Tai Cangshan, Prince Peak.

By this time, tourists on the mountain can no longer stay, and have been asked to leave the mountain gate and leave the emperor. In the Xianle Palace, there are more than a thousand Taoist people who are doing evening classes, and the four national teachers are presiding over the golden statues that are up to five feet.

Inside the Prince's Hall, both sides are praying lights that line up from the ground to the ceiling. Thanks for falling from the sky, falling lightly onto the platform of God, just sitting in front of his god.

As soon as he waved his hand, there was a breeze on the ground, and countless lights slowly rotated. The lights are blurred, and all the people have looked up, singularly, and there is a whisper. Guo Shi originally squatted on the chair with his eyes open and suddenly opened. He said, "This is the end of the day. Go back."

The people got up and retired. Although the other three deputy national teachers could not see the pity, but they also guessed that something had come, and they retired and closed the door of the temple. When the high door was closed, thanking the pity could not wait to speak. He said: "National division, do you know about the drought in Yong'an? There seems to be no movement on the other side of the father's emperor. Is it something going on in the middle? Or is he not clear about the specific situation?"

The priests must not manifest themselves in the presence of mortals, except in one case. That is in front of the high-level monk who is a teacher and a teacher. These high-ranking people are the spokespersons of the priests in the mortal world. Therefore, thanking the pity can directly talk to the national teacher. The rule of "the Prince's Temple cannot be worshipped" is that the pity is conveyed by the mouth of the national teacher.

He thought that there were any special circumstances that led the innocent people to deal with the disaster in Yong'an, and they had no choice but to know that the country had not reached the point where the dead had reached the dead. Who knows, the national teacher said: "The Lord is still safe. No major events have been made, and I know very well about the Yongan disaster."

Thanks for your pity, said: "Why did the father come to the emperor every time, I have not heard him pray for Yongan? How can I even mention it?"

Although he did not agree with his father all the year round, he also knew that the lord was not a sinister king. Although self-sufficiency is the emperor, it is more important than honour, but it does not indifferent to the victims. Guo Shidao said: "This is not a matter for the Lord. It is my suggestion that he and the Queen should not mention Yongan when they pray."

"..."

Thanks: "Why?"

Guo Shidao: "Because it is useless."

Thanks for your pity: "What is useless?"

After a pause, his mind turned and he said, "You mean, because I am a **** of war, and can't manage the drought, so it is useless to me? But you forgot, I am not a **** of war, I am still Prince Xianle. My nationals are now deeply immersed in the heat, how can I sit back and ignore?" For a moment, he said, "The urgent task nowadays is to treat the victims of Yongan. I am tired of asking you to speak to my father. What temple temples have been repaired, and there are too many Princes temples in the whole country. I dont need them. There are also those golden statues that can be melted and funded for disaster relief. In the west, Yongan is suffering from drought and water, and then a river is dug. Leading the water in the east, irrigate the crops, nourish the land..."

As he said, the national teacher shook his head and muttered: "It is too early. It is too early."

Xie pity said: "What are you talking too early?"

Guoshi said: "Why do I say that you should not fly too early, do you understand now? Because your nationals have not yet died."

"..." Xie pity eyes wide open, screaming and angry: "National teacher! You... What are you talking about? What is it... What is my nationality still not dead?!"

Guoshi said: "You are already a god, but you must not forget your identity when you are a mortal. You can't even get rid of the dust. But you are in it, but you can't do anything, and only a mess."

Thanks for sitting on the platform of the gods, the national teacher stood under the platform of God. It is clearly that he looked down on him. But when the national teacher said this, it seemed that he was the one who was high above. Thanks to pity: "How can you be powerless? If you do it, you will have a reward. It is a little bit to save a little, even if it is just to save someone, it is better than not to ask. If you are not willing to represent me to the father Communicate, then I will go find him."

Xie pity Huo Ran got up, the national division grabbed his clothes and shouted: "Come back! Do you know why the shrine can't show the spirit in front of the mortal? The rules set for thousands of years, naturally have his reason, don't be stupid!

Thanks and pity, he turned back and said, "What can I do? I can't, then I can't, can't, Guoshi, now in my land, many people are going to die! Isn't God just because it can save the people? Is it God? If I can't appear at this time, then when will it appear?! What is the meaning of my ascent?!"

The national teacher grabbed him and sighed: "His Royal Highness, hey, Your Royal Highness. You know, what did I see?"

Calm and calm, Shou, and pity sat down again, said: "Please say."

The national teacher stared at him and said: "I saw your future, it was dark."

Thank you for not squinting: "You may have read it wrong. I only love to wear white."

Guo Shidao said: "I am afraid that you will not be able to save your nationals. Instead, you will be dragged down by the people of your country."

Thanks to the pity: "My nationals are not like that. They can distinguish between big and bad. If I can't save them, it would be meaningless to stay in the altar."

Half a sigh, the national teacher sighed: "While your father can't say that it is right, but you can't say it is wrong. You said that you have to allocate funds for disaster relief. In fact, your father is not dialed, you can see how it works. You said you have to dig the river to divert water. Look at the river yourself and see if you can do it."

Thank you for your blessing, "I understand. Thank you, Master."

After leaving Tai Cangshan, he went all the way west to Yongan City in Xianle Country.

For twenty years, Xie has never felt that the sun is so hot and deadly. When he stepped on the first step of the land, he felt dry. The heat was unbearable, and everything in the air seemed to be distorted. When the sun is shining, the earth is split into pieces of broken clods, old and horrible. There is a deep ditch on the side of the road. It seems to be a river course, but it has seen the bottom due to drought. The black river bed emits a strange stench. After walking for a long time, he actually did not see a field. Maybe, but, I must have seen that it was originally a field.

Thanks to pity and walked around and looked around, the hot wind blew his long hair messy, but he did not have the mind to sort out. At this time, I suddenly heard a person cried behind me: "His Royal Highness!"

Thanks for the pity, seeing the two black figures rushing in, it is the wind and the feelings. Thanks for the straightforwardness: "Is there any information?"

Fengxin shook the chest and clothing fan wind, said: "Yes. The whole west is short of water in the past two years, this year broke out. Yongan is the most serious here, the river is dry, the rain is not enough, the land can not be planted. The rich people Well, as long as you have money, you can get water and food from afar. However, most wealthy people have already moved their families to the east. The rest are either poor or unable to run."

Thanks to pity: "The national teacher said that my father was not doing anything, but also ordered disaster relief. Why is it still so serious?"

Mourning cold channel: "Put 10%, the next layer, peel one layer. Stripped to the end, there is no left. Naturally it is so serious. As I see it, instead of sending it to the locusts, it is better not to dial."

Breathing for a moment, thankful and strong, anger and anger: "I want the locusts to spit out and eat them."

Mu Qing reminded: "Your Highness, you have forgotten, this is not what you should be. The priest can not intervene in the mortal. The frozen three feet is not a cold day, the lord of the Lord is dedicated to human affairs, this is him He can't manage his duties. You still have the pledge of countless believers. How can you cope? You want to manage this, and you want to manage it. In the end, you will be tempted to get rid of it. Moreover, this is only a temporary solution. ""

Fengxin used his hand to shade, saying: "If you want to cure the problem, you still have to have water. Otherwise, your Highness will let the national teacher tell the king of the country to transfer the water to the west to evenly?"

Xie pity shook his head and said: "I only said this idea with the national teacher."

Wind channel: "What do the national teachers say?"

"..." Xie pity a bit, said, "Probably just can't say it. However, I have found that it is not very feasible. To divert water, we must first dig the river. However, the river will be levied on the people. I don't know how many years it will take, and the people will not be able to afford it."

Fengxin nodded and said: "Also. Far water can't save the fire."

Indulge in a moment, thanked the pity: "However, if the path of the mortal can't be solved, maybe you can try the path of the heavens. I heard that the rainer changed the previous years, and a new rain teacher was raised. People are very lonely. Can you come to visit and ask if you can use the form of rainfall?

After the rise of thanksgiving, in addition to seeing Jun Wu, he did not actively visit any of the priests, nor did he deliberately draw a close relationship with him. He was treated equally in the psychic array. It is a very strange thing that he is going to visit which official. Mourning but said: "No."

Thanks for turning his head, said: "How?"

Admire the feelings: "Your Highness, I only carefully checked the details. In fact, in the past two years, it was not Yongan or the lack of water in the west, but the entire Xianle country was short of water. Only Xianle East relied on the sea, the lake, and the river. It's not so obvious, so it's not a disaster at present. But the overall water volume and rainfall are a lot less than before."

Thanks to pity and big eyes, the enthusiasm continued: "If you really dig a river, or move the water in the east to the west by the law of rainfall, then Yongan may definitely ease this, but it can't be completely saved. They can only say that they have given a sigh of relief. At the same time, there will be great possibilities for the east of Xianle, and there will be drought."

Xie pity a heart tightened, said: "And the prosperous area of Xianle and the vast majority of the population are gathered in the east, which is more than three times that of the West, especially the Imperial City. Once there is a drought here..."

The wind letter also immediately responded: "The consequences are definitely more serious than Yongan, and more people will die!"

The emperor nodded and looked calmly: "The resulting movement will be even greater."

Taking a deep breath, thanked the pity: "So, this is what the national teacher said, my father has not done the right thing, but it is not the reason for the mistake. But it is a choice."

Admire the feelings: "So, Your Highness, no one is coming to your temple to pray for Yongan. It is a good thing. You will give it to the Lord and choose it."

Thank you for your pity, and I turned back.

Along the way, everyone he saw was dark skinny, men and children were bare-chested, the ribs on the chest lined up in a row, clear and extremely, the woman had a dead skin and no eyes. Everyone didn't want to move, and they didn't have the power to pneumatic. Everything exudes a dying stench. People want to scream and escape from this dying land, and immediately return to the prosperous kingdom of singing and dancing.

For a long time, he said: "You will stay here to help me, how much water can be shipped and how much. I think about it."

Wind channel: "Good. You think slowly, think about telling me how to do it."

Xie pity patted his shoulder and turned away. The feelings of love are faintly behind him: "Your Highness, you should think about it. We can help ten days and twenty days, but it is impossible to help one year or two, and we can save 100 people, but we cannot save hundreds of thousands. After all, you are a Valkyrie, not a water god. Even if it is a water god, you can't make water out of thin air. If you can't solve the fundamental problem, it's not a way to go down. It's a lot of money."