Daming: In the beginning, he mistakenly regarded Emperor Yongle as his own father

Lu Lin didn't fight back, and dodged a little, letting her chase.

After playing around for a while, I suddenly saw that the village ahead was full of people.

From a distance, a tall and terrifying statue of a god with fangs could be seen standing at the gate of the village, surrounded by people.

Lu Lin squeezed in curiously.

I saw that the statue was planted in the soil, and there was a circle of moist soil at the bottom of the base. A few monks were sitting in front of the Buddha statue, knocking on wooden fish and chanting scriptures.

"Brother, what is this for?"

Jiaxing also squeezed in and stood beside Lu Lin.

The boy dressed as a farmer explained to him.

"Don't you know? This is Hanba. It suddenly appeared in the village a few days ago. At first, half of its body was hidden in the soil, but it grew an inch every day. No, it's almost coming out."

"So the village head went to a nearby temple and invited Master Yuanzhen to do it. Master Yuanzhen said that this drought is the chief culprit of the drought. Wherever it appears, there will be a severe drought."

"If it is allowed to grow, our village will suffer, and there will be no rain for several years."

"No, the mages are doing it. If the drought is eliminated, the curse will be lifted in the village."

The young man spoke so well that he almost bluffed Lu Lin.

"Really? Isn't the severe drought in the south also caused by the drought?" Jiaxing was taken aback: "No wonder there hasn't been any rain in the south in March."

"It seems that we need to find a mage to go to the south to get rid of the drought over there."

Lu Lin has a toothache, sister, do you believe what people say?

Are there so many hags in this world?

"Let's go."

Lu Lin didn't see it, there were too many fools and not enough liars.

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd suddenly became agitated.

"Ah, mage, it's growing again."

"The Hanba is coming out."

"Master, hurry up, get rid of it, the Hanba is coming out."

The statue of Hanba is rising at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Panic instantly spread throughout the village.

The crowd rushed back in fright, Lu Lin and Jiaxing were dragged back, and a stampede was easy to happen due to crowding.

Jiaxing was the first to trip and fell to the ground. His knees and elbows were scratched, and someone stepped on his hand.

Although she practiced martial arts since she was a child, she was a girl after all, with little strength and being surrounded by the crowd, she couldn't stand up at all.

He could only helplessly curl up on the ground, holding his head in his hands, gritting his teeth and enduring the pain from bumps and tramples from all over his body.

Seeing that he was about to be trampled into a pulp, he suddenly felt picked up by someone and quickly left the crowd.

After opening his eyes, the hustle and bustle of the crowd had calmed down.

When she looked up, she found herself huddled in Lu Lin's chest, so close that she could hear her breathing.

"Are you OK?"

Lu Lin looked at her injuries naturally.

"It's all skin trauma, just go back and get some medicine."

He was talking to himself, but he didn't notice that Jiaxing's face had already turned red to the base of his neck.

After confirming that Jiaxing was fine, Lu Lin became angry.

"A group of liars are not afraid of killing people."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Who is a liar? Master Yuanzhen is a well-known eminent monk in ten miles and eight villages. How can you slander the master at will?"

A villager heard it, and immediately came out to fight for the mage.

Someone took the lead, and the others immediately attacked.

"That is, you are so disrespectful to the mage, be careful to be punished by heaven."

"Hurry up, come to this village immediately, we don't welcome you."

After finishing speaking, he will send Lu Lin and the others away.

Lu Lin didn't bother to talk to them.

It was Jiaxing who came out to apologize: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Master Yuanzhen, he just likes to talk nonsense, and he doesn't mean anything malicious."

Master Yuanzhen was very kind.

Said kindly.

"It's okay as a benefactor, if this young master feels that the poor monk's magic power is not enough, the poor monk will leave on his own."

After speaking, he looked at Lu Lin provocatively.

As soon as the mage said that he was going to leave, the villagers panicked and knelt down to beg the mage to save them from the drought.

"Master, help me."

"Mage, you can't go."

It's smart to retreat.

Lu Lin smiled without saying a word.

Chapter 22

The villagers knelt down and begged Master Yuanzhen not to leave.

But Master Yuanzhen remained unmoved.

"The poor monk is not good at learning, and this benefactor has misunderstood him, so he really has no face to stay."

In a word, directly point the finger at Lu Lin.