Chapter 117 Notify the Village Heads
After Qin Lang agreed to Wang Xing'er's request, he saw that more and more people in the village were kneeling, so he took Wang Hua'er back to his residence.
That's right, Qin Lang now has his own residence. Everyone is not stupid. They know that although Qin Lang is a human now, he is an immortal who came down to the mortal world to experience trials and tribulations. He is the God of Changes and he probably has many friends. Therefore, after the villagers built the Dragon King Temple, they also renovated Qin Lang's residence.
The place where Qin Lang lives now is also in an excellent location in the village. It is a three-story house. Qin Lang lives in the innermost part. There are people outside who are responsible for cleaning the house and cooking. Although Qin Lang never eats it, he will smell it every time it is cooked, which can be regarded as accepting the "offering" of these villagers. The meals he smells will also be distributed to the villagers every day.
The people who serve here know that after the Lord of Changes awakened his memories in heaven, he no longer eats food from the human world and has transcended the cycle of reincarnation. Therefore, the entire yard of Qin Lang is basically filled with various flowers, and the fragrance is overwhelming.
Qin Lang returned to the house and planned to rest. Of course, he was just resting on the surface, but in fact he was going to study more about the dressing system.
Wang Huaer retreated obediently. Now she knew how to serve the Lord of Changes skillfully and understood his hints.
Wang Huaer had just come out when the village chief Wang Shan, who had just learned the good news from the villagers, was already waiting at the door. He really saw his granddaughter coming out.
"Hua'er, did Xingjun give you instructions?"
After all, inviting gods to descend to the earth is no small matter. Even if their Wangjia Village has a connection with immortal friends, if there is trouble, the people of Wangjia Village will never offend the gods.
Wang Huaer looked at her once tall grandfather, who now had to bend down when he saw her, because she no longer represented Wang Huaer, but was a sacrifice to the Dragon King, and would follow the Dragon King after a hundred years.
"The Star Lord has informed the Dragon King of the severe drought in Beiyang. However, whether the Dragon King is willing to send down divine rain depends on the sincerity of the people. If they are sincere, the Dragon King will send down the rain."
She emphasized the word "sincerity", which made Wang Shan instantly understand her meaning and he said immediately.
"This is naturally a sincere prayer for rain. In fact, after our village's crops improved, several nearby villages sent people to inquire several times. That night, there was thunder and lightning, and heavy rain, but the surrounding villages had no idea that our village had rained. I'm afraid it must be the magic of the Dragon King. Now, if we give them a chance to survive, I believe everyone will be willing to become a follower of the Dragon King."
Wang Shan was also in a dilemma. The people in the surrounding villages were all related. Although crops could grow in Wangjia Village now, some of the crops were connected. The crops in Wangjia Village were extremely lush, but the land next door was dry and cracked. Seeing that the wheat he had planted was about to die, Wang Shan was helpless.
While he was worried about other villages, he was also afraid that if only Wangjia Village had good food, and the drought continued, people would have no food to eat, and Wangjia Village would eventually become the target of public criticism.
But now that the Star God has spoken, as long as one is sincere, one can seek the protection of the Dragon King, so this gives everyone a way out.
"Grandpa, just take care of the arrangements. Be sure to tell the grandfathers and uncles in other villages to respect the Dragon King. After all, the Dragon King doesn't have a good temper."
That's the Dragon King of the West Sea, wielding a golden spear! If someone truly disrespects Him, how will He punish them?
Wang Shan naturally didn't dare and quickly waved his hand.
"I will definitely make this matter clear to them so they know how serious it is."
After getting the news from his granddaughter, Wang Shan left. He then gathered all the villagers in front of the Dragon King Temple and spoke loudly.
"Today, the Hundred Changes Star Lord announced that the Dragon King has learned of the severe drought in Beiyang and is willing to bring down rain for the people. With Wangjia Village as the leader, we will arrange for several people to inform the heads of several nearby villages to come to our Wangjia Village to worship the Dragon King and then return to the village to pray for rain. Kneel!!!"
After informing everyone of the matter, the village chief led all the villagers to kneel on the ground and kowtow three times and nine times. Only after everyone sincerely kowtowed in gratitude did he begin to arrange people.
To convince the surrounding village chiefs, Wang Shan, the village chief, specially selected men who had been disabled in recent years to go to other villages to inform them. In fact, the situation in each village was similar. It would have been fine if they were all elderly, but all the middle-aged and strong men in the village were disabled. Otherwise, if the conscription took everyone away every year, who would farm the land? How would they live?
Soon Wang Dalin also received the task, which was to go to the nearby village, which was the village of Wang Jinglan's mother Zhou Fang, to inform the village chief of the matter.
Ever since Wang Dalin's arm was broken by his father, his walking has actually been affected. He always has one leg heavier than the other. Now that everything is intact, he can walk normally and hurried towards the neighboring village.
You know, although our village is not far away, it is still more than ten miles away, and it will take two hours if you walk fast.
Not only Zhoujia Village, but also the neighboring Mengjia Village, Chenjia Village, Lijia Village, etc., have arranged people to go there.
The nearest village, Chenjia Village, was about eight miles away from Wangjia Village. In less than an hour, Wang Ji hurried to Chenjia Village.
As soon as I stepped into the land of Chenjia Village, I felt a burst of heat. The ground was so dry that it was about to crack, not to mention the fields I saw along the way. If this continued, the spring wheat in the fields would dry up and die.
As soon as he entered the village, Wang Ji saw his brother-in-law and was also very surprised.
"Brother, why are you here?"
My brother-in-law Chen Ming was holding a tool in his hand, which looked like it was used for digging the ground.
"Now that it hasn't rained for such a long time, the villagers are trying to find a place to dig well water. Although it's not certain, it's better than waiting and doing nothing. Fortunately, there has been more water from upstream recently, so the crops in the fields haven't dried up directly."
A few days ago, there was suddenly more water in the river, forcing people from several villages around Wangjia Village to rush to fetch water and irrigate the fields. This saved the crops, otherwise they would have been sun-dried to death.
"By the way, why are you here? Is there something going on at home?"
Chen Ming asked his brother-in-law, feeling a little worried. After all, it was very dry and everyone was having a hard time. But soon Chen Ming noticed something.
"How did your leg heal?"
That’s right, Chen Ming is also lame. Those who can stay in the village to work cannot be drafted into the army because soldiers don’t want lame people.
"I'm here to tell you this good news! Okay, forget about my legs, take me to see your village chief! There's good news! It's going to rain!!!"
Chen Ming was confused and puzzled by his brother-in-law's excitement, but he still took Wang Ji to the place where the villagers had planned to dig a well. There were more than a dozen grown men gathered there. The old ones were okay, and most of the young ones had some disabilities.
In this world, just living is hard enough; a broken leg or arm is nothing to them.
"Village Chief Chen! Our village chief asked me to come find you!"
Village chief Chen also had a worried look on his face. After all, there was nothing anyone could do if God didn't rain. The crops in the fields were almost dying. If there hadn't been water in the river a few days ago, everyone would have had to watch their crops die.
Now when he saw people from Wangjia Village coming over, he was also surprised, because a few days ago, Village Chief Chen heard some villagers say that other people's land was very dry, but the land in Wangjia Village was exceptionally moist, and the crops were growing very well.
I don’t know the specific origin of this, but I didn’t expect that people from Wangjia Village would come to my door.
"Wang Ji, right? I remember you, Cuihua's brother-in-law from our village."
Village Chief Chen then smiled, which made his dark, wrinkled face look even more indescribably old.
"Yes, Village Chief Chen, our village chief specifically asked me to come and invite you to our Wangjia Village. Previously, people from several villages asked us why our crops are so good. It's because our village worshipped the Dragon King, and the Dragon King sent down a sweet rain, which has improved our Wangjia Village."
Wang Ji quickly explained the matter, which stunned everyone present. They never expected that the other party would talk about such supernatural things. What about the Lord Dragon King? Is there such a god?
And even if it was a worship, it should be worshiping the river god, how did it become the Dragon King?
Village chief Chen was also a little skeptical, but someone suddenly saw Wang Ji's legs.
"Wang Ji, is your leg healed? You're not lame anymore?"
The men around were all lame and had broken arms, so they all looked at Wang Ji, and Wang Ji suddenly felt extremely proud.
"Of course. Just five days ago, our village worshipped the Dragon King, and he sent down divine rain. That rain not only revived all things and made crops grow better, but it also cured all diseases. All the lame and broken arms in our village have been healed. The Dragon King is a true god. He is willing to let you worship him because he knew about the drought in Beiyang. That's why I came here specifically to inform you. How could I lie to you?"
Wang Ji deliberately stretched out his legs, then pulled up the pants on both legs to show everyone. It turned out that the two legs were exactly the same, and there was even no scar from the beating.
"It's not just us. There's an old woman in our village who damaged her eyes while embroidering, but now she can see. That's all thanks to the divine rain. If you don't believe me, just get a few people to come to our village and take a look. When you come back and pay your respects to the Dragon King, he will surely heal you and give you a healthy body. The crops in your fields will also grow better and better."
He excitedly talked about everything that Lord Dragon King had brought to their Wangjia Village. The people around him also went from being unconvinced to being shocked. Because many people did not believe what Wang Ji said about the Dragon King, but when they saw that Wang Ji's leg, which had been broken, was actually intact, they thought it was more magical than a god!
You know, if a person's leg is broken, it is difficult for doctors to heal it, let alone a case where it has been broken for many years and not only has it healed, there is not even a scar?
Could it be that... there really is a Lord Dragon King?
Village chief Chen didn’t know whether this was true or not, but when he heard Wang Ji say that many people had invited village chiefs from other villages, he said he would go there immediately!
Instead of walking, they went straight to the donkey cart in the village. Village chief Chen, along with two young men from the village and Wang Ji, hurried towards Wangjia Village, wanting to know what the legendary Dragon King was all about.
Besides Chenjia Village, the same thing happened in other villages. Although they didn't believe it at first, they had to believe it after seeing the people in Wangjia Village getting better. Then, holding on to the last glimmer of hope, they quickly found a carriage and headed to Wangjia Village...
If there truly was a Dragon King in this world who could bring down the sweet rain, everyone in their village would be willing to become his believers and offer him the best sacrifices...
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