Jiang Ming thought of this, Lin Yi had expected it just now.

I'm not completely sure, but I'm half sure.

As far as Lin Yi knew, one of the duties of Shui De Xingjun was to govern rainfall, and he was the "top boss" of the Dragon King.

Shui De Xingjun said that he would not give rain to Anning County, and the Dragon King did not dare to disobey.

Coupled with the fact that the time is just right, it is very likely to offend Shuide Xingjun.

However, there is still a problem.

Lin Yi looked at Jiang Ming and said, "This is just an ordinary stone statue, it is said that there is no loss to Shuide Xingjun if it is demolished." ”

Ordinary stone statues are very different from golden statues.

The golden statue can bring a lot of incense benefits to the gods, which is extremely important.

The incense of ordinary stone statues is negligible and of great use.

There are temples and stone statues everywhere in the world, and there are many things to tear down temples and destroy statues of gods.

If disaster had befallen because of this, the world would have become purgatory.

"What does the Taoist mean is that it has nothing to do with the demolition of the temple?"

Jiang Ming became more and more confused.

Lin Yi shook his head, "It's too early to say that it has nothing to do." ”

"Lord County, if you want to solve the great drought, you should listen to the poor people, maybe you can do it. ”

Jiang Ming immediately straightened up, "Dao Chief, please speak." ”

"Rebuild the Shuide Xingjun Temple!" Lin Yi said without thinking, "As a county parent official, this is what adults should do. ”

Jiang Ming was silent.

If you think about it carefully, this is the truth.

If it was really because of the demolition of the temple that he offended Shui De Xingjun, Jiang Ming should bear heavy responsibility.

At the beginning, he proposed the construction of Wang'an Tower, the site was decided by him, and the order to demolish the temple was also given by him.

He is to blame.

"Okay, I'll do it right away!"

Jiang Ming knows the severity of the situation, and compared with his own face and future, solving the major drought is obviously more important.

Return to the county office.

He immediately summoned all his subordinates and planned to rebuild the Shuide Xingjun Temple.

It is not difficult to build a temple.

Because the Wang'an Tower has just been built, the craftsmen are ready-made, and there are also some leftover bricks and tiles available.

Jiang Ming gave an order, and on the second day, dozens of craftsmen rushed to Wang'an Tower to clean up the abandoned courtyard and use it as the site for the construction of the Shuide Xingjun Temple.

In the afternoon, the official construction began.

Craftsmen skillfully lay foundations, lay bricks, and worked hard for half a day to build the prototype of the temple.

Then the wall is built, the floor is paved, the mud is plastered, and the beams are put on.

At the same time, Jiang Ming invited several stonemasons to re-polish and repair the broken stone statue.

He had wanted the stonemason to re-carve a stone statue of the Emperor of the Stars.

After thinking about it, I gave up.

First, it takes too long, and secondly, the gods may not appreciate it.

It would be safer to repair this old stone statue.

The stonemasons worked day and night, repairing the cracks in the statue with new stone mortar, connecting the broken arm, and painting it again with new paint.

A few days later, the stone statue was completely new, as if it had been newly created, and there was not the slightest flaw in it.

The walls of the temple also rose from the ground and were more than a foot high.

The outside of the wall is painted with plaster, and then painted with gold paint, which is quite splendid.

The roof is all red tiles, one by one, stacked on top of each other, like red waves.

Jiang Ming, as the county commander, personally supervised the work, and was busy from morning to night, and his efforts were finally not in vain.

Lin Yi came once a day, and when he saw the temple rising from the ground, he admired Jiang Ming's ability to do things even more.

This county magistrate was able to build a luxurious Wang'an Tower in half a year, and building a temple was a trivial matter.

Seeing the craftsmen busy, the most surprising were the people of the Xuanling Taoist sect.

Peng Laosha was very puzzled at first, he didn't know what Jiang Ming and Lin Yi were doing, but later learned that they were building the Shuide Xingjun Temple, and couldn't help but smile coldly, knowing it in his heart.

"Hmph, Shui De Xingjun is indeed in charge of rainfall, but this Master Lin is temporarily cramming Buddha and wants to build a temple to worship Shui De Xingjun in order to ask for rain, it's a joke!"

"Master, it seems that Master Lin is also swaggering and deceiving, and he has no real skills," the Broken Arm Monk smiled, "We're going to win." ”

Peng Laosha nodded proudly, "If it is useful to build a temple, then there are temples of the God of Wealth everywhere in the world, worship it, everyone will get rich, haha......"

A few more days.

Seeing that the deadline for the rain test was getting closer and closer, Peng Laosha began to prepare calmly for rain.

The so-called preparation, in addition to setting up the altar, is more important: water!

Lin Yi had nothing to do, pretending to supervise the construction of the temple, but in fact he was staring at the movements of the Xuanling Taoist sect.

He found that the disciples of the Xuanling Dao Sect had been running to the Konghe River, and seven or eight carriages were dispatched every day, each running dozens of times, pulling buckets and buckets of river water.

If it's for daily use, you won't need it that much.

Sure enough, the river water was placed all over the town, secretly stored, and not drunk.

What the hell are you doing, Lin Yi guesses eight or nine.

He did not hurry and continued to supervise the construction of the temple.

Finally, when there were five days left before the deadline for asking for rain, the Shuide Xingjun Temple was built.

The temple is not said to be magnificent, but it can also be said to be exquisite and magnificent, and it does not lose the Wang'an Tower next to it.

Compared with the previous ruined temple that was about to collapse, it was even more different.

Walking into the temple, the stone statue of Shuide Xingjun was shining, and the golden light suddenly appeared, as if the real body had descended, and it was quite immortal.

In order to rebuild this stone statue, Jiang Ming spent a lot of money, and the result was naturally not bad.

As for Shui Dexing Junman's dissatisfaction, it is unknown.

"Daoist, how is it?"

After the temple was built, Jiang Ming invited Lin Yi to take a look.

Lin Yi walked inside and out, and nodded again and again, "It's really good!"

It's true.

It is not easy to build such a luxurious temple in a short period of time.

Jiang Ming was overjoyed, and stretched out his hand to hand over a few incense sticks, "Please open the first incense!"

Lin Yi did not refuse, walked to the stone statue of Shui De Xingjun, bowed down, held incense and worshipped, and then inserted the incense in the incense burner.

Subsequently, Jiang Ming led all the officials into the temple to pay respects, and there were words in their mouths, which were nothing more than prayers such as asking Shui De Xingjun to have mercy on the people and rain down.

After paying homage, Jiang Ming ordered someone to post a notice to let the people of the town come to pay their respects.

For a time, Xingjun Temple was overcrowded, and the incense was continuous, but it was lively.

Peng Laosha stood on the top floor of Wang'an Tower, just saw the whole picture of the Shuide Xingjun Temple, and couldn't help sneering, "This Master Lin is too ridiculous, just build a Shuide Xingjun Temple for the people to worship, just say that you have the ability to ask for rain, it's really a joke!"

"I'm afraid he can't even tell the difference between a stone statue and a golden statue, hehe!"

"Visiting a stone that can't speak, it's a fart!"

Peng Laosha was still afraid of Lin Yi at first, but now he only laughed.

He felt like he had won.

The level of the opponent is really not flattering.

How did he know that Lin Yi's purpose of rebuilding the Shuide Xingjun Temple was far from what he thought.

The temple was not built to worship, but to admit mistakes.

Admit mistakes and know mistakes, so as to turn the disaster into a disaster!