Chapter 11 Zhang Banxian

Fang Chen took a bag of ginseng under the tree back to the orchard and gave it to Yaya.

Yaya only absorbed the aura of the ginseng tree just like last time, and she seemed to enjoy it very much.

The ginseng under the tree that had been inhaled became dry and shriveled and lost its effectiveness.

Yaya suddenly stopped when she had absorbed about twelve or three of them, burped a full, and then climbed down, looking a little sleepy.

“Yaya, what’s the matter with you?” Fang Chen asked, stroking Yaya’s dragon scales.

“Brother, I’m a little full, I need to digest these auras.” Yaya’s voice came in my mind.

After speaking, she returned to the well.

Indeed, you can’t make a big fat man in one bite.

In the next few days, Yaya would come out every day to smoke a few roots of ginseng, sometimes three or four roots, sometimes seven or eight roots.

The summer is hot, the highest temperature can reach 312 degrees, still not a drop of rain has fallen, the land has begun to dry up, the villagers are all miserable, and the water in Fang Chen’s well has begun to bottom out.

“Son, today the village organizes to go to the temple to ask for rain, so go with you.” Fang Chen’s cell phone was a text message from his mother.

Before he could reply, the mother over there seemed to be unable to wait, so the phone immediately followed and called: “Son, did you see the text message I sent you?”

“I saw it, you just called when I was about to reply you.” Fang Chen was a little absent-minded.

He is not interested in these things at all.

People who practice and ask Dao usually live in deep mountains and old forests, and they are devoted to studying.

Those who claim to be half immortals are all fooling people for profit.

“Hurry up and come back and follow me. As someone said, sincerity is the spirit!” Fang Xiuyun said extremely exaggerated.

“Where do you hear the nonsense? These people make this kind of loss-making money. Droughts are inherently natural disasters. What is the use of praying for God to worship Buddha?” Fang Chen frowned slightly.

“Bah, baah!” Fang Xiuyun cursed, “You bastard, what are you talking about? Zhang Banxian can tell the fortune, and they say that today’s 12 o’clock noon is auspicious time. It must be useful to ask for rain!”

Fang Chen was too lazy to argue with his mother, so he had to follow her.

“All right, mother, please take a trip instead of me. I have to watch the orchard. The work at home is not finished yet. You are the leader in our house, the highest leader, as soon as you come forward, Then all the rain gods and dragon kings have to give you face.”

“Boy, you just can say with one mouth!” Fang Xiuyun hung up the phone with a smile.

Fang Chen took the last ginseng under the tree to absorb the spirit energy for Yaya. When the ginseng under the tree was sucked clean, Yaya glowed and finally felt like shedding her skin.

Fang Chen sat by the well to accompany her like last time.

Molting this time was obviously much easier than last time, but it took three hours.

When Yaya flew out from the bottom of the well, her scales gleamed and her body was thick and strong.

Fang Chen collected the shed dragon skin and watched Yaya transform into that little Loli again.

On the head are two golden y-shaped horns, cute big eyes and pink lips look very cute.

She ran back and forth in the orchard with her bare fleshy feet, not caring that the dirt made her feet dirty, looking very excited.

“Yah, your transformation time this time is a lot longer than last time!” Seeing her like this, Fang Chen was also very happy.

Yaya then realized afterwards, and then happily circled around the place: “Brother, I didn’t pay attention, I’m so excited! The aura in my body now is much more abundant than before!”

“Then can you spread rain now?” Fang Chen asked.

Yaya nodded, and then two immature little hands gestured twice in mid-air, and the sky suddenly became gloomy.

Fang Chen couldn’t help being a little surprised when he saw this scene.

Dragon King Niubi!

A vision appeared in the sky, and dark clouds enveloped the entire Qingping Mountain.

The villagers who followed Zhang Banxian’s begging for rain to see this, were overjoyed.

“Zhang Banxian’s words are really useful, the effect is immediate!”

“As expected of Zhang Banxian, I finally saw a cloudy sky!”

“The vegetable garden is saved, it’s really going to rain!”



Fang Xiuyun put her hands together, praying very sincerely in her heart.

Even Zhang Banxian himself did not expect that it would actually rain.

He had already figured out how to continue to fool these people after it hadn’t rained for a few days, but he didn’t expect to be unexpectedly happy.

This is how even God is helping him make money!


In this way, his half-immortal name has become more solid. In the future, those gold and silver treasures will not all fly into his pocket by themselves?

Thinking of this, he pretended to be calm and concealed his urge to laugh, nodded deeply, touched his beard and followed the villagers to enjoy the long-lost cloudy scene.

The wind was violent, and under Yaya’s efforts, the raindrops began to fall, from the initial little raindrops, it slowly turned into a pouring rain.

The dry land began to gradually regain its vitality under the nourishment of rain.

The villagers at the foot of the mountain still did not wait until it rained. They only saw heavy rain pouring down on Qingping Mountain, which was covered by dark clouds, but the rain did not fall down the mountain.

This scene not only surprised the villagers, but even Zhang Banxian saw such a spectacle for the first time.

He knew that the opportunity to make money had come.

“This is a spectacle!” Zhang Banxian let out a long breath.

“What’s going on here? Could it be that our hearts are not religious enough?” a villager who suffered a lot from it innocently asked.

Zhang Banxian pretended to shook his head deeply: “No, no, everyone’s hearts are very pious, and they also sincerely pray to the gods, so that the dark clouds can be used to cover the sun.”

“However, there is heavy rain on the mountain and no rain under the mountain. This is an abnormal celestial phenomenon. There must be a catastrophe in the village.

After speaking, he closed his eyes, and the rapid evolution of a few fingers seemed to be true.

The villagers didn’t dare to speak, looking at Zhang Banxian blankly, waiting for him to calculate.

The drought has lasted for nearly three months, and many people’s crops have withered, and now the only thing they can rely on is Zhang Banxian in front of them.

In the past ten minutes or so, Zhang Banxian slowly won his eyes and asked many villagers: “Tsk, it’s not good.”

Then he asked a village name: “Do you know whose house is halfway up the mountain where it rains?”

Fang Xiuyun stood up and said, “It’s my orchard.”

Zhang Banxian nodded slightly, and the other side Xiuyun said: “You are blessed. The place where your orchard is located is blessed with a dragon’s lair. Blessings, the evil spirit in this village can be resolved, and the village will be blessed with good weather.”

Speaking of this, his tone sank: “Otherwise! Catastrophe is coming!”

The villagers are awe-inspiring!

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