Yunsheng's spiritual consciousness leaves his body and searches for nearby living creatures, temporarily attaching his spiritual consciousness to their bodies.
He found an animal in the forest. It had pure and even black and white fur, sharp claws, and was the size of a bear.
When I put the bamboo in my mouth, it breaks into pieces with a snap. The bite force is great and my teeth are in good shape.
With a slap of the black claws, the small tree broke into two parts and fell to the ground.
It looks harmless and has a strong camouflage ability.
Although I have never seen it before, it must be a very powerful animal.
Yunsheng decided to possess this animal.
He looked around and saw four or five of them. They all had black limbs, snow-white bellies, white heads, black round ears, and a circle of black hair around their eyes.
But there was one exception.
There is no circle of black hair around its eyes, only white hair around its round black eyes.
I decided this was it!
This one doesn't have the circle of black hair around its eye, so it looks the most powerful. Unlike the others, they look soft and floppy, as if they haven't been weaned.
He likes the powerful ones.
Yunsheng's divine consciousness possessed it.
With fewer dark circles under its eyes than its peers, this gifted creature paused in chewing the bamboo, its small eyes suddenly becoming sharp.
It moved its fat buttocks, hugged the trunk tightly with its four limbs, and quickly climbed down by moving its limbs flexibly, then ran quickly and firmly in a certain direction.
…
"The Guanwu Mountain area in the north has been dry for three months, and the rainfall has been much less than in previous years. Uh... there is also Yuanping in the northwest and Junzhou in the southwest..."
A middle-aged man with a beard and wearing official uniform stood in the study, flipping through booklets tremblingly and reading carefully.
As he flipped through the pages, he stole glances at the figure standing opposite the desk, feeling anxious and apprehensive, and speaking incoherently:
"This, this... Sir, please spare my life. I have parents and children to take care of. Two hundred and seventy-seven people in my family all depend on me for support. If, if I am gone, these people will probably be homeless. This will damage the merits of the people..."
A shadow swayed on the smooth tabletop, and the person opposite the desk took two steps towards this side.
The middle-aged man's heart was lifted up, and his scalp seemed to explode with fear. He only heard the man chuckle and said in a clear and transparent voice like jade and spring water:
"Merit? You know a lot."
"This, I..." He stammered, afraid to say anything, for fear that the other party would suddenly jump up and swallow him in one bite.
On his way home from work, he ran into the man in front of him, who sincerely asked him to tell him about the places where drought had occurred in recent days.
He was an official and the other party was a civilian. He could ignore him or chat with him, no problem, but he didn't dare to.
It was because although the person in front of him had an extraordinary appearance, an immortal temperament, and noble and extraordinary clothes, he had a pair of ruby-like horns on his forehead and a pair of bright golden eyes that were more dazzling than gold!
Who would have such a thing on a normal person? He must be a god or a monster. The middle-aged man was very self-aware. Although he didn't do bad things normally, he didn't do many good things either. Why would the gods want him?
It can only be a monster.
It turns out that monsters look like this. They are very beautiful, but one look at them makes people feel scared from the bottom of their hearts.
The pressure is stronger than that of the emperor.
"You don't have to panic. I'll ask you one more question. If you can answer it, I'll leave."
"…What's the problem? Please tell me."
The middle-aged man's voice trembled. He only dared to sneak a peek at the shadow on the smooth table and didn't dare to look up.
This table is cleaned well. Whichever servant usually cleans it should be rewarded.
“Where are floods most frequent?”
"Wait a minute..." The middle-aged man flipped through other booklets. These were information that his subordinates had received from somewhere recently, and he had compiled them.
"There is the Anyuan River area in the southwest and the Yumu Forest in the east..."
…
The sun is shining brightly and the sky is clear.
The scorching sun burned the earth, and the wild flowers and crops in the fields were listless, with yellow leaf tips.
Farmers wearing worn straw hats sat in rows beside the shaded ridges of the fields.
The sturdy man with dark skin put his hands on his knees, looked up at the sky, narrowed his eyes and frowned slightly.
"It doesn't look like it's going to rain today."
"Yeah yeah."
The man next to him was older, and he echoed the words with a sad face, taking off his straw hat from his head to fan himself.
"If it doesn't rain, the crops will wither in the fields. I heard the town wants to invite a half-immortal to pray for rain."
"When?" Another skinny man sitting next to him leaned over and asked.
"The day after tomorrow. I heard people talking about it at market yesterday."
“Will it work?”
"Don't talk nonsense. I'm a half-immortal, so it will definitely work. I rely on these grains to pay taxes. If it doesn't rain, what will my family eat?"
In the sky, a thick and wide white cloud floated over, almost covering half the sky.
The person who was fanning himself with a straw hat suddenly felt a chill on his head, and something liquid fell on it.
He suspected it was bird droppings and looked up.
Bang!
A drop of liquid fell on his face, and a small amount of liquid splashed everywhere.
He reached out and touched it, then put the hand that had touched his face in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully.
"water?"
Crash...
In just a few breaths, heavy rain poured down continuously, blocking out the scorching sun. The overwhelming curtain of water dyed the sky a watery color.
"It's raining..."
The sturdy man looked up in a daze, suddenly took off his straw hat, swung his arms and ran out of the cover of the branches, standing in the heavy rain shouting wildly.
"It's raining! Hahahaha!"
The rain soaked his entire body. Water flowed down his forehead, flowed down his body, and fell into the ground, soaking the soil.
The older man looked up at the sky and suddenly ran away.
He wanted to go home quickly and tell his wife that he would not sell the second girl to be a maid. The crops were harvested and they could afford to support her, so there was no need to make plans for a "back door" in advance.
In the sky, in the dark clouds that gradually turned from white to gray, you could vaguely see a long golden-red dragon circling and dancing in them, with clouds and mist surrounding it.
He created clouds and rain to reveal his true self.
After enough rain fell, the dark clouds turned white and drifted away without stopping for a moment.
All that was left was the freshness of the ground after the rain, and some sharp-eyed people who claimed that they had seen the Dragon God.
…
Luo Zheyu looked at the rough map and flew along the place mentioned by the minor official on the map.
In general, it creates a storm and sends raindrops everywhere.
Occasionally, there would be floods in places, and the excess water would be extracted by him and stuffed into the clouds. When he reached places that needed rain, he would release the excess water.
He looked a little anxious.
After transforming into a dragon, it is not as carefree and easy as imagined. Instead, he is under great pressure from heaven and earth all the time.
The rules of heaven and earth want him to sleep.
Luo Zheyu didn't know the reason, and he couldn't resist the power of the rules of heaven and earth all the time.
This power descended upon his body and will irresistibly, pulling him to sleep all the time.
So, everything has to move faster.
After all, he had survived the heavenly tribulation and turned into a dragon. He couldn't just fall into a deep sleep without even having the experience of controlling the clouds and rain.
Calling the wind and rain seemed to be an innate ability of dragons. In less than half a month, Luo Zheyu completed his plan.
Suddenly, there were many legends about dragon gods among the people.
It’s just that the common people always argue about whether it is the golden dragon or the red dragon that brings rain. Some even firmly believe that there are two dragons in total.
…
The red dragon finally stopped and slowly fell to the ground.
I couldn't stop feeling sleepy, and my body and will were once again in a tug of war between the rules of heaven and earth.
He yawned loudly, revealing his long, sharp teeth.
Two long snake-like breaths came out, and the grass and trees on the ground that were swept by them suddenly grew taller, grew buds, and quickly bloomed into gorgeous flowers.
My eyes unconsciously began to close.
"Oh my God, stop right there! Don't run!"
A loud voice came from behind, waking Luo Zheyu up.
"I'm so tired... Do you know how far I ran after you!!!"
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