Please Do Not Disturb My Cultivation

The Feijian workshop is still being debugged, and Lin Wen has been staying in Shangxi Town during this time.

On the second day after the equipment was installed, Yan Liu Henshi, a cadre of the Democratic Party, rushed to find him.

"Sheriff Lin!"

His face was full of anxiety.

"Hurry up and think of a way to save us!"

"What's wrong?" Lin Wen actually planned to go over to assist in the debugging of the equipment, so he stopped after hearing this.

"Sheriff Lin, we, we..."

Rock, a burly man nearly two meters tall, cried out like a little girl.

"We reclaimed 100,000 hectares of land. The brothers who followed us worked from dawn to dusk for nearly three months. Only then did we plant wheat, rapeseed, radish and Chinese cabbage on 1.5 million mu of land. Everyone pointed to this. Many vegetables were about to be harvested. I didn't know that bastard had poisoned our water source."

"Fortunately, the water source was cut off early, so that the poisonous water did not flow into the farmland. However, our water conservancy facilities are also out of water. The rivers and streams coming down from above actually come from those two lakes. Experts say that the lake water purification will take at least a month, but the fields have not been watered for seven or eight days. The winter water for the wheat has not been irrigated, and the vegetables are about to die."

"This is all our hard work, Chief Lin, we have tried many methods, 1.5 million mu of land is too much, and our water is too little, why, no matter what. I, I..."

"alright."

As soon as Lin Wen raised his hand to stop his words, he looked up at the sky and said.

"It's a quarter past two in the afternoon. It's raining cats and dogs. Remember to take things out to catch the rain."

"ah?"

Yan Yan Liu Henshi looked at the sky suspiciously, the sky was clear without a cloud, and the sun hung lazily in the sky, as if mocking him.

"Lin, Sheriff Lin, we check the weather forecast every day. The Meteorological Bureau says it will be sunny during this time."

Lin Wen said casually: "The Meteorological Bureau made a mistake, I will ask them to correct it immediately."

"But, it doesn't look like it's going to rain."

"The weather is also wrong, I'll ask them to correct it immediately."

Yan Yan scratched the back of his head, not knowing what to say, but Lin Wen had already got into the special car and left without a trace.

After a while, a new weather forecast came from the radio.

"A message was urgently broadcast. The Changshan County Meteorological Bureau stated that the previous meteorological work was wrong. I hereby apologize to everyone and update the correct weather news."

"The weather in Changshan County today is sunny to torrential rain, southeast wind 3-4, daytime temperature 10-15 degrees, nighttime temperature 1-3 degrees, ultraviolet rays are weak, and colds are prone to occur. Those who are ready to go out, please bring umbrellas. Roadside stall owners, please pay attention to rain...I'm done, County Chief Lin, can you put your gun..."

Click, the latter part was pinched immediately.

Located in the radio station in Huai Town.

The director of the radio station wanted to rush up and kick the mentally handicapped announcer to death, but now he had no other choice. He could only run wildly over, and saw Sheriff Lin putting the gun back into the arms of a man with a cold and imposing expression behind him.

That was obviously the legendary crow that killed people without blinking an eye.

The director's feet softened, and he knelt down in front of Lin Wen.

Lin Wen was very upset: "Get up, why are you kneeling when you have nothing to do?"

The head of the station trembled: "I, I, I am comfortable on my knees."

There was a flash of light in Lin Wen's eyes, and he looked up at him. The aura of the director was chaotic and mixed, like a pot of boiling weed soup, but there was no black aura.

He snorted.

"Forget it, I'm leaving."

"Remember, the content of the broadcast in the future must be close to the lives of the people and their stories. If you don't understand, you can go to the construction site and work for a month. Don't broadcast "The Secret of the Dragon Group Beauty Agent and Sheriff Lin" and "The Widow of the King Attacks Sheriff Lin at Night".

"Yes Yes Yes."

The director's head was dripping with cold sweat, and he already hated the members of the Long Association Department to death. These sensational headlines were all thought up by them.

When it was aired, I swore that nothing would happen. I talked a lot about it, but what happened?

Sheriff Lin's face turned black as soon as he stepped into the studio, and he pulled out the gun on the spot.

The director thought they were going to die, and his pants were wet with fright. Fortunately, Sheriff Lin just forced the announcer to interrupt a message.

"I won't hang out with you anymore." The director who survived the catastrophe thought bitterly.

At 2:15 in the afternoon, Lin Wen had already chosen a spell.

There are many spells for praying for rain, and their effects are also different, but even the lowest level of spells are golden core spells.

【Rainstorm】

The dark gray golden core spell consumes 200% of the primordial spirit and causes heavy rain in an area, lasting up to 12 hours.

Fortunately, the Yuanshen has been restored to more than 100% in the past few days.

Lin Wen rejoiced in his heart.

Otherwise, we can only use good conditions to cast spells.

For Lin Wen now, casting spells with good karma is not only a loss of good karma, but also affects the effect of [Fate of Space]'s spell consumption reduction and good and evil karma reduction.

This is Lin Wen's most critical supernatural power at present.

In order to use this spell, Lin Wen came to an empty and uninhabited land near Shangxi Town.

In order to prevent him from explaining if something amazing about this spell is seen.

Then Lin Wen picked up a branch at random, drew a gossip diagram on the ground, and pointed to the sky with one hand.

"Rain is coming!"

The spell is activated.

Mortals can't see the gray light soaring into the sky, rushing into the sky along the direction of Lin Wen's finger.

Then, a miracle happened.

There was originally a cloudless sky, but suddenly black clouds came from all directions and rushed towards Lin Wen's finger.

In an instant, the entire sky was covered by black clouds.

The originally sunny land became gloomy and gray, and rumbling sounds came from the sky.

With a bang like a thunderbolt, bean-sized raindrops poured down, hitting the ground and stirring up balls of dust.

A huge cheer erupted in Shangxi Town in the distance, even though Lin Wen was so far away, he could still hear it clearly.

The torrential rain soon became heavier, and as far as the eye could see, it was covered with a curtain of water, and the moist rain steamed from the ground.

It was only at this time that Lin Wen realized that he had made a big mistake.

No umbrella.

As a result, Lin Wen was drowned by the rainstorm he summoned, which may be unique in the entire history of cultivating immortals.

"What am I pretending to be doing?"

Lin Wen, who kept blaming himself in his heart, finally ran to Shangxi Town despite the heavy rain.

I saw people from every household in Shangxi Town running out, and all kinds of pots, tiles and pans were placed on the street.

With buckets, tubs or other containers on their heads, they reveled in the rainstorm. Their smiles are clearly visible even through the heavy rain.

The golden good fortune +1 continued to flash across the eyes.

Lin Wen suddenly felt that all this was worth it.

Anyway, he didn't have any soul anymore, so he simply joined the carnival and celebrated the belated rain of life with more than 60,000 farmers in Shangxi Town.

Lin Wen's joining caused an even bigger commotion. Almost every household in Shangxi Town ran out, regardless of gender. Fortunately, the town re-planned by Chen Xingtai had enough space, otherwise it would definitely not be able to accommodate so many people.

The cadres of the Democratic Party also crowded over, but Lin Wen didn't want to discuss work with them at this time. He frantically splashed water to stop them. Anyway, it was raining heavily, and the container was full in no time.

The townspeople followed suit one after another, cheering and pouring water on the people around them, as if expressing their joy of conquering the drought and their blessings for life.

As a result, in the torrential rain, there were countless waves of water splashing.

Yan Yan Liu Henshi, relying on his height and strength, took a bath tub and threw it wildly. He cried and laughed in the heavy rain: "It's saved, it's great, it's saved, it's great."

Yun Qingshui was also very happy at first, but accidentally got wet and got a little advantage of the butcher, and was chasing the butcher and beating him fiercely.

Chen Xingtai wanted to go to Lin Wen several times to discuss the construction issue, but every time he went, he was splashed with water.

He suddenly realized: "I understand. What Sheriff Lin means is to do what should be done, don't rush forward, don't force it, and lay a good foundation before moving forward."

So, he also joined in the splashing of water. He was young, strong and athletic, and the leader of the Democratic Party. He soon became the second most popular person besides Lin Wen. Wherever he went, water was splashed from all directions.

The petite girl Nightingale wanted to get close to Lin Wen several times, but there were too many people around, she was really embarrassed, she just shrank in the corner and stared blankly at him with a smirk.

About an hour later, Lin Wen stopped splashing water voluntarily because he was afraid that everyone would get sick after being exposed to the rain for a long time, and called everyone to go back to take a bath, change clothes and warm up by the fire.

Everyone agreed abruptly, put down their ladles one after another, and ran back.

Although it only lasted for an hour, this kind of joy and joy is engraved in their memory and will never be forgotten in their lifetime.

It has even become a custom in Shangxi Town, a fixed festival. Every year on this day, they will hold the Water-Splashing Festival to wash away the dust and troubles of a year's work, and to celebrate the joy of a good harvest.

Surrounded by the cadres of the Democratic Party, Lin Wen returned to their big house.

The Democratic Party is a typical collective living group. They all eat, sleep and bath together in various big rooms. Except for those with families, they basically live together.

Chen Xingtai originally wanted to happily pick up soap with Lin Wen. Discussing affairs when men take a shower together is also a characteristic of the Democratic Party.

It's a pity that there are not many people who can talk to Chen Xingtai. These quack men are loyal and kind, and they can handle specific affairs, but they are blinded when they rise to government affairs. The only thing they can talk about is Yun Qingshui.

But Yun Qingshui is a woman, so he can't break into the women's bathroom to have an awkward chat with Yun Qingshui, right?

So this kind of opportunity is very rare, but the problem is that Lin Wen didn't have the habit of taking a bath with others, he insisted on asking for a private room to wash by himself, which made Chen Xingtai very regretful.

After everyone changed into dry clothes, they sat together in front of the fireplace. The crackling wood in the fireplace conveyed the lazy warmth to everyone, not to mention how comfortable it was.

Nightingale thoughtfully brought green plum wine for everyone, and brought out wild game from the mountains, and grilled it on the fireplace. She was very skillful, constantly turning the wild game, cutting the skin and meat, and sprinkled spices and peppers. Soon the room was filled with the mouth-watering aroma of meat.

Chen Xingtai took a sip of the wine, allowing the slightly sour taste to spread on the tip of his tongue. The sweetness resurged after the sourness is the most charming part of green plum wine.

He smiled and said, "County Lin, our lumber mill is running very well, with high efficiency, and can produce nearly 80 tons a day, so the most indispensable thing in our town is wood. Everyone uses wood to make fires, cook, and keep warm. They basically don't use coal."

Lin Wen nodded, took a sip of the wine, his eyes lit up, and felt that the wine was very fairy-like.

"But recently, the Directorate General of Forestry in the Imperial Headquarters has not allowed us to cut down trees anymore. They said that we are indiscriminately logging and destroying the natural environment."

Lin Wen frowned.

Trees are important, but the premise is that people can survive. When the agriculture has not yet harvested, the logging industry is an important industry in Shangxi Town, and it has also provided a lot of help for the development of Changshan County.

How can it be stopped?

Most of the environmental madmen in the previous life, except for a few with mental illnesses, were dogs driven by profit. Otherwise, how could there be people who only stared at chopsticks and meat, and didn't even say a word about nuclear waste water?