The drought has lasted for nearly two and a half months, and the hot sun hangs in the sky, without any sympathy. Its hot sunlight is burning the dry land.

The medicinal materials that can be harvested in Dajing Town, whether it has reached the harvest or not, were basically all harvested by the medicinal farmers, and nothing left.

But as the season is about to pass, the land is dry and unreasonable. If the seeds of medicinal materials are not planted, this year it will be really unrecovered.

The tap water supply in the town has basically fallen into a state of paralysis, and every household needs water. However, the water source can be mentioned, but it is nearly ten kilometers away from the town.

People who own cars carry large buckets and small buckets to transport water, while people who don’t have cars have to choose to go to the street to buy mineral water to make a living, which has also caused the price of mineral water to soar.

There are not many people walking around on the street. The streets where people are usually coming and going are now deserted and unbelievable. The owners of various shops are also sitting listlessly in the store, doing nothing.

If there is any place in the town that is quite lively now, it is undoubtedly the Dragon King Temple that is usually forgotten behind people's minds. Basically, all day long, local people who come to pray for the gods and pray for rain are active in the dilapidated Dragon King Temple, burning incense and worshiping.

On the contrary, the River God Temple in the town has long been forgotten. This small temple built by the river and like a thatched hut has not even a decent statue of the god, only a tablet that is less than twenty centimeters tall.

The common people are always very realistic, and they don’t bow to the statue of the Dragon Prince. Who would come to such a remote small temple to ask the river gods of the local river to rain?

But at around 1:00 this afternoon, a big incident happened in the town. To be precise, another lively thing happened. A band walked onto the street in a hot and hot manner. A young Taoist priest was wearing a golden robe and walked in front of the team, shaking the Sanqing bell, and headed straight to Guangong Temple.

The most striking thing is that behind this strange band, four older middle-aged Taoist priests followed the band. While lying behind, "...Food is the most important thing for people, food is the main thing, and food is the basis. If there is no food, people will not survive. Without water, food will not grow. Since this spring, God has cherished rain, no flow in the lower realm, the river shrinks and the rivers dry up. The fields are cracked, the crops are withered, the people are in panic, and the officials are worried. Now my disciples report to the God of the River to pray for the rain to bring blessings. The merits are immeasurable!"

Many people heard the prayer quotations that the four middle-aged Taoist priests recited repeatedly. At first, they felt a little confused. But after listening carefully twice, everyone understood.

This strange team actually invited the gods to pray for rain... But why did you not raise the statue of the Dragon Prince, but you would go on a street with a sign of the divine position that said what kind of river god is?

Most of the elderly in the town knew that there was a river temple on the bank of the river. Anyone who caught fish, shrimps and crabs by the river when he was a child also went to the river temple and knew that it was a dilapidated small temple.

Later, with the increase of upstream industrial enterprises and local people poisoned the river, the number of fish and shrimp in the river decreased sharply, and even children were strictly prohibited by parents to swim.

There are fewer people going to the riverside, so naturally I know that there are fewer people in the River God Temple. Who told Yu Ji, the River God, to work in Dajing Town for decades, and never did even a good thing for the local people?

Therefore, when Yang Shixuan led the team personally, Zhao Shen and Zhu Qinggen accompanied him to invite the gods, and walked through the middle street of the town like a swaying city, many people showed confusion.

Because these people have never even heard of a river god in Dajing Town, let alone the people who ask the Dragon Prince to rain without any reaction. Can you ask the river god be effective?

Few people believe that this strange team can really get rain, but the Chinese people like to watch the fun is well-known all over the world.

In addition, the four middle-aged Taoist priests who came out this time were four Taoist priests with extremely high exposure in the town, and the most solemnly dressed in the front of the team. Isn’t it just Taoist priest Ling Yunzi who would kill a casino some time ago?

Once Yang Shixuan, who had a certain legendary color, was exposed, and undoubtedly immediately attracted many residents from the town to follow the team to Guangong Temple. The team had already grown to more than a hundred people when he returned from the River Temple by the Riverside Temple to Guangong Temple in the town.

The band that often mourns the dead was specially invited by Yang Shixuan for 800 yuan. The purpose is very simple, just to make a big noise and attract more people to pay attention to this matter.

It is obvious that Yang Shixuan's purpose has been achieved. Under the scorching sun, the Guan Gong Temple gate was filled with local people who heard the news and watched the lively. At a glance, they almost filled the entire road with black heads.

Yang Shixuan had already set up an altar in the open space in Guangong Temple. After inviting the position of the River God into Guangong Temple, he covered the gate of the main temple inside with a yellow cloth, and the altar was set two meters in front of the yellow cloth.

The sound of blowing and beating stopped abruptly, and Zhao Shen respectfully placed the position of the River God on the altar, then bowed and took two steps back before standing aside.

Yang Shixuan, the protagonist of the Dharma Assembly, came to the altar without hesitation. After coughing gently, his face showed a compassionate expression and bowed to the position of the River God.

Yang Shixuan stood in front of the altar and said loudly: "The river god lives in the Immortal Palace and controls the water of a town. The people live in the world and admire the god of the Immortal Palace. The river god blesses the people, so the people respect the river god. The river god ignores the people, so the people do not believe in the river god. The upper and lower levels are related, and the gods and people depend on each other!"

The bright eyes swept across the faces of all the onlookers at the scene one by one. Yang Shixuan paused for a moment and continued to say in a louder voice: "There has been raining in the town for a long time. The rivers have dried up, the fields have cracked, the wells are waterless, the crops have withered yellow, the people are living in poverty, and the drinking water of all animals has no source. This is a sign of a major disaster. I hope the river god will bring down sweet rain to relieve my drought. As a sign of sincerity, before midnight tonight, I will mobilize the people of the town to burn incense 9,999 times. This is the heart and mind, and the heaven and earth can express it!"

"Get out of the way, let go..." Just as Yang Shixuan finished speaking, the local people gathered at the entrance of Guan Gong Temple suddenly had a commotion. Zhu Yongkang pulled the crowd and squeezed in desperately. Behind him were five or six young and strong men, each carrying a big box.

After finally squeezing out of the crowd, Zhu Yongkang gasped and sweated, and said to Yang Shixuan standing in front of the altar: "According to your instructions, two carts of bamboo sticks and one cart of incense burners have been bought all!"

While talking, the young men who came in with Zhu Yongkang put big boxes on the ground. When they opened it, they found that it was full of bamboo sticks.

The three small trucks parked at the entrance of the temple successively moved dozens of cartons of similar size, including bamboo sticks and incense burners.

In order to purchase this batch of supplies, Zhu Yongkang took a bus to the county early in the morning. The more than 30,000 yuan he brought with him was spent all the money and came back in an empty pocket.

There were so many incense burners and so many bamboo sticks, which were divided into two rows by Yang Shixuan, Zhao Shen and others. Then they took out the incense burners one by one, and then they directly surrounded the altar and placed the incense burners, one by one, and soon the altar was surrounded and it was scattered.

After doing all this, Yang Shixuan slowly straightened his waist and bowed to everyone present with a solemn expression and said, "Fusheng Immortal Heavenly Lord! I have made great wishes in front of the River God for praying for rain today. I also asked all the villagers to mobilize their relatives and friends to come and burn incense. I will not take any money, just to pray for rain and relieve drought!"

Everyone had eyes on their foreheads. They were like bamboo sticks like a small hill, and the dense incense burner that was placed around the altar. They could not buy it without tens of thousands of dollars!

But Yang Shixuan said now that he would not take any money, which means he would burn incense for free! Just because of the wonder of the last time he invited the Land God statue to open the altar, it was enough to make many people willing to try it.

After Yang Shixuan said this, he silently turned around and bowed respectfully to the altar in the courtyard. Then he sat on the cushion in front of the altar, crossed his legs and closed his eyes, and recited the raincoat text.

Zhao Shen and others had already received guidance from Yang Shixuan in advance. After seeing him sitting cross-legged, Zhu Qinggen stood up first, lit a row of red candles, untied the ropes of bamboo sticks, and spread them on a long table in front of the red candle.

Zhu Qinggen said loudly: "Dear fellow Taoists, fellow Taoists generously donated tens of thousands of funds to purchase these materials and set up a rain prayer altar. Isn't it just to help us pray for rain and relieve drought? As long as the people in our town can burn these bamboo sticks before midnight, Taoist Ling Yunzi said that heavy rain will come to our town to alleviate our drought!"

As he said that, Zhu Qinggen grabbed the bamboo sticks on the table and raised his hand high above his head, "It is a big event for all of us to burn incense and pray for rain. Incense is not paid for, just to quench thirst for rain!"

At this time, Zhao Shen and his friends who had been staying in the crowd in advance came up and stood up one after another, shouted and walked towards the long table, "Anyway, there is no loss, let's burn incense to see if it will rain. Tonight, God will it rain!"

Everyone's curiosity was fully mobilized, and with no loss, everyone was willing to come in and burn incense to see if it would rain at night!

The Guangong Temple suddenly surged, and the news spread to ten, ten hundred, and it soon spread to the village below. When people heard that the Taoist priests in Guangong Temple opened an altar to pray for rain and participated in the free incense. Whether they believed it or did not, they almost rushed to the town...

Soon, the more than 200 incense burners were filled with bamboo sticks by the local people who flocked to it. The incense was so strong that it was enough to make the gods in the world stunned! (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!