Becoming an Immortal from the Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 94 Relief

"The elders of the Longevity Sect are here to distribute disaster relief food, white porridge mustard, three drops of sesame oil per person, go to the entrance of the village to gather by yourself!"

In a village, a few unkempt disaster victims walked past excitedly, shouting loudly.

The villagers who were still alive in the village stared wide-eyed one by one, barely propped up their bodies and climbed to the window to stare at the person who was speaking outside and shouted loudly: "You idiot? What are you talking about? The government came to rescue us?!"

"Uncle Liu, it's not the government!"

The second fool chewed the food in his mouth, and replied vaguely: "It's the Taoist priests of the Longevity Sect, they are all people with a heart like a Bodhisattva, and they distribute food relief to everyone in our village for free, as long as they arrive, they can receive it! You really can't walk, and you even send someone to your home to distribute food to you!"

Uncle Liu is in his [-]s and [-]s this year. He has experienced several disasters, big and small, but he has never received relief food so quickly.

In the past, the officials and gentlemen in Lin'an never waited until the villagers couldn't bear it anymore, and they saw that they were about to mutiny before sending a few people to the village to recruit soldiers.

Young and strong laborers under the age of 30 have to join the army and eat military rations to barely survive.

As for the old and the weak, women and children, there is no ration to receive, and the government itself does not have enough to eat.

If it weren't for the fear of a civil uprising, it is estimated that the officials and gentlemen would not even be willing to pay for the young and strong laborers.

And even if it is relief, they have to join the army and become the domestic slaves of these officials and lords in name.

Where have you heard of so and so giving unconditional charity to disaster victims?

Could it be that the strongman from the mountains wants to rebel and come here to coerce the villagers?

After eating the king's meal, you have to go with the king?
Uncle Liu rubbed his shriveled stomach. When he was young, he served as a soldier, ate food, and went to Hexi to fight a few tough battles with Xixia.

He was very lucky, a group of people died in sevens and eights, but he survived.

Later, when I got older, it was optimized to the place.

When he was a soldier, he saved a lot of money and food, so he went back to his hometown and bought dozens of acres of land, and hired a few tenant farmers from the same village. He could barely be considered a country gentry.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. When the flood came, his few acres of paddy fields were completely abandoned, and most of the grain in the cellar was soaked, and he returned to the time when he was penniless.

Right now, he is not much different from those disaster victims outside except that he still has a straight title.

They are all starving to death.

Liu Li straightened his mind. After all, he was a character who broke through a sea of ​​corpses and blood, so he could be hardened at critical moments.

'It doesn't matter what his origin is, as long as my family of four can survive, so what if it's a rebellion?The big deal is to recruit security! '

Liu Lizheng stroked his gray beard, and asked his two sons to take out the simple sword and armor at home, and followed him to the entrance of the village to show the strong men.

Now that you are going to join the group, you can't be stingy, you have to show your own value, so that you can gain a prominent position.

The three held plain knives, Liu Lizheng himself was wearing a tattered iron armor full of holes, and the two sons barely wore some armor on their shoulders, chest and abdomen, and they looked mighty and majestic.

At least it's not a big problem to frighten the villagers in the countryside.

"Come with me!"

Liu Lizheng yelled, and told his wife to take care of the house, don't let people fish in troubled waters, and wait for him to find out the situation and come back to make a decision.

Compared with Liu Lizheng who is a little knowledgeable, other people in the village don't have so many twists and turns.

As soon as they heard that someone was distributing relief food, it was the combination of rice porridge and pickled mustard, and they immediately salivated uncontrollably.

What?Everyone has three drops of sesame oil?
My dear, isn't this some kind of god who came down to save all living beings?I haven't heard the word sesame oil for many years, just dreaming about it in my dreams will be beautiful for three days!

Not long after, the surviving Qianlai people in the village rushed out in a panic, rushing to the empty dam at the head of the village, eagerly waiting to receive food.

I saw hundreds of Taoist priests of the Longevity Sect with solemn expressions, wearing uniform costumes, and walking in a well-organized manner, which made people daunting.

Zhang Yuqing, who hadn't shown up for a long time, was standing in mid-air with auspicious clouds, and was directing everyone to maintain order, cooking porridge, chopping vegetables, and dripping oil in an orderly manner.

"It's really a fairy?!"

When the villagers saw the Taoist standing on top of the cloud, their shock was indescribable.

Everyone bowed their heads immediately, crying for their fathers and mothers, and told the gods in their hearts about the long-standing grief in their hearts.

Zhang Yuqing looked at these people with some headaches. He has rescued no less than three such villages along the way.

Everywhere he went, he would first appease the excitement of the villagers, and then send special personnel to preach to them, telling them what is the Longevity Sect, the origin of the Longevity Sect, what is the identity of the Daozi who is in charge of the cloud, and why they came Relief them.

"You have been starved and sick for a long time, and now you are weak and deficient. You should not be overly excited. You should first receive your rations in an orderly manner. Later, someone will answer your questions and concerns."

Zhang Yuqing waved out a piece of healing talisman, the paper ignited without wind, and the pale green healing light swept across the villagers' bodies, immediately causing a warm breath to emerge from their bodies.

"Thank you, Master Immortal, for your mercy! Thank you, Master Immortal!"

The villagers kowtowed and kowtowed, and more and more people joined the kneeling ranks.

The atmosphere became excited for a while, until the hunger in everyone's belly reminded them that they probably don't know how long these people will bow down to Zhang Yuqing.

This incredible scene was the first thing Liu Lizheng saw when he walked to the square with his two sons.

His eldest son tugged his father's clothes with his hands, and said dumbfounded: "Father, is that... an immortal?"

Liu Lizheng felt his mind buzzing. Judging from his age of over 40 years old, what else could it be if he could soar through the clouds and ride the fog?
Demons and monsters?
Never heard of ghosts and ghosts giving food to the victims?

And if there are demons and ghosts who really do this, who would dare to say that it is not a god?

Believe it or not, this group of villagers who ate the god's relief food can tear you apart alive?
Liu Lizheng threw away the plain knife in his hand with a slap, then knelt down and yelled wildly: "Gods are above, the little man Liu Lingyan is the village leader, I don't want to come to this poor and remote place, and never set up a banquet. Petty people deserve death!"

The two sons panicked, fearing that the gods would punish them, so they quickly kowtowed and begged for mercy: "The gods forgive me, forgive me, Dad, he didn't mean it. He is really poor in the village and there is not much tribute to offer. Please don't let the gods Blame it!"

Zhang Yuqing beckoned to Lu Liang and said, "That man seems to be able to talk in the village, let him coordinate the distribution of food."

"Yes, Headmaster!"

Lu Liang was a fairy, and his dress fluttered to Liu Lizheng's side, and said lightly: "Get up!"

(End of this chapter)