Everyone stayed under the sacred peak until dark, and stayed up until the next day.

At this time, the witch personally entered the sacred garden to check. After burning the sacrificial text to Lord Yun Zhong in the early morning, the witch conducted divination several times.

It wasn't until he got the hexagram of approval that he stepped into the forbidden forest of the Shenyuan.

But the witch did not notice the shadow of the demon. The terrible "demon" seemed to turn into ashes here, blending into the land and haze.

at last.

The divine witch told the sacrificial witch, and the sacrificial witch came to the shrine outside the bamboo forest to inform the people who had been waiting.

The sacrificial shaman, wearing a straw crown on his head and leaning on his staff, said: "After the fire from the earth and the thunder from the sky, the evil demon Drought has been surrendered."

County Honorable Jia Gui nodded, stroking his beard and thanking the witch.

Turning around: "Okay, okay, the demon has finally been surrendered."

Others were also smiling happily, and it was only at this moment that everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"I heard that the demon came from Wushan. There was a big disaster there before, and countless people died."

"If it hadn't been for Yun Zhongjun's protection this time, we would have had a major disaster in Xihe County."

"Not only our Xihe County, but also several other counties can't escape."

"This demon still wants to come to us to cause trouble. Our place is a geomantic treasure land with the protection of gods and gods. It can come wherever it wants."

And after that.

The drought demon was never seen again to cause harm to Xihe County, and the thunderbolt from the blue that always echoed above the sacred peak also temporarily stopped.

The whole county was rejoicing, but this momentum did not last two days.

Fields.

The farmer carries water on a shoulder pole and pours it carefully into the fields, but such a small amount of water is just a drop in the bucket for a large area of ​​farmland.

The old farmer with dark and chapped skin looked up at the sky. The sun was setting on the old man's bamboo hat and also on the fields.

The farmer said worriedly: "The drought demons have been harvested, why is it still not raining?"

The son on the side asked: "Is it that the drought demon hasn't been wiped out yet?"

The farmer immediately reprimanded: "How is that possible? Everyone saw it clearly that day. The drought demon was burned by the earth's fire and then taken away by the thunder. How could it be false?"

My son thought of the fierce demon he saw that day who was blackened by fire, and he is still frightened to this day.

"Yes, yes, only gods can collect that thing, but why doesn't the rain fall?"

Now everyone became worried again.

The drought demon was collected by the gods, but the rain has not yet fallen. Compared with the terrible demon, the lack of rain will be more deadly.

In Yunbi Mountain.

The village elders from all the villages in Shanghe Township gathered together to discuss this matter, which was considered a township meeting.

Everyone looked uneasy: "It's not raining. Are the gods dissatisfied with us, or have we done something wrong?"

Suddenly someone stood up: "I suddenly remembered."

Everyone looked over and asked, "What's going on?"

The man said: "We made a wish, but we haven't had time to fulfill it yet."

As soon as these words came out, everyone suddenly understood. They stood up clapped their thighs one by one, or raised their heads and exclaimed in surprise.

"Yes, yes, yes."

"The gods have blessed us, but we have not repaid our wishes. How could it rain like this?"

"We have been so frightened by the drought demon during this period that we have forgotten such an important thing."

Everyone finally found the source of the non-raining and immediately started making preparations.

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Late at night.

Riverside.

Jiang Chao came to the grotto next to the river wall again and looked at the river quietly.

I don't know when a pottery incense burner was placed in front of the grotto. In the furnace were sticks left after the incense burnt out. There were also some vegetarian offerings such as melons and fruits placed under the grotto.

Although the river is still flowing, the water in the river cannot flow directly to the farmland, let alone solve the problem of no rain.

"Zizzizi~"

The radio was placed aside, and suddenly it started ringing and made a loud noise.

Jiang Chao calculated the time and found that it was just time for Wang Shu to make a weather forecast.

"It starts again."

He turned his head and looked over, put his hand out of his wide sleeves, picked up the radio and leaned forward to put it to his ear.

"Hello."

"Dear viewers, welcome to today's weather forecast."

A familiar voice sounded, but it was much more formal than usual.

Wang Shu started the forecast again that only one person was listening to.

Just by listening to the sound, one can imagine that Wang Shu is standing upright at this moment, looking out of the screen with a smile, reaching out his hand to make a guiding gesture, and then stepping aside to guide the audience to look to the other side of the screen.

But compared to watching, Jiang Chao prefers listening, which has more room for imagination and artistic conception.

"What we are reporting to you now is the weather conditions in Xihe County in the past week. The weather has become warmer in the past few days, and the climate is dry and rainless."

"However, due to the influence of airflow from the south in four days, there will be rain. Please bring an umbrella with you when you go out to prevent..."

Although the weather forecast started on time, it ended very quickly because Wang Shu had already changed from the host of a world-class weather forecast program to the host of a county-level weather forecast program.

Jiang Chao listened to the ending song of the weather forecast and the sound of the flowing river. He felt an invisible tranquility in his heart, and his body also relaxed a lot.

At this time, Wang Shu's voice interrupted the silence Jiang Chao felt, and suddenly broke into his world.

"Hey, can you hear me?"

Jiang Chao didn't speak, but Wang Shu knew that he was listening and pressed forward step by step.

"It's useless not to speak. You can't hide from me."

"Last time you said you wanted to let God rain, why don't you let God rain?"

Wang Shu had just finished the broadcast and was still a little excited at the moment, but Jiang Chao felt that this excitement came from other places.

For example, I was finally able to tease him some more.

Wangshu: "Hey, hey, do you hear me?"

Jiang Chao: "What did you hear?"

Wang Shu: "The weather forecast I just broadcast, if you don't let it rain, it will really rain."

In fact, Wangshu had already predicted the rain half a month ago, but the exact date did not come out until today.

Jiang Chao: "Oh, really?"

Wangshu: "Hey, can you really make it rain?"

Jiang Chao: "I am not calling for wind and rain for God, I am making rain for the common people."

Wangshu: "What's the difference?"

Jiang Chao: "Of course there is a difference."

Wangshu: "What's the difference?"

Jiang Chao: "God wants me to call the wind and rain, and the common people only need the rain to fall."

Wang Shu still didn't understand what this meant, and Jiang Chao didn't explain it either.

Wangshu is a very powerful artificial intelligence, with many abilities that he can't match. Only in this illusory human heart can Jiang Chao see her staring eyes in confusion.
Chapter completed!