Missy, she likes to make waves

Chapter 3

After the old lady sent someone to stir things up, a lot of time passed.

The incense in the censer on the table was only as long as my little finger, and Zhou Bi stared at the censer in a daze.

When disaster strikes, turmoil continues everywhere.

Thinking about waiting for this Buddha incense to burn out, if the river god does not appear by then, what will happen on the scene?
Before praying for rain, Zhou Bi sent additional staff temporarily.

However, the scale of praying for rain this time is unprecedented. If something really happened, it would be impossible to stop the riot with only the manpower in the yamen.

I can only do my best and obey the destiny.

If you pray for rain, everyone will be happy.

If he failed to pray for rain, he resigned from office and handed over the black gauze hat on his head to appease the anger of the people.

As for the little girl's escape, he has also arranged it so that she won't lose her life because of it.

Zhou Bi's inner drama is so rich, Li Yan doesn't know, who cares what a tool person thinks.

Li Yan on the altar looked extremely focused at the moment.

After waving the willow stick dipped in water at the incense burner in front of the desk, she held the willow branch with both hands and raised it above her head, then slowly knelt down and bowed to the ground.

After Li Yan knelt down, Zhou Bi seemed to have bumped into something evil, and unexpectedly, she knelt down with a plop.

This is the case for a county magistrate after Zhou Bi.

Don't tell anyone else.

Then, the sound of thumping and thumping continued one after another.

The people below held the wicker that didn't exist, and fell to their knees.

Thousands of people kneeled like this, and the scene was extremely spectacular.

"The villagers were ignorant and offended the god of the river. They begged the god of the river to bless them and bring rain to eliminate the disaster."

The girl's voice was translucent and clear, resounding throughout the square.

"The villagers were ignorant and offended the god of the river. They knelt down and begged the god of the river to bless them with rain." The people shouted.

"God bless my great cause, God bless me and the county." Li Yan stood up and then knelt down.

"God bless my great cause, God bless me and the county." The people fell to the ground and shouted together, and the sound was loud.

Witnessing the scene in front of him, Jin Jie's heart beat faster, his knees became weak, and he fell to his knees with a plop.

Play big, but really play big.

Immeasurable Heavenly Venerables, Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, Namo Amitabha.

Empress Mazu must protect her young lady.

Kumquat really has no choice but to wish she could grow a pair of wings out of thin air, take the young lady straight to the sky, and escape from the sky.

But I kneel and kneel, and I pray.

The sun still hung high, mocking the world mercilessly, and there was no sign of rain.

Finally, someone couldn't hold back anymore, "You said that Li Yan doesn't know how to pray for rain, but you don't believe me. Now you have seen it, let alone rain, there is not even a shred of rain."

"Praying for rain, Li Yan is a magic stick. It's ridiculous that you all believe it and gather here happily. You are really stupid."

He Xiucai was the first to stand out among them, pointing at the arrogant girl on the altar, "It's just a little girl who pretends to be a ghost, deceives the crowd, and the people compliment you a few times, you really take yourself seriously. The way of heaven is your father." , or Thunder God is your mother, hurry up and get off the altar.

Someone shouted loudly, "Li Yan, hurry up, get off the altar."

"Get off the altar."

"Get off the altar."

"If you don't pray for rain, what rain do you pray for?"

"Go crazy and go crazy yourself, don't get involved with us."

"If you don't leave, don't blame the master for being rude."

The one who spoke was Qian, the son of a wealthy family in the city, who was pampered and pampered on weekdays.

This time, being forced to come to the altar by the elders of the family, I have long been pissed off.

Not to mention the half-day exposure to the sun, kneeling and prostrating, the skin on my knees was sore, how can I bear it now.

"If you don't have the ability to show off what you can do, it's better to make up for it earlier and obediently worship the river god."

"Perhaps the God of the River, for your sincerity, can forgive your crimes and leave you with a whole body."

"To the God of the River, to the God of the River." Several poppi rascals followed suit.

In the hearts of the people in Hejun, Ms. Li is a fairy who descended to earth, wishing to make offerings to people as if they were living Bodhisattvas.

Now that He Xiucai and others are openly slandering Ms. Li in front of them, who can bear it?
The angry people broke out in an instant.

"What are you yelling about, hindering Miss Li from praying for rain, and offending the river god, can you afford such a crime?" Someone shouted angrily.

"It's not a pity to die if you hinder Miss Li from praying for rain and offend the river god." He said humanely.

There were troublemakers, and most of them were helping each other, and the scene was noisy for a while.

Li Yan on the altar was calm, as if the noise below had nothing to do with her.

The little girl's calmness made Zhou Bi unable to guess what she was thinking at this time.

Isn't the little girl afraid?

Aren't you afraid that praying for rain will fail, and these people will eat her alive?

How can you not be afraid?

How old is she?

13?

Or 14?

At this age, he would be frightened to death if anyone else said anything casually.

So she must be pretending, and she must be terribly scared.

He had to pretend nothing had happened.

Whether it is true or not, the little girl is stupid, extremely stupid.

It's useless, it's useless to be brave!
If the little girl is like this, they will feel that she is ignoring them, and it will only make the scene worse.

Zhou Bi couldn't help shaking his head. After all, he was still young, and he hadn't seen any troubles.

At this moment, he did not lend a helping hand.

He wanted to see what the little girl could rely on?

Why is she so calm?
And why fearless?

It is because of her madness that she is not afraid of death!
Still with a cavity of blood and courage!
Before praying for rain, Zhou Bi had several confrontations with the little girl.

In the few confrontations he had, he had suffered a lot, and he was really upset.

The voice of the disturbance became louder and louder, and the crowd surged like sea waves.

The scene gradually got out of control, and the two groups of people were about to fight.

Once the mouth is opened, the anger of the masses will erupt like a torrent, and the matter will only intensify.

Li Yan frowned slightly and looked at Zhou Bi.

Zhou Bi, however, remained motionless as if an old monk had fallen asleep.

Dog officials are not human.

Li Yan curled her lips into a smile, glanced at the rioting crowd, and said loudly, "Stop it all."

The girl on the altar looked indifferent, and her voice was even colder.

With this shout, everyone couldn't help shivering, and the movements of their hands froze immediately.

But He Xiucai, who was making the most trouble at the moment, felt his knees weaken under Li Yan's gaze, and he knelt for no reason.

He Xiucai's heart felt cold, his mouth seemed to be stitched shut, and he immediately became dumb.

Obviously Li Yan didn't look at him, but he felt that the girl's gaze seemed to have substance.

It seemed to shoot straight at him through the crowd.

Really fucking bewitched.

The noisy scene was instantly quiet, and no one dared to move rashly.

All eyes were on the girl.

(End of this chapter)