Raising the Demon

Chapter 88
Taoist Tianci stood at the bow of the boat, half-closed his eyes, and looked at the black turtle swimming happily, shaking his head and tail.

The four tortoises were all as big as a millstone, their heads stretched and retracted, and their limbs swung rapidly, stretching the four cables so that they creaked.

And the "Xuangui Danfang" was dragged down by the four Xuangui, broke the water surface, suppressed the waves, and cut the water flow of the Meng River in half.

The young and the young left home and returned to their hometown.

He has been away from home for 40 years, and there are a few gray hairs on his temples.

Seeking immortality, cultivating the true way, and seeking longevity are not available.

After 40 years of Taoist cultivation, with limited talent, he is still just an outer disciple. He is tired of many affairs of the master's school all day long, and travels around.

Back then, he was young and energetic, left home in a fit of anger, and made a young man who would never come back if he made a big promise. Now he is a middle-aged monk with gray temples.Over the years, although he has already restored contact with the family and even supported the family a lot, he has never really returned.

Without him, without clothes and brocades, I will not return home.In the eyes of ordinary people, he is already a lofty fairy, but he can deceive others, but not himself.

On the path of practice, there is no one who is unknown, and he doesn't even enter the door.

When he first went up the mountain, the elders of Shimen said that he had no roots of wisdom, and that he was too stubborn and didn't know how to adapt.

And all these years, he has become sophisticated and tactful, but he still has a place in his heart, just like when he left.

He originally thought that he would end up like this, anyway, his parents left early, and Mengcheng already had no one to love.

But he didn't expect that God gave him another chance, and let him come back here again.

If it weren't for the old senior brother who was in charge of this trade route, he would not have taken over this route.

worth?not worth it?

"Junior brother?" A call came from the cabin, and the hesitation in his heart was put away in an instant, and his eyes were cold and sharp again.

The elders of Shimen are right, no matter whether it is an inner sect or an outer sect, as long as one embarks on the road of cultivating immortals, one is no longer an ordinary person, and everything in the mortal world can be thrown away without worrying about it.

Everything is immortal.

"Senior brother." The Taoist Tianci turned his head and cupped his hands, and boarded the bow of the boat to meet another middle-aged Taoist.

"The front is Mengcheng." The brother said.

The godsend Taoist was silent.

Where Xuangui Danfang passed, the fishermen all around skillfully made way for it.

They get used to giving way several times a day.

"Father, look, this time it's not a big fish, it's a big turtle!" A young fisherman opened his mouth wide in surprise and pointed at the big boat.

"Hush, shut up!" Before the fisherman could finish speaking, his mouth was suddenly covered: "That's a jade merchant!"

"Isn't that the scholar's boat?" Another boy wondered, before he finished speaking, his father slapped him on the head: "Shut up!"

"This boat is really slow..." The boy was still muttering.

The dark-faced fisherman quickly showed an apologetic but ingratiating smile to the boat, and the Taoist Godsend glanced at his face, showing no expression at all.

Just a mortal.

Although they are outer disciples and merchants among immortals, they are still immortals.

"Speak up." The brother standing beside him raised his hand, and a gust of wind shot out, and the boy on the boat screamed and fell into the water.

Although the current of the Meng River was not urgent, but many tributaries converged, if one accidentally fell into the water, he would be sucked into the depths by the current. The strong black man screamed and jumped into the water immediately.

"It's just a mortal..." Tianci Taoist saw his senior brother Tianxuan clenched his fist, he seemed to be gnashing his teeth, and seemed to be indignant.

They are actually just mortals.

The more you can't get it, the more you can't be ignored by others, the less you have the status of a real immortal, the more you care about other people's eyes.

"This trip must be successful." The fisherman's cries for help have long been left behind by Xuan Gui Dan Fang, and the Taoist Godsend also clenched his fists. The last chance, the last chance to enter the inner door, he must immediately Make great efforts and do everything possible to acquire the most jade and natural materials and earth treasures to get the final quota.

The fisherman jumped into the water to rescue the young fisherman, but after a long time no one came up from the water, several nearby fishing boats approached, looking around anxiously, shouting, someone helped the rope from the boat, and was going to jump into the water to look for it, so At this moment, the bottom of the water turned up, two groups of golden red floated up from the water, and two koi fish carried the young fisherman and the fisherman up from the water respectively, and everyone hurriedly pulled them into the boat.

"Thank you, River God, thank you, River God!" The fishermen put their hands together and thanked each other. The two koi flicked their tails, looked in the direction of Mengcheng, and slowly sank into the water, disappearing.

The young fisherman was lying on the side of the boat, spitting out the water in his belly, raised his head after a long while, and gave the Xuangui Danfang who had gone away: "Bah! Bad guy!"

Who would have thought that there was another gigantic, square, strange ship coming from downstream. The speed of the strange ship was extremely slow, the huge sails were full of wind, and it broke through the current. Those fishing boats were squeezed aside, and they also sailed in the direction of Mengcheng.

"Grain merchants have also come this year." An old fisherman set up an arbor and looked around, "I just don't know whether they are harvesting or selling grain..."

"Hey, he's also a bad guy!" The fisherman scolded bitterly.

……

At this moment, Master Baifeng, the former Xiayan villager, and the future son of Jiuyan Township, are in his study.

Although he has become the township official, it takes time to actually allocate administrative regions and make seals, so Zi Baifeng is still the village official, and this matter is only between him and the Fujun, and he has not told others.

Because it is located in a mountainous area, the altitude varies from place to place, and the harvest time varies from village to village. The weather in Xiayan Village is good and the harvest is very early. Everyone is busy harvesting and threshing grain, storing grain, and then starting autumn sowing.

With the arrival of new grains, the price of grains in Mengcheng not only did not drop, but went higher and higher, and the price of fine white flour remained high.Moreover, the new food is delicious, and every family does not forget to grind a bag to try it out. The mill has been running continuously for the past few days, and the number of damages is also high. Erhei and Zijian are stationed in the mill in turn, and if there is a small problem, it will be dealt with immediately.

Zi Baifeng found another abacus and was calculating the price of food. This time, he learned his lesson and clicked it as soon as possible, absolutely not letting this abacus become a second-level monster.At this time, the abacus was crackling non-stop, and a sum of data was also written on the paper. Apart from the grain merchants in the whole of Mengcheng, he was probably the only one who had the best grasp of grain prices. It is the pillar industry of Yan Village, and it will help other villages in the future. I am afraid that its importance will increase.

Zi Baifeng drew a curve for grain prices and hung it on the wall, so he could analyze the daily trend clearly.

From the slight fluctuations in grain prices, Zi Baifeng could see that not only was Mengcheng a crop failure, but the situation in several other nearby cities was not optimistic either.

There is no doubt that this year has been another disaster year.

Although the seal letter has not yet been obtained, Zi Baifeng has already regarded himself as a township, and the height and depth of thinking are different from the past, and many data are more important.

Just when he reached an important point, Zi Baifeng suddenly heard Erhei's panicked voice outside: "Baifeng, it's not good! Master... something happened to Master!"

Zi Baifeng only felt a buzzing in his head, and almost fell to the ground, grabbed Erhei's arm tightly, and asked repeatedly: "What's wrong with my father? What happened?"

"Master...Master, he went into the water to repair the wooden wheel just now, and was hit by the wooden wheel...he...he..." Erhei became more and more anxious and couldn't speak. His face was full of tears or sweat, and he wiped it in a mess. Put, dirty.

"Boom!" There was an explosion in his head, Zi Baifeng yelled wildly, pushed open the door and rushed out.

Xiao Shitou and his aunt are relatives that Zi Jian cannot part with, but if there is anyone in this world that Zi Baifeng absolutely cannot and must not lose, it is only one person.

Zijian!

father!Father, you must be fine!You wait for me!
"Ahhh!" Taxue had a spirit, broke free from the rein and followed up, and yelled behind Zi Baifeng. Zi Baifeng lost his head and ran all the way outside the village. Then he came to his senses and jumped onto Ta Xue's back. Shouted: "Tread the snow, quick! Quick!"

Dad, that guy Feijianzi can't kill you, the old Taoist priest can't kill you, the hail of bullets is coming, you... don't let anything happen to you!Don't leave me alone!Please do not!
"Baifeng! Baifeng...wait for me!" Erhei ran out from behind, but saw Zi Baifeng and Taxue riding Juechen and heading straight for the mill.

"Father! Father! Don't die!" Zi Baifeng cried and rushed to the river, saw the crowd gathered in a circle, the middle Zijian looked like a bloody man, and almost passed out.

"You stupid son, curse me!" Zi Baifeng had just rushed into the crowd when he heard Zijian scold him.

"Father, are you okay!" Zi Baifeng grabbed Zijian's hand, "Where is the injury? Where is the injury?"

"Master just went into the water to repair the wooden wheel, who knew that the wooden wheel fell off and hit Master's leg..." Er Hei panted to follow, and explained out of breath.

"Is it just a leg? Is it life-threatening?" Zi Baifeng calmed down a little when he heard that his leg was hit, and beat Quan Quanjian up and down. One of his legs was covered with blood, but the rest was unharmed, as long as it wasn't Zi Baifeng is not particularly worried that his life is in danger.A similar injury like this in the previous life would not be fatal as long as there was no heavy bleeding. Besides, he still has the art of raising demons, and he has been saved from injuries like Luo Qianshan's. Burns on a large area of ​​the body were incurable and terminally ill in the previous life. what!
Seeing that Zijian was trembling with pain, but he was still full of breath when speaking, Zi Baifeng was speechless.

What, a waste of emotion!You bloody bastard!

　It’s not finished yet, let’s fix it and post it slowly, there should be another chapter tonight.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)