Evolution of the heavens

Chapter 229
Longqing 48 years.

It seems that the current emperor was really stupid, old and stupid, and offended the heavens, resulting in no rain in the seven provinces of the world for half a year.

This severe drought, which has been rare throughout the ages, has taken away an unknown number of lives in the world.

The red sun is hot.

In the season of fire in July, the air is scorched by the scorching heat and ripples appear, making the heat wave over a small town compelling.

A dry branch was scorched by the hot wind. It was not so brittle a day ago, but now, it has been stepped on by a hemp shoe with its feet exposed, and it has directly become ashes.

The one wearing the hemp shoes was a sloppy guy, about 27 or [-] years old, with an unshaven beard and a weed in his mouth. He was accompanied by a young man in his twenties, both of whom were dressed in tatters.

Zhou Yulong held the wild grass in his mouth, turned around and looked at the little follower subtly, squinted his eyes, and said with a mysterious smile: "I dreamed that a fairy taught me the method of praying for rain. I only need to build a nine-foot-nine high platform and be sincere enough to be able to Ask for rain, and save the dry world."

"Xiaolong, do you really want to rely on a dream to help others ask for rain?" The little follower followed behind Zhou Yulong: "There are many people asking for rain these days. How can others believe that you are real?"

"Take a look, what is this?"

"dry ice?"

"Yes, dry ice, according to the things made in ancient books, with this thing, I'm not afraid that others will not believe me."

"But if you really know how to pray for rain, why use this? This is a trick to deceive people."

"Isn't that because praying for rain requires a nine-foot-nine high platform? I can only try it on the high platform. This little trick is to make people trust me first and build a high platform for me."

Soon, the two came to the small town.

Drought for more than half a year.

The town has lost too much vitality.

Zhou Yulong and his little follower walked around the small town, and then came to a dilapidated small courtyard, and kicked open the door of the courtyard.

The people inside were awakened, and they came out quickly: "Who are you?"

"Any pancakes?" Zhou Yulong asked with his hands on his hips.

The waiter in the shop saw his flustered appearance, felt a little afraid in his heart, and said cautiously: "Do you want to eat?"

"Nonsense!" Zhou Yulong yelled, "Take out the food and a bowl of water."

After a while, the shop waiter brought out two pieces of dry biscuits, and seeing the two people gobble them up immediately, they swallowed them all.

If you eat like this, you will definitely choke. Sure enough, after a while, Zhou Yulong squeezed his throat and shouted: "Water, bring water, quickly bring a bowl of water..."

The waiter said: "There is no water."

Zhou Yulong stared: "Did you guys who run the restaurant have anything to drink?"

"Yes, there is, but it's more expensive than pancakes. See if you can afford it." The waiter said.

Zhou Yulong squinted and asked, "How expensive can it be?"

The shop waiter said, "One hundred Wen for noodles and five hundred Wen for a bowl of water."

"Stealing money!"

The waiter in the shop wondered: "This is not stealing money. Look at the weather. The water in the dough is some water we dug from the ditch that was almost dried out dozens of miles away. , Drinking water is even more difficult to come by, if you really can’t afford it, just use your throat to move more and swallow it, and besides, you see that this cake is almost eaten, are you paying the bill.”

After Zhou Yulong finished eating all the pancakes, he smiled and said kindly, "Sorry, I didn't bring any money."

The shop boy was taken aback.

Immediately, I also understood.

Smiling and kindly said:

"Then please wait a moment, both of you."

After all, he walked to the door, blocked the door, and then rang a broken bell at the door.

when!
when!
After a while, many people with rolling pins, ground digging palladium and other various weapons rushed out of the streets around the inn restaurant. Hundreds of people blocked the inn.

"Without money, I'm afraid you two won't be able to leave," said the waiter.

He seemed to be the owner of the inn, and he hugged his chest and said, "Two pancakes cost two hundred cash, just stay in the town, and follow the water team to the ditch tens of miles away tomorrow to pull mud."

"I don't have any money." Zhou Yulong laughed, not afraid at all, and said, "But I have something more valuable than money."

"Huh? Then take it out." The shop owner said.

"I won't be able to get this thing out for a while," Zhou Yulong said.

"What the hell is it?" the shop owner said angrily, "If you don't have anything to pay for, just go pull the water truck for me."

Seeing that the neighbors in the town are rushing up.

Zhou Yulong was also discouraged, and quickly stretched out his hand and yelled: "Don't, don't, I don't have money, but I will ask for rain, I can make it rain, don't rush to tie me up."

Everyone at the entrance of the inn suddenly fell silent.

After all, in this arid world, the word rain itself has a special magical power.

however.

This silence lasted for two or three breaths, and then everyone rushed up, held Zhou Yulong down, and cursed:
"Not only eat and drink for free, but now they want to lie to us."

"It's been more than half a year. His Majesty the Emperor has invited so many mages, and the Edict of Guilt has been issued, but it still hasn't rained."

"Even in Fengxian County, in the past six months, the mage who prayed for rain has come and gone. There are hundreds of monks and priests. Which one is not a big school, which one is not famous, and you can't ask for a drop of water, you?"

"People who talk like this now are liars!"

"Tie him up!"

Just when the crowd was pulling.

I don't know what Zhou Yulong pulled on his body, suddenly everyone screamed, and saw a lot of clouds and mist emerging from Zhou Yulong's body.

"what!"

All the people who went up to tie him up were startled by the clouds and mist that came out of him, and they backed away again and again.

"There is cloud energy coming out of him!"

"He can really make a fuss!"

"I touched the mist, it's so cool!"

At this moment, when everyone looked at Zhou Yulong again, their eyes changed immediately.

Zhou Yulong looked at all the people who were in awe of him, raised his eyebrows triumphantly, and then coughed lightly in order to hide his villainous complacency, and said:
"See now, I really know how to pray for rain, and the clouds and mists on my body are proof, but my magic power is not very strong, so I can only make some clouds and mists now, and I must use the altar and everything else to help me." It really filled the sky with clouds and mists."

When everyone in the town heard this, they were dubious.

But looking at the cloud and mist that has not dissipated on Zhou Yulong's body...

After half a column of incense.

At the entrance of the inn came a group of people whose clothes were more beautiful and luxurious than these ordinary neighbors. They came to Zhou Yulong respectively, and introduced them one by one:
"This old man is the head of the largest clan in this town. The neighbors in the town have offended many people before. I hope you don't blame me, sir. I didn't ask for advice..."

"Zhou Yulong!"

"Master Zhou!" The old man clasped his hands and asked, "The mage said that he could ask for rain, but because he didn't have enough mana, he needed something to help him. I don't know what he needs, but I can make the decision. As long as the mage can ask for rain, I can get it all. "

Zhou Yulong was overjoyed:
"This prayer for rain requires a dharma altar, the higher the better, there is a saying that the higher the dharma altar, the higher the mana, the height needs to be nine feet nine..."

"Nine feet nine?!" The old man was embarrassed: "Can't it be lower?"

Zhou Yulong said with a stern face: "You can't be lower than an inch. If you are lower, you can't go to the sky. Only when you reach this height can you communicate with the sky."

The old man turned his head away and talked with several old men of the same clan.

The height of ninety-nine feet, including the foundation, is at least twelve feet. Even if it is just to build the altar, it will take a month...

But if you can really ask for rain.

"Okay, let's prepare these things according to the mage's wishes." The old man stretched out his hand to ask: "But I would like to ask the mage to show it again, so that we can get excited..."

"It takes mana to exhale clouds and fog. My mana is meager. I've only shown it once, and I'm already exhausted..." Zhou Yulong said.

His goal is a nine-foot-nine high platform, and the dry ice is just an admission ticket, so that others can trust him.

Several old people stopped talking.

Just said:
"Master Zhou, please take a seat at home!"

Among the big clans in this town.

After a while, good wine and food were served on the table.

Zhou Yulong yelled in his heart: "Mom, the people outside can't even eat pancakes, and these old guys still have wine to drink!"

So he took the little follower to eat and eat and stuff up.

Wait until you are full of wine and food.

Several old people stepped forward and looked at Zhou Yulong: "Now the mage has strength, can you show it again..."

They are cautious after all.

I still want to watch Zhou Yulong perform again.

Zhou Yulong secretly thought, it seems that he still has to act again, otherwise there is no way to completely win the trust of these people.

"Since you still want to watch it again, then watch it!"

So, he started chanting in front of the wine table, walked around in a circle, and then shook his sleeves...

Whoops!

An extremely cool icy mist spread out from Zhou Yulong's body, and the next moment, the entire table was covered with clouds and mist, and the air flow was lingering.

"It's really a cloud!"

"Mage!"

Several respected and respected old men in the town were all shocked.

Wait until the banquet is gone.

The two of Zhou Yulong were arranged to have a good room, and even a sensible master sent him a beautiful woman.

His eyes lit up.

Visitors are not rejected.

I sigh secretly that these old guys will really come to trouble.

In the evening, he and this woman came to have an upside down, after some humming.

The woman said to him intoxicatedly: "If you can really ask for rainwater, you will save the people of our town."

Zhou Yulong said boldly: "That's why I went down the mountain. You don't know that the reason why I know how to pray for rain is that I was taught by an immortal in my dream. The immortal told me that as long as I build a nine-foot-nine If I have a high altar, and if I am sincere enough, then I will be able to meet the wind and the rain.”

This dream is real.

After bragging,
He sleeps with this woman in his arms.

……

Then he enjoyed himself in this small town.

With the identity of being able to ask for rain, he can enjoy the convenience in the small town to his heart's content.

"Aren't you afraid of being discovered by them?" The little follower asked: "The altar for praying for rain is really about to be built. If you can't pray for rain by then, it's no joke."

Zhou Yulong said: "Some things are not going well. I went to the construction site to see that the water in this town is too little, and the foundation is not good enough to build a nine-foot-nine high platform, so I don't have to worry about it now."

The little follower said: "What if it happens?"

Zhou Yulong said: "Then I will pray for rain."

In a flash, half a month passed.

In the past half a month, Zhou Yulong lived very well. He got what he wanted in the small town, and whenever he needed anything, he said it was for rain.

In this arid world, he jumped on top of ordinary people in one leap.

But at this moment.

The high altar that prayed for rain fell down.

The altar, which was already four feet high, was built, and it collapsed all at once.

All the old people in the small town came and cried and said: "Nine feet nine, the requirement is too high, and now it is so dry, there is not enough water and mud to lay the foundation, and it cannot be built so high..."

Zhou Yulong shook his head and said, "That won't work. If you can't build a nine-foot-nine altar, you won't be able to ask for rain..."

A group of old people looked at each other and left temporarily.

After another three days.

The old people came to Zhou Yulong and said: "Our town can't continue to build this altar. I know you always have magical powers. We are incapable of building this altar. Otherwise, you can go to another town. , or go to the state and county to ask the government to build this altar..."

Zhou Yulong pretended to be regretful and said: "Since you can't build this altar, then I can only find a place where I can build it."

Before leaving, he comforted the people in this town:
"But you don't have to worry, as long as there is a nine-foot-nine-high altar, I can ask for rain, and then the rain will fall on your town."

Hearing this, the people in the town were grateful to Zhou Yulong again.

Unexpectedly, they didn't build the Dharma altar well, and they would still have a chance to get rainwater.

that's it.

Zhou Yulong failed to pray for rain, but after half a month of eating and drinking for free in this town, he left safely.

The attendant followed behind him and said, "Don't you think of praying for rain at all?"

Zhou Yulong was dissatisfied: "How can you say that? It's because they didn't build that high platform well."

The attendant asked, "Then do you believe that once the high platform is built, you will be able to ask for rain?"

Zhou Yulong didn't answer.

The follower said: "You don't completely believe in your own dream, do you? It's a bit too much for us to deceive people like this, which is already very elusive."

Zhou Yulong said sternly: "How can it be called a lie? Besides, what we eat is the food of those rich people. In such a situation, they still have wine and meat. Is it fair? What's wrong with us eating something from them? .”

"Okay." said the servant.

Zhou Yulong smiled and said, "Since you have no objection, let's go to the next place."

In this way, Zhou Yulong and his followers moved to several small towns within half a year. They all used the same old method. A town can successfully build this nine-foot-nine high platform.

So ever.

When the news spread.

When Zhou Yulong arrived in a new place, everyone's attitude towards him had changed into two completely different attitudes.

"Look, that's Master Zhou! He only needs a nine-foot-nine high platform, and he can pray for rain for us! We need to build a nine-foot-nine high platform for him, so that all the people will be saved. It's going to rain!"

"In order to build this high platform, I will pay any price!"

"He will save us!"

"He will be the savior!"

This is the people who trust him more.

And the attitude of another group of people is.

When Zhou Yulong walked into a street, all kinds of things were thrown at him to greet him.

There are stones and there are tiles.

Zhou Yulong was injured by the smash, and then he heard the abuse again and again:

"A bluffing stick!"

"Your trick has been exposed long ago, you are using dry ice to deceive people!"

"Get out of our town!"

"We will not be fooled by you again, no one will create that liar's platform for you!"

In this way, Zhou Yulong was driven away and insulted by another group of people.

And this time.

A message came.

"The nine-foot-nine high platform has been built."

"It was made by the government!"

"Master Zhou, please go to Fucheng and climb up the nine-foot-nine high platform!"

(End of this chapter)