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Chapter 121 Vermillion Snake White Flour Essence

May [-]th is not too far away, so it is necessary to speed up the completion of the dragon boat race.

If you want to speed up, you need to hire more people, and you have to spare no effort in manpower and material resources...

There is an order from above, and it will be implemented from below, so each village is assigned a team quota.

Therefore, the people in Tongjing Village complained quite a bit: "Which year is there a severe drought to hold dragon boats?"

"You don't understand this. Dragon boats, dragon boats, also have dragons. They are worshiping the Dragon Lord."

"Isn't it a sacrifice to Qu Yuan?"

"All, all."

The peasants couldn't tell the real reason why, some people thought that the superiors had their reasons, and some secretly scolded the dog officials in their hearts, but they dared not speak out.

"Master Lin, are you going to participate in the Dragon Boat Festival?" A village elder came up and said, "Our village produced a dragon boat, and all the other young and strong have been found. The only thing left is the manpower to beat the drums. After much deliberation, Master Lin You are the most suitable."

Lin Zhuming said with a smile: "If there is no one else, I will be poor."

The events of the bandits looting a few days ago have already been turned over in the hearts of the villagers. After all, life must go on.

The basic shape of the dragon boat has gradually taken shape in the hands of carpenters, and several painters are painting and painting.

The little children looked on.

The name of the dragon boat is "Qingqu", and it will enter the Jiangning River along the Qingqu.

The Dragon King of Jiangning is dead, and now there is a dragon boat race again, and every village gets a dragon boat.

The dragon boat has the shape of a dragon, and the dragon boat race is an extremely grand sacrificial activity, with tens of thousands of people watching.

If a dragon boat can be used to compete for the leader among hundreds of boats, why not win the leader in the competition for the title of Dragon King of Jiangning?
The significance of this event, in the eyes of those who practice the way of transforming dragons, is no less than "carp jumping over the dragon's gate". Therefore, the genus of turtles, snakes, fishes and insects that covet the throne of the Dragon King of Jiangning have already gathered.

Even Lin Zhuming didn't think of this situation.

But this is indeed a chance, the fifth day of May, Duanyang, the most yang day in a year.

It corresponds to the gossip "Ninth Five-Year, the flying dragon is in the sky, and it is beneficial to see the adults."

If you can't, don't jump, but care about the sky, why not fly?Therefore, it is called "Flying Dragon".Like a fish returning to the sea, it gallops freely.

As far as celestial phenomena are concerned, the Canglong Qisu appeared above the middle sky in the south, completely freed from the shackles of the earth, and it was a sign of flying into the sky.

Therefore, on the fifth day of May, snakes are very active, perhaps because they want to get a taste of the dragon spirit.

To avoid snakes, the old man sprinkled realgar powder and drank realgar wine...

Qingqu Dragon King, that is, Shanlong, as the young master of Jiangning and the guardian of the water source of Tongjing Village, Lin Zhuming personally invited him to come here, seal him, and set up a temple. , is one step in place.

Although the Jiangning River is only more than [-] miles long, it is connected to the Yangtze River.

Since ancient times, sailing on the Yangtze River has been very difficult and dangerous, so the wide riverside branch has become a natural safe haven for ships, a good place to dock for repairs and replenish supplies.

Jiangning River is the most famous river port among them, and it is an important traffic route with both water and land. During the Song Dynasty, Jiangning Station was established and has continued to this day.

If Shanlong became the Dragon King of Jiangning in one fell swoop, he would at least be a seventh-rank Dragon God.

It can even gradually rule the five small rivers nearby, including the Tongjing River, and become the general manager of the five rivers.

This opportunity... is something no one else would envy.

So last night, Shanlong asked Lin Zhuoming to help him.

He wants to fight for the position of Dragon King of Jiangning.

Mastering the Jiangning River is also very important to Lin Zhuming.

"This finishing touch, why don't you come from a poor way!" Lin Zhuoming looked at the dragon boat and thought it was very good, but he was a little less "spiritual".

The painter laughed and said, "Master Lin is willing to do the finishing touches, it's the best, but it's not completely finished yet, I'm afraid the dragon will fly away at night if the finishing touches are done ahead of time."

Lin Zhuming nodded. This is a story with the finishing touch, and folk craftsmen also have a lot of sayings, so it is not easy to give the finishing touch to the story.

"I fell into the water! Someone fell into the water!"

Along the Jiangning River, there was a sound of thumping and calling for help.

Immediately many people rushed over to save people, those who handed bamboo poles handed bamboo poles, those who jumped into the water jumped into the water.

Lin Zhuming didn't know water, so he didn't enter the water easily.

Just standing by the water and feeling someone calling my name.

Looking down into the water, I saw a human-faced snake swimming underwater.

Moreover, there are also human arms. The person who fell into the water was pulled into the water by such a snake with long arms.

"Bold!" Lin Zhuming yelled, and the basilisk didn't dare to call Lin Zhuming's name anymore, and dived into the water.

And Lin Zhuming hit with an evil talisman, and the basilisk haunting the man who fell into the water was also injured. After looking at Lin Zhuming with resentment, he dived into the water.

A corpse hunter has arrived, sitting in a small boat, but instead of saving people, he asks: "Who are his relatives? Do you pay to save people? Live 50 taels, dead 20 taels."

The unique occupation of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River, the corpse fisherman.

The man's complexion was pale, he was wearing a bamboo hat, and he was sitting on a boat, still muttering: "If you don't have money, you can feed the fish."

"Red Snake White Flour Essence."

Lin Zhuming recognized what it was.

Dongshenbu's classic "Taiqing Jinque Yuhua Immortal Book Baji Shenzhang Sanhuang Inner Secret Text" records the names of 72 spirits, and the real names can be driven away and used.

This Vermillion Snake White Flour Essence is one of them.

It was transformed by a drowned ghost, taking the shape of a snake or a fish, swimming by the water. When people saw a snake or a big fish in the water, they would be curious to approach them or catch them, and wait until they were very close to the water. The ghost can then cast demonic spells and call people's names.

It makes people confused, and then sprays a breath of ghost air on people's faces, and then falls into the water, drowns, and becomes a substitute for water ghosts.

The person who just fell into the water must have been killed by these two vermilion snake white-faced spirits in this way.

It's just that the vermilion snake white-faced spirit's harm to people is limited after all, but the corpse fisherman took the opportunity to threaten, and his heart of harming people is even more serious than that of demons.

Fortunately, there was no ghost spirit, and the bamboo pole was quickly caught by the man, and pulled ashore by others with concerted efforts.

The man who picked up the corpse cursed: "They are all poor ghosts, and they are not worth a lot of money."

Now he propped up the boat and left.

The man was rescued, his stomach was held down, he spit out a few mouthfuls of stinky water, his eyes were still dull.

Then someone asked Lin Zhuming: "Master, did the water ghost imprison his soul? Why hasn't he returned to his senses?"

Lin Zhuming took a look and found nothing unusual.

But an old river worker next to him said: "The orifice is blocked by the silt of the water ghost, just push the silt out."

Sure enough, someone found that there was mud in this person's nostrils and ears.

So I helped to clean it and took it out. Sure enough, the person woke up quickly, coughing and retching, and even vomited out a dead fish.

(End of this chapter)