"Chechi country has been in drought for many years, pray that God will have mercy on the people and rain heavily!"

The king, who had climbed to the top of the ladder, fell to his knees and hit his head on the steps, thumping his head nine times, painful and brittle.

When the king looked up again, blood trickled down the bridge of his nose and from the tip of his nose to the ground.

His heart was sincere, and the non-commissioned officer next to him couldn't bear to see it.

Unfortunately, the sky was still clear, and there was not a single black cloud in sight.

"Fellow mages, why are you ......?"

The king of Che Chi turned around and asked the monk who was chanting, his eyelids drooping, and he only cared about chanting.

The sound of the wooden fish was slow, but the king was restless.

If there is no rain, there will be many years of drought, young people will leave their hometowns in order to survive, and only women, children and elderly people who are difficult to travel far will be left behind.

At this moment, there was a sudden burst of laughter from the sky.

"Hahaha~"

Listening to the laughter, there were three Taoists wearing Taoist robes from the clouds, riding the clouds, floating three feet above the high ladder.

"Immortals! Dare to ask who is the immortal? But came to rain for my car? The king asked.

"Rain is the work of the Dragon King, how can we overstep our authority?" I only heard a pair of clever eyes in the middle, and the tall and thin Taoist said: "But when the three brothers saw that the king was begging for rain, his heart could shake the heavens, and his heart was moved, so he showed up to see it." ”

"Shake the heavens?" The king of Che Chi sat on the ladder of heaven in a decadent manner: "If it can really shake the heavens, why has it never rained in the heavens?" but to see the suffering of my people?

If you want to punish me, you can put the sin on me alone. ”

The sleeves were weak to swing, and the king had repeatedly failed to beg for rain, and he was already disheartened.

The higher the ladder was built, the more the monks were recruited, but the heavens were stingy and did not rain a drop of rain, and the cracks in the fields were like the mouths of evil spirits, swallowing up their seeds and crops, and the hope of the whole country.

"The king doesn't know anything! The reason why Che Chiguo has not had rain for many years is because of this group of bald donkeys! ”

The burly Taoist who spoke like thunder pointed to the monk who was knocking on the wooden fish, and snorted coldly, "Hmph!" ”

This hum, accompanied by the strong wind, woke up the monks who closed their eyes and recited the Buddha.

"It's all these demon monks, if it weren't for their iniquity, how could God not rain?"

"Your Majesty, there is no such thing!" The old monk panicked.

"I ask you, will you beg for rain?" The Taoist asked.

"Amitabha Buddha ......, poor monks don't know magic and can't ask for rain."

"Since you can't ask for rain, why do you have to recite the scriptures here?"

"This ......"

The old monk glanced at the king of Che Chi Kingdom, could it be that he said that he would not ask for rain, and that the king forced him to ask for rain? If you say this, I am afraid that you will provoke the king's anger.

But if he tells a lie, he will also be guilty of deceit.

One might endanger all the monks, the other would lie but only blame himself, and perhaps the king would be more inclined to his actions and be kind to the other monks.

The old monk said: "The poor monk believes that as long as he reiterates the scriptures sincerely, the heavens will inevitably feel the rain. ”

"Hmph, it's really a demon monk! …… Your Majesty! The Taoist pointed to the old monk and said, "If the poor Taoist can ask for rain, should he cure the sin of this demon monk?" ”

"This ......"

King Che Chi looked at the old monk with a calm face, and nodded hesitantly, "Of course!" If the three immortals can ask for rain, I will also pay homage to the three as national teachers and open a temple. ”

"Hahaha, good! Then it's up to me to ask for rain! ”

The three Taoists began to cast spells and ask for rain.

He Cheng, who remained in Yang Li's sleeve, was still lifting the ban on his body, and he only opened his eyes when he heard the conversation outside.

He originally planned to stay by the side of these three Daoists for a while longer, and someone would block the gun in front of him to attract attention, so that he could wholeheartedly remove the ban on his body, and then go to Tianmen to leave after his strength was restored.

After all, his strength has been greatly damaged, and if he forcibly opens the Heavenly Gate, I am afraid that he will immediately attract the attention of other immortals, and it will be impossible to escape if he is surrounded by then.

But when he heard it now, he suddenly discovered.

Che Chiguo, three Taoists.

Isn't this the three demons of the tiger, deer and sheep who fought with Sun Wukong and Che Chiguo.

They were bent on the Tao, and in the end they were cut off by Sun Monkey, their intestines were dug up, and they were burned to death in an oil pot, and none of those high-ranking people came out to save the scene.

After a while, there were a lot of small characters with mature knowledge on the top of their heads.

The wind woman blew dark clouds, Lei Gong thundered, and finally there was rain from the dragon king, these three demons really had some face, sure enough, in the blink of an eye, Che Chi Guo, which had been dry for many years, had been raining heavily.

The whole country celebrated, Che Chiguo was overjoyed, and the faces of the monks were more ugly than the other.

On the same day, the three demons were crowned national teachers.

In the middle of the night, they excitedly returned to the mansion of the king of Chechi.

"When I saw the bald donkeys being beaten and begging for mercy, my heart was happy!" Huli Daxian laughed heartily.

"That's right, from now on, Che Chi Guo will depend on our three brothers, as long as our three brothers are here, the bald donkeys will never think that one day they will be able to turn over"

Yang Li also nodded, agreeing with his brother.

Pushing open the door, the room was pitch black.

"Third brother, where is your fire dragon? Why don't you take it out and light it up? Huli Daxian said.

"That's right!"

Yang Li Daxian pulled his sleeve and pulled out the fire dragon, it was the time when he was in high spirits, and he had to show off his treasure in his hand.

Who knew that as soon as the fire dragon turned around, a tail pulled away the hand of the Yang Li Daxian, and fell to the ground, turning into a handsome man.

He didn't have a strand of hair, his black hair hung down his waist, and he looked at the three demons indifferently.

Three demons and one spirit.

"Who are you?" Yang Li was shocked, how did his fire dragon become a man?

"Wait...... Do you remember the man the Yaksha said? Luli Daxian was the most astute, and immediately thought of the rumors he had heard today.

"Oh, what kind of little character did you say to make trouble in the Heavenly Palace, it seems to be called ...... General Drought Plague? ”

"That's right"

Luli Daxian nodded, "He must be a demon who was chased and killed by Erlang God and the South China Sea Dragon Palace, and turned into a fire dragon to escape by our hands!" ”

Huli Daxian took a step forward disdainfully, raised his hand and grabbed the man in front of him, "Look at me, raise my hand to capture him and send him to the South China Sea Dragon Palace!" ”

The outstretched right hand shook and turned into a tiger's claw. The tiger's claws bit the other party ferociously, but the other party was unmoved.

Tiger Power Daxian tried harder, but found that his tiger claws seemed to be scratched on the mountain rock, but his fingers hurt instead.

He looked up in horror, but saw the other party raise his hand and pinch himself with two fingers, turning slightly.

Syllable!

Huli Daxian's entire arm was torn off.

"You're too ostentatious"

He Cheng lost his tiger claw and took a step forward.

"Run!" Huli Daxian suddenly found the gap between the two sides, the drought plague general in front of him was not a small role at all, but a big demon who could easily take his life with one move!

"I can't run" He Cheng opened his mouth leisurely, and the three monsters screamed and were sucked into his mouth.

How could they have run away at such close range?

He Cheng rubbed his stomach and heard movement at the door.

No matter how quick he tried, he still attracted people, and now he had to keep a low profile.