The people cried out in prayer, and indeed, the heavens began to rain. Bean-sized drops hit their faces, moistening their bloodshot skin and lips.
The people of Zhaoyang City knelt on the ground, opened their arms to let the rain soak all the dry parts of their bodies, opened their mouths wide and ate voraciously.
They couldn't count how many days they hadn't been able to drink a full sip of water, and their throats were almost on fire.
Some people ran and rejoiced, with long-lost smiles on their faces, "Ahhhhhhhhh... God finally showed up!"
Someone pounded the ground and cried bitterly, tears streaming into his mouth along with the rain, "Wuwuwuwu - Dad and Mom! If only you could hold on for just one more day! Just one more day and we won't die of thirst!"
"My son! Open your eyes and look! There is water now!" A mother cried while holding her eight-year-old child, whose body had already turned cold.
"Thank God, thank the masters! We are saved! We won't die of thirst!" The family members hugged each other and cried. The days of suffering were finally over!
As for the sacrifices that lay in a pool of blood, no one cared. What difference did it make if a few people were sacrificed for the sake of this rain?
Even the adults couldn't help but smile. It's finally raining! He no longer has to worry about being deposed as the lord of this city!
Disasters are raging everywhere, and the imperial court is already overwhelmed. With the constant news of such and such a place being overrun by refugees, or such and such a high official being overthrown by rioting civilians, even the court officials are worried, let alone disaster relief measures. The situation is now left to the individual prefectures and counties to resolve on their own.
Now that it was raining, the Lord felt that it was because he had found the Sixteen Altars to show his power and had made a great contribution.
He stroked his beard and thought to himself that such a great achievement was no less than a heroic feat, and he should seek reward from the court.
He smiled happily and showed even more respect to Lady Lotus.
Madam Lotus raised her lips in a scornful smile. "These are the foolish people. As long as their desires are strong, even if there are unreasonable things, they will convince themselves."
She won't lose.
She opened her hands, prostrated herself on the ground, and bowed to the heavens, "Thank you, God, for your mercy on us all!"
Everyone bowed and thanked God for His mercy. Now the people felt that it was because of the sacrifice that the rain fell.
After digging out well water during the drought, the masters of the Sixteen Altars appeared again and made God send down sweet rain, which shows how profound their Taoism was.
A dozen or so pseudo-Taoists suppressed the upward curves of their lips, with expressions that showed it was as it should be. They were supported and loved by the people, and they formed a circle to sing and dance.
For a time, his prestige was greater than that of the city lords...
On the hill outside the city, refugees stood in the heavy rain, their movements identical to those of the people inside the city.
At this moment, their hearts were filled with joy, so they didn't care about being discovered. Dozens of people cheered in the rainstorm, first bowing their heads, then opening their mouths wide to drink rainwater.
Celebrating that I finally made it through! I haven't seen this kind of smile in a year.
"Hahahahaha, this water tastes so good!"
"Mom! This water is so sweet!"
"Stop drinking, silly boy! Hurry up and get a basin of water!"
Those who have basins use basins, those who don’t have basins use bowls, and those who have nothing use concave stones, bamboo, or leaves to catch the water.
No matter what tool it is, as long as it doesn't leak, any amount you can save is valuable.
It was the despair of being on the verge of dying of thirst every day. It was too painful, and people might not be able to get out of the shadow of water shortage for a long time.
The dark clouds in the sky were still thick and would not disperse. The rain was so heavy that everything became blurry.
Jiang Yue looked at the crazy looks of the crowd quietly, feeling heavy in her heart. The rain was too heavy.
Everything has its limits.
But this is not something she can control. No one can understand God's mind.
On the bright side, with the rain, she could finally take a good bath in broad daylight.
If everyone were washed in the rain, she wouldn't stand out as being so clean.
She washed herself thoroughly, feeling refreshed. It must be said that she even despised the dirty water that came out of her washing.
The heavy rain took away the heat, and Jiang Nian could finally hold her tightly and sleep again.
Jiang Yue felt that he was less like a wolf and more like a clingy cat. In front of her, he was like someone with dry skin. Fortunately, she was also suffering from dry skin.
The rain was so heavy that the two men ignored what was happening outside and stayed in the cave to eat and make clothes. They had already worn out two sets of clothes, so they had to make up for it while they had some free time.
Torrential rain had fallen for two days straight, and even the refugees in the neighboring caves, after their revelry, began to worry. Last year's natural disaster had begun with torrential rain, and a repeat was truly terrifying.
"Last year, because of the continuous heavy rains that flooded the fields, we were forced to move up the mountain and become refugees without land and household registration." A mother-in-law said while wiping away tears.
It was also because of that heavy rain that their house collapsed, crushing the old man's leg. He died because he had no money to treat it. The eldest son was also drowned while draining water from the fields.
A family that was once prosperous and happy is now left with only her, an old woman, and a son and a daughter to make a living.
These words brought back sad memories for many people, their eyes turned red, and they couldn't help but wipe away their tears.
"I hope this rain stops soon."
Although they now have no houses or fields, the heavy rain makes it very dangerous to stay in the mountains.
As for the people living at the foot of the mountain, they should be even more worried than them.
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