Bai Wanshuang motioned to the mountain god to sweep the ground about two zhang square on the top of the mountain, and then according to the direction of the formation, he first pinched the spirit stone into powder and painted the dao pattern, this formation was too huge, just drawing the dao pattern, and actually used nearly 10,000 spirit stones.

After the Dao pattern was drawn, the spirit stone was used to set up a formation according to the Dao pattern, and when it was almost time, Bai Wanshuang completely laid out this array, she walked into the array, first meditated and pranayama, and then began to cast spells.

She sat cross-legged on her knees, put her hands on her knees and quickly knotted a faint handprint, and the blue light shone in the formation with the handprints made, and the sky that was faintly a little fish-belly white became obscure again, dark as if it was about to fall.

Time passed minute by minute, and slowly the wind rose around, and after a while, the wind became stronger and stronger, roaring and whistling, more and more violent, faintly mixed with the thunder with "boom".

"It's done, it's done. The mountain god looked at Bai Wanshuang, who was almost submerged in the blue light in the formation, and was extremely excited, and on that haggard old face, he smiled like a chrysanthemum that had been defeated.

A chill froze on his face, and a drop of liquid fell from the sky and dripped onto his face.

It's raining! It's raining! It's raining!

The mountain god stretched out his hand, and a drop of liquid fell on his hand, and his hand shook as if it was burned, it was really rain, Bashu was saved, and his life was saved.

The mountain god felt an itch on his face, and reached out to wipe it, and his face was watery. It's strange, it's just starting to rain, and it's all falling on his face.

He calmly turned around, wiped the water off the old face, and joked, can the old tearful face of the mountain god be shown to others? Fortunately, the rainy fairy is still casting spells, and he definitely didn't see it, and his reputation has finally been preserved.

The rain became heavier and heavier, slowly turning from one drop or two scattered to a downpour, even though they were on the top of Tsing Yi Mountain, the highest mountain in Haipai, they could still hear the shouts and cheers of the people.

"It's raining!"

"Come and see, it's raining!"

"Bodhisattva bless, God mercy, we are saved, it really rains!"

"Thank God, it's really raining, Bao'er and his father, why don't you hold on for two more days, if you hold on for two more days, you won't have to die......"

"Dad, mother, have you seen it, it's really raining, we have been saved, we don't have to die......"

The rain lasted for three whole days, moistening the parched land, the dry grass and trees, and the thirsty people, who embraced and sang happily in the rain as if they were celebrating a festival.

In the pouring rain, Mo Tingcheng stood expressionlessly at the foot of Tsing Yi Mountain, since the day he got down Tsing Yi Mountain, he has been standing here and has not left, for some reason, he is always a little uneasy, as if something is going to happen.

His chest was stuffy, as if he was pressed by a big stone, and he couldn't breathe, and in the middle of the night, his chest seemed to have been punched suddenly, and it hurt so much that his heart was flustered, and he couldn't calm down anymore.

In the early hours of the morning, when the first drop of rain fell, he went from being ecstatic at the beginning to slowly uneasy, the night passed, and Bai Wanshuang had no news, she, is she okay?

She said that she would beg for rain, and she begged for rain, but he never asked what it took to ask for rain, what she needed to pay to get it, and his heart became more and more uneasy about what he was doing, and she had not come down for three days, and the rain had not stopped.

Even though his body was cold, it couldn't cool his heart, and he stood straight, refusing to let Mo Yi hold an umbrella for him.

"Master, you're worried about Doctor Bai. Mo Yi looked at the Lord in front of him, and suddenly spoke.