In the afternoon.

Several carriages of wine hurriedly came from the county town. The tractors behind the carriages pulled the wine. People relayed the sealed wine jars one by one and took them to the shrine.

Among them are two small jars, which contain spring-flavored yellow wine used to worship the gods of Chu. It is said that the fragrance of the wine can lead to the underworld.

"Finally caught up."

"If you miss today's time, you will miss something important."

“Will this wine work?”

"It's definitely no problem."

"Is it raining today?"

"The wizard said it will be midnight tonight."

People in Shanghe Township were talking to people in the county. Although they were in different places outside the city, many people knew each other, and everyone had the same goal at this moment.

That is, let the gods make it rain quickly!

The priest brought the wine inside, carefully picked up the two small jars, and placed them under the curtain.

The two witches in the curtain opened the outer white curtain, each held a small jar, and carefully brought it to the witch.

Sacrificial witch: "Is this wine okay?"

Even the witches don't know. It's not something we can know now. We'll know if it rains at night.

Sacrificial witch: "Please Lingzi try it first."

A witch is a witch who is possessed by a god and descends into the mortal world. It is also called a spirit child.

Of course the witches knew what this meant, just in case there was something wrong with the wine they brought. It was not that they were afraid of being poisonous. In their minds, poisoning would not harm the ancient gods.

But if there is something wrong with the wine, if it is bad or spoiled, it will offend the gods, and good things will turn into bad things in an instant.

The witch opened one of the jars, took a small cup from the other, offered it to the witch and took a sip.

"fine."

Then, follow the bamboo forest path at dusk.

Under the mask of the magic witch, his face was red, and he walked towards Yunbi Shougong with a slight drunkenness, holding a small wine jar in his arms.

Outside the shrine.

"Go back!"

"It will definitely rain at night."

"Don't worry, go back, go back, and don't wander around at night, be careful not to disturb the ghosts and gods."

Wu Jin informed the people outside and asked them to go home and wait patiently. It would definitely rain at night, so everyone gradually went down the mountain.

It's almost dark, but everyone always looks back after taking a few steps.

Night is special and unknown in the eyes of people in Xihe County, or people of this era.

It seems as if at night, this land no longer belongs to humans.

It belongs to the gods, but also to the ghosts and spirits in the underworld, and the spirits in the mountains and rivers.

Especially under this divine peak.

Watching the alternation of day and night, the dark shadows cover the mountains and submerge everything little by little, just like the gods of the yin and yang worlds are exchanging the custody of day and night.

The villagers didn't know what happened next on the mountain. They just looked at the sky, hoping that the rain would fall sooner.

The night got darker and most people went home.

But there are also many people gathered inside and outside the clan ancestral hall in the village, guarding the memorial tablets of their ancestors, lighting lamps and dozing off.

Every now and then, when they wake up, everyone will look outside and ask what time it is.

The candles in the ancestral hall were changed several times, and it was finally midnight.

People couldn't see the changes in the darkness outside, but with the ticking sound on the roof, someone finally woke up from their sleep and exclaimed, but there was joy in the exclaim.

"It's raining."

"It's raining, God it's raining."

"No, it's the rain coming from Yun Zhongjun."

Under the dim light of the candle, people stood up one after another, rubbing their eyes, and then went outside to watch the patter of rain and jump to their feet and cheer.

"It's raining!"

"It's raining."

"It's really raining."

At the end of this rainy season, the continuous spring rain, as precious as oil, finally fell from the sky with its tenderness and sweetness.

There were still people running outside at night, running on the field ridges in the rain outside, touching the wet soil. The rain was not heavy, but the humidity falling on them made people feel hopeful.

Only farmers, those who rely on this land for survival, can understand the preciousness of this rain.

Someone said: "When the gods drink wine, it will rain."

Everyone laughed: "Hahahaha!"

Some people raised their heads to let the rain hit their faces, and then couldn't help but lick their lips.

"This rain is sweet."

After hearing what others said, others also followed suit. I wonder if it was an illusion, but everyone always felt that the rain had a scent of wine.

"Why does it smell like alcohol?"

Among the county seats of Xihe County.

The county magistrate Jia Gui didn't sleep either. After arranging for someone to deliver the wine quickly, he read in the study and waited.

The lady brought a midnight snack: "Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

Jia Gui put down the scroll in his hand: "Farming is the foundation of all people. How can I sleep as a county magistrate if the rain doesn't fall?"

While placing the dishes, the lady asked: "Do gods also drink?"

At this point, the lady also remembered something: "By the way, the gods invited you to have a drink last time. That was the wine of the gods. What does it taste like?"

When Jia Gui heard what his wife said, he immediately recalled the scene by the river, the exquisite stone pot and the red carp on the jade cup.

At that time, his mood was complicated. He only remembered that the wine was clearer than water. The taste was so hot when he drank it that his whole body seemed to be on fire.

But the feeling after drinking it is like being in the clouds.

"That is the wine from heaven!"

I don’t know that the gods are not satisfied with the wine in this world.

At this time, the servant outside knocked on the door and announced the good news.

"Uncle, the rain is falling."

Jia Gui immediately walked quickly to the window and pushed it open. The breeze and drizzle drifted in with the open window.

Standing in front of the window and feeling the wind and rain, I was extremely sure that it would rain today, just like when the gods said it would snow.

However, there is nothing more reassuring than seeing the rain fall with your own eyes.

The lady also brought a glass of wine at the right time, and Jia Gui laughed and drank it all in one gulp.

"It's far from the wine of the gods!"

"But the wine of the world also has the flavor of the world."

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Riverside.

The stone statues in the grotto were turned over, and Jiang Chao came here early to listen to the sound of the roar of the river.

There was a small wine jar beside him, a glass of wine in his hand, and some food to accompany the wine.

When the rain fell, he also played some music, which made him feel at ease.

Wang Shu's voice came from the radio: "So what you said about giving them rain is to listen to my weather forecast to know when it will rain, and then tell them?"

Jiang Chao: "I said it was going to rain, and it rained. There is nothing wrong with this process!"

Wang Shu: "But this is the rain that was going to fall. It has nothing to do with you?"

She was looking forward to it, wanting to see how Jiang Chao could control the wind and rain.

Jiang Chao nodded and acknowledged: "But I drank a jar of their wine, then killed the vicious ape for them, and told them when it would rain. This is not too much!"

Wang Shu thought for a while and it seemed like this: "It seems like this."

Jiang Chao drank the wine: "Yes!"
Chapter completed!