Chapter 218 A lot, a lot

Village Chief Deng quickly said, "Don't talk nonsense. When has a Pan Xianshi ever come to our village?"

An old man reacted instantly and said, "Yes, yes, our village is poor and remote, and no outsiders come here. You all should shut your mouths and stop talking nonsense. What if Mr. Huang thinks that Master Pan was hired by us to deceive him?"

Everyone immediately promised not to say anything nonsense, "But Uncle San's family didn't reduce the rent..."

Village Chief Deng waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "Just reduce the rent. We will rent for another two years. Once we have developed the plots of land on the mountainside, we will no longer rent Mr. Huang's land."

The villagers immediately said, "After we finish harvesting the silage, we will go to help your family reclaim the wasteland."

They said they would not talk about Master Pan, but after they drove the children out, they couldn't help but talk about it. "I heard that people from several villages have followed suit and worshipped Master Pan. How about we do the same?"

"Yes, we have to. Otherwise, if the tenants in other villages all offer it and we don't, it will arouse suspicion. We just need to make sure that no one knows that Master Pan has been to our village."

Everyone responded.

Then they couldn't help but discuss, "What do you think, did Master Pan go to Master Huang's house because of Uncle San's family?"

"possible."

Village Chief Deng: "Don't talk nonsense."

"If it wasn't for Third Uncle, then it was for us. At that time, Master Pan looked at us with such loving eyes."

"Child's love?"

"That's why you don't understand. We see her as a child, but she may not be a child. I heard that Master Pan from Master Huang's family is an old woman with white hair."

"That's not a person, is it?"

"I think so. It's probably a transformation. Otherwise, why are all immortal masters called Pan Sanzhu?"

However, no one could reach a conclusion in the end, but they did reach a consensus on one thing, which was that everyone should offer a tablet to commemorate Pan Yun's longevity.

Those who are more particular will use wooden plaques to write on, while those who are more casual and too lazy to find wooden plaques will simply ask someone to write the five words "Pan Sanzhu Changsheng" on a piece of paper and stick it directly in the hall, and worship it every morning and evening.

Pan Jun was lying on the grain bag with her legs crossed, tiptoeing and humming a song that only she could understand. Miaozhenmiaohe was sitting on the shaft of the cart, also leaning against the grain bag behind her, yawning and trying hard to keep her eyes open.

Fortunately, the horse got along well with them during this period. Even without the owner's control, it would walk along the road without going astray at all.

The black cat also lay on the grain bag, resting its head on it and sleeping with its eyes closed.

So, the spiritual realm suddenly made a ding-dong sound and received a large amount of merit points, which scared both the man and the cat.

Pan Yun opened his eyes, sat up from the grain bag, and looked at the black cat. [Did I unknowingly poke the devil's nest and save the people? ]

Now, the ding-dong sound still continued, so Pan Jun asked the black cat to eliminate the sound of the spiritual realm formation. The man and the cat stared at the golden progress bar of the spiritual realm moving forward bit by bit, without any sign of stopping.

Seeing that the golden progress bar had reached the halfway mark, it moved forward a little further, occupying about two-thirds of the golden progress bar before stopping.

Pan Yun touched his chest, exhaled, and lay back in the grain bag. [Think about it, what good things have I done recently? ]

Pan Xiaohei: "I can't think of it. Did he lie to the old lady in Dalin Village that her granddaughter could bring good fortune to the family? Or did he help Mr. Zhang in Hegou Village find the money that his son had stolen and hidden?"

Pan Yun: [I received that merit on the same day, no! ]

Pan Yun looked at the white clouds floating in the sky, [Do you think it could be something about Huang Shijian? But I used a fake name, and Huang Shijian wouldn't advertise me to the outside world. How could what he did bring me merit?] Pan Yun went to Huang's house to help the tenant farmers, and never thought about how much merit he could get from him. It was a pleasant surprise that he could cheat so much money.

Bah, it’s not cheating, it’s making money!
She couldn't figure out where the merit points came from. After thinking for a while, she turned over and asked Miaozhen and Miaohe who were sitting on the shaft of the cart, "Miaozhen, Miaohe, have I done anything good to accumulate great merit recently?"

Miao Zhen and Miao He opened their sleepy eyes. Miao He wiped the corners of his mouth and came back to his senses: "No, Junior Uncle Master, we have been on the road or cheating people these days. How can we do good deeds?"

Pan Yun: "What do you mean by lying? I was just fortune-telling!"

Miao He: "But Miao Zhen said that there are several things you didn't get right."

Pan Yun sighed and said, "Why should we make people feel uneasy before they die? This is a white lie."

Miaohe: "Did you get the merit points?"

Pan Yun: “That’s true.”

But Pan Yun did not think that this was the consequence of her lying, but felt that "it was because they paid, it was a transaction, and it had nothing to do with merit."

It was precisely because he realized this that Pan Yun told people's fortunes along the way, sometimes charging money and sometimes not.

As they were talking, the carriage swayed forward and a city tower appeared in the distance. As the carriage moved forward, the city walls and gates slowly appeared in front of the three people.

Pan Yun and the other two stopped talking and looked towards the city gate. They all sat up straight and said, "We have arrived at Nan'an County."

There was a light in the eyes of the three people. Xuanmiao and Tao Ji said in their last letter that they were in Nan'an County.

Pan Jun held her chest and felt her heart beating a little faster. It was strange. Xuanmiao and Tao Ji were not likable, so why was she so excited? She even felt the joy of reunion after a long separation!

Miaozhen and Miaohe hugged each other excitedly. If they were not on the shaft of the cart, they would have jumped up and cheered.

The three were stopped at the city gate.

Pan Yun took out their household registration and school registration. The school registration at the academy allowed them to travel without a travel permit.

The gate soldier flipped through the documents, frowned, and took the household and school records in his hands. He raised his chin and pointed at the carriage, asking, "What's on the carriage?"

Pan Yun: "It's millet."

"Grain? How much? Businesses must pay taxes." He glanced around the carriage and said directly, "One tael of silver."

Pan Yun: "...Sir, I only have ten bags of millet on my cart, ten dan, worth less than two taels. I have to pay 60% commercial tax to enter the city gate. What do I want to do this business for?"

The officer choked and realized that she understood, and that he had asked for too high a price, so he glared at her fiercely and said, "Stop talking nonsense. You have to pay taxes to enter the city. If you don't pay taxes, get out of the way."

Pan Yun frowned and was about to speak, but the person waiting for the inspection to pass quickly pulled her aside and whispered, "Little Taoist priest, I see you are from Longhu Mountain. Since you can enter the palace to learn skills at such a young age, you must be a genius. Why don't you know how to adapt?"

He said, "Even though this soldier wants a little too much, you are being harsh with him, so he will not let you go. You might as well soften your tone and beg him in a friendly way. Maybe he will let you in soon."

Pan Yun frowned, looked him up and down, then nodded and said, "Got it, thank you for reminding me."

　good night

　　(End of this chapter)