I am a monster in both worlds

Chapter 42 Forced Prayer for Rain
"A year ago, Jiao came out of the Shuanglong River and diverted the water veins, so that there was no rain around and the ground was red for hundreds of miles. In the past year, the county next to the Shuanglong River has had six county magistrates. Each time they were desperate and wanted to save the country. The people in the county prayed for rain and finally died on the rain praying platform. I am afraid that the big movement on the shore was just to pray for rain."

The old turtle told everything he knew.

"Pray for rain, just pray for rain. How could they all die on the rain praying platform?"

Yi Bai still doesn't understand.

Praying for rain has happened throughout the ages, even many times.

But I have never heard that people praying for rain will die on the rain praying platform.

"These county magistrates were forced to have no other choice. They stood on the rain praying platform, lit incense, and stretched their swords across their necks. When the incense was burned, it didn't rain, so they committed suicide with their swords across their necks."

The old turtle said slowly.

"This...is this forcing God to rain?"

Yi Bai was dumbfounded.

This was the first time he heard people praying for rain like this.

"may be."

The old turtle thought about it and found it quite novel.

"Come and take a look?"

"Look!"

Yi Bai and Lao Gui swam toward the shore.

Soon, they arrived not far from the shore and hid their bodies in the water to avoid being discovered and avoid being exposed to the sun.

Yi Bai and Lao Gui both looked towards the shore not far away.

Sure enough, a rain praying platform was erected out of wood on the shore.

There were a lot of people standing densely above.

There is hope in these people's eyes.

On the rain praying platform, a middle-aged man wearing a blue official robe had a determined look on his face, holding his hand on the hilt of a sword at his waist.

'This guy should be the county magistrate. '

Yi Bai dived into the water and observed from a distance.

In his eyes, the magistrate's popularity was mixed with gold.

White with gold, he had seen it once.

This is the case for human beings who admire heavenly supervisors.

White is popular.

There are three types of things represented by gold: gods, divine objects, and dynasty luck.

But Yi Bai has seen the three types of qi and knows the difference.

The gold energy of gods is stronger, the gold energy of divine objects is more common, and the gold energy of dynasties is thinner.

The aura of the middle-aged man on the rain praying platform is that of a dynasty, and his identity is ready to be revealed.

It must be the county magistrate.

'The higher the official position, the more gold energy should be mixed in the popularity. '

Yi Bai had some guesses.

His erect pupils were staring straight at the rain praying platform.

……

On the bank of Shuanglong River, on the rain praying platform.

The magistrate held the hilt of the sword at his waist with one hand and held the memorial inscription with the other. His lips were chapped and he looked up at the sky, which was cloudless.

"Will it really rain today? People, people really can't survive it."

"I can't repay the emperor for his kindness, and I can't protect the people from worries. If I can't pray for rain, I would rather die."

The magistrate licked his dry lips.

He held up the sacrificial inscription in his hand, opened it, and read aloud, word by word: "Sincerely respect the sky, work hard, nourish all people, have boundless kindness, and be grateful to all things..."

In Haicheng, our county, there are hundreds of miles of bare land, and the people are in dire straits. The innocent people are suffering so much...

As a county magistrate, if I make any mistakes, all kinds of sins will be committed against me. I will be punished and thank Heaven. I pray for rain to bring relief to the people, and I beseech Heaven for guidance! "

finished reading.

The county magistrate lit the sacrificial inscriptions with a big move of his hand. Using the fire of the sacrificial inscriptions, he lit the incense and inserted it into the incense burner.

Clang!
The county magistrate saw that the incense was burning.

He pulled out the long sword and stood it in front of his neck.

When the incense burned out and the rain did not fall, he apologized with death and waited for the next county magistrate to come, hoping that he would have a way to solve the severe drought.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Yi Bai, who was hiding in the water, had to lament that the county magistrate was a cruel man.

At least in his opinion, this is the most hardcore way to pray for rain.

Forced to death.

If there is no rain, he will kill himself.

According to Lao Gui, there have been six county magistrates.

In other words, six county magistrates have died, and this is the seventh.

Apart from anything else, integrity is enough. "Mr. Prophet, do you think this county magistrate will succeed?"

Yi Bai glanced at the old turtle beside him and asked.

"How can this be successful? The water veins in the middle reaches have been drained and the balance of this place has been destroyed. How can we pray for rain? Unless the county magistrate can communicate with gods, or there are Taoist and Buddhist experts who can use magic to pray for rain, otherwise it will not be successful."

The old turtle answered boredly.

"Rain-praying spell?"

Yi Bai inexplicably remembered the Taoist technique 'Praying for Rain' that he had learned but not completely.

But he couldn't help these people. He didn't even figure out how to use his Taoist skills.

Yi Bai was full of ambition but not strong enough.

He could only continue to watch the farce on the rain praying platform.

The incense on the stage burned out quickly.

The county magistrate groaned and prepared to kill himself.

Just when the sword is about to cut.

Suddenly, sand and rocks flew, clouds covered the sun, and the rain praying platform shook, causing the people around to scream in shock.

Upon seeing this, the county magistrate quickly put down his sword and directed the people to leave the rain praying platform.

After a while, there was no one on the rain praying platform.

Seeing this scene, Yi Bai looked at the old turtle next to him.

"Master Prophet, didn't you say that it is impossible to succeed?"

Yi Bai was puzzled.

"It shouldn't be, this shouldn't be."

The old turtle didn't understand either.

But suddenly, the old turtle looked up suddenly as if he had discovered something.

"Run, run, God is coming!"

Old Turtle exclaimed.

It immediately wanted to escape.

When he turned around and saw that Yi Bai was still there, he couldn't help but feel anxious.

"Prophet, don't worry, we may be friends."

Yi Bai was not panicked at all.

He saw a surge of golden energy from a distance.

This is the golden energy of the gods.

But this golden energy gave him a sense of familiarity.

Among the gods, there was only one who could give him a sense of familiarity.

Yi Bai stayed still and waited for the golden energy.

The golden energy quickly approached and landed on the shore.

Zhao Lingguan!
Yi Bai appeared.

The clouds cover the sun, but he can ignore the scorching sun.

He guessed that this was a deliberate move by Zhao Lingguan, knowing that it would be difficult for him to show up at dawn.

"Zhao Lingguan."

Yi Bai said hello.

"Dragon, I haven't seen you for half a month. You have indeed found a suitable place to live."

Zhao Lingguan still looked bold and said with a smile.

"Thanks to the grace of the Lingguan, I was guided to the southeast, and then I found my new residence."

Yi Bai said politely.

"Why should dragons be so polite? However, dragons, please wait a moment. I want to see where the little demon dares to hide in front of me!"

Zhao Lingguan glanced at the old turtle hiding in the river, and a spiritual whip appeared out of thin air in his hand, and he was about to whip it out.

Fortunately, Yi Bai blocked it very quickly.

Otherwise, the old turtle will die or be disabled if he receives this whip.

"This is my good friend, please don't be alarmed."

Yi Baisheng was afraid that Lao Gui would be beaten.

"I see."

The spiritual whip in Zhao Lingguan's hand dispersed, and his cold eyes softened a lot.

Immediately, he invited Yi Bai to go to the mountains ahead, intending to talk to Yi Bai about some matters that he had not finished last time.

Yi Bai had no reason to refuse.

He guessed that Zhao Lingguan wanted to tell him why he should come to the southeast.

Yi Bai left with Zhao Lingguan.

The old turtle, who was shivering on the spot, watched Yi Bai leave in disbelief.

What has this Wang Hui experienced in the past month?He actually hooked up with a god!
(End of this chapter)