Wang Yan had a headache when he heard Sang Mugong's shout. The last thing in his life was the smelly and hard old man, but Sang Mugong had a good way of taking care of herbs, so he had to use it.
He Lingxu Yufeng, riding the morning breeze, fluttered away from the Jiuyin White Bone Cave, and arrived at the Herb Garden in less than a few breaths.
Mr. Sangmu stood in the herb garden, beating his chest, touching here, looking there, like an angry beast. "What should I do, what should I do? My beautiful girls are all dying of thirst!"
"What's going on?" Wang Yan asked in a bad tone. He was surprised to find that 20% of the herbs in the Herb Garden were drooping listlessly, and some leaves had begun to wither, exuding a trace of death.
When Sang Mugong saw Wang Yan coming, he immediately stumbled up to him and reached out to strangle his neck. Wang Yan frowned and grabbed Sang Mugong upside down in the air.
Sang Mugong shouted. "Look what a shabby place you are! The drought is terrible! These medicinal herbs love water vapor most. Without water, they will all dry up in a few days! Give me a rain!"
Wang Yan was slightly surprised. "Is it too dry?" He squatted down, picked up a handful of soil and rubbed it. The soil was rough and dry, as if it had not rained for a long time.
This area has plenty of sunshine and strong spiritual energy. It is also located in a mountainous and sunny area, so yin energy is not easy to gather, and there is usually little rain. Those yin-loving herbs cannot survive.
"Many of these herbs will be of great use to you in the future. I have collected a lot of ghost heart grass, which is enough to arm your Soul Holder and some corpse demons. However, most of the ghost heart grass is not mature yet. It needs to be passed.
It won't work for a few days. You really have to find a way to make it rain." Wheel of Fortune said.
"How should I think of a solution? I'm not the Dragon King." Wang Yan said dullly. As soon as he said these words, he thought of something.
Wang Yan put Sang Mugong on the ground. "Within a radius of a thousand miles, which dragon king is the best to talk to? Which dragon king is closest to Beimang Mountain?"
The Dragon King is the god of clouds and rain. Whenever it rains in Nanfanbuzhou, it depends on the Dragon King's token. Not only are there Dragon Kings in the east, west, north, and south, but there may be Dragon Kings hidden in larger rivers, lakes, and even large wells. However,
Their magic power is much lower than that of the Dragon King of the Four Seas. Wang Yan wanted to find a Dragon King to borrow some rainwater to relieve his urgent need.
Sang Mugong sneered at Wang Yan's question. "You want to ask the Dragon King to borrow rain? That's a good idea. When this kind of thing happens, no Dragon King can talk to him! Ever since the Jing River Dragon King in Nanfangbuzhou hundreds of years ago, it rained indiscriminately.
After being beheaded, which dragon king would dare to make it rain?"
When he said this, Wang Yan remembered an old thing. It was during the Zhenguan period of the Tang Dynasty, a strange thing happened. There was a fortune teller in Chang'an City named Yuan Shoucheng, who had a wonderful plan. He made good friends with a fisherman, and they met each other every day.
A fortune telling was made for the fisherman. According to Yuan Shoucheng's instructions, the fisherman could catch a golden carp every day. As time went by, the Dragon King in the Jinghe River near Chang'an City couldn't sit still. He turned into a scholar and came to Yuan Shoucheng.
Settle accounts.
After the Dragon King of Jinghe saw Yuan Shoucheng, he heard that he could calculate five hundred years in advance and five hundred years in the future, so he scolded Yuan Shoucheng for boasting. Yuan Shoucheng saw the identity of the Dragon King of Jinghe, so he bet with him.
Tomorrow's rainfall in Chang'an City. Later, the Emperor of Heaven indeed sent a message to the Dragon King of Jinghe River to let it rain. The number of rain points was exactly what Yuan Shoucheng said.
The Dragon King of the Jinghe River was unwilling to lose the bet, so he secretly increased the points for rain. As a result, the city of Chang'an was flooded the next day. The Emperor of Heaven was furious and sent someone to chop off the head of the Dragon King of the Jinghe River.
When this happened, it happened to be Wang Yan's fourth reincarnation. He was also in Chang'an City at the time, and watched helplessly as a huge old dragon's head fell from the sky, and the hot dragon's blood drenched his body and face.
From then on, no one among the Dragon Kings in the world dared to rain privately.
"This is going to be difficult to solve." Wang Yan touched his chin and thought deeply. "But no one else can solve the severe drought except the Dragon King. It is easy for me to kill people, but it is difficult for me to make it rain."
He thought for a moment, "I have to ask them to help even if they don't want to help. Which Dragon King is closest to here?"
Sang Mugong said disdainfully, "The closest one to here is Dongting Lake. The Dragon King there is notoriously difficult to deal with. That Dragon King's name is Liu Yi."
"Liu Yi?" The name flashed through Wang Yan's mind like lightning. Before, Wang Yan was thinking about asking Liu Yi to borrow a mask to wear, but now the two things happened to come together. It was no coincidence.
"I advise you not to go." Sang Mugong said lazily, "That Liu Yi has a bad temper and will kill people if he disagrees with you. After he took over Dongting Lake, even passing ships did not dare to pass by Dongting Lake. You are alone
Even if the Soul Binding Envoy takes charge, he may not necessarily buy your fault, and he might even beat you up with a stick."
"He has a hot temper, and I don't have a good temper either." Wang Yan smiled and said, "You can plant your own grass, and you don't need to worry about anything else."
He returned to the Bone Gate and discussed with everyone about asking Liu Yi to borrow rain. Unexpectedly, he encountered unanimous opposition from everyone.
"I also heard that Liu Yi is not easy to talk to. There is no need for us to go find him." Madam Bones advised, "Let's mobilize all the disciples to dig an underground river day and night, so that it can be solved once and for all."
"Of course digging river channels is the most fundamental solution, but water from far away cannot save the fire that is close by. These herbs will wither if they are not watered." Wang Yan was unmoved, "I will go find him. If I can talk to him nicely,
If you don't agree, the sword in my hand will speak for me."
"In that case, I'll go with you, and take the right protector, a few elders, and a few of your Soul Holders to take with me." Mrs. Bones thought for a moment.
Wang Yan shook his head, "We are going to ask for help, not with the intention of provocation. People must be wary of such a grand past. It's better for me to go alone. I just have the zombie boy and the Beidou Sword Slave to accompany me. Yao Ji,
I will cure your face completely when I come back."
Under the insistence of Madam Baigu, Wang Yan had to select eight relatively powerful soul-gatherers, and a group of eleven people took off in the wind, flew away from Beimang Mountain, and headed towards Dongting Lake.
In the sky, the sun is extremely fierce, the scorching sun is scorching the earth, and the Yang Qi between heaven and earth has reached its peak. Although this group of people are in the realm of expelling animals, their strength is not weak, and they can fly in the sun, but they are affected by the sun.
After all, it was very inconvenient to take photos. We could only fly over the deep mountains and swamps where the air was thick, which wasted a little time.
It was nearly a thousand miles from Beimang Mountain to Dongting Lake. Everyone stopped and flew. When they arrived at a small town dozens of miles away from Dongting Lake, it was already the time when the lanterns were first lit.
This small town is adjacent to Dongting Lake eight hundred miles away. It is a famous land of fish and rice. Most of the residents in the town make a living by fishing and live a happy life. The war in the Tang Empire has burned to most states in Nanfangbuzhou.
County, but it has not spread here yet.
The town is named Uobupo. It is said that the reason why it got its name is because when an immortal flew by here, he said that the town looked like a fish with a big white belly when viewed from the sky, hence the name.
When Wang Yanfei arrived at Yufupu, there were already thousands of lights. The town was bustling with people, the doors of the shops were wide open, and the streets were filled with strange things coming from the south and the north.
The Tang Empire pursued an enlightened policy, and there was no curfew at night. Residents had a rich night life. There was a large river that ran across the town. At night, there were many flower boats on the river, and many wealthy young men got drunk on the flower boats.
I can't extricate myself from being immersed in the warm embrace of the singers. These singers are also quite talented. They usually have one or two skills that they are good at, and some are even good at all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting.
"All kinds of gossips are also singing. I heard me sing Eighteen* Touch...reaching out to touch my sister's belly button, it feels like she is very young and fat. She reaches out to touch my sister's buttocks, as if she is fluttering white cotton..."
A frivolous tune came from the boat, causing everyone on the shore to laugh.
Wang Yan saw this lively scene from the air and suddenly felt something in his heart. He ordered everyone to lower their cloud heads and descend on the main street of Yufupu.
"Dad, why did you fall down?" the zombie boy asked in confusion.
"I came in a hurry. I came to see Dragon King Liu Yi for business, and I didn't bring any gifts. We'll rest here for a while tonight, and I'll go find something I can get and bring it over tomorrow."
Wang Yan said casually. In fact, only he knew the real reason for the fall.
He recalled the scenes at the Fuliang Lantern Festival that night.
Fireworks, laughter, and fireworks all day long.
Enemies, fierce battles, beautiful women not knowing whether they are alive or dead.
Wang Yan sighed.
He strolled to the river. In the river, flower boats were wandering leisurely. The sound of elegant silk and bamboo songs and the sound of singing children came from the boat. The people on the river bank also followed suit.
"well!"
"Quick, use this ingot to hit her! The ingot is big, so it will definitely hit her!"
"Young Master, Young Master, hit her in the ribs! You see, she was a little reluctant to avoid it!"
A loud noise suddenly reached Wang Yan's ears. He raised his eyes and saw a simple small fishing boat with a black awning moored in the river not far away. There was a beautiful woman standing on the small fishing boat.
It’s not unusual to see a boat in the river, nor is it unusual to have people on it.
The strange thing is that the person on the boat is a woman. A beautiful woman.
Her face was wrapped in gauze, she wore a light green gauze silk dress, and she wore a pair of moon-white embroidered shoes on her feet. She was simple and elegant. The thin gauze perfectly outlined her curvaceous and graceful figure.
Incomparable. Although she can't see her appearance, she must be a peerless beauty just based on her figure.
It is not unusual for a beautiful woman to stand on the boat. What is strange is that the people on the shore are throwing copper coins, ingots, broken silver, etc. at the beautiful woman. Copper coins and ingots of silver are flying towards the woman as if they are worthless.
The beauty in green moved with light steps, dodging back and forth within three feet of the small boat with a black awning. The copper coins and ingots were often just a hair's breadth away from her, and fell feebly into the cabin.
Those young men on the shore who were throwing copper coins and gold ingots were getting more and more enthusiastic, with their hands working hard, cursing in their mouths, and their expressions ferocious, like gamblers who had lost their sights.
Gradually, more and more people were watching, and even the singers in the painted boat stopped singing, lifted the bead curtain on the boat, and looked at it curiously.
"What happened?" Wang Yan pinched a spell with his left hand and chanted a spell in his mouth.
With a "bang" sound, a cloud of smoke exploded from the ground. After the smoke dissipated, a plump black-haired old man appeared in front of Wang Yan. He was the land master of Yufupu.
"When will your lord come here? I will pay you homage to the little god!" The Earthly Lord rubbed his sleepy eyes and recognized who Wang Yan was. He knelt down to pay homage. Wang Yan asked him to get up impatiently and explained what happened here.
thing.
The land man glanced into the river and suddenly realized. He hurriedly said, "Well, this woman is said to be called Lu Xiuniang. It is said that she and her old father fled here. The old father suddenly became seriously ill and couldn't afford it. He went to see a doctor.
The doctor prescribed several precious medicinal materials, saying that only these medicines could save lives. They were fleeing, so where did they get the money? In desperation, Lu Xiuniang made a decision."
"What decision?" Wang Yan asked curiously.
The meeting aroused Wang Yan's interest, and he was very excited. He cleared his throat and said, "Then Lu Xiuniang said that she would stand in this awning boat for three days. Within three days, as long as someone can throw copper coins or silver into the
Once her body is exposed, she will marry that person as his wife! Although Lu Xiuniang has never taken off her veil, everyone says that she is a great beauty. Especially a few days ago, when the wind blew, a person was lucky enough to see it.
Her face was so excited that she went crazy on the spot. For this reason, almost all the rich men in the city vowed not to marry anyone other than Lu Xiuniang. You see, sir, they are all throwing money away."
"Huh?" Wang Yan thought for a moment, "Don't those wealthy young men just rob them directly of whomever they want? So is Lu Xiuniang so capable that she can make those rich men listen to her?"
Tu Tu Gong said hurriedly, "You don't know something. It is said that Lu Xiuniang is not an ordinary person. When she was young, she was taught some rudimentary spells by people from the Mengtian Snake Shrine Palace. Not to mention those rich young masters, she was the guardian and martial artist they raised.
Dozens of people put together may not be able to defeat Lu Xiuniang. Therefore, robbery is not acceptable, and we must comply with her requirements."
At this moment, a strong wind blew on the river. While Lu Xiuniang was avoiding the flying ingots, she turned slightly. The mask she was wearing on her face was blown by the strong wind and fell off.
The mask came off, revealing Lu Xiuniang's flawless face.
Wang Yan looked at this face and felt as if he was struck by lightning!dd