"Three years ago, my aunt was having trouble giving birth. I knelt in front of the temple and begged for three days and three nights. What was the result? It's not just a corpse and two lives. My unborn baby is gone!"

"There is also the plague more than thirty years ago, and the whole village was almost dead. Village chief, this is something you have experienced personally. The tragic situation is vivid in my mind when I think about it now. If the Dadi Temple had a spirit, my family would not have died, leaving me alone."

The villagers became more and more angry as they spoke. If the Dadi Temple was not left by their ancestors, they would probably have demolished it.

Lin Qin's spiritual sense surrounds the surroundings, and listening to the villagers' scolding, he felt aggrieved.

I spent almost all the first two thousand years in a daze, and only a little time was awake.

Even when I am awake, I don’t know anything happening around me.

In the past 100 years, I have fallen into a deep sleep because of the fragments of the memory of the imperial corpse.

Until recently, I wake up and have spiritual consciousness, I can only observe everything outside.

I originally thought of showing great power, showing my holy presence in front of others, and expanding the pilgrimage, but I didn't expect that my image in the hearts of the villagers would be so unbearable.

"The village chief, it's not that I'm not waiting for the disrespectful gods! There's no way out now. You still ask us to come here to worship. That's the only food left in the village, which can save at least ten people. Now all of them are dedicated to this statue of Laoshi."

"I know the suffering in your heart. The gods worshipped in the Dadi Temple have already dreamed of me. As long as we pray for rain sincerely, we will definitely relieve the drought." Old Li persuaded me earnestly.

However, the villagers have been resentful for a long time, so they can't speak with just a word. Many people showed disdainful expressions.

"I, Zhang Daechui, put down my words. If it rains today, I will kneel in front of the temple for three days and three nights. Otherwise, I will take action to tear him down."

Zhang Dachui was originally a tough guy and was a good hunter. He was so hungry that he was pale and thin, and he lost two laps.

"I agree with Brother Zhang that praying for rain is OK. If it doesn't rain, I will be the first to demolish this temple. Dadi Village has been worshipped for so many years and has never brought us good luck."

"Agree!" Many people agreed in unison.

"If it rains today, I can't kneel down for a long time!"

"No, otherwise I will have to remove it even if Brother Zhang doesn't remove it!"

"Don't talk about three days and three nights, as long as it rains, you can kneel for ten days."

"It will rain, I come to burn incense every day..."

The entire village is difficult to continue, so why bother with the gods?

"Okay!" Old Li shouted loudly and suppressed the noisy sound. "Remember what you said, as long as you are sincere, the immortal god will definitely hear our begging. It will rain within a moment or three moments."

"All those who speak rudely, after it rains, kneel here and beg for forgiveness from the gods!"

What Old Man Li didn't know was that the reason why he believed so deeply was because of Lin Qin's spiritual consciousness entering a dream.

"good!"

"I agree!"

"I agree too!"

After a while, the villagers calmed down and prepared for the next sacrificial activities.

They were able to calm down, and one was the only one who was the old head Li still had the prestige; secondly, they also regarded this prayer prayer as the last straw in their hearts.

On that day, the sun gradually rose and the sacrifices officially began.

Old Li came to the desk, and the others stood in sequence according to the seniority and seniority, with women and children at the end.

"The sacrifice begins!"

After all the incense in everyone's hands was lit, Old Man Li held up three incense sticks with both hands, shouted, and then knelt on both knees.

The others also knelt down and raised the incense in their hands over their heads.

"Dadi Village has been built for more than 2,000 years and has experienced many disasters, but it still survives. Now, it has suffered a severe drought and has no harvest. Lao Litou and all the villagers beg for the gods to send rain to relieve the drought."

"Go to the sky!"

Old Man Li repeated the previous words again and bowed again, "Two pay homage to the ground!"

"Three worships to the immortal god!" Old Li knocked his head to the ground with heavy head.

The villagers behind him also bowed three times.

A trace of invisible power of wishes flew out of all the villagers and gathered above the Temple of Earth.

In the temple, the eyelids of the statue twitched a few times, opened a gap, and divine light shone out.

In Lin Qin's consciousness, below the list, there was a blank area, and countless information began to flood the screen.

Old Li's head begging for cloth rain, incense value 1; Wang Ergou begging for cloth rain, incense value 1; Zhang Daniu begging for cloth rain, incense value 1; ...

Lin Qin was full of joy, "Yeah, it's almost time to start!"

Then he silently said in his heart, "Consuming 600 units of incense, exchange it for once to call the wind and rain."

At the same time, in the square in front of the temple, all the villagers raised their heads and waited quietly.

After a moment, there was no reaction in the sky.

"Why do I feel hotter?" a villager said.

"I also feel this way, it's even hotter than before, and I'm almost breathing."

"Just say don't believe in this ruined temple. It's obviously adding fuel to the fire and not giving us a way out!"

"Don't stop me, I'm going to tear it down!"

"Demolite it!" the villagers shouted.

Old Li's expression was dim, the sacrifice had ended, and the heavy rain he had been looking forward to did not appear.

The villagers were extremely angry and went home to get the farm tools that had been shelved for a long time, gathered in front of the temple, preparing to demolish the temple.

The final hope was shattered, and the anger in my heart was completely ignited.

Old Li sat on the ground with his head covered in ashes, his face was ashes, his vitality in his body was quickly lost, and his heart completely lost hope for life.

"Heaven will destroy my Dadi Village!"

At this moment, a thunder thunder broke out of thin air and a strong wind suddenly erupted.

Dark clouds gathered and rolled, covering the storm of the sun.

Lightning silver snakes shuttled through the dark clouds.

The angry villagers were stunned, put down the farm tools in their hands and looked up at the sky.

The expression in his eyes gradually turned into expectations, excitement...

There was a rumbling sound, and another thunder exploded, and the strong wind blew past the sky, blowing away the hot air.

What followed was a drizzle.

Feeling the wet air, Old Li was stunned for a moment, then his eyes regained their spirits, and the loss of vitality came to an abrupt end.

"We are saved!"

"The gods have appeared!"

The villagers threw away the farm tools in their hands, opened their hands and mouths, and welcomed the long-lost rain.

"My Dadi Village is indeed blessed by the immortals and gods!"

All the villagers spontaneously knelt in front of the Dadi Temple to worship.

In the Earth Temple, the incense value in front of Lin Qin kept beating.

Incense value 1, 1, 1…

The rain gradually became heavier and soon turned into a heavy rain.

It wets the forest and nourishes the land.

The dry and cracked land has rejuvenated again.

If the villagers used to live.
Chapter completed!