70|Golden Statue of Mangan will bury the bitter child

Xie Ren said, “Call him at once.”

Fengxin put together the two fingers of his right hand, and put them against his temples, and went to communicate with Muqi. Over there, Qi Rong spat: “So it’s from that corner of Yong’an, it’s true that poor people come out of bad water. If you are poor, can you rob the money of the immortals?”

Lang Ying said, “Then I won’t rob. I will now worship this god that you have offered, I will kneel and kowtow to him and beg him to give me money to save the lives of people in my hometown, will he save us?”

Qi Rong choked for a moment, and muttered in his heart that if he said he would, this person would not be able to climb up the ladder and run away with the money in his arms, right? So he said, “His Royal Highness is an immortal, immortals are busy dying, you people who have time to care!”

Hearing this, Lang Ying slowly nodded his head and said, “I don’t think it’s going to work. It’s not like we haven’t worshipped and begged, but isn’t it useless at all? The damned will still die.”

Xie Ren’s heart shook, and a Taoist drank: “You, this person, saying such disrespectful words in the temple, are you not afraid of being condemned by the heavenly beings!”

Lang Ying, however, said, “It doesn’t matter. Surrendering is surrendering. Already not afraid that he won’t save the day, but still afraid of him smiting?”

Qi Rong waved his hand, a group of waiting attendants swarmed up, surrounded the youth punching and kicking. Feng Xin was in the middle of it, neutralizing the strength of their punches and kicks, so although Lang Ying looked like he was being pressed and beaten, he was blank and did not dodge, only occasionally raising his hand to protect the bag on his back. Qi Rong grabbed a handful of melon seeds, while high, shaking his legs, said: “Fight, give the king a hard fight!” What a complete villainous demeanor. Hearing his self-proclaimed name, Lang Ying looked up suddenly and said, “You’re the king? What king? Do you live in the palace? Can you see the king of the country?”

Chi Rong casually sprayed, “I am your grandfather! You still expect to see His Majesty, the State Lord? His Majesty has a lot of work to do day in and day out, who has time for you.”

Lang Ying craned his neck and asked obstinately, “Why don’t you have time for me? The Immortals don’t care about me, neither does His Majesty, so who does care about me? Who should I go to? Does the State Lord know that many people have died in Yongan? Do the people in the Imperial City know? If they do, why would they throw the money in the water rather than give it to us?”

Chi Rong heatedly sneered, “Our money, love how to spend how to spend, that is, throw it to hit the water does not interfere with other people’s ass, why should we share it with you? You poor you have reason?”

Although there was some truth to this, it really wasn’t appropriate to say it at this time. Xie Ren was about to think of a way to seal Qi Rong’s mouth when a black shirted teenager hurriedly turned out from the back of the hall and said, “What has Your Highness summoned me for?”

Xie Ren beckoned, “Mu情 you come quickly. In the prayers you’ve received these days, have you heard any news about the Yongan drought?”

Muyi was also stunned and said, “I haven’t heard about it.”

Feng Xin said offhandedly in his busy schedule, “How could there not be? All the refugees over there have fled the disaster and fled here!”

His tone was too certain, causing Mu Ai’s face to stiffen a bit, and he said stiffly, “I’m telling the truth, indeed I didn’t. Do you mean could it be that I intentionally knowingly failed to report? Then did you receive it? If there are really Yongan people praying to go to drought, the Prince Palace is a single month where I’m on duty, and a double month where you’re on duty, it’s not like all the drought related prayers are clustered together in a single month, and you’re not aware of it at all.”

Feng Xin froze, thought about it and said, “I didn’t say you did it on purpose. You think too much.”

Hearing that they seemed to be about to start another verbal argument, Xie Ren made a “pause” gesture with a headache and said, “Okay, Feng Xin didn’t mean it. Stop it right now.”

The two immediately stopped talking and did not argue. It so happened that Qi Rong finally got tired of watching his men beat Lang Ying, took a small bag and put the melon shells in it, and said, “Drag this thieving thief to the prison and lock him up.” The attendants said, “Yes, sir!” Several people set up Lang Ying. Xie Ren said, “Let’s solve the immediate problem first, save this man and I’ll ask him properly about Yongan.”

Mu Qi eased her color and cautiously said, “How does Your Highness want to resolve this? You must not manifest your spirit at will.”

After ascension, Xie Ren can not understand a rule, is this. The magistrate said that he wanted to help the people, but he had to hold his position above all living beings, and could not show his spirit at will, which made him very annoyed from time to time, as his hands were tied. Fortunately, Xie Ren also has a lot of countermeasures, he did not think, head, out of a push. The people in front of him realized that the shadow on the ground was swaying, and they turned around in confusion. The next moment, Qi Rong screamed miserably, “Cousin Prince–“

With this hand, Xie Ren had actually pushed down his idol!

The sword and flower, gentle and handsome gold statue will tilt not tilt, slowly to the side crooked. Qi Rong, with a face as if she had seen her own mother hanging and kicking the stool, completely disregarded Lang Ying, and ran over to the statue of the gods to hold on to his thighs, tenaciously holding on, tearing his lungs out and saying, “What are you losers waiting for! Quickly help me hold him up! Don’t let Cousin Prince fall! He can’t fall!!!”

He tore his heart out, but Xie Ren looked calm and collected as he brushed past him and stepped out of the Crown Prince’s Palace, Feng Xin and Mu情 simply cracked their faces. Only after a long time did Feng Xin say, “Your Highness! That’s your idol!”

Rather like this kind of thing, the omen is not good, more or less will be a bit taboo. This kind of oneself pushed their own god statue a hand of the magistrate, can really unheard of, the three worlds oddball. Xie Ren said: ”It’s just a big pile of gold. Not so their attention won’t be diverted. You guys go and press that golden statue, don’t let them draw back, I’ll go and meet this person.”

Although Feng Xin and Mu Yi were speechless, they could only obey the order and stood next to the idol, and one person stretched out a finger to press against the idol. They only need to make this amount of force, it is enough, the number of people make use of eat|milk strength can not help up, can only be barely stiff, gritted his teeth, “…… is worthy of the real gold, the catty is really enough!”

Lang Ying, who was sitting outside, saw that the group of people no longer cared about him, stared at the golden statue for a while, stood up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, and ran out with his traveling bag on his back. Xie Ren followed him, waiting for him to run out for a while, into a lush forest, looking around, before sitting under a tree and resting. Xie Ren then hid behind a tree, casually pinched a trick and took on the form of a white-clothed Xiao Dao.

After transforming his form, he looked up and down to make sure there were no cracks, flung out his duster, and was wondering how to appear without being abrupt, when he saw Lang Ying squatting to the edge of a puddle next to a tree, burying his head and using both hands to dig a hole in the ground.

“……”

This young man’s palms were wide, and when he shoveled down with one palm, it was wide and deep, and the soil flew when he plowed the pit, as if he were a lean black wolf dog. Xie Ren was wondering why he suddenly dug a pit, but saw him wipe the soil on his pants, then scooped a handful of water in a puddle with his hand and brought it to his mouth.

Seeing this, Xie Ren couldn’t hide anymore and hurriedly walked out, stopping his hand, taking a water bottle from his sleeve and handing it to him.

Lang Ying has already contained a mouthful of water in the puddle, bulging cheeks swallowed, looking at the sudden appearance of this little Taoist, not strange, and do not excuse themselves, took it and drank, gulp gulp gulp gulp gulp gulp gulp gulp gulp gulp gulp gulp gulp gulp gulp gulp all of them. Drink before saying, “Thank you.”

Since he had already appeared out of nowhere, Xie Ren didn’t bother with any natural introductory remarks. He flung his duster as fairy-like and trustworthy as possible and said, “This friend, where have you come from and where are you going?”

Lang Ying said, “We came from Lang’er Bay in Yong’an City and were supposed to go to the palace. Now I’ve changed my mind and won’t go.”

Xie Ren was stunned and said, “Us?”

Lang Ying nodded and said, “Us. Me, and my son.”

Xie Ren became more and more confused, but a slight layer of coldness rose in his heart. Only to see Lang Ying unzip the traveling bag on his back and open it, saying, “My son.”

Wrapped in the traveling bag on his back was actually the body of a small child!!!!

The toddler was extremely small in stature, appearing to be no more than two or three years old, with a yellowish color, cheeks concave underneath, a few sparse and yellowish fine hairs plastered on his head, and some prickly heat. The little face was stifled into a strange expression, it looked like it was going to cry, it was hard to cry. His eyes were closed, but his mouth was open, but he couldn’t make a sound anymore.

Xie Ren’s pupils suddenly narrowed and his mind was too shaken to speak. No wonder he had been feeling that this youth had a divine aura that was out of place. It was impossible to say where it was strange, it just didn’t feel like a normal person. Speaking and doing things, it was as if he completely disregarded the consequences, charging across the board without regard for the head or the tail. Now it seems that this person, where are the consequences that still need to be considered?

Lang Ying finished showing him his son and wrapped the child back up, carefully tucking in the edges. Looking at his focused expression movement, Xie Ren’s heart was a hard time. It was the first time he saw the body of such a small child, stuttering, “How did you …… your son die?”

Lang Ying carried his traveling bag and said blankly, “How did …… I die? Thirsty, hungry, and sick, it seems like a little bit of everything.”

He scratched his head and said, “When I first carried him out of Yongan, he would still cough a few times and call out to me from behind, father ah father ah. Then he slowly stopped coughing. Then he didn’t cough anymore, so I thought he was asleep. When I found something to eat and tried to call him up, he didn’t get up.”

The boy turned out to have died on the run.

Lang Ying shook his head and said, “I don’t know how to take care of small children. My wife is going to curse me to death if she finds out my son died.”

After a moment of silence, he added, “I’d so like my wife to still scold me.”

His look is always flat, like a dead tree, black pool, can not be surprised half a point of vitality and waves. Xie Ren throat a burst of tightening, half a long time, whispered: “You …… you …… buried it.”

Lang Ying nodded and said, “Hmm. I want to pick a better place, this is good, there are trees to block the sun and water. I’ll go back when I’m done burying. Thanks for the water.”

He coughed a few times and bent down again, continuing to dig the pit with his hands. Xie Ren, however, muttered, “No. You don t thank me …… don t thank me, no.”

At this time, the wind letter and Mu love also arrived, the two see this side of a digging a pit a daze, are puzzled. Xie Ren is not in the mood to say more, sparingly repeated a few sentences, and only half a day later remembered that just giving water is not enough, this person still has to go back to Yongan, so he put his hand into his sleeve, and after a long time of touching it, he finally fished out something and handed it to him, “This you take away.”

Lang Ying stopped moving and took a closer look at the object in his hand. It was a crimson bead that was less than the size of a fingernail, with a lustrous, smooth and flowing color that was so magnificent that it was shocking. Even if he didn’t know what it was, just by looking at it, he knew that this small object must be worth a lot of money.

This was the only remaining one of the pair of red coral bead earrings that Xie Ren wore during the Shangyuan Sacrificial Heavenly Tour three years ago. Mu Qi could be considered impressed with this bead, and at first glance, his face changed slightly. Lang Ying didn’t excuse himself, he seemed as if any etiquette or concerns that a normal person should have were gone, and reached out to take it, saying, “Many thanks.”

He carefully stowed the bead in his belt, removed the traveling bag from his back, gently placed it in the pit, and said, “Father will be back to see you soon.”

When he finished speaking, he used his hands and solemnly pushed the dirt up to cover the cloth bag. Xie Ren covered his forehead and closed his eyes. After a while, the young man took a big step inside, Feng Xin was surprised: “Your Highness, what is he burying here? He said ‘father’? Is this a buried person?”

Mu Qing was concerned about something else and said: ”Your Highness, I just went to check it out and got things straightened out. Yongan side was not rich, the palace temple repair less, and the Taoist temple over there seems to have a local regulation, not offering people are not allowed to go into the palace to worship, so go to the Prince’s Palace are rich people, and the poor people who are affected by the disaster, will not go at all ……”

Xie Ren didn’t reply, and said in a deep voice, “You guys, go to Yongan, and see what’s going on. I, go see the State Master and ask what’s going on.”

His face was unprecedentedly unsightly, and the second attendant didn’t dare to be careless, answering in unison and immediately moving off. And Xie Ren turned around and ran in the direction of Tai Cang Mountain.

By the looks of it, Yongan’s disaster, I’m afraid it’s only big. However, even if he couldn’t hear the sound of prayers, the imperial palace side, it was impossible not to know!