Catalog of Destruction

Shi Xuan gave his opinion. As for whether to follow it or not, that was Zhang Li's own business.

Zhang Daquan and his wife, who entered the room next, saw that Zhang Li's cough had improved greatly, and naturally listened to Shi Xuan's instructions with tears of gratitude, patting their chests and promising to nourish Zhang Li well.

Shi Xuan has been staying in this town for three days, but he has not seen anyone from the Chixia Shenjun Temple come here again. At the same time, the lively Shi Xuan also made the townspeople who still believe in the Shenjun deepen their doubts. They themselves are doubtful. Those who have basically abandoned their belief in God.

In the past three days, some people with headaches and fever in the town have come to Shixuan. Shixuan welcomes all comers. It just so happens that the Ecstasy Banner needs to absorb the sick energy, but it is a small town after all, and there are not so many seriously ill people. Shi Xuan felt quite sorry.

The town is not far from Kaiyang City. Shi Xuan set off after breakfast, but it was not yet lunch time when he arrived at Kaiyang City.

As an important thoroughfare for the five states, Kaiyang City is not much inferior to Yangzhou Prefecture and Chuzhou City. Especially after the New Year, many people from outside the city flock to the city. Naturally, it is a rare leisure time in the year. Have a good time here.

In the team entering the city, Shi Xuan found many monks, nuns, Taoists, beggars, and people in strange clothes. Just by looking at them with the aura technique, he found that they were basically swindlers. Shi Xuan was a little confused about this. After all, there must be a reason why so many strange people went to the city all of a sudden. It was impossible for them to make an appointment to go to the market together. However, the looks of the soldiers guarding the city showed that they were accustomed to this.

Shi Xuan quietly asked the aunt in front of him who was wearing a new cotton coat: "Auntie, I want to ask you something, why are so many people from outside the country rushing to Kaiyang City?"

The aunt didn't want to answer Shi Xuan's question at first, but after listening to it, she couldn't suppress her desire to speak: "You don't know, Qingqing. I thought you, little Taoist priest, had the same purpose as them. I'll tell you, Governor She was seriously ill, and even after consulting famous doctors in the area, there was no improvement. Even the imperial doctor from Luo Jing and Qiu Chixia Shenjun were helpless. So after the Chinese New Year, he immediately went to all over the country to invite strange people. When the scholar comes to the house, if he can be cured, he will be greatly thanked!"

Only then did Shi Xuan understand the reason why so many strange people rushed to the city. If he could cure the governor's illness, let alone thank him, and get the gratitude of the governor in Fengzhou, it would be an invisible and huge sum. Property, no wonder everyone wants to give it a try whether they have the ability or not.

After a second thought, Shi Xuan woke up. The governor was transferred from Liangzhou, and the Chixia Shenjun was also transferred from Liangzhou. It is difficult to say whether there is any connection between the two. It is better to take this opportunity and sneak in openly. , as long as you see the governor and take a look at his anger, you can at least get some information. If you go in at night, there is no telling whether you can find the governor!

Because so many people are together, their own qi is mixed together. Qi-gazing techniques cannot separate their qi at all. Only when you walk in front of a person can you clearly see his qi, unless there is someone particularly powerful in the crowd. Or a strange aura can only be seen at a glance. Just like when I was looking for energy in a small town before, apart from the huge popularity in Kaiyang City, I could only see the divine light of Lord Chixia.

When entering the city, the soldiers guarding the city did not question Shi Xuan. After all, there were too many Taoist priests entering the city in the past two days. After collecting the city entry tax of two copper coins, they waved Shi Xuan into the city.

When Shi Xuan entered the city, he hurriedly asked the group of monks in front of him: "Masters, I wonder what regulations are needed to apply for the governor's office?"

The leader, the fat-headed, big-eared, oily-faced but still kind-hearted monk, immediately frowned when he heard this: "Little Taoist Master, it's better not to wade into the muddy water. This matter of curing diseases and saving people still needs to be seen." Really capable.”

The little novice monk next to him stepped forward, with a bit of pride in his pretty face: "My abbot is famous for his medicine that can cure diseases. He is also famous for catching ghosts and monsters. Don't you ask about the Great Buddha Temple, little Taoist priest?" Who is Zen Master Zhiguang? Don’t try to fish in troubled waters.”

"Amitabha." Fat-headed and big-eared Zen Master Zhiguang whispered the Buddha's name, looking calm on the surface.

Shi Xuan had no choice but to ask someone again. Unfortunately, these people were afraid of being robbed of their business. They wished that as few people would go as possible. How could they possibly tell you the news? It would be best to ask the aborigines in Kaiyang City to get the accurate information.

First go to the gate of the Governor's Mansion to register, and then go to the lobby of the Governor's Mansion to enjoy the banquet during dinner time. During this period, the Governor will go to the lobby to receive everyone's diagnosis and treatment, and everyone will depend on their ability. Anyway, none of the one or two hundred monks, nuns, and Taoist doctors on the previous day could alleviate the governor's condition at all, so they were all beaten out with sticks. I just heard that because of the failure the day before, the governor planned to let these people show their skills first, and only those who have the ability would be allowed to see a doctor. After all, so many people came one by one, and it was very sad for the governor who was sick himself. of.

Shi Xuan asked for directions and arrived at the gate of the governor's mansion. Because the governor lived in the mansion, there was a big square in front of the mansion. The place where there are a bunch of people around the square should be the registration place, but there are only twos and threes in the square. Do those people sitting there want to wait until dinner?

When registering, the middle-aged wealthy butler was very indifferent to Shi Xuan, a young Taoist priest. He didn't think Shi Xuan had the ability to cure the governor's illness. However, Shi Xuan gained a lot and was very optimistic. It seems that even the housekeeper of the Governor's Mansion has some connection with the Chixia God, and the Governor himself may have even deeper connections.

After finding a small shop that looked pretty good, Shi Xuan prepared to have lunch, and then went to explore Chixia Shenjun Temple in the afternoon. While I was eating and drinking, I heard the waiter yelling loudly. I turned around and saw that he was chasing a small beggar. His face was dark and he couldn't tell how big he was, but looking at his small body, he was probably not big. Over ten years old.

The little beggar had nimble steps and walked around inside and outside the store. The two waiters couldn't catch him. Shi Xuan let out a soft sigh. This little beggar actually has a foundation in Qinggong. Could it be that he belongs to the Beggar Clan? But is there a Beggar Clan in this world?

After knocking the waiter out, the little beggar rushed to the steamer, grabbed a white steamed bun and ran out. Unfortunately, the waiter also learned the lesson and blocked the door. The little beggar was in a dilemma.

The little beggar rolled his dark eyes, stretched out his hand, and said awkwardly in a clear voice: "How about I return the steamed buns to you?"

There were already dark finger prints on the white steamed buns. When the waiter saw it, he immediately became furious and rolled up his sleeves: "I won't take care of you, you poor beggar."

Shi Xuan, who had been watching with cold eyes, somehow remembered the scene in The Condor where Guo Jing met Huang Rong for the first time. It was also a beggar, a steamed bun, and a black handprint. But now the little beggar was a little too small. He smiled and said to the waiter: "I'll pay for it, don't embarrass this kid."

When the waiter saw someone giving him money, he stopped. This little beggar was too flexible. If he really wanted to deal with her, he would not make a fuss in the store.

The little beggar didn't seem to expect this. A pair of big black and white eyes looked at Shi Xuan without blinking. Shi Xuan smiled gently at her and said: "Why don't you come over to eat? Look at me. There’s chicken and fish on the table.”

Gulu, the little beggar swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but his eyes were full of wariness: "Mom said, if the uncle with a fake smile invites you to dinner, you must not agree!"

Shi Xuan touched his face and smiled fakely. He just felt a little nostalgic after seeing this scene: "Then you can eat your steamed buns. I will eat them slowly." After saying that, he picked up the chopsticks and picked up each dish. He ordered some to eat, and at the same time secretly cast a spell on the little beggar to calm his emotions.

Seeing Shi Xuan's actions, the little beggar's eyes flashed with a shrewd light. With the influence of the spell, his fear and alertness were greatly reduced. He cheered, put the bun on the table, picked up the chopsticks and started to devour it.

Shi Xuan waved the waiter over, asked him to fill a basin of water and take a handkerchief, and then said to the little beggar: "Wash your hands and face first. This dish will not escape."

"No, mother said don't keep the food out of your eyes, otherwise problems will occur." He continued eating without raising his head.

Shi Xuan sweated slightly, this mother taught her well, but how could this little girl look for food outside by herself? But it was not convenient to ask this question directly, so I followed the little beggar’s words and asked: “Well, what could go wrong?”

The little beggar seemed to be stopped by the question. He poked his lips with his chopsticks and paused for a moment before saying, "Maybe you will spit in it to tease me! This is how people often tease senior brothers and sisters."

"Oh, what about your senior brother, senior sister, and mother? Why aren't they with you?" Shi Xuan was persuasive.

"I won't tell you!" The little beggar looked at Shi Xuan warily. After a while, he seemed to have thought of something, and said pitifully: "My mother asked you to come and take me back, right? I've always been good. Be careful not to say your name."

When he first heard the rejection, Shi Xuan was still thinking about how to phrase it. Unexpectedly, the little girl came up with it herself. She smiled and shook her head: "I don't even know you, nor do I know your mother."

"Really?" The little beggar brought his little face closer. Seeing that Shi Xuan's expression was solemn and did not look like he was lying, he immediately felt relieved and happily continued to eat and drink. However, he just picked up another chopstick of chicken and ate it, and froze. He stayed there for a while, and then he burst into tears: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu,” But what should I do if I want to go back?”

Shi Xuan felt that he couldn't keep up with the little girl's thoughts. His mood changed too quickly.

After the little beggar finished crying, Shi Xuan asked: "Where is your home? What is your name? How about I bring you a message or send you back directly?"

The little beggar raised his head, and the dirt on his face was washed away by tears, leaving two traces, revealing his fair and jade-like skin. He replied with some confusion: "Mother is called Mother. By the way, some people call her the Holy Queen, and some call her the Devil Queen."

Shi Xuan was stunned and immediately asked: "Then what is your name?"

After crying, the little beggar continued to devour the food and answered vaguely: "My surname is Chu and my name is Wan'er."

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