It hasn't rained for another year, the sky is dry and the earth is cracking, and the fields and seedlings have withered. Villagers pray to gods and worship Buddha, burn incense and draw lots, and tell fortunes and divination. The tenant farmer asked for help, and the waiter went to seek help from Taoist Master Qiu. Qiu Zhongjiu said gloomily:"It's all because of Bai Suzhen and Hong'er. The two monsters merged into one and caused the magic beads to burn up the clouds and rain. Last year, there were several heavy rains. , all given by the poor Taoist who cast spells. The legend about the green light orb raining down is really a huge scam."

All the members believed it to be true, and they kowtowed to the miraculous Taoist priest and gave them gifts. Taoist Master Qiu stirred up the air with his Taoist sword, pretending to use spiritual energy, and it shone brightly. Shen Shen said:"One point of pure water is in the south, pray for the rain of the Red Dragon King; two points of pure water are in the east, pray for the rain of the Black Dragon King; At three o'clock, the water is purified in the sky. Please give me rain, the Yellow Dragon King." Everyone whispered to each other diplomatically and secretly discussed:"The Yellow Dragon King? Is it the Yellow Dragon King in the Huanglong Cave? It's going to rain soon, God, please have mercy on the Dragon King."

Qiu Qiu. Zhongjiu recited the incantation to make the spell on the Taoist platform, and the mist wrapped around it as if it had evaporated. The members had been bragging for a long time and praising the Taoist priest to the sky, but it was of no avail. Until dusk, there was still no rain. Everyone outside was talking and wondering. Qiu Zhongjiu pinched his fingers, pretending, and said:"Wu Yu... um... oh... do the math again... Hey! Alas! The three dragon princes retreated halfway, even these I don’t want to pay tribute anymore, I’ve all gone back."

Everyone was shocked and stared at the fruits and snacks on the incense table. They just burned incense, candles and paper, kowtowed and prayed silently. Qiu Taoist sighed:"Oh, you guys are always taking the lead. Look, what is that?!"

The members suddenly looked up and saw a piece of yellow silk floating in the air. Everyone passed it to Qiu Zhongjiu, looking left and right, but they couldn't understand the characters on the silk and satin, so they handed it to Qiu Zhongjiu. Taoist priest Qiu was very displeased, his eyes rolled strangely, his hair stood on end, and he said:"Wow, this is a heavenly book! I want twenty boys and girls... It is said that last year, my request for twenty boys and girls failed. The Jade Emperor is angry. Oh my god, it turns out that he has angered the Jade Emperor."

After hearing this, all the members were stunned. One member, Zhang, who was old and weak, sighed:"Oh, we need twenty boys and girls... Last year we needed Twenty boys and girls, no one was killed! Who is willing to sacrifice their beloved children?" With that, they rushed to the gate of the county government office in twos and threes.

The Qiantang County government office has a splendid mansion, with soldiers armed with weapons and commandments, and the troops are lined up in a majestic manner. The county magistrate Jia Li shook his head and his black gauze hat, and said worriedly:"Oh, the hot sun burns everything. The fields of the common people are cracked, the seedlings are withered and yellow, and they even have to travel long distances to pick up water from the Qiantang River and the West Lake. My officer We are the county magistrate and our parents' official, what should we do?"

Zhang Yuanwai said hurriedly:"Master of the county, Taoist priest Qiu said that twenty boys and girls must be sacrificed to the sky before the rain can fall. This is absolutely impossible to do.." Among the members, less than half of them objected one after another, talking all over the place and making uncontrollable noises.

The county magistrate Jia Li was skinny and his forehead was wrinkled, but he spoke energetically and said:"I have known this for a long time! Boys and girls will be boys and girls, twenty will be the number! Praying for rain is also for the sake of all the people.. Without twenty small people ascending to heaven, there would be no way for the vast number of people to survive. If it doesn’t rain, some will starve to death, some will die of thirst, and some will freeze to death on the road. It’s so miserable!" All the people listened outside and didn’t dare. Words, but I can't open my brows. Under the stone steps outside the Yamen, groups of poor people were kneeling on the ground, silently praying for rain.

At noon the next day, on the county government road, a gong sounded to clear the way, and a police officer shouted:"Boys and girls are here, please ask the Dragon King for rain!" I saw some prison cars holding little boys, and some prison cars holding little girls. , are only ten years old. Xu Xian's brother-in-law was also a police officer. He was carrying a scabbard and looked majestic, walking beside the prison car to escort him.

Hong'er spied this scene on the street and didn't dare to say anything, so she hurriedly reported back to Bai Suzhen, Xu Xian and Xu Shilin. White Snake has gone through vicissitudes of life and has been fettered by waves. She is open-minded and says:"Don't be afraid! Don't act rashly! Qiu Zhongjiu is a drunkard who doesn't care about drinking. The rain is about to come, and the wind fills the courtyard, Taoist Qiu We can only use tricks to counteract them! It rains without anyone noticing to save people!" Then he stretched his head out of the window and said,"Don't leak the news, be careful!" Then in Hong'er's ear, After chirping a few words, Hong'er said goodbye and left.

At three o'clock in the middle of the night, outside the lobby of the county government office, there were patrols patrolling, with flashing shadows, the light of swords and the shadow of guns, and they were extremely majestic. Hong'er, Fanglue, Fangyuan, Fangcun, and Tianzhen were all holding swords and lurking in dark corners to explore the truth. The chief catcher, Li Gongfu, was bringing nine patrols over. He had known about the secret operations at the third watch, so he said:"Everyone, it's okay at the third watch! It's okay. We are all tired. It's time to go to sleep!" The nine patrols then Followed.

Fang Lue held the scabbard of his sword with his left hand and looked inside from the window of the lobby. He saw twenty boys and girls tied up with terry cloth stuffed in their mouths. He said angrily in a low voice:"Huh! Qiu Zhongjiu colluded with the county magistrate to harm the good people, boys and girls." The virgins have become sacrifices. We have to save people quickly, as it will be difficult at dawn!" Hong'er whispered:"I have a way……"So he went.

Hong'er brought a large jar of wine, took out a packet of stupor, poured it into the wine jar, and put it into Cong Nong. She went to find Xu Xian's brother-in-law, Li Captou, and secretly whispered this in his ear. Li Gongfu had known about it, so he carried the big wine jar and called the guards to a group of pawns.

After a short time, he was completely drunk. Hong'er Fanglue and other five swordsmen rescued twenty boys and girls. According to what these children said, they were sent to each home. Hong'er sent the last child to Niujiazhuang, and suddenly saw his parents hanging on tree ropes. She swung her sword twice, and the two elders were rescued. Suddenly, she saw her only son, and she was as surprised as in a dream. After waking up, following the route pointed by Hong'er, the old couple took their son and son and fled for their lives.

There is a poem that goes:

The murder of a child raises foul smoke, and the fairy Hong'er dreams for nine days.

Swim to the moon and meet Chang'e, telling her about the sorrow and injustice in the world.

Farmers depend on the weather for food, and they are afraid of floods and even more so of droughts. During the continuous drought, the fields were cracked with earth grooves as wide as a palm, as evidenced by the song"Drought": the rooster crowed and stood up, and the tenant farmers sang their last song in sorrow.

I rushed to catch up, only to see the vastness of the drought.

I meet a poor old man on the road, and he takes his young one beside him.

Walking around in the dust, I wonder why you are so busy?

The old man lamented that his good wife died young.

The green and yellow seasons are out of season, and the poor houses have run out of food.

He demolished the house and carried the rafters to sell it, and went to Qiantang to go to the market.

The long road is longer when you are hungry, so you need to change your food to fill your intestines.

The sick girl suddenly cried, as if her chest was stabbed.

Lifting your eyes and looking into the distance, you will see that the victims of disaster are marching in groups.

A bitter destiny? A bitter destiny? Destined to be rich? Destined to be rich?

The boring scorching sun brings thirsty farmers out.

He sneered miserably, how can he praise the soil of heaven?

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