"Master, I can't hold on anymore."
In the martial arts arena of Dashang Palace, a three-year-old boy was holding a bronze tripod with both hands. The bronze tripod was about three feet high. The small body of the child formed a sharp contrast with the tripod.
I saw this boy wearing two buns, a red bellyband, and a pair of black training pants. He looked very cute.
But at this time, his body was already wet with sweat. The hot sun in the sky shone on the ground, and the sweat evaporated immediately when it fell.
On one side of the martial arts arena, a Taoist priest was sitting under an umbrella, drinking tea leisurely, and seemed not to hear the child's voice.
"Master..."
The child shouted again, looking aggrieved. Despite this, the child's hands still held the bronze tripod firmly.
"Stop shouting, I won't allow you to let go within less than an hour." The Taoist said, taking a sip of tea.
"Master, I need to pee..." the child rolled his eyes and shouted again.
"You still have urine? It seems the weight is not enough."
After saying that, the Taoist waved his hand, and a golden light flew out from his hand, and the first part was submerged into the bronze cauldron.
"Buzz..."
"oops..."
The child shook his hands slightly and his feet sank so hard that the ground was cracked.
"It's one hundred thousand kilograms now. Stop for a quarter of an hour. I will teach you something else from now on," the Taoist said.
At this moment, a woman came not far away, holding a plate in her hand with freshly cut watermelon on it.
"Ouch...Mom, help me."
"Nezha, your master is doing this for your own good. Hold on, mother has prepared watermelon for you."
It turned out that the child was Nezha. He was just one year and three months old now, but he looked like a child of about three years old. He was indeed very talented.
"Mrs. Li." Shen Gongbao nodded to Yin Suzhi.
"Thank you for your hard work, Taoist priest. Let's eat some watermelon."
At first, Li Jing and his wife were only willing to let their son become their teacher because of Li Daoyi. But after getting along with each other these days, they found that the other party taught their son sincerely, and they felt relieved.
"Where's Mr. Li?" Shen Gongbao asked, picking up a piece of watermelon.
"Hey, not a drop of rain has fallen in Chaoge for almost a year. The crops outside the city are almost dying of drought. The river is now drying up. No, the king asked the sergeants to dig wells outside the city to find water. Li Jing also went ”
"Your Majesty is the king of men. If you issue an imperial edict, it will rain naturally from the sky. Why do you need to dig a well?" Shen Gongbao asked. These days, he has been teaching Nezha and has not paid attention to the things outside.
As the human king, although Yin Shou was not able to control the Dragon King of the West Sea to make rain like the Jade Emperor, he could use the human king's seal to write an imperial edict asking for rain. Under normal circumstances, the sky would rain. After all, this face still had to be given. .
"The king tried it, but there was no response. Moreover, the magicians in the city personally cast spells to pray for rain, but there was no response."
"How could it be?" Shen Gongbao was stunned.
Then he put down the watermelon and stood up and walked out, standing under the sun.
I saw him squeezing the magic formula with his hands and muttering something in his mouth.
"Here comes the water..."
A light blue energy gathered from the surroundings, but soon disappeared. Shen Gongbao repeated this several times, but there was still no change in the surroundings.
Soon, the expression on Shen Gongbao's face became solemn.
"Strange, I can't summon a drop of water." Shen Gongbao said.
As a monk, everyone knows some water-related spells. Although he is not very skilled in the art of summoning wind and rain, he still knows some. It is no problem to convert some water.
"There is something fishy here, I'm afraid someone is causing trouble." Shen Gongbao said.
"Hey, it's a pity that the Immortal is in seclusion, and those people are not at Chaoge." Shen Gongbao sighed, facing this situation, he has no choice now.
"I just hope Li Jing and the others can dig out the water, so that the people will suffer less." Yin Suzhi nodded.
"Bang..."
There was a loud noise, and the ground shook violently.
"Huha...huha..."
I saw that Nezha had put down the bronze tripod and was lying on the ground, breathing heavily.
At this time, Mrs. Yin could not hold back, and rushed over to pick up her son, and then came under the umbrella.
"Tired...tired...hot..." Nezha's little face was red from the sun.
Looking at Nezha in her arms, Yin Su knew why she didn't feel distressed. Some other people's children who were over one year old were not yet weaned, but Nezha had already started practicing.
Shen Gongbao handed the watermelon in his hand to Nezha, who quickly took it and ate it with big mouthfuls.
"I want to eat too, little one, leave some for me."
At this time, a figure appeared, it was Mengmeng.
The little guy ran away from nowhere, grabbed the watermelon and started eating it.
"Slow down, there's not enough to eat."
Seeing the two children fighting for each other, Yin Suzhi said quickly.
"Mengmeng, why are you here?"
"Puff puff..."
The little guy spit out a bunch of melon kernels.
"I'm here to play with the little one."
"Don't call me little, I'm taller than you." Nezha said dissatisfied.
"You are just a little kid. I have seen you wet the bed, so shy..." Mengmeng said with a smile.
Nezha suddenly felt that the melon in his hand no longer smelled good.
"Mengmeng, aren't you hot?" Yin Suzhi couldn't help asking when she saw that Mengmeng's clothes seemed a bit thick.
"Hot?" Mengmeng tilted her head with confusion on her face.
"No, I've always been like this. I don't feel anything at all." The little guy continued.
"Ah, by the way, Nezha, how about we go swimming outside the city?" Mengmeng said suddenly.
"Swimming, what is that?" Nezha looked confused.
"Ah, I forgot, you are still young, so you must have never swam. Let me tell you, it is fun, and you can also catch fish."
"By the way, let's go catch fish and bake it."
Mengmeng's mouth almost watered down as she spoke.
"Okay, I'm going." Nezha suddenly became interested.
"Hey, you can still swim outside the city. The water is almost dry." Yin Suzhi shook his head.
"Why?" Mengmeng asked.
"It has been almost a year since it rained. The water in the river needs to be irrigated and used by people in the city. It has long since bottomed out."
"It seems so, it hasn't rained for a long time." Mengmeng tilted her head and said, seeming to have remembered.
While several people were talking, they saw Li Jing walking in from outside, covered in filth.
"Daddy." Nezha immediately cheered and rushed over.
Li Jing quickly reached out to catch his son.
"Hahaha, why, did you listen to your master today?" Li Jing said with a smile.
"Uh-huh..."
Nezha nodded quickly.
"How is it?" Yin Suzhi asked.
Li Jing shook his head, and the smile on his face disappeared.
"It still didn't work. Some magicians used earth escape spells. They went a hundred feet underground and there was still no water. The king has issued an order to prepare the altar. He will personally ask for rain three days later at an auspicious time." Li Jing sighed.
Shen Gongbao frowned slightly when he heard this. Has it reached this point? Even the King of Humans has to go out in person to pray to heaven for rain.
"Isn't this too much? Your Majesty can just ask the priests to ask for it, so why come in person?" Yin Suzhi also felt that something was wrong. After all, he is a human king, so this is equivalent to lowering his status.
"All the officials have tried to persuade us, and the king said that this is a severe drought that has not happened in a century. If it drags on, the people may not be able to persist. It is said that some people have died from the heat, so the king decided to ask for rain in person to show his sincerity. "Li Jing explained.
Nezha in Li Jing's arms listened obediently to his father's words. Although he could not understand many of them, he knew that his father seemed to be in a bad mood, so he lay quietly on his chest.
"Is it fun to pray for rain?"
When everyone was silent, Mengmeng suddenly asked after eating the watermelon.
"Mengmeng, asking for rain is a big deal. It's a big deal that brings blessings to the world. It's not just for fun." Yin Suzhi explained quickly.
The little guy rolled his eyes when he heard this, as if he thought of something.
"I'm going to find Yin Shou."
After saying that, everyone disappeared, leaving only a few people looking at each other.
Yin Shou, who had just returned to the palace, ignored the fact that he was sweating profusely. He went to the desk first, spread out a piece of yellow brocade silk, and began to write. He was preparing a memorial message to pray for rain tomorrow.
Outside the city today, looking at the withered crops and the suffering people, his heart felt like a knife. For several months, Yin Shouyi tried various methods, but none of them could bring rain, not even the sorcerers. As for Li Daoyi, who is now in seclusion, he has no way of contacting the other party. The only thing left is to put down his pretense of being a human king and pray to heaven, hoping that heaven will give him some face.
"What are you writing?"
As I was writing, suddenly a cute voice came to my ears.
Yin Shou turned around and saw the little guy lying on the table with his feet up and looking at him very leisurely.
"Little sister-in-law, why are you here? I am writing a memorial letter to pray for rain." Yin Shou said.
"Ah, please rain, I'm looking for you for this too." Mengmeng said quickly.
"Looking for me?" Yin Shou put down his pen and asked curiously.
"Yeah, yeah, I'll come, I'll come, please let me come," Mengmeng said quickly.
"What?" Yin Shou was stunned.
"Please rain, please rain, I'll beg you." Mengmeng said excitedly.
"This..." Yin Shou suddenly felt confused.
"Why don't you believe me?"
"No, but..." Although he knew that Mengmeng was very capable, praying for rain was a big deal after all, so Yin Shou was naturally worried.
"Ahem...what, do you look down on me?" Mengmeng jumped onto the desk one after another, her little face was a little unhappy, and she pretended to be angry and said.
"Well, okay then." Yin Shou couldn't help but agree, thinking to himself, just let her go up there and have some fun, and when her freshness wears off, he can go on stage to pray for rain.
"Hehe, that's right." Mengmeng immediately smiled.
"I'm going back first, and we'll see you at the altar then." After saying that, Mengmeng's figure slowly disappeared.
"Why..."
Yin Shou looked at the brocade silk on the table that had been trampled by Mengmeng. The handwriting on it was all messy, and he couldn't help but sigh. His feelings had just been written in vain.
