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Gu Huaiqing heard them talking about all kinds of good things about the leader of Wenxiang, and his doubts became more intense, so he asked: "But how did I hear that boys and girls often disappear at night in Fenzhou City recently, and it is said that they were killed by foxes. The fairy kidnapped him, since Master Wenxiang is the descendant of the fox fairy, could it have something to do with it?"

The member of the Wenxiang Sect sneered and said, "Not to mention that the rumors are not true, there is no evidence that the disappearance of these people has something to do with the Wenxiang Sect. Besides, even if it is true, the fox fairy is what I teach to worship." If those boys and girls are destined to follow the fox fairy, it will only be their blessing!"

As soon as this statement came out, many people echoed it.

It's really unbelievable that such absurd and useless things are accepted by people.Gu Huaiqing frowned secretly. It seemed that the prestige of the fox fairy and the leader of Wenxiang among the people was higher than expected.

At this time, Duan Mingchen also approached and asked: "My two brothers pass by here occasionally. Although they are strangers, after hearing your description, I can't help but admire this leader. This brother is a member of the Wenxiang Sect. You must have seen the real face of the leader, but what kind of old man does he look like?"

There seemed to be a trace of embarrassment on the faces of Wenxiang Cultists: "Is this... the fairy face of the leader, is it that I can see it casually?"

The young man dressed as a martial artist interjected: "The last time I asked for medicine for my father, I just took a look at it from a distance. I remember that the leader's face was covered with a silver mask, but listen His voice seems to be quite young."

The old man shook his head and said: "Wen Xiang Cult has been here for more than ten years, the leader shouldn't be very young, right? It must be because the leader knows the magic of immortality and has the skills to keep his face, so that he can keep his appearance not old."

There was another wave of flattery, and Gu Huaiqing was so disgusted that he wanted to vomit, and tried to resist the cliché with them: "Do you know where the leader's method is? I don't think there is any high platform in Fenshui to stand on. "

The old man said: "If you don't need a high platform, your lord can do it directly in the middle of the water."

"Is this impossible? There is no place to stay in the middle of the water, how to do it?" Gu Huaiqing questioned.No matter how good the qinggong is, it is impossible to stand on the water in the void, there must be a foothold, unless he is really a fairy who can fly against the wind.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a loud bell ringing on Wenxiang Island in the center of Fenshui.The sound came from far and near, and then there were countless bells competing to echo each other, gathering from all directions like overwhelming mountains and seas, surrounding everyone layer upon layer.

The sound was like rushing thunder, deafeningly deafening, as if even the embankment by the water was shaking, like an earth dragon turning over.

Just when everyone was panicking, someone suddenly shouted: "Look at the water! The leader has appeared!"

The calm Fen River suddenly set off a few feet of waves, and a lotus platform carved with white marble broke through the water and rose slowly.In the center of the lotus platform, sat cross-legged a man in a flowing white robe and holding a wooden sword.

The lotus platform was at least one mile away from the shore, so far away, it was really hard to see the faces of the people sitting on the lotus platform.

Duan Mingchen and Gu Huaiqing looked with full eyesight, but they could barely make out that the man was wearing a silver mask, and his figure was not tall, and he couldn't even tell whether he was a man or a woman.

They were about to get a closer look, but the crowd boiled out of control, blocking their approach.

The fanatical congregation began to kneel down to the center of the lake, shouting loudly like a mountain roar and a tsunami.

"The holy religion will last forever!"

"The leader will enjoy immortal blessings forever!"

"Blessed by the fox fairy, the rain will fall early!"

Driven by the congregation, other common people also folded their hands together, chanting words, praying that the master of Wenxiang would succeed in praying for rain and relieving the drought.

"What a big show, what a powerful momentum!" Gu Huaiqing clicked his tongue secretly, even if the emperor went on a tour, it might not be able to have such a sensational effect, this leader is really not simple.

Duan Mingchen blocked the light with his hands, squinted his eyes, and stared closely at the leader of Wenxiang on the lotus platform.

Gu Huaiqing snorted coldly: "Such a high-profile appearance, if praying for rain fails, wouldn't it be a signboard?"

Duan Mingchen put his arms around his shoulders and said, "Be safe and don't be impatient, let's wait and see what happens."

The leader of Wenxiang seems to have a plan in mind, he sat firmly on the lotus platform, pinched his thumb and middle finger, put them flat on his knee, and muttered words.

After about half an hour, the weather really changed. A few dark clouds floated in the originally cloudless clear sky, covering the scorching sun. A damp earthy smell hit the face.

Seeing this, the crowd became even more agitated. Even the people who had been watching the excitement couldn't help getting excited. They knelt down on the ground one after another, muttering words, and prayed devoutly.

Gu Huaiqing also widened his eyes in surprise, could it be that this person really has the ability to summon clouds and rain?

Duan Mingchen still stared at the people on the high platform motionlessly, only to see that after Wen Xiang's chanting, he stood up, drew out the mahogany sword, tilted it towards the sky, posed a sword-raising posture, and then danced casually.

Master Wen Xiang danced the sword in a very chic posture, at the beginning it was light and slow, and then gradually became swifter. At the end, only a whirling white shadow could be seen clearly, and the elegant white robe blended with the sword shadow.

With his sword dance, the dark clouds in the sky gradually gathered, the wind was strong, the sky was as dark as night, and the calm Fen River set off turbulent waves.

Immediately afterwards, the cloud layer of the dark cloud was torn apart by a bright flash of lightning, several thunderclaps sounded from overhead, and the bean-sized raindrops fell from the sky, and soon formed an overwhelming rain curtain, and the torrential rain poured down.

"Ahh! It's raining! It's really raining!"

"Great! It's saved, it's saved!"

"Long live Wen Xiangjiao! Long live the leader!"

The crowd shouted with joy, held hands with each other, jumped and danced in the rain, sang and danced, and couldn't help their joy.

The long drought meets the rain, which is indeed a ecstasy.

Infected by such joyful emotions, even Duan Mingchen and Gu Huaiqing had to admit that the leader of Wenxiang was really good at seizing the opportunity. This time he succeeded in praying for rain and the drought was relieved. I'm afraid it's going to be even better!

After the rain fell, Master Wen Xiang saw that the task was completed, so he stopped dancing the sword, put the wooden sword into the scabbard, straightened his clothes, and seemed to be ready to leave.

But Duan Mingchen and others waited for a long time, how could we allow the leader Wenxiang to retreat?If you let him escape this time, it will not be so easy to find him again.

When Duan Mingchen raised his hand to make a gesture, Yuan Rang saw his secret signal, and ordered the servants to stand on a high ground by the Fenshui River as instructed in advance, and first beat the drums to cheer, covering up the noisy rain and people. Then one of the yamen servants with the loudest voice took the lead in shouting: "Master Wenxiang, please stop, the magistrate is welcome!"

The other yamen servants also shouted together: "Master Wenxiang, please stop, the magistrate is here to invite you, please go ashore!"

Although it was far away, dozens of people shouted together, and the leader of Wenxiang was a skilled person, so they would naturally hear it.

The spectators were already about to disperse, but after seeing such a change, they all stayed behind.

Praying for rain was successful, and it was reasonable for the magistrate to invite Master Wenxiang to express his gratitude.

The crowd who worshiped the leader of Wenxiang also hoped to see their idol up close, so they gathered around the shore and did not leave. However, the leader of Wenxiang did not go ashore as requested by the prefect.

On the contrary, he seemed a little annoyed, held the sword in his hand, and let out a clear whistle, the waves in the Fen water immediately surged, and dozens of black shadows floated up from the bottom of the water, quickly swimming around the lotus platform.

Master Wen Xiang swung his sword vigorously from top to bottom, and saw dozens of huge strange fish floating out of the water. They had delicate and beautiful faces and plump white female breasts, but their lower bodies were thick fish bodies and fish tails. , rolling and swimming rapidly in the water.

"Ah! That's... a mermaid! A mermaid who can eat people!" The crowd on the bank of the river shouted in horror, and all backed away.

People often pick up gnawed bones by the Fenshui River, which is the work of this legendary monster with a human face and a fish body.

The leader of Wen Xiang didn't give up, he took out a stack of white paper and scissors from his wide sleeves, clicked a few times to cut into a human shape, muttered something, then yelled, and threw the pieces of paper into the air like snowflakes.

I only heard the sound of bells and drums on Xiangdao Island, and the sound of thunder on the shore. There seemed to be countless bells and drums echoing in all directions.

On the bare rocky mountain of Wenxiang Island, countless soldiers suddenly appeared out of thin air. They were wearing armor and holding long spears. They were majestic, like soldiers from heaven.

"My God! Is this the legendary paper-cut into soldiers?" Someone shouted as if waking up from a dream.

This turn of events, not to mention the stunned crowd, the magistrate Yuan Rang was so shocked that even Duan Mingchen and Gu Huaiqing were also greatly shocked.

Could it be that the leader really knows how to do magic tricks?Otherwise, there are bare stone mountains everywhere on Wenxiang Island, how could they hide such a large number of soldiers?If these soldiers were staying on this island, how would they deal with their daily supplies and food?

Under the stunned gaze of the crowd, the Wenxiang leader floated down from the lotus platform, and immediately a mermaid swam over from the falling lake, supported him with her body, and carried him to the Wenxiang Island. It disappeared from everyone's sight, leaving only countless stunned onlookers, who refused to disperse on the shore for a long time...