Holy Bone

Chapter 904 Huh?Or a female rain fairy?

After a day of rain in Fucheng, followed by several days of dry and hot weather, there was an endless stream of pilgrims who came to the Wuzang Taoist Temple every day to pray for rain.

That night, the sky over Fucheng was covered with dark clouds, and thunder and lightning flashed. Soon after, raindrops fell on cracked fields and dried up riverbeds.

The old Taoist priest and Uncle Yuyangzi, who were busy in their respective rooms, walked out of the room to watch the rain. When they saw Jin An also opened the door and walked out of the room, the old Taoist smiled and said, "Little brother, you are praying for rain again. The rain came at the right time. Bring it cool."

Unexpectedly, Jin An shook his head, saying that he did not pray for rain.

Both the old Taoist priest and Uncle Yuyangzi showed surprised expressions, but they didn't take this matter to heart, thinking that it was going to rain after a long drought.

The storm came and went quickly, and it stopped immediately after the long drought and dew.

On the second day in Fucheng, a sensational incident occurred. A Taoist temple announced in a high-profile way that the rain in the past few days and the rain last night were all rain from the Three Immortals Temple using the rain praying technique. Will continue to pray for rain.

It didn't take a day for this matter to spread throughout the city, and one can imagine the sensation it caused.

As a result, at night, the sky over Fucheng was really covered by dark clouds again, and it began to rain cats and dogs.

"Unexpectedly, you are not the only one who knows the art of praying for rain. Jiangnan is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, but this Temple of the Three Immortals just prays for rain. How can you grab credit for it? The last rain was obviously caused by you, little brother." The rain!" The old Taoist gave a pee in dissatisfaction, complaining about Jin An.

The voice of the old Taoist priest complaining about Jin'an was quickly covered by the cheers outside, and the people of Fucheng walked out of their homes, standing in the rain and shouting wildly, such as "Fuyou is a real life god", letting the rain drench themselves and sweep away It was hot and muggy.

But this rain is still the same as last night, coming and going in a hurry.

After this day of praying for rain, everyone believed in the fact that Sanxian Temple can pray for rain. In the next two days, the number of daily pilgrims at Wuzang Taoist Temple continued to decrease, and all the people in Fucheng went to Sanxian Temple to pay homage to Fuyou there. The real person, the real person Fuyun, the real person Fuyao, pray for nectar from the sky.

Especially the peasant households who rely on the crops in the fields are the fastest-growing pious believers, and the number of peasant households accounts for the vast majority. It is conceivable how rapidly the scale of the Three Immortals has developed.

Ever since Sanxianguan announced that it can pray for rain, it has been raining continuously in Fucheng every night.Although the rain is very short every time, it does not prevent the Temple of the Three Immortals from absorbing new believers frantically.

The Temple of the Three Immortals is frantically expanding believers, so what about the Taoist Temple of the Five Viscera?

The number of pilgrims in the Taoist temple of the five internal organs has plummeted by [-]% to [-]%. Only the neighbors and those who have been favored by the Taoist temple of the five internal organs are still sincere. The most talked about among the folks after dinner is that there are three living gods who are powerful and can pray for rain in the Temple of the Three Immortals.

Because of this matter, the old Taoist was so anxious that a new blister appeared on the corner of his mouth every day. Only Jin An was not in a hurry, nor did he explain his prayer for rain to the outside world, and concentrated on practicing every day to stabilize his realm.

The old Taoist got angry and asked Jin An why he was not in a hurry, and Jin An replied with four words "wait and see what happens" every time.

The old Taoist continued to ask, but was stopped by Uncle Yuyangzi, saying that we should trust the head teacher, and the head teacher said that he must have his own ideas when he said to wait and see.

When the Temple of the Three Immortals was full of storms in Fucheng, the voices of the people praying for more rain at the Temple of the Three Immortals also increased.

When the voice of the people reached the highest level, Sanxian Temple began to sell the picture of Yuxian clothing rain, saying that hanging a picture of Yuxian at home and burning incense and praying devoutly every day can increase the magic power of Yuxian and prolong the raining time.The more people in the family believe in Yuxian, the more incense is offered, and the faster the magic power of Yuxian will be improved.

It is also known that because the painting of Yuxian is not easy, it takes a lot of energy to paint, so the number is limited every day, and it will only be sold out. Buy early and enjoy the blessing of Yuxian.

This abnormal weather has already made people panic. People frantically snapped up the picture of Yuxian in order to pray for rain. It is said that many farmers pooled money to buy the picture of Yuxian.

At dinner this day, the old Taoist priest also mentioned the Yuxian Buyu map that was being discussed all over the city.

"I heard that the disciples of the Three Immortals Temple will come to our Yongle Square tomorrow to set up an altar to sell the picture of the rain fairy. Gotta grin.

"Old Daoist, I also heard that each altar of the Three Immortals Temple only sells [-] or [-] pictures of Yuxian cloth rain, each priced at ten taels of silver, but this is not always available, every time it is sold immediately Snatch it all! So many people will increase the price to grab it, and at the highest time, they were robbed of a hundred taels of silver for a painting! I am an old man who only sells a few pennies for painting amulets, and one tael of silver can be exchanged for ten pennies. Only one hand can earn the money of a painting!"

The old Taoist was annoyed, and he ate the lami porridge to vent his anger. As a result, the chopsticks pierced the corner of his mouth with blisters, and he covered his mouth in pain and gasped.

"Chen Daochang, you are so angry that you have three or four blisters on the corners of your mouth. It's better not to get angry." Uncle Yuyangzi said with worried eyes.

Daoist Chen covered his mouth and said angrily: "From the day the Three Immortals Monastery took away the little brother's credit for praying for rain, I'm an old Taoist!"

"The five viscera Taoist temple has suffered so many grievances, little brother is not in a hurry, fellow Taoist Yuyangzi, are you not in a hurry at all?"

Yuyangzi smiled peacefully: "As long as there is the head teacher, no matter how strong the wind and rain outside are, it will not be able to penetrate the Taoist temple of the five internal organs."

Although it's only been a month since we reunited with Jin'an, Master Yuyangzi's trust in Jin'an is a firm belief and he persists unswervingly.

"Old Taoist, you have blisters at the corners of your mouth, you should eat less pickled vegetables to irritate the wound, and eat more light beans and lentils." Seeing the old Taoist get angry at the Taoist temple of the five internal organs, Jin An picked up the lentils and put them in the old Taoist bowl, Thanks to the old Taoist for being so attentive to the Taoist Temple of the Five Viscera, he said that he would go to see it tomorrow morning.

Jin An's words were not meant to comfort the old Taoist priest. The next morning, as soon as the sky was clear, he went out early.

It's just that Jin'an left early and came back early. The old Taoist who was sweeping the floor in the Taoist temple saw a painting and a food box containing breakfast in his left hand and came back with a square wooden box in his right hand. His left eye widened in surprise. Small.

"Little brother, did you really buy the painting?"

"Why did you bring back a box? But this box looks familiar, why does it look more and more like a merit box placed in a temple?"

The old Taoist was stunned when he finished speaking, and then he stammered with a shocked expression on his face, "Little brother, you...couldn't you have snatched the merit box of the Temple of the Three Immortals!"

The old Taoist was so shocked that he finally gave a thumbs up and said two words: "Awesome!"

The movement here also attracted Master Yuyangzi who was teaching his disciples to practice.

Going to go, Jin An explained to the old Taoist Tuya Huazi: "This wooden box is indeed the merit box of the Temple of the Three Immortals, but if I say that the map of the rain fairy and the merit box of the Temple of the Three Immortals are all picked up on the road Yes, do you believe it?"

The old Taoist priest leaning on the broom glanced up and down at Jin An, and said, "It doesn't matter whether we believe it or not, little brother, first ask the silly sheep whether he believes you."

Jin An looked at the sheep pen, but received a sideways look, as if the goat was rolling its eyes at him.

The meaning is obvious, even animals do not believe, let alone humans.

"..."

"I really picked this up on the road!" Jin An tried his best to defend himself with three thick black lines hanging from his forehead.

"I just wanted to go to the altar of Sanxian Temple in Yonglefang to see the situation. I didn't plan to buy the picture of rain immortals at the beginning. But when I got there, I found that it was too late. The altar was full of people. It was so overwhelming that more than [-] pictures of Yuxian cloth rain were sold out in an instant."

"As soon as the disciples of the Temple of the Three Immortals finished selling their paintings, they packed up their things and left. It happened by such a coincidence that the disciples of the Temple of the Three Immortals happened to be walking towards me, passing by me, and dropped two things, which were the rain in my hand. Immortal map and merit box."

After listening to Jin An's explanation, the old Taoist envied: "Little brother, you used to pick up money bags and eat breakfast for free every day. Today, you can even pick up the merit box. This is really outrageous. Let's leave and open the door. It's outrageous to get home!"

"This time you must believe it, I really picked up this merit box." Jin An felt a sense of grievance.

Putting aside the matter of picking up the merit box for now, everyone asked Jin An to spread out the picture of Yuxian cloth rain to see what the painting is about.

Taoist backyard.

Jin An asked Afei Ziyue and his brother and sister to wash their hands and have breakfast, and spread out the picture scroll and hung it on the tree for everyone to watch.

"Huh? Still a female rain fairy?" The old Taoist said in surprise, sipping soup dumplings.

"Old Daoist, I thought it would be the Dragon King of the Four Seas, the Four Gods of Wind, Rain, Thunder, and Lightning, Bi Ye, Ping Yi, Shang Yang, and Chi Song Zi, but I didn't expect them to be all of them..."

The picture of Yuxian cloth rain shows a fairy wearing a blue fairy dress, holding a wicker standing in the sky, as the wicker swayed, the wicker sprinkled water droplets, and the water droplets fell to the clouds and turned into torrential rain. The dry land met the dew and burst into vitality , green onions.

The female fairy's breath is holy and sacred, and cannot be profaned by the world.

Seeing the old Taoist priest carefully observing the picture of Yuxian, Jin An said, "I have checked this picture of Yuxian, and there is nothing weird about it, just like the ordinary portraits of gods and Buddhas sold in Taoist temples."

"The appearance of this female Yuxian doesn't match any righteous god. She should be a folk god."

The old Taoist picked up a branch from the ground, and carefully poked the belly and thigh of the female fairy in the picture of Yuxian.

Uh.

Jin An: "Old Taoist, what are you doing?"

The old Taoist walked back to Jin An and said in a low voice, "Old Taoist, I'm checking whether this picture of rain immortals is the same as the picture of immortals on Mount Bulao. The immortals in the painting suddenly came back to life..."

(End of this chapter)