I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 498 Please God
The villagers of the two villages were ecstatic about the sudden sun shower, and soon spread their ecstasy.

I don’t know how many people knelt excitedly beside the field, grabbed the moist soil, raised their hands to the sky, and laughed out loud.

The Dragon King appeared and the crops were saved.

The people blocking the road had stopped fighting, so Magistrate Zhang and General Ma turned a blind eye and did not really take it too far and arrest the peasants who were fighting.

The most urgent thing is to find a place to shelter from the rain.

In fact, Owen did not make up any extra lies to convince the county magistrate. He just raised his hand and pointed at the pavilion in the rain ahead, suggesting that everyone go there to take shelter from the rain first.

It was pouring rain, not the time to talk. Magistrate Zhang and General Ma discussed it and told the sedan bearers to lift the sedan again and quicken their pace to the pavilion ahead.

Ever since the Fucui Villa base camp completely disappeared from the map, the field of vision of the wild map has quietly expanded.

When Xia Qingdai brought rain to the UK before, the wild map was only about the size of two football fields. Anyone who was careful could still see that the rain curtain moved with Owen's movement.

But now it was different, the wild map had increased tenfold, almost a kilometer in radius centered on Owen. The area was large enough that it was not easy for others to distinguish the connection between the two.

At least officials as smart as Zhang Yutian and others did not notice any clues.

Soon, everyone arrived not far from the pavilion. They were just about to enter, but they hesitated and did not rush in to take shelter from the rain.

There was no other reason, because there was almost no space to step inside the pavilion. The pavilion was filled with unprecedentedly large fruits, beyond everyone's imagination. And at the table in the center of the pavilion, a woman in white was sitting cross-legged.

The bearers, who were idle farmers nearby, were already surprised to see the altar and pavilion standing out of nowhere on the roadside. Their hearts started beating even faster when they saw the otherworldly woman in white, whose beauty was not diminished even with her eyes closed.

Not joy, but fear.

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.

Everyone clearly remembers that when they passed by here before, there was no such exquisite pavilion.

If there really was such a good place to cool off, its fame would have spread far and wide, and they would have heard of it. Moreover, such a pavilion made of solid wood with exquisite carvings could not be built with funds raised in a remote area.

But now it appeared before my eyes so unrealistically, next to the simple path, which was really incredible.

What was even more disturbing was the woman in white sitting in meditation with her eyes closed in the middle of the pavilion. Her face was so pale that she seemed to be blending into the world. The mist formed by the heavy rain added a sense of ethereality to her, as if she was not from this mortal world.

"Pip, pip!" Carrier A made a sound in his throat and asked Carrier B who was carrying the sedan chair with him, "Old Li, this... is this a human or a ghost?"

"I, I, I... How could there be a ghost in broad daylight? Don't let your imagination run wild." The man called Lao Li looked at Xia Qingdai, his legs trembling.

The sedan bearers were exchanging their thoughts in the local dialect. Zhang Yutian and Ma Yu, the two top leaders present, were also watching secretly.

Just when everyone was undecided, the woman in white suddenly opened her eyes, looked at the people outside the pavilion getting wet in the rain with no emotion, nodded and said, "Hello, adults. I didn't expect that we would meet here again. It's fate." The woman in white was none other than Xia Qingdai, who was dressed like the heroine in a fairy tale drama.

The sedan bearers hired at the city gate naturally did not know Xia Qingdai, but the rest of the people had all seen her at the Temple of the God of Wealth today and recognized her.

A beauty of Xia Qingdai's level, with the blessing of a makeup and hair style that is known as one of the "Four Great Witches in Asia" in modern times, it is impossible for anyone who has seen her not to be impressed.

Zhang Yutian and Ma Yu looked at each other and saw fear in each other's eyes.

This woman in white had clearly stayed in the Temple of the God of Wealth without saying a word before they set out. How come she suddenly appeared here now?

The only road leading from the city to this side was the one they had walked along. They had not seen any trace of the woman in white along the way, so how on earth did she get here now? !

Zhang Yutian bowed and said, "Master, hello. I am the local official of Dinghai Town. May I ask what advice you have for me?"

"How could I block your way?" Xia Qingdai looked at Zhang Yutian and continued calmly, "I came here to pray for rain for the people in this area. The rain has been prayed for, and my work is done. I am hiding in the pavilion to avoid the rain, waiting for the rain to stop and the clouds to clear. The two adults should not stand in the rain. If you don't mind, you can come in and take shelter from the rain."

"What? You mean you prayed for this rain?" Master Wang said in surprise, "Don't tell me you invited the dragon."

Xia Qingdai smiled, raised her hand and pointed at the altar in front of her, saying, "Yes, we are inviting the Dragon King who controls water."

The Qing officials present looked at each other in confusion, not knowing whether to believe it or not.

The woman in front of them looked so otherworldly that she didn't seem like a charlatan. But their reason made them unwilling to believe that there was really someone in this world who could summon a dragon.

What's the difference between this and being a god? Are the Taoist priests in Mount Putuo so powerful now? Can we invite a dragon whenever we want?
Thinking of this, everyone raised their heads at the same time.

The rain had not stopped yet, and the dragon's head was still faintly visible in the clouds, giving people a sense of unpredictability. If she was lying, the dragon would be furious.

After looking up at the sky, everyone looked down in the direction where Xia Qingdai was, their expressions solemn but with a hint of confusion.

Xia Qingdai smiled faintly, glanced at the fruits huddled together in the pavilion, flicked her sleeves calmly, and said, "Don't take these magical fruits seriously, kick them all out, and you will have a place to shelter from the rain."

"Okay." Owen was the first to respond. He got off the sedan chair first, walked forward with an umbrella, and nonchalantly kicked a grape as big as a watermelon out of the pavilion.

He stood where the grapes had been, put away his umbrella, and bowed politely to Xia Qingdai and said, "Hello, I'm glad to see you. Thank you for summoning the dragon to drive away the heat for us."

"You're welcome." Xia Qingdai bowed in return and said politely, but her body did not move. She continued to meditate at the table in the middle of the pavilion, looking at everyone with a faint smile on her lips.

Ma Yu, Zhang Yutian and others exchanged glances again, and seeing that the English red-haired cats had walked into the pavilion one after another, they finally came over and helped move the fruits inside.

After everyone had carried these unprecedentedly huge fruits out of the pavilion, Xia Qingdai said leisurely, "These fruits were offered to the gods when I was praying for them. They are stained with the Dragon King's divine thoughts. If you don't mind, you can share them."