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Chapter 50 Rainfall
"Three feet of rope will last a lifetime."

Jing Chu stared at the thing in the man's arms with dark eyes, making it difficult to see the expression in his eyes.

"What's going on?" Zhu Leng frowned. It was so early in the afternoon that he felt a creepy feeling.

When the old man chased him, the man had already gone away.

The old man was so anxious that he stamped his feet and slapped his legs. It took him a long time to react and look at Jing Chu and the two.

The old man's face was covered with the ravines of time, his eyes were cloudy, and he looked at the two people suspiciously.

"Who are you?"

"Old man, we are disciples from the Xiaoyao Sect who have come to make rain for you."

When the old man heard this, his eyes immediately lit up, and his white eyeballs became much brighter.

"Master Immortal!" the old man yelled, making a gesture to kneel down. Jing Chu quickly helped the old man up with quick eyes and hands.

"Old man, just call me Jing Chu. This is Zhu Leng."

Hearing this, the old man couldn't hide his excitement and nodded repeatedly.

On the way the old man took them into the village, Jing Chu asked about the man just now.

Speaking of this, the old man's face was instantly filled with sadness.

He sighed and said, "His name is Li Ergou. He fled from the north and came to the village the year before last. Then he settled down in the village. He was doing well before.
I don't know why, but he suddenly went crazy. He often talked nonsense and sometimes got violent. I wanted to drive him out of the village, but no matter how the villagers drove him away, he would not leave.

He had no choice but to let him wander around the village. The villagers would automatically avoid him when they saw him. "

Hearing these words, Jing Chu had no reaction, and Zhu Leng continued to ask, "Then he said that it was the eighteenth day of the first lunar month, and what does it mean to get married in red?!"

Jing Chu followed behind and secretly observed the old man's expression. As expected, a trace of panic flashed across the old man's face, but it was concealed very well, and Zhu Leng didn't notice anything unusual.

"Well, then he fell in love with a girl in the village. Later, the girl married into a high-ranking family and became a young mistress. He didn't even think about it.

The girl was as beautiful as a flower, how could she fall in love with a poor boy like him? Yes, that girl had a childhood sweetheart, but her family disliked the boy's poor family and separated them abruptly. "

Hearing this, Zhu Leng just nodded slightly. This was someone else's family matter and it was not his turn to take care of it.

In the village, every household closed their doors and windows. The old man said with cheers in his voice, "Folks, General Da Zhuang has invited the Immortal Master back to us. Come out quickly! The Immortal Master is here to give us rain!"

Following the old man's voice, someone opened the window a crack and looked out with a horrified expression.

After noticing that there was nothing unusual, they all opened the door and walked out.

In a moment, Jing Chu and Zhu Leng were surrounded by a group of villagers.

When the villagers saw the two young men coming, they all cast questioning glances.

"Village Chief, have you made a mistake? These are two little brats whose hair hasn't even grown yet. Can you ask for rain?!"

"Yeah, yeah, don't be a liar again, right?!"

"Yes yes yes!"

When the villagers heard this, they all agreed.

The old man was frightened when he heard what they said. He waved his hands one after another to signal them to shut up, for fear of offending these two living gods.

Jing Chu looked around. The villagers all looked sallow due to malnutrition, their hair was brown and dry, and they looked miserable. Some of them had frightening fear in their eyes.

Perhaps due to lack of water, everyone's lips were dry and cracked, and some even oozed blood.

A little girl stood in front of her elders holding a rag doll, looking at Jing Chu timidly.

The little girl's hungry cheeks were sunken and skinny, and her pair of curious big eyes stood out in the eye sockets, as if they were about to fall off in the next second.

Jing Chu was veiled, revealing a pair of moist and bright eyes. She knelt down and looked at the little girl's level, then took out a candy from her sleeve and handed it to the little girl.

The little girl stared longingly at the candy in Jing Chu's hand, but she didn't dare to take it for a long time. Helpless, Jing Chu had no choice but to put it in the little girl's palm.Jing Chu's hand only touched the girl for a moment. For a long time, the girl felt that the remaining warmth of Jing Chu's hand was still on the cold palm.

The little girl's eyes became dull for a moment, then she raised her eyes and smiled at Jing Chu.

"Well, earlier we had several immortal masters in our village, but they didn't cause any trouble. They also defrauded us of all our money. The villagers were also scared of being deceived, so they said this. The two immortal masters Don’t blame me!”

As he spoke, the old man bent down and lowered his posture.

"It's okay." Jing Chu raised his hand to stop him.

Zhu Leng took a step forward and said, "Can you please take us to the fields?"

Hearing this, the old man responded repeatedly, "Okay, okay, okay!"

"Two immortal masters, please come here."

The two of them followed the old man for a short time before the scene in front of them suddenly became clear.

The land that connects one piece to another is extremely vast.

It's just that the cracks in these fields are as big as a fist, and even weeds can't grow, let alone crops.

I don’t know how long it took for it to open up such a big crack.

The old man felt uncomfortable seeing the land they relied on for a living in this state.

"Hey, it wasn't like this a few days ago, how come it's like this just a few days later!"

Zhu Leng observed the terrain, then turned to comfort him, "Old man, don't be anxious. You can go back first, and we will do the rest."

Hearing this, the old man hesitated a little. He glanced at the two of them and said, "I'd better stay. If I stay, I can help the two immortal masters."

"No need, old man. It's going to rain soon. You should go back and take shelter from the rain."

After listening to Jing Chu's words, the old man turned back to the village with hesitation, then hid behind a small slope and watched Jing Chu and the others quietly.

Jing Chu paid no attention to this.

Zhu Leng took out five blue flags from his storage bag. With a wave of his hand, the flags were automatically inserted into every corner of the field. If you look at it from the sky, you will find that the shape of the five flags is like a pentagon. Like a star.

Jing Chu couldn't help, so he stepped aside and took the umbrella out of the storage bag in advance.

Zhu Leng stood in the center of the formation, forming seals with his hands. Five flags emitted blue light and were connected to each other with Zhu Leng as the center.

In an instant, a huge magic circle filled with runes appeared under his feet, and then the whole person rose into the air and suspended in mid-air.

The old man who was hiding behind the small slope had never seen such a scene before. He was so frightened that his legs went weak and he fell to the ground.

After the magic circle was activated, it began to rotate, and the sky immediately became gloomy. A thick layer of dark clouds gathered over the village, as if it would collapse in the next second.

When the people in the village suddenly saw the gloomy sky, they couldn't help but forget their fear, opened the door and walked out, gathering in an open space and staring blankly at the sky.

The first drop of rain fell on the tip of the old man's nose. Feeling the moisture on the tip of his nose, the old man stretched out his hand and touched it. When he saw it, his hand was also wet. He didn't react for a long time.

The next second, heavy rain poured down, moistening everything.

In an instant, the old man hunched over and knelt on the ground tremblingly, laughing and crying.

It took a long time for the villagers to react. With joy on their faces, they stretched out their hands to catch the rainwater and kept putting it into their mouths.

Some people even knelt on the ground with a plop, clasping their hands and muttering something in their mouths.

Jing Chu stood at the edge of the field and looked at the young man with his clothes flying in the wind and rain, with a smile in his eyes.

The rain continued for a long time, and the water was turned off in many fields, and the cracks on the ground gradually healed.

Zhu Leng took back the magic weapon and stood on the slope with Jing Chu watching the villagers running in the rain.
Everyone's face showed the joy of surviving a desperate situation.

(End of this chapter)