"leave here!"

"We don't need to hear about the five gods!"

"Go away! Go away!"

The farmer shook the wooden stick in his hand with an evil look.

The two men staggered back, and one of them almost tripped over a stone on the road, causing the farmer to laugh.

It's a cloudy day.

The time is April, the fourth year of Taixing.

In April, all things should have long branches and lush leaves, and the locust trees also bloom with yellow and white petals, so it is called "Locust Moon". Another name for April is Yu Yue. "Erya·Shitian" said

: "The fourth month is Yu." Hao Yi Xingyi said: "Everything in April has branches and leaves, so it is called Yu. Yu means Shu."

But now, the locust trees are in bloom and everything is uncomfortable.

With the farmer's frown on his face, how can he have time to listen to the Taoist priest's lectures?

The two trailblazers didn't understand this. After being driven away, they returned to the wild temple dejectedly. The wild temple didn't know what it was originally dedicated to. There seemed to be a clay statue in the middle, but now it has collapsed. I don't know what it was.

What was pushed down artificially, naturally collapsed due to wind and rain.

Inside the wild temple, in the corner, there was a straw hut, and in front of the hut, sitting a middle-aged Taoist priest.

"How?" asked the middle-aged Taoist priest.

"Master! The people here are so cruel. Not only are they unwilling to listen, they even want to beat us..."

"Yes! Master, these people really have no fear of the gods of the five directions... they deserve to suffer disaster..."

"Bang!" The middle-aged Taoist priest pulled out a wooden stick from behind his back and hit the little Taoist priest who said evil words accurately on the buttocks. "How can it be that I am the one who said evil words? Go and face the wall!"

"...Yes, Master..." The little Taoist priest covered his buttocks and went to the side of the broken wall, facing the wall and thinking about his fault.

Another young Taoist priest stepped forward, looked at his master's face, and then hesitated and said: "Master, why don't we go back... This place... doesn't seem to like us very much..."

The middle-aged Taoist asked: "Where to go back? If we can't spread the teachings, why did you and I go through so much trouble to cross the river?"

"But, but... the food we brought..." Xiaodao frowned, "it's all gone... these people don't believe in us, and if they don't believe in us, they won't make offerings to us... What if..."

"Well..." The middle-aged Taoist priest was silent for a moment and said, "Yesterday I prayed to the gods of the five directions and meditated all night... I gained a little bit... Let's go! Let's go again!"

"Ah?" Xiaodao was stunned.

"Oh shit! Let's go. Do you really want to go hungry?!" the middle-aged Taoist said as he walked out.

"Master! Master, you also said evil things!" Xiaodao, who was facing the wall, turned his head and shouted.

The middle-aged Taoist priest raised his eyebrows, "Then...this will offset your failure to face the wall...get up and follow me!"

The little Taoist priest who faced the wall stood up as soon as he slapped his buttocks, and followed behind him while saying: "Why do I have to face the wall when I say evil words, but when Master speaks evil words... I don't need to face the wall."

Already?』

The middle-aged Taoist priest smiled and said: "Because... this is the intention of the five gods! We, as the gods of the five directions, walk the world!"

When the middle-aged Taoist priest brought his two apprentices back to the village entrance, the farmers were already working in the fields. Although some people saw the three people, they did not put down their work at hand, and did not even try to intimidate them again, because

They need to save energy to face a full day of heavy labor, and naturally they have no intention of listening to the Taoist priests talking about the moral principles of the "Five Gods".

The wind picked up the corners of the Taoist priest's clothes, causing a bit of coldness to come through.

The farmers around me would occasionally look at him, but it was like looking at rocks and soil, without any warmth.

Since Sun Ce destroyed most of the Jiangdong shrines, there has been no trace of religion on this land for a long time, so naturally there is no feedback from the people...

At that time in Ji, thousands of people came to visit.

Now that Yu Ji has died and disappeared, the religious system he built has turned into nothingness like a mirror, a flower in the water, and the moon. Because Yu Ji's religious beliefs are based on Ji's "vast magical powers and boundless magical power."

When it can show the talisman water to save people and various magical powers, naturally many people will bow down to it and believe in it devoutly. However, after Yu Ji was killed, they suddenly discovered that the so-called "immortal" will lose his head in the end, and his faith will naturally disappear.

collapsed.

Just like some kind of "master" in later generations, even Big Eyeball and Jack went to kneel and lick him... Then he turned around and saw that the master was under investigation, and immediately threw away his hands, "We are also innocent people who have been deceived..."

Therefore, it will not work in Jiangdong to continue to follow the old path of "Yu Ji", or to use a slightly sensational method similar to that used in Jingzhou, Guanzhong.

The middle-aged Taoist priest rolled up his sleeves and began to sort out the stones on the road. He moved them aside and filled up the potholes on the field ridges. Then, under the surprised look of the farmer, he took off his shoes and socks and went to the fields to help pull out debris.

Grass……

You can tell at a glance whether you have done farm work or not.

For those who have never done any work, they don’t even know how to hold a wooden rake. Either the hand is held in the wrong position, or the posture of the waist and legs is wrong. Anyway, it feels awkward to move and look awkward.

The young Taoist priest had little experience in doing farm work, which was obvious to all the farmers, but the middle-aged Taoist priest showed his sophistication in his actions as soon as he stepped into the field. Slowly, the mocking and indifferent look on the farmer's face gradually disappeared.

It faded away, and what was left was confusion and surprise. Even other farmers in another field nearby couldn't help but stop their hands, stretched their necks, and looked over in astonishment.

"You, you guys..." The farmer swallowed a little, feeling a little dazed, as if he wanted to step forward, but didn't know what to say.

The middle-aged Taoist priest's face was stained with some dirt. He didn't look like a lofty god at all, but more like an ordinary farmer. He grabbed a handful of dirt in the field and said with some confusion, "Why don't you use green fertilizer?"

?Don’t you know how to fertilize? If you use the right green fertilizer, this seedling should not be so thin... If you use green fertilizer, this seedling will be at least three points stronger..."

"Ah? Ah!" The farmer was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly took a few steps to catch up, "What? What fat?"

"Qing Fei." The middle-aged Taoist priest raised his head and said, "Don't you have an agricultural bachelor?"

"What are you talking about? I've never heard of it..." The farmer swallowed, with some expectation in his eyes, "Tao... Zhenren, I wonder what this Zhenren... um, what should I call him?"

"The gods of the five directions have boundless mercy..." The middle-aged Taoist priest smiled, "The Taoist surname is Ge..."

"Just now what Master Ge said, what kind of fertilizer can..." The farmer squeezed the wooden handle with both hands, his face full of desire, "Can these seedlings be made stronger?"
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