Chapter 23 Uncle Feng, don’t be anxious

Author: Ging Le

Chapter 23 Uncle Feng, don’t be anxious

I am back with the manuscript on my back! Dear brothers and sisters, chapters 5-22 have been changed. The changes are quite big. I hope everyone can go back and read it again, otherwise the plot will not be connected. I will try my best not to make changes in the future.

, thank you all for your understanding. [Hold your fists]

——————I am a dividing line——————

"What's going on?! Why are you panicking?"

The man couldn't help but pull him up and ran towards the end of the village. Anfeng's wife was also curious about what was going on and ran after them.

The thatched house at the end of the village is inhabited by a family of outsiders, a woman and her son. They have moved here about twenty years ago.

Occasionally a few wild bean sprouts grow.

When her son was still alive, he often went to sea to fish, and the two of them could live together. But a while ago, her son went to sea once and never came back.

It was a stormy day in those days, and even the fishermen in the village who were most familiar with the sea did not dare to go out to sea. Just because they were outsiders and rarely interacted with the village, so when her son went to sea, there was no one there.

remind.

Everyone knew that her son would never come back. Only this old woman still sat at the door and looked into the distance every day, waiting for her son who went to sea to come back.

At this moment, the door of this dilapidated thatched house is crowded with people. If the crowd continues like this, the wall may collapse. These people are not here to see the mother who is waiting for her son, but someone else.

Everyone craned their necks and finally saw Gu Jingzhao and Aning standing next to him in the room.

The two of them had their hands behind their backs, looking secretive.

Aning first circled around Jing Zhao, and then the other way around. Jing Zhao made several movements with his hands. When Aning walked around Jing Zhao, Jing Zhao suddenly slapped him on the shoulder, and the boy suddenly stopped.

.

Jing Zhao made a strange shape with his fingers, muttered a phrase, pointed towards the empty grain trough, and shouted: "Full!"

With his eyes closed, his mind wandered over the system panel, and he clicked on a good review coupon in exchange for ten pounds of millet.

Just after he shouted this word.

A surprising scene appeared!

Grain actually began to appear in the empty grain trough, rising from a shallow layer, just like the rising tide that occurs every day, filling up layer by layer.

The grains did not stop until the grain trough was full. The round and plump grains filled the grain trough and fell to the ground. The crackling sound was even better than the sound of threshing millet in autumn.

It has been a long time since the people here have seen so much millet, and they have not heard such a beautiful sound for a long time. Everyone's eyes were opened when they saw it.

Until Jing Zhao shouted again: "Stop!"

The continuous flow of millet finally stopped. But by this time, the entire grain trough had been filled with millet, and many more fell to the ground, covering the ground in golden color.

After Jing Zhao finished the last action, he slowly opened his eyes, clasped his hands together and slowly lowered his hands, and finally let out a long breath.

Jing Zhao put his hands behind his back and looked like a wise man, and said in a calm voice: "This food is a gift from God. I hope you can cherish it. God bless you and I hope you can survive this disaster safely."

He gently tapped the old woman's forehead with his index finger.

The old woman was so surprised that she was speechless when facing a room full of Gu Su, with her mouth wide open. At this moment, she didn't know what expression she should put on when facing Jing Zhao.

In the past two days, Gu Jingzhao and Aning had been sending her meals, and today they sent her so much food. Her eyes were filled with emotion, and to her, they were gods.

Her knees softened and she knelt on the ground, "Oh my god, the gods have appeared!"

The other onlookers were so surprised that they couldn't close their mouths.

How did Gu Jiazui conjure up these grains? Yesterday they heard that he actually cured the poison of big insects.

Could it be that he is really the messenger of God?

In the crowd, someone suddenly said: "Does Gu Jiazui really have great magical powers? How did he conjure these grains?"

"Why do you still tell him to be careful with his false lips? He might make God angry!"

"If he is a messenger from God, he must be able to communicate with God. Maybe he can make God give us more food."

"That makes sense, let's go to Shangshiji and say goodbye."

Anfeng's wife could not calm down for a long time after seeing what had just happened. She was still in a state of shock.

"Anfeng, let's go too. Gu Jiazui looks like he's very capable."

"Fuck you." An Feng cursed, "It's all fake. He must have played some trick."

"How can you believe him? If he has synesthesia, wouldn't he be the same as a great witch? How can a bastard like him be compared to a great witch!"

Everyone was so sad that they didn't dare to say anything.

An Feng broke into the crowd, grabbed Gu Jingzhao, and slammed him against the wall.

"I just said that you hid the food, and now that I have caught you, hand it over honestly!"

Jing Zhao calmly dusted himself off and stood in front of An Feng.

"I have no food. Everything you see is a gift from God."

An Feng stared at him for a moment, then snorted and leaned into Jing Zhao's ear: "How dare you play tricks with me? Gu Jingzhao, don't even look at whether your hair is long or not!"

"Come here, take him to the ancestral hall!" An Feng shouted, and someone immediately surrounded him and Aning.

Jing Zhao and An Ning looked at each other, good, everything is going according to plan.

The two were tied up and taken to the ancestral hall, and the onlookers followed closely behind them.

When they arrived at the ancestral hall, Anfeng had Jing Zhao and Aning stripped of their clothes, leaving them with nothing but a pair of shorts.

The two of them cooperated very well while their clothes were being stripped. However, after they were stripped, Jing Zhao glanced aside and felt a little unhappy for a moment. His body was two years older than Aning's, but look at Aning's well-developed biceps.

, abdominal muscles, and he...it's not an exaggeration to describe him as skinny!

An Feng gritted his teeth and said, "Let me see how you can hide it this time."

He carried out a huge grain vat.

"Gu Jingzhao, don't you say that you have God's instructions and can turn rice out of thin air? If you can fill this jar, I will believe you. If you can't, then you are pretending to be a god and contradicting the great witch, so I will

Burn you to death immediately!"

The more An Feng talked, the more excited he became, and he almost yelled out loud later.

Gu Jingzhao almost vomited blood when he looked at the ration jar. Such a large jar would require at least two to three hundred kilograms of grain to be filled. If he did that, he would be a fool!

"I can't pretend." Gu Jingzhao said directly.

When An Feng heard what he said, he immediately jumped three feet high: "You admit it now! Someone, drag him out and burn him to death!"

Jing Zhao patted him on the shoulder and told him to calm down, "Uncle Feng, don't be anxious."

"I said that this grain tank couldn't be filled, and I didn't say that it couldn't be filled with anything else." He said, slowly walked back to the big tank, knocked on the wall of the ceramic tank, and two crisp sounds echoed throughout the hall.

Extraordinarily prominent.

"Why?"

"I don't know either." Jing Zhao shrugged and pointed to the sky again, "God told me that this vat cannot be filled with grain, otherwise the vat will be punished by God."
Chapter completed!