Dragon King relies on green tea

The seven days will come soon.

From the beginning of preparations for the opening of the altar, the envoys of the desert have been in the public without rumors, waiting for the ceremony of praying for rain, and the hearts of the people will be completely shaken.

Liu Shuangbin had long guessed what their plans were, but she definitely stayed put, and even deliberately let them spread the rumors.

As long as these rumors spread more widely, the common people will pay more attention to this ceremony of praying for rain.

Qin Tianjian's supervisor is setting up an altar in Liuyu Mountain.

As Liu Shuangzhen expected, during the ceremony of praying for rain, almost all the people in Lidu City gathered on Liuyu Mountain, and even the people around Lidu rushed to Lidu. Full of people, watching this ceremony of praying for rain.

With Zi Sang's words in the book, even if Tianjun ordered the rain god not to rain, he would not take it seriously. The heavy rain poured down on the grand ceremony, and the dragon appeared.

Da Mo believes in the eagle, and when Zi Sang Yanshu showed his real body, he also shattered the eagle amulet worn by Da Mo's envoy since he was a child, and all Da Mo's totems were shattered.

It not only helped Zuo Yan stabilize the morale of the army, but also shocked Da Mo.

The heavy rain poured down, and the dragon appeared in the rain after a long drought. In the eyes of the people, it was the blessing of the gods and a sign of auspiciousness.

But the shattering of the Condor amulet and the shattering of the totem are bad omens for Da Mo. Psychologically, the morale of the army and the people of Da Mo is already unstable. This time, if they don't talk about peace, they will talk about it.

An altar-opening practice has solved the severe drought, the hearts of the people in Ruiji have stabilized, and even the desert has been shocked. It can be said to kill three birds with one stone.

After sending off the envoy from the desert, in order to thank God for the rain, the common people pooled their money to build the Dragon King Temple. On the day the temple was built, a temple fair was held very lively.

The people worshiped the Dragon King of the South China Sea, and it was also Zi Sangyan's book. Liu Shuang felt that it was so lively, so she dragged Zi Sangyan's scholar to read it.

"I'm right by your side, do you still want to worship me in front of a cold god?" Zisang Yanshu lacked interest, and didn't want to join the crowd at all.

After thinking about it seriously, Liu Shuangbin nodded seriously, "If you want to, you can do it once, but if you want to do it back, it's reciprocal."

In the human world, in addition to worshiping heaven and earth and parents, marriage requires husband and wife to worship each other.

Liu Shuangzhen relied on Zisang Yanshu's lack of understanding of various etiquettes in the world, so she opened her mouth and said, quietly observing Zisang Yanshu's reaction.

Zi Sang Yanshu really didn't understand, after listening to it, he didn't respond in the slightest, instead he muttered: "It's really troublesome, don't let them bump into you."

He said it was troublesome, but he still bought a handful of incense sticks and red strings at the temple fair.

At the temple fair, not only one god is enshrined, but also gods of all sizes in the sky, and people can worship whatever they ask for.

Zi Sang Yanshu, the rest of the gods, went straight to the God Tree Temple without even looking at it, and made respectful offerings, then cut off a strand of his own hair and hung it on the God Tree statue.

After the red string was hung up, it lost its shape. Ordinary people could not see the red string hanging on it with naked eyes, but Liu Shuang could see that the statue was covered with red strings, probably all of them were from Zi Sangyan. The book is hung up.

Liu Shuang also bought a handful of incense, and was about to make offerings when Zi Sang Yanshu stopped her, "You don't need to make offerings."

Zi Sang Yanshu looked at the sacred tree and asked in doubt: "Even you need to worship the sacred tree, why can't I worship it, and my parents took me to worship the sacred tree when I was young. I thought that only mortals would worship gods, but I did. Only then did Qingqiu realize that gods also need to enshrine sacred trees, so why don’t I use them.”

Zi Sang laughed softly after listening to the book, leaned over Liu Shuang's ear and said, "How can anyone worship himself? Because the sacred tree is you, don't you say that courtesy is reciprocal? I have worshiped."

"Listen!" Zi Sang Yanshu's finger brushed Liu Shuangbin's ear, and at that moment the noise around him seemed to have disappeared.

"The heaven and the earth are dark and yellow, the universe is prehistoric. The sun and the moon are full and the sky is full. ..."

"It's "Thousand-Character Essay." After realizing it, Liu Shuangbiao suddenly looked up at Zisang Yanshu, her immature voice was very similar to Zisang Yanshu.

"That's right." Zi Sang Yanshu smiled lightly, "It's "Thousand Characters", you taught me to write the first article I read, and I have never forgotten it, so every time I burn incense, my heart is full of joy. All I could think about was this article, now, did you hear that?"

At that moment, the red rope hanging on the statue of the sacred tree seemed to have a voice, and he read the same article over and over again, lingering in his ears.

He seemed to be able to hear Zisang Yanshu whispering every time under the statue of the sacred tree for 3000 years.

In the end, the handful of incense that Liu Shuangbin bought was still used in the Dragon King Temple.

He solemnly bowed three times in the Dragon King Temple.

"What do you want?" When he bowed his first bow, he heard Zisang Yanshu's voice gently asking next to his ear.

Liu Shuangbin replied from the bottom of her heart: "I beg the Dragon King to stay by my side for the rest of my life, to watch the sunrise and sunset together hand in hand, can the Dragon King agree?"

"answer."

Responding with a fluttering sound, Liu Shuangbin even walked out of the temple with a faint smile on her face.

The temple fair was very lively, and even the market was equally lively. When Zisang Yanshu came out, he saw the stall selling sugar at a glance. Zisang Yanshu stopped and said softly: "Wait here one time."

Standing where she was, Liu Shuangbin inadvertently saw a delicate sachet dropped by the girl passing by, so she kindly picked it up and handed it to the girl.

The girl took the sachet shyly and timidly, secretly looked at Liu Shuangbin from the corner of her eye, blushing even more, and soon entered the Four Seas Pavilion.

"Mr. Akiba!"

Liu Shuangbin was standing under the Four Seas Pavilion, when she heard the voice and looked up, it turned out to be Zuo Yan.

"Your Majesty... Zuo Gong? Why are you here?" Liu Shuangbin just wanted to call His Majesty, but realized that this was outside the palace, and Zuo Yan was in casual clothes, so she quickly changed her words.

Zuo Yan held the wine glass in her hand, smiled heartily at Liu Shuangbiao, and said, "I didn't expect to see Mr. Qiuye here, sir, come up to explain?"

"Okay, please wait a moment." Liu Shuangbiao pointed to Zisang Yanshu who was buying sugar man not far away.

Immediately, Zuo Yan's smile froze in place. He should have thought that as long as Liu Shuang was there, the dragon would definitely be there, without exception.

Zi Sang Yanshu bought two sugar figurines soon and came back, and excitedly gave one of them to Liu Shuang: "Sweet."

But the moment Liu Shuangbin took over the sugar figurine, Zisang Yanshu immediately grasped his wrist, his expression changed: "What did you do just now?"

Liu Shuang was taken aback for a moment: "I'm waiting for you here, what else can I do?"

"Really?" Zi Sang Yanshu looked displeased, and threw away the sugar figurine he ate, and tickled Liu Shuang's little finger with his fingertip, and a transparent red line was on Zi Sang Yanshu's fingertip. It appeared, "I just left for a while, Qiuye, you have even tied the red thread of Yuelao, it seems that you want to get married."

"I..." Liu Shuangbiao was at a loss for words for a moment, and he didn't know when he pulled the red thread.

Looking at the direction of the red line, which is above the Four Seas Pavilion, Zisang Yanshu glanced at Liu Shuangbiao who was still in a daze, raised his eyebrows and said displeasedly: "Go, go and see the marriage of Qiuye, What a pretty little lady."

It is Sihai Pavilion.

Liu Shuangbin suddenly had a bad premonition.

Sure enough, what Zisang Yanshu found along the red line was the wing room where Zuo Yan was just now, and went in to see that beside Zuo Yan was the woman who dropped the sachet just now.

The red thread was held on the little finger of the woman's right hand.

Zuo Yan saw Liu Shuangbiao picking up the sachet, so she asked Liu Shuangbiao to come up for a gathering, but when she saw that there was Zi Sang Yanshu beside Liu Shuangbiao, she still hesitated.

Zuo Yan told Liu Shuangbiao that the woman was his only sister Zuo Ningyi, because of years of wars, Zuo Ningyi has been in the temple in the mountain, and now Dading has just received Lidu.

Zi Sang Yanshu didn't want to hear those useless things, he kept staring at the red line, and Zuo Ning looked at the sachet on his waist, and asked impatiently, "Where did the sachet come from?"

When mentioning the sachet, Zuo Ningyi blushed slightly, moved his wide sleeves, covered the sachet, and said a little shyly: "This is, I just asked for it at the Yuelao Temple at the temple fair. Said, with it, you can find the right one."

The more Zuo Ningyi talked, the more blushed his face became, even if he lowered his head, he couldn't hide the two red clouds on his face.

Among the many temple statues at the meeting, the ones with the most incense, except for the Nanhai Dragon King Temple in Zisang Yanshu, are the Yuelao Temple and the God of Wealth Temple.

Sure enough, those who are in charge of marriage and money, no matter what time it is, there is no shortage of incense.

"Yue Lao Temple, okay." Zi Sang Yanshu sneered, and then said to Su Rong who was behind him: "Go and invite the Miao Zhu from Yue Lao Temple over here. If you don't obey, then just tie him here."

Ever since she was forced to pull out her tongue and gouge out her eyes, how could Su Rong dare to disobey Zisang Yanshu at all, when she heard Zisang Yanshu's order, she immediately set off for Yuelao Temple.

"Why are you looking for Miaozhu?" Liu Shuangzheng saw Zisang Yanshu's expression now, and knew that he was very unhappy, and he was in a very bad mood, so that when he asked, Zisang Yanshu didn't answer at all. .

"Ayan..." Liu Shuangbiao yelled, reaching out to grab the corner of Zisang Yanshu's clothes, and she was pulled back immediately, "Don't touch me."

But at this time Zuo Ningyi whispered: "The master told me when he unwrapped the lottery, the man who can pick up the sachet today is the fate of the little girl's marriage."

When he was speaking, his eyes were still lingering on Liu Shuangbin, "My little girl often hears from my elder brother that Mr. Akiba is a rare talent, and when I saw him today, he was really personable and a talent."

Zuo Yan had already noticed that Zi Sangyan's writing was iron-faced, so she quietly grabbed Zuo Ningyi and said in a low voice, "Don't talk."

"The little girl has good eyesight." Zi Sang Yanshu's eyes were as cold as ice, which made Zuo Yan's heart shudder, and then asked Liu Shuang: "The red rope is tied, does Qiuye want to get married?"

"Ah Yan, I don't have such thoughts at all, please calm down." Liu Shuangbian explained with a wry smile, and said to Zuo Ningyi: "Thank you for the wrong love of the eldest princess, I have no long-term possessions, I only wish to put my love in the mountains and rivers."

"But... you're already here." Zuo Ningyi looked at the sachet on her waist, and the words of Miao Zhu, plus Liu Shuangbin had already come up, she had already believed in the marriage at a glance.

Liu Shuangbin said very sincerely: "Marriages in this world are mysterious, how can you count them with only one sachet?"

At this time, a haughty voice came from outside the house: "How can I do it without counting? This sachet is a sachet containing the marriage thread. If there is no fate, the marriage thread cannot be tied. If the red thread is tied, it is a destined marriage. Thousands of waters and thousands of mountains will eventually come together."