The only thing Ning Shu worth a little money is God's blood, Poseidon's God's blood, but he doesn't know whether the other party knows the goods.
"Do you have any wish, I can help you realize it." Ning Shu asked, the next time you do a task, you must exchange some clothes.
Otherwise, as it is now, run naked!
The girl shook her head, and then she thought of something. She paused and said, "It hasn't rained for two months, and there is almost no water in the well."
Even if there is water, it is still a bit of muddy water. I have prayed to the gods for a long time, and it has not rained.
The girl just talked casually, and didn't expect Ning Shu to rain.
Ning Shu said, "If I can rain, would you give me the clothes?"
The girl didn't believe it at all, "If you can rain, I will give you the cloth and make you a beautiful dress."
Only gods can control the seasons. It is raining and windy. This woman who popped up suddenly has her hair exploded and she is very beautiful, but it doesn't mean it can rain.
"It can rain at night, so get your clothes ready," Ning Shu said.
Ning Shu pointed his finger and lowered the temperature of the clouds. The colder the water vapor in the air would turn it into water. This is the principle of artificial rainfall.
The girl was skeptical, and she didn't believe in Ning Shu at all. Ning Shu didn't care. She found a place to sit down with her chin and asked the girl who was weaving: "What's your name?"
The girl said without looking up, "Arakney, won't you leave?"
"I don't have a place to go now, I have to wait for your clothes." Ning Shuchao said indifferently, "but I think your name is a bit familiar."
Alachni, who knows how to weave, Ning Shu asked, "This is Lydia."
"Yes." Arachny.
Ning Shu:...
Ning Shu looked at the dark-skinned woman and gave a tut. After running so far, she also met someone who was involved with Athena.
Ridia's young girl is named Arakney, and her textile level is unmatched.
The woven shawl is as thin as a cicada's wings but warm as fur, and the patterns on the fabric are lifelike. Even the birds fly into the house from the windows to peck the cherries on the embroidery.
She was young and everyone praised her. She couldn't hold her back triumphantly, boasting: "I am the best weaver in the world, I am even better than Athena."
Athena knew, and of course the other gods also heard.
Athena immediately left and came to the small village of Lydia where Arakney lived. Arakney was spinning and weaving in the house, and when she heard a knock on the door, she opened the door.
At the door stood a tall, blonde beauty, reserved and solemn. Probably guessed who this beauty is, and bowed down under her knees.
A soft voice came from Arakney's head: "Well, confused girl, I am the Athena you ridiculed, can you give me a reason not to kill you?"
Arakney shook his head desperately, sobbing, and begged Athena for forgiveness.
"Poor boy, you are proud of your talents, your talent has ruined you like the sting of a scorpion."
Athena gave him a chance, that is, the two bet to weave, whoever can weave a beautiful cloth, the person who loses will never be able to touch the spindle.
Of course, Arakney lost in the end. Arakney was very afraid of fear and directly took the twine and hanged himself.
Athena looked at Arakney's face turned purple, her eyes protruding, and her hair erect.
So Athena touched Arakney's shoulder with her hand, Arakney's face turned from purple to black, her eyes became more prominent, her body contracted, and her hands and feet became longer.
Athena touched the hanging rope again, and the rope shook for a while, and the movement became thinner and thinner until it became a slender silk, with a small hairy multi-legged insect hanging on one end of the silk.
Those who lose the bet will not be able to touch the spindle or weave. The kind-hearted Athena turned her Lacklin into a spider and let her continue spinning and weaving in the bushes.
Ning Shu:...
If they die, you will let them die, and turn people into ugly spiders.
Turn Medusa into an ugly snake monster, and turn a girl into a spider.
A few are so ugly-_-||
Alakni is contented with brilliant textile technology, and Athena becomes an old woman to make Alakni to fear the gods.
Arakney didn't care very much, and Athena must be angry, really thinking that the gods are magnanimous.
Ning Shu said, "You are amazing, these cloths are so beautiful."
"In fact, I can weave more beautiful cloth." Arachny said.
"It's important to be humble, and to make a fortune in silence is the kingly way." Alachni is a human woman, although she is very talented, but she has no power to bind a chicken. This result is certain.
As the ancestor of teaching human textile technology, Athena will tolerate a human being to say that someone can weave better than her
"I don't understand what you are talking about. Everyone says that I weave very beautifully." Arachny said.
Ning Shu held his chin and looked out the window. Some dark clouds gathered in the sky, blocking the sun, and the earth became a little gloomy.
"You can make clothes for me, now it is covered with dark clouds, and it will definitely rain in the evening," Ning Shu said.
"When it really rains, I'll be able to make the clothes for you soon." Alanick said.
Ning Shu sat cross-legged on the ground and began to practice, hurrying to practice.
With a bang, there was thunder in the sky, Alanick was a little surprised, and walked out of the house to look at the sky.
In addition to Alanick, many people waited out of the house for it to rain.
The thunder became denser and denser, Ning Shu stopped practicing, ran out of the house, and flew to a place close to the thunder.
Ning Shu stood on a tree, watching the thunder and lightning approach, decided to attract the thunder and absorb the power of the thunder.
Ning Shu took a deep breath, to provoke the thunder and lightning, and a thunder and lightning struck Ning Shu mercilessly.
Ning Shu's hair stood up, smoking, and Ning Shu opened his mouth and puffed out white smoke.
There was the power of thunder flowing in his body, I don't know if it was because of the baptism of the thunder of Zeus before, Ning Shu felt that this thunder was not as painful as the thunder of Zeus.
The power of thunder that Ning Shu absorbed, and the power of thunder that crackled in his dantian, were also rewarding.
Ning Shu continued to provoke the thunder and lightning, and the thunder rumbling loudly hit Ning Shu's body one after another.
Ning Shu's mouth was spitting out smoke, and the flesh was about to be cooked.
After the thunder and lightning, the heavy rain fell. Everyone took out the clay pots and put them on their heads to catch the rain. Some people ran wildly in the rain or danced.
Ning Shu returned to the house, the thatched cottage was a bit leaky, ticking.
Alanick’s own fabric was collected, and he was about to make clothes for Ning Shu. He watched Ning Shu carefully and asked, "I will make clothes for you. Are you a god?"
"No." Ning Shu sat down and began to practice, suppressing the thunderous power of the riot in his dantian.
(End of this chapter)