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Zhan Shifu has already set up an altar.
Under this huge high platform, firewood has been prepared, and the piles of firewood have piled up into a hill.
In Zhu Houzhao¡¯s words, since you want to move God, you must be moved to the end.
"If Taoist Li can't pray for rain, he will have to use a more drastic method, such as setting a fire and burning Taoist Li to the Dragon King.
As early as hundreds of years ago, Prince Zhu Houzhao already understood the employee incentive mechanism, which Fang Jifan expressed his appreciation for.
Li Chaowen cried again.
Although his tears have dried up these days, after hearing these truths, he felt that his tear glands could still squeeze out some more fluid.
Fang Jifan raised his head and looked at the high platform. This high platform was ten feet high. It was very spectacular in the golden sunshine and particularly eye-catching.
Zhu Houzhao stood side by side with him. While looking up at the high platform, he also saw the blue sky with no sign of rain at all.
Will it rain on a day like this?
Zhu Houzhao felt very confused. He couldn't help but look sideways at Fang Jifan and asked, "Will it really rain?"
"Yes." Fang Jifan nodded solemnly and said solemnly: "We have to believe in Senior Nephew Li, he is even prepared to risk his life."
Zhu Houzhao sighed quietly: "Master Yang and Master Wang are very angry now."
Master Yang and Master Wang are naturally Yang Tinghe and Wang Hua.
There is no airtight wall in the world. These two Zhan Shifu and Shao Zhanshi are already vomiting blood.
Fang Jifan¡¯s face was expressionless and unmoved.
??What does it have to do with him whether they vomit blood or not?
"I also heard that Master Wang is very worried. It seems that something happened to his son."
Wang Shouren?
Fang Jifan was a little confused. Which show was Wang Shouren playing?
"It is said that he is suffering from hysteria."
"Oh." Fang Jifan chuckled. Based on his understanding of Wang Shouren, he definitely didn't have hysteria. He guessed that he was starting to think about things again. Ah, no, a thinker like Wang Shouren should be thinking.
"Old Fang, I feel that" Zhu Houzhao hesitated for a moment, then said: "I feel that tomorrow's rain prayer is not reliable, and I feel that something is going to happen"
Fang Jifan patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be afraid, my nephew, I am not afraid of death. Are we cowards? We are friends, we share blessings and share hardships."
Zhu Houzhao glanced at Fang Jifan with disdain. Fang Jifan patted his butt and ran away, leaving him alone in the Nuan Pavilion. The scene is still fresh in his memory!
"I don't believe what you say. You are a person with a brain disease. You may not pretend to be sick and the matter will be over."
Uhit seems like, do you really want to?
Fang Jifan's face turned slightly red, then he said with determination: "I am not such a person, why does Your Highness think of me like this!"
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Longquan Temple.
What happened in Beijing has inevitably spread to Longquan Temple.
A Taoist man tiptoed into Zhang Chaoxian's room and whispered a few words quickly.
Zhang Chaoxian couldn't help but smile contemptuously, without even raising his eyelids, he just said lightly: "Tianzheng, look at the sky, are there any signs of rain?"
The Taoist named Tianzheng hurriedly said: "Master, no. This has been dry for more than two months, and there is no sign of rain yet."
Zhang Chaoxian snorted coldly and said: "That Li Chaowen jumped over the wall when he was desperate. He took advantage of the property in the temple. He is the scum of Longquan Temple. He knew he was going to die, so he wanted to put it to death and survive, so he risked the world. No, I want to pray for rain and change the situation."
As he spoke, Zhang Chaoxian burst into laughter, his wrinkled face full of sarcasm.
"How dare a loser like Li Chaowen dare to fight with me? Is he worthy of being a loser? Doesn't God say it will rain if it wants to rain?"
Thinking of this, he felt even more ridiculous, thinking that Li Chaowen couldn't ask for this rain.
He just sits back and waits to see the joke.
However, the next moment, he couldn't help but shook his head.
Zhang Chaoxian thought to himself: "The only thing to be feared is that uncle. This person has actually been granted the title of Uncle Xinxin. It's not easy to mess with him."
So, he stood up slowly and walked to the window sill. From the window sill, he could have a panoramic view of the beautiful scenery of Yuquan Mountain.
Thinking of this, he felt that he was too mother-in-law.
¡°I don¡¯t care about so much at this time. At this point, I have to believe in myself.
The most important thing is to have confidence in your nephew!
Early the next morning, when the morning light first appeared, Fang Jifan rushed to Zhan Shifu.
Zhu Houzhao, holding an almanac in his hands, was in a daze. When he saw Fang Jifan, he waved to him quickly: "No, no, today is not a lucky day."
You must know that when praying for rain, you must choose a good and auspicious day. Zhu Houzhao obviously lost confidence again. He scratched his head, his face was more bitter than bitter gourd. The almanac clearly said - great misfortune.
Fang Jifan looked at Zhu Houzhao, who looked anxious, and couldn't help but comfort him: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, we are praying for rain in the Buddhist tradition."
"" Zhu Houzhao's expression suddenly changed, and he threw away the book in his hand. His bright eyes widened, staring at Fang Jifan, and he even had the urge to strangle Fang Jifan to death.
"Are you a Taoist or a Buddhist? You want to kill me!"
Fang Jifan quickly took a few steps back towards Zhu Houzhao, with a faint smile on his handsome face.
"We are practicing Buddhism and Taoism. Your Highness, hurry up, we are about to start."
Zhu Houzhao had the feeling of being on a pirate ship but unable to get off.
He roared in his heart, this is the rhythm of being tricked to death!
Under the high platform of Zhan Shifu, almost all the officials and eunuchs came.
The subordinate officials headed by Yang Tinghe and Wang Hua raised their heads and stared dumbly at the high platform and the Li Chaowen who was crying and tied up under the high platform.
Their hearts are broken.
Liu Jin and others looked very curious. The eunuchs all believed this, covering their mouths and whispering in low voices.
In fact, not only inside the East Palace, but also outside the East Palace, it was already overcrowded. Many people looked at the high platform in Zhan Shi's Mansion from a distance through the high wall.
It is said that at noon, the altar will be opened to perform rituals. At that time, pray to the gods and send down nectar.
Therefore, many onlookers paid attention. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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