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When the chosen girls heard that they would use blood to dye those willow planks, they were as scared as they saw ghosts and wanted to run away.

"It won't be much, everyone just needs a drop of blood on each board."

Yang Zimei comforted.

"I'm afraid of pain."

A girl winced, "Find someone else."

"I said to you, what are you doing? Our village has never been able to rain, and the whole village is uncomfortable to death. Who would like to marry in such a village? By that time, your brothers ca n’t marry any wife. How to do?"

The village chief scolded.

These are just teenage girls, all at the age of selfishness. Where would you think that your brother could not marry his wife for such a long time?

What the village chief said was unmoved at all.

"Village chief, who is willing to donate blood, one reward is five hundred."

Yang Zi browed.

The girls' eyes lit up when they heard it.

If there are 500 rewards, there is nothing to bleed. With 500 yuan, you can buy a lot of things you want.

The village chief hesitated, and nodded, "Okay, if the rain problem is solved, each of you will be rewarded five hundred, and listed as the village's heroes, recorded in the temple."

"Then I donate blood."

His granddaughter Huang Lingmei came out first, and the others also expressed their willingness.

Yang Zimei gently cut a mouth with a disinfected knife on the third finger of their left hand, let them drip a drop of blood on each willow board, and then cut their fingers.

Nine drops of blood were collected, and she began to cast spells.

When she cast a spell, everyone present felt that the temperature was always extremely hot and began to drop several degrees, and even vaguely felt that the air was full of moisture, and she was comfortable enough to close her eyes and breathe deeply.

The spell was drawn, and Yang Zimei set up the shashui bureau.

To the layman who doesn't understand the law, she just inserted those willow planks on the ground.

On time, it took Yang Zimei a lot of fine elements.

First of all, we will arrange the willow planks according to the yin, yang, five elements, gossip, and nine palace array methods. Each willow plank must consume energy to chant the spell, and instill internal force, without directly using a tool The planks are submerged in the ground that has become extremely hard because of prolonged drought, but it has to be powerful.

In all three selected places, the Shashui Bureau was arranged. It was already dark, and Yang Zimei was exhausted and was about to collapse. He could only meditate on the spot to adjust his breath and replenish his vitality with ginseng.

"Niuniu, done?"

The village chief asked her carefully.

Yang Zi nodded.

"When will it rain?"

"If nothing else, it will rain at ten tonight."

Yang Zimei pointed out that the general rainfall in this area was calculated. Now the Flame Bureau is temporarily restrained by the Shashui Bureau, and the rainfall should be able to drop here.

However, because this is the first time she has dealt with a large-scale flame bureau that she has never seen before, she doesn't have much knowledge in her heart, not to mention that there are always unpredictable situations, and even a weather forecast that specifically detects the weather will have Wrong, let alone her.

The village chief heard it, was overjoyed, and burst into tears. He immediately returned to the village, sounded the gongs and drums, opened the village radio, and let the people out of the village thank Yang Zimei.

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