Chapter 41 Muddy Rain

Su Changhe took Su Xiaoxiao out as he wished. Zhao Wanyue knew that with Li Yunshu's secret guards, there was nothing to worry about. If she didn't let her go, she would probably destroy the house.

Don't ask her why she knew. Last time Su Xiaoxiao didn't go out with her sister, even the dog in the yard couldn't lie down peacefully.

People all crowded to the east of the city. The vendors stopped selling things and the shops were not in a hurry to welcome customers. The goddess sent rain, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, how could they miss it.

"It is said that as soon as Miss Shen woke up, she was blessed by gods and had the ability to call the wind and rain, and turn water into ice." "

Is she the Miss Shen who was ridiculed by everyone a while ago for bringing misfortune to her parents? Can she really make it rain?"

"Look at these dark clouds, it's going to rain!"

"If Miss Shen can really pray for rain, she will be the benefactor of Dashuo. I will definitely offer her a longevity tablet!"

People on the road were talking about how amazing Shen Qingyu was. Su Changhe's steps became heavier and heavier. Shen Qingyu was only ten years old, but she was already so powerful. He was still criticized by the teacher when he went to school. How could he protect his family?

Su Xiaoxiao was very interested. She looked around. Shen Qingyu was sitting cross-legged on the high platform. In front of her were chickens, ducks, fish, meat, and various vegetable and fruit offerings.

Su Xiaoxiao only took one glance and saw that she was surrounded by a strong evil spirit. Even the clouds in the sky were extremely gloomy.

Su Xiaoxiao held the milk bottle in her left hand and the teething stick in her right hand. [I didn't expect Shen Qingyu to have a relationship with the Demon Cult. You want to pray for rain? Then I'll help you. Otherwise, it will be so embarrassing with so many people around!]

Su Xiaoxiao thought, and pulled Su Changhe's clothes, pointing to the restaurant in front.

[Brother, let's go to the restaurant to take shelter! Su Changhe was puzzled ,

but he followed his sister's instructions. He smiled and said, "Xiaoxiao, do you want to come here to see it?"

Su Xiaoxiao nodded obediently.

Without saying anything, Su Changhe avoided the crowd and went to the private room on the top floor of the restaurant. Through the window, he could just see Shen Qingyu muttering something.

Under the high platform, people were gazing devoutly at Shen Qingyu who was performing a ritual, including many officials appointed by the imperial court.

"Sir Shen, you are so lucky. Your granddaughter is blessed by gods and immortals. Even men can't match her extraordinary ability!"

"Isn't it? When Miss Shen succeeds in praying for rain, she will be the benefactor of all the people in the capital. The emperor will certainly use her. Sir Shen's family are all the backbone of the court!"

Shen Tianyou, the Minister of War, greeted everyone politely, standing straight. He never thought that he would have a day to be proud of his granddaughter. A

few days ago, he was still a poor insect in the eyes of his colleagues. His only son died, leaving only two granddaughters, and his bloodline could not be saved.

But now, he has a biological son and a gifted granddaughter. Who wouldn't be jealous? If he had known that this concubine's daughter was so capable, he should have been nicer to her before.

Shen Qingyu recited the spell with a pious look on her face. Su Xiaoxiao was not idle either, looking at the sky and chattering something.

"Emperor Qinglong, spread the light and wind, spread the moisture, and assist the Thunder God! Hurry up and obey the command!" Shen Qingyu finished the last spell, stretched out her arms, and said passionately: "Ganyu, come quickly!"

As soon as the voice fell, sand and rocks flew around, and the black clouds pressed lower and lower.

Seeing this, the people knelt down and worshiped Shen Qingyu: "It's really going to rain, the goddess is mighty, the goddess is mighty!"

Shen Qingyu was high above, and the people kneeling on the ground looked up at her like ants. She was very proud in her heart, raised her head, and waited for the heavy rain to fall.

After a while, the big raindrops really fell down. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and it fell densely on people. Shen Qingyu was laughing, and suddenly a big mouthful of water was poured into his mouth.

Strange, this rain is not right, why is it so fishy and sticky.

Shen Qingyu spit out the things in his mouth with disgust, and it turned out to be a black ball.

"Mud, how can it be mud?" Shen Qingyu was covered in mud, and he was in a terrible state!

The people under the high platform were not much better. The black mud with a fishy smell fell from the sky and turned them into mud men.

The people complained as they ran: "What goddess? I think she's more like a witch. This is not life-saving rain, this is life-threatening mud!"

"What goddess? She's just a quack seeking fame!" "

Sir Shen, your granddaughter is playing tricks on us on purpose. Look at what

she's wearing." "Sir Shen, if you don't have diamonds, don't do porcelain work. You're also a second-rank official in the court. How can you let your granddaughter do whatever she wants!"

Shen Tianyou had no words to say. Shen Qingyu had clearly demonstrated to him that calling for wind would bring wind and calling for rain would bring rain. How could this happen?

Most of these colleagues were invited by him personally. He wanted to be proud of himself, but who knew...

he had to apologize to each of them in a humble manner. He looked at Shen Qingyu, who was at a loss on the platform, with a look of resentment and disgust.

The people knelt on the ground for a long time, but what they got was mud all over their bodies. Who could still bear it? They lost their piety one by one, and threw rotten vegetable leaves, stinky eggs, and cow feces at Shen Qingyu.

Shen Qingyu was disgusted by the mud in her mouth, and she kept vomiting while sitting on the high platform. Now she was hit again, and she was even more shaky and about to fall.

She searched the crowd angrily, who was it, who ruined her good thing.

Her eyes were fixed on the window of the restaurant opposite, where a child with sparse yellow hair was holding a milk jug and giggling recklessly, with a dazzling light flashing on her body.

"Is it her?" Shen Qingyu didn't want to believe that she was defeated by a baby, but she was too familiar with that light, that was the so-called light of righteous merit. Because of the fear of this light, their people could only hide in the dark underground and dared to move stealthily at night.

Although now she was protected by this mortal's body, her eyes were still stung and hurt. She turned her face away in humiliation. This revenge must be avenged sooner or later.

Su Changhe laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back. It was not that he was not kind, but the scene was too funny. Shen Qingyu's believers were now all like clay sculptures, trudging back and would slip if they were not careful.

[Grandpa Dragon King is really awesome. He really helps when there is something. Give him a spirit stone! Su Xiaoxiao

thought about it and pulled out a pendant from her arms. After groping around on it, she found a stone in her hand. She threw it into the air casually. A huge, illusory dragon head appeared in the east. It opened its mouth and swallowed a glittering object in the air. It roared a few times before gradually disappearing. A large group of people knelt

on the ground. In the palace, Emperor Xiaode also knelt down with many people, begging the Dragon King to give them rain.

Unfortunately, the dragon shape disappeared in an instant, and the sky returned to peace.

Shen Qingyu stared at the pendant with her eyes wide open. Isn't that the space of the bracelet that contains tens of millions of years of spiritual power?

Su Xiaoxiao played with the pendant, feeling very regretful. She just thought that the bracelet was too heavy and she couldn't carry it. The bracelet became so small and must not be as valuable as before.

She cried and Zhao Wanyue saw how tight her baby was, so she tied a red rope and scratched her neck.