Summon the Big Boss

Chapter 508 Five Hundred Seventh Pray for Rain

"The immortal master only needs to come forward to pray for rain, and there is a hundred taels of silver to see if it will be successful. At this time, the drought is severe and the people are emotionally excited, so they need to give people a little hope."

"If it doesn't work, since the immortal master hastened away in secret, the old man will find a corpse and throw it on the stage for the common people to vent."

"If the immortal master doesn't believe it, the immortal master can participate in the whole process of making the Rain Prayer Terrace, replace the corpses used, or prepare them in advance for the immortal master to inspect."

The three words of the old man completely moved Liu San.

No one dares to earn money that is life-threatening.

If you just take a certain risk... that's another matter.

After all, almost all "sudden wealth" must bear corresponding risks.

The old man retreated back quietly, the expression on his face was still pious and respectful, the gray beard grew on his thin and wrinkled face, and the word 'kindness' was written no matter how he looked at it.

Liu San stood up slowly from the bamboo chair.

Solemnly and full of pity, he looked at those kneeling people.

"Alas... this severe drought is actually caused by some people disrespecting the gods, which caused the gods to be angry. Although I have selfishness with the gods, I don't want to interfere in such mortal affairs."

"It's just... if the drought continues like this, it is destined to starve and die everywhere, and the land will be thousands of miles away. I can't bear it, so I can only open the altar to pray. See if there is room for maneuver."

Although Liu San agreed to pray for rain, he still didn't finish his sentence.

Instead, there is a certain amount of leeway.

At the same time, he pulled a tiger skin on himself.

The old man on the side still kowtowed in gratitude, as if he really believed Liu San's nonsense.

But he said repeatedly in his mouth: "It's so good! It's so good!"

"But I don't know when the immortal master will open the altar, when will he pray for rain, and where is the altar of Dharma?"

Liu San turned his small eyes, pointed to the wild temple behind him and said: "There is no need for a platform, and there is no need to spend a lot of effort and money. After three days... I will pray for rain in this temple. Although this place is remote, it is In the blessed land of Lingshan, there are also virtuous and true immortals who live here forever."

"It's better than any altar in this world."

Liu San was a little more careful.

Although the old man agreed to let him participate in the whole process of building the platform.

He still couldn't believe it.

Because of being deceived all the year round, there are several secret caves hidden in Liu San's wild temple. Something is wrong, and Liu San is ready to run away at any time.

The old man agreed with a twinkle in his eyes.

Instead, he followed the old man, and the young men standing behind him showed a bit of disdain.

Regarding the matter of praying for rain, the old man, together with several of his nephews, did not have any hope.

What they really made up their minds about were the ancient wells in Wang Village next door.

There is also the Liuwang River shared by the two villages.

When Liu San fails to pray for rain, they will definitely let Liu San leave.

But the one who accepted the 'punishment' instead of Liu San would not be a dead person, but a fool who had no father or mother in the Liu family village to which the old man belonged.

Because Wangcun is the wealthiest in Shili Baxiang, and there are several wealthy households, Wangcun alone bears most of the money for praying for rain this time.

If the prayer for rain fails, the money will be lost... the people in Wang Village must bear the brunt of the pain and be the most angry.

Once someone dies in Liujia Village, it can occupy the cause and arouse the villagers' hatred of the same enemy.

Dingdangdu made up his mind to go to seize the water source.

The calculation here, although not on the stage, is really sneaky, not enough for outsiders to understand.

Only the few most trustworthy juniors in the family know about the old man's schemes.

As long as you live long enough, many things in this world will no longer be an obstacle.

Morality, ethics, conscience, etc... are just bullshit for an old man who wants to continue to live, to keep his family and village alive.

Of course, Liu San will not end well.

The reason why the old man came to Liu San to pray for rain was to catch him.

Knowing that Liu San secretly hid a woman and a child in Hongmen Town, seventy miles away.

The money he has cheated and abducted over the years has been mostly placed with his own women and children, but he dare not publicize it to the outside world, lest the deceived enemies come to his door.

After getting a hundred taels of silver, Liu San will definitely run away with his wife and children.

And the manpower arranged by the old man has already guarded Hongmen Town, just waiting for Liu Sanzi to fall into the trap.

Three days later, the prayer for rain began.

Not too much particularity.

Wearing a strange costume, Liu San pretended to dance again, a messy dance.

In his hand, he was holding a 'dharma weapon' he had randomly made, shaking it constantly.

The whole person was like having a convulsion, trembling vigorously, chanting a mess of words and notes in his mouth.

These are meaningless, just for show.

Wait until the prelude is almost over.

Liu San didn't know whether it was because of his conscience, or because he felt that he had to take something.

He began to pray for rain with the spell he knew.

In the past, he just used this spell to beg for some small things.

The smaller the matter, the greater the probability of success.

However, the wish of begging to get rich, to be a high official, and to be an emperor has never been realized.

Every time he failed, a spot like snakeskin would grow on the sole of his foot.

Now Liu San's soles are covered with snake spots.

The more the mantra was chanted, the faster it was, and the more urgent it was.

Liu San suddenly started jumping up again.

This time his dance was no longer a random dance, but a weird and weird rhythm.

His body seems to be twisted into any unimaginable shape, making some creepy movements.

The old man's descendants looked on in amazement.

There was no piety on the faces of the crowd around him.

Only the old man felt a little weird.

He seemed to see absolute fear from Liu San's face with a mask, through the mask, through his eyes.

Suddenly, Liu San's body could no longer bear these weird movements.

His skin began to tear.

Bright red blood seeped out from the broken skin wound.

At the same time, above the sky, even though the sky was blue and white, there were still bursts of muffled thunder.

After a while, a black and red cloud floated inexplicably, covering the tops of the mountains, and the entire northern part of Min country, and even based on this, it spread towards more and wider areas.

Liu San's dancing and chanting became faster and faster.

Gradually, he was no longer seen.

However, there were many bright red bloody footprints on the ground in front of the wild temple gate.

And this bloody footprint seems to be drawing a talisman... drawing an extremely strange, but extremely powerful talisman.

"Quick! Stop him!" Although the old man didn't know why, his years of experience and instinct made him want to stop all this from happening.

But the appearance of dark clouds made people frenzied. They frantically kowtowed to Liu San and frantically prayed for the heavy rain to come.

When the old man said these words, he was knocked to the ground by two strong men with sticks.

Even the juniors of the old man did not stand up to stop it.

Perhaps...the plan to frame Wangcun is perfect.

But if you don't have to do this, you can get rain to water the earth, why bother?
Wang Village... After all, it is the strongest village in the world.

Boom!

The thunder was rolling, and the red and black clouds were rolling continuously, as if there were countless innocent souls and ghosts, entangled and struggling in it.

In the next second, a small amount of rain... seemed to have fallen down.

Feeling the coolness above their heads and the icy feeling of the rain hitting their bodies, people cheered one after another.

　There are more!Everyone wait a moment!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)