Liao Zhai Zi is silent

Chapter 160
After Lin Zhuming crossed the Yangtze River, he felt a different scene.

There is a bit of good weather and weather in Nanjing, but it is natural and man-made disasters here.

The scorching sun made Lin Zhuming feel the urge to sweat, and the air was distorted in waves only from a distance.

Although it is close to the Yangtze River, there is some water on the river, but the farmland on both sides is cracked and dried up.

I saw a few trees occasionally, but the bark was gone, and they were dead.

"Ma'am, my stomach hurts!"

Not far away, a woman was pinching a child's buttocks: "Don't be afraid, just pinch it out."

There was a child next to him, holding a clay cake and putting it in his mouth, his stomach was already bulging.

The woman held back her tears, but the tears couldn't come out: "My son, hold on!"

The child let out a groaning cry.

Lin Zhuming stepped forward to help massage his stomach, but he easily expelled the indigestible Guanyin soil from his body.

Seeing Lin Zhuming, the woman immediately knelt down: "I beg you, master, do good deeds and save my child, otherwise, I will do whatever you want!"

But she began to untie her dress, but she didn't even have the skirt.

Lin Zhuoming sighed, took out a piece of cloth, covered it on the ground, and then said, "Dun!"

Seeing birds and magpies flying in the sky, Lin Zhuoming lifted the cloth, and there was already a meal underneath.

"Eat some."

"Master is merciful, master wants me, as long as my two children can live..."

There were other refugees around the woman, half dead, apparently full of Guanyin soil, abdominal distension, indigestion, unable to expel, waiting to die there.

Smelling the aroma of the food, he looked like a wild animal with green eyes.

The next few are like wild dogs, crawling and rolling, grabbing and sending them to their mouths with dusty hands.

It's just that there is one person among them who is the backbone of the refugees: "No!"

But he was about thirty or forty, with a strange face and a broad frame: "Although we are refugees, we are not bandits. How can we rob them of their mother and child's food?"

His words were a little collective, and those people who were crawling and rolling, although they were hungry, held the food in their hands, but silently put it down.

Lin Zhuming looked at the man, thought to himself that he had a good character, and went up to chat: "Where is the strong man, the conversation is extraordinary, I'm afraid it will not be easy."

"I'm just a refugee. I'm not a strong man who fled from the famine." The man laughed at himself: "Looking at the Taoist priest, he has extraordinary spells, but he is a good teacher of the Longhua Society?"

"A good teacher of the Longhua Society?" Lin Zhuming said with a chuckle: "The poor are the ones with the right way, so I don't want to get along with them."

"It turns out that the Longhua Society gave porridge, preached the teachings, and gave alms water in the land of Huai'an, but there were quite a few religious believers... I thought the Taoist priests were also them..."

Lin Zhuming gave the food to the two children, and said to the woman, "You can eat some too."

But I heard several "gurgling" stomach growls and the sound of swallowing saliva.

But Lin Zhuming's transport of food can only solve the urgent need. They want to eat, but Lin Zhuming can't carry it.

But seeing this man in front of him, he is not a mortal, he is leading a group of refugees, but he has a method of advancing and retreating, and he can drink people when he is hungry. He is obviously very prestigious, and I am afraid he has a solution himself.

"Longhua Society is a cult, and the poor way is not a demon way, but in this chaotic world, it's hard to tell the difference." Lin Zhuoming thought together, calling Liuding Liujia, and asked him to go to Jiangning River to find a mountain dragon to borrow a dragon's breath. .

Liu Ding Liujia left quickly, and came back in less than half a moment, taking a wisp of dragon energy that Lin Zhuoming needed.

Lin Zhuming wrote this dragon energy into a piece of talisman paper: "It is destined to meet a gentleman today, and I will give you a talisman to relieve your worries."

The man arched his hands: "Thank you, Daoist."

After receiving the talisman paper, he led a group of refugees to hide from the sun under the shade of a tree, his eyes seemed to be dark.

But Lin Zhuming knew that he was dormant and recuperating, not lazy and waiting for death, and he was afraid that he would take action tonight.

The dragon spirit was bestowed on him, but it was born to express his cloud. Lin Zhuoming calculated that he was a reckless man, but it was hard to say if he was not a pioneer of the king.

"My lord, hunger is everywhere here, why don't you learn from that great virtuous teacher? The Longhua society can cause trouble, and the lord is a hero, how can he live in depression for a long time?" Xu Biao said bluntly: "When the time comes, I will Waiting for a hundred battles to help the lord."

"Wait." Lin Zhuming said: "The golden scale is not a thing in the pool, it will turn into a dragon when it encounters wind and rain."

Holding the paper umbrella magic weapon he made, Lin Zhuoming absorbed the plague.

Along the way, I saw many people eating Guanyin soil, but there was no food to give.

"The Frog God has eight storehouses of grain and three treasuries of wealth. Pindao goes out at night and asks the God of Yin to borrow some from him. If he doesn't obey, he will inevitably rob him."

Lin Zhuming reckoned that the man just now was afraid that he would rob the landlord, kill the landlord and start a rebellion, maybe occupy the mountain and become king...

"Jiangning River is a port section. I don't know how much food and wealth there is. I have to ask Shanlong to see if I can carry one or two."

The Longhua Society made a big fuss in Nanjing before, and it was still a secret operation on tiptoe. I didn't expect that Huai'an Mansion was so openly preaching.

After Lin Zhuming walked for a while, he saw an earthen altar with a Bodhisattva statue on it, and there were social fires on both sides.

A middle-aged old woman, with a basket on her shoulders, led seventeen or eighteen people to preach and pray: "Longhua Bodhisattva is the incarnation of God Jehovah in the world. He worships Amitabha Buddha as his teacher. The Tathagata Buddha is his younger brother. The Taishang Laojun once Teaching the scriptures of Longhua Bodhisattva..."

Those foolish people in the countryside knelt down to pay respects one by one, and after waiting for the sacrifice, they looked at the old woman eagerly.

The old woman talked a lot about it, and finally took out the gray-faced buns from the basket, and distributed one to each of them.

After they got the food, they kowtowed and prayed to Longhua Bodhisattva to give them food. After eating a little, they wanted to bring the rest to their families.

But the woman had sharp eyes: "You are not allowed to take it away, you can only finish it here. Are you going to desecrate the bodhisattva's gift?"

"Messenger, please do me a favor, my son has only drank a few sips of water for three days..."

"Then ask your son to join the church and pray together. We are all brothers and sisters. If your son joins the church, he will be a member of our Longhua Society. Naturally, he will not starve to death."

"Really? Can my son do it too?"

"As long as he can pray along..." The middle-aged woman took one out of the basket: "This is specially given to you by the Lord. Bring your family members to believe in religion. It will naturally have great merit. Waiting for the end of the world, others You are all sinking into the sea of ​​suffering, but you can be reborn into Longhua Pure Land and continue to live with your family..."

Lin Zhuming saw that Longhua Bodhisattva absorbed the spirit of those foolish people, and became very strong, almost comparable to the one-month incense in his Longevity Palace.

"This evil god, evil religion, I'm afraid it will become a serious problem." Lin Zhuming said in his heart.

(End of this chapter)