The sudden change shocked all the villagers present. The witch who was originally arrogant suddenly knelt on the ground and kowtowed continuously as if she was frightened. Anyone who saw this would be confused.
When the noisy crowd began to quiet down, I squeezed to the front and said to the few people surrounding the witch: "What a mess! The Dragon King has been offended, and it still rains. It's lucky that she can survive."
The village chief turned around and walked towards me with his people, asking who I was?
Watching the witch kowtow as if she had lost her soul, her forehead was bleeding, and she was about to die.
I thought to myself that she deserved it. Even if the Dragon King didn't give you rain, you couldn't say a few words here. Because he ignored you, you threw a tantrum and smashed things. Who wouldn't be angry? And you must not think that all gods have good tempers, or that Buddha has a good temper, that is absolutely self-deception.
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Ignoring the doubts of the village chief and others, I spit twice on my palms, rubbed my hands, and slapped the back of the witch's head hard.
The other party suddenly spit out a large mouthful of dirty blood. At that time, someone next to the village chief pointed at me and shouted: "Murder, murder, call the police quickly, he killed old lady Qi."
The person who spoke also seemed to be a village cadre. They probably feared that the witch would go crazy and cause trouble for the village, so they thought of pushing the responsibility to me in front of everyone.
But it was only a moment, the witch sat up tremblingly, panting heavily, and said with a pale face: "I almost suffocated to death, thank you, young man."
When the witch woke up, everyone behind her asked what happened. The witch told everyone while taking a breath that she felt a burst of panic and depression after lifting the Dragon King statue, her chest was stuffy, and she couldn't breathe. Finally, she had no choice but to kneel down and beg for mercy. If it weren't for my slap, she might have suffocated to death.
When you encounter evil spirits and rush to the gods, the back of the head is usually the gate of life, but ordinary people should not use it indiscriminately, because if you don't control the strength well, it is easy to cripple people.
The fact that the Dragon King statue has a heavenly root under it shows that this temple has a long history. Any temple protected by the heavenly root will have good weather and good harvests. Why did Zhenjiang Village encounter a severe drought? This also made me puzzled.
Since there were many people at this time, I took out my grandfather's photo and said to the people around me, "I am a Taoist priest passing by. This time I came to look for someone." After that, I handed the photo in my hand to a few of them and asked them to take a look. "See if you have seen this person."
Several people looked at each other, and no one answered me.
Holding the photo, I asked the village chief if he could help me gather people in the village to ask if anyone knew the direction of my grandfather, because we would go to Tongjiang City, where there is a river flowing south, which is the Songhua River.
There is one thing I am not sure about. If I go west along the Heilongjiang River, it is easy to go abroad after reaching Mohe, but there are too many restrictions on going abroad. If I were my grandfather, I would definitely go south in Tongjiang City, so that I can go along the river basins of the country.
But I dare not gamble. The situation is very chaotic now. Strange people and things all over the country are looking for my grandfather. If it is different from what I imagined, it is very likely that I will never see my grandfather in this life.
After asking around, no one responded to me. They all gathered around the witch and asked about praying for rain.
I felt a little unhappy. Seeing the witch hesitating, I snorted and said, "Pray for rain? If the whole village doesn't die of drought, you should burn incense."
"Where did you come from, you little bastard? If you keep talking nonsense, I'll cut you." Someone immediately got anxious.
I continued, "If you don't believe me, go into the temple and look under the Dragon King statue. Is there a bowl-sized pit? If the pit is full of water, it will rain. The Dragon King statue has been pulled out, and the bowl-sized water below has turned green. It will dry up completely tomorrow. It is basically impossible for your village to rain this year."
The middle-aged man who wanted to cut me glared at me and wanted to beat me.
I pointed at the temple and said, "I haven't been to that temple either. If you don't believe me, you can see for yourself." After hearing what I said, the villagers began to talk and went to the entrance of the Dragon King Temple. The more arrogant middle-aged man went in first to take a look. Then, less than half a minute later, he ran to me in a panic and said hurriedly, "Master, there is really water inside!" This was great. Hundreds of people were in an uproar. Some villagers began to go to the Dragon King Temple to take a look. When they came out, they were all shocked. In the blink of an eye, I was surrounded by people. As for how I recognized who was the village chief, the method was very simple. The Chinese are very particular about seating according to seniority. Whether it is a dining table or a conference table, the one sitting in the middle must be the leader; when walking to inspect, the one who walks half a step ahead is the leader; as for this kind of heavenly sacrifice, the leader must kneel in the front. "Well, Master, what do you think we should do?" The village chief asked me embarrassedly. I ignored him and said to the witch: "Old woman, it's good to know witchcraft, but you can't be too arrogant. God has his reasons for not raining. You can't ask for rain. Kneel here and beg the Dragon King to see if he can forgive you." "Yes, I will." The witch was scared. Under the scorching sun, the witch knelt down again, but to everyone's surprise, she fainted every time she knelt down. After several times, she didn't dare to kneel down. This meant that the Dragon King didn't forgive her at all. Later, there was no way. The village chief had someone send Old Lady Qi back home, and then placed his hope on me. As for why I am sure there is a bowl under the statue, it is because in the past, it was said that every village had a merit bowl. This bowl was called the "De Shun Bowl". As long as there is always Anping water in the bowl, the whole village will be safe if the Anping water is clear. Once the water in the bowl is dirty or gone, it will be a disaster. Since the dragon king statue has a heavenly root, there must be a merit bowl under it.
But according to Journey to the West, the dragon king needs the Jade Emperor's order to make clouds and rain, but with so many cities across the country, how can the Jade Emperor be so busy? Therefore, unless it is particularly important, no one will ask how much rain the dragon king has rained.
The village chief's name is Zhou Changfa, a big pig farmer. Not only is he rich, but he also has the knowledge of pig farming. In order to benefit from it, the villagers did not spend a penny to become the village director of Zhenjiang Village.
He began to apologize to me constantly, and even patted his chest to promise that he would ask me clearly, and promised to immediately return to the village and use a loudspeaker, and gather the whole village together as soon as he had time to identify the people in the photo for me.
After listening to him, I was moved. It would be much more convenient than asking door to door. I thought, since I saw it, I should take care of it. After all, it has just passed the Grain in Ear Festival. If there is a drought for a year, it will hurt the vitality of the people.
I said, "Village Chief Zhou, let the villagers disperse."
"No, Master, as long as it rains, everyone will do it no matter how much money it costs."
Zhou Changfa thought I didn't care about him, and he excitedly pulled my hand and wouldn't let me go. I pointed to the Dragon King Temple and said, "It can't be done today. Don't let everyone bask here. I'll go see what the Deshun bowl has become."
He nodded repeatedly and said yes. From the strange behavior of the witch just now, the big fat pig swallowed by the river, and the bowl in the temple, I guessed that the mystery of the matter was revealed. In addition, the countryside is more accepting of these strange people and strange things.
Until the villagers dispersed, Hu Xiangu also came to my side. Her beautiful face like a Barbie doll, despite her young age, also made people around her amazed. The only surprise was that everyone mistakenly thought she was my daughter.
Hu Xiangu suddenly asked me coldly: "Dabao, do you really want to intervene?"
I said that I couldn't just stand by and watch someone die. Besides, it was just a statue that was demolished, which was no big deal. Ignorance is not blame. I can rebuild a better temple, and the common people will apologize collectively. It's okay to make a big deal out of a small matter.
Although I could hear everyone talking about their relationship with Hu Xiangu in front of everyone's surprised eyes, I didn't have any taboos, so I said: "Aunt, I'll help them fill the Anping water in Deshun's bowl. Whether it rains or not depends on fate."
"That's fine, be careful." After saying that, Hu Xiangu went to sit under the shade of the tree again.
Zhou Changfa said in surprise: "Is this girl your aunt? She's quite old. You're in your thirties this year?"
This made me helpless again. In fact, I'm only in my twenties.
However, he said that he was 32 years old. After a brief chat, he went into the Dragon King Temple with Zhou Changfa. There was a bowl-shaped pit under the Dragon King statue. The inside of the pit was as smooth as a mirror. If the Anping water was clear, you could see the words "Deshun" written on the bottom of the bowl. At this time, the muddy water was about half a finger away from filling the bowl. I guessed that it would take another 7 days for it to rain.
But I found a strange thing, that is, the water in the Deshun bowl was smelly!
The Deshun bowl is the virtue of a village. Whether it is a temple or a statue, it will condense this virtue into Anping water and press it under the statue to protect the whole village. But even if the statue is opened, the water will at most turn green, but it will never smell bad.
With doubts in my mind, I searched around the Dragon King Temple for a while. According to common sense, as long as it is not a Yin temple, the statues will protect the peace of the area, and if there is no lack of virtuous people in the village, the water in Deshun's bowl will definitely not be smelly.
I have a hunch that something is wrong. It rains on both sides for no reason, but it doesn't rain here. I think there must be other places that have offended the Dragon King.
So, I circled around the small temple for several times, and finally found a guy in the corner who made me curse! I don't know which bastard actually ran to the temple to have an affair, and two used condoms were thrown in the corner!