This year was the twenty-fifth year of Emperor Ming Xuan's reign, early summer.
Great drought.
It had been more than a year since rain had fallen in the capital.
Those who lived in the capital were all high officials and nobles. Even if it did not rain, they were not afraid of running out of water to eat.
However, this made the thousands of villages in the suburbs of the capital suffer.
Due to the lack of water and food, it was about to be destroyed.
The people were displaced and starved to death. It could be said that the people were in dire straits.
At this time, rumors started to spread.
It was said that every year of drought, there would be evildoers who would take advantage of the situation to rise up and cause trouble.
The experts of the Demon Slayer Division locked their eyes on the Heavenly Mountain.
They would immediately arrest him and skin him alive.
However, it is easy to get rid of the evil spirit, but it is difficult to get rid of the evil spirit in the human heart.
If the drought was not alleviated and the land was not harvested, even if there were no demons coming down the mountain to cause trouble.
The commoners could only die of thirst or starve to death.
At this moment, many commoners went to the local temple to pray for rain.
The Earth Temple was built in the center of the suburbs, and the Earth God was the main god of the Celestial Worship Bureau.
Although he was the last righteous god, he was still much more powerful than those ghost guards and Yin gods.
They had gods.
It had the ability to consume its own incense to make rain.
At this moment, the Earth Temple in the suburbs was filled with people. Countless people offered chicken, ducks, fish, and meat as sacrifices to pray for rain.
At the corner of the temple, green smoke rose from the ground, and a white-haired old man appeared.
The old man held a cane in his hand and wore a long robe and a black hat. His eyebrows were kind and pleasing to the eye.
He looked like a kind old man, but this old man was only two feet tall.
It was the local god.
"Don't beg, don't beg. It's not that this old man doesn't want to rain for you, but he doesn't dare to."
Although the Earth God appeared, no one could see him.
He curled up in a corner and muttered to himself with a worried expression.
The conferred ghosts and gods in the Immortal Offering Bureau, such as the city god, the water god, and the earth, had the ability to use incense to rain.
However, without the imperial court's Yellow Book, any deity who rained privately would be considered a great rebel.
If there is a suspicion of gathering incense without authorization, the mountain will be destroyed and the temple will be destroyed.
A few decades ago, a certain county had suffered a drought for several years, and the local land lord pitied the people in his territory.
Unauthorized rain, secretly changing the underground river to irrigate the farmland.
The imperial court was furious, and Emperor Mingxuan even shouted at the City God of the Immortal Offering Department.
In just a few days, the imperial court sent people to suppress the local god.
The divine soul was scattered on the spot, and the Earth Temple was destroyed.
No matter how long the drought had been, the imperial court had not issued a yellow decree, and the various gods had not issued an edict to rain.
This was the outcome.
Emperor Ming Xuan was the second emperor, and he was in charge of the world. Who dared to disobey him?
The local temple, even if you lost your believers and the incense was constantly depleting, everyone was anxious and could only let it go.
"Why hasn't the imperial court issued the Yellow Book of Rain? The commoners in the suburbs are still commoners!"
This official was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, but there was nothing he could do.
"No, I have to go to the capital to see Lord Shing Wong. I can't just wait."
The Earth God disappeared into the ground.
The next moment, he appeared in the capital, where every inch of land was worth an inch of gold.
Another puff of green smoke appeared in the City God Temple built by the Immortal Worship Department in the south of the city.
At this time, the Chenghuang Temple was filled with incense and worshipers. There were many worshipers, fruits, vegetables, and animals.
I only ask for rain from Lord Shing Wong.
One solution to the heavenly stems.
In the main hall of the City God Temple, the commoners knelt on the ground.
However, there was also a Shing Wong Temple below that mortals could not reach. It was no different from the temple above.
It was as if it was a replica.
But this place was filled with cold winds and the wails of ghosts and gods.
However, there was a special kind of dignity and righteousness in the Yin Qi.
Lord Shing Wong sat on the main seat, with the four judges and the 24 officials gathered.
The leader, Lord Shing Wong, was the secretary of the Immortal Offering Office. He was a first-grade righteous god and had ruled the capital's underworld for hundreds of years.
Even the most powerful Ghost King outside was just a kid in front of Lord Shing Wong.
Whoosh!
The Earth God appeared and knelt in front of Shing Wong.""Lord Immortal, why hasn't the Imperial Court issued the decree for rain?"
It was clearly a decree, but these gods had done the work.
The commoners had water to eat, and everyone was happy.
The Imperial Court also suffered no losses.
Why not?
The Earth God could not figure it out.
Lord Shing Wong looked at the ground indifferently and sighed.""The Imperial Court has its own intentions. You don't have to think too much. Just wait and see."
"How long do we have to wait? The commoners can wait, but the crops in the fields won't wait."
" Do you think I don't understand this logic? But the imperial court didn't issue a decree for rain, so I can't do anything even if I'm Lord Shing Wong."
A Judge Wen snorted coldly,"I think it's clearly not the court's problem. The problem lies with the Monster-Slaying Department."
"Their Monster Slaying Division has been unable to complete their task of capturing demons in the past few months. They are afraid that Emperor Ming Xuan will punish them, so they came up with a fishing method."
The demons and devils were hiding in the depths of Mount Tianxing and refused to come down. Even if Demon Slayer Sikong had martial strength, he could not do anything about it.
He just wanted to create chaos in the hearts of the people and let those evildoers take the opportunity to go down the mountain and fish in troubled waters.
They were going to use the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.
" Damn the Demon Slayer Division! They only know how to catch demons. Don't they know that the people in the suburbs have no water? Many people will die. Once people die of thirst or hunger, they will develop resentment and turn into ghosts."
"They're not afraid. No matter how many ghosts there are, what does it have to do with the Demon Slayer Department? If ghosts run amok, the imperial court will only blame us, the Immortal Worship Department."
In the hall, the gods discussed angrily.
After a few words, the Earth God roughly understood. He was so angry that he blew his beard and glared.
Catching demons was for the sake of the common people, but because of catching demons, it would lead to starvation everywhere. Wasn't that putting the cart before the horse?
"Damned Head Paragon Wei, you really aren't a son!"
Yes, not a son…!
The gods were reunited.
Who was Head Supreme Wei? He was the boss of the current Demon Slayer Department. His status was equivalent to that of the three dukes.
It was said that he wasn't a human, and his true form was a divine beast, which was why he was able to oversee the Demon Slayer Division.
Overlooking all the demons in the world.
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