Chapter 293 No Rain
After Fu Yang had his meal, he returned home and had some conversations with Yu Cang, Chang Yuan and the other two people in his family.
The main reason is that the four of them have been working as customer service representatives for a while now and it has been quite hard.
After she finished drawing the big cake for the next time she would make elixirs for them, she pumped herself up and went back to her study to draw talismans.
There is no way. Her online store is too popular. If she doesn’t prepare more talismans, the things in the store will be sold out soon.
Fu Yang was busy for the whole afternoon before he stretched and sorted out the drawn palaces. The packaging and logistics would then be the job of Yu Cang and the other four.
At six o'clock, Fu Yang started the live broadcast on time. After watching two marriages and one career, he went offline.
After the live broadcast ended, Fu Yang was about to take a break when he received a call from Mr. Kang.
"Xiao Yang, are you busy lately?"
Fu Yang: "If you have anything to say, just tell me directly."
Mr. Kang smiled.
"I really can't hide it from you."
Then his expression straightened, and he said in a serious voice, "Local authorities have reported that a village hasn't seen rain for almost a year. The land is dry, and without more rain, the villagers there will have no choice but to leave their homes."
After hearing this, Fu Yang asked for some details.
"Is it just that village that doesn't rain? It's near the village too."
Mr. Kang: "Yes, only that village doesn't rain. According to the weather bureau, normally the weather above that village should be the same as the local area, with normal rain."
"But the strange thing is, no matter how much rain it gets in the area, there's no rain in that village. The villagers are struggling to survive. The land is dry and the crops have long since died."
"Even with artificial rainfall, the rain won't even reach the ground. It disappears in mid-air."
Mr. Kang sighed softly.
"The local authorities thought something was amiss, so they reported this. Xiao Yang, what do you think might be the cause of this? Could you go there, or could you send another Taoist priest?"
"If it doesn't rain again, the people in that village will really have to move away. But after all, their roots are there. Who would want to leave their homeland unless they really couldn't survive?"
Fu Yang agreed.
"Okay, send me the detailed information and I'll make a decision after I've read it."
Seeing that she agreed, Mr. Kang sent the information after hanging up the phone.
Fu Yang received the information and read it carefully.
The land in the picture is cracked and dry, the river is dry, and there is no water in the reservoir. The villagers seem to have lost hope and look numb.
Fu Yang sighed.
If there is no more rain, this village will not be able to hold on for much longer.
She continued looking at photos of the village, from all angles, including those taken from the air by drone.
Fu Yang first confirmed that there was no problem with the village's feng shui and geographical location.
The most likely possibility is that some evil spirit is causing trouble.
Fu Yang flipped through the photos a few more times and noticed that there was a mountain in the village that looked a little strange, but the entire mountain was not captured in the photo, so she couldn't see it clearly.
Still have to go there in person.
Fu Yang didn't hesitate and booked the plane ticket that night.
It was already past one in the morning when we arrived at the city where the village was located.
Fu Yang stayed in the hotel and planned to call the staff from the Meteorological Bureau the next day to rush to the village early in the morning.
That night, Fu Yang felt a slight yin energy, but she didn't care. It was normal for a hotel to have some yin energy.
The next morning, as Fu Yang walked out of the room, he saw someone coming out of the room at the end of the corridor.
The evil energy on his body must have been caused by being haunted by a ghost last night.
Fu Yang stood still and watched the other person walk over.
Zhao Zhuo yawned. Last night, he had just checked into the hotel and gone to bed when he was called away by other crew members to play mahjong.
After fighting all night and sleeping for less than two hours, he was not in a very good mood.
Zhao Zhuo was a little puzzled.
It's not like I haven't done this before, but I've never been this tired.
Could it be that I’ve been flying too many times recently and my body can’t take it anymore?
Zhao Zhuo didn't take it seriously and yawned again.
He had to go collect the debt from the person who played mahjong with him last night. He won several games last night, but when he woke up in the morning, he found that he didn't have a penny more.
It must be that the other three people didn’t give him the money and are refusing to pay.
Zhao Zhuo walked forward and felt as if someone was looking at him. He looked up and was a little surprised.
Wow, beauty!
Take a closer look, oh shit!
It’s Xiaoyang’s cousin!
Zhao Zhuo's eyes lit up and he walked up to Fu Yang with some surprise.
"Xiao Yang, do you still recognize me? I'm your cousin."
Fu Yang recognized him; he was his aunt Yan Yu's son.
"Remember, cousin, why are you here?"
Zhao Zhuo: "I just happened to fly here. What about you? Why did you come here from Beijing?"
Fu Yang smiled.
"I'm here for something."
Zhao Zhuo said enthusiastically, "Come on, I'll take you to breakfast. I know a place with delicious noodles here."
Now that I've met my cousin, I'll put the debt collection aside for now.
Then he added, "My mom called me to tell me about the villa. I'm so thankful you're here. Otherwise, if I'd bought that one, not only would it have been unlucky and uncomfortable to live in, I might even have died someday."
Fu Yang smiled.
"You are welcome."
She changed the subject and asked, "What were you doing last night? You looked so down and out, full of negative energy."
Zhao Zhuo was confused.
ah?
Yin energy?
Him?
He wondered, "My colleagues and I were playing mahjong last night and didn't go anywhere."
Fu Yang raised his eyebrows.
"Are you sure the person you're playing mahjong with is your colleague?"
Zhao Zhuo nodded.
"yes."
How could he not recognize his colleague?
Just as he was about to continue speaking, Zhao Zhuo received a call.
"What? I'll go now!"
As he spoke, he said to Fu Yang, "Xiao Yang, my girlfriend wants to see me for something, so I have to leave first. I'll owe you breakfast this time. I'll make it up when we get back to Beijing."
After saying that, he ran away.
Fu Yang was helpless and shouted at his back.
"Cousin, you're going to be really unlucky lately. I'll get you a lucky charm—"
Before he could finish his words, the man had already disappeared.
Fu Yang:
…………
Well, let him be unlucky for now, it’s his fate.
Fu Yang had just finished breakfast and went downstairs when he saw two people sitting in the hotel lobby, seemingly waiting for someone.
She walked over.
"Are you from the Meteorological Bureau? I'm Fu Yang."
Upon hearing this, the two of them stood up immediately.
"Hello, Director Yan. My name is Wang Ming, and his name is Wang Fu. We are here to assist you with this task."
Fu Yang smiled. It was obvious at first glance that these two men were brothers.
"Hello, let's go to the village now."
Wang Ming and the other man were both excited when they heard this.
Great, it’s Director Yan, we’re saved!
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