Comprehension beginners with 4.6 billion years of cultivation

Comprehension beginners with 4.6 billion years of cultivation base Chapter 283

This is chasing customers!

Shui Gezi was eager to hear these words, and just wanted to flash people quickly, but he was a little interested in praying for rain, and now he wanted to see praying for rain before leaving, so he didn't rush back to Qingcheng Mountain and said with a smile: "We will leave soon, but I heard that the commander is planning to pray for rain, so I want to stay and watch the excitement before leaving."

The commander said: "Oh, that's it for you."

He has nothing to discuss with senior government officials like Shui Gezi. If you say thank you, the other party doesn't want the pennant, so forget it. If you don't talk too much, you just want to leave.

At this moment, Zeng Jing suddenly approached with a smile.

When the commander saw a young man approaching, he was surprised. The two local Jinyiwei next to him whispered: "This is the guardian of the Shushan Immortal Sword Gate, the actual speaker of the Sword Gate. Although young, he has a lot of brains. He came up with Rain’s plan."

When the commander heard this, he looked at Zeng Jinggao two points, and looked at Zeng Jing, and clasped his fists: "Thank you for the trick, little friend, do you know what else you can add?"

Zeng Jing smiled and said: "There is nothing to add. I think the prefect’s plan is quite good. I just want to say, since it is my plan, I want to participate and help a little. For example, you are in front. When praying for rain, I waved the flag next to me, doing miscellaneous things."

The commander pondered for a moment, and looked at the prefect and two local guards.

The three nodded to the instructor, and whispered: "Zeng Hufa is a very insightful person. He comes on stage to help and can also help take care of the details. If something goes wrong, he may be able to help on the spot."

The commander said: "If this is the case, then there is little friend Lao."

Zeng Jing smiled and said, "No work, no work."

So, the matter is settled.

Lori, the leader next to him, is rather strange: "Why do you have to go to this muddy water, Junior Brother?"

Ji Menghan and Hua Yu can guess the reason. Zeng Jing definitely wants to help a group of local people, but he is not a person who likes to be ostentatious, so he wants to secretly help through Jin Yiwei’s action of praying for rain. In this way, he didn't need to show the mountains and dews, and helped the people in a low-key manner.

Ji Menghan hurried out to help cover, she pulled the sleeve of the head Lori, and whispered in her ear: "Maybe he is playful. How fun is going on stage to wave a flag."

The head Lori thought carefully: "It makes sense. It would be even more fun if I could go on stage and steal some tribute for sacrifice."

Everyone: "..."

There is no reason to talk to this loli who only knows to eat. Everyone quickly ignored her speech and pretended not to hear it.

Within a long time, a beautiful high platform was set up.

An altar was placed on the stage, surrounded by five elements and five squares, and the flags were inserted. When the wind blew, the colored flags on the stage fluttered, and it really looked like that.

The commanding officer disguised as an old Taoist priest went to the altar and placed a handsome POS, holding a mahogany sword in his hand, looking like a fairy-style dao bone.

And Zeng Jing disguised as a young little Taoist, helping the old Taoist. Holding a bunch of flags in his arms, standing beside the old Taoist, he also put on a very pretending face.

Pretending to be coerced is to deceive people, which does not seem very good, but this time pretending to be coerced is to reassure ordinary people and convince them that the drought problem can be solved. Therefore, this is called well-intentioned coercion, which is fine.

And Zeng Jing really intends to solve the drought problem, so it is not a lie.

Below the altar, tens of thousands of people gathered around, heads surged, and everyone really hoped that the rain would be successful.

Oh, no, not everyone!The submissive spies who are in the crowd do not think so.The world is not dry, how can they seize the opportunity of the world?

Therefore, this group of people really hope that the drought will continue, the people’s lives will continue to suffer, and the government is helpless, so that they can make trouble, cause trouble, cause trouble, and turn everything into a mess, and then take control of the world. Come in your hands.

Chapter 358 Don't worry, rainstorm

"Auspicious time is coming!" The prefect yelled loudly from the audience.

The commander on the stage hummed, and the white beard automatically moved without wind. This was to blow his beard deliberately with aura, just to pretend to be handsome.

The people in the audience immediately applauded: "It's going to start! So happy."

The commander immediately waved the wooden sword in his hand, brushed it, put three yellow talisman papers on the sword, and then danced the sword on the stage.

Don't tell me, although this guy is a cultivator, he still knows a little bit of physique. This sword dance is like that, like a dragon and tiger step.

The people in the audience kept applauding!

At this moment, a disharmonious voice rang out from the audience: "Master Dao, the world has been drought for a long time. Of course your prayers for rain are excellent, but the rain you pray for a while will not only be a little bit. Right? If only a few drops are dropped, it will not be enough to moisturize the dry earth."

The words are quite level, and the words are literally written. Even words like "moisturizing" and "drying up" are coming out. Generally, illiterate people don't know how to do it.

The commander stopped dancing and looked at the stage intently. It was a scholar who came out to talk. He looked like a scholar dressed and dressed like a talented person.

Xiucai is very powerful. Unlike ordinary people, Xiu Cai can not kneel when he sees an official, and he can speak very loudly. Ordinary officials cannot bully Xiu Cai casually. Even local officials have to give them some face.Therefore, this talent came out to question on this occasion, and the commander really had to answer.

With these few words, he immediately asked the commander to be a little stiff, and the prefect next to him was also a little stiff.

Both of them know very well that praying for rain is just a show, in order to direct the cultivation base of the Yuan Yingqi, even if the skill is exhausted, there will be only a light rain, and it really can’t nourish it when it falls on the ground. The dry land just wants to use a light rain to boost the confidence of the people, fool the good people, so that they will not despair from the thieves.

But the talent suddenly ran out at this moment to say such a thing and put the question on the table. It was really a thief. After a while, the commander came down with a light rain. When the people saw it, they were still playing. Fart, that confidence can't be mentioned at all.

The commander was a little stiff, so I really wanted to rant: Get out!

But he can't do it in front of tens of thousands of people. He calculated that this talent is not an ordinary person, but should be an undercover agent arranged by the Shunmin Gang in the city, but he dare not attack scholars without evidence. The scholars in China are terrible. If you attack the scholars without evidence, other scholars will unite in various impeachments, and you will be scolded bloody by the scholars no matter how high you are.

You must know that many things cannot be solved by fist alone.

The commander had to say in embarrassment: "Don't worry, there is no problem."

Seeing the embarrassing expression of the commander, the scholar knew that he would definitely not be able to bring any great rain, and continued to be aggressive: "Everyone, pay attention to it for a while, don't let these unscrupulous people fool you, he will probably only drop one. The rain was very small and it was not helpful at all, so I wanted to coax us to run."

Commander: "..."

Prefect: "..."

What people who play conspiracy and trickery are most afraid of is being told that the conspiracy is broken. This is very embarrassing. There is no room for defense. Both of them are too stiff. They can’t wait to cut this talent out of their hearts, but they have to do it. It can only be unloaded in private, not in front of so many people.

The two will not know what to say for a while.

When the common people looked at the expressions of the two of them, they secretly cried out: Are the prefects and immortals just teasing us?This talent really makes a lot of sense. The drought is so severe that a light rain is not worth it.

At this moment, Zeng Jing, who was standing next to the commander and holding a five-element flag, suddenly said, "Ladies and gentlemen...cough...use the wrong lines, try again!"

He cleared his throat: "Fathers and folks, don’t worry, my master, his old man’s skill is superb. Rain is just a piece of cake. I promise to give everyone a torrential rain for a while, that kind of oversized rainstorm, don’t It is said that it is nourishing the land, and it is no problem to cause a flood."

When he shouted out these words, the worry that the people had just raised turned into doubt: "Young Taoist priest, don't talk nonsense."

Zeng Jing smiled and said: "How could I be nonsense? This is true, my master is super brave, right?"

As he said, he quietly kicked the commander.

Instructed to swipe so embarrassingly, he cursed in his heart: fart, how can I drop the rainstorm with my little skill?What else caused the flood, are you crazy?To control the weather at the level of natural disasters, it takes Da Luo Jinxian to do it. I am a little primordial baby boss, a flood of fart.

He cursed in his heart, but he could only follow Zeng Jing's words: "What my apprentice said is what I said, the real person is capable of supernatural power, rain and other things are just a piece of cake, you don't want to suspicion."

The people were finally relieved when they heard his words.