"It's true!"

Li Zhen looked up with amazement in his eyes.

Cicada wing su yarn silk is the companion magic weapon of the law phase, filled with dragon veins, turning the void into reality, and actually has the ability of the law, which is much stronger than simply filling it with a few mana after building the foundation by himself.

Li Zhen held it with his body and sensed it, his eyes flashed: "If you really have the power of the Great Shining River God!"

He knew from the information in the dark that these powers included the ability to rain, purify, control the waters, and floods.

Even if the authority of these river gods is put aside, the water element law and spiritual material characteristics contained in the dragon vein itself can also make this magic weapon soft and tough, and it can change freely, and it has many extraordinary magical powers.

"Sure enough, it is worthy of being a top-grade natural treasure, it is really magical. ”

Li Zhen admired and threw this plain yarn into the air, like a hidden dragon escaping into the void.

Distracted thoughts, the boy came to the sky above the river on the outskirts of the city with the method of out-of-body day travel.

At this time, in the wilderness on the outskirts of the city, where the victims gathered, several villagers who looked like old farmers gathered together to chat.

"The land is waterlogged, the stains are stained, and I am afraid that it will be green and yellow in the coming year. ”

"Now my family's fields are flooded, the crops and animals are dead, and the villagers are also having a hard time, and they don't know who to borrow food, so they really don't know what to do. ”

Some of the villagers who live closer to home plan to return home.

The victims in other places looked strange and couldn't help asking, "Fellow countryman, you can still get soup porridge here, why are you in a hurry to leave?"

The villagers who were about to go back sighed and shook their heads helplessly: "Just rely on soup porridge to make a fart, someone went home yesterday to see it, and it was not all flooded, so we have to go back quickly to harvest the crops, find the animals, and then plough the fields." ”

"That's the same, even if our Zhuangzi is dozens of miles away from here, I don't know if the house is soaked in water. ”

"Then you are still stunned to do something, you have to hurry back and support it, don't break it!"

Others, like walking corpses, don't care about these changes, just sit in the shack all day long to maintain their strength.

They have become homeless.

The people relocated to the land, and if there is no helpless reason, they are not willing to stay here as disaster victims.

However, according to the reports of those who went back to investigate, the disaster in his hometown was severe, many houses had collapsed, and the fields were gone.

Here is waiting for death, and going back is looking for death.

It's better to save some effort.

Besides, if your family is already ruined, there is no point in going back.

This place is home, just find a place to eat.

On the outskirts of the south of the city, on the fields at the foot of the mountain, a group of people walked among the ridges, looking around from time to time.

Among them, there are officials, middle-aged people in brocade clothes who look like housekeepers, small servants in green clothes and hats, and of course old farmers.

The high terrain here is usually not valued because of the difficulty in drawing water, but at this time, it was not directly soaked by the flood, and it has become an important place for post-disaster reconstruction and resumption of production.

"From this boundary monument past, the piece is the field of the old man Xiao in the south of the city, but unfortunately, seeing that August is over, there will be a bumper harvest, and when the rainstorm comes, it is all over. ”

Looking at the messy scene of a large piece of straw dumping and rusty flowing, both the government and the people sighed for a long time.

"Uncle Han, in your opinion, can the land here still be cultivated?" asked a young-looking official among the officials.

"The government is ready to open the warehouse and release grain, so that the people can survive this winter, but if they don't farm, they will have to be green and yellow in the coming year, and it will be difficult to support it by relying on grain from other places alone." ”

When the official asked this sentence, he still had a little hope, as if the old peasant was a great god who rescued the suffering.

Hearing this, the old man squatted down, scooped up a handful of soil in the field, and sniffed it on the tip of his nose, only to feel that his hands were full of rust and an unpleasant sour smell.

"Alas......"

He couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and tears were about to overflow in his deep eyes.

"I definitely can't plant this year, these fields are sour, and there will be no harvest for at least three or five years!"

The young official couldn't help but look disappointed: "Is it going to take so long?"

When the middle-aged man in brocade who looked like a housekeeper heard this, he couldn't help but show a worried look on his face: "Is there really no way? Can you plant some easy-to-grow crops such as sweet potatoes and potatoes?"

Uncle Han just shook his head: "Sweet potatoes and potatoes are good things, but no matter how good they are, they can't be planted in this kind of land, so there's no need to waste your efforts." ”

The official hesitated for a while and said to everyone: "Let's take a look below." ”

There is a large area of land below with water flowing by, and it may be able to wash away all the rancid debris.

Mr. Han and several officials with agricultural experience all looked at each other, but the results were similar.

There are places where the situation is good, and there may be hope for next year, but this year it will certainly not be possible to plant again.

In some places, rust accumulates, not to mention three or five years, even seven or eight years, I'm afraid it won't work, and it will take a lot of manpower and material resources to wash, if you ignore it, you will never be able to recover.

The official was still a little unwilling: "Let's go, let's take a look downstream." ”

There is a stream of water downstream, which is in good condition, but it also brings garbage and debris from all over the world, and it takes a lot of manpower to clean up.

Along the way, we also saw some siltation and landslides that needed to be dredged and bridges that needed to be rebuilt.

All of these require manpower and material resources, and although the government can provide relief through work, it is still somewhat stretched.

"What should we do, do we really have to give up some of the old, weak, sick and disabled?"

Everyone couldn't help but think about it, some methods are very effective, but they are also really miserable.

Mr. Han, who was walking on the road, shook his head: "Old man, I have sold my two sons and daughters to Mr. Han's family in the city as slaves, and most of the other villagers are the same.

If you're lucky, maybe you'll be able to redeem yourself and come back for a reunion in a few years, but if you're unlucky, it's hard to say. ”

When others heard this, they discussed: "Yes, we are not the only ones who have been affected. ”

"I heard that thousands of miles of land along the banks of the river have been flooded, and foreign countries are also making trouble, and I don't even know where to buy grain. ”

"Hey, you're still thinking about buying grain, and the profiteers don't take the opportunity to slaughter you. ”

"If you don't buy grain, can you still grab grain? If you really want to make trouble to that point, it won't be as simple as just grabbing one or two catties of rations, you have to risk your life to follow those grass kings to fight the world. ”

The officials frowned when they heard this, but they couldn't say anything to refute it.

Indeed, the disaster was far more than just the royal city, and there were thousands of miles along the banks of the river.

Even in other countries, similar disasters are brewing one after another.

The surrounding grain-producing areas that have not been affected by disasters are either beggar-thy-neighbor and strictly guarded, or they are hoarding goods and robbing while the fire is burning, and who to buy?

In the end, don't you have to rely on knives and guns to rob?

There will definitely be ambitious people who will take advantage of the situation and use the victims to achieve their goals, and many heroes and powerful people will also show their magic and take advantage of the opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

"It would be nice if Grandpa Jiang Shen could manifest his spirit and save the suffering......"

During the discussion, Mr. Han clasped his hands together and bowed in the direction of the river very reverently.

"Please, Grandpa Jiangshen, be merciful......"

There is really no way to hold on to the life-saving straw as a big boat.

The young official shook his head slightly, and did not puncture this superstition, but kindly reminded: "Uncle Han, Grandpa Jiangshen has appeared at the Fa meeting today, if you really want to worship, rush to Ming'er to buy some good incense, and give Grandpa Jiangshen a stick every day." ”

Uncle Han nodded seriously: "The official is thoughtful, and the little old man will buy incense when he goes back." ”

The young official laughed and sighed, and a sense of absurdity welled up in his heart inexplicably.

Don't talk about these foolish people, he wants to worship.

There is no other way to do it, burn incense, worship God, maybe it can really be useful?

However, if you have a fortune, you must not burn cheap and inferior incense like these ordinary people, so you can't show sincerity, and if you want to burn it, you will burn it better.

When the housekeeper heard this, he thought to himself, should he suggest that the old man learn from the government and make a puja by his own field?

Of course, the scale can't be as big as in the morning, but Master Xiao is short of food and money, and it is still possible to hold a decent festival.

When the time comes, the big ones will respond to their needs, maybe it will be a little effective?

This so-called responsive incense is the famous hall of the giant incense burned by Li Zhen today and the incense products used by others to pray and worship, which is a combination of spiritual incense and evil incense.

Li believes that the best relationship between people and gods is a transactional relationship, and that responding to requests is a good god, and that it should be tested by spiritual experience.

If it doesn't work, it's a false god, and you don't need to worship it anymore, try something else.

The god of the mountain, the land, the four seasons and five festivals, the sun, the moon and the stars, the ancient celebrities...... There are many gods that can be worshipped, so why bother tying to death on the tree of the river god?

Therefore, he gave this kind of incense produced by his own incense shop a good name, and he responded to the request.

Recently, he erected the boy as the new river god, and he actively acted and was not afraid of growing superstition.

Because there is a conspiracy here, the boy is really able to respond to requests, and after raising the expectations of the people and raising their appetites, it will not be considered a miracle if there is a small favor.

Other family spirits, if you are not spiritual, fools will worship.

And if you dare to do trouble, it is the purview of the Hearsay Division.

Human instinct is to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and the resistance to slaying demons and demons will be much smaller.

When the time comes, it will be easier to destroy obscenity and establish righteousness than in the past.

At this moment, Mr. Han, who was walking in front of him, suddenly stopped, pointed to the river not far away, and trembled all over: "Quick, look at ......"

The officials, housekeepers, and others were interrupted from their thoughts, looked over, and couldn't help but gasp.

"What's that?"

What appeared in front of them was a bright light like a golden dragon falling from the sky, and the clouds and mist lingered, carrying a large amount of sediment, like a flood of angry dragons roaring into the void.

The water potential downstream begins to decay at a rate visible to the naked eye.

In the void that they couldn't see, the boy held the long silk in his hand, dipped it into the water like catching a dragon, and the spiritual power was transmitted, and a large amount of heaven and earth vitality was constantly changing under the control of the incense and fire power.

A gap was opened in the realm of God, and the widespread flood was converted into water elements for re-storage.

"Grandpa Jiang Shen has appeared!"

Uncle Han's knees were weak, and he fell to the ground with a plop.

The other old peasants, their retinue, and even the servants fell to their knees.

The official and the steward looked at each other, their eyes full of shock and incredulity.

"Again...... Manifestation again?"

"Huh? Why should I say again?"

Calm down and think about it, during this period of time, the god of the Great Shining River has indeed appeared frequently, which is something that has never been seen before.

It seems that after the image has changed, even the temperament and style of acting have changed.

In addition to Mr. Han and others, many people from farther away also witnessed this scene, kneeling down one by one, calling him Grandpa Jiangshen.

When the worshippers of the Hearsay Division heard about it, they hurriedly came to check it out, and immediately knew the essence: "The Yuanying Master is really worthy of being the Yuanying Master, and he actually washed away the imprint of the Great Silky River God so quickly, and successfully refined the dragon vein.

He was using the authority of the river god to transfer the flood, and the extra river water was re-transformed into water yuan, which was stored in the jurisdiction of the kingdom of God.

This is a storage technique comparable to the sleeve, although for the great monk, it is only a small trick, but for us, it is a real supernatural power!"

Li Zhenhun didn't care about the onlookers from all sides, and manipulated the boy to continue to act, but this time, it was aimed at the impact of the acid and rotten blood rain.

He used his spirit to communicate with the dragon veins attached to the cicada wings of the silk silk, and threw it high, like a cloud spreading out.

"Cloudyarn, rain!"

The sun was still high in the sky, and there were no rain clouds, but under the control of the authority of the river god, the water elements gathered, the rain poured down, and it fell directly out of thin air.

A torrential downpour drenched the unsuspecting victims.

But unlike the previous catastrophic rains that brought floods and diseases, this time the rain was auspicious.

I saw the golden light floating, the rain reflecting the sunlight in the sky, the rainbow glow, and even the smoke clouds generated by the morning puja were washed down and turned into fragrant soup.

The heavens and the earth suddenly became clear, and the fragrance on the ground was refreshing.

Countless people were joyful and amazed, and greeted this fragrant rain with a completely different mood from before.

The rain contains the spirit of power control, the blood rain and rust are neutralized, the acid is no longer rotten, and the fish and shrimp breed in the rivers and in the ponds and depressions.

By the side of the road, in the fields, in the wild, all the plants grew wildly, and some crops that had been soaked in the ground and had not had time to harvest directly sprouted again, and in just one hour, they jumped several inches high.

Although this frenzied growth slowed down after the rain stopped, the remaining momentum did not stop, and it was sure to grow to more than a foot in a few days.

This kind of spiritual rain can even penetrate into the soil like blood rain, continuously urging the growth of animals, greatly shortening the cycle of ripening and harvesting, catching up with the normal year, and even reversely obtaining an unprecedented harvest.

Blood rain, famine, the two dark clouds that originally shrouded the heads of the victims of the Xuanxin Kingdom finally saw signs of dissipation.