The Taoist happily replied: "This must be yours." Please, please, after the rain in the Ming Dynasty, Lao Dao is waiting for you here. ”

The dragon king thought that he was a bamboo in his chest, and said goodbye at the moment, went out of Chang'an City, and returned to Jinghe Water Mansion.

The Taoist waited for the Dragon King to leave, and asked, "Aren't you curious, how can I determine the amount of rain?"

Jin Chanzi said: "With your respect, such a trivial matter, but it is easy to come by, why should the little monk be curious?"

The Taoist said, "You are really boring, knowing that what I am asking is not this. You're not curious, but I'm curious, how do you know that the Dragon King of the Jing River will enter the urn?"

Jin Chanzi poured two cups of tea on the small table and said: "The Dragon King of Jinghe is indecisive and has no ideas, and his military advisors are not very powerful, knowing that the amount of rain is the same as what you say, he will inevitably think of deducting the number of rains, so as to embarrass you and demolish your stall." As long as he violates the rules of heaven, he will definitely go to the urn. He took a sip of tea and said, "Even if it rains as ordered, the little monk has a way to make him violate the rules of heaven." ”

Seeing that Jin Chanzi said it so lightly, the Taoist was slightly cold, and said: "You are ruthless, in order to achieve the goal, unscrupulous means, and plot innocent people, you are also light-hearted. ”

Jin Cicada smiled slightly, but did not explain.

The Taoist was bored, and he didn't bother to say more, spread out the paper, and wrote down the number of rain on the white paper, the clouds were covered at the hour, the thunder was from time to time, it rained at noon, and the rain was enough, and the water was three feet three inches and forty-eight points, which was exactly the same as what Fang just said, and he didn't take a look at it after writing, and the frost pen was a little on the paper, and the white paper disappeared without a trace.

Almost at the same time, the white paper appeared in the hands of the Jade Emperor, the Jade Emperor finished reading, waved his hand, the white paper disappeared without a trace, thought a little, issued an edict, and ordered the gold-clothed wrestler to go to the Jinghe Water Mansion.

Speaking of returning to the Jinghe Dragon King, the Dragon King returned to the Water Mansion, and the big and small water gods continued, asking: "How about the king's visit to the hexagram seller?"

The Dragon King of Jinghe said: "Yes, yes, yes! But a gentleman who talks about spring." When I asked him what time it was raining, he said it was raining, and when he asked him what time and how much it rained, he said that there were clouds at the hour, thunder at all times, it rained at noon, and before it rained enough, and the water was three feet three inches and forty-eight o'clock, and I made a bet with him; if it was as he said, I would give him fifty taels of thanks, and if it was a little worse, I would break his façade and drive him to his feet, and not allow him to confuse the crowd in Chang'an. ”

The water tribes laughed and said: "The king is the head of the eight rivers, the god of the rain and the dragon, there is rain and no rain, but the king knows, how dare he talk such nonsense? The one who sells the hexagram must have lost!

At this time, the dragon son and the dragon grandson and the fish carp and crab were laughing and talking about the matter, and they only heard a shout in the air: "The Dragon King of Jinghe has taken the order." ”

Everyone looked up, it was a gold-clothed wrestler, holding the edict of the Jade Emperor, and came straight to the water mansion. In a panic, the Dragon King of Jinghe was dressed and solemn, and he took the order by burning incense.

Seeing that the Dragon King of Jinghe had stopped tidying up, the gold-clothed wrestler returned to the air. The dragon king thanked him, and when he opened the envelope and looked at it, it was written: "The general of the eight rivers is ordered, and the thunder and lightning are driven; Shi Yuze in the Ming Dynasty, and the city of Chang'an is Puji." "The number of hours in the will is exactly the same as that of the Dao judge, which frightened the dragon king's soul and made the big and small water gods panic.

Shaoqing woke up and said to the water tribes: "There is such a spirit man in the world! He is really able to penetrate the heavens and the earth, but he is not inferior to him!"

The anchovy military master played the cloud: "The king can rest assured. What is the difficulty in winning him? The minister has a plan to discipline and destroy the mouth of the guy. ”

The dragon king asked, and the military advisor said: "Xingyu is out of time, less points, that is, the hexagram is not accurate, I am afraid that I will not win him?" At that time, smash the signboard and drive him away, why is it difficult?"

To the next time, point to the Fengbo, Lei Gong, Yuntong, Dianmu, until Chang'an City Nine Sky Sky. When the dragon king was hit by the clouds, there was thunder at noon, and it rained from time to time, and the rain stopped, but he only had three feet and forty points, changed him by an hour, restrained him by three inches and eight points, and distributed the generals after the rain.

It rained heavily in Chang'an City, and other merchants all took their shops to avoid the rain, and in the entire West Street of Chang'an City, only the Taoist and the golden cicada held an umbrella, looking at the staggered flash points, and the heavy rain was majestic.

At the time of the hour, the golden cicada looked up at the sky, and saw no dark clouds, and knew that the dragon king had missed the time of the clouds, but he did not expect the dragon king to be so bold, not only did he miss the time of the clouds, but the hours of thunder, rain, and rain were all wrong, and even the points of water were wrong.

The Taoist said: "The strategy of the Jinghe Dragon King is really stupid. ”

Jin Chanzi said: "This crime is not death, you have to go to heaven once." ”

Taoist said: "People in Buddhism are as ruthless and vicious as you?"

Jin Chanzi looked at the rain curtain and said, "How can Daomen ever have compassion?"

The rain of the Dragon King of Jinghe was completed, and he turned into a white-clothed showman, went to the street of Naximenli, and crashed into the Taoist hexagram shop, and he could not be distinguished, so he smashed his signboard, pen, inkstone, etc. together.

The man sat on the chair, blatantly unmoving, and the boy turned into the golden cicada even ignored it and tasted the tea carefully.

When the dragon king saw this, he panicked in his heart, and secretly said that this person knew that I was cheating in the bush? He couldn't help but be even more angry, and then he turned up the door panel and beat and scolded: "This demon who talks about misfortune and misfortune, and a pervert who is good at confusing the hearts of the people! You are not good at hexagrams, and your words are ridiculous! You say that the hours and points of the rain are not comparative, and you are still sitting dangerously, go as soon as possible, and spare you the death penalty!"

The Taoist was still openly unafraid, and turned his back to the sky and sneered: "I'm not afraid! I'm not afraid! I'm not guilty of a capital crime, but I'm afraid that you will have a capital crime! Others are easy to hide, but it's hard to hide it from me, and it's hard to hide it from heaven." I know you, you are not a Xiushi, but the Dragon King of Jinghe. You violated the edict of the Jade Emperor, changed the hour, overruled the points, and violated the rules of heaven. You are on the dragon platform, I am afraid that you will inevitably be stabbed, and you are still scolding me here?"

The Dragon King of Jinghe didn't feel how guilty he was to deduct points, but when he heard this, for some reason, he was frightened and creepy, and he was not stupid, so he hurriedly lost the door panel, dressed and bowed, knelt down to the Taoist and said, "Mr. Hugh is strange." The ear of the preface drama, how do you know that if you make a fake become true, you really violate the rules of heaven, but what can I hope that Mr. will save me! Otherwise, I will not let you go if I die. ”

The golden cicada heard the words of the Dragon King of Jinghe on the side, and shook his head, daring to threaten the Taoist in front of him, it was really bold.

That Dao person still felt that the Jinghe Dragon King was a little pitiful, innocent was involved in this matter, and got the catastrophe of killing, at this time hearing what he said, his heart was displeased, how could this Dao person have been threatened, and said angrily: "I can't save you." ”

When the Dragon King of Jinghe heard this, his heart rushed to the top of his head with anger, and he secretly thought, if it weren't for you, how could this king have this disaster?

At that time, evil was born to the guts, and the intention of killing the Taoist was raised.

A murderous aura rose into the sky.

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