I am a martial god, proving the way with a sword

Chapter 30
A few days passed in a blink of an eye, and it was October [-]th, Dayu's traditional festival, the Water Dragon Festival.

Xiu Niang carefully prepared the food, sacrifices and money, and chanted: "The sky dragon blesses, the earth dragon forgives sins, and the water dragon relieves misfortunes.

Today is the Water Dragon Festival. Let’s go to the Shui Dragon King Temple in Xun City on the outskirts of the city to pray to the Dragon King for relief.When my parents were alive, they would specially pray to the Dragon King to remove bad luck. "

Song Boyu originally wanted to continue practicing martial arts at home, but seeing Xiu Niang attaching so much importance to it, he had to help prepare together.

He didn't believe it in his heart. If there really was a water dragon that could relieve disaster, then he must not have protected his family. Otherwise, why would he encounter a naked corpse and his parents would die?
But he didn't say this out loud to avoid hurting Xiu Niang's heart.

Yingning also followed the two of them very diligently and cleaned up together.

When she was waiting to go out, Xiu Niang went to call Mr. Wu next door. Yesterday, we all met and went together.

Along the way, Wu Yan was very interested and danced and said: "Speaking of this Xunshui Dragon King, he is really a bit mysterious.

Legend has it that he was originally an official of the former dynasty, named Wu Chengmin, and he was a good official who was highly popular among the people.

He served as the magistrate in Zhangxiang Prefecture and controlled the Xunshui for ten years. He dredged the river, repaired the river embankments, and built the famous Xunshui Weir. He completely controlled the unruly Xunshui and used it for irrigation, which benefited the people of Zhangxiang. "

"He is indeed a good official. The water conservancy matter is beneficial in the present and his merits will be in the future. But how did he become the Xunshui Dragon King?"

Song Boyu asked in confusion.

At this time, the crowd was bustling with people, all heading in the same direction, and Song Boyu held the hands of the two younger sisters tightly to avoid getting lost.

"That's a good point!" Old Man Wu Yan's white beard jumped with his expression: "He is respected by all the people, but he is also jealous of villains and falsely accused of rebellion.

The last emperor of the previous dynasty was also a foolish emperor, and actually sent a large army to redress the rebellion. In the end, Wu Chengmin tied up the military camp and asked to go to Beijing to argue.

The general was so focused on seeking merit that he didn't care about anything else, so he pinned him directly in front of Xunshui Weir and beheaded him.

It is said that the rushing water that day rolled up his body and disappeared.

Since then, there has not been a single flood in Xunshui for nearly a hundred years, and the Xunshui Weir has irrigated thousands of hectares of fertile farmland.

The local people said that he had merged with Xunshui and became the Dragon King of Xunshui, forever blessing the people of Zhangxiang Prefecture with good harvests. "

Hearing this, Song Boyu couldn't help but sigh: "Whether he will become the Dragon King or not, we don't know, but Wu Chengmin can indeed be said to be the benefactor of all people."

The four of them followed the torrent of people and walked for several more miles before finally arriving at the Dragon King Temple in Xunshui. Here there are mountains, water and fallen leaves. The Dragon King Temple is surrounded by mountains and rivers, blending into the scenery.

This situation is exactly "the red leaves are all over the cold stream, and the empty mountains and thousands of trees are all along the way".

Song Boyu suddenly felt refreshed and thought to himself: "This place is quite elegant. Even if it is used as a daily outing, it is also very good."

With this mood, he simply looked at the scenery around him and slowly followed the crowd into the temple.

This temple goes in and out in four directions, and it is not very big, but after entering, you will feel that there is something strange.

Song Boyu felt his whole body shaken, and his heart beat extremely violently. This reaction was extremely unusual.

He grabbed the hands of his two sisters, tried hard to maintain an ethereal state, and looked inside.

In this blurred inner vision, there is a faint silver light shining in the heart, which seems to be telling hope and desire.

Almost instantly, Song Boyu understood that the silver fragment in his heart reminded him.

"In this temple, there should be an obsessive object similar to the Tongzi Kung Secret Book. And it should be higher than the two obsessive objects, the Tongzi Kung Secret Book and the blood-stained hatchet, because the reaction of the silver light is very different this time!"

Song Boyu stopped looking inward and began to observe his surroundings carefully. He quietly let go of his two sisters' hands and walked through the crowd.

This is a rare opportunity, and he must seize it. Every obsession means a new bubble, a period of life, a history that can be experienced repeatedly and learn knowledge and experience.

He followed the feeling of his heartbeat and walked through the crowd. He was a 12-year-old child, already strong and soft. At this time, he was like a catfish entering the water, walking through the crowd very fast.

His heart beat faster and faster, his eyes became anxious and sharp, and he slowly stopped.

Unknowingly, he had arrived at the back door of the temple. There were many people here, especially the old pine tree not far from the door, which was as thick as four people hugging each other, and a large group of people gathered there.

As Song Boyu got closer, his heartbeat became more and more violent. He couldn't help thinking: Could it be that ancient tree psychic, recording a period of time?
He walked closer, his hand close to the ancient tree, and his heart beat faster.

But nothing unusual happened, Song Boyu frowned, wondering if he had overlooked something.

"One hundred cents? Why don't you go and grab it!"

"That's right, that's right. It costs a hundred cents just to touch it. It's too expensive."

"Are you the shaman of Dragon King Temple? Why do you feel like a liar!"

"Hurry up and return the money and give my father's money back!"

……

Song Boyu turned to the other side of the tree and saw a group of people surrounding a fat man with a black face wearing dark shaman clothing, talking non-stop.

The fat black witch kept shaking his head, holding something in his arms, and took out an ultimatum from his sleeve.

"This is an ultimatum from the government, and I am the official shaman of the Dragon King Temple!

What I hold is the official paperweight used by Xunshui Dragon King before he became a god. . "

The fat black witch Zhu glared at everyone and shouted with spittle flying around.

"What's the use of that! Don't say it's true or false, even if it's true, what can happen if you touch it?"

"That's it, just one or two pennies for a lucky draw, why do you need a hundred pennies!"

"Pay back the money quickly, you damn liar."

……

Everyone was talking in a flurry, but the fat black witch Zhu didn't listen at all. His saliva continued to fly: "Bah! This is a magical object that can get rid of bad luck. It's a transporting magical object. If you touch it, it's real." Can be transported.

I'm sincere in giving you a hundred coins, and I'll ask for it back. Be careful if the Dragon King punishes me, and I won't touch it anymore. "

After saying that, he pushed everyone and squeezed out.

This person is dark, fat and strong, and there is no way for others to stop him. He was deceived and angry, and his head was sweating from anxiety.

The fat black Wu Zhu walked up to Song Boyu and wanted to push him away, but he couldn't push him away at all. He couldn't help but said angrily: "Where are you from? Get out of the way!"

Song Boyu closed his eyes, feeling the beating of his heart. He suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were sharp, which startled the fat black witch Zhu.

"give me."

"what?"

"Sell me your paperweight for transport."

"Ten taels of silver, I won't sell it for any amount, I'm just robbing it from the grave..."

Fat Black Witch Zhu almost let something slip and quickly covered it up.

Song Boyu directly took out ten taels of silver ingots and stuffed them into his hand, then held the cold stone paperweight and took it away from Fat Black Wu Zhu's hand, then turned around and ran towards the temple.

His heartbeat continued to accelerate, and there was a faint silver light coming out of his body. Song Boyu hid the stone paperweight so that no one could see the silver light flowing on it.

"Oh, I'm going! It's a robbery. Don't run away, little boy. Master Zhu You, I'm going to spank you hard!"

The fat black Taoist priest rolled his eyes, stuffed the coins into his waist, shouted at the top of his lungs, and chased after him, hoping to steal the ten taels of silver.

(End of this chapter)