The Recovery Of Terror: Signing In From Being A City God

"Grandpa Li, Grandpa Sun, our family grows oranges and persimmons.

"Oh? These two kinds of fruits are good, and they are both good-looking fruits."

Old Li looked at Sun Hai.

"It's really a good fruit." Sun Hai nodded, "Xiaodou, I remember your home is in Xixi City, right?"

Xiaodou has also been a volunteer at the temple fair for two years.

They also learned something about Adzuki Bean.

Xiaodou's friend is one of the members of the temple fair, so he will come to the temple fair occasionally, and he will get acquainted after coming and going, and gradually Xiaodou will also come to the temple fair to help.

He is a very sensible child. After graduating from university, he came to Cang City alone to work hard, and his work gradually got on the right track. They like Xiaodou, a motivated kid. Although he likes to brag sometimes, he is not bad and no one is perfect. In their opinion, Xiaodou has more advantages than disadvantages.

In the past two years, they also knew the situation of Xiaodou's family.

It seems that the fruit farmers in the North District of Xixi City have some land to grow fruits at home, and their income is quite considerable.

"It can be regarded as Xixi City. Our family is located at the junction of the North District of Xixi City and another city, Zhoutong City. In fact, it should be said that it is on the side of Zhouzhang City."

Quan Xiaodou nodded.

There was a bitter expression in his words, "Grandpa Li, have you already thought of the reason why I did this?"

"Um."

Sun Hai patted Quan Xiaodou on the shoulder in relief, "Don't worry too much, it's not something you can stop.

"What charades are you playing?" Lao Li was a little confused, looking back and forth between Sun Hai and Quan Xiaodou.

there.

An Yuyuan propped his chin and listened.

Watching Quan Xiaodou's frowning face, he pondered slightly, and the next second there was a special light flashing in his eyes.

Breathing technique!

In an instant, the hidden secret was spied on by him.

In just a few blinks, he knew what Quan Xiaodou and Sun Hai were referring to, and his brows frowned.

"F..."

he muttered.

The next moment An Yuyuan looked at Quan Xiaodou.

The child's parents are fruit farmers, who live in a fruit farm in Zhoutong City, where there is a large area of ​​fruit farm contracted land where various fruits are grown.

This year, the area north of Xixi City has experienced a sharp drop in rainfall, and there are already signs of drought.

"It's a moderate drought." An Yuyuan calculated the weather in the distance.

He saw some things, some pictures...

there.

Sun Hai was helpless, "Aren't we playing charades, Lao Li, don't you usually like to gossip, didn't you pay attention to the national news this year?"

"Now that there is a certain sound, who still watches TV?"

Old Li said confidently.

He looked at Sun Hai in surprise, "Is there any big news from Xiaodou's house?"

"Drought, it's a moderate drought. There hasn't been much rain this year." Sun Hai sighed.

Old Li frowned.

"No wonder you are looking for us, Xiaodou. You will be harvesting soon, right?"

"Yes, the orchard will open for fruit picking in two days."

"I'll buy one box at that time, no, two boxes, I'll give it away." Lao Li patted Quan Xiaodou on the shoulder, giving personal help and support.

He is from the older generation.

Most of the older generation are people who have suffered through hardships and know how to farm.

Drought, this is a word that farmers don't want to hear, and they don't even want to mention it, so as not to be crowed.

There are five levels of drought.

Zhongchao is the third level, neither up nor down.

Under such moderate drought conditions, the soil showed signs of dryness and insufficient water, which directly affected the fruit yield, and also directly affected the taste and sweetness of the fruit.

It is not as good as the higher level of severe drought and extreme drought, but this situation is not up or down, but it is uncomfortable. With the advancement of agricultural technology, fruit plants will not be necrotic in this situation.

However, due to the decrease in rainfall, the reduction of surface moisture, and because the taste is inferior to others, the fruit will eventually fall into the hands of the fruit growers. At that time, the fruit growers will lose all their money. This is the embarrassing situation for the fruit growers.

When some people see such a situation, they may suggest not to plant and do something else, otherwise it would be too stupid to be stuck.

Everyone understands the truth.

But how many people can do it?

Guo Zhi is their life, they worked hard for more than half a year, give up as soon as they say, who can do it, especially the weather changes, what if the rainfall recovers in the future? Who will be counted when the time comes?

Under such circumstances, most of the fruit farmers would choose to go all the way to the dark, and the final situation is that Quanxiaodou's parents are in such an embarrassing situation.

"Thank you, Grandpa Li." Quan Xiaodou said gratefully, "I promise to pick the best for you."

"Hey, no need, just give me something edible, and you can buy good fruits."

Lao Li shook his head, "Hai, what are you going to do?"

"After picking fruit in the garden, Xiaodou, you can give us some fruit. We will eat and see. If it is similar, we will order this as a gift after a while."

"Thank you Grandpa Sun."

"Thank you, you are doing meritorious deeds by coming to the temple fair to help, how can we see you not helping.

Sun Hai said with a smile.

He looked at Lao Li, "Come with me to find Boss Ji and Boss Hong in the afternoon, and Jane asked if they could buy some fruit.

"it is good."

Lao Li readily agreed.

Apart from being grateful, Quan Xiaodou didn't say much, and helped Sun Hai and the others sort out the incense sticks and signing papers.

The morning time passed quickly.

noon.

"Xiaodou, go to my house for dinner."

"No, Grandpa Li, I will take two days off and go back to my hometown in the afternoon to wait for the train station.

Xiaodou waved his hands gratefully.

He was about to leave, and before leaving, he looked at the statue in the middle of the temple.

"God of the City God bless our family to sell the fruits that are not produced much this year." Xiaodou clasped his hands together, lowered his head in front of his forehead, and whispered reverently.

after done.

With a smile on his face, Xiaodou paced out of the temple with the light backpack he had prepared earlier.

An Yuyuan saw all this.

Staring at the back of Xiaodou's departure.

He sighed softly and looked in the direction of the north.

"Since ancient times, it has been difficult to suffer from drought." He sighed softly.

"Come on."

An Yuyuan called the errand, and explained a word.

He has something to leave for a day, and he will probably come back at night. If there is something to do, he can find him through the wooden sign.

"My lord, where are you going?"

"Zhoutong City to the north." An Yuyuan smiled.

Dazed.

Then his face changed, "My lord, isn't there..."

He has heard of Zhoutong City, which is separated from Cang City by Beiming City and Xixi City, and far away from the area under its jurisdiction. Why did Lord Chenghuang suddenly want to go to such a far place?

There was a look of worry on his face. The god of incense and fire left his jurisdiction, and he would be damaged. He believed that the lord was powerful, but the lord had been away from the jurisdiction for such a long time, and he went to a distant place, which inevitably made him worry. .

"My lord, what are you going there for?" He asked boldly, with doubts in his eyes.

“I heard there was a drought this morning, so I wanted to go and see.”

An Yuyuan said softly.

Hearing this, Yin Cha thought about the temperament of the lord, "My lord, that is outside the jurisdiction, not the place under your jurisdiction."

"If there are other city gods around, I can ignore them, but I am the only one in the world."

An Yuyuan shook his head.

"It doesn't matter if I didn't know it before, but now that I know it, I can't just sit idly by and do my best."

In words, he recalled the events of the Ming Dynasty before his death. He experienced drought in the early years of Hongwu and saw refugees migrating from dry areas. So easy to handle.

He smiled, "I'll be back later, that kitten, you remember to take care of it, it's only one or two months old, don't let the nearby stray dogs bite it."

Yincha looked in the direction An Yuyuan was pointing, and perceived and saw a slightly malnourished black and white kitten in the bushes.

"Yes."

Afterwards, he watched the adults pace and disappeared in place.

On the bullet train heading to Zhoutong City.

Quan Xiaodou looked at the increasingly familiar scenery outside the window of the train, the mountains and forests, the trees and roads seemed to be withered.

As the high-speed train drove, I soon saw patches of fruit forests, but the fruits on the fruit trees were much worse than in previous years, and they seemed 'sparse'.

The family borrowed 300,000 yuan last year in order to plant a bumper harvest this year.

but.

I don't know how to make up for the 300,000 now.

Quan Xiaodou thinks that their family can be regarded as a well-off family, but even so, 300,000 characters is still a huge sum of money, and if the money is not repaid by then, they may have to mortgage the property and use loans to repay the loan

"The ground is still dry and cracked. A certain voice said that this area is suffering from drought. It's really..."

There was a sound from the seat next to me.

Xiaodou looked like a young man similar to Dai.

"Yeah, it's a drought. It hasn't rained for almost two months, and the water in the land is gone. It's still an official subsidy. It pays for the digging of groundwater and the introduction of external water sources. Otherwise, it will only get worse."

He shook his head.

The young man was stunned when he heard Quan Xiaodou's words, "Brother, are you from Zhoutong City?"

"yes."

"Sure enough." The young man had just noticed that Quan Xiaodou was fascinated by the view from the window, and at first he thought that this brother had encountered some difficulties.

For example, lovelorn?

However, after hearing Quan Xiaodou lament about the drought, he thought of the reason for Quan Xiaodou's sigh.

"Hopefully next year will be better than this year."

Listening to the young man's kind words of comfort, Quan Xiaodou nodded with a smile, "I've borrowed a good word from my brother."

Then Quan Xiaodou chatted with this young man, during which he did not forget to sell his own fruit, and their family also opened an online store, hoping that brothers would join in.

ten minutes later.

The train has arrived.

"I'm leaving, goodbye." Quan Xiaodou and the young man got off the driveway and said goodbye.

He went to take the bus and walked all the way towards his home. Thirty minutes later, after a few stops, he finally arrived home.

There are patches of fruit forests in front of them, and some houses can be seen farther away. That is their small town, Tongtong Town. Most of them are fruit farmers and vegetable farmers. It is one of the two places in Zhoutong City that is rich in fruits.

Walking on the path beside the fruit forest.

Quan Xiaodou saw some people farming in the fruit forest, and he greeted three familiar Uncle Aunts along the way.

at this time.

Quan Xiaodou saw an orange tree nearby.

There were a quarter fewer oranges on the trees than usual,

"This..." Quan Xiaodou rubbed the "little" oranges on the orange tree that were not plump, and looked at the ground under the tree, which was also a little dry and cracked, and there was sand and dust in the wind.

You should know that the soil around the trees is generally very compact, with moisture, and the trees lock water, it is impossible for this kind of wind to blow light sand and dust, which is a sign of drought. Looking back, it is even more serious. If this continues, their Tongtong Town will be destroyed.

The biggest industry pillars in Tongtong Town are fruits and vegetables, and many people will lose their source of income.

"Little bean?"

A hoarse and vicissitudes of life sounded from the left.

Quan Xiaodou came back to his senses, he saw a man with a lot of white hair and a little stubble on his chin

The middle-aged man came, "Uncle Meng Xiong?"

There was uncertainty on his face at first, wondering if he recognized the right person.

Wait until the opponent is close.

He looked for a while longer to make sure that this was the Uncle Meng Xiong in his memory, an uncle who used to come to their house for dinner.

It's just that he can't believe that the person in front of him is the same person as the person in his memory. In his memory, Uncle Meng Xiong is three years younger than his father, and his father doesn't even have gray hair.

Pale so much.

"Don't you recognize me?" Meng Xiong looked at Quan Xiaodou's expression and smiled lightly.

"I haven't seen you for a year, right? I heard from your dad that you work in Cangshi. How is your work?"

heard the words.

Quan Xiaodou said that he was doing well.

Habitually, he was a little bragging, but he didn't exaggerate too much. After all, it would be embarrassing to be exposed if he exaggerated.

After the conversation, he found out that the orange tree he just caressed, and the fruit forest next to him were contracted by Uncle Meng Xiong. He went to take out food for five years and came back to his hometown to work full-time as a fruit grower.

Quan Xiaodou looked at Uncle Meng Xiong's white hair, and then at the orange tree beside him.

He knew the reason why Uncle Meng Xiong's hair turned gray.

He invested more than half of the money he had saved from his business over the years. Now that there is a drought, it can be said that it is difficult for him to recover his money. It only depends on how much the stop loss is.

"I still need to find someone to harvest the fruit in two days, so I'm leaving first."

Uncle Meng Xiong laughed.

Quan Xiaodou waved his hands, and then continued to walk towards the house.

Their home is a two-story rural self-built house, which is why Quan Xiaodou thinks that the family is well-off and not bad.

Open the yard door.

Xiao Huang, who has been raised by the family for ten years, rushed over, barking and wagging his tail.

Quan Xiaodou smiled and teased Xiao Huang a few times, then walked into the living room, "Mom.

"I'm back." Xiaodou's mother was making pickles inside, watching her child come back with a big smile on her face.

"have you eaten?"

"ate."

Quan Xiaodou nodded, "Mom, I just saw Uncle Meng Xiong on the road, he...looks a lot older, his hair is all white."

Hearing this, Xiaodou's mother paused as she went to the kitchen to wash her hands.

She continued to walk, and the voice came from the kitchen, "Meng Xiong, he has made a lot of money outside these years.

The small blue mountain on the other side of the mountain was also contracted. It spent a lot of money and invested a lot of agricultural technology. I wanted to make it bigger, so I paid back part of the loan. The repayment date is next month, and I haven’t bought a house yet.

To mortgage out, there are other assets. "

Quan Xiaodou was silent.

He put down his bag, and said again, "Mom, why didn't Uncle Meng Xiong keep some books for himself, it's too risky to throw most of them in at once."

"Your father also told Meng Xiong before, but Meng Xiong did the right thing. He said that he couldn't let go of his children and he wanted to make more money.

To prepare dowry gifts for them, I have earned a lot of money in five years, but it is not enough to spend, too many things cost money. "

"There is too little rain this year, and no one can grow fruits well." After washing her hands, the mother came out with a distressed face.

Meng Xiong's situation is like this, their family is not like this, although their family has no loan, but this time it is estimated that they will lose a lot of money, and she doesn't even want to think about the amount of money.

Quan Xiaodou sighed.

"By the way, where's dad?" He looked at the house curiously, but didn't see his father.

"Your father has gone to the fruit field and will be back later."

Quan Xiaodou nodded.

He looked at the two oranges on the table, reached out to take the oranges, and peeled off a piece of the oranges.

"Hmm..." Quan Xiaodou frowned while chewing on the orange in his mouth.

The orange juice is not enough, it is quite satisfactory, and the sweetness is very low, "Is this our orange?"

"Yes." Xiaodou's mother nodded, "How is it?"

She looked at her son expectantly.

Then looking at Xiaodou's expression, she didn't need him to say, she knew what happened to the orange.

"Mom, have our oranges found a market this year?" Quan Xiaodou asked.

"No, the distributors all know the situation here, they all hold down very low prices, or they find other places, your father still said that the garden will be picked in two days

As a result, we picked some, but we couldn't pick all of them, and we haven't found good sales yet.

"Mom, I also looked for...

Quan Xiaodou talked about what Grandpa Sun Hai had said, and by the way revealed what Grandpa Sun Hai promised to help.

"Group director? Oh my god." Mother exclaimed, and her distressed face became much less immediately, "Xiaodou has a bright future, and she was able to hook up with the group's old director."

"Mom, I've always been very promising."

Quan Xiaodou was dissatisfied.

"Yes, yes." The mother smiled.

At this moment, the iron gate of the courtyard sounded, and both mother and son heard the sound and looked.

"dad."

Quan Nongtian entered the door, and heard the familiar voice of his son calling, "Xiaodou is back."

His skin is dark, which is caused by long-term exposure to the hot sun. He looks very honest, with a round face, happy eyebrows and kind eyes. It is a kind face that people will not reject at first sight.

"Farmland." The mother smiled and walked over, telling him what Quan Xiaodou said just now.

As a mother, she instinctively wants to show off her son's abilities.

see.

Quan Xiaodou scratched his head.

His mother boasted to his father, which made him blush rarely. If it didn't work out in the end, it would be a waste of joy.

"Mom, I just said that Grandpa Sun promised to help me, but it may not succeed." Quan Xiaodou hurriedly raised his voice again.

"I know, but it's Gao Xin."

"I heard you talking, and I thought that Xiaodou had made a big deal. Xiaodou just follows you. If you are good, don't learn. If you like to brag, you must seek truth from facts."

The whole farm shook his head helplessly.

"Dad, I don't have it." Quan Xiaodou smiled wryly.

It's time for dinner soon.

Quan Xiaodou suddenly heard men and women arguing outside, which made him stunned.

In the end, he learned that it was because of the quarrel between the neighbors and the husband and wife next door. The fruit production was not good, and many people in the town became impetuous. The reduction in income made many people anxious.

Listen to the words.

Quan Xiaodou didn't express much opinion, just picked up the rice with the bowl, seemed very silent.

The sun gradually set in the west.

The small town was gradually covered by night, everyone in the small town was at home, and a small number of people were still busy in the fruit forest, trying to earn as much as they could.

In the distance, mountains stretch.

The mountain is not high, but there are many, like a big dragon lying prone, and the mountain is the dragon's spine.

On the top of the highest mountain among the mountains, a man stood on the branch of the tallest tree. He was dressed in an ancient robe, with a fairy appearance, the sleeves of the robe swayed in the mountain wind, and his temples had long hair.

silk light dance.

--

Over there, an owl flapped its wings and landed on a nearby branch.

It turned its head 360 degrees, and a pair of owl eyes stared straight at this person. It was creepy to be looked at like this.

"People here have sad faces." The warm voice came, and the owl blinked its eyes, and it smelled a scent of sandalwood.

An Yuyuan's eyes reflected the lights of the distant town.

There are illusory two colors in his eyes, and he can see the fate of the whole town.

Above the town, there is a gray roof, with a vague appearance of snakes and scorpions, ferocious and vicious, which is not a good omen.

"After a while, this tranquility will change." An Yuyuan whispered.

His eyebrows are wrinkled...

The garden has not yet arrived for fruit picking, and the closer the best time for fruit picking is, the more unsold the fruit will be, and the fruit growers will start to get impatient.

And the emotions that have been suppressed this year will completely explode.

How will it change then.

An Yuyuan sees sporadic images of the hazy future...

A screen flashes.

It was on a street where the Civil Affairs Bureau was located. A family of five walked into it. The father and mother were about to divorce.

Disconnect with family members.

On the other side there is a fragment with a picture on it.

Parents were separated from their young children. Due to the persecution of drought, they had to give up growing fruit plants and go to distant cities to work.

Children can only cry loudly.

The result of this drought is not as bloody as the war, but it is more cruel than the war, making people breathless and depressing.

"It's like this here, it's further north." An Wangyuan whispered.

He looks into the distance.

The further north, the more severe the drought, and the natural disasters are merciless.

silent.

An Yuyuan moved and headed north.

He is going to look over there, the aura in his body is surging, leaving the jurisdiction where his golden body is, he is still strong, like a bright moon in the dark, making ghosts feel it, trembling and panicking

, I don't understand why I am suddenly so scared, what happened, and I hide deeper.

Goo~ Goo~

The owl watched the man go, made a special hoot, and turned its head.

The night was getting dark.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the silver crescent moon hangs high.

The owl suddenly looked up at the sky, it saw the gray clouds condense, and pieces of dark clouds formed, this is...it's going to rain!

now.

It's not just Zhoutong City.

Another city was also formed by dark clouds, and the crescent moon was slowly covered by the clouds.

People in the two cities did not notice this change. The center of the two cities, the center point of the drought-stricken area, is on the top of a big mountain on a granite rock.

An Yuyuan stood on it.

He looked at the world in all directions, he traveled all over the drought-stricken area, knew all the suffering here, and finally landed in the center of this area ravaged by natural disasters, his body has mana fluctuations,

Infinite halo of merit.

`My name is An Yuyuan...'"

There are whispers in his mouth, and the voice is rippling in the sky and the earth.

This sound cannot be heard by the world. This sound is not heard by living beings. It is the way to heaven and earth, the way to heaven, and the way to the great way.

boom!

There was an explosion of mana in his body, it was monstrous, rolling like Wang Yang, and it was terrifyingly powerful. At this moment, ghosts in Zhou Tong City and Zhou Wu City were trembling. They were panicked, and there was a feeling of

The feeling of impending doom.

At this moment, the ghost masters were all shocked, they suddenly raised their heads and looked at the sky, feeling depressed.

Everyone can't help but feel awe.

It is a kind of fear of ants to the sea, it is a kind of awe of ants looking up at the sky, they don't understand why they have such thoughts.

...what happened?!

There are rustling sounds in the grassland and woods in the mountains.

Rabbits, snakes, and pangolins appeared from it. They all looked at a mountain top with a kind of respect and awe. The instinct of animals made them pay homage subconsciously, and then stood there.

On the ground, looking up at the top of the mountain.

"Heaven and earth listen to my orders, and in the name of my Confucian city god, spring rains and nectar will be sent down, so that the people here will have a good harvest!"

His voice is not loud, but it has mysterious power. The whole world resonates with his words, and there are dark clouds in the sky!!

bang——

A monstrous thunder exploded.

In an instant, the residents of Zhoutong and Zhouwu cities looked up at the sky.

The clouds were dense, and the purple thunder was flying in the clouds, like thousands of thunder dragons. A drop of rain fell from the sky and slapped vertically on the leaves of an orange tree.

Wow!

sky

The sky is covered with drizzle, and thousands of clouds and water are falling.

All this left meteorologists stunned. They didn't understand why it was raining, and the weather data showed that it was impossible.

Tong Tong Town.

He just came back from the orchard after opening the gates of the yard in the whole farmland, and was counting the approximate number of oranges and the amount that could be sold.

His face was depressed.

Suddenly, thunder sounded, and he looked up at the sky, and saw dense raindrops falling from the sky.

"It's raining." The cold rain slapped on his face, and the whole farmland froze and murmured.

second floor.

oops~

Quan Xiaodou stretched her waist, and finally completed the tasks assigned by the company.

Hearing the thunder that exploded in the sky, he looked out the window and murmured, "It's raining."

the other side.

Meng Xiong was standing on the roof of the third floor of his building, smoking a cigarette.

Feeling the cool breeze, his heart was cold and his eyes were red. Today, the bank called to remind him that the loan date next month has arrived.

Watch the ground below.

He wants to jump down, and the money he has accumulated for most of his life has been thrown into it. He still wears a smile when he goes out. In fact, it is fake. He can't smile at all, but he can't help it.

Otherwise, the family will worry, he is the head of the family and the only pillar.

Suddenly, Meng Xiong felt a chill on the back of his hand, and when he was thinking about where the water came from, he heard thunder in his ears.

He looked to the sky, "It's raining."

These three words.

Many people in Zhoutong and Zhouwu cities read this word.

People took shelter from the rain one after another, and returned home as the night progressed to communicate with their families about the sudden rain.

The depressed faces of the fruit and vegetable farmers were rarely joyful. Looking at the light rain outside, they felt that they could sleep well tonight, and the rain was a good sign.

Crash.

The weather is good, and the rain is dripping on every corner of the fruit trees (Zhao Nuozhao) and vegetable fields in the two cities.

It has been raining for a long time.

One hour.

two hours.

three hours.

At midnight, the autumn rain was still falling.

distance.

An Yuyuan looked at the two cities, his breath was surging, with a terrifying majesty.

"Not enough." He murmured.

In the next second, his eyes were firm, and he spread his hands, "In my name, let this rain bloom everywhere, let this rain bear fruit everywhere, and bring happy fruits, for those

Bring smiles to those poor fruit and vegetable farmers. "

The sound is melodious again.

boom!

The merits and virtues on his body erupted, and the black and yellow brilliance gushed out, and one after another merits and virtues flew out, melting into the heaven and the earth, igniting the ten kinds of powers that engulfed the mountains and rivers in this heaven and earth.

this night.

There is a radiance that the world cannot see.

There are buds on the fruit trees in the fruit forest, and then they form flowers. The flowers wither and fall, and oranges and persimmons gradually grow up on the branches.

One night, the autumn wind came, the dew drizzled, and the garden was full of fruits.

An Yuyuan stands on the top of the mountain.

The bitter mountain wind was blowing, and he was weak at this moment, but he saw everything blooming on the earth, the fruit trees full of fruit, and there was a smile on his face.

"It's time to leave."

He whispered.

Get up and go to Cangshi.

Traveling thousands of miles a day, shrinking the ground into an inch, his figure suddenly stopped when he appeared in Tongtong Town.

An Yuyuan looked at the fruit-laden orange trees.

"I'll help you solve the drought. It's not too much to give me an orange fruit tree." He said to himself, and then smiled.

There was hearty laughter in his mouth, and with a wave of his wide sleeves, the oranges on the orange fruit tree shook, and the oranges fell to the ground one by one, and they gathered together.

The sleeves of the robe are stretched out.

He took the oranges from this fruit tree, disappeared in place, and went to the distance.

On the spot.

The most luxuriant orange tree with the most fruits in the fruit forest, all the fruits on it have disappeared, only the green stands upright, and there are withered yellow flowers and leaves under the tree, standing quietly in the forest.

This night, the drizzle moistens things.

It hadn't rained for two months. Tonight, when it was approaching the opening of the orchard for fruit picking, the sudden rain brought a little peace to the anxious fruit growers.

Quan Nongtian slept soundly tonight, and he couldn't remember the last time he slept so soundly.

He is.

The same is true for Meng Xiong in a three-story self-built house not far away.

Many people in Zhoutong and Zhouwu cities slept soundly, and they were all vegetable and fruit farmers who had experienced the rain this night.

They all had a dream tonight.

In their dreams, they dreamed of a dark sky, which was the night sky at night, and there was a figure of a fairy standing in the sky, he was wearing a red ancient robe.

Meng Xiong and the others wanted to see Master Immortal clearly, but he...was hazy and invisible in the night sky of the Nine Heavens.

They couldn't see him clearly.

"Is that... the City God?"

Some people looked up and stared, looking at the ancient robes worn by the gods, they thought of the clothes worn by the golden body of the City God in the Temple of the City God, very similar.

He is so stalwart, so mysterious and hazy.

the next day.

The brilliance of the morning spilled into the window, casting wisps of morning brilliance, and the dust was completely revealed in the light.

The whole farmland is up.

He sat on the edge of the bed, recalling the dream he had last night.

"Why did you suddenly dream of such a dream?" He was puzzled, he was more superstitious, thinking about some dream interpretations he knew in his mind.

He didn't want to understand, dreaming of snakes, centipedes, etc. he knew how to interpret, dreaming of snakes means good luck, and centipedes also have good luck.

But dreaming of the fairy master.

What does it mean in dream interpretation?  …

...responsibility....