Turning to look at the group of people who had become agitated by his words, Zhang Qingjiu's tone was as calm as ever: "If you want to survive, and if Yongzhou wants peace, this mountain top must be removed."
The rain in the sky was getting heavier and heavier, wetting the top of their hair and their cheeks. Everyone looked at Zhang Qingjiu and then at Chu Lan, their eyes changing again and again.
Finally, someone waved his hand, dropped the hoe, and threw away the torch that was extinguished by the rain and turned pitch black, "Why should we believe you? If it rains so heavily, if it doesn't stop, we will be desperate!"
"Yeah, why should we believe you!" With a backbone, people who are at a loss will naturally have followers.
Zhang Qingjiu looked at the angry people and his eyes calmed down.
The world is unkind and treats all things as stupid dogs. Is this sentence really true in any scenario?
Just like at this moment, she knew the reason, but the people in front of her didn't, but she couldn't tell them why she knew it.
The guards around him saw the people getting excited, a hint of vigilance flashed in their eyes, and their fingers quietly grasped the hilt of the sword at their waist.
Taking a deep breath, Zhang Qingjiu slowly took a step forward, "I..."
At this moment, a hand grabbed her wrist, and a tall and thin figure stepped forward and stood in front of her, saying in a low voice: "The wind stops."
"My subordinate is here!" Following Feng Zhi's response, the sound of metal friction sounded amidst the noisy human voices and rain.
Zhang Qingjiu's heart tightened, and she grabbed Chu Lan's sleeves with her backhand, looked at his deep and hidden eyes, and shook her head lightly.
Chu Lan is a king, so his status can help her once; but precisely because Chu Lan is a king, he can only help her once.
Chu Lan can give orders to the people and must obey them, but there are some problems that she must solve by herself.
"Believe me." Looking into those deep eyes, Zhang Qingjiu smiled lightly.
Chu Lan's eyes darkened a bit again. The woman in front of him had a smile on her lips. Rain was falling down her hair. Her cheeks and lips were pale, but her eyes were as bright as ever.
Like fire, like light, it's so hot that people dare not approach it, but they can't help but get caught up in it.
He didn't speak, but Zhang Qingjiu understood the meaning in his eyes.
Taking a step forward, his eyes swept over the faces of the people who were visibly pale due to the sound of swords being unsheathed, but whose eyes became more and more fierce, and finally landed on the person who was shouting the most fiercely and had a long hair.
The man with the Chinese character face then raised his hand and pulled out the hairpin that bound his hair.
"I am a woman." Zhang Qingjiu said.
Seeing the waterfall-like hair fall, the people below instantly widened their eyes and took a breath of cold air.
this……
Ignoring the different looks, Zhang Qingjiu continued, "I know why you are in a hurry to go back. Your wife will give birth tomorrow."
"You..." The person who was clamoring the loudest was stunned by these words, "How do you know?"
Zhang Qingjiu ignored his question and continued, "Tomorrow, remember to place a chair in the southwest corner of the yard."
After saying that, he turned to the other person next to him and said, "Your wife's hairpin that has been lost for many years can be found in the haystack under the peach blossom tree two miles away from home tomorrow."
"Your leg didn't fall because you were climbing a tree, it was because you saved your sweetheart's lameness."
"The letter your father left for you was not lost by your son, but was placed on the third floor of the second cabinet at home by you. You just forgot about it."
…
When he finished talking about the fifth person, Zhang Qingjiu stopped.
At this moment, the whole place was completely silent, except for the sound of heavy breathing coming and going in the pouring rain.
Everyone looked at Zhang Qingjiu with confusion, surprise, fear, and joy...
After a long time, a person spoke tremblingly, "You, who are you?"
"Zhang Qingjiu."
"Zhang Qingjiu?" Everyone murmured the name several times, and some people frowned, thinking that they had heard this name somewhere before.
Suddenly, someone raised the torch in his hand and shouted excitedly: "Zhang Qingjiu! She is Zhang Qingjiu! It turns out that she is the Zhang Qingjiu who was ordered to tell fortunes! I have a relative doing business in Shangjing City.
A while ago, I received a letter saying that a strange woman came out of our great emblem. Not only did she become an official, but she calculated it accurately. She really is a fairy descended from the earth!"
Fairy descends to earth? Hearing these four words, Zhang Qingjiu's eyes flashed with a trace of ridicule, and he allowed everyone to make a fuss over these words again.
Although it is said that the person who can untie the bell must tie the bell, in the final analysis, the only one who can untie the bell in this world is yourself.
Chu Lan stood behind Zhang Qingjiu, looking at the seemingly weak figure standing upright, with a flash of distress in his eyes, but more importantly, pride.
In Yongzhou City, a pregnant woman looked at the lightning, thunder and storm outside, gritted her teeth, and finally closed the doors and windows, turned on the oil lamp, walked to a cabinet in the main room, knelt down, clasped her hands together and closed her eyes, "
My God, please bless this little girl and her husband for their safe return."
"God above, please bless my child to return home safely."
"My dear Immortal, please let my father and brother come back soon..."
…
If anyone saw it, they would definitely find that half of the people in Yongzhou City were kneeling on the ground praying for God's blessing.
And directly above them, there stood a statue of a god wearing mysterious clothes but with blurred facial features...
Deep in the sky, a man in black clothes was leaning against the jade pond shrouded in clouds and mist with his eyes narrowed. His expression was lazy, the corners of his mouth were raised, and his slender fingers were constantly stroking the beard of the white tiger lying next to him.
Bai Hu was so itchy that he couldn't help snorting.
The man chuckled and said, "It's worthless."
Bai Hu seemed displeased by what he said, baring his teeth and trying to open his mouth.
"Hey, it's almost done. The power of wish is just right now. Don't mess around again. If you really kill those ants, let's see who will be your cauldron. Don't blame me if you can't return to human form after practicing." The man's eyelids said
With a jump, he quickly turned over and pinched Bai Hu's mouth, "It's been three years, and this time... I feel comfortable sucking it."
After saying that, the man stood up and stretched. His black clothes were not moving in the wind, and he said quietly, "After eating and drinking, I am going to take a nap. Chengfeng, you can look at these koi for me, even if they are
Even if the sky falls, you are not allowed to disturb me, otherwise... I will definitely skin you."
The white tiger was about to get up and follow, but when he heard the last sentence, he whimpered, turned around and lay down, and hit the white jade ground with his thick tail, making a "snap" sound.
"The human race without that guy is stupid. Just one rain and they have no choice but to ask for God's blessing. They are like ants trying to survive..."
A faint voice came from the place where the man disappeared. Bai Hu lazily raised his eyelids and yawned.
In the winding mountains, the rain was so heavy that even the dawn seemed hazy.
The sound of waving the hoe continued. Zhang Qingjiu looked at the sky and clenched his fingers unconsciously.
It is expected that they will listen to themselves, so... I hope her judgment will not be unexpected.
Suddenly, a warm hand came over. Zhang Qingjiu was startled, but his body reacted in the most instinctive and longing way: he opened his fingers, grasped it in his palm, and then interlocked his ten fingers.
"It doesn't matter." Chu Lan said.
No matter what, I'm by your side.
Zhang Qingjiu was stunned for a moment, nodded, and replied: "No problem."
As he finished saying this, the rain stopped suddenly, as if something had stopped it.
In an instant, the sky cast thousands of rays of light.