My Years in the Folklore World

Chapter 326 Countdown...

Jiang Xinghuo tried it several times, but the result did not change. From the information given in the game text, it can be seen that, to a certain extent, there is nothing wrong with the process of praying for rain.

But once it comes to the last critical moment, the dark clouds in the sky will suddenly disperse, and the rain will not fall at all.

At first, Jiang Xinghuo thought it was his own fault, but now he realized that the problem was not with himself, but with Shanggu City.

In other words, the problem lies within this abandoned Kitchen God Temple, otherwise the temperature here cannot be higher than outside.

Jiang Xinghuo pondered for a while, then flipped through the text records again. When he saw the description of the dry well, he looked thoughtful.

But it was not a solution to keep fighting, so Jiang Xinghuo simply quit the game and planned to log in again after dark to see if there would be any changes in the game.

Anyway, it's already three o'clock in the afternoon, so just wait a few more hours.

Taking advantage of the fact that he had nothing to do at the moment, Jiang Xinghuo opened the browser and checked the local news.

It’s strange that such a big accident happened at the memorial hall, but there was no news about it on the Internet, as if nothing had happened at all.

It was almost five o'clock when a news message popped up on the phone.

Jiang Xinghuo clicked on it and saw a news report from Northern Metropolis Daily, saying that a fire broke out in the memorial hall in Bincheng South District due to years of disrepair and aging circuits, and the owner of the memorial hall unfortunately died in the disaster...

What made Jiang Xinghuo feel even more surprised was that when one of the parties was interviewed, he confidently said that a fire had occurred.

Jiang Xinghuo thought about it for a moment and understood what was going on. It was most likely the work of the Public Opinion Research Bureau. There are all kinds of strange things in the secular world, and it is not uncommon to have props that can tamper with other people's memories and cognition.

After all, the game is still in the confidential stage and has not spread among the public on a large scale. If the news gets out, it may cause some commotion.

Jiang Xinghuo looked at the time. There was still some time before dark, and since he had nothing else to do, he tidied up his magic bag.

Since he entered the game until now, he basically put everything he saw into the game, because the storage space was large enough and he didn't have to worry about capacity issues. Over time, he accumulated a lot of junk.

Jiang Xinghuo picked and chose, and put all those things that were of little value, useless, or props with duplicate functions on the niche for sale, leaving only a few important things.

After a round of decluttering, the magic bag is much cleaner and all the junk has been thrown away.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Jiang Xinghuo took out his mobile phone from his pocket and opened the game.

"As night fell, you lit a bonfire in the temple. As the flames flickered, you suddenly heard the sound of flowing water coming from outside."

Jiang Xinghuo raised his eyebrows and thought that there was indeed a problem. There was no movement during the day, but now it was just getting dark and it started to cause trouble.

"Do you want to go out and check it out?"

The game gives two options: either push the door open and go out to see what's going on, or pretend you heard nothing.

Jiang Xinghuo didn’t think too much about it. The worst that could happen was that he would die this time, so he just chose to go out and take a look.

"You pushed open the temple door and came to the courtyard. The sound of running water suddenly stopped. The surroundings were extremely quiet and there was no sound at all."

"What are you going to do now? Just wander around the yard? Or close the door and go back to bed?"

Jiang Xinghuo chose to stroll around the yard.

"You walked around the yard and didn't find anything wrong. Even the most suspicious dry well was as dry and cracked as it was during the day."

"You didn't find anything, so you had to go back to the temple and wait quietly for dawn."

Jiang Xinghuo was wondering what was going on and what was causing this. The drought in Shanggu City was really strange.

The next day, early in the morning.

"You open your eyes, the morning sun shines on the corpse, and the earth has ushered in another beautiful day."

"After a night's rest, you feel full of energy. What are your plans for today?" "Will you stay in the Kitchen God Temple or go somewhere else?"

Looking at the game text on the screen, Jiang Xinghuo thought to himself that there was no need to fight to the death with the Kitchen God Temple. It would be better to go to other places and have a look. Maybe there would be unexpected gains.

If he couldn't find out the cause of the drought in Shanggu City today, he wouldn't waste his time here and would come back when he had the chance.

“You left the Kitchen God Temple.”

"You started exploring in Shanggu City..."

"..."

Three hours later.

"You explored Shanggu City but didn't find anything, nor did you find any clues..."

Jiang Xinghuo was really helpless this time and could only return to the Kitchen God Temple and go into idle mode, hoping to see if there would be any changes at night.

It's still seven o'clock in the evening.

At the same time last night, the same game text popped up again in the game.

"You heard the sound of running water outside again. Do you want to go out and check it out?"

This time, Jiang Xinghuo chose the opposite answer and did not go out to check what was going on.

"You tiptoed to the door and peeked out through the crack. You saw a row of wet footprints in the yard, circling the dry well."

"You used your magical movement skills and arrived at the well in a blink of an eye. You reached the direction where the footprints appeared, but you didn't expect to catch nothing."

"Look into the well again. It was dry and cracked during the day, but now it is filled with clear water, and the water is about to overflow the edge of the well."

"But at this moment, you suddenly felt a huge force coming from behind you, as if there were 17 or 18 people pushing you from behind, trying to push you into the well and drown you alive."

When Jiang Xinghuo saw this, he understood what was going on. He guessed that those fortune tellers were pushed into the well in this way.

Those who were unlucky drowned in the well, and those who were lucky enough to survive probably suffered irreversible damage to their brain cells due to lack of oxygen for too long, and became idiots and insane.

"You feel the force behind you getting stronger and stronger, but you are no longer the weakling you once were. Your legs are firmly planted on the ground, like an iron horse holding down a mountain. No matter how hard the evil force behind you tries to move, you remain motionless."

"At this moment, you suddenly feel a void behind you, and the evil energy disappears instantly. At the same time, the spring water that is about to overflow from the edge of the well also begins to fade away at a speed visible to the naked eye."

"Are you going to stop it?"

Unlike the interactive options that appeared before, this time there is a countdown under the text option.

"5..."

"4..."

"3..."

"2..."

"1..."

Jiang Xinghuo looked at the countdown and without thinking too much, he quickly clicked on the screen and chose yes at the last moment.

"You chose to stop the water in the well from falling. You stirred the water vigorously with the muddy stick and used the Xinghe Water-Suppressing Method..."

No more today, more tomorrow
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(End of this chapter)