Eat the incense of the world, I am actually the underworld

In the land of Bamin, mountains and seas are narrow, the soil is barren and the people are poor, rain is given and there is little trouble, famine persists, and occasionally apologetic years await, waiting for food.

……

This is a bad year.

Years are bad.

The mountains are barren, and the dragon king does not give them any gifts. Every family has poor harvests and every household is famine.

However, the court tax was not reduced.

Two taxes a year, summer tax, that is, summer rent, is better, although the land is poor, but you can always find something to eat, just grit your teeth and pass it.

When it comes to the autumn tax, it will be difficult.

It is easy to hand over the food, but how can we survive this winter?
If you have a little family background, you can still grit your teeth and tighten your belt;

Those who have no family background have already considered selling their children.

Who would have thought that at the time of apologizing, the old Chen's family in the village would start stir-frying dishes early in the morning.

The aroma of eggs spread throughout the village.

People in the village were curious. They went to the door and turned around. Some people couldn't bear their temper and went in to inquire, oh, to worship the ancestors.

Come back and pinch your fingers, no!
This is not a festival, and the other is not a birthday, so what ancestors are worshipped?

Could it be that she sold the girl for a high price and came back to make up for her son?

But if you take a closer look, the girl is clearly busy in the courtyard.

Now the village is getting more and more confused.

The east family simply borrowed a dustpan, and the west family borrowed a hoe, and they didn't leave after borrowing things, just chatting with each other in front of the door.

The old Mrs. Chen opened her mouth, but she couldn't match the whole village's gossip, and accidentally slipped her mouth.

Good guy, this slip of the tongue is like a mountain falling into the sea, causing an uproar in this peaceful village and town!
Under the setting sun, thousands of people gathered in Chen's residence.

"Old Chen, I know, your family has more food... No? No, let me see?"

"No, the amount of food hasn't increased, so it's fine if you show me it. The folks in the village watch it, and I won't steal it?"

"Brother Chen, it's not easy for everyone in this famine year. It's going to be December soon. If you don't pay taxes, you'll be in jail! If there's any way to survive, tell us about it too?"

"Old Chen, do you still remember that winter, my mother gave you a steamed bun? I don't want that steamed bun, I just want... They are all from the village, and we will fight together when there is a disaster, and go together when there is a difficulty. I can't tell you the way Ah? Could it be that you did... a bandit?"

Everyone, take a look and say a word, even if he, Old Chen, turns into a Bodhisattva in the sea, he can't hide it.

When a bowl of autumn grain was scooped out, the villagers in the courtyard took turns to check it, and the whole village changed color for a while.

"Oh, why is this rice so round?"

"No, I've never seen such good rice when I grow up."

"No, my land is next to yours. I still don't know what your rice is like? It can't be autumn grain."

"Old Chen, did you secretly buy food?"

Seeing the plump rice, the villagers were taken aback, and they couldn't believe it.

It was speculated that it was bought.

But if it is bought, where can such good rice grow?
Where did the old Chen family get their money from?
What's more, the village is closed, not to mention big bags of grain entering the village, but flies entering the village. The intelligence center at the head of the village can spot males and females. How can we hide it from people?
In order to clear up the rumors of being a bandit, the Chen family can only bluntly say that it is the ancestor's manifestation.

This big guy is naturally dubious.

The girl was so anxious that she helped to defend herself.

Villagers don't believe what adults say;
As soon as the child opened his mouth, everyone immediately looked at each other in blank dismay, muttering to themselves.

……

……

"Master Dao, you are here."

In the sacrificial furnace, the monk Dengcao, who was sitting cross-legged and meditating while guarding the eagle hitting the fruit on the cliff, suddenly heard the sound of footsteps, looked up, was startled, and quickly got up and kowtowed.

"The old woman has seen the fairy elder!"

The willow spirit standing beside him——Liu Huaichun, also transformed into a tree spirit, blessing and saluting.

"Ok!"

Mo Chuan first nodded at Liu Huaichun, and then said to Monk Deng Cao: "Get up, why don't you see Ya Saner?"

Monk Deng Cao got up quickly, and said with a pleasant smile: "Returning to Master Dao, Ya San'er is still looking for opportunities in this fairy palace!"

Mo Chuan shook his head dumbly: "It is persevering."

Monk Deng Cao couldn't figure out whether this was a compliment or a derogation, and he didn't dare to speak rashly, so he could only smile shyly.

"Fellow Daoist, have you lived comfortably recently?"

After Mo Chuan said something, he looked at Liu Huaichun.

"The fairy elder's words are pissing off the old woman. The world is difficult and the road is dangerous. There is nothing like the pure land of the immortal elder. How can there be any reason for being uncomfortable?" Liu Huaichun said hastily.

"It's good to get used to it." Mo Chuan nodded, and asked again: "Monk of Dayuan Temple, have you been to Wabeizhuang recently?"

"I went, but I took a look, asked for a vegetarian meal, preached a few words of Buddhism, and then left."

"I know how to proceed step by step."

Mo Chuan nodded, then raised his hand, the gray sky suddenly lit up, and streaks of spiritual light fell like meteorites.

This scene made Liu Huaichun jump in horror.

If it hadn't been rooted in the ground, it wouldn't be able to run away, and I'm afraid it would have escaped.

On the contrary, Monk Dengcao was rather bold, staring straight at the meteor shower without dodging or avoiding it.

When the meteor shower fell in front of their eyes, the two demons realized that the meteors were actually porcelain bottles, and there were notes on each porcelain bottle.

——This is obviously the medicinal seeds that Mo Chuan asked Fengming Cave God to collect by others.

"Monk Dengcao."

"The little monk is here."

"The palace is cold, and it's a pity to abandon the land. These are all kinds of medicinal seeds. Can you be sure to cultivate them into useful ones?" Mo Chuan asked.

Monk Deng Cao's eyes suddenly popped out, and he begged for mercy:
"Master Dao, my little monk's knowledge is shallow, so it's okay to cultivate three or five plants, but if we can cultivate so many, even if I have the heart, I'm not able to do it. I'm afraid it will ruin the Daoist's event."

"Oh, you do know that this is a big deal for the Taoist master, why don't you solve the poor Taoist's worries and problems?" Mo Chuan looked serious.

"Master Dao is an exiled immortal in the sky and an immortal on land. If you can make Master Dao worry about something, how can I help you out of your worries?" Monk Dengcao knelt on the ground with a plop, and argued.

"That's right—" Mo Chuan dragged out his voice.

Monk Deng Cao's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he couldn't utter a single word.

"Okay! Get up. You are in control of these grasses and trees, and the medicinal materials have been cultivated by Pindao. If there is a shortage in time, Pindao will use your grasses and trees to make up for it."

After finishing speaking, Mo Chuan waved his hand, and a pillar of green air descended from the sky, landing directly on Monk Dengcao.

The air of vegetation in it is endlessly tumbling and endless!

Not to mention the Dengcao monk, even Liu Huaichun was dumbfounded when he saw this scene.

"Young monk, I would like to obey the decree of the Taoist master."

When Monk Deng Cao saw this scene, he was stunned, and hurriedly knelt down and agreed, his heart was filled with ecstasy.

It knew that the bull-nosed man turned out to be the man who killed him, and the shot was quite generous.

Such a large amount of grass and trees has passed through its hands, not to mention being greedy for ink, even if you grab it casually, your hands will be full of oil!
Liu Huaichun looked at the Dengcao monk kneeling on the ground with envy.

To be honest, Monk Deng Cao's flattering attitude is quite shameless.

But now she can't wait, it's her to kneel there.

Even if the servants of the fairy family are watchdogs, they are also opportunities that many evil spirits can't wait for.

"Immortal Elder, the old woman has lived in the village for a long time, and she is a grass and tree that has become a spirit, and she knows a little bit about how to cultivate it. Now I am grateful to the Immortal Elder for taking me in. However, the grass and trees have become spirits and cannot move. Even sweeping the palace is powerless. Now Since the head of the fairy wants to cultivate herbs, the old woman is willing to cultivate and take care of the head of the fairy to show her heart."

As soon as Liu Huaichun gritted his teeth, he started begging politely.

The Kneeling Monk Dengcao's face suddenly changed when he heard the words, and when he turned his head slightly, a stern look flashed across Liu Huaichun's eyes.