Chapter 115 Walk through the water, turn into a dragon
"Don't dislike it, don't dislike it!"
The irritating cry stopped abruptly along with the old man's promise. The woman, whose face was covered with tears and her body was mixed with mud and rain, looked very embarrassed, raised her head, with surprise and a trace of peace on her face.
"It's okay if you don't mind. When the rain subsides, I'll send someone to the county seat to hire a bone-setter for Ping An."
With just a few words, the old man helped this family, who had been displaced by the heavy rain, settle down. He burst into tears of gratitude and thanked him profusely.
"Thank you, daddy, thank you!"
The woman who was sitting on the ground straightened her waist, knelt down, bowed repeatedly, and even pressed down on the children next to her, kowtowing along with her.
"You should also quickly kowtow to Grandpa!"
"Oh, it doesn't have to be like this."
Seeing the family kneeling in front of him, Feng Lingjun quickly stood up and followed his wife to help them.
"We are all a family. Seeing that you are in trouble and losing your shelter, can I bear to see you in the rain?"
"If it weren't for Big Daddy, I don't know what I would have done."
"Even if I'm not there, they will still help me."
Feng Lingjun shook his head and didn't care. People in the village might have some minor frictions and quarrels on weekdays, but in the face of such a catastrophe, their true nature would naturally show up. He sent someone to take care of the family.
There is only one reason why you are invited here. Today, only his family is the richest in Fengjia Village.
Being poor cares themselves, being wealthy cares the world.
Although the money his son earned would not allow him to benefit the world at large, there would be no problem if he could take care of his fellow villagers.
After Feng Bingwen saw this scene from the side, if he felt lost, he did not step forward to interfere. Instead, he turned around and returned to his small courtyard, frowning and thinking.
"Just the next night's heavy rain washed away Uncle Ping's house. What about other places? Are there houses that were also washed away?"
Most of the houses that cannot withstand the erosion of heavy rains are mud houses. These are houses that only poor families will live in. Those with a little bit of conditions will use blue bricks to withstand greater erosion by wind and rain.
However, the majority of poor people live in mud houses. The conditions in Fengjia Village are pretty good. There are also a lot of people living in mud houses in the county. After this night, how many people's houses have collapsed?
Maybe only a very small proportion of the people were affected by the disaster. Just like when Fengjia Village passed by overnight, only Uncle Ping'an's house collapsed. Maybe there were some minor problems that were not repaired in time during the day, so that they became a big problem at this time.
However, no matter how low the probability is, once added to the huge base number, it will become an extremely shocking number. Under this sudden heavy rain, civilians will not only lose their crops in the fields, but even their lives will be in danger.
"White Dragon!"
At this thought, Feng Bingwen was not going to sit here and wait for the rainstorm to end. He wanted to find the source of the rainstorm and, if possible, stop it.
Yin ~
Following a dragon roar that mortals could not hear, a white rainbow rose from Feng Bingwen's head, then passed through the beams, straight into the sky, and submerged into the thick clouds.
Wandering among the clouds, Feng Bingwen became even more aware of the danger. The heavy rain poured down all night, and the clouds not only did not weaken at all, but became thicker.
Moreover, it contained something that made Feng Bingwen feel even more depressed. It seemed that something brewing in the clouds had become more terrifying and would explode at some point in the near future.
“Wolong Lake!”
Bailong shuttled through the clouds. When he poked his head out of the clouds and looked at Wolong Lake, where he often visited, a chill rose from his tailbone.
At a glance, he saw the island in the middle of the lake where his master had preached to him, but now only a small section of the island remained, and nearly half of it had been submerged in water.
"If the rain continues, Wolong Lake will flood all of Qingshan County!"
The critical situation in front of him shocked Feng Bingwen, and even made him confused for a moment. Although he claimed to have extraordinary powers, he could protect his family, or even a village, but he could not protect a county.
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"Um!"
Just when Feng Bingwen was about to trace the source of the heavy rain, he looked in the direction of Qingshan County. A bright yellow divine light rose from a popular building in the county. In Feng Bingwen's eyes, the blazing divine light was like a
The Great Sun.
This ray of divine light fell in front of the white dragon's dharma form, and then the light became introverted, revealing a great god wearing divine robes. His divine power was so vast that even Feng Bingwen, who had transformed into a white dragon, felt an oppressive force.
"I've met Lord Cheng Huang!"
Feng Bingwen didn't panic at all, but said hello calmly. After cooperating with the government, he had to deal with ghosts and gods a lot. Although he didn't know the Lord City God of Qingshan County very well, he was still an acquaintance.
Bar.
"Master Feng, where are you going?"
The City God, who appeared in the wind and rain and branched out with a ray of divine power, asked in a gentle tone.
"I want to find out the source of the wind and rain. If it continues to rain like this, it may cause floods. Not to mention Qingshan County, I am afraid that Longchuan Prefecture and several nearby state capitals will turn into swamps."
"No need to explore, I already know the reason."
"Then who caused this storm? Is the court just sitting idly by?"
Feng Bingwen quickly asked.
"This is no longer a hidden message. The water king of Xuanting Lake across the three states wants to turn into a dragon through water. This storm is a precursor."
"How is that possible? Xuanting Lake is six hundred miles away from Qingshan County. If Xuanting Lake is included, wouldn't this so-called precursor cover a thousand miles in radius?"
"Xuan Ting Sui Lord himself has an extraordinary background. Since he became Sui Lord, he has been worshiped by the human race. Now he has accumulated enough and is preparing to transform into a dragon through water!"
The City God's face was covered by divine light, and his facial features were not visible.
"How could he do such a thing after receiving incense from the human race?"
"It is precisely because of the incense that you see only heavy rain now, instead of water covering thousands of miles!"
"What?"
"This Water Lord is still staying in Xuanting Lake and has not started to go out. Last night, he had sent out his soldiers and generals, notified all the city gods around Xuanting Lake, contacted the government, and asked them to arrange for the evacuation of the people.
That’s how I got the news.”
"This... can he not go through the water? Or change the location?"
It turned out that the water king was not as bad as he thought. Feng Bingwen breathed a sigh of relief and immediately raised a new question. He was still a newbie in the world of spiritual practice and did not understand many things.
"A dragon may only have one chance to transform into a dragon in a thousand years. If it were you, would you give up? Now that he can endure it, stay in Xuanting Lake and endure the thunder tribulation, it is because of the three hundred human race
It is extremely difficult to make offerings to the emperor during the New Year."