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Chapter 162
"Squeak" a heavy sound.

In Shaoyang City, the city gate that had just been closed, slowly opened again, and a dozen or so fast horses jumped over the city gate, and each rushed towards the distant village.

The doorman who was guarding the gate looked at the fast horse that was leaving and wondered in his heart: "The county governor has sent so many people out of the city at this time, what do you want to do?"

"Who knows..."

When night falls, ordinary people have no other entertainment. Every household turns off the lights early and prepares to go to sleep.

In the long alley, a figure came out.

The man had a heavy bamboo bang hanging from his chest, a short stick in his left hand and a lantern in his right.

"!"

"!"

In the whirling night, the man walked alone in the streets and alleys, hitting the bamboo bangs rhythmically, and the sound rippled in circles in the empty streets and alleys.

Immediately afterwards, he opened his throat and sang leisurely: "It's a watch at the time of Xu, the weather is dry and things are dry, be careful of the candles!"

"According to the heavens, it will be raining at the next hour tomorrow, and it will not stop for seven days. Every family and every household, take precautions!"

In his sleep, Zhao San turned over and muttered, "What's wrong with this beater, what are you talking about tomorrow's heavy rain?"

The daughter-in-law, who was sleeping beside him, rolled over and got out of bed, pushed open the window, and the singing of the beggars came along with the dry night wind: "The weather predicts that tomorrow will be a quarter of the time, and it will be raining heavily for seven days. Take precautions!"

Zhao San's daughter-in-law has a joy in her eyes: "It is said that it is calculated by the heavens, and there will be a heavy rain tomorrow at Shen Shih!"

Zhao San suddenly woke up, got up hastily, and pricked his ears to listen: "Sure enough, it means that it will rain tomorrow!"

"Isn't the Taiping Sect's Qingyuan sect going to set up an altar tomorrow to cast spells and pray for rain? It seems to be really effective..." Zhao San's daughter-in-law hurriedly bowed.

Zhao San glanced at her: "Are you stupid? The Qingyuan Jiao Zun hasn't cast spells yet, but the beater just now made it clear that there will be heavy rain tomorrow."

"How does he know when it will rain tomorrow?"

Zhao San was puzzled, and quickly put on his coat, put on his shoes, and opened the gate of his own courtyard, catching up with the beating man.

"For the watch, it will really rain at the moment of Shenshi tomorrow?"

When the people around heard the words from the dozen men, they couldn't help but open the door and ask. Zhao San's voice was exactly what was on their minds.

The watchman knocked on the bamboo clapper a few times, and then raised his voice and said, "This is the immortal chief of Taiqingguan hired by the county magistrate. It is calculated, so there is still a fake?"

"That's Taiqingguan, you don't know it, right?" The Gengren looked around the crowd and asked.

"Yes, of course!" someone in the crowd shouted.

"This Taiqingguan is the head of the mysterious gate of the world. The immortals inside are proficient in divination and calculation, and they are more proficient in mysterious arts, and can subdue demons and eliminate evil. Who can not know!"

It's just that Shaoyang, although it is a county, is located in a remote place, none of the 72 temples of the Taoist sect has taken root here, even if they want to worship, there is no chance, it is really regrettable.

Listening to this dozen people say, this is actually calculated by the immortal master of Taiqingguan!

Then, it is bound to rain tomorrow, and everyone jumped for joy.

Someone in the crowd still asked: "But, isn't the Qingyuan sect of the Taiping Sect praying for rain tomorrow? Is this rain from the Qingyuan sect, or is it from the immortal master of Taiqingguan?"

The person next to him knocked on his head: "Qing Yuan Jiao Zun hasn't cast the spell yet, how can you say that he prayed for the rain?"

Seeing this, Da Gengren smiled, and then extended his voice and said loudly: "The immortal of Taiqingguan said that the sky is natural and cannot be done by human beings. The theory of praying for rain is not credible, but it is based on the sky, and how to calculate it in advance. When will it rain?"

"If not, why don't you pray for rain in the early days, and do not pray for rain in the evening, but set up an altar three minutes before tomorrow?"

Yes, if not, why is it that more than ten days ago, everyone asked Qing Yuan Jiao Zun to cast the law and pray for rain, but Jia Zun refused to say that it was not a good day and auspicious day?

Wasn't he the one who had the final say on this auspicious day?

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and the respect for Qingyuan Jiao Zun in my heart is shaken.

These people do not all believe in Taiping.

Only on weekdays, the Taiping sect has indeed been preached to a certain degree, and since the drought, it has given water to the people, so that everyone can't help but admire it.

Coupled with drought and water shortages, Qingyuan's prayer for rain has touched the hearts of the people of Shaoyang.

This prayer for rain is originally with great expectations, but also with all kinds of uncertainty.

If the rain doesn't come, it must be disappointing, but if the rain can fall, the joy that the expectation comes true is great, and even the person who prays for the rain will naturally give rise to respect and admiration.

But now, the county magistrate has asked the immortal chief of Taiqingguan to calculate and insist that it will definitely rain tomorrow at Shenshi.

Everyone's expectation of praying for the rain faded at once. At that time, even if it rains, it will make people feel that it is just as the immortal master calculated. Even if no one prays, the rain will fall.

The belief that had just been established in the hearts of the people was shaky before it could be consolidated.

Watching the expressions on everyone's faces, the watchman said again: "If you don't believe it in your heart, you can only wait to see when the rain falls tomorrow. Is it just as the fairy said, it can be done at the time of application!"

Yes, see the result tomorrow!

Anyway, if it is true as the Immortal Taiqing Guan said, this rain can come down, no matter whether it is from the Qingyuan sect, it will be a good thing for them Shaoyang!

The crowd cheered again.

The watchman knocked on the bangzi again and again, and called everyone to be quiet: "The immortal master of Taiqingguan also calculated it. It rained heavily for seven days."

"After the so-called major drought, there must be major floods. Every household should take precautions early."

"Tomorrow dawns, the county government will call in labor to build river embankments and dig channels. Every household, if a strong person signs up to contribute, will be exempted from [-]% of the tax this year!"

"Fifty percent of the tax!" Someone exclaimed, that's a lot!
"I go!"

"I am coming too!"

For a while, they didn't know whether to rejoice over the coming heavy rain in March, or lament over the flood predicted by Xianchang.

All in all, everything will be settled tomorrow.

However, for this tax-free job, you can also apply for a name first and take a place.

That night, this kind of fight, such discussions about Taiqing watching the fairy, praying for rain, and the hidden dangers of floods, appeared in every street and alley in Shaoyang City.

Even in the villages outside the county town, the village was awakened overnight by the people sent by the county government.

They had to take advantage of the night to go all over the village to announce Taiqing Guan Xianshi's calculations, reminding every household to take precautions against floods.

When it was dawn, all the children and beggars in the streets and alleys sang the words of the beggars, "The sky is calculated, the sun is a moment, the rain is pouring, and it will not stop for seven days. Every family and every household, take precautions!"

Even those who slept to death last night and didn't hear any movement in the streets also heard these words.

At this time, within the teaching concept of Taiping Sect, some disciples rushed into the camp of Qingyuan Jiao Zun: "Jiao Zun, it's not good! It's not good!"

(End of this chapter)