Just as Li Xiuyuan finished speaking, someone from a group of passing people shouted to him.
"Now that the Dragon King is angry, there has just been a heavy rain. We should pray to the Dragon King to calm down. How can you still insult the Dragon King here? If the Dragon King hears it, he will definitely punish you."
"Yes, it will be too small to punish you when the time comes. It will be bad if it provokes the Dragon King to rain for a few more days."
"Stop wasting time, let's go burn incense for Lord Dragon,"
This group of common people pointed at Li Xiuyuan and left quickly.
"Young Master, these people are ignorant, so there is no need to be as knowledgeable as them." said the guard next to him.
Li Xiuyuan said: "I am not so narrow-minded and will get angry when someone gives me a few words. I feel that the people are ignorant and fear the gods more than anything else. Under such circumstances, it is no wonder that the gods will become more and more unscrupulous. If
If all the people have one mind, no matter how high the Wujiang Dragon King is, he will not dare to be so presumptuous."
"Let's go and take a look in front. I see a lot of people going that way."
After saying that, he waved his hand and rushed forward with his guards.
In Guobei City, there is a temple that is nearly twenty feet high. I don’t know when it was built.
On weekdays, few people come to this Pagoda, and it is just a decoration in the city. But today, the vicinity of this Pagoda is filled with people from the city, big and small, old and young.
Thatched huts were built near the temple. In the huts, people brought incense and offered sacrifices to the Dragon King of Wujiang who was invisible in the clouds in the sky. They murmured words in the hope that the Dragon King of Wujiang could calm down the anger in their hearts.
, stop the heavy rain and bring peace to this place.
The thatched hut circled Baosha three full times. Incense was burning inside, and a stream of incense could be seen with the naked eye overflowing from the thatched hut and rolling toward the sky.
Li Xiuyuan saw the incense rising into the sky, and even the grievances in the rain were washed away. If this continued, all the grievances in the sky would be eliminated by the incense in less than seven days.
"I really didn't expect that the will of all the people can even calm down the grievances. Once the grievances are calmed down, I believe that the Dragon King of Wujiang will have no excuse to continue to rain heavily."
He couldn't help but think of this.
From the looks of it, there are still experts in Guo Beicheng who are secretly helping.
Otherwise, how could we have organized the people so quickly, built tents, burned incense and prayed.
Obviously, this is to use the will of the people and the power of incense to forcefully drive away the Dragon King of Wujiang.
Because once the incense calms down the grievances, the cause and effect will be over. If the Wujiang Dragon King does not leave, he will be violating the wishes of the people. The consequences will be serious. By then, it will not be as simple as cause and effect. I guess
Karma is coming.
"It seems like this doesn't require me to think of a solution to this matter." Li Xiuyuan thought to himself.
If all goes well, the heavy rain will subside within these seven days.
No matter how tyrannical the Wujiang Dragon King is, he cannot make fun of his own Shinto.
"Master, should we also go and burn incense?" The guard saw so many people here burning incense and praying, and he couldn't help but be infected and wanted to worship.
Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said, "No, it's enough to have so many people worshiping. The heavy rain will probably stop in a few days. Let's go."
But before the group of people had gone far, dragon roars suddenly sounded from the sky above the Baosha behind them.
The sound was deafening, and there was a violent storm all around.
The heavy rain swept across with strong winds, and there were waves of exclamations near the Paosha. However, they saw that the arranged straw shed altar was blown down by the strong wind, and the sacrifices and incense were scattered in the rain. The straw shed that was filled with incense before was suddenly blown away.
The ground turned into a mess, and the people worshiping were exposed to the heavy rain in horror, and they were all soaked.
"The Dragon King is angry, the Dragon King is angry."
In addition to being frightened, the people hurriedly knelt down in the rain and kowtowed to the dark sky.
Li Xiuyuan saw this situation, his eyes narrowed, and a look of anger appeared on his face: "Is this Dragon King of Wujiang really determined to have a heavy rain for thirty days? He actually tried to destroy the sacrifice."
Originally, if the sacrifice went well, the heavy rain would subside, but the Dragon King of Wujiang didn't seem to want to see such a situation and destroyed the sacrifice. The result would be different.
"Let's go over and have a look."
When something unexpected happened, Li Xiuyuan couldn't leave at ease, so he headed towards the Baosha.
At this time, from a hut near Baosha, an old man who was nearly 70 years old walked out on crutches. He looked at the sky and then turned back and said: "The anger of the Dragon King of Wujiang is not willing to be calmed down so easily. I must go to the Dragon King of Wujiang in person."
, seeking reconciliation.”
"Old Jijiu, do you need me to do anything?"
In the hut, there was a man in official uniform with a fair face and a slightly fat face who said nervously.
The old man in front of me used to be the court's sacrificial wine, and was responsible for the large and small sacrificial activities of the court. Now he is old and takes care of himself in Guobei City. This time, the Dragon King of Wujiang asked him to invite this old sacrificial wine to preside over the ceremony.
Dragon King Sacrifice.
"You don't need to do anything. It's just that I'm old and my blood is weak. I'm afraid I won't be able to come back. The prefect just needs to prepare a thin coffin for me. I'll be sitting here later. If you see my body,
If you fall to the sky and fall to the ground, it will be done. If you see my body lying on the ground, it will not be done. If it is not done, you should remember to remove the top of the temple and set up an altar at the highest point of the temple to find your destiny.
A very noble person should write a sacrificial inscription and go on stage to worship. Only in this way can it be possible to appease the anger of the Dragon King of Wujiang."
The old priest opened his mouth and said.
"If things don't work out, how can we find someone with a very noble destiny?" the prefect asked.
The old priest said: "Whoever can stand on the altar is a person with a very noble destiny. Most of these people are literati. You can find them among literati. Remember, remember."
After saying that, the old priest walked out of the hut and sat cross-legged on the ground.
After hearing him murmur a few words, he closed his eyes tightly, his head hung down, and he lost all breath.
"Old Jijiu is dead."
The nearby government officials were shocked when they saw this.
"Don't touch the old sacrificial wine." The prefect drank it hurriedly.
"Isn't it true? In this kind of weather, the ghost is out of body?" Li Xiuyuan saw a figure rising from the ground and rushing into the clouds, and his expression changed.
There are many taboos about ghosts leaving the body. In such thunderstorm weather, ghosts leaving the body is simply seeking death. It is impossible for any cultivator to do this.
But soon he understood something.
This is a certain expert in the city who is desperately trying to plead for the lives of all the people. Maybe that person has never thought about coming back.
Li Xiuyuan immediately strode towards the place where the ghost rose.
At this moment, the ghost of the old sacrificial wine in the city rushed into the depths of the clouds and saw the black dragon shuttle among the clouds.
"Dragon King Wujiang, please calm down the anger in your heart, stop the heavy rain, and let the people have peace. As long as the heavy rain stops, the government promises to build twenty Dragon King temples for you, ensuring continuous incense every year."
The old sacrificial wine bowed to the Wujiang Dragon King who was flying through the dark clouds.
"Ouch~!"
However, the answer to the old sacrificial wine was a huge dragon roar, and then the dark clouds tore a hole, and a huge dragon slapped hard, with the sound of wind and thunder.
The old Jijiu sighed helplessly. He was already old and frail, and his ghost was not real. He came out of his body this time with the belief that there would be no return. Now that the Dragon King of Wujiang is taking action, he is no match for him. In the end, he has to face Baosha.
The person nearby breathed his last breath, and then was hit by the dragon's tail, and the ghost exploded directly into the clouds.
"Look, Lao Jijiu's body has fallen." Outside the hut, the guard guarding Lao Jijiu's body exclaimed.
"Which side did it fall on?" The prefect hurriedly walked out of the hut.
But at first glance, he looked a little pale.
However, the corpse of Old Jijiu fell to the ground, face down, soaked in the rain.
Failed.
The prefect shuddered. Old Jijiu had said before that if the body fell to the ground, the matter would not be successful.
"Quickly, quickly build an altar on top of the temple, and then inform all the scholars in the city to come here. If, if anyone doesn't come, send someone to arrest them. Go quickly, and by the way, buy another coffin.
Place the body of Lord Jijiu."
He said nervously with a bit of fear.
"Yes, sir." A group of guards left immediately.
As a prefect, he couldn't be nervous and afraid. If the heavy rain really rained for thirty days, floods would spread and victims would be everywhere, and he, the prefect, would be doomed.
Although he is usually greedy for money and lustful, and may reach the position of magistrate, he is not a stupid person. He knows what is important and what cannot be relaxed.
"died?"
When Li Xiuyuan arrived, he saw a police officer guarding a hut. An old man who was nearly 70 years old had no breath at the moment. He fell into the cold rain and his body was already stiff.
Although he only had a glance before, he was certain that this old man was the one who left his body and prayed for the lives of all people.
But such a virtuous person never came back.
And the heavy rain hasn't stopped yet.
The result was obvious, the old man probably died in the hands of the Dragon King of Wujiang.
Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but fell silent, and a sadness enveloped his heart.
"Let me go, let me go. I am a scholar and a student. After this college examination, I will be a scholar. Why do you guys take care of me?"
However, at this moment, the police officers came one after another with the scholars from the city.
Some scholars did not cooperate and kept struggling, but some looked anxious and did not need to be forced by the guards, so they strode this way in the heavy rain.
Most of these scholars are children who have passed the college entrance examination, and there are also some local talents.
"That man, that man is also a scholar, why don't you arrest him?" A plain-looking scholar pointed at Li Xiuyuan and shouted.
"Really? That's just right."
A police officer came over and said, "Scholar, please come with us."
"What do you want to do to my young master?" The guards on the left and right shouted and stopped the officer.