"You are the Son of the Underworld!" After his shock passed, the Old Village Chief's face filled with joy. He looked at Luo Yunji and spoke in a certain tone.
"Why didn't you fall down?" Luo Yunji took a diamond-shaped Crystal Tablet from his robes and placed it on Zhang Xiaofan, then looked up curiously at the two villagers from Wuyuan Village before him.
"It's raining!" At that moment, many villagers outside all raised their heads curiously to look at the sky. It did not rain here, and it had never rained before.
When the villagers were touched by the rain, their faces filled with delighted surprise.
"The aura of the Yellow Springs!" Countless villagers looked up in delight at the raindrops drifting down from the sky.
"Village Chief! The aura of the Yellow Springs!" A villager ran over with his face full of joy, shouting loudly as he ran.
More and more villagers gathered. Luo Yunji bent down uneasily and dragged Zhang Xiaofan, who was still lying on the ground, wanting to escape.
"Son of the Underworld!" The Old Village Chief suddenly knelt before Luo Yunji and called out respectfully and joyfully.
Seeing this, and hearing how the Old Village Chief addressed Luo Yunji, the other villagers hurriedly knelt as well, calling respectfully, "Son of the Underworld!"
Luo Yunji froze. He stopped dragging Zhang Xiaofan and straightened, looking curiously over all the villagers kneeling to him.
"Why aren't you falling down?" He tilted his head curiously as he looked over the dense mass of people kneeling on the ground before him.
When the Old Village Chief heard this, he immediately prostrated himself flat on the ground.
Seeing that, the others also lay prostrate on the ground.
Only then was Luo Yunji satisfied. This was the familiar scene that should