"I'm going to go boating on the Jing River in the next few days, but I'm worried about the rain, I want to ask my husband to test it, this cloudy and sunny thing recently?" said the Dragon King of Jinghe in a playful tone.

Shui De Xingjun's eyes were slightly closed, and his right hand was pretending to be pinching and calculating, telling fortunes to mortals and casually being able to see clearly, but calculating the changes in the heavens involved the way of the balance of yin and yang, at this time it was in the midst of the catastrophe, how could he calculate it, Hugh said this, he was a little Taoist boy who had a little mana for three or five years, and he couldn't calculate it.

In the case of chaos in the heavens, the difficulty of calculating the heavenly machines has greatly increased, quantitatively speaking, if a god and demon with a little mana on weekdays needs to consume a little mana, then now it will take 101,000,000 points, even a saint is unthinkable.

Only mortal mana is zero, no matter how big the difficulty coefficient of the heavenly machine is, the base number is zero, and the result obtained is still zero, so the immortals can still see the past and present lives of mortals at a glance, otherwise when the catastrophe comes, won't the incense temples of those immortals be smashed to pieces?

Shui De Xingjun can't figure out when it will rain, but it doesn't matter, anyway, this line of clouds and rain, after all, it is his water department that has the final say, he lets it rain when it rains, this point, even the Jade Emperor may not have his power, of course, the main thing is that the Jade Emperor doesn't care about this trivial matter, anyway, he lets it rain as he wants, and the Jade Emperor will stamp it through.

I saw him pretend to close his eyes and meditate for a moment, then opened his eyes, opened his mouth confidently and said nonsense: "The top of the mountain is cloudy, and the fog covers the forest." If it rains recently, it must be tomorrow, your Excellency can not go out to the Najing River tomorrow, although the boat in the rain, there is no fun, but after all, there is a little danger, if you are not careful, the boat will be destroyed and people will die. ”

The Jinghe River is wide and deep, every time it is windy and rainy, there are often wind and waves, although the scenery on both sides of the river is beautiful, but it is indeed easy to capsize when it rains.

The people on the side nodded secretly when they heard this, thinking that this Mr. Yuan was a kind person, not only telling fortunes, but also worried about the safety of others. Only Mo Chen secretly laughed and told the dragon lord to be careful in the rain, whether it was kind or harmful, but it was really because of this storm and gutter that the boat capsized!

The white-clothed Xiushi transformed into the Dragon King of the Jinghe River nodded slightly, but he calculated in his heart, you let me rain tomorrow, I have to rain or not, the entire Tang Dynasty's clouds and rain, I am in charge, and when I lose your face, I have to smash your stall, so that the people will no longer believe in you and avenge my aquatic children.

Thinking of revenge here, the white-clothed Xiushi said again: "I often hear that Mr. divination is accurate, like the reincarnation of Laojun, I wonder if Mr. can calculate when it will be tomorrow and how many dimensions the rain has?"

Yuan Shoucheng said with a chuckle: "Tomorrow when the clouds are spread, there will be thunder, it will rain at noon, and it will rain before the hour, and a total of three feet three inches and forty-eight points of water will be obtained." ”

"Good!"

But seeing that the old dragon king praised proudly, he stood up and said loudly: "Sir, if you have the ability of gods and ghosts, you can even tell the time of the rain clearly, can you hear it?"

Some onlookers shouted, "I heard it, I heard it!"

But seeing that the old dragon king's face changed, and his tone was also extremely vicious, he said: "If everything is as Mr. said, then I will naturally offer fifty taels of gold as a fortune teller, but if Mr. makes a mistake, it is a drop missing, and if you miss the moment, don't blame me for coming here, smashing your front door, smashing your stall, and driving you out of Chang'an City?"

That Shui De Xingjun said calmly: "Naturally, please go back for the time being, come back tomorrow after the rain, Poor Dao will naturally wait here for Your Excellency to send gold to the door." ”

"Good!"

Jinghe Longjun did not hesitate at all, turned around and left, and as soon as he left, the Yuan Shoucheng Daoist suddenly stood up and said: "Everyone, today the poor Dao made a bet with that gentleman, and his mind was confused, so it is not a hexagram, you should please go back!"

These people all got up early in the morning, eager to be counted by the miraculous Yuan Shoucheng Taoist on the streets of Chang'an, and when they saw him suddenly close the stall, they didn't dare to scold him, and they all complained in a low voice about the white-clothed Xiushi who was turned into the Dragon King of Jinghe.

Shui De Xingjun turned a deaf ear, closed the stall very quickly, and turned around and walked towards the outside of Ximen Street, he was also in a hurry to issue an order from heaven to rain, and the order would be sent to the Jade Emperor for sealing, if the time was delayed, it would be late, but it would not be able to pit the Dragon King of Jinghe!

I don't believe that the Dragon King of Jinghe will let me win this bet for the sake of his water tribes, Shui De Xingjun thought.

Although this is a conspiracy, it is also a conspiracy, as long as he wins, the Jinghe Aquatic Tribe, under the salvage of those fishermen under his guidance, will soon salvage the aquatic tribe in the river, and the Jinghe Dragon King will win this bet no matter what, so as to demolish him and save the lives of his subordinates.

He went back to the mansion, wrote the order of the rain, and used the seal when he arrived at the Jade Emperor, afraid that he would not be able to catch up, so he simply turned into a Yellow Turban wrestler who delivered the message, and hurried to the Jinghe River to deliver the decree.

Where did the old dragon king of Jinghe expect that people would harm him, and he was talking very happily with a group of subordinates, he finished announcing his will, and did not look at the ugly face of Jinghe Longjun, and went straight away, and stayed until he flew halfway, pulled back, performed a stealth technique, and sneaked into the dragon palace to see the situation.

The people of the Dragon Palace are all shallow, and no one can see through his spells, so he swaggered in, and above the main hall, the anchovian military division is offering a plan, instigating the Jinghe Dragon King to modify the points and hours, so as to win him.

Seeing that the Jinghe Dragon King adopted this strategy, he nodded, this time the old dragon is dead, and when tomorrow passes, he will go up to the dragon platform to take a walk, and it is estimated that he doesn't know that he was framed, and he thinks it is a violation of heaven.

Shui Dexing Jun left Jinghe proudly, found a temple and quietly waited for tomorrow.

......

"Sure enough, without my intervention, this Jinghe Longjun would not have been able to avoid going to the Dragon Terrace. The next day, Mo Chen watched the lightning and thunder on the streets of Chang'an, and the wind and rain were blowing, and he secretly sighed in his heart.

Yesterday it was said that it rained at noon, but today it rained from time to time, although the heavy rain has not yet fallen, and the life of Jinghe Longjun has been lost.

The clouds and rain stopped, and the sky had not cleared for a moment, only to see that the white-clothed showman in yesterday had already rushed into Ximen Street again in a hurry, and went straight towards the fortune-telling stall of Yuan Shoucheng.

Squeak!

When the old dragon king passed by, the door of the Zhitian Pavilion opened again, and at this time, the clouds and rain had just stopped, and there were no pedestrians on the street, so Mo Chen said again: "I Guan Mr. Yintang is black, I am afraid that there will be a big disaster, Mr. is really not a hexagram in me?"

The Dragon King of Jinghe was thinking about how to find Yuan Shoucheng to settle accounts, and he was even more eager than yesterday, so he ignored Mo Chen and walked over.

This is really a way to heaven, no way to go to hell, people insist on sending them to death, Mo Chen has nothing to do, so he has to shake his head and sigh softly......