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Chapter 27 Someone came to ask, Miao Zhuxian stretched out his hand

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"What? Pray for rain?"

In the Hubo Temple, Ao Yan looked at the village chief Wu Liujiu in surprise. Beside him was a group of villagers coming together, with about a dozen. Behind Ao Yan, there were quietly standing a boy in green forever.

"Yes, Xiao Ao, you can go to our fields to see. There has been no rain for two months, and the soil has been dry and cracked. The well in the middle of the village has been dry for about ten days."

Wu Liujiu pulled Ao Yan to sit on the cushion, licked his lips and continued.

"It was almost rainy season, but I don't know why this time. God didn't give us a little rain to the east, but it was raining to the west. We all discussed it and thought that the Land Temple and the God of Wealth Temple were not reliable, and the Hubo Temple was the most realistic. Didn't you say that Master Hubo taught you your skills last time? If it really doesn't work, you are close to Hubo, so go and beg him?"

At this time, Changming also wrote on his back: "I originally wanted to tell you that the village has been raining for many days, and the villagers are really suffering. This is an opportunity. Now that most people in the village believe you, but most people don't believe you, why don't you use this to make the rest believe you?"

Ao Yan smiled bitterly, he knew about these things too.

It’s not that he can’t do rainfall. As Hu Bo, this rainfall technique is the spell he owns. But in a place as big as Xiangliu Village, if a light rain falls, he will have to spend at least fifty incense, a moderate rain falls to one hundred incense, a heavy rain falls to one hundred incense, and a heavy rain falls to two hundred incense.

Not to mention that the heavy rain in the fall completely resolves the current villagers' crisis, he cannot solve the urgent problem even if the fall is small.

There are only ten incense sticks on Fu Zhao, what can you do?

After thinking about it, Ao Yan suddenly thought of a question and said, "By the way, old man, isn't the water in Xiangliu Lake sufficient? Why don't you go there to fetch water?"

"This..." A group of old men looked at me, and I looked at you, looking at you, looking at you with a difficult face.

"What? But what's the difficulty? You might as well say it. If you can do your part for everyone, you will definitely not be lazy." Ao Yan smiled slightly and said comfortingly.

"Ah..." one of the old men sighed.

Wu Liujiu said: "Sixty or seventy years ago, a water ghost appeared in Xiangliu Lake. Three years ago, every year, people drowned unknown and could not even find the body. Who would dare to go?"

Ao Yan was stunned. Water ghost, is it another water ghost?

Nowadays, Xiangliu Lake is not familiar with the fish in the entire lake. If you listen to the fish in the whole lake, you will not have any water ghosts. I have never seen them before. Could it be that they are talking about Qingyu?

Shake your head and immediately deny it.

Qingyu only has spiritual energy but no karma. It wouldn’t be so. It seems that the strangeness in this matter has not been resolved.

At this time, I felt a chill on my back. It turned out that Changming was writing again. I only felt that he wrote: "There is indeed something strange in the lake. Yesterday, when I passed by Xiangliu Lake, I found that there was an unknown thing that disappeared in just a flash. Before I could see it clearly, I thought it was a water ghost. I don't know what method to use this thing, and I couldn't find it again. This thing must be still in the lake."

Ao Yan nodded.

This matter must be let go first. Xiangliu Lake listened to him. It is not difficult to find this guy. The most urgent thing is rainfall.

Now that he has become a Hubo, he has Fu Zhao’s blessing and does not avoid the cold and heat. Naturally, he has little feeling about the heat and drought outside, but the villagers are mortals.

After a while of concentration, Ao Yan finally made up his mind and could only give it a try.

The rain will fall no matter what. If it does not fall or cannot fall, the villagers will definitely doubt their abilities and doubt the Hubo. The source of the incense that has finally been established will definitely collapse.

The villagers saw Ao Yan nodding and shook his head and nodding again, and were confused, so they were anxious to have an answer.

Just as I was about to ask, Ao Yan suddenly pinched his fingers and said to everyone: "Before the day after tomorrow, I would like to ask the village to prepare the incense table for me. The incense table needs to be painted with vermilion paint and placed in yellow cloth. A brand new incense burner is placed in the middle, and candles are placed on the left and right. I also need a wooden sword..."

Ao Yan said, looking at him as he swept a series of objects in the temple to see which ones should be replaced and those should not be added.

Everyone listened carefully and found that there seemed to be many exquisite things inside, so they thought it was the key, so they did not dare to miss it at all, so they listened intently.

"The most important thing is-" Ao Yan paused.

His eyes turned back, swept over everyone, everyone looked at him nervously, waiting for the following text.

"I will open the altar to cast spells and rain before three o'clock. If it fails, I will know that Hu Bo will definitely succeed. But!"

Ao Yan paused, and everyone's hearts were hanging.

"But, Hubo has a personality, that is, he loves face and likes pious people the most. At that time, all men, women, young and old in the village will come. Kowtow and burn incense must be sincere, otherwise, if there is something wrong-"

Ao Yan didn't say it, but just glanced at everyone, and his meaning was self-evident.

"Don't worry, leave this matter to me. As a village chief, the old man still has this ability!" Wu Liujiu's chest slapped loudly.

Ao Yan looked at the old man of this age, his goatee was shaking violently, and then he saw that the others were also in such a look. He was quite satisfied and immediately dispersed everyone and went to prepare.

Although it was said that it was for the sake of rain and everyone in the village obeyed the arrangements, the young people who originally did not believe in Hubo still had a stiff temper, but that was okay. Wu Liujiu's village was famous for its temper in the village. In the early years, it was very tough, but now that he is old, his temper has not disappeared, but has risen a lot.

At this time, he is very important to speak, and secondly, everyone knows the temper of this village chief.

Those young people who refused to go, under the strength of this village, had to agree unwillingly.

Wu Liujiu also understood their thoughts, and some things should not be forced, but he said: "You all have parents, children, wives in your family. If you don't die, do you have the heart to watch them die of drought? No matter whether it succeeds or fails, you have to try it."

After hearing this, those who were reluctant to come were silent.

Of course, there was one person who was the only one Wu Liujiu didn’t call, and that was the old man Xin Shixin, but this guy came uninvited.

In order to prepare for these, Wu Liujiu personally paid for the big head to take action, while the rest of the people asked Carpenter Xu, who had retreated from the town of the village, to saw a large peach tree in the south of the village to make a carved table with auspicious clouds and tiger heads, and asked the painter to apply high-quality vermilion lacquer that only high-ranking officials could use.

After someone was dry, spread a roll of brand new turmeric figless silk cloth.

The center is filled with auspicious beast Baxia, and the copper three-legged incense burner carried by the sacred pendant is burned, and three high-quality green sandalwood and red incense of the same length are burned.

The reason why there are not five branches is because the three branches of incense represent the three talents of heaven, earth and man.

The middle and lower layers of the furnace are loess, the middle layers are white sand, and the upper layers are glutinous rice, which is naturally a matter of particularity.
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