He ran down in a panic, fell many times, broke two bottles of wine, broke the tea box, and was still a little frightened after coming down the mountain.

After a moment's pause, he took a few deep breaths, then trotted until he reached the entrance of the village.

With his hands on his knees, he gasped for breath and sweated profusely, and felt like his heart was going to jump out of his throat.

When I turned my head and looked, a mountain ridge stood in front of "Mt. Kambaba", as if it were a guard, and I could see the lush forests on "Mt. Kambaba" in the distance.

"The evil door of the real special mother!" Thinking back on the strange experience just now, Wang Zegang still has palpitations.

Looking at the wine that had leaked clean in his hand and the broken tea box.

"Fortunately, I didn't buy the expensive one, and it cost more than 200 yuan! It's a big loss this time! ”

I didn't see it, and I took more than 200 yuan for nothing, and I fell several times.

"What's the matter, let the dog get it?" When he returned home and saw Wang Jianrong's embarrassed appearance, his mother was surprised and hurriedly stepped forward to pat the grass clippings on his body.

"These clothes are torn, are you hurt?"

"I'm fine, Mom."

"Did you see Wang Qian?"

"Don't mention it, he's really not a thing!" Wang Zegang threw the tea leaves in his hand to the ground.

"I called on the mountain for a long time, but he didn't answer, there was not even a decent road on the mountain, and I finally got close to his broken hut, and I ended up running into an evil spirit."

"Hit the evil, how can you hit the evil in broad daylight?" His mother was stunned.

"Anyway, it's quite gloomy, inexplicably dizzy, mom, don't go up the mountain in the future."

Wang Jianrong on the side didn't speak, just smoked silently, he had already guessed what his son had experienced.

"What a mess, where can I get that kind of rice for the leader!"

When he came, he was full of confidence, and felt that such a trivial matter, it was not a matter of hand, and he was still thinking about Wang Qianhuile's fart of planting rice fields on the mountain, after all, it was the object of ridicule in the village, he stayed in the mountain for three years, and he didn't do anything, if he went, then it was charity?

As a result, it's good now, no one has seen anyone, let alone bought rice.

"Aren't you shopping online now, you can ask on the Internet and buy some from the Internet." His mother reminded him.

"I found it on the Internet, but there is a kind of rouge rice that is very similar to Wang Qian's planting, there are hundreds of good ones, and the cheap ones are more than a dozen yuan a catty, and I don't know if it's true or not."

"You buy some first, and pick the expensive ones."

"Hey, I can only try." Wang Zegang sighed helplessly.

Coming full of hope and leaving full of disappointment, Wang Zegang took away the only little "rouge rice" left when he left.

"Why don't we try to grow that kind of rice next year?" Wang Jianrong's wife asked tentatively.

"Where to get rice seedlings, when you go to the mountains to find someone to ask for it, do you want to be shameless?"

"For the sake of our son, what is face?"

"How can there be such a good seed!" Wang Jianrong waved his hand, went out alone, and walked around the village to dissipate his anger.

Two weeks later, Qucheng, a larger group.

Wang Zegang knocked on the door of the leader's office with a plastic bag and a small bag of rice.

"Hello, leader, this is the kind of rice I gave you last time, I didn't dare to ask for too much, you can taste it first, right?"

"Okay, good, good, Zegang has a heart!" The very rich leader said with a smile.

After saying a few words, Wang Zegang left the leader's office very interestingly and returned to his desk, still feeling a little apprehensive.

After returning from the village that day, he specially checked the pink rice on the Internet, and he didn't know if he didn't check it, and he was shocked when he checked it, it turned out that the "rouge rice" was a very precious rice, and it was still a "tribute rice" for the imperial palace in the capital in ancient times.

It can only be grown in a specific place, and the yield is very small, and it is almost extinct, and now it is almost a special supply of rice, which is basically not seen in the market.

In order to buy this kind of "rouge rice", he also went thousands of miles to the rumored production area of "rouge rice", and spent a week before and after, but he bought a few catties of rice, and spent more than 10,000 yuan, but this person is still unwilling to sell.

"The Sword Comes"

This time, he really realized what it means to lift a stone and shoot himself in the foot.

In the following days, he waited for the leader's call with trepidation, but the leader never talked to him, as if he had forgotten him.

It was fast summer and the weather was starting to get hot.

On the "Shenzhi Mountain", Wang Qian drew a gossip prayer array on the ground, and with the improvement of his cultivation these days, his understanding of these formations and talismans has been further deepened.

Whether it is a formation or a talisman, most of the time it is actually a bridge between people and heaven and earth, ghosts and gods.

Because in the vast majority of cases, the aura and divine qi that are free between heaven and earth cannot be directly used.

Even if Wang Qian's current cultivation is like this, all the meridians around his body are opened, and he is born and can pass through the heavens and the earth, but the aura and divine qi that he can directly use are still limited.

Because these divine qi are scattered in the heavens and the earth, and his own mana is limited, and his divine sense perception ability is limited, he cannot control a large number of divine qi.

But through formations and talismans, they are like special bridges and amplifiers.

It can allow people who have not opened the bridge between heaven and earth to communicate with heaven and earth, and it can also make the original mana exert ten times or even greater power.

The first time he used this "prayer for rain" to call for wind and rain, he just cast the spell in the simplest way according to the law, which was to "copy" and "draw a scoop according to the gourd", and now he has a deeper understanding and perception of it.

If it's a sunny day, the wind and rain won't come naturally, and the thunder won't come out of nowhere.

His divine consciousness emanated, feeling the changes between heaven and earth, and through the blessing of the magic circle, he was very sensitive to the wind, water vapor, temperature and humidity between heaven and earth, and the scope of his perception was further vast.

He urged the mana, and through the formation, he communicated the heavens and the earth.

The wind comes,

The wind rose from the top of the mountain, at first it was just a fresh breeze, and gradually it became stronger and stronger.

Only when the wind rises can the surrounding water vapor be gathered, and when the water vapor gathers, rain and fog can be produced, and when there is rain and fog, there will be thunder.

The mountain wind is howling, the trees on the top of the mountain are shaking, the dust is flying, and the grass clippings are dancing.

Wind stop,

Stretching out his finger, the wind was a little lighter after a while, and even less after a while.

In this way, at the top of "Mt. Shenzhi", the wind is howling for a while, and the breeze is gentle for a while.

YUN Yong,

With a soft sound,

The blue sky above the top of the mountain suddenly swelled with white clouds, like cotton candy flowers, and after a while, the white clouds turned into dark clouds, as if they had been splashed with ink.

From a distance, the sky is clear elsewhere, but the dark clouds on the "Shenzhi Mountain" are overwhelming.

cloud dispersion,

The rolling clouds slowly faded into white clouds, which became thinner and thinner, and a few rays of sunlight shone down through the clouds.

Not far away, the earth dog squatted on the ground, watching the sand and rocks flying on the top of the mountain, and the wind and clouds surging.