In the eyes of Qin Dafu, Madam Yan and other people who have been to the Reception Hall, today's Reception Hall has many more side tables and armchairs, divided into four rows, two rows on each side.

After everyone took their seats according to seniority, Taoist Master Huiyun said:

"Please wait, all believers. The abbot will be here soon."

Not long after, I heard Kun Dao at the door say:

"The master has arrived!"

Everyone immediately stood up to greet him, and at the same time stretched their necks to look towards the door.

I saw a tall Taoist woman wearing a white Taoist robe walking into the reception hall calmly.

I didn't see her walking very fast, but in a flash, she had walked from the aisle between the two rows of side tables to the top seat, waved her wide sleeves, and sat down at the top seat.

Because of the backlight, everyone could see the master's face clearly.

All the believers present who had never seen the master of the temple, both men and women, were shocked.

They never thought that the master of the temple was so young!

Judging from his appearance, he probably looks only seventeen or eighteen years old.

His facial features are delicate, his skin is as white as snow, his eyes are as calm as a deep spring in an empty valley, and he is dressed in a white Taoist robe with light blue cloud patterns embroidered on the cuffs. He just sits there quietly, and makes people feel that the whole room is full of light, like a ray of bright moonlight that has just come to the world.

She was dressed in a very simple and plain Taoist nun outfit, but she was so beautiful that one could not take their eyes off her.

They were well-informed, but had never seen such a beauty.

"Thank you all for coming up the mountain in the rain today. Come, serve tea to the believers."

She spoke gently, her voice clear as the sound of gold and jade colliding.

Although he didn't speak loudly, the sound seemed to ring in everyone's ears. This magical feeling brought people back to their senses.

Looking at the master of the temple again, I felt that he was like an immortal who had been banished to the mortal world. Looking at him for one more moment would make people feel offended and uneasy.

Everyone turned their eyes away, not daring to look directly at him.

"May the master of the temple have a long and blessed life!"

Qin Dafu and his wife were the first to pay their respects.

The others followed suit and paid their respects.

"No need to be polite, just sit down."

Everyone sat down as instructed. Not long after, several female Taoist priests came in with trays and swiftly placed two cups of tea on the side tables beside each person.

Huiyun said:

"This tea was specially prepared by the temple master. Please don't waste the master's kindness."

After hearing this, everyone thanked him and picked up their teacups to drink the warm tea.

All of a sudden, the fatigue and discomfort caused by sitting in the bumpy carriage for more than two hours were swept away, and I felt refreshed like never before.

Except for Zheng Yuannai who drank the elixir, everyone else looked shocked.

Some people couldn't help but exclaim:

"Hey, I had a headache just now, but now it doesn't hurt at all!"

The experienced Zheng Yuannai couldn't help but show off:

"This tea has some of the flavor of fairy dew, so it must have fairy power. That fairy power can even save lives from the hands of the King of Hell, let alone cure your little headache!"

Chen Qingzhu looked at Zheng Yuannai with a smile:

"The believer's tongue is very sensitive. There is indeed some magic dew in this tea."

Everyone then realized that what they had just drunk was such a good thing. No wonder it instantly eliminated all the discomfort in their body.

If drinking a little bit of the elixir has such miraculous effects, then if it were a whole bottle, how amazing would the effects be and how wonderful would the taste be!

Even if you are not sick, if you can use the magic dew to make a cup of magic tea like this from time to time, I am afraid it will help you strengthen your body and prolong your life.

The people's desire for the elixir rose to a new level, and they all stood up to thank the temple master for his gift.

Chen Qingzhu took in the expressions of the crowd, raised his hand, and motioned for everyone to sit down quietly.

"The master of this temple called everyone here today because there is an important matter for you to do."

Everyone immediately said:

"It's up to the master to order!"

Chen Qingzhu then spoke:

"There have been frequent heavy rains this summer, and the water level in the river has risen. This temple master observed the stars at night and found that Nanzhili will definitely be in danger of floods. By then, hundreds of thousands of people will lose their homes and be displaced. Nandu is the closest big city to Nanzhili, and at least tens of thousands of disaster victims will rush here."

Heavy rains occur frequently in summer, which brings the risk of floods.

In the previous life, this flood affected a very wide area, and half of Southern Zhili was affected.

Countless people died in the floods. Only a small number of people survived and had to seek survival in the southern capital.

However, the southern capital was filled with nobles, so how could they allow these destabilizing refugees to enter the city?

They would not even be allowed to gather or receive relief outside the city, lest the gathering of refugees cause other disasters.

Pei Xiao, the garrison commander of Nandu, was ordered to lead troops to expel the refugees.

However, there was too much rain this summer and the harvest was poor everywhere. Other places were simply unable to provide relief to so many refugees and could only drive them away.

The refugees had nowhere to find a way to survive, and many of the elderly or weak starved to death.

Those who were younger and stronger became bandits, invading villages and towns, burning, killing and looting.

All in all, this flood claimed the lives of at least 200,000 to 300,000 people.

Saving a life always brings some merit, and merit is a good thing that can double her cultivation speed.

Chen Qingzhu didn't intend to miss this opportunity.

Her own strength would naturally be a drop in the bucket, but if she could make good use of these believers, she would be able to turn the tide.

For this reason, she did not hesitate to suspend her cultivation and follow up on the matter personally.

When the believers heard her mention the flood and the refugees, they misunderstood.

The wealthy businessmen who have lived in Nandu for many years are very experienced in this matter. Someone immediately stood up to comfort them:

"Master, rest assured. The Nandu Garrison Camp has tens of thousands of troops. A few refugees are nothing. We can just drive them away to another place."

As a secondary capital, Nandu would not allow refugees to enter the city. The refugees would only cause chaos outside the city.

Thinking of this, another wealthy businessman stepped forward to offer his courtesy:

"Master, when the refugees come, I'm afraid they will cause trouble outside the city. I have a house in the city with three entrances and three exits. I can give it to you and the Taoist priests to stay temporarily to avoid disaster."

Another person followed suit and said that he also had a five-story property in West City. The location was not very good, but it was big enough and could be given to the abbot to house the many children in the Mercy Hall.

Zheng Yuannai knew the military situation best, so he stepped forward and said with concern:

"Master, the Nandu Garrison is said to have tens of thousands of troops, but in reality there are many soldiers who are not paid for their services. The actual number is only 8,000. I'm afraid they can only take care of the city and not the outside. To be on the safe side, Cihang Temple can indeed be temporarily moved into the city to avoid the chaos of refugees."

Chen Qingzhu raised his hand to interrupt the discussion:

"Cihang Temple is blessed by the gods and is not afraid of any villains."

Everyone was a little surprised at first, but when they saw the master's calm and composed expression, and thought of his supernatural powers, they felt it was natural.

Then, the master of the temple said:

"This time, the master of this temple asked you to come here because he hopes that you can join forces and do your best to save those victims."

Everyone was stunned.

In this era, people are used to minding their own business, and no one expected that the master of the temple would say such a thing.

Coming back to their senses, thinking of the Salesian Hall in Cihang Temple, the wealthy businessmen all said that they would definitely send people from their families to open porridge stalls outside the city, and several officials' families immediately followed suit.

Chen Qingzhu shook his head.

How much impact can just distributing porridge have?

Even if several families were to join together to provide food for hundreds of thousands of people over a long period of time, plus the manpower required to maintain the porridge sheds, it would still be a considerable expense.

In their hearts, they would inevitably secretly blame Cihang Temple for this.

What Chen Qingzhu wanted was to save the most people at the lowest cost, so how could he use such a stupid method?

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