"That old guy is not only arrogant, but also greedy. We asked him for help at the beginning, but he actually wanted to be the officiant." Shen Yuhe said angrily.
Hearing what she said, Mu Hanyan felt relieved. Hearing An Xiaxin's hesitation earlier, he mustered up the courage to ask this person for help. He thought he was also an apprentice like Long Wudang.
"Forget it, I'll beg him again to see if he will change his mind. We can't wait to starve to death." An Xiaxin said with a sigh.
Both Shen Yuhe and Sikong Qinglan had bitter expressions on their faces, and they didn't object anymore.
Mu Hanyan looked at several people sympathetically. Speaking of which, in the Continent of Gods, the status of temple priests is extremely lofty. For many people or refugees, they simply look up to them. The priests actually fell into such a state, and they thought about it day and night just to fill their stomachs.
Of course, Mu Hanyan sympathized with their helplessness. Every day, she had simple food and light food, and even she, who was not a foodie, began to miss the days of big fish and big meat. Life in God's Continent is much, much sadder than that in Holy Court Continent. Many people here are struggling for food and clothing. Mu Hanyan has some inexplicable feelings in her heart. Speaking of which, the separation of the two continents is because of her. After all, it was she who indirectly caused the people in the God's Continent to have such a difficult life. She wanted to change this situation, very much.
"Master Priest, there are people asking to see you outside." At the door, a priest said with a red face, and swallowed while speaking.
"Who?" Mu Hanyan asked strangely. She didn't have any acquaintances in the Continent of Gods.
"He said his name is Mutu, and he is a member of the chief priest's clan." The priest replied.
"Mutu!" Mu Hanyan happily walked out of the hall. After being separated for a while, she really missed the days in Mujia Village.
Seeing Mutu again, Mu Hanyan realized why the priest had a red face just now, and couldn't help swallowing. It turned out that Mu Tu not only came by himself, but also brought dozens of cattle and sheep, and several carts of grain. The priest just swallowed his saliva and did not have any green eyes, which is already very good.
"Mutu pays homage to the chief priest!" As soon as he saw Mu Hanyan, Mutu quickly prostrated himself on the ground and saluted respectfully.
As soon as he came to the Huayu Temple and announced his name, he knew that Mu Hanyan had been elected as the priest by several high priests. Apart from being in awe, he was full of pride in his heart. No matter how poor the Huayu Temple was, it was still a temple. As soon as Mu Hanyan came to Huayu Temple, he could become the officiant, so how could he not be proud.
"Uncle Mutu, why are you here?" Mu Hanyan quickly helped Mutu up and asked.
"My lord is worried that you are not used to being in the Flower Rain Temple, so let me come and see you, and bring some gifts to all the priests." Mutu was flattered, rubbing his hands together and said, his big black face also turned black. rosy.
An Xiaxin and the others were secretly ashamed. Although Ye Yi'an's words relayed by Mu Tu were polite, how could they not know that this old priest was obviously worried that Mu Hanyan would starve to death in the Flower Rain Temple, so he made a special trip to let Mu Hanyan People sent some cattle and sheep food over. As the priests of the temple, they still needed relief from civilians. They were so ashamed that they wanted to find a crack in the ground and forget it. But when they saw the fat and strong cattle and sheep, and the carts of grain, they still swallowed their saliva in disappointment.
At nightfall, the Huayu Temple held a rare banquet. One was that Mutu made a special trip to visit the chief priest, and he brought so much food, cattle and sheep. Don’t let him wash away the dust to show his gratitude. The other is to let everyone Beat the tooth festival.
The jerky that Ling Baobao brought has long been eaten, and the cows and sheep brought by Mutu earlier almost pounced on them to eat. At this time, he was eating the roasted meat that was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and drinking the mellow rice wine. , And hooked up with Mutu and called him a brother.
All the priests couldn't let go of their identities at first, but as the tempting smell of meat permeated and penetrated into their nostrils unstoppably, they couldn't hold back any longer, and they all ate happily.
Looking at the smiling faces on their faces, Mu Hanyan's heart was heavy. Although relying on Mujia Village's support, the Huayu Temple has temporarily overcome the difficulties, but what should we do in the future? If Huayu Temple wants to really get out of the predicament, it still has to rely on itself, and this is also her duty.
At dawn the next day, Mutu left the Huayu Temple and went back to report to Ye Yi'an, while An Xiaxin went to Lingyu City and asked Wen Gaoren's assistance again.
The Huayu Temple also quickly returned to its former lifelessness. Mu Hanyan lived in seclusion, and spent almost all his time in the Library Pavilion except for eating and sleeping. Techniques, especially formation techniques.
In order to get Huayu Temple out of the predicament as soon as possible, repairing the formation barrier is the root. She doesn't want to pin all her hopes on Wen Gaoren, who is said to be insatiable and arrogant.