A series of thunders passed by in the gloomy sky, and the flashing electric light illuminated the human world below.
It was originally a hot summer, but the gloomy sky that lasted for more than ten days made the people panic and uneasy. They thought that this was just an abnormality in the sky. However, the traders who traveled north and south found that no matter how many miles they traveled, they still couldn't see the sun, and they felt panic in their hearts.
Instantly magnified infinitely.
People in various villages, towns, and cities have heard of this vision countless times, and teahouses and restaurants are overcrowded with people, including literati and elegant guests, traders and lackeys, and heroes from the rivers and lakes, who come to make a pot of tea when they have free time.
Ask if there is any latest news.
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"It's been a few days. Didn't the master see that summer is coming today and specially protect us from the scorching heat?"
"It was cloudy again, thundering and lightning, but not a drop of rain fell."
"Mr. Zhang, you are a very capable person who can predict fortune and misfortune. What do you know?"
"It's a joke. If I live too long to spy on the secrets of heaven, who will support the mother-in-law and the children at home?!"
"Then what happened?"
"Who the hell knows? It's been cloudy for more than ten days, with only thunder and no rain. Something strange is going to happen."
"Look, look, the government officials are out again."
In the restaurant near the street, the literati, elegant guests, merchants and travelers who heard the words leaned on the fence and looked towards the street. Several knights in government robes were galloping out of the city carrying official documents. The horse speed did not slow down along the way, carrying
The woman holding the dustpan was so frightened that she threw her hands away and hid on the street. The dust fell on the faces of the vendors nearby. Just as she was about to curse the woman angrily, the flags and flags placed in the aisle were knocked crooked by the horses passing by.
The drooping branches flew across with a crash, and the lanterns in front of the street shops were smashed...
This is not the first time that a few fast horses are running rampant in the market, causing a panic. This is not the first time. There have been several batches of government officials leaving the city in such a hurry.
Official letters were distributed throughout the towns and villages, not just in this city, but in all counties and counties across the world, whether in the Northern Wei Dynasty or the Southern Liang Dynasty, almost all were doing the same thing.
——Take care of the crops in the fields! Or relocate the people in the villages by the river!
The weather has been gloomy for more than ten days in a row, and the temperature has dropped sharply. For the crops in the fields, it is the mature season, and the lack of sunshine for more than ten days is a huge threat.
Food is the first priority for the people. Whether the crops are harvested or not is closely related to the emperor, nobles and officials, and to the millions of people in the world.
What's more, once a heavy rain starts in such gloomy weather, I'm afraid it won't stop in a day or two, causing a huge flood. Villages, towns, and cities along the river will be affected. Food shortages, floods, and plagues all come together.
, is an unspeakable disaster.
Regardless of whether they are rich people or officials, they will be on the same level as ordinary people at this moment.
Official letters were sent to various towns and villages. Officials everywhere were running on the country roads at the moment, leading people to go to the villages to dissuade them, especially the villages along the river. When they heard that they were about to move, many villagers became red-eyed and picked up hoes and hatchets.
We have to fight with the government!
"You want people to live? Seeing that the crops are about to turn yellow, you let us leave?!"
"Don't leave! Beat me to death." The woman who rushed out of the crowd held a stick to protect her field and shouted hysterically at the government servant who pulled her: "Beat me to death! The government is killing people!"
"Look at this day!"
Some officials who tried to dissuade him took off their official robes and threw them on the ground. Then they knelt in front of the people and pointed at the sky above their heads, which was flashing with lightning.
"It has been overcast for more than ten days in a row. How low are the dark clouds? Can't you see that once the rain falls, the water from this river will probably flood this place, and the crops will be gone. You may not die, but
When the flood comes, no one can escape."
The white-haired old woman looked at the kneeling official, her eyes were sunken, and she looked at the lightning and thunder in the sky. She said "Ah!" and sat down on the ground, bursting into tears.
Soon, it fell to the ground with a soft thud. Someone felt the coldness and raised his head, and a raindrop as big as a bean fell down.
"It's raining……"
"It's raining!!!" the officials on the ground shouted in a hissing voice, "Everyone, please pack up your belongings and follow me!"
At this moment, such a scene is happening in almost every town and village in the world. Many people have heard of such gloomy skies in other places.
The government did not lie.
…
"It's raining……"
Water droplets fell from the thick clouds and hit the light film of the illusion. Hearing this imperceptible sound, Chen Yuan, who was standing in front of the wooden building, raised his head and murmured in a low voice.
Outside.
The raindrops fell quickly. Among a group of monks far away in the north, the old monk named Zhenhai looked at the water stains on his palms and slowly raised his eyes. One or two drops of rain fell on his forehead and the bottom of his eyes.
With his gray beard waving in the wind, the old monk lowered his gaze and shouted at the monks in front: "Set up the formation!"
The more than a hundred monks of Wanfo Temple standing in a square formation were either holding Buddhist umbrellas, holding wooden fish, or sitting cross-legged, erecting Buddhist seals and reciting scriptures. The scattered monks walked to their familiar positions and stood.
The monk who raised the Buddha umbrella held the umbrella in one hand and slowly turned it, shaking his lips quickly toward the sky, and recited the sutra.
The sound of wooden fish and chanting were humming together.
The raindrops falling from the sky had now formed rain lines. Monk Zhenhai breathed in the moist and cold air, walked among the monks, and inserted his staff into the mud.
"The poor monk of Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, whose name is Zhenhai, is taught the wonderful teachings of the gods in the sky, hahaha!"
The old monk suddenly burst out laughing. He plucked the beads with one hand and stirred the rain with the other, practicing the Great Demon Subduing Seal. The splashing rain turned into streams of light and spread out in all directions.
boom!
The thunder roared loudly, as if he was angered by him, and thunder and lightning streaked across the clouds and fell.
Hahaha!
Zhenhai laughed wildly, as if he was crazy. The monk's sleeves were soaked in water and spread violently. The beads in his hands were thrown directly into the sky. They were forced back to the ground by the rain and landed in a puddle of water. The next moment, they were stepped down.
The monk's shoes are just in the mud.
The old monk moved his body, waved his arms and danced wildly. Accompanied by chanting sutras, his laughter became even more rampant.
Hahaha!
"I am a crazy monk, how can I be afraid of you and other statues made of clay? Hahaha——"
at some point.
The flying monk sleeves followed Monk Zhenhai as he stood still, raising his arms to the sky. His palms seemed to be supporting something, which made him sink downwards. At the moment when his knees were slightly bent, the monk stared and gritted his teeth, and then started again
Stand up straight and push back the invisible object in your hand.
The pouring rain slowed down for a moment, and then continued to fall.
"Monks of Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple!"
The old monk put his hand on his shoulder and shouted in the rain: "Buddha's light is overflowing!"
"drink!"
All the monks sitting cross-legged on the ground shouted together, quickly stood up from the ground, took steps and changed their formations, and the scriptures in their mouths changed, and their eyes looked firm, with a faint Buddha's light.
One by one, they gathered together, and the golden Buddha light formed a disc, gradually rising into the sky with the chanting of sutras.
"Drink!"
The old monk stepped on his feet, jumped up, crossed the continuous rain line, landed on the golden Buddha plate, and sat in meditation. A round of golden color suddenly emerged from his body and spread in all directions.