Fortunately, several of Cui Zhixian's catchers were diligent and quickly led the catchers to clear out a blank area, set up a pergola, and served tea, which made the old man feel much better.
However, as time passed by, Fang Xiaozhen had not arrived yet, which made the gentlemen unconsciously become irritable.
You know, everyone came here together this time just to rake something up. What if the prayer for rain succeeds?
But if after waiting for so long, even Fang Xiaozhen, who hosted the ceremony, didn't come, then everyone would become a joke.
At this time, Cui Zhixian was even more anxious to ask Master Zhang to go to the Three Emperors Temple to urge Fang Xiaoyue.
This time when praying for rain, he had the biggest impact. If he did something wrong, he would offend the surrounding county officials, and he, the county magistrate, would also be in a lot of trouble.
Fortunately, Fang Xiaoyue arrived at the scene before noon.
When they heard that Wenquxing had arrived, people came to the place one after another to get a taste of the literary spirit.
Seeing this scene, Magistrate Cui was so anxious that he asked the arresters to lead people forward to drive them away.
After all, if there is a stampede with so many people, it will be an extremely tragic situation.
But before the catchers came forward to drive them away with iron rulers and scabbards, Fang Xiaoyue waved the fly whisk in her hand lightly.
An invisible force emerged, gently pushing the people back in an instant.
After that, even if these people wanted to continue moving forward, they seemed to have encountered a transparent wall and could not move forward at all.
Such a scene immediately caused many people to kneel down involuntarily.
This is not surprising. Most of the people at this time were ignorant and their thoughts still existed in the feudal dynasty. They believed in ghosts and gods very much.
After feeling all this, they naturally felt awe of Fang Xiaoyue and regarded him as an immortal.
When Fang Xiaoyue slowly walked onto the platform, two brothers, Li Cunming and Li Cunmang, dressed in trumpet robes, placed the bill, incense burner and flags.
Of course, in fact, as far as praying for rain is concerned, Fang Xiaoyue does not need these things at all, especially those colorful and gaudy flags, which do not even have the slightest rune on them, so naturally there is no supernatural power.
But the people in the audience don’t know.
If the pomp of Fang Xiaoyue's ceremony was too simple, even if it rained, many people might think it was not the result of Fang Xiaoyue's prayer for rain.
No way, in many cases, people are so superficial. They prefer to see grand scenes, not necessarily actual results.
"Donglin counties are experiencing a severe spring drought. The people are thirsty and the fields are suffering. They have been suffering for many days without water. I am here to pray for rain. I hope the three emperors of the human race will show mercy and the gods and Buddhas will help! ... ..”
After Fang Xiaoyue recited a prayer for rain for a long time, he directed the two brothers Li Zhidao to wave the flag back and forth, throw grains under the earth platform, and spray talisman water into the sky.
After a while of dizzying operations, Fang Xiaoyue took out a rain-praying talisman, pasted it between the wooden swords, and then flicked it, and the rain-praying talisman immediately started to burn.
"The wind is coming!"
As Fang Xiaoyue roared, a strong wind blew, making the people in the audience almost unable to open their eyes.
"Cloud gathering!"
There was another loud roar, and dark clouds gathered from all directions, causing the people around the platform to not even dare to breathe heavily, for fear that the dark clouds above their heads would be blown away accidentally.
This means that if you expect too much, you will be more afraid of being disappointed.
When the counties invited the Dragon King to pray for rain before, they encountered a scene of dark clouds gathering. However, when the rain praying ceremony was over and the Dragon King statue was invited back to the Dragon King Temple, the dark clouds dispersed and there was not even a rain star. drop down.
"Thunder is coming! Rain is falling!"
With a loud shout, the talisman attached to the wooden sword was immediately burned clean.
The next moment, a circle of invisible spiritual power spread out, and the dark clouds gathering in the sky immediately intertwined with lightning and lightning.
Suddenly, the people in the audience could not help but cheer: "Rain! Raindrops are falling on my face!!"
Then more people felt the raindrops falling on their faces and hands, and the people immediately started shouting wildly.
The joy even infected the officials under the pergola, making them all smile.
It finally rained.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and within thirty seconds it was pouring down like a torrent, turning everyone into drowned rats in an instant.
But even so, no one cursed loudly.
They worshiped enthusiastically at this time, and many people even started singing and dancing at this time.
There were also some people who knelt down towards the earth platform regardless of the mud on the ground.
The heavy rain lasted for three hours before slowly slowing down. By nightfall, there was still light rain falling.
Everyone knows that this rain is really heavy.
Even if it doesn't rain again, this rain will last at least ten days and a half.
Many farmers are considering whether to stay up late at night and plant the seedlings as soon as possible.
At this time, seeding is a must.
After finishing all this work, Fang Xiaoyue just went to the pavilion to say hello to the officials and gentry, which was considered a show of her own. Otherwise, if they met her in the future, these guys wouldn't know her, and it would be a joke.
Those officials and gentry were still thinking of treating each other in the evening and inviting this immortal-looking Wenquxing to the banquet to build relationships.
After all, if someone only knows how to pray for rain, within the scope of more than ten counties, they are the most invincible fragrant steamed buns.
If it doesn't rain in the future, you can't ask the other party to take action, right?
Besides, I think this person is not only able to pray for rain, but he may also have other abilities.
But Fang Xiaoyue was so busy and saw that her two nephews were half dead from exhaustion. She was not in the mood to stay for a meal at all. She just smiled, nodded, and then went back in the bullock cart driven by a certain head catcher. Taoist temple.
The head catcher has the same surname as Fang Xiaoyue, his name is Fang Shangjin.
It can be seen from his name that his parents still have great expectations for him.
It's a pity that he couldn't study well since he was a child, so he had to take over his father's job and become a head catcher.
After Fang Shangjin saw the scene of praying for rain, he completely became a fan of Fang Xiaoyue.
Not only did the climber find a bullock cart, but he also drove it himself. On the way back, he was even more considerate. Perhaps his father had never enjoyed such treatment.
After praying for rain like this, the reputation of Sanhuang Taoist Fang and Zhenren Fang spread in more than ten counties.
Even the county magistrates who stubbornly did not come could not help but feel regretful. They even rushed to the Three Emperors Temple in person and presented a hundred taels of silver and a cart full of gifts, just to stop Master Fang from being evil to him.
Especially after Cui Zhixian returned home, he would tell some of Fang Xiaoyue's deeds in a jealous way.
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