On the outskirts of Tucheng, in front of a temple, countless people were bustling and moving. Although it was raining, it did not affect their mood at all.
This temple is very big. From a distance, it looks similar to Tucheng County Government Office, but the quality of the temple is not that much better than Tucheng County Government Office.
The walls of the temple are made of gray bricks, and the eaves of the temple are made of fine blue tiles. If it weren't for the word Yushen Temple written on a huge plaque above the temple, people from other states would think that this is where the county government is.
Inside the Rain Temple is a humanoid stone statue about one foot high. This stone statue has no sculptures except for its face, and its body and limbs are very strong and well-proportioned.
It seemed to have a different kind of beauty. There were many tributes placed on the table in front of the stone statue. Three huge incense candles about three feet high were placed in the middle, with curls of smoke rising.
The Rain Temple is very large, covering at least one or two hundred square meters, and it is very clean. You can tell at a glance that someone is cleaning it regularly.
Compared with the Tucheng County Government Office, the County Government Office is obviously too shabby, but from this we can see how high the status of this so-called Rain God is in Tucheng.
At this time, everyone was surrounding the Rain Temple. In the middle of them was a high platform.
Next to the high platform, a group of young priests from Tucheng had been waiting for a long time, surrounded by a large number of native men.
The little priest of Tucheng closed his eyes slightly and looked calm. Countless people's eyes were not on the little priest. Their eyes were scanning, searching for Su Qi'an's shadow.
Today is the day that the two sides agreed to fight. No matter how loud the Nanzhou young man shouted in the past few days, today is the day to see the real deal. Everyone is looking forward to the battle between the two sides.
After a while, there were rapid footsteps in the distance, and everyone looked at it.
The person who came was not Su Qi'an, but a large number of government officials. Behind the government officials, a carriage drove slowly.
The curtain opened and Su Qian got out of the carriage. For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on him.
Some people's eyes showed surprise. Su Qi'an dared to show up, which was somewhat beyond their expectations.
They all felt that the Nanzhou young man was just talking nonsense three days ago, and he probably ran away early in the three days.
Unexpectedly, instead of running away, this young man from Nanzhou actually came. Su Qi'an ignored everyone's shock. He walked up to the young priest and said with a smile. Read the book
"Little priest, I'm here. Please, let me see your abilities."
I'm afraid that if Su Qi'an dared to speak like this to the little priest who was the incarnation of a god, an ordinary person would have been dealt with by his men long ago.
The little priest's men all showed angry expressions. If the little priest hadn't stopped him, they would have taught this man a lesson.
The little priest had a smile on his face and was not angered by Su Qian's words. He sneered.
"Haha, I thought Young Master Qi didn't dare to come. Now that you are here, Young Master Qi can't leave today. There's no point regretting it now."
"Today, I'll let you see," the price of blaspheming the Rain God. "
Immediately, the little priest lifted his robe and took a long step towards the high platform. But when he passed Su Qi'an, the next moment, Su Qi'an grabbed the little priest's belt.
This scene made the little priest slightly stunned. His body tensed up, and the natives under his command spoke angrily.
"Qi'an, let go of your hand! If you want to touch the little priest, you must get through us first!"
The next moment, the natives wanted to rush over and prepare to fight Su Qi'an.
Tong Zhan and others standing behind Su Qi'an also took a step forward, and the battle between the two sides was about to break out.
The atmosphere that was relaxed just now suddenly became tense. At this moment, the little priest, whose body was tense, shook his head and said to his subordinates.
"Everyone, please step back. Young Master Qi has no intention of taking action. I'm right, Young Master Qi." The young priest turned his head and looked at Su Qi'an.
Su Qian'an smiled and said, "Haha, the little priest is still knowledgeable. If it weren't for my quick eyesight and quick hands, your little priest would be embarrassed.
Then Su Qi'an released his palms, and everyone looked and realized
Got what he meant.
It turned out that there was an inconspicuous puddle in front of the little priest. If Su Qi'an hadn't helped, the little priest would have lost his center of gravity and fallen down if he had stepped on it.
If a respected little priest makes a fool of himself under so many people's attention, how embarrassing would it be?
Everyone's expressions softened, but they were not at all grateful for Su Qi'an's rescue just now. They just snorted and said nothing.
Not only them, but also the little priests.
The young priest looked at Su Qi'an coldly and said softly, "Young Master Qi, in order to repay your help, I will let you see what it means to be a god."
The little priest stood firm, and the next moment, he jumped onto the high platform.
As he stood on the high platform, his temperament suddenly changed.
His eyes were closed, his hands were clasped together, and he was mumbling something incomprehensible.
It was raining, but a different kind of temperament was released. Gradually, it seemed that he was integrated with the surrounding environment.
This kind of chanting did not last long. As his voice rose and fell, the next moment, his closed eyes opened.
He held a wooden staff in his hand and rotated around the high platform. The wooden staff was raised high into the sky. The next moment, a deep voice suddenly sounded.
"I am the rain god, and I convey the instructions of the gods through the body of the little priest!"
"You are disrespectful to the gods, and I will punish you. Come the rain! Come the wind!"
The sound fell, and as the wooden stick in his hand turned, it rained from the sky, as if he had been instructed.
It suddenly intensified. It was a light rain just now, but suddenly the blessing became stronger. The surrounding woods swayed with the wind. The momentum was frightening.
"Lord Rain God has appeared!"
"Please ask the Rain God to atone for your sins, and we will realize our mistake!"
"The rain god forgives us, and we will accept our punishment!"
At this moment, someone shouted, and immediately after, many people knelt down and knelt down to worship.
Only Su Qian, who was standing in the audience, watched this scene with a calm expression.
The expression of the little priest kept changing, which lasted for about half a stick of incense. As the rain in the sky slowed down, the strong wind blowing around him calmed down, and he gradually recovered.
The little priest suddenly sat down, his legs crossed, his body trembling, and his head drooped.
The astonishing momentum he had just emitted quickly faded away. When the little priest raised his head, exhaustion was written on his face.
The native men below rushed forward as quickly as possible, and quickly held an umbrella and covered the little priest's clothes.
Although the little priest's actions did not stop the rain, it proved that he did have the power to communicate with gods, and he could bring the rain god down to earth, and he had the ability to call for wind and rain.
They could see with their own eyes that this could not be faked. What the little priest had just done had conquered most people.
Many people had frightened and pious expressions on their faces, and they kowtowed to the little priest one after another, fearing that their disrespectful behavior would be punished by the Rain God.
The little priest's face was pale, as if what he had just done had caused him a lot of energy loss, and he was being helped off the stage.
Not long after the little priest stepped down, a voice sounded from the crowd.
"The young priest has already demonstrated his ability. Young Master Qi, it's your turn to show off. If you're afraid, you can kneel down and admit defeat. There's still time."
"That's right, kneel down and apologize. Maybe the little priest, for the sake of the rain god, can spare your life."
Various sarcastic and weird voices sounded one after another. Su Qian ignored them and looked at Wu Yong who was maintaining order. The next moment, he jumped directly onto the high platform.
Looking around, he chuckled and said, "Since you are so impatient to see my performance, please keep your eyes open and don't miss it."
Everyone looked at Su Qi'an, wanting to see how this Nanzhou young man performed.
Suddenly, Su Qi'an, who was smiling just now, was shouting curses at the sky the next moment.
"Hmph, what a bullshit rain god, god in the sky, if you are really gods, you have to show some sympathy.
The people of the world, find the incarnation of the so-called gods, let them occupy the land wantonly, prey on the people, and disregard human lives. Is this the so-called god? "
"As a god, he receives worship and incense from others, but he watches the people suffer and tolerates a group of magicians who violently extort money. It's okay not to be a god like this."
"Come here, please bring out the rain god for me. Today, let me come out and flog the god."
Su Qi'an's scolding immediately stunned everyone. Even the little priest below who was about to see Su Qi'an's joke was confused.
Who would have thought that this young man would curse the gods in front of them. This was no longer blasphemy, but seeking death.
Moreover, he changed the subject and pointed directly at the rain god enshrined in the Rain Temple, wanting to flog the god.
"This guy is crazy, is he crazy?"
Many people have this idea in mind.
And Su Qi'an was not just talking, he was serious. As his order was issued, a group of people rushed out of the crowd and went straight to the Rain Temple in the rear.
Judging from the posture, he really wanted to lift the Rain God out and let Su Qi'an whip him.
This is absolutely not possible! It is impossible.
The Rain God is the belief in the hearts of the Tucheng natives. Su Qian's doing this is equivalent to stabbing the hearts of these natives, destroying their spiritual beliefs.
There was no need for the little priest to give orders. The group of natives were filled with indignation and rushed out to stop them.
But this time, before they could take a few steps, a large number of government officials lined up in front of them, holding swords, and tried their best to stop them.
The young priest's face was livid. He looked at Wu Yong and said fiercely, "What are you doing, Magistrate Wu! Are you trying to provoke a conflict between the two parties?"
"This man named Qi did this. Can you bear our anger? Get out of my way, otherwise, you will use your own life to make amends to the Rain God."
The little priest was really angry this time. He disturbed the Rain God and whipped the Rain God's stone statue. If this really happened, he, the little priest, would have done his best.
But this time, Wu Yong, who was a bit weak, also lost his temper. He stood in front of the Yamen servant with a tough look on his face and snorted coldly.
"Pass this official order! Anyone who dares to interfere with official business will be killed!"
The little priest didn't expect that Wu Yong would be so bloody at this time, and he really wanted to risk his life with him.
The two sides were facing each other, and when they were about to fight to the death, the stone statue of the Rain Temple was tremblingly carried out by Tong Zhan and more than ten people.
