Chapter 3: Turmoil begins

The old lady sent someone to stir up the peace like this, and a lot of time passed.

The incense in the incense burner on the case was only a little finger long, and Zhou Bi stared at the incense burner in a daze.

When disaster struck, there was constant turmoil in various places.

Thinking that when this Buddha incense burns out, if the river god does not appear by then, I don't know what will happen at the scene?

Before praying for rain, Zhou Bi temporarily sent additional manpower.

However, the scale of this prayer for rain is unprecedented, and if there is really an abnormal movement, it is simply whimsical to stop the riot with only the manpower in the yamen.

can only do their best and obey the destiny of heaven.

If the rain is prayed, everyone will be happy.

If the rain fails, he resigned and handed over the black gauze hat on his head to calm the anger of the people.

As for the little girl's back road, he also arranged it, so that she would not lose her life for this matter.

Zhou Bi's inner drama is so rich, Li Yan doesn't know, who cares about the idea of a tool man.

Li Yan on the altar looked extremely focused at the moment.

I saw that she waved the wicker dipped in water at the incense burner in front of the case, held the willow branch high above her head with both hands, slowly knelt down, and bowed to the ground.

After Li Yan knelt down, Zhou Bi seemed to have hit an evil spirit, and he knelt down with a plop.

Zhou Bi's county order is like this.

Don't talk about anyone else.

Then, the sound of plopping and plopping continued.

The people below held the non-existent wicker in the void, and fell to their knees.

Thousands of people knelt like this, and the scene was extremely spectacular.

"The villagers were ignorant, offended the river god, knelt down and begged the river god to protect him, and the rain to eliminate the disaster."

The girl's voice was clear and clear, resounding throughout the square.

"The villagers were ignorant, offended the river god, knelt down and begged the river god to protect him, and the rain to eliminate the disaster." The people shouted.

"God bless me for my great cause, God bless me and the county." Li Yan stood up and knelt down.

"God bless me for my great cause, God bless me and the county." The crowd shouted loudly and loudly.

Witnessing the sight in front of him, Kumquat's heart beat faster, his knees weakened, and he fell to his knees with a pop.

It's big, it's really big.

Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Guanshiyin Bodhisattva, Nan Wu Amitabha.

Matsu Niangniang must bless her young lady.

Kumquat really has no choice, so I can't wait to give birth to a pair of wings out of thin air, take the young lady straight into the sky, and escape.

But kneeling and kneeling, worshipping and worshipping.

The sun still hung high, mocking the world mercilessly, and there was not a trace of rain.

Finally, someone began to hold back, "Just say that Li Yan can't pray for rain, you don't believe it." Now you've seen it, not to mention it's raining, not even a of fart. ”

"Still praying for rain, Li Yan is a magic stick, the funny thing is that you believe it is true, and you are happily gathered here, it is really stupid."

He Xiucai was the first to stand up, pointing to the girl on the altar, arrogant, "Just a little woman, pretending to be a ghost, bewitching the public, the people compliment you a few words, you really take yourself seriously." Is the way of heaven your father, or is the god of thunder your mother, don't hurry up and get off the altar.

Someone followed and made a loud noise, "Li Yan, hurry up, roll off the altar for the master." ”

"Get off the altar."

"Get off the altar."

"What rain won't you pray for?"

"Go crazy and go crazy yourself, don't get involved with us."

"If you don't get out, don't blame the master for being unkind."

The one who spoke was the young son of a wealthy family in the city, surnamed Qian, who was pampered on weekdays.

This time, he was forced to come to the altar by the elders of the family, and he was already angry.

Not to mention the exposure for half a day, he knelt and worshipped, and his knees were all broken, where could he bear it at this moment.

"If you don't have the ability, it's better to make up for it as soon as possible and obediently worship the river god."

"Perhaps the river god, for your sincerity, can forgive your sins and leave you a whole corpse."

"Sacrifice to the god of the river, sacrifice to the god of the river." A few Poppy scoundrels followed.

In the hearts of the people of Hejun, Miss Li is a fairy descending to earth, and she can't wait to offer people as living bodhisattvas.

Now He Xiucai and others are openly slandering Miss Li in front of them, who can bear this?

The angry people exploded in an instant.

"What are you yelling about, hindering Miss Li from praying for rain, offending the river god, can you afford such a crime?" Some people shouted angrily.

"Hindering Miss Li from praying for rain and offending the river god is not a pity to die." And humane.

There are troublemakers, and more people are helping, and the scene is noisy for a while.

Li Yan on the altar had no waves, as if the hustle and bustle below had nothing to do with her.

The little girl's calmness made Zhou Bi unable to guess her thoughts at this time.

Isn't the little girl afraid?

Aren't you afraid that praying for rain will not work, these people will eat her alive?

How can you not be afraid?

How old is she?

13?

Or 14?

At his age, he was scared to death when others drank anything.

So she must be pretending, and she must be terribly scared in her heart.

And you have to pretend that nothing happened.

Whether it's true or not, the little girl is stupid, extremely stupid.

It's useless, it's useless to be stubborn!

If she is like this, others will only make more trouble.

They will feel that she is ignoring them.

Zhou Bi couldn't help but shake his head, he was still young after all, and he hadn't seen any wind and waves.

At this moment, he did not lend a hand.

He wanted to see what the little girl relied on.

Why is she so calm?

And why be fearless?

It's because she's crazy that she's not afraid of death!

Still with enthusiasm and loneliness!

Before praying for rain, Zhou Bi had several confrontations with the little girl.

In these only few encounters, it was no surprise that he suffered a loss, and he was really a little unhappy in his heart.

The noise of the disturbance grew louder and louder, and the crowd surged like a wave.

The face gradually lost control, and the two groups of people were about to fight.

Once the mouth is opened, the anger of the masses will be like a flash flood, and things will only get worse.

Li Yan frowned slightly and looked at Zhou Bi.

Zhou Bi seemed to be an old monk and asleep, motionless.

Dog officials don't be human.

Li Yan pouted and smiled, her eyes swept over the crowd of troublemakers, and she raised her voice, "Stop it for me." ”

The girl on the altar looked indifferent, and her voice was even colder.

At this shout, everyone couldn't help but shudder, and the movements in their hands suddenly froze.

And He Xiucai, who made the most trouble at the moment, was weak in his knees under Li Yan's gaze, and he knelt down for some reason.

He Xiucai's heart was cold, his mouth seemed to be sewn with a needle, and he was immediately dumb.

Obviously, Li Yan didn't look at him, but he felt that the girl's gaze was substantial.

It was as if through the crowd, shooting straight at him.

It's evil.

The noisy scene was instantly quiet, and no one dared to act rashly.

All eyes were on the girl.