In the next few days, Jiangjiacun suddenly became quiet.
Tian Zongren's people didn't come to cause trouble again, and the people from the Yang family in Bozhou didn't know where they were, as if Jiangjiacun had never had any trouble with anyone.
Nearly seventy villagers were divided into three groups, one group practiced marksmanship with Jin Zhu, one group practiced knife skills with Liu Gongfu, and one group with good eyesight practiced archery with Lu Buping.
As the incense temple progressed, the villagers' nervousness was relieved, and the laughter gradually increased.
The crops in the fields have dried up so much some time ago that a single rainfall cannot alleviate the drought.
Zhu Renxia also begged Heaven on behalf of the villagers: "The crops in the fields are drying up again. I hope Heaven will help us give us another rain."
"What's so difficult about this? Just let the villagers go home and wait!"
For Zhu Changan, rainfall was just a matter of a few clicks, so he naturally agreed.
He immediately found the backpack sprayer he bought last time and sprayed four barrels of the world in the box at once.
The torrential rain washed over Jiangjia Village, and the air became fresher. The crops in the fields and the trees inside and outside the village all drank heartily.
The four clay sculptors knelt down excitedly in the pouring rain, kowtowed and shouted.
"The gods have appeared, the gods have appeared!"
Jin Zhu and Liu Gongfu, who were sitting in the meeting hall, saw Tianzun raining for the first time, and both were so surprised that they couldn't close their mouths from ear to ear.
"It's raining so heavily. Is this the power of gods?"
The fifth person waved his fan and said proudly: "How about this heavy rain? Our Chang'an Tianzun is the Great Jinluo Jinxian who is as famous as Yuanshi Tianzun. The Dragon King dare not deny him face."
Liu Gongfu sat on the threshold, looked at the sky, and said with emotion: "If I remember correctly, there has been no rainfall in the county for more than three months, right? I don't know how many people's crops will be destroyed by drought. If the gods can bring a drought to the county, It’ll be better if it rains.”
"You'd better save it!"
Before Zhu Renxia could speak, the fifth person took over the conversation, "You have been kicked out of the Yamen, and you still have such idle thoughts!"
Zhu Renxia pondered and said: "Tianzun is a compassionate old man. I will definitely agree to ask him to bring rain to the county, but I am afraid that the county magistrate will not agree."
"If Mr. Chen is still here, we will definitely help him pray for rain. Now it's Deng Kewei, who is in trouble, why should we help him?" said the fifth person, waving his fan.
Jin Zhu then interjected: "Since this Magistrate Deng was sent by Tian Zongren, I'm afraid that not only will he not be grateful to Mr. Zhu, he will also arrest him. It is better not to cause unnecessary trouble."
"I just sympathize with the innocent people."
Liu Gongfu sighed, "Our Liping Mansion has been experiencing severe drought for three consecutive years. The crops that the people can harvest are pitiful. When it comes time to collect rent, I don't know how they will cope."
The fifth person put away his fan and stood up: "If you are not in your position, you will not seek to govern. We are just ordinary people now. We just live our lives well."
As he spoke, he put his fan into his sleeve, picked up his umbrella and went out: "It seems that it will rain all day. I will go home and entertain the children."
"I think you're going to tease the child, right?" Jin Zhu covered her mouth and giggled.
The fifth person turned around and glared at him: "You can also find someone to tease you. Don't brothers Ren Xia have nothing to do?"
"If you keep talking nonsense, I'm going to beat you!"
Jin Zhu waved her fist fiercely, and the fifth person held an umbrella and quickly disappeared into the rain.
Zhu Renxia did not participate in their playfulness. Instead, he sat quietly on the chair and considered what Liu Gongfu just said.
The people who prosper are suffering and the people who are dying are suffering. The people who rely on God for their livelihood are the most innocent!
Should I beg the Heavenly Lord to give the people of Jinping County a way to survive?
But Zhu Renxia was not sure, if he did this, would it cause trouble?
After a heavy rain, Zhu Changan first went to check the health value.
[Zhu Changan: Health value 45, +1 today]
"Hmm... It only increased health by 1 point. Could it be that the villagers in Jiangjia Village are indifferent to the rain, so the gains in people's hearts are slower?"
Zhu Changan was very satisfied with the effect and immediately summoned Zhu Renxia: "Zhu Renxia, you are experiencing a severe drought in Guizhou. I cannot bear to see the people suffer, so I plan to provide rain to the people in other villages."
After a pause, he explained: "But the people must know that it was Chang'an Tianzun who sent them the rain. Do you understand?"
At this moment, another voice sounded in Zhu Renxia's head.
[I wonder if this kid can understand what I mean? I can help the people make rain, but the people must be sincerely grateful to me as a god, otherwise my work will be in vain. 】
"I see."
Zhu Renxia secretly pondered in his heart, "Then I will publicize Tianzun's dharma name everywhere, and the people will gradually know that the sweet rain is a gift from Tianzun."
"Tianzun, why is this so difficult!"
Zhu Renxia stood in the courtyard with his head turned to the sky, "Disciple will pretend to be a ghost like last time and let the people in the next village build an altar for praying for rain. I will go up to the altar and pray for rain. Then publicize your dharma name so that the people know your name. The name is taboo!"
"Okay, then do it as soon as possible!"
"Disciple, obey."
Zhu Renxia immediately came to the meeting hall and said to Liu Gongfu and No. 5: "Just now Tianzun gave me a decree. He couldn't bear to see the people of Li suffer and wanted to give rain to the nearby villagers."
"Tianzun, he is so compassionate!"
Liu Gongfu was overjoyed, "It counts as many crops as we can save. Even if we harvest one more stone of grain, we might be able to save one family."
The fifth person shook his folding fan and muttered: "Since Tianzun said this, we cannot violate his decree. But we should not go too close to densely populated areas, so as not to provoke the government. God knows what this new Magistrate Deng is?" In my opinion, it will rain in a few villages near Jiangjiacun!"
"What Master said is absolutely true."
Zhu Renxia immediately agreed and took Liu Gongfu, Cao Wan, and Sun Quan out on a mule cart.
The two first came to Chenjiacun, five miles away to the west.
Zhu Renxia told the villagers that he could pray to the gods for rain to relieve the drought in Chenjia Village, but the village must build an altar. Only when he performs the ritual on the altar will the gods send heavy rain.
More than 200 people in Chenjia Village were overjoyed, and the whole village immediately mobilized to build the altar first.
After leaving Chenjiacun, Zhu Renxia continued westward to Wangjiagou, using the same rhetoric to persuade the people to build an altar, and he would go up to the altar to pray for rain.
I heard that Zhu Renxia was the commander of Jiangjia Village. Naturally, these villagers regarded him as a god. Men, women, old and young came together to build the altar.
The next day.
Zhu Renxia and Liu Gongfu and the others continued to carry out the name of Chang'an Tianzun to the west, but unexpectedly they were rejected early in the morning.
This village is called Dafo Village. It is a large village with more than 500 people. There is a large family named Huang in the village, which accounts for nearly half of the population.
After hearing about Zhu Renxia's intention, the village chief Huang Dafu immediately refused.
"What is Chang'an Tianzun? Our Dafo Village believes in Buddhism, and Buddha protects our village. Why do we ask for rain from this inexplicable Tianzun?"
"Hurry up...get as far away as you can!"
With a "choking" sound, Liu Gongfu unsheathed the sword on his waist.
"Who the hell are you yelling at? Is it wrong for our young master to come here to help you pray for rain with good intentions? It's true that a dog bites Lu Dongbin and doesn't know a good heart!"
Huang Dafu pointed to the crops in the field: "Our village is blessed by the Buddha. Although there is some drought, it will not be a loss."
An angry villager stood up and accused: "Your Huang family cut off the water sources of Chenjiacun and Wangjiagou in the upper reaches of the Yinma River, accumulated the river water, and prevented the villagers from watering it.
Those green fields belong to your Huang family, and the bare fields belong to the villagers. Since this young master said that the gods can bring rain to our village, why do you refuse? Do you really want to starve other villagers except the Huang family to death? "
"I think you've had enough of staying in Big Buddha Village!"
Huang Dafu was so angry that he trembled all over, "How could the Buddha protect you, a person who repays kindness with hatred? If you want to worship Chang'an Tianzun, then go and live in Jiangjiacun!"
"Come here, drive his whole family away. From now on, there will be no such family in Dafo Village!"
