"Lu Mengmeng"'s calm eyes like water, her calm and ruddy face, there is no struggle, no resentment, and no word.

The villagers thought she was scared stupid, so that Lu Mengmeng didn't feel the danger coming, as if she was willing.

And the real reason is only known to Yang Zilong and Meng Xueyao.

Several members of the Xiang family tied the bamboo cage with "Lu Mengmeng" with a rope, and slowly sank from the hillside into the Qinghe Pond to sacrifice to the Dragon King.

After "Lu Mengmeng" completely sank into Qinghe Lake, people waited for the rain of the Dragon King.

Yang Zilong was puzzled, and he didn't know when to wait, so he asked Meng Xueyao to quietly go to the utility room to accompany Lu Mengmeng, and Yang Zilong was here to accompany them to ask for rain.

Everyone waited for an hour or two under the scorching sun, but there was not a single cloud in the sky except for the fireball-like sun and the fiery light of the sun, and there was a sign of rain.

This kind of little trick of begging for rain is okay to fool those villagers who have no cultural knowledge and don't understand science, and if you want to fool Yang Zilong, they are still far behind.

At this time, Yang Zilong couldn't help it, and resolutely stood up and shouted, saying: "Folks, the wizard was not sincere enough to ask for rain just now, the dragon lord doesn't rain, why don't I come to ask for rain for everyone, as long as I come to ask for rain, the dragon lord will definitely rain." ”

Seeing Yang Zilong swear so much that he could ask for rain, Xiang Wencai wondered, why are you a poor scholar blindly mixing these things.

However, Xiang Wencai also seemed to see a way to clean up Yang Zilong from inside, although Xiang Wencai and Yang Zilong had no grudges.

But Yang Zilong is a poet who can write poems at the exit, and has an extraordinary talent for poetry, which makes Xiang Wencai very jealous of this kind of talent.

A poor scholar is more talented than his son-in-law, which is really intolerable.

Yang Zilong's existence must make Xiang Wencai unhappy, you must know that Xiang Wencai is also a person who has read and written poetry.

It's a pity that no matter how many poems he writes, he can't compare to the poem "Grass on the Plain" that Yang Zilong wrote in the thatched house that caused a sensation for half the world.

Xiang Wencai, a poetry lover, of course can't tolerate the existence of a genius poet like Yang Zilong, and he wants to kill Yang Zilong.

Now that Yang Zilong said that he was asking for rain, wasn't he just giving Xiang Wencai a chance to clean him up?

So Xiang Wencai smiled coldly and said, "Yang Zilong, you will also ask for rain." ”

"Of course, don't look at me as a reader, people who have read books have smart brains. Yang Zilong said with great interest, "Do you know that there is a golden house in the book, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book, in addition to these, there are many things in the book that you can't think of, such as...... Rain. ”

Xiang Wencai was happy in his heart, since Yang Zilong wanted to ask for rain so much, let him ask for rain, if he couldn't ask for rain, then take care of him, if he asked for rain, it would not be a bad thing, and then think of other ways to clean him up.

"You are so confident in asking for rain, and this son will fulfill you. Xiang Wencai said solemnly, "But I'll say the ugly words first, if you can't ask for rain, you are deceiving my son, deceiving me into cutting off one of your hands as punishment, how about it?"

"Okay, if Xiang Gongzi thinks that my hands are useful to you, you can take them, but I also said ugly things in front, if I ask for rain, you have to tell me something. Yang Zilong sneered.

If you want to cut off my Yang Zilong's hand, do you Xiang Wen have this kind of ability, and I don't look at how many catties and taels you have, if it weren't for the wealth and power in your family, you wouldn't be bullshit.

"What's the matter?" Xiang Wencai asked, in case it was a fatal matter of breaking his arm and leg, Xiang Wencai would definitely not agree.

As a rich son, he must value his life very preciously.

"This matter is very simple, you just need to tell me where Lu Mengmeng and her mother Lan Yufang are. Yang Zilong said.

"There's no problem with that. Xiang Wencai promised, in fact, Xiang Wencai didn't know where Lan Yufang was, but it didn't matter if he promised Yang Zilong.

Yang Zilong once heard that Lu Mengmeng's mother, Lan Yufang, was forcibly taken away by the Xiang family when Lu Mengmeng was more than a year old.

Some people say that the people of the Xiang family sold Lan Yufang, some people say that the people of the Xiang family killed Lan Yufang, and some people say that the people of the Xiang family hid Lan Yufang.

Anyway, there are various speculations, and the people of the Xiang family have refused to tell Lan Yufang's whereabouts so far.

Yang Zilong also secretly vowed that he must find Lu Mengmeng back to his mother and let their family reunite.

Wizard Duanmu Hei's prayer for rain had no effect, and now it was Yang Zilong's turn to ask for rain.

What altars, incense cases, virgins or whatever, all of them are useless, and only the system is useful to Yang Zilong.

Lao Tzu is a systematic person, why is it difficult to ask for a few drops of rain.

Yang Zilong is familiar with all the things in the system, what happens and what needs to be used, just extract it directly in the system.

Of course, there are also prerequisites for this, one must be able to come in handy, the second is to be able to use, and the third is to be able to control or control.

Yang Zilong hurriedly extracted an immortal technique called "Calling the Wind and Calling the Rain".

Name of the Immortal Law: Calling the Wind and Calling the Rain

Immortal energy consumption: 60,000 points

Contributors: Fengbo, Yushi, Dragon King of the East China Sea

Description: This immortal spell can be used to summon the wind, cast clouds, and rain, and land the rain in the corresponding place, the caster must stand on the top of the mountain, or the closer to the sky to cast the spell, in order to have an effect.

Tip: Rainfall needs to be moderate and should not cause flooding.

This immortal technique was jointly created by the three immortals Feng Bo, Yu Shi and the Dragon King of the East China Sea, and the effect should not be bad.

And the Qingfeng Ridge where Yang Zilong is now is the highest place within a radius of dozens of miles, which meets the requirements of casting spells and asking for rain.

Yang Zilong ran to a commanding height, facing the sky, casting the wind and rain technique, and then calling to the sky affectionately:

Uncle Feng, you are the most handsome fairy in the sky, come and send the cumulonimbus clouds over with a gust of wind.

Rain Master, you are the cutest uncle in the sky, hurry up and send the rain over, the earth needs rain.

Dragon King, I heard that you have been having a bad time lately, and you forgot that it was raining, you can't forget this kind of thing, why are you willing to rain, your old man will tell me.

Xiang Wencai and the wizard looked at Yang Zilong's strange behavior, and listened to his ridiculous words, they all felt funny, this is begging for rain, it is clearly playing a clown and singing against the sky.

The villagers looked at Yang Zilong's bizarre performance and nonsense, and they were also very anxious about him, what is a bad person to do, but he came to beg for rain, what kind of thing is this.

Is it stimulated, there is something wrong with the brain, causing nervous confusion, according to him begging for rain like this, it is estimated that God will laugh to death in the sky, and he will exhaust himself to death on the mountain.

However, the strange vision in the sky began immediately.