The word "trouble" is of course the word "no" is avoided. The fragile Gaojia Village cannot withstand the tossing.

Li Daoxuan was planning to wake up Gao Yiye and ask her to pass the message on her behalf.

At this moment, another person climbed up on the city wall, Thirty-two. He reached out and patted Gao Chuwu's shoulder, signaling him not to speak, and then opened his throat and shouted to Wang Er outside the city wall:

Hero Wang, our Gaojia Village is grateful for your kindness. If you rebel and rebellion, you will be hunted down by the government troops. I am afraid that you will die in the world. If our Gaojia Village takes over these two trucks of food, life will not be better.

, Without these two trucks of food, life will not be worse, that is, dispensable things. But these two trucks of food are the capital of the world of destiny for you, and it is of great significance. It is better for you to keep them.

This is called [use everything for the best use].”

Li Daoxuan smiled in his heart: This guy is okay. With this thirty-two, he can worry less.

After hearing what Thirty Er said, Wang Er couldn't help but hesitate. Another rebel leader named Zhong Guangdao, who was rebelling with him, whispered: "Brother Wang, this person makes sense. Gaojiamura

Since you can give you a bunch of flour, it means they don’t lack food, and we will go to the mountains next, but there is really a shortage of food."

Another leader of the rebel army, Zheng Yanfu, also said: "Brother Wang, it is not too late to repay the kindness of our gratitude after we have gained a foothold. Look at the current situation in Gaojia Village, they clearly don't want to have anything to do with us."

Wang Er thought about it carefully and understood that Gaojia Village did not dare to take his own food.

He was also a neat man, so he was no longer worried. He hugged his fists at the city wall and shouted: "Since that's the case, then I, Wang Er, will leave now. I owe Gaojia Village a love, Wang Er will always remember it.

”

After saying that, he waved: "Let's go!"

When Thirty-two saw that he was about to leave, he suddenly spoke: "Hello Wang!"

Wang Er stopped and turned around.

Thirty-two sighed and asked in a long tone: "What's the current female family of the rich and wealthy families in the county?"

Wang Er froze, as if he was hit by lightning. After a few seconds, he turned around and shook two very unhappy eyes at Zhong Guangdao and Zheng Yanfu beside him, and then turned around and faced him.

Thirty-two hugged his fists, then turned around and left.

It took less time to disappear into the night.

Li Daoxuan saw that the direction they were now was the direction they had withdrawn after they came to steal water last time. There should be a Wangjia Village there, and I don’t know how far away they are from Gaojia Village.

After a brief hustle and bustle, Gaojia Village returned to tranquility.

Thirty-two pulled Gao Chuwu and got off the city wall. Behind them, a large number of villagers had gathered. Wang Er's shouting just now woke up a lot of people, but they dared not go up to the city wall.

several.

Thirty-two began to complain to the villagers: "Although your Gaojia Village has a city wall, it is unprepared. There is no arrangement for people who hold shifts at night. It's okay for Wang Er to come this time, but he opened his voice.

Wake us up and talk. If another thief comes, quietly throws out his flying claws and rushes into the wall, won’t we even know how to die if we die?"

His complaint was actually what Li Daoxuan wanted to complain about.

The village chief stood up and shook his head and said, "Stay on guard at night. There must be lanterns. Although our village is small, if we build a circle of lanterns around the city wall, there will be dozens. Where can we get this lamp oil?"

Thirty-two frowned, and this was reasonable, but he immediately laughed and scolded: "You are so heart-wrenching? This Gaojia Village is protected by the gods. Tomorrow, we will kneel together and face the sky well."

Bye bye, won’t the oil come?”

The villagers thought carefully: "Yes! Lord God likes to give food to everyone in the early morning. If everyone knelt down and kowtowed to him and begged, maybe they would be able to ask for some oil."

Li Daoxuan felt quite funny when he saw them like this. Why should he wait until tomorrow morning? I can give you some fuel now.

I walked into my kitchen, brought a large bucket of vegetable oil, found a mineral water bottle cap, and planned to put the oil in the box.

However, before he could do it, he saw a middle-aged woman jumping out of the crowd of villains, who was the wife of Thirty-two.

The third lady pointed at the villagers, and said in a complaining tone: "I haven't been here for a long time, but I have a few words to say to you, you guys are too disrespectful to Lord God.

.”

The villagers were surprised: "Disrespectful? Why are we disrespectful to Lord God?"

The third lady cursed in her heart that "a group of local bullies" had no knowledge, but she knew that she could not say this, and hummed: "Lord God of Heaven appears in this village and has helped you a lot. You have built a temple for him.

Is it? Did he put a golden body on him? Have you offered incense? When I invited God, I only knew to kneel down and kowtow, begging for this and that, and I was insatiable, but I didn’t even have a proper ceremony.”

Her series of problems were exposed, and the villagers were all confused.

Seeing that this group of people had never seen the world, the third lady had to regret that she was so angry that she said, "When the monks asked the Buddha to bless him, they also had to take a shower and change their clothes, ring the bell, knock the wooden fish, and recite a few sutras.

, and the Buddha may not be able to pay any respects to them. If you really want to ask for something to the God of Heaven, at least consider ringing the bell, burning incense, and lighting a candle, you must do all the etiquette."

As soon as these words were said, the villagers suddenly realized, yes, we seem to be incomplete in etiquette, so where do we have the face to ask for this and that?

When Li Daoxuan heard this, he almost laughed out loud. These etiquettes were meaningless to him, and they were not...

etc!

The light bulb on Li Daoxuan's forehead lit up with a bang: These etiquettes seem to make sense.

Because the little people are too small and their voices are very small, Li Daoxuan often can't hear what they are saying. Even if they shout loudly into the sky, they may have missed their hearing.

If they want to say something to themselves, they will first take a big bell and knock a few big hammers on a bang, then they will easily hear it.

It turns out that the monk rings the bell with practical significance.

Damn it, I didn’t expect that feudal superstition to make formalism feel meaningful, and I suffered it. The materialist heart seems to be shaken.

The third lady said crazy to the villagers: "Tomorrow morning, everyone will wash up and change into clean clothes, especially you, Miss Ye of Gaoyi, you are the envoy chosen by God of God. Come to my house and give it to you.

Pick a better piece of clothing, dress up well, and you will take the lead in praying to Lord God of Heaven... Those two blacksmiths, don't sleep tonight, make a big bell overnight and use it tomorrow morning."

The villagers did not dare to have any objection to the third wife's arrangement and listened to them obediently.

Li Daoxuan quietly watched the little people discussing this trick in the "sky". He found it quite fun. He originally planned to give them the oil immediately, but he was not in a hurry to give it. Let's see the situation tomorrow morning.

in addition……
Chapter completed!