The three days passed quickly, and on the day when Ning Bosheng needed to open the altar to pray for rain, there were many refugees under the high altar. They are all waiting for the rain to succeed and alleviate the drought.

Ning Bosheng stood on the altar according to the time the master said, his ink hair was flying, and he had the posture of an immortal returning by the wind.

The onlookers were confused, and some couldn't tell whether this was really a god descending to earth.

They knelt on the ground reverently and prayed for rain from heaven.

Ning Bosheng lit incense on the altar, and a pillar of incense passed, and the sun still hung in the sky, and there was no sign of rain. He lit a second incense stick, and it was about to burn out, but it still didn't rain.

Ning Bosheng lit the third incense, and the doorman at the bottom saw the situation on the altar and pinched a cold sweat.

Whispered to the person next to him, "The three incense sticks are going to be burned, and it may not rain." ”

"It's supposed to be done according to God's eyes." They didn't have much hope for the rain.

The doorman pointed to the people who were still kneeling on the ground, "They have pinned all their hopes on the prince, and if it doesn't rain later, they don't know what will happen." ”

As soon as the words fell, some of the refugees were already ready to move, wanting to stand up and see what was happening on the altar, why they had been kneeling for so long, and still no rain.

When the third incense stick was about to be burned, some people finally looked up at the sky, not to mention that it was raining, and they didn't even see the dark clouds.

"Failed, failed to ask for rain, it won't rain." He wailed, and the other refugees stopped kneeling and got up and looked at the sky.

Ning Boyu glanced at the refugees not far away, and soon someone said loudly, "Why did we fail to ask for rain?" ”

The refugees were carried away by him, looking at him suspiciously.

I saw that the person who took the lead in making trouble fearlessly pointed to Ning Bosheng standing on the altar, "It must be that he opened the altar to ask for rain without authorization, disturbing the gods in the sky, and the gods want to punish us and don't want it to rain." ”

His voice was so loud that almost everyone could hear it. Ning Bosheng's guards looked grim, and quickly stood beside him with weapons.

The refugees in the midst of the natural disaster easily believed his words, and regardless of whether the person standing above him was the prince or not, they chased after the troublemaker and asked, "How can we appease the wrath of the gods?" ”

"As long as those who have offended the gods are offered sacrifices to the heavens, they will not be punished. Otherwise, the entire Taihe River will suffer a catastrophe. "It is a famous master of Taihe who speaks, he has been bought by Ning Boyu, and he has come to demagogue at this time.

Ning Bosheng's lips pursed tightly, staring at the refugees who were making more and more trouble below. Suddenly, his fierce gaze fell on Ning Boyu, who smiled smugly at him and hid in the crowd.

"Opening the altar to ask for rain is to see the will of heaven, have you all forgotten that it was you who wanted the prince to ask for rain in the first place." Ning Bosheng was inconvenient to speak now, and the doorman explained for him.

"Don't be fooled, we're right to ask for rain. The fault is that the prince did not follow the heavens' preferences and changed the method of asking for rain without authorization, so he angered the gods. If we don't let him sacrifice to the gods, we'll all be in great trouble soon. "There is always a high-pitched voice in the crowd that directs the emotions of the people.

Ning Bosheng found out that person at a glance, and motioned for the guards to go down and arrest the person who took the lead in making trouble, and the rest of the people only needed to spend time to appease them.

Because of the large number of refugees, the man slipped faster than a loach, and when the guards rushed down, he burrowed into the crowd and shouted, "I'm going to kill someone." ”

"Just because I told the truth, the prince will kill me." He bewitched the refugees as he ran, "If you don't do it again, the punishment will come soon." ”

This sentence completely made the refugees out of control, and they rushed to the altar like a swarm, trying to arrest Ning Bosheng. At this moment, in their eyes, there is no identity of the prince, only living is the most important thing.

Because he was a refugee, Ning Bosheng did not allow the guards to do anything, so they could only put down their weapons and stop the people who kept coming over with their bare hands.

However, there were only a few guards brought by Ning Bosheng, where could he stop so many people.

Seeing that they were about to approach Ning Bosheng, they heard someone shouting excitedly, "It's raining, I feel it." ”

Everyone moved, looking up at the sky, small raindrops hitting their faces, cold and cold, wet they hadn't felt for a long time.

Ning Bosheng also had a drop on his hand, but there was still a scorching sun overhead, why did it suddenly rain, his eyes were full of doubts.

No matter how miraculous the rain was, the refugees couldn't count how long it had been since they saw it, and all they could do was rejoice for a while.

There are also refugees kneeling in front of Ning Bosheng, "The prince is a god who descends to earth, and it is really raining." Before, we were disrespectful, and I also asked Lord Wang to have a lot, don't care. ”

They were afraid that Ning Bosheng would be angry, so they let this rare rain stop.

Ning Bosheng asked them all to get up, and then led the doorman to the other side.

"It's impossible to rain in this weather." This is common sense, Ning Bosheng will not watch the sky at night, and he can know a thing or two.

Although the doorman thought it was strange, he was quite happy. If it hadn't rained in time, I wouldn't have known how to deal with those refugees.

"Why doesn't the prince regard it as a gift from heaven?" There was a little compassion on the doorman's face, "Maybe God thinks that the people of Taihe are too miserable, so it deliberately rained." ”

The rain falling on the dusty road does not smell good, but it is delightful.

Ning Bosheng rarely believed in the theory of ghosts and gods, and he subconsciously wanted to refute what the doorman said. However, the fact is that it rains on a sunny day, which makes him have to believe it.

Not far from the altar, Zhu Yuan stood there with Bai Bei. Behind them were the cheers of the refugees, but here, only the two of them, looked particularly lonely.

Zhu Yuan's face lost its previous brilliance and looked extremely tired, but there was a smile in his bright eyes. She reached out to hold the raindrops, "Bebe, you see everyone is happy. ”

Bai Bei didn't smile at all, and looked very serious, "You're going to be backfired." ”

"Mother, why don't you want to listen to me?" Worry crossed her white face.

"I'm fine now, maybe you're mistaken." Zhu Yuan comforted him optimistically, afraid that others would find out, she took Bai Bei's hand, "Let's go back." ”

After a long drought and a rainy day, with this rain, the refugees in Taihe will be happy for a long time, and Ning Bosheng and they don't have to be sad all day long.