Boom –

A thunderclap resounded through the four fields.

Raindrops the size of beans fell from the sky and fell on the dry and cracked yellow earth.

Because it had not rained for too long, the crops in the land had already died, and the people on the land were like seedlings dying of drought, thin, cracked, and scorched.

But now, this thunder, this heavy rain, has saved everything.

People beat gongs and drums, rejoicing in the land, hoarse and roaring, releasing the most sincere joy with the most primitive power.

A white-haired old man who couldn't even walk respectfully and reverently knelt under the rain platform, his face full of tears.

"Thank you, O goddess! It was your immortal method that killed this troublesome monster and attracted this rain! Goddess, I thank you on behalf of the people of this land! God must have heard our prayers day and night to send you to save our people! ”

On the rain platform, a woman in a white plain dress stood in the heavy rain.

She was covered with an invisible spiritual shroud, and the rain could not wet her robes.

She stood against the wind, her face was pure and flawless, and her temperament was as pure as a fairy.

Not far from her, a corpse burned by flames lay in the rain, its body stenching, its eyes still full of resentment and hatred before death.

"I am the great witch of the Mu family, and it is within my duty to ask for the people's lives."

The old man who knelt down under the rain platform looked up at her in disbelief.

"You, you are actually the great witch of the Mu family? Oh my God, I didn't expect that in my lifetime, I would still be able to see the great witch of the Mu family! ”

He stood up tremblingly, waved the cane in his hand, and shouted to the man behind him with a hoarse throat:

"This is the great witch of the Mu family! The great witch of the Mu family! ”

His voice quickly attracted attention, one to ten, ten to hundred.

The sound of gongs and drums stopped, and so did the dancing and jubilant people, who moved closer to the rain platform with excited faces, and they knelt down under the platform in a solemn manner.

Reverently prostrate in the muddy water, knock!

Mu Zhixia stood high on the rain platform.

Everywhere she looked, there were people who bowed down to her.

They were full of gratitude, and called out to her one after another, "Great Witch, Great Witch! ”

Their voices are like vast waves, overlapping and heavy, breaking through the wind and rain, breaking through the firmament, breaking through all shackles, until every corner of the world can be heard.

Mu Zhixia closed his eyes and stretched out his hands to greet the rain that fell from the sky.

Is this what it feels like to be bowed down by the faithful?

That's right, she is the great witch of the Mu family, and she is a well-deserved great witch!

Heavy rains have drenched the parched land.

Two hours later, Mu Zhixia's carriage left Shiwei Township and headed east.

Towards dusk, the carriage arrives at a small town built of stone.

In front of the largest inn in the town, Rong Yan stood under the dripping eaves, waiting for her.

At eight o'clock in the evening, thirty-six people gathered in the inn.

In the Rong Holy Land, there are more than 100 people who have entered the gap in time and space, which means that most of them have not been contacted yet, and they don't know where they are.

I only hope that the follow-up spell fish can be contacted again, after all, more people are more help.

The wine of the big altar is piled up in the lobby of the inn, and the oil lamps are brilliant, shining on the people in the lobby.

The leader is a young man in a white robe, so it is naturally Rong Yan.

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