My Master is Lin Zhengying

After letting him finish painting, Nan Chen only felt so exhausted that he was exhausted from panting.

But it's finally finished.

As for whether you can really pray for rain tomorrow, he can't say.

After resting all night, it was time to open the altar to pray for rain.

Early in the morning, Nan Chen prepared all kinds of instruments for praying for rain.

Then he and Qiusheng Wencai went to the town together.

Today, however, is still extremely hot.

No sign of rain in sight.

Walking out of Yizhuang, Nan Chen did find that the water in many rice fields was dry.

If it continues, at most a week, all the millet in the rice field will die.

After a while, Nan Chen and others arrived in the town.

As soon as they arrived in the town, they saw the mayor leading a group of villagers to welcome them.

Seeing Nan Chen and the others, the villagers greeted one after another:

"Nan Chen! You must ask for the rain to come down today!"

"Qiu Sheng Wencai, the matter of praying for rain is all free from you."

"The crops are dying, you must communicate with Lord Dragon and give us a heavy rain..."

"..."

Qiu Shengwen greeted everyone with a smile, whether it will rain or not, they know what a fart.

Even Nan Chen, who has learned the rain praying talisman, has no idea.

The mayor has arranged everything.

This time praying for rain, this guy made more than 600 oceans of money.

Each villager will give out one or two copper coins, and the merchants will give a little more, a few days, a dozen days and so on.

As for whether he could really succeed in praying for rain, he didn't think too much about it.

By the river, Nan Chen happened to meet Ren Tingting again.

Ren Tingting learned that Nan Chen and others were coming to pray for rain today, so she waited early by the river.

As soon as they met, Ren Tingting greeted her excitedly:

"Brother Nanchen, you must pray for rain!"

Nan Chen smiled awkwardly:

"I will try my best!"

"Believe in yourself, you can do it."

After speaking, Ren Tingting took out a folded heart and handed it to Nan Chen.

Nan Chen smiled and took it.

Since someone trusts you, then you should work hard and hope to succeed!

Nan Chen nodded, but said nothing.

Then, he went directly to the altar by the river.

By the river, altars have already been set up.

The offerings and everything are ready.

Now, just wait for Nan Chen and others to do the trick.

Nan Chen glanced left and right, and the riverside was full of people.

Let alone four or five hundred villagers!

At this moment, Nan Chen's altar was surrounded by a watertight place.

"Tell me, can the three apprentices of Uncle Jiu pray for rain?"

"I don't think so. Uncle Jiu failed to pray for rain the year before last, so the three of them probably won't either."

"Yeah, whether it will rain or not is up to God."

"Hey! If the crops are all dead, I can only go to seek refuge with Marshal Wu.

Soldiers can also have something to eat, otherwise they can only starve to death. "

"That's right! Let's forget about wars every year, and God doesn't rain now..."

"If it doesn't rain, let's go back and forget it."

"..."

The villagers kept talking about it, and they were not very optimistic about Nan Chen and the others.