River Tuluo Xian

Chapter 30
"Master, do you know the origin of the river god?"

Leaving Linzhou County, Jiang Ling and the monk came to the pier.

If only Jiang Ling was alone, he would not be sure to deal with the river god.

Firstly, he still doesn't know the details of the River God, and secondly, he also has a clear understanding of his abilities.

But now the monk promised that with his help, it would be different.

The monk has the ability to subdue demons, and he has a lot of experience.

If you don't take advantage of the opportunity to do something, you won't have such a condition next time.

The monk clasped his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, and said: "The river god of the Hujiang River was originally a dry snake. It grew up in the mountains for a hundred years, and it took another 500 years to transform into a dragon. It failed to cross the catastrophe. At this time, the mountain was destroyed by another snake. Occupied by a big monster, it was squeezed out. Somehow, it became the God of the Hujiang River.

Because of what happened to it, its temperament became tyrannical, and every time the valley rains startled the sting, the Hujiang River would be raging violently.

Most of the residents along the Hujiang River know about this, but why don't fellow Taoists know about it? "

Jiang Ling was in Chuangong's mouth at the beginning, but the version he heard was not like this.

Chuan Gong said that it failed to ascend and was punished by Tian Gong and suppressed in the Hujiang River.

Comparing the two, it seems that what the monk said is more true.

After all, is it so easy to ascend?

It takes a hundred years for a snake to become a dragon, and it takes 500 years for the dragon to transform into a jiao, and it takes another 500 years for the dragon to transform into a dragon.

Only by transforming into a dragon can it fly away.

"The Hujiang River is so big that it spans several counties. If you want to find this river god, where should you find it?"

"Fellow Daoist also knows that the Hujiang River spans several counties. Which river god are you referring to?"

"Is there more than one?"

"Naturally there are many. The Hujiang River is so big that it's hard to see its head and tail. How can one monster be so strong that it can monopolize the entire Hujiang River?
It's just a section of each palm. "

"Then Guobei County and Linzhou County belong to different river gods?"

"Probably so."

"If this is the case, it should be the river god of Guobei County who is looking for my bad luck, but why can he chase me here?"

"Guobei County and Linzhou County, this is just the division of human beings. Who knows how the strength areas of their river gods are divided? Moreover, Guobei and Linzhou are adjacent to each other. Guobei's River God found It’s not surprising to come here.”

"Master, if you want to find Guo Beihe God, where should you find him?"

The monk closed his eyes: "The poor monk doesn't know."

Look at him, it's not that he doesn't know, but he just doesn't want to talk about it.

As long as Jiang Ling can't find where the River God is, then he doesn't have to act.

Anyway, he has now fulfilled his promise and has followed him out.

But if he can't find the river god, then it's none of his business.

'If you don't tell me, it's not like I can't find it. '

Jiang Ling pondered for a moment, and there was something in his heart.

Where the God of the River is, you don't have to look for it far away, it is actually by your side.

Recalling the words of the boatman and boat passengers that day, they said that only Qingniu Village was not damaged by the flood in the past few days.It is because there are people in Qingniu Village offering a ceremony.

But how did the Human Sacrifice Ceremony in Qingniu Village come about?

Which expert came up with the idea?

Which expert and the river god pulled the line again?

You must know that the boat passengers said that they envied Qingniu Village, and that their village wanted to exchange human sacrifices for peace, but it was not enough.

This shows that it is not just one party's wishful thinking.

On the side of the sacrifice, there must be someone to set up a line with the river god.

Thinking of this, he went straight to the pier and boarded a transport boat: "Master, get on board."

"Fellow daoist, do you know where to find the river god?"

"The master will follow."

The monk seemed to be afraid of the water, so he went to the riverside to watch the transport boat, but did not dare to board it for a long time.

Jiang Ling urged him again and again, before he stepped on the deck bravely.

When he arrived on the boat, he shrank and began to close his eyes and chant sutras while sitting in the middle.

Although sailing in the daytime, even though they were traveling on the water, because of the blue sky and white day, even if there were evil spirits in the water, they would not dare to act presumptuously.

So Jiangling chose to go back by water.

It was not the old man who punted the boat last time, but two middle-aged men.Compared with the old man last time, these two people are more powerful.

After setting off, with the two pennies in his hand, he propped up the ship like flying.

Obviously going upstream, but the speed is slower than going downstream.

Even so, it took them more than half a day to reach Guobei County.

The monk vomited heavily on the way, almost vomiting all his bile.When he got to the shore, he sat like a dead dog for a long time before he recovered.

They stayed overnight in Guobei County, and took a boat the next morning to Qingniu Village.

Traveling by water, Guobei County and Qingniu Village are actually not far away, and they can be reached in half a day.

The last time Jiangling took a long detour through the mountain road, it took a lot of time.

Early in the morning, there are many ships docked at the pier.

All the boatmen shouted their destinations.

Jiang Ling took the monk with him, and went straight to a boatman who called "Qingniu Village".

"To Qingniu Village, when should we start?" Jiang Ling asked.

"Let's go in a while, how many?" The boatman smiled openly.

"Two." Jiang Ling made a gesture of invitation to the monk.

The monk rubbed his lower abdomen, the breakfast he had just eaten, he thought that it would be hard to save again.

Jiang Ling couldn't help laughing, this monk looked so tall and tall, he was actually seasick!
Just about to board the boat, the boatman suddenly looked a little strange, and looked at Jiangling again.

Mostly because I didn't dare to confirm it in my heart, I pulled my companion over and muttered a few words in a low voice.

They talked a few words, and then went to the boat to talk to some folks.

Just as he was speaking, a fellow on the boat suddenly blurted out and pointed at Jiang Ling and shouted: "Jiang Erlang... Jiang Erlang..."

That tone was like hell.

Several women also screamed even more and gathered together in fright.

If it weren't for the blue sky and bright daylight, they would really be screaming ghosts.

The boatman hesitated for a long time, and after seven or eight steps away, he asked Jiang Ling, "You... are you Jiang Erlang?"

Jiangling's body was the second child in the family, and the village custom calls the elder one Dalang, and the second child is Erlang.

It's not wrong to shout like this.

But Jiang Ling liked this title.

If the brother and sister-in-law of the original owner were cruel enough to send him as a sacrifice, then the last bit of family affection would have been severed long ago.

From now on, there will be no more Jiang Erlang, only Jiang Ling.

"If I remember correctly, you should be Uncle Huo at the entrance of the village?"

Jiang Ling searched for memories, and finally found the image of the boatman in a certain corner of his memory.

People from the same village are all acquaintances after all.

But after shouting "Second Uncle Huo", Chuan Gong's face suddenly turned pale.

"You you you... are you still alive?"

Today's Jiangling looks really different from before, and because of this, he didn't recognize it when he saw it for the first time.

Jiang Erlang in his impression was a dull boy.

When old man Jiang was still alive, he doted on him very much, and even sent this kid to study.

But since the old man Jiang died, this kid has relied on Jiang Dalang to live. He wears old rags and eats rough biscuits on weekdays. His label is poverty.

But now this image, wearing brocade clothes, almost looks like a nobleman.

Moreover, his posture is tall and straight, his expression is heroic, and his temperament is by no means ordinary.

If it wasn't for the similarity of that face, it is really unbelievable that he is Jiang Erlang.

"Today's boat, I don't know if I can sit or not?"

Seeing the frightened look on his face, Jiang Ling also asked directly.

　Well, the monitor was accidentally smashed, and the author's heart is bleeding.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)