Chapter 2405 Asking for Rain

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After knocking down the masked man, Zhao Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

If Coach Lin were here, he would definitely give his disciple a thumbs up.

It was his first time facing an enemy, and it was a robber who was licking blood from the tip of his knife. It was really rare to be in such a fighting mood. If it had been an ordinary kid, he would have been so scared that he would wet his pants.

"Grab it, let you snatch it."

Afraid that the two thieves would get up again, Zhao Yun gave them two more sticks.

Looking at Wang Xiaoguan and Wang Yuanwai, their mouths were half open, and they were just spectators the whole time.

It really is.

Recognition has no appearance, and the sea water cannot be measured.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, who would have thought that a frail little scholar could burst out with such terrifying power.

"Uncle Wang."

Zhao Yun has come over and took out a small bottle from his arms.

This is healing sore medicine, given to him by Coach Lin.

Fortunately, Wang Yuanwai's wound was not serious and his life was not in danger.

"Zilong, thank you." Wang Xiaoguan expressed gratitude from the bottom of his soul.

Tonight, luckily my little brother is here.

Otherwise, the consequences for the Wang family would be disastrous.

"It's not a big deal." Mr. Zhao smiled.

The junior official is very loyal, how can he just sit back and do nothing.

"Evil will be rewarded with evil, and good will be rewarded with good?" Wang Yuanwai murmured.

On weekdays, his family's petty officials often secretly deliver food to the blacksmith's family.

He had known about this for a long time, but most of the time he turned a blind eye.

Now it seems that there are more acts of kindness to be done, and tonight is an excellent example.

"Uncle, can you lend me some tributes?" Zhao Yun said.

"Tribute?" Wang Yuanwai was stunned, and the junior officials were also confused.

"The half-immortal wants to set up an altar to pray for rain, but there is a shortage of tribute." Zhao Yun smiled awkwardly.

"He's a magic stick, can he ask for rain?"

"Try it! What if I can ask for it?"

The child opened his mouth without Wang Yuanwai asking any more questions. How could he be stingy?

Besides, the grace of saving his life was beyond heaven. Even if he borrowed tributes and squandered all his family wealth, he wouldn't frown at all.

at night.

The palace invited a doctor to treat the people.

Accompanying the doctor was Coach Lin.

When he heard about the incident in the house, his eyebrows were raised high, and the look in Zhao Yun's eyes was also surprisingly shocked. "Disciple Xing!" Kill two bandits in the first battle.

When it comes to robbers, they have been kidnapped.

Others may not know it, but Coach Lin frowned slightly when he saw it.

"Master, do you recognize them?" Zhao Yun asked.

"The bandits from Black Wolf Mountain, I have fought against their second master before."

"No wonder they come here to rob homes and rob homes."

Zhao Yun said, stepping forward and kicking him again.

Coach Lin was worried. Heilang Mountain was not easy to mess with. His family had suffered a loss here, and they might take revenge in the future.

"Hey, why are you thinking so much?" He quickly collected his thoughts.

In a year of severe drought, it's hard to say whether he can survive until tomorrow. Why are you still afraid of his bandit leader?

The most important thing is to get through the immediate difficulties first.

"Hurry up."

Before dawn, I saw dark figures in front of the Wang family's residence.

This time, it's not about giving porridge, but asking for rain. No, the servants of the Wang family are building an altar as the half-immortal said, and he is holding a worn-out talisman pen and carving a line on it. Tao secret lines.

"What are you doing here?" Many people asked.

"I heard that the half-immortal asked for rain." The insider whispered.

"Pray for rain?"

"Just him?"

"A magic stick?"

Many people from the town came, and noise was inevitable.

It should be that Ye Banxian often deceives people, so that few people believe him.

Believe it or not, the victims are full of hope, God! Let it rain!

"Have you heard that the Wang family was robbed last night?"

"Yes, it's absolutely true. Several people died."

"Are those two thieves still tied to the pillar at this moment?"

While waiting, there were more noises, mostly talking about last night.

There is no airtight wall. The people in the town were extremely surprised when they saw Zhao Yun's demeanor. It was that handsome boy who knocked down the two thieves.

"The old blacksmith picked up a treasure!"

Too many people lamented, and too many people marveled.

Apart from being amazed, there are also doubts.

How can you develop such strong martial arts at such a young age?

‘It doesn’t matter who taught it. ’

Coach Lin put his head behind his hands and his back was straight.

The most commendable thing he did in the first half of his life was to accept Zhao Zilong as his disciple, which really made his master proud.

"Baby, you're not hurt!"

The old blacksmith also came.

He has said this several times.

As a father, he was also shocked!

He thought that Wazi was only good at marksmanship.

Only then did I realize that the actual combat was actually very good.

"No." Zhao Yun smiled.

"Where did you find "Wind and Rain"?" Wang Xiaoguan poked him.

"The old gentleman's house." Zhao Yun said and glanced at Fang Fang.

Speaking of the old scholar, he actually came. He must have been too weak, so Wan Xin supported him all the way.

That "Wind and Rain Record" was not stolen by him. He bought it at a street stall in the early years.

I love books as much as my life! He likes to collect ancient books.

Who would have thought that it was the one lost by the Wang family.

Who would have thought that the real owner of that book was Ye Banxian.

As for that magic stick, he is really big-hearted. He sells the items handed down from his ancestors as soon as he wants to.

"spread."

Here, Ye Banxian has put away his talisman pen and stepped onto the altar.

On the altar, there is a table, and on the table, there are tributes.

Great tribute! The hungry and panic-stricken people all drooled at the sight.

"Tell me, can Ye Banxian ask for rain?" Wang Xiaoguan asked again.

"Yes." Zhao Yun said this word with certainty.

Although his master was often out of tune, he was still somewhat capable.

If you don't even believe in your disciples, who will believe in Ye Banxian?

Call for wind and rain.

"Master, please protect me."

Ye Banxian murmured, and respectfully inserted three sticks of musk into the incense burner.

At this moment, his expression was completely out of tune.

At this moment, he also looked solemn.

I finally found "Wind and Rain Record" and I had to ask for rain no matter what.

Wutong Town needed its help, and he was extremely unwilling to disappoint his disciple, let alone dishonor the reputation of this lineage in front of the ancestor's soul.

"Open the altar."

With a slight scolding, he grasped the mahogany sword tightly.

He was very presentable, circling around the table while chanting incantations, and occasionally scattering a handful of paper money.

The crowd of figures are all spectators.

No one disturbed him for fear of disturbing the gods.

And Ye Banxian also has nothing in mind.

In the past, he was crazy and crazy, but when he went to this altar, he had an indescribable temperament.

Perhaps, it was his charitable thoughts that held all sentient beings in mind.

Or maybe it was the hopeful eyes in the audience that gave him an unprecedented sense of presence.

That should be the meaning of living.

No matter which one, it was enough to change his state of mind.

Once a person has enlightened himself and looks around, the road ahead will be clear.

"The rain is coming."

Under the spotlight,

Ye Banxian stood still in one step, raised his mahogany sword high, and pointed at the sky.

Needless to say, with this sword pointing towards the past, there was really a hint of cool breeze in the scorching hot day.

Then, dark clouds were seen, slowly covering the sun that was burning the sky and the earth.

"Is it really raining?"

Seeing the change in the situation, everyone's eyes sparkled.

Even Wang Yuanwai, who often scolded the semi-immortal god stick, looked surprised.

"Look, the rain is coming."

I don't know who it was, but howled.

There was no need for him to shout, everyone present also raised their heads.

As soon as you look into the sky, you can see raindrops all over the sky.

Oh no, it's not rain, it's hail.