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610 Meng, it's our turn to beg for rain

Updated at 8:00 pm—

Hu Yanjue Luo Yi was actually anxious, and he ran to the divine platform he had set up yesterday in two steps. Of course, Tang Sen and his party also went to watch the fun. Hu Yanjue Luo Yi put on a golden cassock again, with a solemn appearance, sitting on the platform and lying on the vernacular platform. The wooden fish hit the sound of a loud sound, and the Buddhist beads kept twisting in his hands... After a while, the sky once again shone golden light, and several golden arhats appeared faintly in the sky. Looking at their appearance, it seemed that they were the arhats who came yesterday.

Hu Yanjue Luo Yi said respectfully: "Arhat messenger, the little monk is here to trouble you again. Yesterday... cough, yesterday's request for rain..."

As soon as he started, an arhat interrupted him rudely: "No need to say, we submitted the petition form to our superiors last night, but we were scolded by the superiors... It was said that your three-year drought in Fengxian County was caused by his own fault and was not worthy of sympathy. Now the superiors have thrown back your tribute, and you can pick it up for yourself."

After saying this, a golden light shone on the altar, and a lot of tributes appeared on the table, which were the game discs and anime DVDs that disappeared yesterday.

Hu Yanjue Luo Yi was completely spartan: "No, this is impossible... Buddha would happily accept these tributes every time, why did they throw them back this time?"

"Hmph, I said it was my own fault." Several arhats despised the county magistrates and their group of people kneeling below unhappily, and snorted coldly: "We can't control this matter, and the Buddha will not care about it. You can go wherever you cool down."

After saying that, the golden-clothed Arhat suddenly disappeared and there was no trace of it again.

Hu Yanjue Luo Yi stood foolishly on the divine platform, stood for a while before he realized, shouting, "Arhat messenger. Please don't leave, please tell me in detail, the little monk can try to remedy..."

The golden-clothed Arhat could not pay attention to him, and it no longer appeared. Hu Yanjue Luo Yi quickly picked up the wooden fish and knocked it, and then twisted the Buddhist beads constantly, and recited the scriptures to summon gods in his mouth. However... this was useless. The Arhat could not speak, and the sky was empty and could not see anything.

Hu Yanjue Luo Yi screamed, threw himself on the ground and murmured: "It's over, ten million is gone... ten million is gone... why? Why is this?"

The county magistrate and his men in the audience were all stunned. After a while, the county magistrate screamed: "It's over, the golden-clothed arhat actually ignored us. Even the Buddha said that we were the ones who brought it to our own fault? What did we do? Will the Buddha be so despised?"

Several subordinates even cried: "Buddha, why are you so cruel to you because I am so devoutly?"

Hearing that they cried miserably, Tang Sen couldn't help frowning. This matter was unusual, really unusual. Miss Rulai should be a good girl, right? Own girls are all good people. No bad people come. (Note, book friends often criticize their father-in-law. They say that their father-in-law tends to help their home-in-law and discriminate against ordinary women. The father-in-law must explain here that this is Tang Sen's opinion, which does not mean that their father-in-law's opinion. The father-in-law always believes that girls are good. Of course, the premise is that this girl likes her father-in-law, cough cough...)

Tang Sen was very strange in his heart: Why could Miss Rulai sit in a county for three years of drought? It would be fine if she didn't know before, but now all the golden-clothed arhats are going to pass the message, but they are still indifferent. And they also said that the people here are the ones who are responsible for their own faults, which is a bit strange. It doesn't make sense to explain it in terms of emotion or reason. Could there be any deeper reasons?

The reason for this is still undetectable, but as long as Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie try it, you might be able to find some signs. So Tang Sen gently patted Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie on the shoulders: "Now you are going to go."

Sun Wukong nodded and agreed.

Zhu Bajie also lit up his eyes: "Hehe, it seems that although something happened to happen, in the end, it was my beauty or mine. Hahaha, no one can take it away... I want to ask for the rain, and I have to see the beauty of Fengxian County bathing in the rain. Ahhh, I feel very happy when I think about it."

The two Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie stood up and walked side by side towards the county magistrate.

The county magistrate was kneeling on the ground at this time, supporting the ground with both hands, and bending forward with a standard frustrated body.

Sun Wukong reached out to pat him, but suddenly remembered that this guy hadn't taken a shower for three years. He quickly pulled his hand and kicked his ass with his little feet and said, "Hey, county magistrate, get up quickly, why are you going to die? Don't cry, stand up and rub it. Next, it's my turn to help you ask for rain."

The county magistrate turned around and looked at them, and said with tears in his eyes: "It's useless...it's useless... no matter who asks for rain or how to use it, the Buddha nodded in agreement in the end. Since the Buddha has refused to help us, it's useless for anyone to do the ritual."

"Tsk, I don't like to hear what you said." Sun Wukong snorted: "Who told you that only Buddhas can rain in this world? There is another way, which can also rain heavily. My old Sun happens to know that. Well, this stupid woman named Zhu Bajie will do it."

County Governor Daqi: "What else can I do?"

Sun Wukong snorted: "There are also Dragon Kings in the Four Seas that can also rain. As long as you invite them, it can rain here."

"This..." The county magistrate was confused: "The Dragon King of the Four Seas...that's...ah...that's the gods under the management of the Heavenly Court? Our Tianzhu Kingdom has always been a country where Buddhism is popular. We all only believe in the Great Leiyin Temple. If you have any questions, just ask for the Buddha. If you jump out and talk about the Dragon King of the Four Seas, this...this...this...I'm afraid...the Dragon King of the Four Seas heard that he came to the Tianzhu Kingdom to make clouds and rain, and he was not willing to come."

Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie laughed together: "Other people may not be able to invite the Dragon King of the Four Seas, but we want to invite it, but it is not difficult at all."

How could the county magistrate be willing to believe it?

Hu Yanjue Luo Yi also came down from the high platform at this time. He was very unwilling to give up. When he heard Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie say that he could invite the Dragon King of the Four Seas, he couldn't help but sneer: "Stop talking nonsense. Even if you know some spells that attract gods, you can usually ask the Dragon King of the Four Seas for help, but this is the border of Tianzhu. They refuse to come when they hear your spell. No matter how good the tribute is, it is useless... This principle is like, there is no toilet paper in the men's toilet for three years. If you call a woman to send toilet paper in, do you think that woman is willing to come? The men's toilet is a forbidden area where they are unwilling to step into half a step..."

"Damn it, this metaphor!" The people around him fell to the ground in an instant.

Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie were also shocked by his powerful metaphor. After a while, they woke up. Sun Wukong stretched out his thumb and said, "Monk, although your ability to ask for rain is common, the metaphor is simply ruinous. I suggest you give up being a monk and write novels. Maybe you can achieve something. At that time, you can easily get 10 million yuan in royalties, and you don't have to ask for rain here to be a hard time."

Hu Yanjue Luo Yi snorted and said nothing more. He is now a loser. If he still talks coldly and strangely, if his sons and sons, Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie really succeed in asking for rain, they will become the heroes of Fengxian County. At that time, he will become the clown who opposes the heroes. Maybe he will be beaten up by the people of Fengxian County to please the heroes. It is better to be low-key now.

Sun Wukong smiled and despised Hu Yanjue Luo Yi for a while, then said: "It is definitely not possible for someone else to invite the Dragon King of Four Seas, but it is okay for us to invite it. We are not afraid to tell you that we have a close relationship with the Dragon King of Four Seas. Have you seen the girl in white clothes next to you? She is the third daughter of the Dragon King of West Sea... Let's borrow your example. One day your daughter called you in the women's toilet and said that the toilet was out of paper and asked you to send it. Do you dare to step into the women's toilet for your daughter? Then what courage do you have to be a real father?"

"Damn it!" The people around fell to the ground again.

Well, the so-called mountain is high, and there are talents in the country and generations, and they have been leading the way for hundreds of years. This time Hu Yanjue Luo Yi was really convinced. He found himself so small...

The county magistrate sweated and said, "So that's it. What do you need to prepare if you want to invite the Dragon King of Four Seas? Do you need to set up a platform? Or do you want to make a tribute to the game CDs and anime DVDs? Please give me instructions and I will send someone to prepare immediately."

Sun Wukong smiled and said, "Nothing is needed. Let's not make any false heads. Sister Zhu Ba, please call the Dragon King."

Zhu Bajie nodded with a smile, reached out to take out her phone from her arms, and unlocked the screen. The first thing that jumped out was a dense page of words. It turned out that she was reading novels in front of her lock screen, so it was the reading interface of the novel. The county magistrate stood beside her, her eyes were fast, and she glanced at a glance and saw a lot of keywords, "Push down, oo, kiss, touch...", many of which could not be written into this book. When she wrote it, her father-in-law would be invited to have tea.

The county magistrate couldn't help but sweat and thought: What kind of weird thing is this female wizard named Zhu Bajie? She is obviously a woman, but she actually reads such novels and needs beauty as a reward. It's so terrible.

Sister Zhu Ba dialed a phone call and pressed hands-free, and it was quickly connected. An old man's voice came from the opposite side: "Who is it?"

The county magistrate whispered, "Who are you calling?"

Zhu Bajie smiled and said, "It's the Dragon King of the East China Sea." She handed her phone to Sun Wukong, and Sun Wukong immediately shouted, "Hey, Dragon King, do you still remember my old Sun's voice?"

"Oh my mother." The Dragon King of the East China Sea was shocked when he heard Sun Wukong's voice. The Dragon King of the East China Sea was most afraid of Sun Wukong in his life. None of them, he quickly said, "What are the instructions of the Great Sage?"

Sun Wukong said: "I am in Tianzhu Kingdom and Fengxian County now. If you have something to come to you, hurry up and serve me, Lao Sun."

The Dragon King of the East China Sea: "The country of Tianzhu, that place... is the territory of Daleiyin Temple. I just run in just because I'm afraid..."
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