Ao Muyang looked up at Lang Er, then looked at Lang Da: "Come here!"

Lang Da still pretended not to hear it. Old Ao walked over with a gloomy face, and suddenly a wail sounded from the wall: "Aowuwu."

Lang Er lies on the wall and wails, as if sad.

Ao Muyang didn't know what it was doing, so he continued to walk back with a gloomy face, pointing at it and saying, "Down here!"

Lang Er continued to tremble and continued to wail to the sky.

Old Ao stared at it for a while, thinking in his mind, are these two guys afraid of heights?

He thought this was wrong, because he took Lang Er to Dalong Mountain many times, but he never saw this guy afraid of heights. And when he just came back from driving, he saw Lang Er poking his head out of the wall and preparing to jump down. It was definitely not afraid of heights.

He thought about this for a while and thought Lang Er must have wanted to do something.

Sure enough, he looked back and found that the wolf was missing. He must have run into the living room and hid it when he was attracted by Lang Er.

Ao Muyang glanced at Lang Er fiercely. Lang Er felt the murderous aura in his eyes and finally put his mouth on the wall and stopped calling.

At this moment, Lao Ao was like a murderous ladder, stepping on the ladder to scold it.

But then he had a better idea.

He moved the ladder over, stepped on the ladder and carried a few ropes to the wall.

The walls around the yard are of simple style and hollowed out on the top. Then he passed the rope through these hollowing out and tied up the wolf two tightly.

When Lang Er knew that the situation was not good, it was too late. Lao Ao took off the ladder and left it tied to the wall like a rice dumpling.

"Aowu, aowu!" The wolf howl sounded again, and this time I was really sad and desperate.

Ao Muyang returned to the house happily. He originally wanted to prepare dinner, but not long after, there was another noise outside the door, "The village chief opened the door, I want to learn boxing from you."

"I am the dragon head, teach me how to box."

"Director Ao, I can give you money. I am a martial arts enthusiast. I want to take you as my teacher."

This is a ghost. Ao Muyang went out helplessly and opened the door and said, "What are you learning from me? I don't know much martial arts at all, I'm just fighting."

"Then can you teach me qigong?" asked a villager, "You learned qigong from an old Taoist priest when you were in the capital, right?"

Ao Muyang laughed and said, "Where is this rumor coming from?"

"Fugui said it, he said it was what you said to him in person."

Ao Muyang was stunned for a moment, and it took him a while to realize that he had indeed told Ao Fugui about this.

It was a long time ago. At that time, he returned to the village for the first time and took Ao Fugui's iron boat. He fell into the sea because he collided with Wang Dongliang's fishing boat. As a result, he not only had nothing to do, but also tossed Wang Dongliang. Ao Fugui asked himself how he did it. He found a reason to learn qigong with the old Taoist priest...

He patted his forehead and sighed, "I'm just kidding. Everyone has left, they have all gone. How can I, a probationary party member, have qigong? How can I believe in this set of things?"

Under his dissuasion, the group left disappointed.

In the end, two people stayed here, Ao Muyang said helplessly: "Why are you not leaving?"

One person raised his hand and pointed at Lang Er on the wall and said, "You abuse the dog."

Ao Muyang said, "Don't put on the hats randomly. My family is a wolf, not a dog, get out of the way."

"Then you abuse the wolf."

"Of course not, I'm playing a bundled game with it."

“Bundle game? On the wall?”

"This is called a high-altitude bundling game, which is even more exciting."

"You rural people are really good at playing."

After talking and persuasion, Ao Muyang drove everyone away. He didn't rest for a long time, and Jiang Xiaoyu suddenly came again.

Jiang Xiaoyu pushed open the door and smiled and said, "Oh, village chief, what did Meng Yi do wrong again? You were actually tied to the wall?"

When Lang Er heard someone mention his name, he lay on the wall and started crying, which was so aggrieved.

Ao Muyang snorted coldly: "Let him teach him a lesson, sister-in-law, why are you here to come to me? It's just to learn boxing from me?"

Jiang Xiaoyu asked strangely: "Learn boxing from you? What boxing do you learn?"

Ao Muyang smiled and said, "Just kidding, what's the matter with me?"

Jiang Xiaoyu said, "Oh, that's right. July is over now, but God just doesn't rain. The village can't stand the drought. Every day, villagers go to the office to find me a solution. I can't do anything. Someone came up with an idea and said, "Why don't we ask the Dragon Prince for rain."

Ao Muyang laughed and said, "What's the idea? You're just looking for me for this? Hi, it's hot, can you just call me?"

Jiang Xiaoyu snorted and said, "I want to give you a call, but it can't be reached."

Ao Muyang picked up his cell phone and saw that there were indeed two missed calls, both of which were called by Jiang Xiaoyu. He looked at the time. At that time, he was negotiating with the people who were going to become disciples outside. No wonder he didn't hear the ringtone of the cell phone.

Putting down his cell phone, he sat on a bamboo chair and said, "Now it is a new society, and the superstition of the old society is not promoted. I am a probationary party member in the assessment period. If the village holds a dragon king to pray for rain and sacrifice, what would it be like?"

Jiang Xiaoyu slapped her thigh and said, "Village Chief, why are you so careless? It is indeed a new society now, but asking for rain may not be superstition, but also a traditional activity."

As soon as she said this, Ao Muyang understood.

He patted his forehead and said, "Hey, I forgot about this. Now the town is doing the revival of the fisherman tradition. Let's hold a rain-seeking activity in the village. This is also a response to the call of the town government, right?"

"Yes." Jiang Xiaoyu nodded.

Ao Muyang stood up and walked twice. He said thoughtfully: "No matter what, I have to give the villagers an explanation, so let's do it!"

The Dragon Prince of Praying for Rain is an activity done by ancient fishermen in severe droughts. Those with a little knowledge will know that it is useless at all.

But as Ao Muyang said, he doesn't care whether it is useful or not, just give the village an explanation.

In addition, like the "Sea Sacrifice" activity, "Praying for Rain" is also a unique traditional folk culture expression of fishermen. It is very suitable for this season, so there is no need to be afraid of being gossiped about.

News about the launch of the Rain Dragon Prince event spread throughout the village quickly. Ao Muyang contacted the town. As he expected, the town government was very interested, and Lu Zhichao promised to give them support.

However, Lu Zhichao reminded him that this event should not cost too much money, just make a situation and go there. As long as it is lively and there is a sequel, don’t make it as brilliant as the sacrifice to the sea.

This is a difficult situation for Lao Ao. He really wants to deal with the villagers, but Lu Zhichao is still busy and has a meeting. This is really a bit too much.

The news of praying for rain not only circulated in the village, but also spread to other villages. Before dinner, Yang Shuyong called him to come over and eat, saying that there was something delicious.
Chapter completed!