During these days, Zhou An learned about the power of Yumen in Cangyu City. It was not an exaggeration to say that the first force was the only one who could stand shoulder to shoulder with him.
Moreover, there are tens of thousands of sects in the Yu Sect, tens of tens of ordinary disciples and thousands of inner disciples. Together with elite disciples and masters from various major sects, there are almost 100,000 people in total.
This is the sect that Zhou An has seen the most people, and it is simply beyond the bottom line that the City Lord’s Mansion grasps the city. Each city has a prohibition on the number of disciples from each major sect, which is to prevent the sect from being too powerful and they cannot control it.
Among them, Mo Mo'er also contacted Zhou An several times and wanted to invite Zhou An to join the Yumen, but Zhou An refused. Even in the end, he said that he was also the young master of a force, so he dismissed Mo Mo'er's invitation.
Later, Mo Moer rarely came, and occasionally came, greeted her, and then left.
In fact, other people from the Yumen have also come, but Zhou An didn't even come forward, so he let Hou Ying pass it away. Zhou An didn't want to deal with these outsiders.
Seventeen days later, Zhou An showed joy on his face. This time he was lucky. He studied the word "Ancient God" by him. Now only 10% has not been studied. As long as he studied this, he could know what was written on the golden wooden board.
After calculating the time, there was still one hour before the morning. Zhou An prepared one hour and walked out of the room. Zhou An wanted to see what the festival of the God of Rain is, and what fun places are like Mo Yang said.
Hou Ying was already dressed and waiting outside, so Zhou An and Hou Ying walked towards Mo Yang's room.
With Mo Yang and others leading the way, they will be very convenient.
But as soon as he arrived at Mo Yang's door, Zhou An heard a moaning sound. Suddenly, Zhou An didn't know what to say. He was such a breeding pig, and he was still with that female ghost at this time.
Zhou An gave Hou Ying a look. Hou Ying understood and slapped the door with both hands, slapped it loudly, like thunder.
There was no movement in the moment.
Then there was a sound of opening the door, and Mo Yang opened the door in a simple dress.
"Today is the Festival of the God of Rain, let's lead the way." Zhou An said with a cold face.
"Wait, I'll go and put on my clothes now." Mo Yang entered the house after saying that.
After entering the room, he picked up a small bottle from the head of the bed, sucked it at the naked female ghost on the bed, sucked it into the small bottle, then put it away and put on the clothes.
After putting on his clothes, he walked out of the door and took Zhou An and Hou Ying to the outside of the rain gate.
Along the way, many people saluted Mo Yang. Many people knew that Mo Yang was a relative of the sect leader's wife and was also a genius. He had reached the level of enlightenment at such a young age. Even those old-fashioned strong men in the Yumen could not compare.
There are also two friends who are at the level of enlightenment around Mo Yang. Everyone in the Yumen dares not offend them, so they are so respectful to them.
The place where the festival of the God of Rain is held is in the square in the middle of Cangyu City.
The square was made by the joint forces of Cangyu City, just to hold the Rain God Festival every year.
This year's Rain God Festival is held in the sleet month, which means it is raining and sleet every day. A little drizzle is covered with a little bit of light snow, like the autumn wind turning into willows and the snow falling into some water.
Cangyu City is somewhat different from other places to celebrate festivals. Three musical instruments are used for festivals here.
One is suona, the other is a small drum, holding it in hand, and the other is a cymbal.
Playing suona, playing a small drum, and hitting a cymbal.186 Chinese website
Four strong men, facing a huge sedan chair, had a wooden statue about five meters high on the sedan chair.
The wood looks like a woman, with a green smoke shirt, a pleated skirt with flowers, mist and green grass, wearing a thin smoke gauze, a shoulder that is cut into a waist, and a muscle that is as solid as fat as orchid.
It's really a light Luo fan with a white orchid, a slender waisted jade belt dancing in the sky. It's suspected that a fairy came down to earth, and she looked back and smiled better than the stars.
When Zhou An saw this wooden statue, he couldn't help but think of this poem in his previous life. Although some of the words were not meaningful, they were enough to praise this woman.
I don’t know if this woman imagined it or if there was such a person. If there was such a person, it could be compared with the four beauties of the Great Yuan Dynasty.
This wood statue is very strange. When rain and snow hit the wood statue, the wood statue emits a hazy fantasy light. With this light, this wood looks like an immortal or a god descending to earth, with dazzling brilliance.
The four strong men carried the wooden statue to the square, put the wooden statue on a third-level platform, and then stood in four directions around the wooden statue, and became square and still moved.
As the wooden statue was lowered, many residents ran out of the gates of Cangyu City, happily surrounding the wooden statues and singing the song of the God of Rain.
The Song of the God of Rain was created with the establishment of Cangyu City. It was written for the God of Rain. It sings the great goddess. It brings rainy seasons to Cangyu City every year, allowing the crops they plant to bear fruit everywhere and bring good harvests in the moon.
The crops planted in Cangyu City are also different from other cities. The crops planted here are harvested every month, and the residents here grow crops based on the rainy season every month, so this place is different from other cities and has different delicacies.
The Yumen and the people from the City Lord's Mansion in Yucheng also came. The Master of Yumen and the City Lord of Cangyu City stood on the left and right sides of the Yu God statue.
Each of them brought ten subordinates.
"This is what you said is fun, I didn't think so." Zhou An said.
In fact, Zhou An didn't come for fun, and the fun places he referred to were definitely not ordinary, and maybe it would be helpful for his military strength.
"It's not time yet, wait a little longer and you will understand." Mo Yang blinked and said.
"Okay, I'll wait a little longer." Zhou An said.
As soon as Zhou An's voice fell, the city lord walked forward a few steps and came to the statue of the God of Rain. There was an altar in front of the statue of the God of Rain, and there was a plate of water on the altar.
Zhou An looked at it for a long time but couldn't figure out what this basin of water was used for.
An old man walked to the city lord and handed a scroll in his hand to the city lord.
The city lord took the scroll over and opened it and said, "The glorious heavenly power is like a dream. The sky is as strong as it is, and the strength is full..."
The city lord began to recite the rain god text written by the old man.
After reading, the old man took out a small bowl with blue liquid inside it.
The city lord stretched out his finger and pointed at the liquid in the small bowl, then stopped his fingers above the basin, and dripped a drop of blue liquid into the basin.
Suddenly, the statue of the Rain God changed again.