Reborn in the 1980s: Nine Stunning Beauties Get Pregnant Before Marriage

After a while, the loach suddenly stopped sucking water.

The whirlpools on the river gradually subsided, and the dark figure slowly shrank back to its original length of about two feet.

Chen Yongqiang said, "Is that all? Have some more."

He was worried there wouldn't be enough water. If he prayed for rain tomorrow and the water ran out after a few sprays, wouldn't that be a wasted trip?

The loach floated on the surface of the water, its mouth opening and closing as if it wanted to speak.

But as soon as it opened its mouth, a jet of water gushed out, choking it and making it tumble over.

"Gurgle gurgle..."

The voice echoed in Chen Yongqiang's mind, intermittent and filled with obvious panic:

"Hurry...hurry...there's a river god here..."

Before Chen Yongqiang could ask any questions, the surface of the river suddenly changed.

The once calm river began to surge, with waves crashing against the embankment one after another.

On the distant water, a huge dark shadow was slowly rising from the riverbed, growing larger and closer.

The loach spun anxiously in the water, and its voice grew even more urgent:

"Take me back! Get out of here!"

Without further hesitation, Chen Yongqiang put the loach back into his spatial storage.

Then he turned around and ran to the tractor, jumped into the driver's seat, started the tractor, and stepped on the gas pedal all the way.

Every place has its own deity.

Just like in Qinglong Mountain, the deity is the mountain god, who protects that area of ​​forest and the nearby villages.

Every time Chen Yongqiang went into the mountains to hunt, he would go to the mountain god temple to burn incense and pray for safety. That was his territory, and the mountain god protected him.

But this isn't Qinglong Mountain. This is a neighboring province, someone else's territory. This river is inhabited by river spirits.

"Oh no, we're in trouble."

The loach was still in the space, and that voice was still echoing in his mind:

"That river has an owner... He must have noticed I drank so much water... Run, run as far as you can..."

He ran several miles before he dared to look back.

The river was no longer visible, and the huge black shadow hadn't caught up.

The sound of the loach rang out again:

"Luckily we ran fast... If he had caught us, we would both be finished..."

Chen Yongqiang finally understood that there are gods everywhere in this world.

In your own territory, you have the protection of the mountain gods, but when you go to someone else's territory, you have to keep a low profile.

"Loach, how much land can you irrigate with all that water you sucked up?" Chen Yongqiang asked with concern as he drove the tractor.

This is the crucial issue. He took such a huge risk, crossing provincial borders to someone else's territory, and almost offended the river god. If it's not enough, he'll suffer a huge loss.

The sound of a loach echoed in my mind:

"Don't worry, there's enough land in your Shimen Village for irrigation..."

After hearing this, Chen Yongqiang felt a weight lifted from his heart.

The loach became active: "But my abilities are still insufficient... If it were a real waterspout, it could drain half a river dry... Right now, I can only suck up this much..."

This rainmaking ritual is enough for now.

Chen Yongqiang knew in his heart that if the rain prayer succeeded, it would solve his immediate problem.

The crops can be irrigated, and the villagers can catch their breath. As for what comes after...

It's impossible for it not to rain for a whole year, right? Even the driest weather has its limits.

The journey back was much smoother. There was no need to stop and clear the roadblocks; the branches and stones that had been blocking the road during the day had already been moved by Chen Yongqiang when he came.

The loach quieted down in the space, probably because it was tired of sucking water and was resting in the spiritual spring pool.

That night, Chen Yongqiang traveled through the night, not daring to drive too fast for fear that the tractor engine would seize up.

"This trip took longer than expected."

When he set off, he planned to reach the riverbank before dark, let the loaches drink up all the water, and then rush back overnight so he could get home before dawn.

But on the way, they had to clear roadblocks and run into Jasmine, which delayed them for several hours.

At that moment, Jasmine was taking a bath in the guesthouse's public bathhouse.

She used the money Chen Yongqiang gave her to buy a set of clothes from the young woman at the front desk.

The young woman was very kind. She rummaged through her closet and pulled out a clean floral shirt and a pair of black pants, saying that she had bought them before and hadn't worn them much, so she would sell them to her at a discount.

Hot water was flowing freely from the showerhead in the bathhouse.

Jasmine stood underwater, letting the hot water pour over her from head to toe, washing away the fatigue of the past few days.

She was washing her body, which was covered in bruises from being beaten by human traffickers.

Now it's like a completely different person; her hair is clean and falls smoothly over her shoulders.

The mud and grime on her face were long gone, revealing clean, fair skin. She was a bit thin, but her features were delicate and she was quite pleasing to the eye.

She washed while thinking about the day's events.

After running out of the mountains for two days and two nights, I was hungry and scared, and I almost thought I was going to die there.

"Chen Yongqiang... is quite an interesting man."

Jasmine remembered the way he handed her the steamed bun, his focused profile as he drove, his quick payment, and his parting words, "Call me Lei Feng."

She couldn't help but laugh: "I'll find you someday."

On the other side of the mountain road, Chen Yongqiang was driving when he suddenly felt the car jolt violently, with a loud crash, as if he had hit something.

He quickly slammed on the brakes, and the tractor slid several meters along the dirt road before coming to a stop.

"What is it?"

There was a dark thing lying in the middle of the road.

Chen Yongqiang dared not be negligent. In this desolate wilderness, who knew what he might have bumped into?

If it's a wild animal, and if it's not quite dead yet, it might pounce and bite you, then you'll be in trouble.

With a thought, he took out five or six guns from his spatial storage, raised the gun, and aimed it at the dark shadow.

Bang—bang—

Two shots were fired. The dark figure took two shots, but remained motionless.

Chen Yongqiang, holding his gun, slowly approached and took a closer look by the moonlight.

It was a wild boar, already killed by a collision; its head was deformed, and blood was everywhere.

"It turned out to be a wild boar. I don't know where it came from. This is an unexpected bonus."

This wild boar weighs about a hundred pounds and could fetch a good price. With a thought, he put the wild boar into his spatial storage and continued on his way.

"I wonder how Hu Chuyao's preparations are going?"

As Chen Yongqiang was driving the tractor, this thought suddenly popped into his head.

Both villages are currently preparing to pray for rain. The Hu family is holding a large-scale event at Qingba Reservoir, and several surrounding villages will be participating.

The villagers of Shimen put on a show at the mountain god temple, hoping only to protect their small plot of land.

As for the other villages, they can go wherever they want; Chen Yongqiang can't control them, nor does he want to.