I am a fairy

Chapter 95: A mud dragon causing trouble?

"Xihe County, there will be moderate to heavy rain tomorrow."

"The minimum temperature is 8 to 10 degrees, and the maximum temperature is 17 to 19 degrees."

"Today is the first day of the Grain Rain season. It is expected that the rain belt will continue to stay in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River for a while. Audiences who need to go out are requested to bring rain gear to prevent slippery roads in rainy days."

"By the way, the river is windy and rough, please wear a lifebuoy and helmet when you are on the boat."

The time scale on the screen showed 21:50. No matter how much the paper weather forecaster exaggerated the report, the weather forecast, which covered only two counties and had basically the same weather, temperature, humidity and other data, was made to be long and boring.

Tonight's weather forecast is almost coming to an end.

"Dear viewers, thank you for listening to today's weather forecast."

"See you tomorrow, good night."

The background of today's weather forecast is the Dunhuang mural "Farming in the Rain", which shows dark clouds and heavy rain falling from the sky, and the crops in the fields are lush.

A farmer wearing a straw hat was hurriedly carrying crops on his shoulders and walking back, while another farmer insisted on whipping the cattle in the field. At the edge of the field, the farmer's family was enjoying a warm meal.

Using this painting as the background seems to imply that today is Grain Rain.

Wangshu changed into a Dunhuang-style outfit, which was bright but not vulgar.

The Wu belt wrapped around the slender arms fluttered in the wind. At first glance, one might have thought it was the Bodhisattva or goddess in the mural who had descended to earth.

The weather forecast is over.

The weather forecaster did not leave, but stayed on the screen and looked down condescendingly.

Jiang Chao was in a daze, staring blankly ahead. He looked like this every time Wangshu started reporting the weather, as if someone had cast a spell and taken his soul away.

Wangshu asked Jiang Chao: "Do you know?"

Jiang Chao raised his head slowly: "Know what?"

Wangshu said: "Someone is going to make you a Buddha or Bodhisattva."

Jiang Chao's eyes moved: "Buddha is Buddha, Bodhisattva is Bodhisattva, what are Buddha and Bodhisattva?"

After experiencing a series of events such as the temple being renovated and being notified that he had become Yunzhongjun, Jiang Chao was no longer surprised by such things.

Wangshu: "It is possible to make you a Buddha, or it is possible to make you a Bodhisattva, it depends on your performance."

Jiang Chao: "Who is so powerful? Is this person the emperor?"

Wangshu: "He is a monk."

Jiang Chao: "It is quite unusual for a monk to let others become his own Buddha."

Wangshu: "Didn't the Taoist priests of Yunzhen Dao make you an immortal? They even enshrined your spirit tablet. The county magistrate of Xihe County also made you the Lord of the Clouds. That Wen Shenyou even wanted the emperor to give you a bunch of immortal titles. Aren't these all mortals?"

Jiang Chao thought for a moment and said, "That's right. There is no such thing as immortals. They all come from mortals and will return to the secular world."

Wangshu said, "You don't care?"

Jiang Chao: "How can I manage it? Just because someone said something, I have to go thousands of miles away and take his head?"

At this time, the image of the Monk Picking Flowers appeared on the screen. It was the scene in which he was talking to his disciples in the Zen room. However, when he said the last sentence, his voice suddenly became louder.

"Even if Yun Zhongjun becomes a Bodhisattva, or even a Buddha, what does that matter?"

Wangshu: "Look, how arrogant, aren't you angry?"

Jiang Chao: "Why should I be angry? I don't have to do anything, and someone will ask me to be a Buddha. What a good thing."

Wangshu: "You are the dignified Lord of the Clouds, a deity in heaven. It is so embarrassing to be manipulated like this."

Jiang Chao: "I'm acting with you. I don't want to explain because it's too troublesome. I just want to fool others. But I'm acting so hard that I take it too seriously."

But then Jiang Chao said again.

"From what he said, he doesn't seem like a person with evil intentions, and his plan will never succeed."

"What can he use to convert Yun Zhendao? How can he get so many people to convert to Buddhism?"

"but……"

Wangshu: "But what?"

Jiang Chao: "His last words, that Buddha is an enlightened being and his vow to save all living beings from the sea of ​​suffering, are quite interesting."

Wangshu: "Isn't that what all monks say?"

Jiang Chao: "That's right. What people say is different from what they do. We don't know what this monk did."

Jiang Chao no longer discussed the matter of the Monk Picking Flowers, but at this time Wangshu mentioned another matter.

Jiang Chao was covered with a blanket, holding a book called "Go from Beginner to Master" in his hand. The book still exuded the scent of brand new paper.

Jiang Chao: "Anything else?"

Wangshu's voice changed a little, and the rain in the background became heavier, accompanied by the whistling wind: "Didn't you listen to the weather forecast just now?"

Jiang Chao nodded: "I listened very carefully, it was like a magic sound piercing my ears."

Wangshu told him: "It will rain moderately to heavily tomorrow."

Jiang Chao turned the page of the book: "I don't have any plans to go out tomorrow, so let it rain!"

But Jiang Chao just finished speaking when he remembered something.

"Oh, the witch will go to Lucheng tomorrow morning."

If it rains heavily and the wind is strong, no one will dare to sail on the river, so we will certainly not be able to go tomorrow.

Jiang Chao remembered something again: "Isn't that there? I remember the motor has been installed and tested."

Wangshu: "That's for transporting the steel to the Iron Sand Hell next."

Jiang Chao: "It's useless for the time being, so I'll borrow it."

Before, Wangshu said she wanted to create a dragon.
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It was still dark.

Jia Gui followed the moonlight diligently to the foot of the sacred peak, accompanied by the county magistrate and guards. After all, nominally he was going to Lucheng as the county magistrate and to report auspicious signs.

At the foot of the mountain, he did not go up the mountain or rush, but came to the pavilion to admire the stone tablet he had erected, and at the same time made arrangements with his entourage.

"Have you arranged the boats to cross the river?"

"We have arranged for the boats to cross the river. We have found three boats, which should be enough."

"When you get to Lucheng, be careful and be cautious in what you say and do. I heard that the Duke of Lucheng is ruthless and ruthless. If you lose your head, don't blame me for not warning you."

"Yes, we will definitely keep it in mind."

Lucheng County was the fiefdom of the Prince of Lucheng, and it can also be called Lucheng County State.

At the beginning, the imperial court was on guard against the separatist rule of various princes. Although it was called a county, in fact all the officials within the county were dispatched and appointed by the imperial court, such as Jia Gui. The princes had no real power.

However, today, some of the original bans have long since become defunct.

For someone like the Prince of Lucheng, who was the commander-in-chief of the military affairs of Yin and Jin states and also held the title of Governor of Yin state, this kind of defense was completely meaningless.

Even if you are an official sent by the imperial court, can you still disobey the other party's orders?

Lucheng County Prince Wen Ji is the real king of Yinzhou. People's reverence for him even surpasses that for the emperor who is far away in the sky.

After a while, the Taoists from the Yunzhen Dao on Ziyun Peak also arrived.

The Taoist Yin Yang and Taoist He were simple and did not make any preparations. They just came in Taoist robes with two or three disciples.

"Greetings to Lord Jia."

"Greetings to Taoist Master Lu, Taoist Master Danhe."

between words.

There was finally movement on the sacred peak.

Everyone raised their heads and looked towards the mountain, their eyes passing through the mountain gate, and someone began to shout in a low voice.

"The witch is coming down."

"Sure enough, the shamans always wear military uniforms when they travel."

"There shouldn't be any ghosts or demons that dare to block our way."

The shaman was sitting cross-legged on a sedan chair carried by sturdy mountain people. His figure and appearance could be seen through the gently fluttering curtains. He was wearing a black round-necked military uniform and had a divine mask on his face.

Accompanying them were wizards dressed in various costumes. At first glance, it really looked like the ancient times recorded in ancient books when the gods traveled, with mountain gods and land lords from all sides waiting for them.

However, Jia Gui felt that there were some changes in the wizard today, and his eyes were focused on the wizard's mask at first glance.

"What is this?"

At first glance, you can tell that it is not the same thing as the original one. It looks like stone but not stone, like jade but not jade, and it looks very light.

The patterns on it are integrated into the divine face, as if they were formed naturally.

"This must be a divine object."

"Moreover, it must have been bestowed by Lord Yunzhong."

Jia Gui felt more and more that he had made the right decision.

Yun Zhongjun is really as illusory and unpredictable as a cloud, and he may not even exist in the human world.

However, the divine wizard obtained the power and magical powers of Yun Zhongjun, and in this world the divine wizard can be said to be like a god or an immortal.

He also went to see the place where the thunder fell in Jingu County. With such terrifying power, if it fell in the midst of thousands of troops or in a city, who could resist it?

Not to mention that the witch can also order ghosts and gods to capture souls and spirits, and can reach the heavens or the underworld.

This world.

Even if the emperor or a prince were faced with such a powerful force, what could they do?
Thinking of this, Jia Gui's expression became even more respectful. As a marquis of a certain area, he actually performed a great ceremony to a god who had not been officially conferred an honor by the court, and the divine shaman under his seat.

"I have seen the witch."

What they worship is the divine witch, the Lord of the Clouds, and the mysterious magical powers.

The wizard's chariot stopped in front of the pavilion, and the figure behind the white curtain looked at him.

The witch took off his mask and asked Jia Gui.

"I am going to Lucheng now. What does Magistrate Jia have to teach me?"

Jia Gui: "No, no, I dare not, how dare I claim to be respected in front of the gods and witches, just call me Jia Gui."

The witch asked again, "What is the purpose of the Prince of Lucheng inviting me to attend the meeting this time?"

Jia Gui looked towards the imperial carriage cautiously and asked, "May I ask what is the purpose of the witch's visit?"

The shaman said bluntly: "May the throne of Lord Yunzhong be worshipped by the whole world, and may all living beings chant the name of the Cloud God."

Jia Gui: "Lucheng County King is just testing you this time. The witch doesn't need to worry. As long as you can show us something, your wish will come true."

Divine witch: "Is it that simple?" Jia Gui: "For us, it is as difficult as ascending to heaven, but for the Divine witch, it is so simple."

In Jia Gui's opinion, all the magical powers and might of the wizard come from Yun Zhongjun.

It doesn’t matter what he thinks, what the Prince of Lucheng thinks, or even what the emperor thinks.

As long as Yun Zhongjun's favor is still on the divine witch, as long as the divine witch is still acting on behalf of the gods, nothing else matters.

In his eyes, this principle is just like being an official. What other people think is not important. Who is above him and the will of the emperor are the most important.

The people he follows can decide his official career with a single word, and the emperor can decide the life and death of his entire family with a single word.

When Jia Gui finished speaking, he felt like he had given it his all.

He took a step closer, bowed and spoke bluntly.

"A witch!"

"You are different from me."

"Everything in this world is like a passing cloud to you."

"As long as you follow Lord Yunzhong's orders, no one and nothing can stop you."

The wizard stopped talking and did not put on his mask. He just looked into the distance.

In this way, the wizard's chariot finally set off from Xihe County.

The group marched along the mountain road, getting closer and closer to the river, and the sky gradually became brighter and brighter.

But when they reached the river, a loud thunder suddenly sounded in the sky.

"Boom!"

Along with the thunder, it was as if some kind of existence that could create clouds and rain had issued a decree. Dark clouds gathered from all directions, and wind and waves began to blow on the river.

Finally, heavy rain fell from the sky.

"Crash!"

A heavy rain blocked the Yangtze River, and everyone could only stand under the thatched hut at the ferry crossing, sighing at the rain.

Jia Gui's staff ran to the ferry and asked the boatman parked at the ferry in a loud voice in the rain.

Staff: "Can we still cross the river with this?"

The boatman said: "That's definitely not possible. The wind is strong and the rain is heavy. The boat will capsize if we try to cross the river at this time. Then we will be fed to the Dragon King."

The aide ran back and gave a message to everyone.

Everyone said one after another.

"What a coincidence! It started raining heavily just as we arrived at the river."

"The rain came too suddenly. It was so heavy right after it fell. It's really weird."

"Yeah, what a coincidence."

"The weather is not good!"

"This rain comes at a very bad time."

But as we were talking, suddenly.

A guard behind Jia Gui said, "That's where the mud dragon entered the river. I saw it with my own eyes. The scene was truly horrifying."

The guard said it unintentionally, but the listener took it to heart: "I remember that the mud dragon broke free from its shackles and wanted to swallow everyone in Zhangjia Village, but was eventually chased into the river by Yun Zhongjun."

Others said, "Could it be that this evil dragon saw that the witch wanted to cross the river, so it caused trouble here?"

The guard had not thought of this at first, but after hearing this he felt that it was really possible: "I think so too."

Everyone then looked towards the river and the sky. This ordinary rain during the Grain Rain season seemed to have a different meaning in their eyes.

The waves in the river were surging. The more people watched, the more they felt that something was stirring up the waves. "If this mud dragon enters the river, is it still a mud dragon?"

Someone said: "I'm afraid he has already become a dragon."

Hearing this, everyone took a deep breath and said, "Hiss, what's going on?"

When they first set out, they said that there probably wouldn't be any ghosts or monsters that would dare to block the way.

As a result, a dragon appeared and blocked the road.

Finally, everyone looked at the witch's chariot, and Jia Gui and the Yin-Yang Taoist priest stepped forward.

Jia Gui bowed first and then asked.

"Witch, this rain comes at a really bad time."

The old Yin-Yang Taoist said: "This wind and rain may have some mystery."

The witch also heard what everyone said just now. When the mud dragon crossed the river, she was in the village on the other side of Yunbi Mountain. She did not see the horror and tragedy of the dragon crossing the river with her own eyes, but she had heard about it.

She also followed the wind and rain and looked towards the river, with a hint of worry in her eyes.

"Mud dragon?"

Could it be that the mud dragon from before really was holding a grudge and appeared at this moment to cause trouble?
I have already made an agreement with Wen Shenyou to cross the river today, but looking at the situation, I don’t know when the wind and waves will stop.

Subsequently.

The witch looked behind him and saw the endless river bank along the Yangtze River.
Not far away, there is a statue that is said to have been erected in a cave by the ancestors of Zhangjia Village.

"Go over there!"
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Across the river.

The sky is bright.

The crowd was huge, and quite a few people came today.

The attendants of the Prince's Mansion, the monks of Tianlong Temple, the Taoists in dark robes, and the crowd who were curious about the excitement.

Wen Shenyou arrived at the ferry early and looked at the other side of the river, but it was not yet completely bright and he could not see anything on the river.

However, even at daybreak, even though the ferry was chosen at a location where the current was the slowest, it was still difficult to see the other side of the river clearly.

The witch god has decided to come today, and Wen Shenyou attaches great importance to it.

"Master Ao!"

"Master Ao!"

Wen Shenyou shouted and Taoist Jin'ao, who was waiting with his men at the riverside, immediately came over.

We can see that there are many new faces around Taoist Ao. He has recently accepted some new disciples, many of whom are from powerful families.

With the outbreak of the plague ghost incident, Yun Zhendao obtained the elixir. The three Taoists Yin Yang, He and Ao who were originally on Ziyun Peak went to different places respectively, and they gradually became less and less together during this period of time.

Taoist He opened up the situation in Jingu County, Taoist Ao was thriving in Lucheng, and the three of them also had their own base.

Taoist Ao greeted him: "Sir Wen."

Wen Shenyou: "I am not familiar with the witch. When the witch comes over, I will ask the Taoist priest to..."

Taoist Ao immediately said, "I understand, Sima Wen, please rest assured."

As soon as he finished speaking, a thunderclap sounded from the sky: "Boom!"

Wen Shenyou and Ao Dao, who were talking with smiles on their faces, looked up at the sky, and then heavy rain began to fall.

In the heavy rain, everyone was in a very miserable state and looked for a place to shelter from the rain.

The horses neighed and howled, their fur soaked by the rain.

Men and women covered their heads with their sleeves, but it still couldn't stop the rain and they were soaked all over.

There was chaos at the ferry.

Among the crowd, several monks wearing bamboo hats did not avoid the wind and rain, but stood in the rain without moving.

One of the monks clasped his hands together, looked at the sky and smiled.

Disciple: "Master, why are you laughing?"

The monk holding a flower said: "When I saw the rain, I suddenly thought of something."

Disciple: "What did you think of?"

The monk holding the flower said: "The Lord of the Clouds is known as the Cloud God, and has the ability to go in and out of the Azure Sky and call the wind and rain. However, his own witch doctor let the wind and rain block his way."

When the disciple heard this, he couldn't help laughing.

However, the monk holding the flower shook his head again: "The so-called witch is just someone who uses the names of gods and natural phenomena to play tricks. This is not the fault of Yun Zhongjun."

In the distance, a carriage stopped in front of the woods beside the road.

In the carriage, a person watched this scene quietly.

Lucheng County Prince Wen Ji said he couldn't come, but he came quietly. Seeing this, he couldn't help laughing and shook his head.

However, Wen Ji was not laughing at the witch or Yun Zhongjun, but at his own silly boy.

"It seems that the so-called witch is just a name."

"This kid has been fooled."

Finally, he added another sentence.

"Useless."

Wen Ji looked at it for a while and lost interest.

"Let's go back!"

It was very troublesome to turn the carriage around, especially in such heavy rain.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the sky was getting darker and darker. It was already daylight, but at first glance it seemed like night.

at last.

The coachman turned the carriage around and stopped the horses from panicking.

Just as we were about to embark on our journey home, something strange happened.

"Den!"

In the darkness, a ray of bright light shot down from the other end of the river.

It passed through the surface of the river, penetrated the layers of rain, and tore apart the gloom brought by the dark clouds covering the sky.

Fell to this side of the river.

A strange black bird was not afraid of the wind and rain. It soared in the air and patrolled the riverside.

(End of this chapter)