Ji Bo often looked at the surrounding environment, one word: old!

It's so old!

It's like being dragged from the last era!

He rubbed his chin, feeling that it shouldn't be.

It is a very normal thing to build an old dragon king in the village, because there was a perennial drought in the past, and it was very feudal and superstitious, thinking that this was offended by the old dragon king who was in charge of the rain division, and it was angry, so a dragon king temple was built to make a good life and pray for rain.

But now the country has even made artificial rainfall, and wherever the drought comes, it is enough to shoot it.

It stands to reason that unless the old dragon king is a local religion, otherwise, this dragon king statue will be gradually forgotten, and at most he will have time to clean and clean.

It's not as perfectly maintained as the dragon king statue in front of you!

"Hmmm......"

Thinking about it.

Ji Bochang's heart moved, and he saw a figure come out from under the old dragon king's belly.

"What a demon!"

Ji Bo often drank angrily.

He raised his fist and slammed it into the figure.

"Brother Tai spare his life! Brother Tai spare his life! ”

Before the fist fell, the figure put his hands in front of him, crying out for mercy.

"It's a human?"

Ji Bo often scratched his head, how could anyone run under the old dragon king's ass and hide under it on this big night?

Are you doing something shady?

"It's a human being!!"

"What's your name?"

"The little one's name is Wu Jian, and the brother Tai can call me Xiaojian!"

After learning that this person was Wu Jian, Ji Bo often stretched out his five fingers, grabbed the person and dragged him out.

By the moonlight, Ji Bochang saw Wu Jian's face clearly.

Four words: Extremely ugly!

The whole face was as if someone had splashed it with sulfuric acid, and a strange sense of coordination appeared on that face, and when people saw it, they couldn't help but want to punch and beat it.

"Yo, Taoist priest? Which faction? ”

Ji Bochang raised his eyebrows, he found that Wu Jian was wearing an old Taoist robe, the original bright color had dimmed, and it felt very dirty at first glance.

"The little one has no door and no faction...... Wu Jian seems to be very afraid of the living, and his eyes are constantly dodging: "The little one was adopted by the wild Taoist priest in the mountains since he was a child, and after the wild Taoist priest died, the little one wandered the streets, begging for a living, just the little one fell asleep under the dragon king, and it was my brother Tai who had to knock on the old dragon king with his fingers, and I was awakened by the sound, and then I wanted to climb out to see who disturbed my sweet dream...... And then ......"

Oh, I see~

It turns out that he has been an orphan since he was a child......

Ji Bochang suddenly realized, and said, "Are you from this village?" I just came here today to tell me about the situation in this village. ”

Wu Jian shook his head and didn't want to speak.

Ji Bochang raised his fist.

Wu Jian was shocked and hurriedly said: "This village was originally called Liushui Village, which was originally a very rich village, because everyone has a harvest every year, and the men in the family are very good at working......

It was only later that the devils launched a war, and the men in the village rushed out with big knives, leaving only some mothers and families to take care of the baby, and later, the boys grew up, and at the age of fifteen or sixteen, they would carry guns and suppress cannons, standing at the forefront of the front, taking mountains and rivers directly, and defending their homes!

It's just that those boys never came back.

Later, the girls also got married, and they didn't come back to visit their mother for many years.

The strange thing is that these old women are also long-lived, and they can't die after living for eighty or ninety years, and they are still fantasizing about the day when their babies will come back to see themselves......

Harm~ In the past two years, the land has not been fertile, and the rainfall has decreased, but there are more insects, how can a group of eighty or ninety-year-old women have any strength to work?

As soon as the crops in the field are planted, the seeds will be eaten by insects, and some lucky ones will be eaten by drought before they have grown...... and other factors can't survive......

Poor thing! ”

Wu Jian shook his head, he pointed ahead, and said, "There was originally a small river over there, but now it has dried up, and now they have to weigh their saliva to weigh whether there is anything to drink in the next sip......

Wu Jian pointed to the statue of the dragon king and the families again, and shook his head: "These individuals, after they came up, what they believe in the most are this kind of gods, Buddhas, etc., and the old woman in the village emptied her savings to get an old dragon king, took out the best tributes in the family, and wanted to ask for a heavy rain...... But the result...... Tut-tut......"

Ji Bochang understood the next words, but he was not an immortal and couldn't control the time.

What can you do, maybe join the old women to pray for blessings and rain from the old dragon king?

Although Ji Bo often never believed in these things in his heart.

"Brother, are you alright?" Wu Jian asked cautiously.

"Let's go, let's go!"

Ji Bo waved his hand impatiently.

"Okay, okay!"

Wu Jian nodded again and again, as if he was afraid that Ji Bochang would regret it.

Ji Bochang sighed and returned to the old woman's house, he sat down and sat on the threshold to gaze at the starry sky.

At this time, what would the master do if he was here?

Artificial rain?

"Hehe~"

Ji Bo often chuckled, maybe the master really had that ability.

He rested his head against the doorframe, closed his eyes, and slowly fell asleep.

……

Early the next morning.

Ji Bo was about to leave the village, he took out the only two hundred yuan he had, and put one hundred of them in a place where the old woman could definitely see it on a daily basis.

Bottom of the photo.

Bang!

Ji Bochang's hand accidentally touched an iron box.

The iron lid was separated from the box, and the contents were scattered all over the floor.

It's all the usual gadgets.

It seems that I treasured my favorite thing when I was a child.

There are wooden hairpins, Yuan big heads, hairpins, and notes...... Hmm, this note looks like a love letter?

Ji Bochang smiled and put it back in the tin box.

Closed the lid and set it aside for the photo.

Ji Bo was often ready to pack up and leave.

As soon as he went out, he heard Wu Jian's shouting that he was even older than a professional old god stick.

"Come, come, come! Today is the day when the Dragon King goes to sea! Hurry up and pay tribute, don't let the dragon king see it, his heart is full of joy, give us this land, sneeze and spit! To our village! It's raining! ”

Bottom, there are only a dozen or so old women in the audience.

The youngest is estimated to be 80 years old, and the oldest is 100 years old.

Ji Bochang frowned and walked over, he saw the old woman on crutches, one hand trembling and trying to hand over the silver dollar in her hand.

That Wu Jian looked triumphant, the corners of his mouth smiled, and that extremely ugly face, with Wu Jian's laughter, seemed to shake off a few pieces of rotten meat.

"Brute! What are you doing! ”

Ji Bo often burst into drinks.

"Oh? Isn't this a brother? ”

Wu Jian restrained his smile, looked at Ji Bochang, and sneered: "You said that I am a beast? I'm not a brute, do you know how long I've spent doing this show these days? In order to give these old women the illusion that a son is coming back, I used it as a cow and a horse......

Work tirelessly, in the name of the Dragon King, what's wrong with collecting a little money?

And, you see, there is already a famine here, and the drought does not go away, so that they have a little faith, and it is difficult for them to have a place of belonging.

Otherwise, three hundred and sixty-five days and nights a year, squatting at the door like a fool? ”

Ji Bochang trembled all over and said coldly: "You, who is it?" ”

"Who am I?"

Wu Jian laughed and said, "I am the Dragon King here!" ”

Wu Jian waved his hand and said loudly: "Quick, drive this person out, the reason why the Dragon King doesn't come to attract rain is because of this person's existence!" ”

When those old women heard this, they suddenly looked like puppets, their steps trembled, and the crutches in their hands rubbed against the sound of 'clicking', and their eyes were hollow, and they approached Ji Bochang step by step.

"This ...... What's going on? ”

Ji Bochang's face changed, and he hurriedly withdrew behind him.

Although the old women were not fast, they kept following closely.

"The Dragon King?"

Ji Bo often looked at Wu Jian on the statue of the Dragon King, snorted coldly, stepped on his footsteps, and the whole person flew into the air and punched Wu Jian in the face!

He's an alien now!

"Dragon King? You say you're the Dragon King? You're a fart dragon king! ”

Bang bang bang!!

Ji Bochang rounded his fists and smashed them on Wu Jian's face, body, and body, and the latter was beaten bitterly.

"You say you're the Dragon King? What are you in charge of? ”

"The dragon king is in charge of the wind and rain, and the country and the people are safe!"

"Nima, you said you are the dragon king, let it not rain here for two or three months! These old women are even having a problem drinking water! ”

"They are already living in difficulty, and they are stepping on horses, and they are also asked to pay tribute!"

"You're sitting in a big place, pretending?"

"You don't look at yourself, saying that you are the Dragon King is insulting the Dragon King!!"

"Nimabi, Nimabi! I'll go to Nimabi! ”

"You want to be a dragon king! I'll be your horse braincase! ”

"Lao Tzu is beating you with a big brain!"

Ji Bochang clenched his fist with the five fingers of his right hand, and all the Qi in his body gathered at one point, and smashed it down!

King Kong Fist!

Rumble!!

"Ahhh!!hhh

Wu Jian wept and wailed.

One of his arms was directly smashed by Ji Bochang.

And that's not all.

One eye of the dragon king statue under Wu Jian was also smashed!

Wu Jian laughed and said, "You're done!" You're done! Angered the Dragon King! You won't have a good life for a few days! ”

"It's hard-mouthed! Still hard-mouthed! ”

Ji Bo often blew into his fist: "If I had faith, I would only believe in my fist!" ”

Bang!

After saying that, Ji Bo often has something to do with a punch!

Wu Jian was suddenly smashed out of a big hole in his chest!

And the noisy door of the dragon king statue was also smashed out of a big hole by Ji Bochang.

"Whew!!"

Pain Pain Pain !!

Ji Bo often shook his sore fist, it was still a little difficult to hammer the metal with his current flesh alone!

Ji Bo often turned over and jumped off the statue of the dragon king, and those old women no longer looked like puppets, and their originally muddy and empty eyes were a little clearer.

"Hey, hey!"

Ji Bochang touched his nose and laughed.

(End of chapter)