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Ning Shu's only valuable thing is divine blood, Poseidon's divine blood, but he doesn't know if he knows the goods or not.
"What wish do you have, I can help you realize it." Ning Shu asked, next time you do a task, you must exchange some clothes.
Otherwise, as in the current situation, run naked!
The girl shook her head, then thought of something, paused and said, "It has not rained for two months, and there is almost no water in the well."
Even if there is water, it is still a little turbid water. I have prayed to the gods for a long time, and it has not rained.
The girl just said something casually, and didn't expect Ning Shu to rain.
Ning Shu said, "If it rains for me, will you give me the clothes?"
The girl didn't believe it at all, "If it rains, I will give you the fabric and make you a beautiful dress."
Only the gods can control the four seasons. It rains and winds. This woman who suddenly appeared has her hair blown up and looks beautiful, but it does not mean that it can rain.
"It's raining late, get your clothes ready." Ning Shu said.
Ning Shu pointed a finger and lowered the temperature of the clouds. The colder the water vapor in the air, the water will be dissolved. This is the principle of artificial rainfall.
The girl was suspicious and didn't believe Ning Shu at all. Ning Shu didn't care. She found a place to sit down and asked the girl weaving with her chin, "What's your name?"
The girl said without looking up, "Arachni, are you not leaving?"
"I don't have a place to go now. I have to wait for your clothes." Ning Shuchao said indifferently, "But I feel your name sounds familiar."
Arachne, who knows how to weave, Ning Shu asked, "This is Lydia."
"Yes." Arachne.
Ning Shu: …
Ning Shu looked at the dark-skinned woman, tsk tsk, ran so far, and met someone who was involved with Athena.
The young girl of Lydia, named Arachne, was unrivaled in her weaving skills.
The shawls woven are as thin as cicada wings but as warm as fur, and the patterns on the fabric are so vivid that even birds fly into the house from the windows to peck at the cherries of the embroidery.
She was young, and everyone praised her. She couldn't hold back her complacence, and boasted: "I am the best weaver girl in the world, and I, Athena, weave even better."
Athena knew, and of course the rest of the gods heard it.
Athena Horse set out to the small village of Lydia, where Arachne lived. Arachne was spinning and weaving in the house when he heard a knock on the door and opened the door.
At the door stood a tall blond beauty, reserved and solemn. She probably guessed who this beauty was, and knelt down under her knees.
A soft voice came from Arachne's head: "Okay, confused girl, I am the Athena you ridiculed, can you give me a reason not to kill you?"
Arachne shook his head desperately, sobbing and begging Athena's forgiveness
"Poor child, you are proud of your talent, and your talent destroys you like a scorpion's stinger."
Athena gave him a chance, the two bet on weaving, who can weave a beautiful cloth, and the loser will never be able to touch the spindle.
Of course, Arachni lost in the end. Arachni was not afraid, so he hanged himself with a hemp rope.
Athena looked at Arachne, her face was purple, her eyes were bulging, her hair stood on end.
So Athena touched Arachne's shoulder with her hand, and Arachne's face turned from purple to black, her eyes became more prominent, her body contracted, and her hands and feet became longer.
Athena touched the hanging rope again, and the rope swayed for a while, and the changes became thinner and thinner, until it became a slender silk, and a fluffy multi-legged insect was scraped and hung on one end of the silk.
The loser of the bet will not be able to touch the spindle or weave. The kind Athena turned her Lacklin into a spider and let her continue to spin silk and weave in the bushes.
Ning Shu: …
If people want to die, you will let them die, and you will turn people into ugly spiders.
Turn Medusa into an ugly basilisk and a maiden into a spider.
How many are so ugly -_-||
Arachne was proud of his weaving skills, and Athena turned into an old woman to make Arachne fear the gods.
Arachne did not care much, and Athena must have been angry, thinking that the gods were magnanimous.
Ning Shu said: "You are very powerful, these cloths are so beautiful."
"Actually I can weave more beautiful fabrics," Arachne said.
"Being humble is very important, and making a fortune in silence is king." Although Arachne is a human woman, although she is very talented, she has no power, and this result is certain.
Athena, as the ancestor of teaching human textile technology, will tolerate a human being who says that someone can weave better?
"I don't understand what you're talking about, everyone says I weave beautifully," said Arachne.
Ning Shu held his chin and looked out the window, some dark clouds gathered in the sky, blocking the sun, and the earth became a little dark.
"You can make me clothes. It's already cloudy now, and it will definitely rain later." Ning Shu said.
"When it really rains, I'll be able to make your clothes for you soon," Alanick said.
Ning Shu sat cross-legged on the ground and began to practice, hurry up to practice.
There was a rumbling sound, and there was thunder in the sky. Alanick was a little surprised and left.
Go out of the house and look at the sky.
In addition to Alanick, many people waited out of the house and waited for the rain.
The thunder became more and more intense, Ning Shu stopped cultivating, ran out of the house, and flew to the place close to the thunder.
Ning Shu stood in a tree, watching the thunder and lightning approaching, and decided to attract the thunder and absorb the power of the thunder.
Ning Shu took a deep breath and went to provoke the thunderbolt, and a thunderbolt struck Ning Shu's body mercilessly.
Ning Shu's hair stood up, smoking, and Ning Shu opened his mouth and exhaled white smoke.
The body has the power of thunder to flow. I don't know if it is because he has been baptized by the power of thunder of Zeus before. Ning Shu feels that this thunder and lightning is not as painful as the power of thunder of Zeus.
The power of thunder absorbed by Ning Shu, and the power of thunder in his dantian, can be regarded as a harvest.
Ning Shu continued to provoke the thunder and lightning, and the thunder rumbled, hitting Ning Shu's body one after another.
Ning Shu opened his mouth and exhaled smoke, his flesh was about to be cooked.
After the thunder and lightning, it rained heavily. Everyone took out the clay pots and put their heads to catch the rain. Some people ran wild in the rain, or danced.
Ning Shu returned to the house, the thatched cottage was leaking, dripping.
Alanick's own fabrics were collected and ready to make clothes for Ning Shu. He looked at Ning Shu carefully and asked, "I'll make clothes for you. Are you a god?"
"No." Ning Shu sat down and began to practice the power of thunder to suppress the riot in Dantian.
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