I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 497 It’s raining

In the countryside of Dinghai, where the surface temperature had reached over 40 degrees, after a fight and a gust of evil wind, the air was filled with the smell of dust and blood.

But at this moment, no one paid attention to these things. Everyone was silent, fearing that any extra noise would alarm the gods in heaven.

The most relaxed person in the whole audience was Owen, who could see Xia Qingdai.

"Ah, life was really hard for ordinary people during the Little Ice Age!" Looking at the situation below, Xia Qingdai sighed with compassion.

Seeing so many dried-up rivers and ditches along the way, as well as farmers carrying water to irrigate their fields, Xia Qingdai naturally guessed the reason.

I guess the farmers down there are reluctant to use water, and they want to save what little water they have for the crops in the fields.

In the past, she had only seen in historical documents that villagers had fought over water, but today she actually witnessed it with her own eyes, and she felt quite uncomfortable.

After she used a fan to calm the fighting figures below, she quickly withdrew her gaze and ran to the utility room to look for her silicone dragon toy.

Initially, she tied the stuffed dragon doll to the spray bottle to reduce the noise of the small motor. Later, she found that this could kill two birds with one stone and promote the Chinese dragon civilization. After the stuffed dragon doll was damaged, she went to a boutique to pick out a silicone dragon that was definitely much more realistic than the stuffed toy, and installed it on the spray head every time it rained.

She had used the "Dragon Nozzle" in the UK before and the effect was very good. Presumably, this time when she returns to the birthplace of dragon culture and uses the Dragon to bring rain, the effect will be even better.

After everything was ready, Xia Qingdai gently pressed the atomizer switch, pinched the dragon nozzle with a tube inserted in her mouth with her right hand, and sprinkled water at the Lilliput country below.

The misted water droplets in her eyes, because of the fast water release speed, turned into a heavy rain when they fell on Lilliput.

Since that day, an incredible record has been added to the Dinghai County Annals - in the summer of 1793, the 58th year of Emperor Qianlong's reign, the Dragon King of the East China Sea passed through Dinghai Town and brought down a sweet rain.

Many historians believe that this record was written in the style of the Spring and Autumn Period and is definitely not true reality, just like some records in the Records of the Grand Historian.

After all, how could there really be dragons in this world?
As the heavy rain fell, Owen's mouth curled up slightly. He knew that the goddess would definitely send rain. With Xia Qingdai's mercy, it was impossible for her to turn a blind eye to the dry ditches she saw along the way.

In fact, it was just as he expected. Before everyone could recover from the shock, the sky began to rain.

The people who were just shocked by the huge sky fan were instantly drenched by the heavy rain.

With a "whoosh", Owen opened his black long-handled umbrella and looked at the rain with a mysterious smile.

"Rain! It's raining!"

"It's raining! It's raining!"

"Oh my god! God finally opened his eyes! It's finally raining!"

The two villages, which had been fighting each other to the point of bloodshed over whether to close the downstream river channel, forgot about the monster and their grudges against each other the moment the heavy rain fell, and collectively jumped and shouted in the rain like crazy.

Everyone's vision became blurry, and they couldn't tell whether what was flowing down their cheeks was rain or tears.

"Look! Look up at the sky!"

Someone shouted in excitement, attracting everyone's attention to the sky. This was a typical sun shower. Between the clouds, a colorful dragon could be seen, with its head facing the ground.

Even if they can't see it clearly, everyone can imagine the scene of the dragon spitting water by using their imagination.

"The Dragon King is here!"

"It must be the Dragon King in the Dragon King Temple showing up!"

"Thank you, Dragon King! Thank you, Dragon King!" Some people bowed down excitedly.

In years of drought, the Dragon King Temple would be very popular, with people coming to pray for rain every day. However, after praying for months, there was still no downpour.

Some farmers, who have watched their crops wither day by day, have begun to resent the Dragon King for offering incense but doing nothing. They have even begun to doubt whether the Dragon King Temple is effective and whether it is still necessary for it to exist.

If it continues without rain, the nearby Dragon King Temple will probably be destroyed by farmers driven desperate by poor harvests.

But now all these doubts disappeared after the Dragon King appeared in the clouds.

Mr. Wang, who claimed to be well-read and failed the imperial examination only because of bad luck, did not believe in these gods and ghosts. He also regarded the county magistrate's request to worship the Dragon King Temple as a political show to fool the ignorant people.

But at this moment, looking at the dragon in the clouds, Master Wang's three views were all confused. He opened his mouth in astonishment, and his throat seemed to be pinched by an invisible hand, and he couldn't utter a single syllable.

This... is this possible?!

General Ma Yu and County Magistrate Zhang Yutian also had shocked expressions. Even though they had always believed that it was better to believe it than not, they had never actually seen it. How could they not be shocked when they suddenly saw it?

The three envoys from Britain were the most calm in the face of this situation. After all, they had experienced the power of an angry dragon flooding London one year.

In this heavy rain, the three British envoys were the only ones who were not wet.

Because in the 18th century, the gentlemen of London always carried black umbrellas with them. They were used as crutches in leisure time and as umbrellas in rainy days. They were used very frequently.

The same thing happened this time when they got off the boat. Guns and swords could be left on the boat as required, but the matching long-handled black umbrellas could not be lost. This was a must-have item for a gentleman to travel with. Anything less would make it seem imperfect and unrefined, but in the end, they were used.

They are not as eager and excited about rain as the locals, so they don't want to be soaked.

Xia Qingdai brought rain to Lilliput, but it was impossible for all of it to be for the dragon. She had to rely on this wave of operations to attract some believers and replenish the source of faith power!

After tying the dragon above the glass tank with a transparent fishing line, Xia Qingdai began to reach out and make arrangements underneath.

She first placed a simulated altar on the hillside not far from the field, then a pavilion made of solid wood, and then various "giant fruits" of gods and goddesses. There were grapes as big as heads, tangerines as big as lanterns, apples as big as cars, etc. In short, they were not ordinary things.

After finishing all this, Xia Qingdai shouted to Owen below: "Owen, lead them to the east. I'll be waiting for you in front."

After hearing what Xia Qingdai said, Owen nodded slightly, turned around, put the umbrella over the head of County Magistrate Zhang next to him, and spoke to him in a low voice.