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Chapter 094

As Luo Tianxian and his wife guessed, the entire Nanhu Province was as dry as a big stove, but only the heavy rain fell for three hours and twenty-three minutes in Dajing Town, which not only washed away the heat that had lasted for months, but also made the entire Dajing become birds singing and flowers.

The fields were filled with rain, and the dry river channel had once again experienced the grand occasion before the drought. The river water rose and the water level reached a normal level. The upstream and downstream of the river channel inexplicably raised mounds, blocking the river water in Dajing Town, which was amazing.

Here, you can't find any trace of drought, and you can see the smiles on the faces of local people everywhere. Media reporters who came from all directions seemed to have unified their opinions and never mention any Dharma Assembly. If you catch an expert and scholar, you will ask questions.

On the contrary, the people in Dajing Town were directly ignored by these media reporters because all media reporters asked the local people at the beginning, but who told them to speak Dharma Assembly and to make the River God appear? This is a modern society, monsters and monsters must firmly resist!

Therefore, those experts and scholars who came to Dajing Town to investigate the situation became enthusiastic targets of media reporters. Faced with this bizarre situation, these people can always find some reasonable explanations...

Guan Gong Temple is still full of pilgrims. A heavy rain washed away months of worries and brought new hope. Ling Yunzi, the magical Taoist priest who tried to pray for rain at the altar, became a household name in the town.

Everyone remembers that before Master Ling Yunzi succeeded in asking for rain, he made an oath to hold a three-day Dharma Assembly in the town to praise the great kindness of the River God.

It is said that the incense burner in Guangong Temple was replaced with another batch. Taoist Master Ling Yunzi recited scriptures and mantras in front of the altar. He sang the praises of the river god to show his spirit to benefit the people. His lips were dry and his blood was bleeding, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered. It is said that he would take at least twelve hours a day, and it took three days to fulfill his wish.

Occasionally, some local medicinal farmers hesitate to go to the temple to burn incense because of various things, but others passing by will use this matter to teach these people a lesson...

"Look at what Priest Ling Yunzi is like. His lips are dry, his throat is swollen, and he has no strength to speak. Why is he doing? Isn't it for the heavy rain in our town? He has no fields to plant. He is so desperate to help us, so how can you not go?"

People who are often taught a lesson will mutter in a low voice, "But did the TV experts say last night that it will rain in our town. It's because the weather changes suddenly, and there is a ball..."

"Experts of the TV station? You might as well believe them, but you might as well believe in my family's wealth! What kind of bullshit weather changes suddenly? If you have the ability, ask them to go to another place to change? I will tell you that the river god has really appeared. If you don't go and fulfill your wish, just wait for bad luck!"

So, these people who didn't want to go there were also half-spoken and half-spoken farm work. They rushed to Guangong Temple empty-handedly. Anyway, the fragrance is free, so let's just feel at ease!

Yang Shixuan is completely famous this time. There are few people in the town who don’t know him. Many old men and women will bring some eggs, mineral water, etc. when they come to burn incense and fulfill their wishes. Before they know it, a small mountain bag was piled up in the temple.

Once this person becomes famous, all kinds of troubles will inevitably come to the door... Early this morning, when Yang Shixuan was just energetic and was about to go to the altar to continue, a middle-aged man in his fifties came in outside Guan Gong Temple. He was dark-skinned and wearing a black jacket and a briefcase under his armpit in a hot day, like a township entrepreneur.

He walked in from outside and saw the golden robe Yang Shixuan was wearing, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face, "Oh, I guess you are Ling Yunzi, right? I have long admired Daming, haha, long admired Daming... Hello!"

Looking at the other party's hand that was stretched out, Yang Shixuan stretched out his hand without hitting the smiling person. He politely reached out and gently shook it with him, and then hesitated: "You are..."

"Haha, I'll introduce myself first." The middle-aged man lifted his belt and smiled like a Maitreya Buddha. "My surname is Zhou, and my name is a single name and a unique character. He is the general manager of the Dafa Chinese Medicinal Materials Planting Company next door. Just call me Lao Zhou. I'm here today, but it's actually..."

"If you are here to invite me to come and ask for rain, then don't speak." Yang Shixuan noticed that many people had come in from Guan Gong Temple one after another. He had to smile bitterly and shook his head and said, "I am so humble. I have been praying for rain for the people of Dajing Town this time, and I have been seriously injured..."

"Is the vitality damaged?" Unexpectedly, after hearing Yang Shixuan's words, Zhou Xian actually showed a look of understanding on his face, and said with a smile: "I understand, I understand... You see, is this possible?"

He took out a bulging envelope from somewhere like a magic trick. Zhou Xian handed the envelope to Yang Shixuan, and then asked meaningfully: "If the Taoist priest still doesn't think it's enough, the price is easy to discuss!"

"Mr. Zhou, what do you mean?!" Yang Shixuan's face changed suddenly. He pushed open the envelope handed by Zhou Xian with righteousness, and said with great excitement: "I tried my best to set up an altar to pray for rain, and even sold the pot to pay tens of thousands of dollars for what? It's just that the people are healthy. You actually use... it's actually... puff!!"

Yang Shixuan was so excited that he couldn't do it. Before he finished speaking, everyone saw Yang Shixuan's face turned red, and he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood. He then took several steps back and leaned against the altar with a pale face.

Zhou Xian seemed to want to say something, but the people who were watching the fun stopped doing it. Look at the Taoist Master Ling Yunzi is full of righteousness, and then look at you, a fat black man, with a vulgar and philanthropic look. This is the gap! The huge gap in character!

Immediately, several middle-aged people stood up and cursed at Zhou Xian: "How many stinky money are there so many stinky money? Do you think Ling Yunzi will give you this little stinky money? If you didn't see the real person, you would get bleeding from it? Geng Guang Guang, bring your stinky money and get out of here, and then use the money to insult the real person. We won't spare you!"

The middle-aged man who spoke was full of confidence because he had noticed that many old men and ladies in the temple had already shown bad expressions to Zhou...

Poor Zhou Xian became a victim of Yang Shixuan's surrender. He spent money to hire someone to do something, but in the end he almost caused a public outrage! Why bother!

There was a bit of sharp edge on his back, and Zhou Xian didn't dare to stay any longer, so he had to put the money away, then escaped from Guangong Temple in shame, got on an Audi A6 and left.

At the same time, the local people who came to Guan Gong Temple to burn incense became extremely pure when they looked at Yang Shixuan's eyes, which was a kind of respect from the heart!

As a result, not long after the incident happened, news spread in the town, saying that a nouveau riche from Yandang Town next door brought more than 200,000 yuan in cash to the temple to ask Taoist Priest Ling Yunzi to go to Yandang Town to open the altar, but Taoist Priest Ling Yunzi scolded him harshly. In the end, due to the hard work over the past few days and the anger of being insulted, the real person vomited blood and fell into a coma, and was rushed to the inner courtyard to rest. He changed to Taoist Priest's junior brother Sun Bucai to take over his original position.

When many people hear this rumor, their first reaction is to go to Guangong Temple to care about the Taoist priest's body. Of course, a small number of people have included this matter in the category of show, but who would pay attention to them?

Time flies and a full three days passed. The three-day altar promised by Yang Shixuan also officially ended at 7:30 pm on the third day. When the altar was removed, Yang Shixuan was covered in red light on the side, and there was no sign of weakness.

On the contrary, after he fell down, Sun Bucai, who had to take over the position of continuing to praise the River God, was now numb and almost turned into a walking corpse...

"Finally, it's over!" Looking at the altar that had been placed in the yard for four days, and was slowly removed by Zhao Shen and the others, Yang Shixuan smiled, but more of it was a feeling of relief!

Only he knew the best in his heart that he had been worried about how much time and how many things he had prepared in a panic manner for the rain.

Taking the official title of senior brother Wang Ruifeng as a guarantee, raising money everywhere and selling money. How many outsiders can understand the hardships?

Fortunately, the God of Luck is still on his side this time. He is responsible for millions of lynx debts, and finally completed this rainfall, and the rewards are also generous and shocking!

Not to mention the day when we prayed for rain, the altar was only opened for three days, but the incense burner had been replaced five times, and more than 200 incense burners were removed each time.

In addition, the more than 600 incense burners were replaced on the first day. In total, it was calculated that in the Guangong Temple alone, more than 1,700 incense burners were devoted to these few days. This is definitely an astronomical figure!

What's more, because Yang Shixuan cooperated properly in the world, this heavy rain almost drove all the people in Dajing Town. The River God Temple, which was about to be forgotten by the people in the town, was enthusiastically sought after by the local people, and there was constant incense all day long.

It is said that several major drug users in the town have discussed it. Just wait for the new batch of herbal seeds to be sown, and they will immediately raise funds to renovate the dilapidated River Temple.

According to the report of the immortal officials sent by Yang Shixuan to supervise the Heshen Temple, in these three days, nearly 100 incense burners in the Heshen Temple were successfully consecrated every day. Overall, it is...

"Two thousand incense burners are dedicated! Hahahahaha... I'm rich!!" (To be continued...)
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