Since the village chief organized the whole village to carry out drought relief efforts, there is no problem with the water for the people and livestock in the village, but there is a serious shortage of water for agricultural production. Now is the time to plant red roots. The villagers have dug the ditches in the ground, and they need rain to soak the ditches, and then cut the red vines into pieces and plant them into the land, so that the red vines can grow, and then the red vines will grow in the ground, and they can be harvested in the autumn. The vitality of this red vine is a bit like an earthworm, an earthworm is cut in two, each of which survives, and finally becomes two earthworms. The red vine is cut into sections, and each red vine planted in the ground is like an earthworm, which can survive and grow into a complete and lush red vine, and finally bear fruit in the ground. Human life is more advanced, every cell has evolved perfectly, once it is cut in two, it will definitely die. Although the life form of the red vine is more low-level, its vitality is more tenacious, and it will not die after being cut into a few pieces, and the low-level cells can continue to develop and grow, which is really the magic of nature. There is no rain at the moment, and the red weeds cannot be planted, and other crops that need rain are waiting to be fed.

At the initiative of some old women who burned incense, the villagers pinned their hopes for rain on the Bodhisattva. The Stone Buddha Temple near Maojiagou in Calamus Township decided to hold a ceremony to pray for rain on the 15th of this month, and Mr. Guo will personally pray for rain to the heavens. In the villages around the Stone Buddha Temple, the villagers usually have a little illness and pain, in addition to seeing a doctor and taking medicine, they also come to the Stone Buddha Temple to make a wish. This drought lasted for a long time, and the villagers were full of expectations for the rain at the Stone Buddha Temple for the sake of harvesting in the fields.

When the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar arrived, Hu Kehao and He Xin followed the old woman who burned incense in Huaishu Village to the Stone Buddha Temple. There was an endless stream of pilgrims on the road, rushing to the Stone Buddha Temple. There are many pilgrims in the temple, men, women and children holding wax sticks, green incense, and fire paper to kowtow. An old lady reverently knelt on the ground and said to the Bodhisattva, "O gods, please bless it and make it rain quickly!" The crops in the fields are dying, the fields are cracked, and there is not much grain in stock. How do we spend our days! Then he began to cry. Some old ladies also shed tears silently when they thought of their family's situation.

Aunt Luo, the hostess of the Stone Buddha Temple, looked at the hot sun and said to the pilgrims: "Good men and women! Our group activity today is to pray for rain to heaven! We have to believe in the gods, we have to believe in the Bodhisattva! Today, we are honored to have Mr. Guo to cast spells and lead everyone to pray for rain! The crowd applauded, and Mr. Guo made his debut.

The altar for praying for rain has already been erected. Twenty-eight flags were planted around the altar: seven green flags in the east were laid out in the shape of a dragon, seven soap flags in the north were used as a xuanwu trend, seven white flags in the west were in the form of a white tiger, and seven red flags in the south were in the shape of a red bird. Teacher Guo wears a crown of hair, a soapy robe, a phoenix coat and a belt, and a square coat of red shoes. One person stands on the left in front of him to attract hyacinths; One person stands on the right side of the front to show the style; There is a person standing on the left side, holding a sword; There is a person standing on the right side, holding an incense burner. Legend has it that this method of praying for rain was created by Zhuge Liang during the Three Kingdoms period, and Mr. Guo learned it from his master.

Teacher Guo walked on the altar, moving left and right, and reverently started the Fa. The pilgrims couldn't understand it, and some said that Mr. Guo was pretending to be a ghost and sneering at him; Some say that Mr. Guo is practicing piously, and he admires him so much. People will look at the sky with suspicion. Suddenly, the white clouds in the sky obscured the sun, and then the white clouds turned into dark clouds, and the sky gradually became overcast. Soon, a strong wind blew in the sky, and it was about to rain, and the pilgrims were full of joy and admiration for Mr. Guo. Suddenly, a lightning bolt lit up in the sky, and a bright light struck the altar where Teacher Guo was standing, and the incense in Teacher Guo's hand was broken, and the burning incense fell to the ground, like an earthworm with a severed head.

Teacher Guo's face changed, he pinched his fingers and said, "It's not good, there are evil things, God refuses to rain." ”

"I think it's Mr. Guo's excuse! I don't have the ability to ask the heavens for rain, and the blame is on the evil thing! In the crowd, a young man who claimed to be a materialist scoffed.

Seeing the strange people coaxing, Mr. Guo felt very embarrassed, his original intention was to solve the urgent needs of the people, and he didn't want to capsize in the gutter and be laughed at. Mr. Guo's approach just now has obviously changed the sky and the wind has risen, and many people still believe in Mr. Guo's professional and technical level.

Aunt Luo looked at the crowd around her and said, "Teacher Guo has done his best, don't say cool things, if you have the ability, let God let the rain come down." ”

Teacher Guo was wearing a Taoist robe, tired and sweating profusely under the scorching sun, and the two young men helped him into the temple, fanned him with a pu fan, and asked: "Teacher Guo, we support you, don't give up halfway, how can we continue to rain?" ”

"It looks like only by driving away the evil things will it rain!" Teacher Guo said.

"How do you drive away evil things?" The young man asked.

"My mana is limited, this has to be considered in the long run, and I also have to visit the masters," Mr. Guo replied.

Uncle Cang of Huaishu Village saw that when Mr. Guo prayed for rain, the sky had changed color and wind, and secretly admired his ability. After burning the incense, the pilgrims dispersed, and Uncle Cang, Hu Kehao, and He Xin went home together. Thinking that something strange had happened when praying for rain today, Uncle Cang was worried about their safety, gave them a talisman and a handful of rice, and said, "You go ahead, I go behind, if you feel that something is wrong, you can quietly spread rice, you can ward off evil spirits." ”

The slope home is hidden in the dense woods. When passing by Huang Jueya, Hu Kehao felt anxious and wanted to. He was a little scared and didn't dare to look for a hidden place suitable for, and wanted to solve it on the side of the road. Uncle Cang said: "Someone may pass by at any time, don't on the side of the road, go to the barmao cage over there." Hu Kehao said: "Uncle Cang, then you follow me and stay outside, I'm a little scared." ”

"You coward, what are you afraid of! Who would dare to cut you off! Uncle Cang said.

In the bamao bush, Hu Kehao found a flat place and it was convenient to take off his pants. He was afraid of some monster running around him, so he looked around vigilantly. Suddenly, he saw a snake skin not far away, as well as a few chicken feathers.

Hu Kehao screamed in fright, grabbed his pants and ran outside. Uncle Cang ran in and asked him what was going on. He showed him the snakeskins and feathers on the ground. Uncle Cang picked up a stick from the ground and picked it up on the ground. Suddenly, a hole was found in Shiguzi Beach, like a snake cave.

"There must be a snake in this hole, and the chicken feathers on the ground are left by the snake swallowing the chicken." Uncle Cang said. He put his stick into the hole and stirred it, and the hole was bottomless. Uncle Cang touched something in the hole, but the stick was straight, and he couldn't pull it out. He went to find a branch with a hook and pulled out the contents of the hole. Damn, it's a bone.

"These are dead man's bones!" Hu Kehao said. They took out the bones of the dead, which is equivalent to digging out the ancestral graves of other people, and their hearts are uneasy.

"There is no way, we have to apologize to this ancestor and beg for his forgiveness." Uncle Cang said. They kowtowed to the dead man's bones and said a lot of good things. They didn't have any money on them, so they had to come here another day to worship. Coming out of the bushes, they saw He Xin waiting for them in front of them, and quickened their pace to catch up with her.

After walking a few steps, Uncle Cang saw a garbage pile in front of him, which contained cardboard, plastic, glass, mineral water bottles and other rags, so he took out a pocket and picked it up. In addition to making crops, Uncle Cang usually collects rags and sells them everywhere for money. It is often accompanied by scrap copper and iron, waste books, waste paper, and waste bottles. Uncle Cang often left the rags he picked up in his yard, which stinked. When I was a child, this yard was a paradise for Hu Kehao and his peers, where they could find some beloved toys. Seeing such a garbage heap, Uncle Cang naturally wanted to go inside to find a treasure. He said to Hu Kehao: "You go back first, don't wait for me." ”

Because of Uncle Cang's following, Hu Kehao and He Xin felt uncomfortable, and now Uncle Cang was busy with his own affairs, and they couldn't ask for it. On the secluded forest path, with a gentle breeze and the fragrance of wildflowers, Hu Kehao and He Xin quietly felt the breath of nature together. The forest was sweltering, He Xin's sweat was already soaking through the back of his clothes, and the white T-shirt was attached to his back. Hu Kehao took out the paper fan he carried with him and fanned He Xin, and the flowing air sent the faint fragrance of He Xin's body into Hu Kehao's nostrils. Walking through the dense shade of trees, you come to a path where the sun shines directly overhead. Hu Kehao broke a wattle from the road, made a circle, picked wild flowers on the side of the road, made a wreath, and put it on He Xin's head to shield her from the sun.