Chapter 97: When the wind stops and the rain stops, the real dragon appears
By the second quarter of You hour.
It started to rain heavily in Youling County.
"Boom..."
The sound of muffled thunder sounded from the sky, and when I looked up, I saw that the sky was filled with gloom and dark clouds.
A strong wind blew, followed by heavy raindrops.
This rain came in a particularly strange way. Before the second moment of the hour, there was no sign of a storm coming, but at that moment, there was a strong wind and a heavy downpour.
Rain fell along the ceiling of the tea stall, and the sound of dripping kept ringing outside.
The strong wind made the tea stall owner's eyes narrow. He blocked his eyes and said to Mr. Zhong: "It's raining heavily. Mr. Zhong's calculations were accurate again today."
Zhong Zhengyuan said calmly: "Zhong only has this ability."
The tea stall owner sighed and said, "Mr. Zhong is so humble."
Zhong Zhengyuan did not speak, but turned back to drink tea.
Chen Changsheng said: "If you can count this heavy rain, Mr. Zhong is already doing something extraordinary."
Zhong Zhengyuan shook his head and said: "It's not bad if it rains accurately, but it's terrible if it stops raining accurately."
"oh?"
Chen Changsheng asked: "Mr. Zhong seems a little unsure."
Zhong Zhengyuan actually vaguely guessed that he would lose.
It's just that he didn't understand how the man in front of him could make the rain stop with a cup of tea in advance.
The storm on the river continues.
All the mist was washed away by the rain, but the heavy rain seemed to have covered it with another layer of mist, making it difficult to see the situation on the river clearly.
"Wow, wow..."
The waves on the river are not stopping, and the river is swaying, as if it has the potential to destroy everything, as if something is about to arrive in the river.
The sky turned completely dark.
Under the heavy rain, the people on the street quickly dispersed, and some people hid in the shops on both sides of the street. It was just a little slower, but they were soaked all over.
"This rain is coming so fast!"
"You guys, Mr. Zhong said it will rain at 2:00 p.m., but you are still walking around in the street. If not, who will get wet?"
"Hai, who would have expected it to be so big?"
Everyone was helpless. Indeed, the rain came very strangely, and it rained heavily in the blink of an eye, giving no chance for anyone to react.
The fishermen on the riverside stood far away, staring at the middle of the river.
"Oh, it turned so violently, I'm afraid it's going to cause a flood!" someone said in shock.
The young man on the side said: "Dad, let's stay away from each other. Don't stay here."
"What I'm saying is, let's go back to the workshop."
The people who had stopped to hide from the rain not far from the river fled to the square despite the rain.
The rain was really heavy, and the river was churning so hard that if the water rose, it would be impossible to escape.
"Wow."
There was sudden movement in the river.
The young man who spoke just now looked back, and when he saw the wind and rain hazy, his eyes suddenly widened.
"Dad, dad..."
The boy shouted, slapping his father's hand and pointing to the middle of the river.
The fisherman was stunned for a moment and looked back.
"What's wrong?" The fisherman was a little puzzled.
But in the young man's eyes, he could vaguely see some outlines, which seemed to be a pair of antlers, and he also saw sparkling, dark scales as black as ink.
The black dragon coiled in the river, and the surrounding rivers surged with it.
"Dragon! It's a dragon!" the boy shouted.
The fisherman was startled for a moment, but he couldn't see anything in his eyes.
"You kid, you're scaring yourself."
When the fisherman saw that the river was overflowing, he quickly dragged his son and said, "Let's go, let's go, the water is coming up."
The young man looked frightened and left the river under the drag of his father.
While running, he looked back again.
'Gone...'
This time, he saw nothing.
The young man pursed his lips and followed his father unwillingly.
When he reached a safe place, he looked back and saw that the real dragon was no longer there. He opened his mouth and sighed in his heart.
Could it be that I am really dazzled?
When the black dragon stopped at the place by the river, he suddenly felt something in his heart and looked at the market nearby.
There was a faint light in the pair of dragon eyes, and then disappeared into the river.
Immediately afterwards, the turmoil in the river calmed down.
But the rain never stopped.
…
The sky was dark and it was already sunset. Coupled with the heavy rain, the streets were also dark.
"The rain has lightened up, I'm afraid it won't last long."
"It's quite small."
In the tea stall, Zhong Zhengyuan looked at the rain and suddenly frowned.
"It shouldn't be like this..."
Zhong Zhengyuan raised his hands and started to calculate. He was a little confused and couldn't figure it out anymore.
According to his initial calculation, the rain was not light from beginning to end, but fell suddenly and left suddenly.
This was already contrary to his calculated results.
Zhong Zhengyuan raised his head and looked at Chen Changsheng.
But I saw the gentleman in green shirt with a calm face, drinking tea and looking in the direction of the street.
He seemed to be waiting for someone.
Chen Changsheng felt Zhong Zhengyuan's gaze, turned around, and saw some doubts in his eyes, so he said: "It's only the sixth quarter of the hour, Mr. Zhong, why don't you do your fortune telling again?"
Zhong Zhengyuan looked at him and said: "The sky is in chaos, and Zhong can't figure it out at this moment."
He opened his mouth but no words came out.
Seeing his hesitation, Chen Changsheng said, "Whatever Mr. Zhong wants to ask, just ask."
Zhong Zhengyuan shook his head and said, "The outcome is undecided."
Chen Changsheng put down his tea cup and said: "A divination is meant to pry into the secrets of heaven, but the result is that seven points depend on heaven and three points depend on people. People have variables, and the sky also has variables. If the calculation is all accurate, then it will be called
strangeness."
Zhong Zhengyuan began to think secretly.
In fact, he had already predicted the true dragon's return to the mountain. The dragon crossed the river and took the form of the sea. Now it has become a true dragon. It will return along the way to the sky. There will be heavy rain when passing through this place.
But now something unexpected happened.
Zhong Zhengyuan saw that it was difficult to calculate the celestial phenomena, so he immediately tried to calculate the real dragon, but what he calculated was blurry.
As he expected, the sky was in chaos...
Zhong Zhengyuan let out a long sigh. If he didn't make any plans, he just wanted to see what the outcome would be.
Time passes minute by minute.
One cup of tea, two cups of tea...
Zhong Zhengyuan raised his head and suddenly saw that the rain was getting lighter and seemed to be about to stop.
Chen Changsheng looked at the street entrance.
Suddenly, a figure appeared at the street corner.
The visitor was wearing a black shirt and had a proud look on his face. After seeing Mr. Qingshan at the tea stall, he walked over quickly.
Zhong Zhengyuan saw Chen Changsheng's smile and followed his gaze.
His figure was stunned, and he was stunned in the tea stall.
Mo Yuan walked forward and bowed his hands.
"Mo Yuan, I have met Mr. Chen."
Chen Changsheng smiled warmly and said nothing.
Zhong Zhengyuan stared blankly at the visitor. He never expected that it would be like this.
The last drop of rain fell.
The time is neither too early nor too late, and it is just one cup of tea away from the seventh hour of Unity.
Chen Changsheng stood up, looked at Zhong Zhengyuan and said, "No more, no less, just one cup of tea missing."
Zhong Zhengyuan raised his hand, seemingly at a loss, his lips were slightly open and speechless.
"After that, Chen will come back to look for Mr. Zhong."
Chen Changsheng walked away from the tea stall, and Mo Yuan followed closely behind him.
He turned back and glanced at the fortune teller sitting in the tea stall, feeling a little puzzled for a moment.