White Bone Monkey King

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

That night, dark clouds shrouded the sky above Fucheng, with lightning and thunder. Soon, raindrops fell on the cracked fields and dry riverbeds. The rain became heavier and heavier, and finally it became a heavy downpour. There was a roaring sound from the sky and the earth.

The old Taoist priest and Master 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 happily and said: "Little brother, you prayed for rain again. This rain came at the right time. Bring coolness."

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

The old Taoist priest and Uncle Yuyangzi both showed surprised expressions, but they didn't take it to heart, thinking that it would finally rain after the drought for a long time.

This storm came and went quickly, and it stopped immediately after a long drought.

The next day, a sensational incident occurred in Fucheng. A Taoist temple announced in a high-profile manner that the rain in the past few days and the rain last night were all caused by the Sanxian Temple using the rain prayer technique to pray to heaven. Tonight, they Will continue to pray for rain.

In less than a day, this matter spread throughout the city, and one can imagine the commotion it caused.

As a result, at night, the sky over Fucheng really shrouded in dark clouds again, and it started to rain heavily.

"I didn't expect that you are not the only one who knows the art of praying for rain. Jiangnan is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. But this Three Immortals Temple prays for rain. How can you grab the credit? The rain last time was clearly yours. It's raining!" The old Taoist priest sighed in dissatisfaction, complaining for Jin An.

The voice of the old Taoist priest complaining about Jin'an was quickly covered up by the cheers outside. The people in Fucheng walked out of their homes and stood in the rain, shouting words such as "Fuyou is a real person and a living god", letting the rain soak them and sweep them away. The heat is sweltering.

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

After this day of praying for rain, everyone was convinced that Sanxian Temple could pray for rain. In the following two days, the number of daily pilgrims at Wuzang Taoist Temple continued to decrease. All the people in Fucheng went to Sanxian Temple to worship Fuyou there. Master Fuyun, Master Fuyao, pray for nectar from heaven.

In particular, the farmers who rely on the crops in the fields are the fastest growing devout believers. Scholars, farmers, industry and commerce, farmers account for the vast majority. You can imagine how rapidly the scale of the Three Immortals Temple has grown.

Ever since Sanxian Temple announced that it can pray for rain, it has rained continuously every night in Fucheng. Although the rains are brief each time, this does not prevent Sanxian Temple from frantically attracting new believers.

The Three Immortals Temple is crazily expanding its followers, but what about the Five Zang Taoist Temple?

The number of pilgrims to the Five Zang Taoist Temple has dropped by 70% to 80%. Only neighbors and people who have received favors from the Five Zang Taoist Temple are still sincere. Other pilgrims have all turned to the Three Immortals Temple like grasshoppers. Now the momentum of the Three Immortals Temple has surpassed the Five Zang Taoist Temple. What is most talked about among the people after dinner is that there live three living gods in the Sanxian Temple who have powerful powers and can pray for rain.

The old Taoist priest was so anxious about this that a new blister appeared at the corner of his mouth every day. Only Jin An was not anxious and did not explain his prayers for rain to others. He concentrated on practicing every day to stabilize his realm.

The old Taoist priest got angry and asked Jin An why he was not in a hurry. Jin An's answer every time was "just wait and see what happens."

The old Taoist priest wanted to ask more, but Master Yuyangzi stopped him and said that we have to believe in the master. The master said that he must wait and see what happens, and he must have his own ideas.

When the Three Immortals Temple caused uproar in Fucheng, people's calls for more rain at the Sanxian Temple also increased.

When the public outcry reached its peak, Sanxian Temple began to sell pictures of the Rain Immortal spreading rain to the outside world. It was said that hanging a picture of the Rain Immortal at home and burning incense and praying religiously every day would increase the power of the Rain Immortal and prolong the rain. The more people in the family believe in Yuxian and the more incense they offer, the faster the Yuxian's magic power increases.

It is also said that because painting the Rain Fairy Picture is not easy and requires a lot of energy and energy to paint, the quantity is limited every day and while supplies last, buy early and enjoy the blessings of the Rain Fairy.

This abnormal weather has already made people panic. In order to pray for rain, people are crazy about buying rain fairy pictures. It is said that many farmers pool their money to buy rain fairy pictures, and more than a dozen households with more than 100 people worship a rain fairy picture together.

At dinner that day, the old Taoist priest also mentioned the Rain Immortal's Rain Pattern that was being discussed all over the city.

"I heard that the disciples of Sanxian Temple will come to our Yongle Square tomorrow to decorate the altar and sell the Rain Immortal Pictures. This has gone too far and is blatantly poaching us!" The old Taoist priest had several blisters at the corners of his mouth. Even eating rice porridge hurt. You have to grin.

"I've also heard that Sanxian Temple only sells ten or twenty pictures of Rain Immortals at each altar. Each picture costs ten taels of silver. It's not always possible to buy it. Every time it goes on sale, it sells instantly. It’s all sold out! So many people will increase the price to grab it, and the highest price they get is a hundred taels of silver for a painting! I am a seasoned artist who only sells amulets for a few pennies a piece, and one tael of silver grain can be exchanged for ten coins. How much does it cost me, a seasoned artist? Only one hand can earn the price of a painting!”

The old Taoist priest was so angry that he took big mouthfuls of rice porridge to vent his anger. As a result, he hit a blister on the corner of his mouth with his chopsticks. He covered his mouth in pain and gasped.

"Daozhang Chen, you are so angry that you have three or four blisters on the corners of your mouth. It's better to be less angry." Uncle Yuyangzi said with concern in his eyes.

Taoist Master Chen covered his mouth and said angrily: "From the day the Three Immortals Temple took away my little brother's contribution to praying for rain, I will never be able to forgive you!"

"The Wu Zang Taoist Temple has suffered so many grievances. My little brother is not anxious. Fellow Taoist Yuyangzi, are you not anxious at all?"

Yuyangzi smiled peacefully: "As long as the master is here, no matter how strong the wind and rain outside are, it will not be able to penetrate the Wu Zang Taoist Temple."

Although it had only been a little over a month since he reunited with Jin An, Master Yuyangzi's trust in Jin An was unwavering.

"Old Taoist, if 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 priest getting angry because of the Five Zang Taoist Temple, Jin An picked up the lentils and put them in the old Taoist priest's bowl. Thanks to the old Taoist priest for being so interested in the Five Zang Taoist Temple, he said he would go and have a look tomorrow morning.

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

It's just that Jin'an left early and came back early. The old Taoist priest who was sweeping the floor in the Taoist temple was shocked when he saw that he was holding a painting and a food box with breakfast in his left hand and a square wooden box in his right hand. 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 priest was stunned when he finished speaking, and then with a shocked expression on his face, he stammered: "Little, little brother, you...couldn't you have snatched the merit box from Sanxian Temple?"

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

The commotion here attracted Master Yuyangzi, who was tutoring his disciples in cultivation.

Go, go, go, Jin'an asked the old Taoist priest Hua Zi to explain: "This wooden box is indeed the merit box of the Three Immortals Temple, but if I say that the Rain Immortal Picture and the merit box of the Three Immortals Temple were both picked up by me on the road, Yes, do you believe it?"

The old Taoist priest holding a broom looked at Jin An up and down and said, "It doesn't matter whether we believe it or not. Little brother, you first ask Silly Sheep whether he believes you."

Jin An looked at the sheepfold and received a sidelong glance, as if the goat was rolling its eyes at him.

The meaning is very obvious, even animals don't believe it, let alone people.

"..."

"I really picked this up on the road!" Jin An had three thick black lines hanging from his forehead and tried his best to defend himself. His image of being a wise and powerful warrior must not collapse in front of his uncle Yuyangzi and brother and sister Afei Ziyue.

"I just wanted to go to the Sanxian Temple's altar in Yonglefang to check out the situation. I had no intention of buying the Rain Immortal Picture from the beginning. But when I arrived at the place, I found that it was already late and the altar was crowded with people. It was so popular that more than 20 pictures of the rain fairy spreading rain were sold out instantly."

"As soon as the Sanxian Temple disciples finished selling the paintings, they packed up and left. It just happened to be such a coincidence. The Sanxian Temple disciples happened to walk towards me and passed by me. They happened to drop two things, which were the rain in my hand. Immortal Picture and Merit Box.”

After listening to Jin An's explanation, the old Taoist priest was envious: "Little brother, you used to pick up money bags and just eat breakfast every day. Today, you can even pick up the merit box. This is really outrageous. You opened the door for leaving. It's outrageous!"

"You must believe this time, I really picked up this merit box." Jin An felt moved that the injustice had been redressed.

Putting aside the matter of picking up the merit box for the time being, everyone asked Jin An to spread out the picture of the rain fairy spreading rain to see what the meaning of this picture was.

Taoist temple backyard.

Jin An asked A Fei and Ziyue brother and sister to wash their hands and have breakfast, and at the same time spread out the scroll and hung it on the tree for everyone to watch.

"Huh? She's still a female rain fairy?" the old Taoist priest said in surprise as he slurped the soup dumplings in his mouth.

"Old Taoist, I originally thought that 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 Songzi who control wind and rain, but I didn't expect that they were all different..."

The Rain Fairy Painting depicts a fairy wearing a green fairy skirt, holding a wicker and standing in the sky. As the wicker is swayed, the wicker sheds water droplets, and the water droplets fall to the clouds and turn into a downpour. The arid land bursts into vitality when encountering nectar. , lush green.

The aura of that female fairy is holy and sacred, and cannot be blasphemed by the world.

Jin An saw the old Taoist priest carefully observing the Rain Immortal Picture and said: "I have checked this Rain Immortal Picture and there is nothing weird about it. It is just like the ordinary images of gods and Buddhas sold in Taoist temples."

"The appearance of this female rain fairy does not match any righteous god. She should be a folk god."

The old Taoist priest picked up a branch from the ground, and then carefully poked the belly and thighs of the female fairy on the Rain Fairy Picture.

Well.

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

The old Taoist priest walked back to Jin An and said in a low voice: "Old Taoist, I am checking whether this picture of the Immortal Rain is the same as the picture of the Immortal on the Bulao Mountain. The immortal in the picture suddenly came to life..."