"Xihe County, there will be moderate to heavy rain tomorrow."

"The minimum temperature is 8 to 10 degrees, and the maximum temperature is 17 to 19 degrees."

"Today is the first day of the Grain Rain season. It is expected that the rainbands will remain in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River for a while. Spectators who need to go out are advised to bring rain gear to prevent slippery roads in rainy days."

"By the way, the river is very windy and rough, so please wear a lifebuoy helmet when taking a boat."

The time scale on the screen shows twenty-one-fifty. No matter how much the Paper Man Weather Forecaster adds water, the coverage area is only two counties, and the weather, temperature, humidity and other data are basically the same.

The weather forecast is very long and ugly.

Tonight's weather forecast is almost coming to an end.

"Dear viewers, thank you for listening to today's weather forecast."

"See you tomorrow, good night."

The background of today's weather forecast is the Dunhuang mural "Farming in the Rain". In the painting, there are dark clouds, heavy rain, and lush crops in the fields.

A farmer wearing a bamboo hat hurriedly carried crops on his shoulders and walked back, while another farmer insisted on whipping his whip and driving cattle in the field. On the field, the farmer's family was enjoying a meal warmly.

Using this painting as the background seems to imply that today is Grain Rain.

Wangshu put on a Dunhuang style outfit, which was gorgeous but not kitsch.

The Wu belt wrapped around her slender arms was fluttering in the wind. At first glance, I thought it was the Bodhisattva or goddess on the mural descending to earth.

The weather forecast has ended.

The weather forecaster did not leave, but stayed on the screen and looked down.

Jiang Chao was in a daze, staring straight ahead. Whenever Wangshu started reporting the weather, he looked like this, as if someone had chanted a spell and his soul had been taken away.

Wang Shu asked Jiang Chao: "Do you know?"

Jiang Chao slowly raised his head: "What do you know?"

Wangshu said: "Someone is planning to make you a Buddha or Bodhisattva."

Jiang Chao's eyes moved: "Buddha is Buddha, Bodhisattva is Bodhisattva, what is Buddha and Bodhisattva?"

After experiencing a series of events such as having the temple built and being informed that he would become Yunzhongjun, Jiang Chao was no longer surprised by such things.

Wang Shu: "It is possible to make you a Buddha or a Bodhisattva. It depends on your performance."

Jiang Chao: "Who is so powerful? This man is the emperor?"

Wangshu: "He is a monk."

Jiang Chao: "It's unusual for a monk to let someone else be his Buddha."

Wang Shu: "Didn't the Taoist priest of Yunzhen Taoism let you become an immortal? They also enshrined your god's tablet. The magistrate of Xihe County also asked you to be Yunzhongjun. That Wen Shenyou also wanted to let the emperor give you a

A long list of immortal titles, aren’t these all mortals?”

Jiang Chao thought for a while: "That's right. Wherever the gods come from, they all come from mortals and go to the secular world."

Wang Shu said: "You don't care?"

Jiang Chao: "Why do you care? If someone just says something, I will take someone's head from thousands of miles away?"

At this time, the flower-carrying monk appeared on the screen, and it was exactly the picture of him having a conversation with his disciples in the Zen room, but when he said the last sentence, his voice suddenly became louder.

"It means that Yun Zhongjun can also become a Bodhisattva, or a Buddha."

Wang Shu: "Look, you are so arrogant, aren't you angry?"

Jiang Chao: "Why are you angry? I don't have to do anything. Someone asks me to be a Buddha and a Bodhisattva. What a good thing."

Wang Shu: "You, the majestic Lord Yun Zhong, are a god in the sky. It's so shameless to be manipulated around like this."

Jiang Chao: "Acting with you, I don't want to explain because I don't want to bother you. I just want to fool others, and I still take myself seriously while acting."

But, Jiang Chao said next.

"From what he said, he doesn't sound like a person with evil intentions, and his plan is unlikely to succeed."

"What did he use to teach Yun Zhendao, and how could he convert so many people to Buddhism?"

"but……"

Wangshu: "But what?"

Jiang Chao: "The last sentence he said, that the Buddha is an enlightened one and has the vow to save all sentient beings from the sea of ​​suffering, is quite interesting."

Wang Shu: "Don't all monks say that?"

Jiang Chao: "Yes, after all, what people say and what they do are always different. We don't know what this monk did."

Jiang Chao no longer discussed the matter of the Flower Monk, but at this time Wang Shu mentioned another matter.

Jiang Chao was covered with a blanket and holding a book of Go from Beginner to Master in his hand. The book still exuded the fragrance of brand-new paper.

Jiang Chao: "What else?"

Wang Shu's voice changed a little, and the rain in the background also became heavier, accompanied by the roaring wind: "Didn't you listen to the weather forecast just now?"

Jiang Chao nodded: "Listen, listen very carefully, it's like a devil's voice penetrates your ears."

Wangshu told him: "There will be moderate to heavy rain tomorrow."

Jiang Chao opened the book: "I have no plans to go out tomorrow. If it rains, let it rain!"

But as soon as Jiang Chao finished speaking, he remembered something.

"Oh, the wizard is going to Lucheng tomorrow morning."

If there is heavy rain and strong winds, no one will dare to sail on the river, and it will be impossible to go there tomorrow.

Jiang Chao remembered something again: "Isn't there that? I remember that the motor has been installed and the test has passed."

Wang Shu: "That is to prepare the next transportation of steel from the Iron Sand Hell."

Jiang Chao: "Isn't it useless for the time being? Let's borrow it."

Before, Wang Shu said she wanted to make a dragon.

——

It was still dark.

Jia Gui diligently followed the moonlight and came to the foot of the sacred peak. He was followed by the county magistrate and guards. After all, he went to Lucheng in the name of the county magistrate and in the name of auspiciousness.

At the foot of the mountain, he did not go up the mountain or urge him. Instead, he came to the pavilion and admired the stone tablet he had erected, while making arrangements with his entourage.

"Have the arrangements for the boat across the river been arranged?"

"The boats to cross the river have been arranged. We have found three boats, which will definitely be enough."

"When you go to Lucheng, be careful with me. Be cautious in your words and deeds. I heard that the King of Lucheng is decisive and selfless in killing. If you lose your head when the time comes, don't blame me for not warning you."

"Yes, we will definitely remember it."

Lucheng County is a fiefdom of Lucheng County King, and can also be called Lucheng County.

At first, the imperial court was on guard against the separatist rule of various princes, which was called a county. In fact, all the officials in the county were dispatched and appointed by the court, such as Jia Gui. The princes had no real power.

But now, some of the original bans have long existed in name only.

For someone like the Duke of Lucheng, who oversaw the military affairs of Yin and Jinzhou, and also held the title of governor of Yinzhou, such precautions would have no meaning at all.

Even if you are an official sent by the imperial court, how can you not obey the other party's orders?

Wen Ji, the king of Lucheng County, was the real king of Yinzhou, and everyone respected him even more than the emperor who was far away.

After a while, the Taoists from Ziyunfeng Yunzhen Tao also arrived.

Taoist Yin-Yang and Taoist He were quite simple and did not make any preparations. They wore Taoist robes and came with two or three disciples.

"I have met Mr. Jia County."

"I've met Taoist Master Lu, Taoist Master Danhe."

between words.

There was finally movement on top of the divine peak.

Everyone looked up towards the mountain, looking through the mountain gate, and someone began to shout in a low voice.

"The wizard is down."

"As expected, the witches and wizards all wear military uniforms when traveling."

"There should be no imps or monsters who dare to block the way on this road."

The shaman is sitting cross-legged on a chariot carried by strong mountain people. The curtains are dancing gently and you can see his figure. He is wearing a black round-collar military uniform and has a divine expression on his face.

They were accompanied by shamans dressed in different costumes. At first glance, it looked like the gods recorded in ancient books traveled in ancient times, and the mountain gods and landowners from all over the world were waiting for them.

However, Jia Gui felt that there were some changes in the magic witch today. At first glance, his eyes focused on the mask of the magic witch.

"What is this?"

At a glance, you can tell that it is not the same thing as the original one. It looks like stone but not jade, and it also looks very light.

The lines on it are integrated into the divine face, as if they were completely natural.

"This must be a sacred object."

"Besides, it must have been given by Yun Zhongjun."

Jia Gui felt more and more that he had come to the right place.

Yun Zhongjun is really as ethereal and elusive as a cloud, and he is not even in the world at all.

However, the witch possessed Yun Zhongjun's power and magical powers, and the witch can be said to be a god-like existence in this world.

He also visited the place where the thunder from the sky fell in Jingu County. If such a terrifying power fell among thousands of troops or in the city, who could resist it.

Not to mention that the shaman can also command ghosts and gods to enchant souls, and he can reach the sky and the underworld.

This world.

What can even the emperor and princes do in the face of such great power?

Thinking of this, Jia Gui's expression became more and more respectful. As a Bailihou, he actually made a big salute to a god who had not been officially consecrated by the imperial court and his shaman.

"I've seen the witch."

The person he worships is the shaman, Yun Zhongjun, and his unpredictable magic power.

The shaman's chariot stopped in front of the pavilion, and the figure behind the white curtain looked at him.

The wizard took off his mask and asked Jia Gui.

"I'm going to Lucheng now. What can Zun Jia tell me?"

Jia Gui: "Don't dare, don't dare, how dare you honor me in front of the witch, just call me Jia Gui."

The wizard asked again: "What is the purpose of Lucheng County Prince inviting me to attend the meeting this time?"

Jia Gui looked at Fajianshang cautiously: "May I ask, what is the purpose of the witch's visit?"

The shaman said bluntly: "May the God of Yun Zhong be enshrined in the world, and may all living beings recite the name of God Yun."

Jia Gui: "The Lucheng County Prince is just testing this. There is no need for the wizard to worry. As long as he can show off a few things, his wish will come true."

Wizard: "Is it that simple?"

Jia Gui: "For us, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky, but for the magicians, it is so simple."

In Jia Gui's opinion, all the magical powers and power of the witch come from Yun Zhongjun.

It doesn't matter what he thinks, it doesn't matter what Lucheng County Prince thinks, it doesn't even matter what the emperor thinks.

As long as the favor of Lord Yun Zhong is still with the witch, and as long as the witch is still performing the work of the gods, nothing else matters.

In his eyes, this principle is just like when he is an official. It doesn't matter what other people think. Who is above him and the emperor's will is the most important.

The people he follows can decide his official career with one word, and the emperor can decide the life or death of his entire family with one word.

When Jia Gui said it at the end, he felt like he was risking his life.

He took a step closer, bowed and spoke bluntly.

"Witch!"

"You are different from me."

"Everything in this world is like a passing cloud to you."

"As long as you follow Yun Zhongjun's decree, no one or anything can stop you."

The witch stopped talking and didn't put on a mask. He just looked into the distance like this.

In this way, the magic witch's driving force finally set off from Xihe County.

The group of people walked along the mountain road in a mighty way, getting closer to the riverside, and the sky gradually became brighter and clearer.

But when we arrived at the riverside, a thunder suddenly sounded in the sky.

"Boom!"

Along with the thunder, as if some being who could cast clouds and rain had issued a decree, dark clouds followed the order and gathered from all directions, and wind and waves arose on the river.

Finally, overwhelming rain fell from the sky.

"Crash!"

A heavy rain blocked the Yangtze River, and everyone could only stand under the huts at the riverside ferry, looking at the rain curtain and sighing.

Jia Gui's staff ran to the ferry and braved the rain to ask the boatman who was parked on the ferry in a loud voice.

Staff: "Can we still cross the river?"

Boatman: "This must not be possible. The wind is heavy and the rain is strong. The boat crossing the river will capsize at this time. Then we will feed the River Dragon King."

The aide ran back and gave the reply to everyone.

Everyone said one after another.

"It was such a coincidence that it started raining heavily as soon as we arrived at the riverside."

"The rain came too quickly, and it was so heavy as soon as it fell. It was a bit weird."

"Yeah, what a coincidence."

"God is not kind to us!"

"This rain comes at the wrong time."

But as I was talking, suddenly.

A guard behind Jia Gui said: "This is where the mud dragon entered the river. I saw it with my own eyes. The scene was really terrifying."

The guard said it unintentionally, but the listener had a heart: "I remember when the mud dragon broke free from its shackles and wanted to swallow everyone in Zhangjia Village, but was finally driven into the river by Yun Zhongjun."

Someone else said: "Could it be that this evil dragon saw the shaman and wanted to cross the river, so it is causing trouble here?"

The guard didn't have this idea at first, but after saying this, he felt that it was really possible: "I think so too."

Everyone then looked towards the river and the sky. This rain, which was ordinary during the Grain Rain season, seemed to have another meaning in their eyes.

The waves in the river were turbulent, and the more everyone looked at them, the more they felt that something was stirring up the river: "If this mud dragon enters the river, is it still a mud dragon?"

Someone said: "I'm afraid he has become a dragon."

Hearing this, everyone took a breath of cold air: "Hey, how can this happen?"

When everyone just set out, they said that there would probably be no imps or monsters on this road that would dare to block the way.

As a result, a train came out to block the road.

Finally, everyone looked at the wizard's Dharma Driver, and Jia Gui and Yin Yang Lao Dao stepped forward.

Jia Gui first saluted and then asked.

"Wizard, this rain comes at the wrong time."

The old man Yin Yang said: "I'm afraid there is some mystery in this wind and rain."

The divine witch also heard what everyone just said. When the mud dragon crossed the river, she was in the village on the other side of Yunbi Mountain. She was not able to see with her own eyes the terrifying and tragic scene of the dragon crossing the river, but she also heard about it.

She also followed the wind and rain and looked at Dajiang, with a trace of worry in her eyes.

"Mud dragon?"

Could it be that the mud dragon really had a grudge and appeared to cause trouble at this moment?

We have made an agreement with Wen Shenyou to cross the river today, but looking at it like this, we don't know when the storm will stop.

Later.

The wizard looked behind him to the other side, which was the endless river wall along the Yangtze River.

Not far away, there is a statue that is said to have been erected by the ancestors of Zhangjiacun in the cave.

"Go over there!"

——

Across the river.

The sky is dark and bright.

The crowd was huge, and there were quite a few people here today.

The entourage from the prince's palace, the monks from Tianlong Temple, the Taoist priests in dark robes, and the curious and lively crowd.

Wen Shenyou arrived at the ferry early and looked at the other side of the river, but the sky was not completely bright yet and he could not see anything clearly on the river.

But even if it is daybreak, even if the ferry crossing is the gentlest section of the river, it is still difficult to see what the other side looks like.

The witch had decided to come today, and Wen Shenyou paid special attention to it.

"Taoist Master Ao!"

"Taoist Master Ao!"

Wen Shenyou shouted, and Taoist Jin'ao who was waiting by the river came over immediately.

It can be seen that there are many new faces around Taoist Ao. He has recently accepted some new disciples, many of whom are from powerful families.

With the outbreak of the epidemic ghost incident, Yunzhen Taoism obtained the immortal prescription. The three Taoists of Yin Yang, He and Ao who were originally on Ziyun Peak went to different places respectively. During this period, they gradually became less together and more apart.

Taoist He opened up the situation in Jingu County, Taoist Ao became prosperous in Lucheng, and each of the three of them had their own base.

Ao Taoist said: "Wen Sima."

Wen Shenyou: "I am not familiar with the magic witch. I will ask the Taoist priest when the magic witch comes over later..."

Taoist Ao immediately said: "I understand, please don't worry, Wen Sima."

As soon as he finished speaking, a thunder fell from the sky: "Boom!"

Wen Shenyou and Aodao Renmianren, who were talking with smiles on their faces, looked at the sky, and then the overwhelming rain started to fall.

In the heavy rain, everyone was extremely embarrassed and looked for shelter from the rain.

The horses neighed and howled, and their hair got soaked in the rain.

Men and women covered their heads with their sleeves, but they still couldn't block the rain, and they were soaked all over.

There was chaos on the ferry.

Among the crowd, a few monks wearing bamboo hats did not take shelter from the wind and rain, and stood motionless in the rain.

One of the monks clasped his hands together and looked at the sky with a smile.

Disciple: "Master, why are you laughing?"

Flower Nian Monk: "Just seeing the rain, I suddenly thought of something."

Disciple: "What are you thinking of?"

Monk Nianhua: "That Lord Yun Zhong claims to be the God of Clouds, and he has the magical power to move in and out of the Qingming Ming and call for wind and rain. However, his own witch is blocked by wind and rain."

When the disciple heard this, he couldn't help but laugh.

But the flower-carrying monk shook his head again: "The so-called witches are just people who pretend to be gods and ghosts in the name of gods and natural phenomena. This is not the fault of Mr. Yun Zhong."

In the distance, a carriage stopped in front of the woods beside the road.

In the carriage, a person watched this scene quietly.

Wen Ji, the king of Lucheng County, couldn't say it, but he came quietly. Seeing this, he couldn't help laughing and shook his head.

However, the person Wen Ji was laughing at was not the witch or Yun Zhongjun, but the silly old man of his own family.

"It seems that the so-called magic witch is just in name only."

"This kid has been deceived."

Finally, I added another sentence.

"It's useless."

Wen Ji watched for a while and lost interest.

"Go back!"

It was very troublesome to turn the carriage around, especially in the heavy rain.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the sky is getting darker and darker. It is already bright, but at first glance it seems like night.

finally.

The groom's attendant turned the car around so that the horses no longer panicked.

Just as he was about to return home, something strange happened.

"Dang!"

In the darkness, a blazing light shines straight down from the other side of the river.

Across the river, through the layers of rain curtains, tearing away the drowsiness caused by the dark cloud cover.

It fell to this end of the river.

And a strange black bird is not afraid of wind and rain, soaring in the air and patrolling the riverside.
Chapter completed!