In order to prevent people from other villages from grabbing water from Qingshui Village, the village chief asked Yao Huang to open the formation in the woods again to isolate Qingshui Village from the outside world. The water in the well is barely enough for the villagers to use on a daily basis, and the water stored is used to water the crops, but the weather is dry, and the water watered by the villagers is dried by the sun before it is fully absorbed by the crops, which has little effect, but it is better than all the other places to die. If you live like this until you are alive or dead, you don't know how much you can produce when you have a good harvest.

"If I knew the road, I wouldn't grow rice and wheat, but potatoes and sweet potatoes." Aunt Li looked at the cloudless sky and sighed.

"Even if you plant potatoes and sweet potatoes, it won't be in vain if it doesn't rain." Fourth Uncle Li smoked dry tobacco in annoyance, the food stored by their family is enough to eat, but this food is impossible for their family to eat, the mother's family of the three daughters-in-law must support some, and other relatives can't let them starve to death, so after all, the food is still not enough!

"Oh my God, why isn't it raining yet?" Aunt Li thought for a moment and said, "Why don't we go to the village chief and let the village chief organize everyone to invite the Dragon King?" ”

"This activity will make you sweat, waste water, talk too much, and dry mouth, don't want it." Fourth Uncle Li objected realistically.

"What did you say, what should I do if the Dragon Lord listened?" Fourth Aunt Li hurriedly raised her hands to the sky, "Lord Long, my old man is not sensible, you are not to blame." ”

Fourth Uncle Li turned around and ignored Fourth Aunt Li. Fourth Aunt Li snorted angrily, "I'll go find the village chief!" ”

The village chief chose to seek spiritual solace in the face of difficulties, which is also the choice of most people, in the face of disasters that they cannot resist. Only pray to God and worship Buddha. Ask for the help of the gods. The village chief soon struggled with manpower. A ceremony was held next to the creek to invite the dragon king.

At this time, children were the most active, but now they can only hide in their homes, listening to the sounds of people and suona from the other side of the river, and they are so curious that they scratch their hearts and lungs. Yao Huang touched Xiao Ke's head, which had been looking out of the door, and sighed slightly. Children like to play crazy outside, running around in the big sun, running all over their bodies and sweating all over their faces. The whole person was as black as charcoal, but he was happy, only the eyes were still bright on his black face, and a mouthful of white teeth could be seen when he laughed. But now, that kind of fun is gone, and the children are confined to their homes every day, only going out for a walk in the morning and evening. It's hard for them to have a day like this.

Yao Huang watched the movement by the river with his divine sense, and the villagers were very generous, and even killed a cow, a sheep and a pig as the main sacrifice, and the rest of the chickens, ducks and cakes were quite a lot. Just lay it out by the river for a day. It must have broken down by night. Yao Huang shouted waste in his heart, after the villagers left. I used my divine sense to collect everything in the space.

In the middle of the night, when everything was silent, a figure suddenly appeared in the sky above Qingshui Village, and as her hands danced like orchids in full bloom, a light rain fell in the sky. The rain wet the ground, and the crops in the field struggled to stretch their branches and leaves, absorbing the rain from heaven. After so many days, they finally had their fill.

Because of his cultivation of the wood attribute exercises, Yao Huang could vaguely feel the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of the plants. After receiving the message that the crops had drunk enough, Yao Huang stopped casting the Ganlin Spell and flew towards Qingyuan Village, which was not far away.

Qingyuan Village, Banshan Village, Zhoujiazhuang, Anping County...... Yao Huang returned to Yao's house before dawn, the true yuan was exhausted, and Yao Huang was so tired that he lay on the bed and didn't want to move. Her ability is still too small, and after a hard night's work, the area of rain is only one-third of that of Anping County, and there is more than one Anping County in the arid location. If his strength is not enough, Yao Huang feels frustrated, even if he cultivates immortals, he is not omnipotent. After cultivating immortals, the little thought of being superior in his heart disappeared, Yao Huang looked at Xiuzhen with a normal heart, and the true yuan that was originally blocked suddenly became accessible. Yao Huang smiled slightly.

"Eldest sister, brother-in-law, second sister, come out and see, the Dragon King has appeared." Yao Qing yelled in the courtyard early in the morning, waking everyone up.

"What's wrong?" Smelling people, Chiba was the first to walk out of the house.

"The Dragon King has appeared!" Yao Qing said excitedly, "I went to the river to practice swords, and found that all the sacrifices offered to the Dragon King yesterday were gone!" ”

"Did someone steal it?" Yao Hong also walked out of the house.

"The protective formation of the village has been opened, and no outsiders can enter the village, and the people in the village know that those are sacrifices and will not move." Hearing this, Chiba groaned, "This thing is weird! ”

"Shall we take a look, then?" Yao Hong suggested curiously.

Wenren Qianye nodded, and walked to the river with Yao Hong and Yao Qing, as for Xiao Ke and Yingchun, the child slept a lot, fell asleep on the bed again.

When Yao Qing ran home, he shouted all the way to wake up many villagers, and they ran out of their homes to the river to check if what Yao Qing said was true. The banks of the river are bare, and the sacrifices of pigs, cows, sheep and other sacrifices that were placed on the bank yesterday are all gone.

"It's really the Dragon King who has appeared!" The villagers were so excited that they knelt down and kowtowed to the riverbed. No one suspected that the sacrifice was stolen, a cow alone weighed hundreds of catties, who could steal it without leaving a trace?

"Look, old man? The Dragon King has appeared! Fourth Aunt Li pulled Fourth Uncle Li to kneel, "You are not allowed to say disrespectful words in the future, lest the Dragon Lord be guilty." ”

"Is it really a dragon king apparition?" The village chief uncle didn't believe it.

"Maybe it's really the dragon king's apparition. I have just inspected the fields, and the crops are covered with dewdrops, and the soil in the fields is moist, indicating that it rained last night. Wenren Chiba pinched the soil from the field and handed it to the village chief, this incident subverted his concept of more than 20 years. I had doubts about "the son is silent, the strange power is chaotic".

"Really, it's wet." The village chief uncle was so excited that he knelt directly on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, "Thank you to Lord Long, thank you Lord Dragon!" ”

For a whole day, the villagers of Qingshui Village were immersed in excitement and excitement, and someone proposed another sacrifice ceremony, but the village chief did not agree after thinking about it. A cow is worth a lot, not to mention pigs and sheep, and their village can't afford to spend that even if they're rich.

"The sacrificial ceremony can be held once, and it's not good to always disturb the Dragon King!"

"Then what if the Dragon Lord doesn't give us rain again?"

"Probably not! Since the Dragon Lord has accepted our sacrifices, he will not leave us alone! The village chief hesitated for a moment and said, "If it doesn't rain again, we'll sacrifice again." ”

The next day, the villagers found that it was raining again in the middle of the night, which confirmed the authenticity of the village chief's words, and no one mentioned the sacrifice again. (To be continued......)