My Master is Lin Zhengying

Some even say that ghost soldiers cross the border, and a hundred ghosts travel at night.

Others said that it was Yizhuang's ninth uncle and third apprentice, Nanchen Qiusheng Wencai, who was summoning the soul.

Anyway, there are all kinds of words.

However, some country gentlemen, including the mayor Awei, understood what happened last night.

After waking up, Nan Chen didn't think about the ronin last night.

It's time to practice, practice, what to do.

After Wencai got the chrysanthemum stick, he went to Uncle Jiu's study on purpose.

I searched for a secret book dedicated to practicing stick techniques.

In the middle of the morning, Ren Long from the town brought Awei to Yizhuang.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw the mayor bowing to Nan Chen and others:

"Three virtuous nephews came to the door suddenly, what a disturbance."

When Nan Chen and the others saw the mayor, they already guessed what the other party was doing.

Nine times out of ten, they were asking about the situation last night, whether anyone was killed or something.

Nan Chen and the others also bowed their hands.

Then I heard Nan Chen say symbolically:

"The mayor has lost his way, please sit inside."

The mayor smiled, and went straight into Yizhuang with Awei and a few security guards.

Wen Cai also made a few bowls of tea in a very sensible way.

Qiu Sheng even asked Ah Wei in a low voice, why the mayor made a sudden visit.

Awei muttered in a low voice:

"It's not about ronin, and then I'm going to ask you to hold a ceremony to worship the sky, saying it's praying for rain.

Now the villagers are making a lot of noise, and there may be a civil uprising at any time. "

As soon as Awei's voice fell, Nan Chen said to the mayor:

"Mayor, I don't know why you came to Yizhuang?"

The mayor took a sip of tea:

"Oh! That's right, I want to ask.

The ronin came over last night, nothing serious happened, right?

Residents in the southern suburbs saw a group of ghosts and said they came from Yizhuang.

This, this is what you released? "

Before Nan Chen could speak, Wen Cai had already shouted:

"Mayor, don't worry, we let the ghost go.

But they are all wandering ghosts, and there is no harm.

We just scared them and didn't kill them.

Think those ronin have already left the town, right? "

The mayor nodded:

"That's good, that's good!"

Then, the mayor changed the subject and said again:

"Nanchen and Qiusheng are literary talents.

I'm here today for one more thing. "

"Mayor, but it doesn't matter."

Nan Chen spoke calmly.

The mayor nodded:

"It's like this, it hasn't rained here for a long time.

Many lands are already dry.

Uncle Jiu is not here anymore.

So I want you three, to pray for rain in the town. "

When Nan Chen heard this, he couldn't help rolling his eyes.

Ask for rain?

What a joke, they'll beg for rain.

Not only Nan Chen was embarrassed, but Qiu Sheng's literary talent was also embarrassing.