My whole family cultivated immortality without telling me

The disappearance of thousands of slaves was a big deal.

But compared to more than 40,000 dozen eggs, it doesn't matter at all.

"Brother Shen," Lian Zhan said stiffly, "I suggest you go to the scene and take a look. That scene doesn't look like a preaching scene."

Shen Qingyun was busy knocking mud, and when he heard this, he turned around and asked, "What does that look like?"

"Uh, I can't describe it."

"Hey, it's the same as this beggar's chicken," Shen Qingyun just knocked off the mud seal and started to break the mud, smiling at Luo Yong, "It's called beggar's chicken, but in fact, its taste is so delicious that it's hard to describe."

Luo Yong had already seen a little bit of the truth from the cracks in the mud, and he swallowed his saliva while saying, "Won't those slaves let my nephew serve them well?"

"Don't worry, Brother Yong," Shen Qingyun put on a pair of clean gloves and began to untie the lotus leaves. "It's not a real rebellion. It's enough to let them understand that the afterlife is too long and they only have time to fight for the day."

The words fell.

The lotus leaves are blooming.

The beggar's chicken, just pulled out of the hot stone, was so hot that it was outrageous.

When you lift up a corner of the lotus leaf, the fragrance becomes a mist visible to the naked eye, making anyone who comes into contact with it drool.

Shen Qingyun held the chicken leg in his hand and twisted it gently. The gurgling sound of fat blew the horn for the chicken leg to be separated from the body.

"Brother Yong, try it."

"Well, that's not right. My brother cooks, so naturally he should eat first," Luo Yong waved his hand with a straight face, and directly picked up the beggar's chicken without the drumstick, "I'll just eat the leftovers."

Where is my knife?
Lian Zhan searched everywhere.

Mai Yi was not polite and stood up and said, "Brother Shen, I'll go buy a chicken."

"Haha," Chef Shen was very happy, and nodded at Zhishi, "Go and dig a little, maybe there are still a few."

Whizzing……

Ma Yi Lian Zhan turned into two puffs of smoke and went to grab it.

Because it was so delicious, Luo Yong made a humming sound while eating.

Shen Qingyun still had most of the chicken leg left, and only the chicken carcass was left in his hand.

Seeing that Ma Yi Lian Zhan had dug out two more, he no longer coveted them. While enjoying the fragrant and greasy aftertaste, he looked around the courtyard he was in.

This small house is located at the junction of the outer city and the inner city, and is unremarkable.

But now with Shen Qingyun and Beggar Chicken, it is naturally no longer ordinary.

After looking around for a while and finding nothing, he gave up the idea and asked, "Brother, what should we do next?"

"Everything will be fine from now on," Shen Qingyun said as he ate. "Once Shopkeeper Liu Yan delivers the three-legged egg, the preaching situation will at least be stable. Brother Lian and the others will also make arrangements for the group of people who have escaped from slavery..."

It sounds like Shen Qingyun has everything arranged in perfect order.

Luo Yong felt uncomfortable hearing this.

"Brother, these are trivial matters," he said in a serious tone, "that Bodhi seed is the real trouble. You may not be very sensitive, but I have sensed at least three times that he was spying on... you."

Shen Qingyun smiled and said, "We have visited him twice, but we didn't go into the dojo... If Brother Yong really wants to, can we go in once?"

I don't care about that. I just want to see the love-hate relationship between you and Skinny Guy.

Luo Yong smiled and nodded in agreement.

It's not that he instigated any mischief.

The difference between cultivators and physical practitioners is like heaven and earth.

"Bodhi can't do anything to me, but I might have to admit defeat to Brother Qingyun..."

To put it bluntly, the slap Shen Qingyun gave to Luo Shouzi was not in vain, he had considerable knowledge of it.

Before he could say a few words to encourage himself, a person suddenly appeared out of the gate.

The man with a mustache, triangular eyes and a tuft of hair on his cheeks was the manager who forced Sister Qu to sell stewed pork.

At this moment, he was twitching his nose wildly and looking inside.

As soon as he saw Shen Qingyun, his face immediately fell, and he turned around... but was blocked into the yard by Lei Gong Face.

"Hahaha." Seeing the steward, Luo Yong finally understood Shen Qingyun's intention and immediately stood up and bowed, "Since we're here... you still want to run away?"

Lei Gonglian had just arrived and didn't know what had happened, let alone who was in charge.

Hearing this, he slapped her in the face.

Snapped……

"Kneel down and obey!"

The manager was slapped in the face and didn't dare to move. He fell to his knees with a thud.

"My Lord, please spare my life. I know I am wrong. I..."

Shen Qingyun hurriedly stood up and walked over: "We are all friends, Manager He, please stand up quickly."

After half a stick of incense.

Everyone sat down and started eating chicken.

Manager He sat next to Shen Qingyun, as well-behaved as a young wife who was taken out by her husband to meet friends.

Her legs were clamped tightly together, and she didn't even dare to wipe the blood from her nose, her face turned red.

He felt resentment towards Shen Qingyun, and he could only feel resentment towards her.

Especially at this moment, seeing the only Marquis of Lu State willing to sit at the end and eat the chicken butt, he even said that he never liked chicken legs, but only chicken butt...

He then realized how large the number of people at the table was.

"They found me next door to my house. Today... can I still have a peaceful ending?"

Thinking of the sad things, tears began to fall.

Shen Qingyun then handed over the towel and said with a smile: "Manager He, it's not necessary. We are all men, so let's put things in perspective. Before, it was... No fight, no acquaintance. This time..."

"This is a counterattack," Luo Yongle said happily, "It's a way to deepen feelings, and we often use it."

Manager He could not sit still and was crying and trembling.

"My dear lords, I am willing to die for you. I only ask that you spare my life so that I can support my old mother at home..."

Shen Qingyun was surprised and said, "So, if the stewed pork shop is gone, Manager He will also lose his income, right?"

"No, no, no, there are still some insignificant industries..."

"What are they?"

Wait for me here?!

He Cong was struck by lightning and instantly wilted, but he dared not remain silent.

"There are also a sundry shop in the city, three butcher shops, and I have some shares in them..."

"Then I'm relieved," Shen Qingyun smiled slightly, twisted a chicken leg and handed it to He Cong, "Manager He, have a try."

"Don't dare, don't dare..."

Thunder God Face cursed: "Don't eat the toast!"

"Little one, eat, little one, eat!"

Shen Qingyun said: "Manager He, please don't worry about eating it, it's not poisonous. Besides, I am not interested in your business. On the contrary, I have a business here. I wonder if Manager He is interested..."

A quarter of an hour later, He Cong crawled out of the courtyard, not caring about his mother next door, and ran all the way to the inner city.

"Brother, I'm really impressed," Luo Yong gave a thumbs up, "After all this trouble, it's all for food."

Shen Qingyun smiled and said, "Food is the most important thing for people, especially in this secular world. As long as the business is related to food, clothing, housing and transportation, pigs can make money."

"Haha," Luo Yong laughed, "Is this how your grandfather started his career?"

Shen Qingyun shook his head.

"What do you do?"

Shen Qingyun smiled and said, "I'll do anything."

Luo Yong bowed angrily: "I am superficial."

"Brother Shen," Lian Zhan asked tentatively, "Do you want to... plant a nail over there?"

Hearing this, Lei Gonglian’s ears perked up.

He was very curious about Shen Qingyun's bold move of giving away eggs and selling eggs on credit.

"I'm afraid there will be some other inspiration..."

"That's impossible," Shen Qingyun didn't say anything. Luo Yong shook his head and said, "He's just a temple keeper. He's not even a tool, let alone the temple keeper's nephew."

Shen Qingyun smiled and said, "Brother Yong is right. It's just a simple business. This person has experience and can do delivery work."

Do we believe this or not?

Lian Zhan couldn't help but look at Mai Yi, but saw Mai Yi was holding a chicken carcass to destroy the body, so he concealed his thoughts.

The chicken ate.

The deal is done.

Everyone left.

Lian Zhan and his companions returned to the Marquis' Mansion to sort out the data.

Shen Qingyun and Luo Yong went to the Taoist temple, ready to go deeper.

As a result, I was told at the last minute that Saint Master Bodhizi was in seclusion today and was preparing to make a big move in a few days.

"Brother Yong?"

"Don't ask me," Luo Yong frowned, "I don't know either, but if it's a big deal... brother, you have to take it seriously."

Shen Qingyun nodded: "Let's go to the mountain to have a look?"

"Row."

The so-called mountain is three hundred miles outside Qufu City.

The slaves, who were half full of stewed food, arrived at the destination in one day under the urging of Gongshu Bushang's speed talisman.

When the two men arrived, the slaves' research on rebellion had reached the point where they were looking for a military advisor.

Then Gongshu Bushang, dressed as a weak scholar, went up the mountain.

"Brother Ergou!"

"Haha, excuse me, brother. From now on, you will be the second in command of Ergou Mountain!"

"Ergou, what about me?"

"San Gou is naturally the third in command!"

……

Listening to the slaves' conversation, Luo Yong looked down at Ergou Mountain.

"The location is well chosen. The front mountain is easy to defend but difficult to attack. The back mountain is steeper. The mountainside..." He pointed at the mountainside and said, "The land is flat and can be cultivated. We are self-sufficient... but there is too much rain."

How can you tell that it is raining?
Shen Qingyun stared for a long time and pointed to the sky: "Brother Yong is talking about... this cloudy day?"

"Yeah," Luo Yong nodded, "It's been cloudy these past few days, and there's no wind. It should have rained the day before yesterday, but... I'm afraid it was a heavy rainstorm."

Even if it's Brother Yong, you can't talk nonsense, right?

Shen Qingyun squinted his eyes and looked at the sky. After a long while, he shook his head and said, "Brother Yong, there is no rain."

"Brother, you..." Luo Yong asked in surprise, "You have quite a wide range of interests, huh?"

Shen Qingyun smiled and said, "It's a family tradition. I often see this kind of cloud, but I've never seen it come down before."

Luo Yong was speechless. After a while, he prepared himself mentally and said sincerely, "Brother, as a cultivator, you have a long life span, so you naturally have more skills. This heaven-observing skill is a must-learn skill for beginners... It's considered the most basic heaven-human connection. Do you understand this?"

"Yeah, yeah, I understand. Brother Yong, please continue."

"Okay," Luo Yong said, raising his palm and tapping his other four fingers with his thumb, "As the saying goes, Haizi represents water..."

"Brother Yong, what is Haizi?"

Luo Yong froze and turned his head in shock. Seeing his brother's clear eyes, he felt a sudden pain in his heart.

So what my brother said means he only understands the opening remarks?
"I was also thinking of going blind and telling him this!"

Taking a deep breath, he forced a smile: "Nothing, where was I just talking about?"

"Brother Yong said it was raining heavily..."

"Haha, I'm talking nonsense. There's no such thing as a heavy rainstorm!"

Two Dog Mountain.

There were not only thousands of slaves.

Sister Qu and her son were also arranged to go in and be responsible for cooking for the slaves.

Seeing that the people arranged by Lei Gonglian were mixing in the group of slaves and guiding them in an orderly manner, Shen Qingyun felt relieved... "Hey, brother, why don't you go and see your cheap son?"

Shen Qingyun ran very fast: "With this time, I can already prepare the brain pot!"

When he heard there was something delicious, Luo Yong's eyes lit up and he ran after him.

Inside the dojo.

Bodhizi was flipping through the book, quite seriously.

An hour passed before he closed the last volume and looked at the temple priest lying on the ground.

"The hydrology of Qufu over the past three hundred years is all here?"

"Reply, reply to Saint Master, the Three Kingdoms were at war one after another, and some of it may have been cut off or lost, but most of it is here."

Bodhizi was a little dissatisfied.

On second thought...

"I have my own way to defy the will of heaven. I am only doing this to be safe and sound..."

If we place all our hopes on the hydrological records of mortals, wouldn't it be a joke if it got out?

After thinking for a while, he asked calmly, "What does the Imperial Observatory of Lu think?"

The temple keeper smiled flatteringly and replied, "Let the Holy Master know. Last night, the director of the Imperial Observatory came to offer incense and we chatted for a while. He said that it would rain intermittently, but it would rain for a full five days."

Light rain?

I'm asking unnecessary questions too.

"Well, just think of it as buying insurance. After all, it's drizzling..." Bodhizi raised his head, looking through the roof of the temple and directly at the sky, with a disgusted look on his face, "This day is really not serious."

After discussing the important matters, Bodhizi began to ask about preaching.

Now the temple keeper couldn't laugh anymore.

"Replying to Saint Master, the other party has not sent a single egg in the past few days, but..."

“There are more and more people?”

"Holy, Holy Master is very perceptive..."

"Humph!"

It is unnecessary for Bodhizi to ask this question.

In just a few days, the power of incense on his side has not increased but decreased. It was not much to begin with, but now he can name them accurately.

After thinking about it, he couldn't help but ask: "What do you mortals think?"

The temple keeper was stunned for a moment and stammered, "Maybe, just for fun?"

Bodhizi waved his hand to chase them away.

"Fun... Oh, life is full of suffering, and you use fun to preach..."

He wanted to sneer, but then he thought of the Journey to the West that he had gone to see yesterday, and he seemed to be thinking about it, and then he gritted his teeth.

"If the Buddhism in it is changed into Western religion, what a powerful tool for preaching it would be... Damn it, writing my Bodhi seed like that!"

But as long as I pray for rain and perform miracles...

"It will definitely decide the outcome in one game!"

Three days passed like this.

Ergoushan has already started a literacy campaign and has ventured into body casting.

On the side of Lei Gong's face, he is not worried about the debts and is chatting and laughing with his believers, focusing on harmony.

Shen Qingyun prepared five or six kinds of inexpensive and delicious food, and fed Brother Yong while teaching Sister Qu how to fish.

Manager He became Shen Qingyun's partner and was responsible for delivering goods to Ergou Mountain.

It can't be said that he makes a fortune every day, but the income is so high that he wants to call me dad.

In addition to accompanying him to eat, play and relax, Luo Yong also stared at the gloomy sky, feeling worried.

"Brother Yong is worried?"

"Ah, no no no..."

But it's too perfunctory.

After thinking for a while, Luo Yong asked, "When will my brother go to Chu and Han?"

"It's not the right time yet," Shen Qingyun did not hide it, "Your Majesty once said that there is a secret place east of Chu and Han, which will not be opened for a month or so. I will go there then."

Luo Yong had no interest in any secret realm, but he felt a little emotional.

"Brother, you are waiting for the secret realm to open. How far in the future will the heavy rain come from me..."

Seeing Shen Qingyun eating with relish, he hesitated for a moment and ultimately said nothing.

He has figured it out these few days.

"I guess the Bodhi seed was waiting for this heavy rain..."

The more counterintuitive something is, the more capable you are if you can come up with it.

Looking up, he saw that there were probably more than ten layers of clouds in the sky. Luo Yong didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Where does Qingyun get the confidence to say he can't come down?"

So, taking it all into consideration...

"Brother, brother, you are now facing a two-on-one situation!"

The idea was so inhuman that Luo Yong couldn't help but touch his nose, but he was also disappointed.

"I didn't expect that before my brother could beat Bodhizi, Bodhizi and I beat him up first..."

Thinking of this, he felt guilty and hurriedly pushed the untouched bowl in front of him to Shen Qingyun.

"Brother, you can eat this beef with legs crossed."

"Ah, Brother Yong doesn't like beef?"

For my brother's sake, I can dislike it!
Luo Yong swallowed and shook his head again.

The two of them ate and drank for a while, and the sound of hurried footsteps came closer and closer.

"Master Shen, Master Luo, something terrible is happening..."

"How can you talk like that?" Luo Yong stood up in dissatisfaction, "Don't disturb my brother from eating beef. Let's go out and talk if you have anything to say!"

Ok?
Doesn’t Brother Yong stay away from cause and effect?
Shen Qingyun watched him leave in confusion, unable to figure out what was going on. He continued eating his beef, planning to ask again after he was done.

"What's the matter?"

"It's that Bodhisatta..."

"Pray for rain?"

"Luo, Master Luo knows everything?"

Luo Yong sighed secretly, and instead of answering, he asked, "What is the reaction in the city?"

Lei Gong said anxiously: "There is almost no one here!"

Think about it too.

You can watch fun every day.

How many times in life can you pray for rain?

Luo Yong looked up at the sky.

"If I can't get this down, I'll tell Qingyun... I was once thin too!"

When Shen Qingyun came out, Lei Gong Lian was pacing on the spot, and Luo Yong was gone.

"My Lord, where is Brother Yong?"

"Ah...Brother Yong went to Ergou Mountain."

"Something happened at Ergou Mountain?"

"It is said that Chen Youliang found another father in the mountains..."

Is there such a good thing?
Shen Qingyun asked hurriedly: "Has it been implemented?"

What is Mr. Shen’s reaction?
Lei Gong was confused and said, "I, I don't know either... Oh, if Master Luo said he can go, that's fine..."

"I wonder why Brother Yong is so concerned about this..."

Shen Qingyun rolled his eyes, turned around and walked in, took two steps and then walked back, grinning and saying, "My Lord, could you please help me spread a rumor first?"

After working together to deceive Shen Qingyun, Lei Gong Lian also rushed to Bodhizi's temple in a hurry.

Inside the temple, there was total silence among the believers kneeling on the ground.

Outside the temple, common people were kneeling on the ground, silent as a mouse.

Seeing this scene, Lei Gong breathed a sigh of relief, walked to Luo Yong's side, stood on tiptoe and looked over.

Luo Yong narrowed his eyes and looked at the Bodhi seeds on the high platform in the center of the temple.

"Although the Tao is unfamiliar, it can trigger the time and cause quantitative changes..."

He didn't care whether his opponent cheated or not and continued to look up at the sky.

In the sky, dark clouds were covering the city.

"Even a blind person can sense the signs of a coming storm..."

Luo Yong sighed.

Lei Gonglian waited for a long time and couldn't help asking, "Master Luo, it hasn't started yet?"

Luo Yong was silent for a long time, then nodded and said, "Well, the third prayer for rain has not started yet."

Lei Gonglian nodded, turned around and continued to look, then turned back after a while, looking confused.

"the third time?"

"Well, it's about to begin."

On the high platform.

Bodhi seeds sitting cross-legged.

There is a circle of illusory lotus under the buttocks.

Unlike the Golden Lotus Throne used for preaching in the past, the lotus today is blue when praying for rain, and it looks like there are bubbles coming out of it due to the excess water.

Bodhizi's face, however, was faintly green.

The Dafangdeng Dayun Sutra for praying for rain!
Full version!

Twice!
The opponent didn't do anything bad!
There is no way to pray for rain!
"What a joke!"

After roaring silently for a while, Bodhizi opened his golden eyes and glanced calmly at the believers below. Then he looked up at the sky, and there was even more piety on his face.

When the temple keeper saw this state, he was so moved that he burst into tears. He turned around and shouted, "The Holy Master is so pious in praying for rain. You believers, why don't you pray to the heavens quickly!"

The believers’ professional skills were very poor. They did not know how to recite scriptures and could only kowtow continuously.

After fooling around somehow, Bodhizi took a deep breath and looked determined.

"It looks like it's going to rain today!"

I still don’t believe it!
Close your eyes.

chanting.

"All the wonderful golden jeweled garlands are hidden in the sea of ​​clouds of the lion throne.

The sea of ​​clouds of the lion throne that contains all the brilliant and colorful treasures.

All the blue Mani Jambu-dalam-colored wonderful lotus treasures, the lion throne sea of ​​clouds.

All Mani Lamps, Lotus Treasury, Lion Throne, Sea of ​​Clouds.

……

"

Finished reciting.

Get up.

Leave.

The clouds are clearing.

sunrise.

Lei Gong's eyes were straight, looking at the Sun Star, muttering: "Did he, did he ask for the opposite?"

Luo Yong also felt the sun was blinding, and sighed, "He might be asking for sex." (End of this chapter)