Becoming a fox fairy from Liaozhai

Chapter 734: The Plum Rain Has Not Stopped

Chapter 734: The Plum Rain Has Not Stopped

The community god was not afraid of dirt. He reached out and fished out the dead insects from the water and observed them carefully.

This insect corpse has no scales or armor, and looks like a bare meat cocoon with strange patterns on its body and a long and thin mouthpart.

After just a short while of observation, the insect corpse rotted into mud at a speed visible to the naked eye in the hands of the community god, emitting a strange smell.

Xue Nianjiao asked: "What kind of insect is this?"

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The community god pulled up a rice plant and saw that the roots of the plant had become soft and black and were rotten.

Xue Nianjiao became alert and asked, "Is the root rotten?"

Looking at the paddy fields again, the answer has actually been given.

The dead insects attached to the water surface rotted quickly, and the foul smell was so strong that people had to cover their noses.

This was a smell of soil mixed with rotting plants. Fortunately, there was no stench of rotting flesh and blood, otherwise Xue Nianjiao would have vomited.

The community god said: "Rotten air turns into insects, this is a disaster."

Xue Nianjiao said: "It's a disaster."

The community god looked at him, and Xue Nianjiao said, "The strange signs, phenomena, and objects caused by the disaster are not the essence of the disaster, but the derivatives of it."

"The real disaster is this plum rain."

The community god confirmed his statement and said, "You made it clearer."

Xue Nianjiao said, "I also found out after asking the Master. The Master said that we should stick to common sense, do our job well, and not lose our position. If we stick to common sense, disasters will not turn into catastrophes."

The community god praised: "He must be a man of high moral character."

Xue Nianjiao said: "Of course. Let's think about what to do. The alien insects are born from the rotten air, and the rotten air is caused by the death of the vital energy, which is stagnant and cannot be dispersed. In the end, isn't it still..."

"Sort out the earth's energy." said the community god.

Xue Nianjiao said: "It can't be done by just the two of us. My bones only weigh a few pounds, how many acres of land can I turn over? All the villagers have to contribute."

The community god said: "They don't know how to cooperate. It's not enough to just flip through the book to relieve depression."

Xue Nianjiao said: "If they don't know how to cooperate, then tell them how to cooperate. No matter how strong your old bones are, I can burn your statue in two days to prevent you from poisoning yourself."

"First survey, then draw a map. Tomorrow I will ask the village elders to gather the young and strong to start digging. There are still a few old cows in the village that can be used. I will go and get a bundle of night grass as a reward for them."

Xue Nianjiao stood at the edge of the field, his gray hair rippling in the wind and his tail waving in the wind. Somehow, the god of community could see his surging ambition.

The community god smiled, and the frozen vicissitudes and coldness on his face seemed to melt a little.

Xue Nianjiao asked: "What are you laughing at? I know you are good at farming, why don't you get started quickly?"

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After being busy for more than twenty days, Xue Nianjiao lost a lot of weight.

The strange insects born from the corrupt air did not cause any major trouble in the area where he was, and he had already passed the news of this strange phenomenon back to the Fox Courtyard.

His classmates at the Fox Academy helped him inform other foxes in case anyone got panicked when faced with the situation.

The community god was coughing, as if a shrimp was stuck in his throat that he couldn't swallow and had to spit out. Every time he coughed, his face turned red, and he would only stop for a while.

Xue Nianjiao looked at him with worry in her eyes, and said, "There is enough incense. If you can't eat it, you can use it to light lamps. Although it consumes more, it is not impossible to make full use of it. If you force yourself like this, I am afraid that the disaster will not pass. You go first."

The community god sighed and said, "I know what's going on. I'm trying to control myself. It's just a minor problem."

Xue Nianjiao said: "Floods, locusts, droughts, heavy snow, and endless rain. So many things have happened in the past few years. Who knows what will happen in the future?"

"If you collapse and another disaster strikes, I'm afraid it will be the end of you."

Xue Nianjiao didn't look at him, her tone was calm, she said: "Do you really think that if you are gone, someone else from above will be more responsible than you?"

The god of community pursed his lips and said nothing.

To be honest, he didn't believe it. If he wasn't an old farmer, born and raised in the land, and became a community god by chance, he wouldn't be able to understand the hardships involved and be able to do so many things.

The corrupt atmosphere gave rise to strange things, and although there was no trouble here, there was trouble elsewhere as well.

The community god did not want to continue the topic and said, "The grains are now shriveled and sprouting. If it rains again, the harvest will be a failure."

Xue Nianjiao pinched her fingers and said, "It's been two months and three days."

It’s been two months and three days.

Gong Mengbi stood on Fox Hill and observed the night sky. It seemed that his spirit had penetrated through the layers of dark clouds and merged with the bright moon and the blue dragon in the sky, trying to figure out the anomalies between heaven and earth from two different perspectives.

Originally, Princess Lingyi secretly revealed that he firmly believed that the plum rain should end in two months, but now it seems that two months is far from enough.

This was not something that could be done by human power. It was the chaos of the breath of heaven and earth that caused the conflict between yin and yang, and the invasion of water and fire. To stop this disaster, even the gods in heaven would have a hard time.

Gong Mengbi was worried.

Water is already being squeezed out of the soil on Fox Hill. Even the lightest rain, if continued for two months, will fill up the mountains, rivers and lakes, causing a more severe and tragic disaster that will involve not only humans but all living things.

The five ghost gods followed him closely, having developed a premonition that they were ready to accept his orders at any time.

Fortunately, things took a turn for the better as the night deepened.

An unknown cool breeze blew across Fox Hill, and a clear bird song sounded.

Before the foxes could react, Master Fox had already opened the windows and stuck his head out one by one.

When Fox Boy began to practice telepathy, he was not required to learn bird language. But when he arrived at the Sky Fox Academy, learning bird language was already a required course.

The bird was calling, "The venerable god Xunfeng of the Wind Department of Lingxu Biyuan Tianfu, General Zhaoming, has arrived. Please ask the fox queen Mengbi of Tianhuyuan to come and receive him as soon as possible!"

But then he heard a curse in the air: "Evil beast, what nonsense are you talking about!"

The bird cried out twice, begging for mercy.

Gong Mengbi had already arrived at the gate of the Fox Courtyard. He looked up and saw a white crane coming from the wind. On the white crane sat a thin Taoist priest with a yellow silk ribbon tied around his waist and a golden lotus pinned in his high bun.

The Taoist had skin as white as cream, a handsome face, and long eyebrows. His phoenix eyes were fixed on Gong Mengbi. He smiled and said, "The Envoy Zhaoming of Tianfu, with the guidance of Envoy Zhang of the Exorcist Court, has come to pay a visit to the Heavenly Fox Master Gong Mingfu."

He grabbed the white crane's neck with both hands, making it unable to breathe, unable to speak, with its eyes staring blankly, and it had to fall to the ground.

The white crane fell to the ground and landed at Gong Mengbi's feet.

The Taoist had already landed on the ground, looking clean and elegant. He bowed and said, "Daoist Mingfu, I have heard of your great name for a long time."

(End of this chapter)