I played the world alone

Chapter 67 This is a Miracle

The little boy blushed anxiously: "It's really not a lie!"

But seeing that other people didn't quite believe it and squinted at him, he was also angry from the heart.

"Anyway, what I said is true. This is a real living god. You don't have to believe it. Don't blame me if you don't have to eat and go hungry later!"

Several children hesitated.

Several of them chose to trust their own judgment and got up to leave.

Before leaving, I still did not forget to sneer: "What a fool, if you have this spare time to play house with the crazy old Taoist priest, it is better to go to the door of the rich man's house to beg for food. Maybe those ladies and wives are kind-hearted and willing to give us some leftovers."

The boy glared at them angrily, and saw that two more children were persuaded and followed them away.

Lu Chen was not in a hurry. Although he didn't quite understand what these children said, he could deduce what they meant from their words and expressions.

"It doesn't matter, the food of the poor is only for those who are destined to eat. Since they are gone, it is their fate, and they are destined to have no destiny with me."

The boy nodded, no longer impatient, imitating him to sit cross-legged.

But he can only be a showman.

Most of the remaining children are relatively honest. Although it is still strange where the Taoist priest's food will come from at the moment, they are all waiting patiently at the moment.

Of course, it was also because they believed that the other party did not dare to fool them beggars casually.

If you trick someone over, but don't take out anything, and just say something casually as a joke, then the hungry and angry beggars will dare to eat him alive.

And so on for a few more minutes.

Finally, one after another, the beggars who got the news rushed over here.

"I heard that food is going to be distributed here?"

"Really? But I heard that there are no big families around here, it doesn't look like a place where food is distributed..."

"It's not a liar..."

About two dozen beggars came in this wave.

Lu Chen opened his eyes and glanced at it, and asked the boy to shout in the local dialect, telling them to wait, and the meal can be served when there are about fifty people.

Some people, like the few children just now, saw that there was nothing here, just an empty-handed old Taoist, returned disappointed, and hurried to other places to beg.

The rest of the people were also clamoring and dubious.

But most of them have no other place to go, so they just wait patiently here.

There were also a few people who felt that people were coming too slowly, so they took the initiative to invite people to come and wait for the meal to be served. By the way, they were curious whether the old Taoist priest could really bring out so much food after they gathered together.

I'm afraid that the famous landlords in the city would be reluctant to take out so much grain in one go.

These years are full of chaos, natural disasters and man-made disasters, and bandits looting, and the landlord's family doesn't have much food left.

Not long after, the second and third waves of beggars arrived one after another.

During this period, some people couldn't wait to leave, and some newcomers joined in.

After waiting for more than ten minutes in this way, 50 people were finally assembled.

The extra people who came later counted as their luck.

Finally, when Lu Chen stood up under the eyes of everyone, the number of people had already reached more than 80, filling this not-so-spacious street.

Most people, including the little boy, looked forward to him and looked at him eagerly.

Among them are old people with gray hair, women with children in their arms, and young people with thin bodies.

There are also a considerable number of disabled people, blind, broken hands or legs, and poor people with large scars on their faces and bodies.

At this moment, even though it was this small street, Lu Chen seemed to see the appearance of all living beings.

Like joy or sadness, or anger or anger.

Or the intersection and overlap of the future and the past.

At this moment, he felt that his xinxing seemed to have undergone a new transformation, as if he had broken through an invisible and intangible bottleneck.

But I can't put it into words, I just feel comfortable.

"Since all of you friends believe in Pindao and gathered here today, naturally Pindao won't let you down."

He clapped his hands, facing everyone's eyes of curiosity, questioning or expectation, he suddenly dropped a handful of beans out of thin air and threw them on the ground.

Seeing this scene, everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then some roared angrily.

"We worked so hard to come here, and you just fooled us like this? These few beans would be disgusting for a dog to eat!"

"That's right! If you're not willing to give food, don't brag about it. Are you kidding us now?!"

The little boy stood at the front. He had seen the previous scene, and immediately waved his hands to signal everyone to calm down.

"Don't worry! This old Taoist priest is very powerful! He can spell, and these beans can immediately turn into those big trees over there!"

It was only then that everyone noticed that there were a few strangely shaped "big trees" by the wall not far away. Now after being reminded to look carefully, they found that it seemed strange.

Sure enough, the next second they saw the old Taoist wave his hand from afar.

"rise!"

In the next second, I saw those potatoes quickly taking root.

Without any fertilizer or rain watering, the vine grew taller and taller under the gaze of everyone!

In a blink of an eye, he became taller than a human being, making people's eyes widen immediately, unbelievable.

Moreover, the vines were still twisting freely like a boa constrictor, and soon turned into tables that were placed in front of everyone.

"Miracle! This is a miracle!"

A grey-haired grandfather let out a trembling exclamation, and put down his crutches, letting his granddaughter who was supporting him let go, knelt down to this side, and kowtowed heavily.

"Fairy! The fairy has appeared!"

"Really a fairy!"

"Ask the immortals to give us food!"

"I beg the immortal!"

The boy was equally excited, kowtowing continuously on the ground along with the crowd.

However, there were still some people who secretly watched eagerly even when they were kneeling.

After all, these are just vines, and I didn't see anything to eat.

They will never let them eat these things together.

Lu Chen waved his hand again, and saw the soil and stones on the ground automatically float up and condense into a ball, and a cauldron also appeared out of thin air, and it turned into a huge earthen stove in a blink of an eye.

With a snap of the fingers, a group of flames rose up automatically and turned into a raging fire in a blink of an eye. Those who got close were startled and took a few steps back.

Under their gaze, I saw the old Taoist wave his sleeves, and a lot of water and raw rice came out of his sleeves, and they automatically fell into the pot.

The fire was very strong, and within a few minutes, they smelled the long-lost rice fragrance, which made them all swallow their saliva, and their eyes lit up.

Soon the cooked rice came out of the pot. If it weren't for the old Taoist priest watching, they probably couldn't help rushing up to eat it.

Usually, even when they are in good times, they may not be able to eat such delicious rice, at most it is some porridge.

"Don't be in a hurry."

The old Taoist stroked his beard: "Since there is food, how can there be no food?"

(End of this chapter)