Outside Xihe County.

Fields.

The farmers raised their heads with their hoes, and the sun was scorching the earth, taking away the moisture from the fields bit by bit.

"How long has it been since it rained?"

"It's been more than twenty days."

"It hasn't rained all this time, what's wrong with that!"

The rainy season has arrived unknowingly, but since it rained once before the beginning of spring, it has not rained in this area for more than twenty days.

Rain during the spring plowing season is as precious as oil. Whether it rains or not affects the growth of crops. For the people, it is a matter of life and death.

It is reasonable to say that the rainy season should be a rainy time, but at this moment there is not a drop of rain, which is really not normal.

Therefore, the farmers also talked a lot.

"Have you heard that a monster comes out of Yunbi Mountain after spring?"

"What monster."

"I heard that too."

"The monster stood taller than a man, with his arms hanging down to the ground. His body was covered with red hair. His eyes were like copper bells, and he had sharp fangs and a big mouth. Half a person would be dead in one bite.

Already."

Everyone was shocked and said one after another.

Someone said: "Isn't it Hanba?"

At this statement, everyone nodded: "There must be a drought."

More and more people are echoing: "I just said, why doesn't it rain all the time? It must be caused by drought."

He said so, and they believed it.

As they talked, they became more anxious. If it didn't rain, this year's harvest would definitely be affected.

If the grain harvest fails, people will die.

"Go to the official office."

"Yes, tell the county magistrate."

"Let the county catch the drought demon."

More and more people gathered and marched toward the county government office in Xihe County. On the way there, the rumors about Hanba also spread more and more loudly.

In the county office.

Jia Gui is discussing with his staff how to persuade farmers and mulberry farmers to teach him. He knows what to do, but now there is a big problem.

"We have already made arrangements to encourage farmers, but if it doesn't rain, what will we do?"

"This is a temporary thing. The rain might fall in a few days."

"Yes, the county magistrate should not be too worried."

As he was talking, it suddenly became noisy outside.

Gradually, the sound became louder and louder, and the chaotic sounds gathered together, filling the sky with endless shouts.

Jia Gui glanced at his staff and immediately stood up in shock.

"What's going on? What's going on?"

"Something's going on?"

A staff member on the side called someone over and said coldly and sternly.

"Go out and take a look to see what happened. Come back and report to the county magistrate as soon as possible."

"Also, ask someone to call the county captain and the chief of the third army immediately."

From the sounds outside, I could tell that at least hundreds of people had gathered. It looked like this was a riot and a rebellion.

As the county magistrate, how could Jia Gui and others not panic?

"Oh, it turns out there wasn't a civil uprising, it was the Han..."

Jia Gui just breathed a sigh of relief, but asked again.

"Han... Han what?"

Officer: "The county magistrate is the one who caused the drought and prevented it from raining."

Only then did he finally come to his senses and realize that it was the Han Bao, but this only made Jia Gui's heart, which had just been relieved, suddenly rise in his throat again.

"What, there's a drought?"

Just now he was discussing with his staff whether it would rain or not, but others said it would rain later.

But if there is a drought, it is not a matter of sooner or later, it means a year of severe drought.

A bad harvest is considered a good thing, but if it fails, it will mean that there is no harvest and the land will be empty for thousands of miles.

Jia Gui suddenly became a little anxious, and at this time, someone who quickly approached him after he arrived in Xihe County appeared.

Jia Gui: "Liu Yitou, just in time, I have something to ask you to do."

Liu Yitou was so anxious that he immediately stood up and obeyed the order before he could sit down.

but.

After hearing this, he was dumbfounded and hesitated when speaking.

"Let me... let me catch the drought demon. This... this... I'm afraid this won't work, right?"

"How about we go to the temple to burn incense, maybe..."

But how could Jia Gui give him a reason to refuse: "Go if you are told. How can you say so much?"

Gods are so easy to talk to, and Fuyuan is not such a waste method.

Jia Gui's first thought was to ask Liu Yitou to try it, and if it didn't work, we would talk about it later.

——

Recently, Jiang Chao has a place to kill time and relax, both during the day and at night.

Come together every day, Jiang Chao will practice "Thunder in the Palm" in the Shenyuan.

After playing games and having dinner every day, Jiang Chao would put on the divine robe, put his hands in the wide sleeves, and walk leisurely to the cloud wall on his wooden clogs, where he would take a walk and enjoy the beautiful moonlight.

.

Today, Jiang Chao walked along the cave.

"It's a pity that there is no wine. If there was wine, it would be more comfortable with this night moonscape."

The previous bottle of wine has been drunk, and there is no second bottle of wine in this era.

Wang Shu's voice came and he said to Jiang Chao.

"Want a drink?"

"There's nothing good about drinking alcohol. It's only harmful to the body."

At dusk.

In the foothills.

The general framework of the house hall has been erected on the foundation made of large and small stones in front of Yunbi. The longevity palace of the gods, that is, the main hall, extends from Yunbi as the core.

It uses a five-ridged roof, supported by nine beams. The wood is taken from the nearby mountains. The beams not only support the main hall, but also connect the two side halls on the left and right. The structure looks exquisite and

complex.

But the eaves are ordinary blue tiles and corner eaves, the doors and windows have already been made by carpenters, they are long windows with cloud patterns, and the palace doors are already being painted with vermilion paint.

The walls on both sides are painted with white ash, and painters will be invited to paint murals later. The hall is designed to have a large number of white curtains hanging down, making it look like clouds when the wind blows.

As soon as dusk arrives, the craftsmen and porters quickly leave, but at this time another figure will quietly come here.

He is the Lord of the Clouds and the Divine Witch.

The so-called witches are actually bodies carefully selected by the mountain people to carry the power of the gods.

In a sense, the shaman is not a human being. From the moment he puts on the mask, he becomes a medium and channel connecting the ancient gods and the human world.

And Yunzhongjun's magical wizard looks tall and fit, which can be said to stand out among people of this era. He has short hair that is slightly longer than Yunzhongjun. I don't know if it is like this originally or because I heard about Yunzhongjun.

The appearance was later changed to this.

Every day at sunset, the shamans would come to Yunbi to burn incense and pray to the gods, without stopping day after day, and even the time steps were never wrong.

At the beginning, it was just a greeting and praise to the gods.

But in recent days, I have been asking about another matter.

"O God of Clouds!"

"Why do divine thunders rain down every day, but what message is there to convey to the world?"

"Or are you warning all living beings that something bad is about to happen?"

Jiang Chao actually couldn't understand the mountain people's words at first. It's not that the other party's language was in another system, but the accent was a little different, so Wang Shu told him all this.

But as I listened, I gradually got used to it.

But at this moment, Jiang Chao has no instructions to convey.

It never works.

Tell the other party that he is practicing the "Thunder in the Palm" magic and is going to go to the mountains to hunt a long-legged hare.

But today, when he was passing not far behind Yunbi, Wangshu suddenly called him, and Jiang Chao immediately stopped and listened to what was going on outside through the radio.

The setting sun shines in from outside at dusk, and a masked shaman kneels under the jade. The sun and moon pendants on his delicate earlobes are swaying, faintly shining with golden dots in the setting sun.

The wizard's voice was very clear, with a southern tone and the straightforwardness of a mountain man.

"Today I'm not asking you why you lowered the divine thunder. I'm asking you to do something."

Putting the radio to his ear, Wang Shu explained the situation outside.

After saying that, she also reminded Jiang Chao "intimately".

"I quietly observed it, and I didn't bring a whip."

Wang Shu still remembered what Jiang Chao said before, if the gods don't make it rain, they will whip him.

Jiang Chao: "What do they want Mr. Yun Zhong to do?"

Wang Shu: "I want you to make it rain."

Life is not easy for ordinary people. It doesn’t work if it rains too much or if it doesn’t rain.

When he said this, Wang Shu's voice was full of the tone of a good show: "What are you going to do?"

Jiang Chao: "Give them rain."

Wang Shu: "Really?"

Jiang Chao: "I took people's money to eliminate disasters for them, but they let me wear the clothes they gave me, and I can do this."

After Wang Shu confirmed that Jiang Chao was serious, she asked Jiang Chao curiously how he planned to make it rain.

Wangshu: "I can do it, but what should I do?"

Wang Shu looked at Jiang Chao with admiration, wondering if he was really a god.

Jiang Chao: "This is easy to handle."

Wang Shu: "This is not easy to handle."

Wang Shu explained to Jiang Chao in detail what conditions and equipment were needed to create a large-scale rainfall.

And these are things they currently don't have.

Jiang Chao was very indifferent: "Just watch."

Wang Shu was very curious: "Is it possible that you really can control the wind and rain?"

Wang Shu's curiosity was even transmitted from the radio. She really wanted to see how Jiang Chao made the rain fall.

Jiang Chao continued to walk forward. At this time, Wang Shu mentioned another thing.

"By the way, when someone came to burn incense, they said they hoped you could drive away the drought demons!"

The steps Jiang Chao had just taken stopped again, and now it was his turn to feel surprised.

"Hanba?"

"Is there still this thing here?"

For a moment, Jiang Chao thought that he had really traveled to a place with gods and spirits.

Jiang Chao: "Did you see it?"

Wang Shu: "I saw it."

Jiang Chao: "Hanba?"

Wangshu: "He is a very special ape."

Jiang Chao understood, and then asked: "Where is it?"

Wang Shu: "But it ran very fast and left my monitoring range. It had nothing to do with us anyway, so I didn't pay attention to it afterwards."

Jiang Chao: "Then there's nothing I can do about it."

Wangshu teased him: "You can make it rain, but you can't do anything about a monkey."

Jiang Chao said: "The Jade Emperor was even beaten by a monkey!"

After the wizard burned the incense, he carried the incense burner and smoked it inside and outside the cloud wall. Then he walked outside step by step with his bare feet like stepping on a lotus.

Finally, it disappeared little by little into the bamboo forest.

The moon is above the treetops, and silver light covers the ground.

At this time, "Yun Zhongjun" wearing the divine robe of Yunxia came out, and the aroma that the divine wizard had just smoked with the incense burner still remained, wisps of threads winding around his long sleeves.

At night, this is the realm that belongs to Yun Zhongjun alone.
Chapter completed!