang pointed in the direction of the woman, his eyes suddenly became dull, his legs softened, and he knelt on the ground.

The woman was led by Lao Zhang's inertia and also knelt to the ground.

"God... Immortal?"

……

This scene was not only witnessed by Lao Zhang and his wife, but also by the brother of the bun shop.

Immediately afterwards, more and more people also saw it.

The black crowd in front of the foundation of the church seemed to have been hit by a bomb, and they became noisy in an instant!
"Look! There are people in the sky!"

"Fairy! It's a fairy!"

"Wow! The gods have descended to earth!"

"Fairy! May my mother recover from her illness as soon as possible!"

"God! Bless me to make a lot of money! Be a landlord!"

"God! Bless my daughter-in-law to give birth to a son!"

"God! Bless my man to last longer each time..."

Someone took the lead and knelt down to pray for blessings. Seeing this, the rest immediately knelt down, kowtowed, put their hands together, and quickly said their wishes in their hearts. The fanaticism seemed to be afraid of saying too late. It's as if one's own wishes are not on the list.

……

Qiao Shan stood in mid-air out of nothing, watching the crowd below, and hearing those faint wishes, he was very embarrassed.

Most people in this era have not experienced enlightenment,
The general public is still very superstitious.

The way I appeared on the stage actually made these ordinary people regard myself as a god!

But even if he is a god, these wishes... are too straightforward, right?
It's not that I'm sending a child Guanyin, hey!

And that big lady!When does your man live longer?

I really don't understand!
Standing in the position of a god for the first time, Qiao Shan suddenly understood why most people's wishes didn't work.

If I am a god, I don't want to hear these ghost things!
……

"Time is running out, let's get down to business first!"

Qiao Shan decided to cut off these messy wishes and do what should be done first.

Whoosh!
Taking out the mahogany sword that he got from Taoist Jiuxuan, Qiao Shan swung his clothes with one hand!
I saw that the wind in the town was a little bit stronger in an instant!

Clearing his throat, Qiao Shan used his innate skills, and looked at the people below who raised their sleeves to cover their eyes and prevent the sand,
Looking at the priest and bishop who ran out in a panic in the Catholic courtyard, he said in a deep voice:
"Savage cultivator! He actually snatched my junior brother's elixir!"

"Get out and fight!"

(End of this chapter)