Liaozhai: A Poor Monk Transcends to Immortal

Chapter 15 Jingshui River Demon
Although the words spoken by the young monk were very relaxed, the meaning behind them was not simple.

Today's scientific examinations seem to have a strong purpose, that is: high school (top scholar).

But what is the purpose of reading?
Ming Li, wise, clear nature.

And how to study?

It seems that everyone has their own solution to this problem, but there is no doubt that hobbies will be a shortcut.

The remarks made by Master Sun have been completely abandoned.

There are very few scholars who really understand. So, what can you do even if you are the number one scholar in high school?

It's just a matter of studying and studying.

This is what he has been thinking about.

Now, this little monk's words spoke to his heart, and it was no exaggeration to say that he became a confidant.

I didn't expect that the truth that many students have never understood could be seen so clearly by a monk. It's really ridiculous.

The old man couldn't help but shake his head and laugh to himself.

As everyone knows, in his previous life, this kind of nonsense could only be treated as chicken soup.

"Little master, are you willing to return to secular life?"

"If the young master is willing to return to secular life, I will definitely recommend the young master to become an official in the court."

Official?

Haha, even the First Emperor wanted to live forever, but you actually asked me to work hard as an official?

If you are Xiaoyaoxian, you won't change it even for an emperor.

Xu Zisu shook his head gently.

Seeing Xu Zisu shaking his head, a flash of regret flashed in the old man's eyes.

Such a talented person is willing to become a monk. It is really a mistake for me as a great Jin Dynasty.

"Miss, please slow down, be careful of falling into the water."

"Xiao He, hurry up, the waves here are so big."

After a while, two smart little girls ran over, looking like they were no more than twelve or thirteen years old.

"Daddy."

"Qinqin, don't run around."

The old man gave the little girl a loving look.

Then the old man seemed to remember something and looked at Xu Zisu: "It's me Meng Lang. I don't know the name of the young master?"

"The little monk's name is Pudu."

"Educate all sentient beings? It really coincides with the Buddhist teachings."

"I, Zhang Dunqian, this is my daughter, Zhang Xiaoqin,"

"Qinqin hurry up and meet little master Pudu."

The little girl showed no timidity at all, looking at Xu Zisu with big watery eyes: "Brother Monk is so handsome."

Xu Zisu smiled slightly. To be honest, he did have some good looks in this life. With red lips and white teeth, and a monk's robe, he looked like a monk.

"The female benefactor really has vision."

"Brother monk is shameless."

Everyone smiled on the spot.

After chatting for a while, the old man said goodbye to him and left. Judging from the direction he left, it should be the direction of Jingshui City.

Luck: blue with green in it,
This means that the old man himself is an important member of the party, and he will be promoted to a higher position in the near future.

From magistrate to imperial court?
Then he shook his head and threw these irrelevant thoughts behind him. Even the emperor had nothing to do with him. After all, he was not going to be an official.

Then a golden light appeared in his eyes again, looking towards the Jingshui River.

A mass of black energy was hidden in the rushing water vapor.

However, his cultivation is still weak and he cannot clearly see what the things in the water are.

But, it is definitely a demon!

Therefore, there really is a demon in the Jingshui River.

Xu Zisu's face gradually darkened,

How brave you are to dare to feed on the boys and girls of our human race.He glanced at Jingshui coldly, then turned and left.

After Xu Zisu left, a pair of eyes as big as pearls appeared in the river, shining with dim light, looking at Xu Zisu's leaving back.

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There is a demon in Jingshui, which he expected.

But what is it about this demon that makes the people of Jingshui City willing to sacrifice for him?

And how did he know that this monster can change the sky, change the image, and make wind and rain?

To him, these are all mysteries.

After all, it is easy to directly eliminate demons, but if it unsettles the people, then it will be meaningless. Today there will be a fish demon, then there will be a turtle spirit tomorrow, and the people of Jingshui County will always do wrong things.

Of course, no one was deceived, and he didn't believe it.

And the place that knows the situation best is the county government.

After returning from the river, he went straight to the county government office.

The back door of the county government office,

After all, it was a private matter, not a public matter, so I couldn't go through the main door, so I could only meet the county magistrate through a small one.

Knock lightly on the door knocker,

After a few breaths, a boy opened the door and took a quick look.
Seeing that it was a monk, a strange flash appeared in his eyes.

"Little master, why are you knocking on my door?"

"The young monk needs to see the county magistrate for something, and please inform the benefactor."

"First tell me your birth number."

"Little master, I have agreed in advance that I will just report. If the adults don't want to see you, there is nothing I can do."

"Thank you so much, young monk."

Then he took out a few copper plates from the monk's robe and put them in the servant's hands.

The boy hurriedly pushed back the coin.

"Little master, our master doesn't like this. If he finds out, I'm afraid he won't be able to keep his clothes."

"Young master, you should take it back as soon as possible. Since I promised you, I will definitely do it for you."

Xu Zisu looked slightly sideways, and suddenly understood a little bit about the magistrate of Jingshui County.

Before coming here, he had also inquired that the magistrate of Jingshui County was an upright official and had never heard of corruption and perversion of the law. Apparently, the rumors were true.

"Little master, wait a moment."

After saying that, the boy closed the door and left in a hurry.

At this moment, there was an old man sitting at the front of the county government office living room, and a middle-aged man was respectfully serving tea to the old man.

"Teacher, why didn't you inform the students when you came to Jingshui County, so that the students could go and greet you in person?"

"It's okay, the old man just wants to go around."

"If I don't inform you, I just want to inspect the people's livelihood in Jingshui County."

"What the teacher said is that if there are deficiencies in the management of students, I hope the teacher can give you some guidance."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man became more respectful.

The middle-aged man in front of him is the magistrate of Jingshui County: Xiang Zizhan, who was a Jinshi in the 23rd year of Emperor Jing's reign. He has been in office in Jingshui County for five full years.

"From the current point of view, you have been working hard in Jingshui County for the past five years."

"The teacher is rude."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man couldn't help but smile.

"Why, do you really think I want to praise you?"

When Xiang Zizhan heard this, his face turned pale, and cold sweat instantly appeared on his forehead.

I secretly said something bad,
Sure enough, the old man's voice changed, and he couldn't hear any emotion. After taking a sip of tea, he spoke again: "There's a lot of noise about praying for rain in Jingshui County, what's the matter? Are you going to let the old man praise you for your good deeds?"

Sure enough, this is the case!
Xiang Zizhan sighed helplessly, but his expression gradually calmed down.

"Teacher, there is nothing the students can do about this matter. It has not rained for a whole month. The world is droughty and there is no harvest. The people of Jingshui County are living in dire straits. All they can do is pray for rain."

"The students also thought that asking for comfort was a good thing, but someone secretly added fuel to the flames by talking about an old incident a few years ago, which led to the current predicament. The students had no choice but to take this step and ask the teacher for help. gone."

That's right, it was the county magistrate who personally spread the news about the Jingshui County Rain Prayer Festival.

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(End of this chapter)