Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 446: Good people will have their own merits

This night is a long night for Tu Tu Gong and the ghosts of the cemetery, as well as for the entire Maotan Village people.

The early morning sun shines on the earth, and people in Maotan Village wake up one after another. Liao Daqiu and his wife straighten up from the bed, feeling sore in their backs.

"Hey...hey, I said the child's father, I didn't sleep well last night, I was dreaming in the middle of the night..."

Halfway through her words, the woman suddenly stopped talking, got out of bed, took a kettle and drank some water before continuing.

"I dreamed that I was sleeping on the battlefield. There were shouts of killing everywhere, as if two armies were fighting fiercely, but I couldn't get up. I couldn't open my eyes even if I wanted to. My eyes were so burning."

After hearing what his wife said, Liao Daqiu immediately became excited.

"Me, me, it's the same. I can't open my eyes, but I can feel the killings all around. It's really scary!"

"Did you dream about it too?"

The wife was surprised.

"Yes!"

The two looked at each other after getting excited, and then quickly put on their clothes.

When Liao Daqiu opened the door after cleaning up, he saw his neighbor Lao Zhang hurriedly ran to his house.

"Old Liao, Old Liao! Let me tell you, I had a dream last night. I dreamed that there was a war going on around our village. The sound of killing was so loud that I couldn't open my eyes. I felt terrible! Not only My wife and I also dreamed about it, and so did Lao Liu and his family!"

Liao Daqiu swallowed his saliva and hurriedly took a few steps out.

"Lao Zhang, to tell you the truth, my child and I also had the same dream. We couldn't see it but we could hear it. It was like there was a war going on around us. I felt like a dead corpse... Ah, bah, bah, I mean, I feel like I’m dead in sleep!”

Lao Zhang subconsciously took a few steps closer, looked at Liao Daqiu, and asked in a lowered voice.

"Old Liao, do you think it's the ghosts in the cemetery who fought the plague last night?"

Liao Daqiu looked at the direction of the cemetery and nodded subconsciously.

“You can’t tell!”

Then the two vaguely heard the noise in the village getting louder and louder. After getting up, the villagers were telling each other about the terrible dreams last night. After saying this, everyone realized that except for a few people who slept extremely hard, most of them Most people have a similar dream.

Some people can only hear their voices but not see their people, but they cannot open their eyes but know they are on the battlefield. Some people can open their eyes a little bit. Of course, this little bit is not enough to see anything, but they can see the green color. The faint light and a large number of chaotic figures rushed together in dazzling footsteps.

Everyone is not a fool. This situation does not need to be explained too clearly. Everyone can think of the battle flags and weapons that were burned to the ghosts of the cemetery some time ago, and the ghosts and the earth gods entrusted to Liao Da respectively. Qiu and the old village chief’s dream.

Many people in Maotan Village didn't even bother to eat breakfast. They walked around the village several times, but they didn't see any traces of the battlefield. Instead, they saw two strangers.

When Liao Daqiu and the old village chief took seven or eight village men to the outside of the tomb, they saw two men in white shirts and one in blue robes standing outside looking at the tomb. After hearing the footsteps, he looked back at the villagers in Maotan Village, but there was no look of surprise on their faces.

"Hello everyone, I'm trying to figure out fate!"

"I am Chang Yi!"

Ji Yuan bowed his hands slightly toward the villagers, and Chang Yi, of course, saluted in the same way.

These two people seemed to be knowledgeable at first glance, and their behavior was even more polite. Of course, the people of Maotan Village did not dare to neglect them. Under the leadership of the old village chief, they quickly returned the courtesy.

"I wonder where you two are from, and why are you here in Maotan Village?"

Ji Yuan smiled.

"We came quite far away. I heard that someone here has built a cemetery for the remains on the roadside, so I came here to see the person who built the cemetery. I wonder who initiated it?"

Everyone in Maotan Village looked at Liao Daqiu, who hesitated before standing up and speaking.

"Well, I initiated the cemetery, but our village also organized this matter together. Without the help of the villagers over the years, how could I have built such a cemetery? Even the corpse cannot be left alone. It’s okay to move.”

Ji Yuan nodded.

"Indeed, you are so noble!"

"Uh-huh, don't you dare!"

"How can we not, we are also accumulating virtue!" "Yes, yes!"

The people in the village felt a little embarrassed when they were given such a simple compliment. Of course they were happy in their hearts. These two people looked like they were knowledgeable. In their hearts, the words of a knowledgeable person carry great weight. different.

"By the way, since you two are from far away, it's not a good time to come to Dahe County at this time. You don't know..."

Liao Daqiu subconsciously looked at the tomb again before facing Ji Yuan and Chang Yi.

"Recently, there seems to be a plague in our county and neighboring counties. This is not a trivial disease. It can be dangerous if you contract it. Are you still running here at this time?"

Chang Yi breathed out a shallow breath, shook his head slightly and then spoke.

"Yes, there is a plague, but it's not the Dahe County and adjacent counties you mentioned. If we really calculate carefully, the number of counties and towns in this plague-ravaged place is probably close to a hundred. ..."

"Ah!?" "Nearly a hundred?"

"Oh my God!" "It's all a plague?"

"Is this...is this possible?"

The people in Maotan Village were obviously frightened by the numbers Chang Yi said. Many of them rarely leave their Dahe County, and the farthest they go is probably the next county. Although the number of nearly a hundred includes Counties also include towns, but just thinking about it makes it a very large area.

While the villagers were astonished, Ji Yuan looked at Liao Daqiu and saw that his energy was rising and his blood was not weak. Although his appearance of merit was not obvious, it was still much better than those around him.

"It's so early in the morning that the two gentlemen haven't had breakfast. Although our village is poor, it's still hospitable. Why don't you two go into the village and have breakfast together?"

"Yes, yes, come and sit in our village!" "Yes, yes, tell us about what's going on outside. What's going on with this plague outside?"

"Yes, yes, yes, tell me about the outside world!"

The old village chief's proposal was immediately approved by everyone. Ji Yuan and Chang Yi looked at each other, and the former nodded in thanks.

"Thank you for your kindness, then we won't bother you!"

"No interruption, no interruption, gentlemen please!"

The group of people walked around the village and found no traces of the battlefield, and it was impossible to keep looking for them, so they welcomed Ji Yuan and Chang Yi into the village.

On the way, naturally someone couldn't help but tell Ji Yuan and the two about the dream entrusted to them by the ghost at the cemetery, as well as the dreams of almost the whole village last night, and wanted to ask the two intellectuals for interpretation of their dreams.

Ji Yuan and Chang Yi pretended to think about it, and told the villagers directly that this was probably true, and good people were rewarded. Their good deeds in the past had prevented disasters today, which made the people of Maotan Village very happy.

About a quarter of an hour later, in the small courtyard of the Liao family, Ji Yuan and Chang Yi each held a large flower bowl and sat close to each other on small stools.

The bowl was full of rice porridge with a lot of pickles on top. It was considered breakfast for the two of them. Liao Daqiu was also sitting opposite eating, while his wife and children were sitting on the threshold of the kitchen.

Ji Yuan picked up the pickles with chopsticks and deftly scraped the porridge to eat. He ate it with relish, which reminded him of the first time he left Ning'an County and ate porridge on a small boat in the waterway.

Chang Yi held the bowl with a fresh look on his face, looked at Ji Yuan and then at himself. He was very curious about trying the pickles to make porridge. He had lived on Xianxia Island since he could remember, although he didn't have any common sense. None, but it was the first time for me to eat porridge with pickles at Baixin's house, especially since most of the porridge was made from cold rice yesterday.

"Hiss...hiss..."

The sight of Ji Yuan eating porridge made Lao Liao feel a lot more relaxed. He was worried that he would not be well served before, so he wanted to cook two eggs. Last time he made soup with rice, he killed the old hen at home. The eggs were gone, and there were many neighbors. in this way.

After drinking more than half of the bowl of hot rice porridge, Ji Yuan slowed down a bit and started chatting with Liao Daqiu, whom he knew well.

"By the way, I heard that Brother Liao has a son who is serving in the army outside, and you and your wife are always worried about you. If it is convenient, can you talk to Ji about this?"

Ji Yuan suddenly mentioned this matter, which surprised Liao Daqiu.

"Uh, who did Mr. Ji listen to?"

Liao Daqiu remembered that the two gentlemen did not know anyone in the village when they came here. On the way here, they mostly talked about the cemetery and the dreams of the villagers last night. How come they suddenly heard about his eldest son joining the army? ?

"Haha, the landowner from this land entrusted me with a dream!"

Ji Yuan said this with a smile.

‘Ouch! ’

Hearing Ji Yuan's words, a short, crooked figure couldn't help but smile knowingly in a corner outside Liao Daqiu's courtyard, but he didn't dare to get too close.

People in Maotan Village have experienced this kind of dreaming a few times recently. When Ji Yuan said this, Liao Daqiu immediately believed it, but originally, there was nothing wrong with it, it just aroused some sentimentality.

"Hey... the eldest son Liao Zhengbao has been on the war for nine years. There has been no news in the past nine years. Several soldiers from the same batch have returned, and they all said they don't know what happened. Hey... I hope A Bao is still alive..."

When he said this, Liao Daqiu himself had no confidence, and the woman over there was also sighing silently.

"Well, Ji is proficient in some divination techniques. If Brother Liao doesn't mind it, why don't you tell me your son's birthday and the date of his expedition, so that I can tell your son's fortune?"

The old Liao family didn’t know how many times they had calculated their eldest son’s fate. Basically, every time it was unpredictable, or it was nonsense like saying he would survive a disaster and become rich, but with good intentions, he nodded. promise.

"There is nothing wrong with it, my son was born in..."

Liao Daqiu said, looking for Shuyuan www. zhaoshuyuan.com Ji Yuan put down his chopsticks and retracted his sleeves to calculate carefully, while Chang Yi beside him squinted his eyes slightly and restrained himself, obviously he was also doing calculations.

Seeing this scene from a distance, even if the land fair trader couldn't tell whether the two immortals were casting spells or even a trace of immortal aura, but asking about the birthday of Liao Zhengbao was definitely helping him calculate Liao Zhengbao's luck.

'It's unbelievable that the Liao family has such good fortune, and the two immortals worked together to divine fortune for them. Based on this alone, the Liao family will be superior to ghosts in the underworld in the future! ’

On the other side, as soon as Liao Daqiu finished speaking, Ji Yuan and Chang Yi stopped their calculations, looked at each other and nodded slightly.

"Mr. Ji, he is indeed alive!"

"Yes, still alive!"

Liao Daqiu and the woman were slightly startled when they heard this, and their hands holding the porridge bowls were slightly trembling. The two gentlemen used affirmative sentences instead of being vague like the fortune tellers in the past.

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