If it weren't for the rushing movement between each other, the damn men would have probably had kneeled down.

Hakunamata Tower!

The four dance comrades who followed Li Bai knew nothing about this and thought it was the indigenous blacks who took the initiative to make way.

The big devil has used spells blatantly more than once.

When the dense crowd separated, the indigenous tribe leaders of the "Chinese Tribe" wizards couldn't help but take a collective breath of air.

Do you need to dress up so crazy?

It's almost blinding them!

Not only the tribe leaders, but also the wizards from various tribes were so envious that they were about to cry.

The Chinese are so rich. Are the ones wearing and holding in their hands all magical tools?

If someone on the other side had a gun, these tribal leaders might have gathered together at this moment and planned to rob his mother.

The four Chinese soldiers dancing accompanied the team accelerated a few steps quickly, and they were agile and somersaults, jumped onto the stage one after another, with uniform movements.

Xiaoxiao showed off her skills, making the eyes of the dark people lit up, cheers one after another, and screamed excitedly.

The performance of the Chinese people was completely beyond their expectations. The turbulent people who had always lacked spiritual and civilized entertainment activities were all excited and full of expectations.

"ha!"

Li Bai, who had climbed to the center of the earth platform, waved his staff and suddenly shouted loudly.

"ha!!!!"

The accompanying dancers standing next to each other in four directions followed and shouted together, stepping on the ground hard.

The loud shouts of the five people shocked the dicks and blacks covered their ears. They had never thought that the voice of a person could be so loud. Even if they stood a dozen steps away, they still couldn't stand it.

The soundtrack outside the earth platform becomes gorgeous and solemn, which is much more high-end, atmospheric and upscale than the monotonous drum sounds and artificial harmony.

Li Feng breathed a sigh of relief. The background music was not changed, but the original plan "The King of Qin Breaking the Formation Music", the authentic sound of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

Europeans and Americans once called Chinese people the Tang people and called the settlements of overseas Chinese and Chinese people Chinatown, which shows the influence of the prosperity of the Han and Tang dynasties on foreign countries.

"The heaven and earth are mysterious and yellow, the universe is vast and vast, the sun and the moon are full, the city is full of heaven, the cold is coming and going, the autumn harvest is hidden in winter..."

Li Bai’s line “Witcher”, no, the spell is carefully selected by Li Feng. It sounds quite rhythmic and can spread Chinese culture at the same time.

However, those uneducated gangsters couldn't understand, they were just joining in the fun.

The breeze blows across the hills, bringing coolness.

A huge cloud slowly floated over. It had almost dissipated before, but it merged with several small clouds. Its volume suddenly expanded more than twice, and the shadows cast suddenly enveloped the entire hill.

He noticed that the sky suddenly became dark, and the dark people on the mountain looked up at the sky, pointing at the clouds, screaming excitedly and expectantly.

"Hmm? It's cloudy?"

Li Feng looked outside the shed, then said with some disappointment: "Such a small ball will probably float away in a while."

Although the cloud looks quite big, compared with the entire sky, it is just a sliver of the sea and is insignificant. If it wants to rain, at least one hundred or ten more groups may be enough for the next wave of rain.

Now!

Just look at it, so as not to have greater hope and greater disappointment.

Li Bai also noticed the clouds in the sky. He stopped and no longer recited the thousand-character text. Instead, he inserted his staff hard to the ground, stood up there, rolled up his robe and sleeves, grabbed a satellite phone in the air, and then dialed out the number.

At this time, the weather was clear and there was no cloud, there was no electromagnetic interference around, the satellite signal was good, and it was connected soon.

"Hey!~Bor's, have you seen it? Work quickly! Don't be lazy!"

Hey hey hey hey hey! ~

Luan Zhengwei, Li Feng and others couldn't help but widen their eyes. What are they doing?

Where did you stop halfway during the rain prayer ceremony? Just blatantly call like this?

It’s too disrespectful to the audience!

Not only Chinese, but also the leaders of the indigenous tribes were a little stunned and looked at each other.

The four comrades who danced with each other did not stop their movements, and continued to perform with all their heart and responsibilities as they stepped on the rhythm of the music.

As soon as Li Bai put down the satellite phone, he heard a scream passing through the sky. Several white smoke tails rose near the hill and rushed straight to the clouds above.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

The loud noises like thunder are endless.

The people on the mountain looked up at the sky and were confused.

"Heavenly spirit, earthly spirit, heavenly and earth are invincible, the universe borrows the Dharma, the Taishang Laojun is as ill as the law! The rain comes!"

After re-shelving the satellite phone, Li Bai grabbed a handful of talisman paper and threw it into the sky.

When the yellow talisman paper with the vermilion ghost painting talisman was gently supported and rolled away by the breeze swept by the sweeping past, the fire was spontaneously ignited without warning, and in a blink of an eye it turned into countless Mars and ashes, rising into the sky with the airflow.

The script has been changed again!!!

Why again?

Li Feng was furious. The rain prayer performance he had made was so messed with by Li Bai's frequent problems. At this moment, it was beyond recognition.

Even if you keep up with the times, you don’t need to use satellite phones as props!

Who are you going to call?

Which of the Master of Thunder and Ding Mother, is the Master of Feng Boyu?

Or the Dragon King of the Indian Ocean?

"Lao Li, what is this story?"

Luan Zhengwei looked over and he could no longer understand the way on the earthen platform.

The combination of ancient and modern times, Chinese and foreign countries, is too mysterious. I forgive my imagination for not having enough, and I cannot fully understand it.

"I don't know either. I want to call. Can't I call it when it's over?"

Li Feng wished he could rush out of the scaffolding steel pipe shed, jumped onto the earthen platform, and grabbed Li Bai to ask what was going on.

What exactly does this kid want to do-

A sudden chill appeared on the face of Kuba, the warrior of the Tachila tribe. He reached out and touched it unconsciously, but felt a small wet feeling.

Where does the water come from?

Before he could fully react, something seemed to have been touched gently on the back of his hand. When he looked over, he saw water traces as big as corn kernels.

This is, this is...

The Tachila tribe warrior slowly opened his mouth and his eyes widened. Before he could even scream, someone screamed from the side.

"It's raining!"

More people cheered with surprise and joy.

On the top of the sheds of various sizes surrounding the earth platform, a dense crackling sounded on the rainproof cloth.

“It’s raining?”

Li Feng, who was sitting next to Luan Zhengwei, heard the sound of raindrops outside, stood up in disbelief and walked quickly to the edge of the shed, stretched out his hand, and was wet by the raindrops in a blink of an eye.

The heat vapor on the ground was steaming, and it was soon muddy by the pouring rain.

The colorful traces on the soil platform began to be washed bit by bit, gradually fading, and the original color of the soil was restored.

"Yes! It's really raining!"

Luan Zhengwei also came to Li Feng and reached out to pick up the rain.

Countless raindrops fell from the sky and instantly turned into a downpour.

At the low point of the rainproof cloth on the roof, rainwater has accumulated into lines.

“It’s raining!”

Among the many tribal leaders and elders, I don’t know which one of them took his head first, threw down his cane and rushed into the rain curtain, neither dodging nor dodging, stripping away all his luxurious clothes, holding his hands high and bathing in the long-lost rain, laughing loudly.

In a blink of an eye, only Chinese people were left in the scaffolding steel pipe shed. The big figures from the indigenous tribes ran past Li Feng and Luan Zhengwei and all ran outside.

Life comes and goes naked, without any luxurious things to set off. Whether it is a tribal leader, elder, or wizard, or a big man, or the lowest-level civilians, is completely the same.

From the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, countless black people revel in the rain, shouting and jumping, twisting their bodies, making hysterical howls, and venting their emotions with all their hearts.

The speakers that are still making sound have become their singing and dancing accompaniment. In addition to the amplifier, the sound console and portable outdoor mobile power supply are all in a small shed. There is no need to worry about being wet by the rain. The large speakers outside are not afraid of this little rain, and they are even rainproof.

After a long drought, the precious raindrops not only fall on the native black people, but also in their hearts.

As long as there is rain, the drought will be alleviated, crops can be planted and harvested, the animals can eat forage, continue to reproduce, and war will not break out, and everyone can survive.

In the poor and backward African continent, sometimes it is quite difficult to "stay".

The four dancers who were soaked in a rooster couldn't help but stop and looked at the indigenous black people around them who were shouting loudly, feeling a little at a loss.

No matter what, they never expected that a rain prayer ceremony would become true and successfully summoned rainwater, which was incredible.
To be continued...