Chapter 44: Ganlin

"Dragon King," Shi Bufan remembered what he had seen and asked, "I have seen your temple in the Dafeng tribe, and I have also seen the statue of Shuide Xingjun, they are all devout and worshipped, don't you still let them go?"

The Dragon King of Konghe touched the dragon's beard and explained, "The sincerity of the present cannot offset the mistakes they have made. ”

"Heh!" Shi Bufan sneered, "For the sake of a broken god statue, tens of thousands of people will be miserable, and even killed, this immortal should be too narrow-minded!"

"The first rule of heaven is that no one is allowed to kill people, but hundreds of people died in half a year of the drought, isn't this a violation of the rules of heaven?"

Although he did not name him, he was undoubtedly talking about Shui De Xingjun.

Hearing the words of the "newborn calf", the Dragon King of Konghe was shocked and was unable to refute, even Yue Lao was startled and stopped: "Shut up, don't talk nonsense!"

Shi Bufan snorted twice, no longer spoken, and was still angry in his heart.

"Ahem, Shui De Xingjun saw that his idol was demolished, and it is reasonable to be displeased," Yue Lao is much more oily than Shi Bufan, and he can't find any fault with his speech, "But it is Feng Bo who dismantles the statue, and it should be Feng Bo who accepts the punishment, and there is no need to implicate the entire Dafeng tribe!"

The Dragon King of Konghe nodded in agreement, "Xiaolong also thinks so, but how dare Xiaolong disobey Shuide Xingjun's order, alas!"

"Forget it," Yue Lao waved his hand, "Half a year of drought, the punishment is enough, and the remaining half a year will be waived!"

As soon as these words came out, the Dragon King of Konghe was shocked.

Shi Bufan's face also changed, but he was happy.

He knew that Yue Lao had changed his mind and wanted to meddle in this matter.

Things have finally taken a turn for the better!

"Shangxian, Xiaolong doesn't dare to disobey the order to give rain to the Dafeng tribe," the Konghe Dragon King said tremblingly, "Ask Shangxian not to embarrass Xiaolong!"

He is under the jurisdiction of Shuide Xingjun, and he is most afraid of Shuide Xingjun.

Although Yue Lao is a celestial immortal, he has no direct relationship with the Dragon King.

The two sides weighed each other, and the Dragon King of Konghe did not dare to listen to Yue Lao's orders.

Yue Lao knew the thoughts of the Dragon King of Konghe, and immediately said: "Dragon King, you don't have to be afraid of Shui De Xingjun's blame, I will personally go and talk to Shui De Xingjun about this matter, and he will give me this face." ”

"This ......"

The Dragon King of Konghe still hesitated.

Yue Lao frowned, "Ben Immortal's words, can't you still believe it?"

"Believe! Xiaolong believes in Shangxian!" The Dragon King of Konghe gritted his teeth and finally made a decision, "Okay, Xiaolong will go to the Dafeng tribe to rain!"

Regarding the experience of the Dafeng tribe, he sees it in his eyes every day, and he is actually very sympathetic.

Sympathy is sympathy, the Dragon King of Konghe never dared to disobey the orders of Shuide Xingjun, and even scolded for Shangxian.

Now it's okay, there is the old man "backing", and the Dragon King of Konghe also wants to take the opportunity to end the matter.

Shi Bufan breathed a long sigh of relief and smiled.

He was happy from the bottom of his heart.

After many twists and turns, this drought was finally resolved, which was quite proud for him, and for the Dafeng tribe, it was even more bright and reborn!

"Grandpa Yue, thank you very much!" Shi Bufan sincerely thanked Yue Lao, if there was no Yue Lao, Shi Bufan would not be able to make the Konghe Dragon King willing to rain.

Yue Lao smiled and didn't say anything.

The reason why he changed his mind was because it had something to do with him.

If it doesn't end well, he will be even more embarrassed.

"Let's go!"

Without further ado, the three of them immediately flew to the Dafeng tribe.

The Dragon King of Konghe took the lead, and suddenly turned into a dragon shape hundreds of miles away, shuttling through the sea of clouds, like a golden glow.

The Dragon King is worthy of being a good hand at Shi Yun Buyu, and after a while, layers of dark clouds condensed in the sky above the Dafeng tribe, piling up layer by layer, almost turning day into night.

"Heavenly ...... It's getting dark!"

"It's not dark, it's cloudy!"

"Could it be...... Is it going to rain?"

"God has opened his eyes!

The entire Dafeng tribe boiled instantly.

Men, women and children walked out of their homes and looked up at the sky.

Seeing the black clouds piling down, almost touching the ground, causing everyone to laugh and cheer wildly, and dance with their hands.

"It's going to rain, it's really going to rain, haha!"

"We're saved!"

"The Dafeng tribe has been saved!"

"It must have been a heavy rain!"

In an instant, everyone knelt on the ground and bowed to the sky in unison, they didn't know which way to bow to the gods, anyway, they just kowtowed.

A long drought is a rainstorm!

It's worth it!

In the courtyard, Feng Bo and Feng Man were worried, when they suddenly saw dark clouds and rain coming, and they were dumbfounded on the spot.

"Daughter, I'm ...... Am I hallucinating, how do I feel like it's going to rain?"

Fonbo rubbed his eyes, thinking he was confused.

Feng Man looked at the sky and said in ecstasy: "Dad, it's true! It's really going to rain!"

Feng Bo reacted at this time, and immediately burst into tears, knelt on the ground and cried, "God opens his eyes, Daxian opens his eyes, and the Dragon King opens his eyes......"

Half!

It's been dry for half a year!

Hundreds of people died in the Dafeng tribe, and they finally waited for this heavy rain.

Unable to express his gratitude and joy, Font Bo had to bow to the sky.

"It must be the Immortal and the Moon Boss Immortal who helped us!"

Feng Bo was grateful to Dade and knelt on the ground and refused to get up.

He worships not only the immortals, but also Shi Bufan, the "fake immortal".

At this moment, Shi Bufan and Yue Lao had rushed to the Dafeng tribe.

They floated in mid-air, looking at the backlog of dark clouds and smiling faces.

In the distance, the body of the Dragon King of Konghe kept flipping among the clouds, one would go down and the next, one would emerge from the clouds, and the other would disappear without a trace.

Everywhere they passed, the clouds were heavy.

The Dragon King used clouds and rain this time, and it seemed that it would take a lot of effort.

The clouds alone were spread for half an hour, and the black clouds condensed like a thick quilt, covering the earth.

The only drawback is that there is no lightning and thunder.

It is not surprising that lightning and thunder require the cooperation of the thunder male and lightning mother, not the ability of the dragon king.

In fact, Lei Gongdian Mother and Rain Master are in a group, and the three immortals of them work together to perform rain, and they have nothing to do with the Dragon King.

The Dragon King has always been "fighting alone".

Click!

Tick!

A drop of rain hits the roof with a crisp sound.

Tick tick!

The sound became more and more urgent, and the complex sounds were connected together, like popping beans.

The people of the tribe felt cold on their bodies, and the rain fell on their skin, hair, and clothes, and they were wet.

Whew!

The rain became heavier and heavier, converging into a line of water that fell from mid-air to the ground, without breaking in between.

People shouted and ran in the rain, all like madmen.

In a moment, it was drenched into soup chicken.

The adults hugged each other and cried with joy.

The children rolled happily on the ground, muddy.

Even the few cows, sheep and livestock jumped up and down in the rain.

"Rain!

The old woman was hunched over, and she couldn't be happy.

She quickly took out all the pots and pans and put them in the yard to collect water.

Bang bang!

Smack!

The sound of rain hitting is like playing a musical instrument.

The old woman sang an old ballad in tune, like some kind of praise!