An hour later.
The villagers rushed to the Taoist temple one after another, including Wu Weng and his son.
Master Zhou and his eldest disciple are not in the Taoist temple today. There are only Yingbao and his second senior brother in the temple, and of course, Xiaodouzi and his sister Cuilan.
Yingbao took out a booklet with a story she wrote in charcoal.
Because I was writing in a hurry, my handwriting is a bit sloppy.
Wu Yi asked curiously: "Little master, why did you call us here?"
Ying Bao said seriously: "I suddenly received the oracle last night and wrote it down this morning. Now I'm calling you here because I want to tell you the content of the oracle. Well, it's about the legend of Shiquan Cave."
The villagers all opened their mouths and looked at the little baby standing on the steps in surprise.
Even Zhang Min turned to look at the junior sister, wondering what was wrong with her.
Yingbao coughed lightly and began to speak: "Actually, the water in the Shiquan Cave was made from the tears of the Nine Heavens Xuannv. She felt sorry for the suffering in the world, so she opened a fairy cave here. As long as people are dedicated to good deeds and have never done any sin, What a great deal, drinking the water here can drive away evil spirits, cure diseases, and lead to a long life.”
“Really, really?” The villagers didn’t believe it, but they were still looking forward to it in their hearts. "The water in the cave can really cure diseases and expel evil spirits, and can lead to longevity?"
Yingbao nodded and added: "Of course it's okay to be kind, but it's hard to say how to be evil."
As long as someone had questions, she would guide them to the cave to explore the secrets. I believe many people could not understand why there were two big peonies in full bloom in the cave.
Even if Master saw it, it would surprise him.
“Then...can my cold legs be cured?” an elderly villager asked with hope.
Ying Bao scratched his forehead and said hesitantly: "Well, I don't know about that either. Why don't you go to the cave to get a ladle of water and drink it and try it."
Lao Han's legs are mostly caused by rheumatism. Even if he drinks Wudingzhi, he probably won't get better for a while.
But in order to convince the villagers that the water in this cave is magical, this step must be taken.
Just as the elderly villagers were going to the kitchen to get things to fill with water, they saw several young men rushing out. They went to the Taoist kitchen to get buckets and water basins, and then ran to get water.
After a while, the water was brought.
Ying Bao came to the bucket and took a look at the crystal clear spring water. He brushed his sleeves over the bucket unintentionally, picked up a gourd and water scoop, stirred it inside, and scooped out a scoop of water and handed it to the elderly villager.
The old man took it with trembling hands and drank the whole ladle of water in one gulp.
After drinking it, I touched my stomach and felt very refreshed.
Other villagers also came over, looked at the old man up and down, and asked: "How is it? How do you feel?"
The old man laughed and said, "I suddenly feel energetic."
With his words, the villagers suddenly turned their eyes to the bucket of water, their eyes burning.
Upon seeing this, Ying Bao quickly said: "Young people don't need to drink it. Leave this bucket of water for the older people to drink."
Speaking, he motioned to the second senior brother to come over and share the water.
Zhang Min had been curious for a long time and wanted to take a taste, but his junior sister was watching, so he had to give the water to the elderly and weak in the village.
“I, I want to drink too.” A man with a sallow complexion looked at Zhang Min pleadingly.
Zhang Min glanced at his junior sister and saw that she had no objection, so he took a large ladle and handed it to him.
The man drank the water in one go, and at the end he tilted his neck and poured it into his mouth. After making sure not to drop a drop, he handed the water ladle back to Zhang Min.
Just like that, the bucket of water and the basin of water were divided up neatly.
But there were some who didn't take it seriously. One of them expressed doubts about Yingbao's words: "Little master, this cave has existed before. Why didn't I know that spring water can cure diseases?" Everyone looked at Yingbao. "Yes, little master, how do you know this spring water is magical?" It doesn't seem to make sense based on her words alone.
“Could they be tricking us into offering incense to the Taoist temple?” Someone started to make rude remarks.
Ying Bao: "Since you don't believe it, then go back." She didn't want to waste any more words.
What I did was just to respond to Master’s request and find a way for them to get rich.
If these people are unwilling to cooperate, there is nothing she can do.
Wu Weng glared at the villager: "If you don't speak, no one will think you are mute. When did Master Zhou ask you to offer incense?"
The man lowered his head and said nothing.
Ying Bao thought about it and decided to make it clear now to save them from being suspicious.
But she wasn’t going to tell everyone.
So he said to Wu Weng and Wu Yi: "Grandpa Wu, come with me. I have something to say."
Wu Weng and his son Wu Yi followed Yingbao to the main hall.
It is said to be a main hall, but it is actually a main room. There are only an incense table and a few futons in it, not even a chair.
A few people sat cross-legged on the futon, and in front of the ancestors of the Sanqing Dynasty on the incense table, Yingbao told the Wu family and his son his plan.
“A load of water can be sold for one penny?” Wu Yi thought he heard wrongly.
Ying Bao: "Well, the water in this cave is fairy water, and the price of selling it is not much. Those aristocratic families in the city would spend five or ten guan per cup just to buy the cold fragrant snow on the plum blossoms. We can't. It’s been sold consistently and is already very cheap.”
Ordinary people will not buy this water, and only wealthy families will pay for it.
Wu Weng's eyes sparkled: "So, the young master told that story just for us today?"
Yingbao glanced at him and nodded: "If I don't say that, you will go to Fucheng to sell water tomorrow. How will you explain to others the origin of this water?"
Those rich people in the city are not stupid, so why do they have to spend the same amount of money to buy a bucket of ordinary water?
It was different to have a bottle of fairy water. According to her expectation, it would be no problem to sell a load of water for two guan in the future.
“Okay! Great!” The village leaders of Zaoshu Village and the two surrounding villages have discussed it countless times, but they have never made up their mind to escape to the south.
No matter what, we have our roots here, and if we can survive for a while, who would want to escape to another place?
Seeing that Muramasa and his son did not object to this business, Yingbao decided to send the first batch of spring water to Fucheng tomorrow for sale.
Of course, for the sake of safety, my four masters and disciples also have to go with me.
It is said that the second senior brother Zhang Min's home is in Fucheng, and he can go back to see his family this time.
Early the next morning, the village leader Wu Yi borrowed a donkey cart from somewhere and took two villagers to Shiquan Cave to collect water.
They scooped a total of ten buckets of water and put them on the donkey cart, and put two more buckets on Master Zhou's cart.
After scooping up the water and preparing to leave, Yingbao suddenly said to the second senior brother: "Second senior brother, you said last time that you put something in the cave. While there are many people now, you might as well go in and take it out for me to see."
Zhang Min slapped his head and said with a smile: "Yes, yes! I really want to take it out."
With that said, he asked Xiaodouzi to go in with him, and also used a stick and weeds to make a torch and bring it with him.
Because he hid the things so deep that he couldn't find them without a torch.
Took off his shoes and carried them in his hands. Before wading into the water, Zhang Min said to his junior sister: "I'll go in and knock a stalagmite for you. It'll be pretty."
Yingbao nodded: "Okay, be careful."