Chapter 33: The Right Way to Pray for Rain

Yang Zilong's fist was like a steel hammer, and the surging strength surged, punching at Duanmu Hei one punch after another.

Facing the fist like a meteor hammer, Duanmu Hei couldn't parry, and was immediately knocked out three feet away, screaming in pain.

This punch is more powerful and powerful than the punch just now, and the edge is incomparable.

If those punches just now were a small test, then these punches are a big show.

"Lying grass, Lao Tzu actually has such a lot of strength, it's really a great creation. Yang Zilong looked at his fist and was overjoyed.

Duanmu Hei saw that Yang Zilong shot fast, ruthless and special, and beat himself to the ground, not to mention his strength, and now he can't even use his temper.

It's hard work.

Duanmu Hei shouted with a sad face: "Yang Zilong, you look like a scholar there, you are obviously a master of fighting, you hide so deeply, you are too bullying." ”

Duanmu Heisheng has nothing to love, he feels that he has met an extremely powerful fighting master, and he is no longer his opponent, but in order not to be killed by the other party, he can only fight.

Duanmu Hei stood up with difficulty, and once again waved the sword in his hand to kill Yang Zilong.

Yang Zilong kicked his legs, soared in the air, and threw a chain of legs at Duanmu Hei.

"Smack...... Syllable...... Smack......"

Kicked Duanmu Hei more than a dozen times in a row, and Duanmu Hei, who kicked immediately, doubted his life, his body fell apart, he fell to the ground, and he couldn't get up again.

Duanmu Hei realized that in front of a ruthless person, weapons were useless at all.

Duanmu Hei threw the sword in his hand, and had no choice but to admit defeat and say: "If you want to kill or chop, whatever you want." ”

"You are the Dragon Lord for today's dinner, how could I kill you, the Dragon Lord doesn't want to eat the dead. Yang Zilong gritted his teeth and said, "The little girl you sank into the river today is my cousin, and I will also sink you into the river so that you can taste the taste of being sacrificed." ”

When Duanmu Hei heard this, his face changed greatly, and it became even darker than his name, and then he immediately coaxed down, and quickly knelt on the ground and howled:

"Yang Gongzi spares his life, today this is all to blame for Xiang Wencai's lewd stick, today I originally brought a maid from their house to sacrifice to the Dragon King, and I knew that Xiang Wencai had a dislike for that maid halfway through, so I defiled her, and Xiang Wencai locked her up, so I had to arrest your cousin. ”

It turned out that Xiang Wencai temporarily caught Lu Mengmeng to ask for rain and sacrifice to the Dragon King.

Lu Mengmeng's mother is the handmaid of the Xiang family, and the people of the Xiang family have not forgotten it for a day, and now they have hit Lu Mengmeng with their ideas.

It's not a thing.

Yang Zilong glared angrily and said: "Xiang Wencai is not a good thing, and you are not a good thing, you two are embarrassed, you deserve to die." ”

"You can't kill me, I was sent by the heavenly gods to help the people of the world, if you kill me, you will offend the gods, and the gods will clean you up." Duanmu Heitie blushed and shouted at the top of his voice.

Duanmu Hei had nothing to say, so he had to move the immortal out to talk about it.

Yang Zilong was happy when he heard it, now the gods are hibernating in the sky, and they will send you to help the people, it's really funny, it's not good to talk nonsense and make a draft.

Yang Zilong said with a smile: "Don't worry, the gods won't care about good people like me, they will only care about heinous liars like you, and it's people like you who owe it to clean up." ”

Yang Zilong said as he grabbed Duanmu Hei, performed his magic technique, and walked towards the mountain.

Xiang Wencai was shocked when he saw Yang Zilong arresting Duanmu Hei, he didn't expect Yang Zilong, a poor scholar, to have such a hand, and he caught Duanmu Hei back like a chicken, it's not simple.

The poor boy who grew up in the mountain nest has quick legs and feet and runs fast, and even his strength is so great.

"Folks, as long as you give this wizard to the Dragon Lord to eat, the Dragon Lord will rain immediately. Yang Zilong said to the villagers present.

"Then you hurry up and send him to the Dragon King, let the Dragon Lord make a rain, if it doesn't rain again, the crops will die. The villagers present said.

The villagers didn't have a good impression of these wizards, and they gave the wizards to the dragon lord as a snack, and the villagers couldn't ask for it.

Yang Zilong said to Xiang Wencai: "Xiang Gongzi, I'll leave the rest to you." ”

Xiang Wencai immediately asked the family to tie up Duanmu Hei and sink it into Qinghe Lake to give to the Dragon King as a meal.

"Spare my life to the eldest prince, I don't want to die, please, let me go. Duanmuhe knelt down and pleaded.

"Who said that you died, I just sacrificed you to the Dragon King, so that the Dragon Lord could relieve his hunger and improve the food, so that the Dragon Lord could have the strength to rain, and to put it nicely, you are calling it a contribution to the people. Xiang Wencai said, with a wave of his big hand, the family members began to tie Duanmu Hei.

Such sorcerers collude with the bully landlords to harm the common people, and there is not a single good thing.

The common people have long hated these wizards, and now when they see someone standing up and want to give the wizard to the dragon lord as meat to eat, the common people applaud one by one.

Usually these wizards give those young girls and girls to the Dragon King, but today it is finally their turn, which is really happy.

At this time, a few ordinary people rushed up, tied Duanmu Hei strongly, and tied a big stone to him, and then mercilessly sank him into Qinghe Lake, without even a blister.

People are cheap for a lifetime, pigs are cheap with a knife, and if they come out to mix, they will have to pay it back sooner or later.

After sinking the wizard Duanmu to Qinghe Lake, Yang Zilong stood on the commanding heights again, waved at the cloudy sky, and performed the last step of the wind and rain technique...... Rain.

After a while, it immediately began to rain in the sky, although the rain was not very heavy, but the villagers who had not seen it for a long time were still very happy.

Seeing the dripping raindrops, the villagers immediately cheered.

"This trick of calling the wind and rain is still good, at least it is more effective than those wizards asking for rain. Yang Zilong comforted himself.

Seeing the elated appearance of the villagers, Yang Zilong was happy in his heart, since he cultivated immortals, he had finally done a great thing for them.

At this time, Yang Zilong took the opportunity to say to the villagers present: "Folks, if you encounter something like a wizard asking for rain in the future, don't believe that they can ask for rain, if they can ask for rain, it will be a matter of the Year of the Monkey and the month of the horse." ”

"In fact, the best way to ask for rain is to sink the wizard directly into the river for the dragon lord to eat, or burn the wizard into a barbecue for the dragon lord to eat, the dragon lord likes to eat the wizard's meat the most, as long as the dragon lord eats their meat, as soon as he is happy, it will definitely rain. ”

When the villagers heard this, they suddenly realized that this was the right way to ask for rain.

Xiang Wencai listened to Yang Zilong's generous statement, and always felt that something was wrong, according to his prayer for rain, it was estimated that all wizards in the world would suffer.

Xiang Wencai didn't ask for rain with so much effort, but let an inconspicuous poor scholar easily ask for rain, and he was very unlucky.

According to the bet with Yang Zilong in advance, Xiang Wencai lost a mess.

Xiang Wencai was indignant and left Qingfengling quietly with his family.

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