The Adventures of the Mad County King on the Domain [Infrastructure]

In order to ensure that everyone present can understand, and to avoid ambiguity caused by the awkward and unfamiliar Lemo words, Xie Qian tried to use the simplest and most straightforward sentences.Through loudspeaker amplification, it resounded throughout the square, clearly and accurately informing everyone.

For a moment, the crowd was silent.The wizard was so startled that his eyes almost popped out, he said, "Spread the ground? How many taels of silver will it cost?!"

Xie Qian smiled mysteriously and said, "It was Lieutenant Chen who told me."

The wizard was even more astonished, his eyes kept wandering between Chen Mang and Xie Qian, and he switched back to Mandarin and asked, "Impossible——you...are you really a wizard?"

With a serious face, Chen Mang gave him a Taoist salute, and said: "No talent, the poor Taoist is an unnamed wild Taoist priest of the Yuxian Sect, not a wizard."

Fang Wai... Taoist priest?The wizard didn't know much outside of Mi County, but at least he knew that no matter the Central Plains or Guanzhong, there were many Buddhist temples and Taoist audiences, presumably there were many capable people and strange people.What's more, Taoists and their witchcraft methods are different, and his previous experience of judging mana (or ability) from appearance will naturally be invalid.

The wizard asked half suspiciously, half puzzledly: "How much area is covered to cover the whole earth? Where is the exact time and place?"

Chen Mang sneered and said: "It means literally. You call it a miracle, and I teach it as a manifestation. It covers the sky and the earth, that is, it is overwhelming, and it can be seen anywhere. As for the specific time, within seven days, can it still be seen? It’s not specific?? Then, when Shaman Datian makes a prophecy, is the time accurate to the hour and moment?”

"This..." The wizard's forehead was slightly sweating.

Indeed, if the time is accurately told, it cannot be called a prophecy, but a certainty that it will happen.When he prophesied the savior, he said "on the day when seventy-sevenths of the leaves of Shenzhu fell", compared with "within seven days", it was too vague.

He was speechless, but Xie Qian was not speechless.Not only did he immediately pick up the loudspeaker, translated Chen Mang's words into Lemo dialect, and repeated them to the audience, he did not hesitate to ask: "Everyone, I just want to ask, you shamans...or other Shaman, has anyone predicted the exact time? Have you? Can some brothers and sisters tell me aloud?! Or, at least it is more accurate than the seven-day range of me, Chen Zhenren?!"

The sorcerer quickly interrupted, not allowing Xie Qian to continue asking, and said: "That's all right, if it comes true, the old man will admit that it is a miracle. Since the sorcerer... Chen Zhenzhen said that it can be seen anywhere, then That's pretty easy to verify, right?"

Xie Qian: "Of course."

Wizard: "Then we will wait for seven days, and discuss after verification—"

"Hey—wait a minute, hasn't Master Chen finished yet?" Xie Qian raised one corner of his mouth and said with a smile, "We Chang'an people pay attention to efficiency in everything. Isn't it a waste of time to wait for one miracle at a time?"

Wizard: "...huh?"

Chen Mang immediately connected: "Okay, everyone will verify it in one go, so that the county guard will not have to work back and forth."

On the stage, Ren Liu suddenly raised his head and stared at Xie Qian's back in disbelief.It wasn't until this moment that he finally understood the reason why something was wrong along the way.This "Yun County Sheriff", I am afraid that from the first time, he did not have any idea of ​​"appreciating strange stones" at all.No matter he or Yang San, including the other three local soldiers in the barracks, they were all misled by this dog officer's words! !What is not doing business properly, what is messing around, it is all carefully arranged, in order to find their living quarters!

However, there was no anger or hatred in his eyes. Instead, he gradually turned from surprise to awe. He lowered his head slowly, secretly making up his mind at the moment when no one noticed him.

At this time, Xie Qian made an invitation gesture to Chen Mang, and said, "Then trouble the real person to burn incense and pray, and ask the gods to show their spirits."

Chen Mang returned a Taoist salute and said, "It's easy to say."

He spread his arms casually, and put on the Taoist robe just in time with the small sleeves, but he saw Chen Mang pinching the front of the robe with both hands, crossing it and shaking it, throwing a chic parabola, and the robe was already wrapped around his body.The black and white Pisces was embroidered on the vest of the robe, shining brilliantly under the sun, everyone present couldn't help feeling a little solemn in their hearts, held their breath, and waited for the action.

Although this dharma robe was found on a temporary basis and it was not an orthodox Taoist robe, but after wearing it, Chen Mang's momentum and style were sufficient, enough to calm down the villagers who had never seen a serious Taoist temple.

——Of course, even if you have seen it, you are not afraid. Taoism has been passed down through the ages, and there are as many branches as a cow's hair. As long as there are no orthodox Taoists here, no one has the ability to expose the pheasant style that Xie Qian and He Feiyun made up overnight.

Chen Mang paced slowly, walked half a circle along the high platform, took the three incense sticks lit by the little sleeves, bowed three times as if facing the east, and recited the long prayer scriptures in a low voice. The apparition begs to be succinctly recounted.

He speaks very proficiently. After all, the scriptures have been ingrained in his bones since he was a child, and the briefing is a must-have item for the morning newspaper every day. Not only him, but any captain of the Flying Eagle Army can open his mouth. , do not need to draft at all.

But how could the Lemo tribe in the mountain village know the mystery? They only felt that the steps of the "true king of Taoism" seemed to have more mysterious taste than Shaman Datian, and the scriptures that were so jerky that they couldn't even understand them did not You need someone to remind you, and you don’t need to read the scriptures, and you can speak in one breath without stopping. How can this not make people awe-inspiring and fearful? !

After a set of procedures was completed, without Chen Mang's knowledge, he had gained the faith of many believers in the audience, and he continued to listen, think, contemplate, and express emotion—even though he was covered by a beard. Underneath, others can hardly see it.It wasn't until the wizard got impatient and couldn't help asking Xie Qian for the third time, that he seemed to wake up suddenly from a trance, looked deeply at the empty Zhengdong, and said: "Send Sanqing Daoist , hope everything goes well.”

Xie Qian asked at the right time: "It's done?"

Chen Mang said complacently, "It's done."

How could the wizard believe it? In other words, he didn't care about success or failure. The important thing is that this strong man who is a soldier in the Western Battalion and a Taoist priest at the same time asked directly, "What kind of medicine is in the gourd?" What kind of miracle?! Why did it take so long?"

Chen Mang said without squinting: "A wizard of a foreign race, just now, on the way of the poor Daoism, you repeatedly interrupted my conversation with the real king, and you came again.

It almost prevented me from teaching Zhenjun the way.It's because you haven't opened your eyes, and the poor are too lazy to pursue it.But the Daoist hasn't said anything yet, and you think the ceremony takes too long.Then may I ask, Your Excellency the alien wizard, if you come to summon a manifestation, how much faster can you be than Pindao? "

The wizard was choked speechless, so he could only say: "I thought you were delaying time..."

"Huh!" Chen Mang said, "Listen up, everyone! One is the world of silver, one is flowers on the stone, one is blue on the paper, and the other is wood that attracts thunder from the sky. See the imperial edict immediately within seven days!"

He spoke standard Mandarin. Although everyone in the Lemo tribe could understand it, they didn't quite understand this simple sentence like a spell. Everyone could only look at Xie Qian expectantly.But Xie Qian did not disappoint everyone, and explained in Le Mo's words in a kind and considerate manner: "What the Taoist Zhenjun said just now is that within seven days, the first miracle, the world will be covered with silver; the second miracle will be covered with silver; In the second miracle, flowers grow from the stone; in the third miracle, the white paper will appear blue; in the fourth miracle, the wood will attract thunder."

what? !

As many as four? !Clearly achieving three miracles is enough to convince everyone, so why buy three and get one free? !

Everyone, including the sorcerer, was too surprised to speak. Fortunately, the sorcerer couldn't react, but there were believers in the audience who reacted faster than him, asking one after another:

"What kind of white paper?" "What kind of stone?" "Where did you get the wood?"

Xie Qian pressed his hands down, motioning everyone to be quiet, and Chen Mang's score was almost arranged, before he said: "It doesn't matter what kind of white paper, stone, or wood, as long as I pray to it three times, it can become a manifestation .”

The mage finally got the clue, and hurriedly said: "It's easy, I'll find someone to get it right away—"

"Hey——" Xie Qian stopped him and said, "Don't worry. Zhenjun doesn't mind, but I still have requirements. For one thing, the paper must be serious and familiar, and cannot be processed in any way, so as not to desecrate the gods. Second, the wood must be a natural wood with roots and tips, and it cannot be processed in any other way except for cutting and peeling. Third, as for the stone, in order to facilitate more people to verify with their own eyes, its volume It can’t be too small, the shape can’t be too ordinary, the more bizarre the better.”

Xie Qian's request was not too much, the wizard and the believers were not suspicious, so they used the dozen or so thugs who had climbed up next to the stage, and went down with Chen Mang and Xiaoxiu to prepare.

At this time, it was getting late, but the morning sacrifice of the Lemo tribe had not yet been held.The wizard cautiously came to discuss with Xie Qian. This time, Xie Qian finally didn't make any troubles, and said generously: "Okay. You hold the morning sacrifice, and I will watch and wait. Is it okay?"

The sorcerer looked troubled, and he hesitated and said, "It stands to reason that everyone must participate in our family's morning sacrifice..."

Xie Qian: "Ah, is that so? Then join in."

Wizard: "'Everyone', 'must' attend."

Xie Qian: "So?"

Wizard: "...you can't start until 'everyone' is present. Including the few that your 'real man' took away."

Xie Qian suddenly realized, and said: "Oh, what should we do now? Waiting? That's so boring." Idle is also idle, Xie Qian upholds the mentality of talking a few more words, and doesn't plan to step down Hey, he said to the wizard in public, "Hey, Shaman Datian, you don't trust me."

The wizard resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and said, "May I ask the governor, why should I trust you?"

Xie Qian turned around, walked around in front of He Feiyun, who was half a step behind him, and said, "Of course it is——depending on the savior you recognize."