Red Moon Recovery: A Cloudy Day at the Start

"You don't have to praise them, what virtue they are, that's all."

Zuo Chen waved his hand.

The veteran two smiled openly, they only felt that they were refreshed.

After all, who can ordinary people see Chenghuang in person? Can you still get the praise of Chenghuang?

"The merits are all small. Isn't it their greatest destiny to be able to follow you?"

Lin Pingan smiled and stroked his beard:

"It is said that one fate, two luck, three geomantic omen, four accumulate yin and virtue, and five reading."

"Virtue is only fourth, but when you meet the landlord, you won't be able to get a fate of ten lifetime merits."

"Just like the old man, if it weren't for the call of the landlord, even if the old man has some merits, it will not be a piece of loess after a hundred years."

"Where can I do something for the people like it is now."

Zuo Chen quite agrees with these words.

This rhetorical thing is a fate that has been handed down from generation to generation.

The two old people sounded like a cloud, but they were not stupid or stupid and naturally knew the general meaning.

In fact, these two people also have their own compelling numbers.

To be able to hug the thigh of his own landlord, I never thought of Erxin.

Several people were walking and chatting.

But most of them are Zuo Chen, they are listening.

Occasionally the old way takes a word.

This is such a disrespectful behavior for other ghosts and gods.

Neither Zuo Chen nor Lin Ping cared.

After all, they are more human than divine.

And Zuo Chen also deliberately wanted to retain this person's temperament,

The gods are made by mortals, but they have been gods for a long time.

One day I really think of myself as the **** of some moths, that is the real sorrow.

Zuo Chen also wanted to use this time to walk the streets and alleys to tell Lin Ping'an such a truth.

When it's okay, walk around the city more to see the lives of ordinary people.

Don't sit in a high position for a long time, stay closer to the world, this is what a Chenghuang should do.

A few people are in this downtown area and a few streets nearby.

A portrait of Dachang City’s Chenghuang was placed on a merchant’s booth, but the lines on the portrait were slightly distorted.

The painting skills are not exquisite.

Just as Zuo Chen was passing by, he picked up the ink pen next to him, and lightly sketched a few times on the portrait.

The businessman only felt that a gust of breeze blinded his eyes.

Wait until the wind clears, while looking down at the booth.

But I found that the portrait of the city **** suddenly became vivid and beautiful.

It's just that there are still some wet ink on it, and the brush is soaked with ink.

Putting aside, still dripping ink.

Obviously, this is someone who just passed by here and used this thing to help him modify the portrait.

He suppressed the surprise in his heart, looked up and searched around, but he didn't find anyone passing by his booth.

...

There was a woman with a child and a stall on the side of the road.

There are many home-brewed osmanthus wines on the stall.

The sound of silver sweet-scented osmanthus, accompanied by the smell of wine, is tangy.

But the woman's business was bleak.

On the one hand, the child is too young and crying in the stroller, which distracted a large part of her mind.

Another convenience may be that the woman’s mouth is stupid, but she just set up a stall and still can’t shout.

Just sweating profusely, there is no way at all.

The baby may have been frightened because it was too hot and stuffy lying in the stroller, and there were so many people in the market. No matter how I coaxed, I kept crying.

Even the voice became hoarse, and it made the woman not thinking about running her own shop.

Zuo Chen frowned slightly.

Seeing the woman's anxious look, she sighed slightly.

Being able to bring a child who is a few months old out to set up a stall, thinking about what's wrong with coming to the house.

Don't persuade her to be kind without her suffering.

Zuo Chen walked over gently.

There is blue light circulating in his hands.

Gently stroke the finger over the baby's nose.

In an instant, the fine sweat on the forehead of the child's face disappeared.

The baby stopped crying immediately.

Wooty eyes stared at him curiously and giggled.

Zuo Chen squeezed his round little face.

"Little guy, be quiet. Mom is selling something. Only when it's sold out can I buy you delicious food."

"Retreat from all diseases."

The faint sandalwood refreshes the heart,

The little guy sniffed vigorously.

With a contented smile on his face, he slowly fell asleep.

The woman was still busy filling the hip flask at this time.

Hearing the child's voice disappeared, he turned his head and saw that he had closed his eyes.

"This kid is really a blessing."

Lin Ping'an sighed with emotion. Ordinary people are nothing more than birth, old age, sickness and death throughout their lives.

Birth, old age and death are all natural laws, unavoidable and irresistible.

Only this disease is the greatest torment of a living person.

That's what it means for a daughter to buy a healthy body.

As everyone knows, Zuo Chen's words are equivalent to directly changing the fate of this child, not only will he not invade all diseases in the future.

Even the law of leveraging this sentence, if used well, is even more valuable than the sentence itself.

Zuo Chen smiled slightly, took two cups of sweet-scented osmanthus stuffed from the woman's booth, and handed it to Lin Ping An.

"Come and taste it, bless her baby, eat her a glass of wine, it should be fine."

Lin Ping'an took the drink from Zuo Chen with both hands and took a sip.

There is some bitterness in the mouth, but when it comes to the taste buds, there is an explosion of sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance.

Even if it has been swallowed into the abdomen, I can still feel the aroma.

"It's not bad, it's not bad, but it's my authentic Dachang fermented rice. I haven't drunk it for a long time."

Lin Ping'an smashed his tongue.

Can't help but admire.

Zuo Chen also took a drink and nodded slowly.

It does have a special flavor.

Drunk, blessed, and cleared.

"Let's go."

Zuo Chen continued.

Unexpectedly, Lin Ping'an smiled suddenly.

"Lord Earth, please wait a moment."

"You are cleared, but don't I still owe someone a drink?"

He dipped his hand in the last splash.

On the woman's booth, she wrote four characters with her hand as a pen.

"Business is booming!"

Then he put down the cup with laughter.

"This is the two cleanups, Earthlord, please~"

[Author's digression]: Four changes are coming~ See you tomorrow~ See you tomorrow~