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Chapter 402 Fate Has Ups and Downs

Late autumn is bleak, the air is solemn and condensed, and the dew turns into frost.

With dry grass and frost under their feet, Zhang Wenfeng and Lezi with messy hair walked in the woods by the stream, picking and choosing, telling the legend of Yang Shuilan's transformation from an ordinary woman to the goddess of water overnight. The story is not long and full of twists and turns.

The rising sun slanted, casting on the three of them through the woods, and the shadows stretched long.

Lezi and the old cripple were dumbfounded, with complicated expressions on their faces. If they were told by another person, they would not believe it, but they half-believed the monk's strange talk.

"She...is Yao Xihe...the reincarnation of the water god empress..."

Lezi stuttered and stuttered when he was nervous. After a while, he calmed down and said, "Can I still see her? I want to ask her, ask her some things, and make a conclusion."

Zhang Wenfeng thought for a while and said, "You can go to the bank of the Yaoxi River and try it later at night. In the dead of night, burn three sticks of incense and recite her name. It's best to go in the next two days. After a while, it will be difficult for her to come back after leaving this mundane matter."

"Isn't she the Empress of the Water God of Xihe River? Where else can she go?"

"She is the reincarnation of the water god of the previous dynasty. Now that she is awakened, it is difficult for her to stay in the territory of Da'an Dynasty for a long time."

Zhang Wenfeng explained that he guessed that after talking with him, Yang Shuilan would be willing to show up to see the fun. If the marriage contract in this life is not broken, the beginning and the end will be left behind.

The old cripple was a little worried, and asked, "Brother Feng, can I trouble you to run with me?"

"You hire a carriage, just go to Xihezhou Town this afternoon."

"Brother Feng, please take care."

After receiving such a letter and hearing that Yang Shuilan was the reincarnation of the Goddess of Water, the old cripple and Lezi did not feel the grief and indignation of yesterday, but instead felt a strange sense of relief and curiosity.

The sun rises, and the water evaporates.

Zhang Wenfeng, the second senior brother and Yue Anyan led ten disciples from Huaqi Realm to the field to harvest mature spiritual rice, without letting other apprentices intervene, the donkey and mountain badger flew up to the field in the backyard on the top of the mountain with a load of spiritual rice, Hu Qiang'er And two green weavers Jingmei are in charge of flipping.

The old cripple, Lezi, and Wei Xingde tied up all the straw in the field, and the two women and two apprentice cooks were cooking in the kitchen.

At the beginning of the afternoon, I heard the report from the apprentice on duty, and some guests came to visit.

Zhang Wenfeng simply washed his feet, put on cloth shoes, tidied his robes and hair, walked from the edge of the field stream to the memorial archway, greeted and greeted Chen Qingqiao who came to visit, served tea and chatted on the mountain, and the old lame father and son took leave after lunch and went to town Get in the carriage and go to Xihezhou Town.

Chen Qingqiao saw that Zhang Guanzhu, who was already aloof and superior, was still harvesting in the fields by himself, his trouser legs and cuffs were stained with fresh mud.

He didn't want to interrupt for too long, so he took out a wooden box from his cuff and said:

"A few days ago when I went out, I came across a chance and gained a little bit. I found an item that I could barely get out of my hand. It happened to be a gift for Zhang Guanzhu's promotion. I invite Zhang Guanzhu to accept it."

He and Zhang Guanzhu were poor and lowly friends, and he had no idea before coming here. He was worried that Zhang Guanzhu's status would become high, and the relationship would become unfamiliar, and there would be an invisible gap between him and him. He specially prepared two different gifts for different treatment. gift.

If a hot face sticks a cold butt to curry favor, he doesn't want to make his flesh hurt by spending money.

But Zhang Guanzhu treated him as usual, so he took out the most expensive gift.

Zhang Wenfeng took the wooden box and said with a smile: "What good thing? You keep it for yourself, giving it to me is just icing on the cake..." Opening the wooden box, looking at the black dirt in the box, Zhang Wenfeng closed the lid with a "snap", and Not to mention the icing on the cake, he put away the box directly, and said: "Chen Guanzhu, you have a good chance this time, if you can get a piece of land and soil, then I will accept it politely, and give you a rich man's autumn wind."

This kind of treasure is hard to come by, and it is suitable for other uses.

The small piece of divine soil in his hand, even if he used it sparingly, there was not much left.

Chen Qingqiao was very happy when he saw that his friends knew the goods, so he smiled and told about the opportunities he encountered when he went out. He made many friends in the county and had a wide network of contacts. With his three-inch tongue, he recruited the old antique who was looking for death and life, and got many treasures from the land mother.

Among them, the divine clay was the most special item, and he gave most of it to Guanzhu Zhang.

Zhang Wenfeng asked Chen Qingqiao to sit down for a while, and he went out for a while, carrying a small cloth bag and three saplings into the door, and said with a smile: "Don't make any noise in your heart, thinking that I don't want to give birth to you, the bag contains spiritual rice Heling maize seeds, the two saplings are the cultivated spirit peach and spirit plum, and the remaining one is the spirit tea tree, as long as you say no, I will put it back immediately."

He has used wood gas to keep the saplings alive, and transplanting in autumn is no problem.

Chen Qingqiao quickly snatched it over and said, "There's no reason to put back the things that were sent out? I took them all, and the more the better, anyway, the presents were delivered today, and I'm waiting for your promotion banquet to come and drink."

"The exact date has not yet been determined, but it is estimated that it will be years ago, and I will send you an invitation card then."

The two chatted for a while, Chen Qingqiao took his things and got up to leave.

Sending off Chen Guanzhu, he returned to the field to pick up the sickle and continue to work. He liked the joy of harvest and the kind of fulfillment.

The woody atmosphere in the Ling paddy field is slightly different in each season, either lively and light, vibrant, or mature and thick.

Paying attention everywhere is knowledge, and practicing with heart everywhere.

After the evening class was over, Zhang Wenfeng and the donkey flew in the air, and quietly came to Xihezhou Town to find the carriage parked on the embankment and the old lame father and son.

I got my wish and saw Yang Shuilan, who was as cold as ice in the river, and his form changed drastically.

The once thin and dumb girl has now become a water god empress who does not eat fireworks in the world, with a majestic demeanor, unapproachable, and even less humane when she speaks, completely cutting off the thought of fun.

The words that Lezi wanted to question at first, but how can he say it when he is stuck in his chest?
He and Yang Shuilan became acquainted with each other because of half a coarse grain pancake. At this moment, their identities are so different and they are destined to die.

In the end, the old cripple personally dissolved the engagement, and from then on they went their separate ways and owed nothing to each other.

Zhang Wenfeng didn't show up. He knew that he couldn't hide from Yang Shuilan's investigation, and the person who tied the bell had to be untied. It would be great if it could be resolved peacefully without getting involved with each other. Above is a catastrophe.

After breakfast on the second day, the three chatted over tea in the tea room, and the old cripple knocked on the door with Le Zi and walked in.

Lezi's attitude is very firm. He wants to learn Taoism, break the oath of the year, and walk the hard way of "learning Taoism through martial arts".

"I implore the temple master to accept it, Lezi must work hard and concentrate on martial arts!"

No matter how hard it is, can it be harder than going hungry on a boat?
He was suffocating in his heart, a man was born between heaven and earth, his head can be cut off and blood can flow, how can a woman who has become a god be looked down upon?
He also has a career to accomplish.

Zhang Wenfeng nodded slightly: "Yes!"

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(End of this chapter)