"Fang Bizhen?"

The tall fat man was stunned: "Do you know Fang Bizhen?"

Fang Bizhen's father, Fang Wenyuan, was originally a drunkard and gambler, and in an accident, Fang Wenyuan borrowed 100,000 yuan from their usury. Now it has not been repaid within the due date, and the principal with interest has been rolled over 300,000 yuan.

The Fang family had no money to repay the loan, so several fat people threatened Fang Wenyuan's daughter and wanted to send her to the bar to sit on the table to repay the debt.

I didn't expect this little Taoist priest to know the Fang family.

"Poor Dao doesn't know the people of the Fang family..."

Zhang Daoran was very calm: "Since the poor road has put forward conditions, and you are a person without virtue, the poor road has succeeded in seeking rain, so naturally I will not worry about you cheating." And looking at the thirty miles in a radius, the people who are bitter, the Fang family is very much. It is a poor way, which can be regarded as seeking rain and accumulating virtue..."

"Hehe..."

Humpty Dumpty smiled: "Could it be your concubine, who wants to trick us in this way." ”

"There is no virtue in the mouth, and the mouth of the unjust debt is crooked..."

Zhang Daoran smiled, not caring about the swear words in his mouth.

"Woo..."

As soon as Zhang Daoran's words fell, Humpty Dumpty's clever mouth was crooked to the root of his ears, his saliva was flowing sideways, and even his eyes were crooked.

The other four fat men were startled and instinctively took a few steps back. Looking at Zhang Daoran again, I felt a cold air coming out of my heart.

This little Taoist priest follows his words, what evil magic can't be done?

As soon as he finished speaking, Gao Ming's mouth was crooked, and it was really crooked.

"If you don't have any opinions, it's going to rain..."

Zhang Daoran didn't look at Humpty Dumpty, and said very casually.

The tall fat man originally felt that Zhang Daoran was a little evil because of the matter of the short and fat man, and he became depressed at this time.

"Woo..."

Gao Ming pointed to his mouth, and then pointed to the shop, and whined.

The other fat man, who was a little fatter, instantly understood what Gao Ming meant: "It's okay if it rains, and you have to heal my brother's mouth..."

Zhang Daoran nodded: "That's natural, you have to think clearly, you reduce your life expectancy by ten years, but there is not much left." You brother, you only have a few hours left..."

"You talk a lot of nonsense, then you can make it rain!"

The tall fat man's heart is horizontal, he really doesn't believe in this evil.

Is there really such a miraculous person in this world?

"That's good..."

Zhang Daoran smiled and slowly stood up.

"You don't need to prepare for the opening of the altar?"

The tall fat man looked at Zhang Daoran and asked curiously.

Both in reality and on TV. Asking for rain requires a long preparation time, an altar, a fruit offering, and constant chanting...

It is likely that it will not rain for ten and a half days, or it will not rain for several days.

Therefore, people know that the so-called prayer for rain does not exist at all. As a young man in the new era, how can I not know that rainfall is not a fairy practice at all, but a natural phenomenon of heaven and earth.

This is also the reason why they dare to bet with Zhang Daoran.

Could it be that there are really people who can influence heaven and earth?

Because the car they bet on is tonight, so they made a special trip to look at the weather forecast, and there will be no rain in the next half month.

Even if he really has the magic power of a god operator, he can't be more accurate than the weather forecast.

Nowadays, with the development of science and technology, the weather forecast is no longer like before, and it is ridiculed. Nowadays, the weather forecasts are extremely accurate.

"Generally speaking, the practice of opening the altar to ask for rain is what ordinary monks do. Chanting for rain moves the heavens and the earth. With the help of the gods, heavy rain falls. ”

Zhang Daoran was full of confidence: "Poor Dao doesn't need any auxiliary means, just a little rain, as long as you are willing to pay the price, it will naturally rain." ”

Gao Ming glanced at each other, and felt even more absurd.

Is this little Taoist crazy or not?

They don't have a time limit, they don't have a location, they don't have any requirements. He can build an altar, and even invite Taoist priests from his master to pray for rain.

But the little Taoist priest seems to be very arrogant, not self-confident, in their eyes this is arrogance.

Why don't you use it, just ask for rain?

Do you really think that you are God, or God is your family, and it will rain when you want?

Zhang Daoran ignored them, stretched out his right hand, raised it slightly, and pointed to the sky: "Poor Dao follows the law, and one finger moves the ......wind and clouds."

"Whew..."

Suddenly, the originally hot and dry weather was greeted by a cool breeze.

The landscape trees on the side of the road made a "whooshing" sound in an instant. The pedestrians on the side of the road were taken aback: "It's so windy, how can there be such a strong wind?"

Passers-by felt the cool breeze and feel comfortable, but these fat men were shocked: "Could it really rain? Is this a coincidence?"

Looking up, the originally clear starry sky, above their heads, gathered a dark cloud.

And around the dark clouds, the sky is still full of stars.

"Is it a coincidence?"

Why didn't the tall fat man want to believe that this was really gathering dark clouds?

"Is it the little Taoist priest who is so confident once he discovers the dark clouds?"

The tall fat man turned a lot of thoughts in his heart, and his heart was raised: "If the little Taoist priest really succeeds in rainfall, won't it be at the cost of ten years of life?"

That's a loss, isn't it?

After drinking the wine in a good manner, wandering around, he was so unlucky, he met a little Taoist priest, and he lost ten years of life?

"The idea of the poor road reaches heaven and earth, and the mind moves thunder and lightning..."

"Crackle..."

With Zhang Daoran's voice, there was a thunderclap, as if he remembered the sound of a cannon in his ears, making his ears almost deaf.

"Thunder is coming?"

A few fat people were stunned.

This is really evil!

How did this little Taoist priest do it?

"The meaning of the poor road is the will of heaven, and faith is like the law and rain..."

"Tick..."

A drop of rain fell on the bare head, and the raindrop was heavy, unusually large, the size of a thumb and a belly.

"Let's go... Click..."

"Whoa..."

In an instant, the rain poured down, and the heavy rain obscured the vision as far as the eye could see.

The rain was heavy, as if someone was actually splashing water in the air.

Maybe a minute, maybe half an hour.

A few fat men were drenched in the rain and forgot to dodge, and there was only one thought left in their minds: "Is this really ten years less life?"

This little Taoist priest really succeeded in asking for rain... No, this is not a request for rain at all, but an order in general, an order to God to rain!

"A drop of rain in fifty years of life, the rest of the world has been reached, the clouds will reap the rain and rest..."

Zhang Daoran's voice woke them up.

In an instant, the heavy rain dissipated directly. In the air, the dark clouds dispersed, revealing the starry sky.

"This rain is really evil, it will rain when it is said, it will be gone when it is gone, and there is no sign at all... Isn't it a weather forecast that says there is no rain?"

Passers-by who sheltered from the rain complained a little: "It's so big, it's the first time I've seen this kind of heavy rain, it's really like it's pouring down, it's only been a few minutes, you look at the road, there is already so much water..."

"Hey, I just reminded my boyfriend, don't come to pick me up, it's raining too much, but my boyfriend said that it didn't rain there at all, he was just a few hundred meters away, and this rain wouldn't be the only one here..."

There was a lot of discussion around, but a few fat people fell into an ice cave.

They didn't even think about it, they turned and ran.

But when he ran away, he turned around and ran back, his face was like earth, and he kept begging: "Dao Chief, we know that we are wrong, you can do well, help... We don't want to lose ten years of life..."