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Yu Heng also knew that someone was staring at him, so he ignored him. Apart from those people chatting with him every day, he just practiced and took the time to try the rain praying technique. This needs to be done by opening an altar. He has the talisman, but nothing else.

Knowing that this little Taoist priest had such lofty aspirations, the neighbors were very enthusiastic. One brought a table, another borrowed a few broken bowls, and another brought an incense burner... In fact, they were also very curious. This self-proclaimed genius Does the twelve-year-old little master really have what he has on hand? If it is true, it would be a great thing for them, so they are willing to help no matter how troublesome it is.

There was no rice, so Yu Heng took a few corpse-suppressing charms and went up the mountain. He was arranged to live on the mountainside, and further up was where Lieutenant Li and the others lived. I heard that there were many military masters living there.

After waiting outside for a long time, there was news about the five peace talismans that were handed in. Huang Daozhang took the time to look at the talisman paper and praised it first: "Well done! The painting is done in one go!" After learning the origin of the talisman paper, He didn't ask why he didn't invite anyone over, and said clearly: "This talisman paper is very good, let him change it."

Lieutenant Li took the talismans back and put them away. There were people patrolling Huangsong Mountain every day, and these talismans had to be worn by them.

When he turned around, Yu Heng received 52 meters. After taking it back, he began to think about the art of praying for rain.

Lieutenant Li also received the news and is still waiting and watching.

How boring it is on Ponderosa Mountain! Now there are other things to watch besides chatting. Yu Heng's neighbors love to watch him making gestures every day, and they can watch them all day long.

After constantly groping and experimenting, and spending a lot of thunder talismans, a thunder sounded out of thin air on the top of their mountain, "Ouch!" An old man squatting on a stone bench smoking a cigarette was so frightened that he fell down, and hurriedly climbed up. Then the second and third thunders came as promised.

"Thunder!"

"Look there!"

Black clouds were gathering above their heads, growing thicker and thicker, with thunder and lightning surging among them, indicating unusual power.

Everyone was in disbelief. It wasn't until two o'clock that they suddenly woke up when little drops of rain fell on their faces. A child licked his mouth and shouted happily: "It's raining! It's raining!"

"It's really raining!"

Yu Heng raised his head and let the increasingly dense rain hit him. It was so cool. The talisman stirs up the aura of heaven and earth and gathers water vapor from all directions. This method cannot be used without any taboos. After this success, it will have to wait for at least another seven days.

He shouted: "Hurry up and fill the water!"

The words woke up the dreamer, and everyone hurriedly screamed back to their own homes. It didn't matter who owned the things, as long as they could hold water, they took out all the things. The children happily took off their clothes and took a bath in the rain. The laughter lingered here. area.

The news here has also spread to other places, and there are many people living on the mountainside. Apart from the area where Yu Heng lives, there are also other places, but he has never come into contact with them. They also know that a little Taoist priest came to the east mountainside. He has been struggling to pray for rain recently. Someone came to see it twice. He didn't see anything interesting and stopped coming. There were only children running around every day, but he happened to meet him. This rain.

It's really raining!

Other residents on the mountainside also went crazy and rushed over. The small area of ​​50 square meters to the left and right was suddenly filled with people.

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze the pot and it will fall!"

Lieutenant Li stood on the mountain road and saw that the rain god seemed to pay special attention to that place. It was raining in that place alone, and his heart fluctuated strongly.

He is really a Taoist priest with real materials! He said to the person next to him: "Go and ask the Zodiac Chief to come over. You must come over."

It rained for a quarter of an hour, which would be half an hour if converted into hours. Yu Heng was a little dissatisfied and planned to have longer-lasting rain in the future.

Others already regarded him as a god, and several old people knelt down to worship him, saying, "Immortal!" This made him feel very uncomfortable. It was difficult to survive in such disasters.

"Everyone, please get up. I am a Taoist priest, not an immortal." He helped the person up and said, "Everyone has received a lot of water, right? Don't drink it directly. It is not good for your health. Boil it before drinking it."

"It's an immortal!"

"Listen to the immortal and stop drinking!" A woman snatched the bowl from the child's hand. "Mom, I'll help you boil it. You go and collect some firewood from the place where it doesn't rain."

"I know, mother, let's go together, Dahei!"

Seven days later, Yu Heng prayed for rain again. This time, the place where he opened the altar and performed the ritual was the land cleared by the residents on the mountainside. All the messy stones and branches had not been cleared away. They were all people who had endured hardship and knew how rare a drop of rain was. Here, rainwater is as expensive as oil! They also want to open up their own land and grow some drought-tolerant food for food.

The much-anticipated rain fell on the ground as promised. After it was sufficiently moisturized, others took utensils to fill the water.

After that, someone from the mountain sent sprouted sweet potato cubes to the residents who were good at farming. Li Xiaowei also came to Yu Heng again and expressed his gratitude to him.

"This is also good for me, so there is no need to thank me." Yu Heng smiled: "Thank you for the sweet potato cubes, sir. I will give you some when they are grown."

The days on Huangsong Mountain passed smoothly. Yu Heng would pray for rain every seven days, and he became more and more proficient in his business. After two months, the several sweet potato fields opened were growing well, and Yu Heng was accepted. When we got to the top of the mountain, we got better food and accommodation, and the tasks were simple, praying for rain and drawing talismans.

"To maintain this mountain, we need too many talismans."

Yu Heng accepted them one by one, and got the yellow paper and cinnabar, and finally had the conditions to practice drawing talismans by himself. At the beginning, the quality of the talismans he drew was not very good, and he was embarrassed to give them to Lieutenant Li and others, so he hid them and gave them away with the talisman paper purchased from the sub-exchange system.

Slowly, the talisman paper he drew improved. One day, he mixed a few pieces and gave them away, and no one found them. Then he used the talisman paper he drew to hand in the work, and Lieutenant Li did not come to chase for bad reviews, which made Yu Heng very happy, indicating that his ability to draw talismans had already been mastered.

During this period, he also met other fellow Taoists on the mountain, such as Taoist Master Huang and his fellow disciples, a master who called himself Rong Yuan and his disciples, and Taoist Master Mingxin who was also a wandering Taoist. The one he had more contact with was Taoist Master Huang, who personally discussed the rain-praying technique with him, and he occasionally contacted him afterwards.

"I see that Daoist Chen is practicing the Daoism of the Qinglong School? No, not entirely, it seems that there is also a shadow of the Luohe School..."

Yu Heng could only say: "I don't know which school I belong to. The master who taught me called himself a wandering wanderer, without a sect or school."

Daoist Huang touched his beard and nodded, without asking any more questions. This little Daoist, the Daoism he performed and the spells he mastered were all of the middle and upright kind, but he looked a bit raw, and it was obvious that he had not received systematic teaching, which was indeed in line with the style of a wandering Taoist.

There was no deeper communication.

Soon, two years passed, and the situation in Huangsong Mountain became worse and worse. First, Daoist Huang suddenly became seriously ill, and the pressure to guard the entire mountain increased. Secondly, the corpse gas outside became heavier. Huangsong Mountain was like an oasis in the desert, dazzling and dazzling. The zombie activities were getting closer and closer to here, and the number of patrol personnel kept increasing.

The only good news was that it finally rained!

After six days of rain, Yu Heng and Taoist Huang were invited to the meeting room by the boss of the mountain, Lieutenant Li's superior, also surnamed Chen, known as General Chen.

Taoist Huang looked very bad, and Yu Heng suspected that he would cough and spit blood in the next second, "Taoist Huang, are you okay?"

"Cough, cough, it's okay, thank you for your concern."

General Chen sat in the main seat, looked around and said, "How long will this rain last? Can you give me an accurate number?"

"Taoist Huang said before that he believed that this drought was caused by the drought demon. Now it has been raining for six days. Could it be that the drought demon has been eliminated?"

Taoist Huang coughed: "I have calculated it, and the heavenly secrets are still chaotic."

Master Rongyuan chanted a Buddhist name and shook his head.

Taoist Mingxin also shook his head: "I am not good at deduction. If Senior Brother Huang doesn't know, I have no way of knowing."

Yu Heng: "...I don't know."

He is also confused. It's strange to invite him, okay? Could it be that he was in the same position as Taoist Master Huang, Master Rongyuan, and Taoist Master Mingxin? He should be at the same level as Taoist Master Huang's disciples. I haven't seen how much attention he received in the past two years. Why did he invite himself here today?

General Chen fell silent, and after a few breaths, he said, "Thank you for your help." He made a gesture to see him off.

Yu Heng walked into the rain curtain with an umbrella, and Taoist Master Mingxin caught up with him and said, "It's cool today. Are you interested in enjoying the rain and drinking tea together?"

"Being respectful is worse than obeying."

Following Taoist Master Mingxin to his residence, Taoist Master Mingxin lived alone in a room like him. It seemed that he had renovated it himself and built a bamboo pavilion outside the door. There were bamboo curtains hanging around it, and a stove and tea sets were placed. He sat on a bamboo mat and watched Taoist Master Mingxin wash the tea sets.

This was the first time he came to the residence of Taoist Master Mingxin. As mentioned before, he had not been in the limelight in the past two years in the mountains. He followed the rules every day, and after completing the task of drawing talismans set by Lieutenant Li, he had been practicing on his own, without relaxing for a day or a second. Taoist Master Huang and his friends lived far away from him, and it was impossible for them to suddenly visit their house.

"Daoist friend Mingxin, do you have something to say to me? Just say it." He didn't want to waste time. He was not used to learning to speak in a literary way like the locals. It was okay to communicate with the neighbors at ordinary times, but when Taoist Master Huang and his friends opened their mouths, they were both implicit and quoted classics. He couldn't stand talking for a few more words.

Taoist Master Mingxin's movements stiffened for a moment, then he smiled and put the tea set away, with an elegant posture of immortal style. "Today the wind and rain are gentle, it's a good time to enjoy the scenery. I'm busy on weekdays, so it's rare to have a half day of leisure. I've been friends with Taoist Chen for a long time, and it's rare to have a chance to drink with him. I hope Taoist Chen can taste my cooking skills and point out my shortcomings."

"..." Yu Heng held the talisman paper between his fingers and chanted a spell to stick it on the bamboo pole of the bamboo pavilion. The rain that came in from under the bamboo curtain was blocked by an invisible force and flowed to the ground. "It's a bit cold. Taoist Mingxin, if you have anything to say, just tell me. I still have to go back to draw talismans."

The wind and rain were isolated outside, and the hair was smooth again, but the atmosphere of being close to nature disappeared all of a sudden. The expression on Taoist Mingxin's face finally changed, revealing embarrassment.

"Alright, since Fellow Daoist Chen is anxious, I'll get straight to the point. Do you find it strange that you are in the meeting room today?"

"What's there to be curious about? Aren't we the only people who can show off on Huangsong Mountain?"

This sentence choked Taoist Master Mingxin. He looked at Yu Heng's face and saw that he had an expression of "it must be like this", and he felt very helpless.

This, this person! Why doesn't he play by the rules!