Xie was disgusted and hurried home.

The two didn't see it, and the moment they turned around, the crowd was suddenly surrounded by a transparent barrier, which was like a large vacuum cleaner, slowly sucking the luck of the villagers.

Zhou Dawei, who was building a wall at home, suddenly hurried to his body as if he had been hollowed out, panting and sitting on the side, dizzy in front of his eyes and pale.

"Cauldron pot!"

Long Sisi jumped down from the arms of the Great Demon King, and sure enough, he saw that the black gas was like having claws, firmly holding the head of the cauldron.

Zhou Dawei was about to respond, the little fat hand reached out to his head, Long Sisi pinched it hard, his golden eyes flashed, and his ears and eyes were suddenly bright.

She grinned and pretended nothing had happened, rubbing his head, "Is the cauldron dizzy?" Sisi helped the cauldron to knead the pot. ”

This little guy's hands are soft, and he really doesn't get dizzy, Zhou Dawei smiled, "Didn't you go to the village chief's house with your grandmother and mother?" How did you come back again? ”

"I'm so thirsty, I'll come back and drink the water."

Long Sisi was worried about what reason she wanted, Xie Yan took the initiative to answer, and she gave a thumbs up.

The Great Demon King can be taught.

"So that's the case, you take a water bladder and fill it with a little and then go back, saving yourself from running back and forth."

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, Zhou Dawei was blown uncomfortable, and sat down with shortness of breath, "It looks like it's really going to rain." ”

"Cauldron, where's your headband?"

Long Sisi tugged at his sleeve, and his white and tender little face was full of anxiety, "Big cauldron, can you bring your hair to Sisi to take a look?" ”

Zhou Dawei's hand stretched out into his arms, his movements became slower and slower, and he pinched the hairband, but he couldn't pull it out, and the feeling of suffocation and dizziness was heavy again.

He couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person fell to the ground and passed out.

"Cauldron pot!"

.........

It was getting dark.

Zhuang Rongrong felt the wind in her ears getting colder and colder, and the smile on the corner of her mouth rose sharply.

In order to pray for rain this time, she made all preparations.

Even if the Zhou family was lucky and escaped repeatedly, even if that little milk doll could have any ability, she would never have imagined that she had made two preparations.

Ask for rain today, and it will come true!

Zhuang Rongrong opened her eyes and swept around the crowd, but she didn't see Long Sisi and Xie Yan, she knew in her heart that they were aware.

I'm tired of my brother and I'm really looking for that little milk baby, he must believe whatever she says.

But when she begs for rain, her brother will definitely like her more.

It was getting darker and darker, the wind was blowing, and the clouds were accumulating and almost touching the earth.

The village chief folded his hands excitedly, "Great, it's going to rain, great!" ”

The villagers are also very excited, they have already taken out all the buckets in advance, and when it rains, they will definitely be full, and the whole family will not be short of water to drink.

The land will be filled with water, and the wheat will surely grow.

"Bodhisattva, please have mercy on the people of our Peach Blossom Village, rain down, and the people of our Peach Blossom Village will definitely pray for you."

As soon as Zhuang Rongrong's words of sincere prayer fell, the villagers shouted, "Ask for the grace of the Bodhisattva." ”

Some even swore like crazy, "I'd rather trade my own life for a heavy rain." ”

Suddenly, lightning and thunder roared, and the clouds gathered even more violently.

Zhuang Rongrong knelt motionless, clasped her hands together, and kept muttering something in her mouth.

Suddenly, someone in the crowd stood up and shouted, "It's raining!" ”

More and more people stood up with their palms open, "It's raining, it's drizzling, it's really raining, the Bodhisattva really heard our prayers!" ”

The rain was getting thicker and thicker, and the villagers cheered.

But after a while, the rain became lighter again.

Zhuang Rongrong knew that it must have been solved by Yuan Dawei.

But it doesn't matter, people from a village can always reach Zhou Dawei alone.

The villagers cheered, and the sound suddenly became quieter and quieter, and some even fell to the ground dizzily, their faces pale, as if they had been drained.

But everyone thought it was too excited and didn't care.

The rain is slowly getting heavier.

Zhuang Rongrong's face was vapor, and her heart stabilized.

She opened her eyes and suddenly saw two people walking not far away.

She was shocked, but the raindrops were getting bigger and louder and calmed her down.

The rain was rising, proving that her plans were still going on.

The little guy saw a lot of village names who fell to the ground and were unwell, and squeezed his little milk fist hard.

The carp spirit was really mad, and he actually hit the whole village with his idea, they were all ordinary people with very little luck, and they couldn't bear her so much.

Thinking of the miserable and painful appearance of the cauldron being killed by her, a flame appeared in Sisi's eyes.

The bad carp didn't know where to learn the evil arts, and if they hadn't arrived in time, the cauldron would have been sucked up by that hairband.

She must avenge the cauldron!

"Why did Sister Sisi come back again?"

Zhuang Rongrong came down from the altar with a confident smile on her face.

It seems that this heavy rain is destined to come.

"It's raining, I'm tired of my brother, let's take Sisi's sister to the house, don't get sick."

Xie was tired of being cold, his eyes were like ice, and Zhuang Rongrong was a little weak when he saw it.

"I'm tired of my brother, why are you ....."

"Bodhisattvas don't care about rainfall."

Long Sisi suddenly cut off her words, and in her stunned gaze, the little guy grinned at the corners of his mouth, the golden light flashed in his eyes, the raindrops stopped instantly, the thunder disappeared, and the clouds dispersed.

"It's raining, you should look for the Dragon King."

Zhuang Rongrong panicked.

How can it be? Why did the rain stop? The rain shouldn't stop!

The village chief hurriedly ran over, "Rong Rong, what's the matter?" Why did the rain stop? ”

"Like, what's going on with this little drizzle? Why did the rain stop? ”

"Rong Rong girl, what's going on? My clothes weren't wet in this rain. ”

"I'm counting on this rain to water the ground."

"Did this Rong Rong girl lie to us?"

The questioning and suspicion in her ears made Zhuang Rongrong even more flustered, she glared at Long Sisi, stumbled to the altar, and knelt on the ground as she did just now.

This time, no matter how much she thought about it, there was not the slightest movement.

The sun was even hotter.

Zhuang Rongrong was a little broken, she looked at the enchantment that wrapped everyone, and it was clear that it was still fine.

Afraid that something would happen to Zhou Dawei, she thought of a second method, which was clearly useful just now, how could this be! How could this be!

"Rong Rong, what's going on?" The village chief asked cautiously.

Zhou Qian also squeezed over from the crowd and asked worriedly, "Rong Rong, what the hell is going on?" Didn't it rain just now? Why is it suddenly gone? ”

Zhuang Rongrong had tears in her eyes, and when Zhou Qian saw this, she hurriedly hugged her into her arms, feeling very uncomfortable, "Rongrong, don't cry, just say something." ”

She choked up and squeezed out a sentence, "Maybe the Bodhisattva has something to do, and there is no way to rain today." ”

There was a sudden disappointment below.

The village chief didn't want to force her too tightly, no matter how she said it, it was a child's nature, and there was no way to do it if she didn't do it.

What's more, the Bodhisattva can't leave every day, he will definitely come back tomorrow if he leaves today.

"Rong Rong, it's okay, since the Bodhisattva has left, we'll try again tomorrow."

The villagers are like deflated balls, sighing and complaining.

Qin Shi felt bored, and pulled the old lady up, "What Bodhisattva is not there, it was clearly still there just now, as if we were so deceived." ”

"Our family thinks about it, but I don't know if Sisi is willing to call for rain."

The old lady's whispered words happened to be heard by Zhuang Rongrong, who had sharp ears.