At night, the big ship sailed on the Qingjiang River.
Suddenly a thick fog rose from the water and stretched for more than ten miles, covering the wide river surface and both sides of the river in thick fog.
When the thick fog appeared, in a single room on the second floor of Luchuan, Xiao Qianjun's face wrinkled slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable.
"Elder brother..." she called softly.
Li Chaoyi, who was reading a book, also raised his eyebrows.
Then he put away his books, his green shirt fluttered, and he took Xiao Qianjun out of the boat and floated above the river.
Standing outside the ship and looking down from a high place, you can see the ship sailing in the thick fog, trapped in a strange state.
The entire ship was in dead silence, as if everything had come to a standstill.
Only on the second floor, in a single room, a beautiful woman removed her head from her neck and brought it to the window.
And in another single room, a young monk in gray clothes was chanting sutras with his hands clasped together and his head lowered.
"Elder brother, what's going on with this thick fog and that sister?" Xiao Qianjun asked in a low voice.
Even after leaving the ship, the little guy was still a little scared when he saw this strange scene.
Dense fog drifted and the ship was traveling alone. A woman took off her own head and was still able to move. The scene was too horrifying.
Li Xianyue glanced at the thick fog covering the entire Qingjiang River, then at the beautiful woman who took off her head in the boat, and the young monk who lowered his head and chanted sutras.
He opened his mouth and said, "The sudden thick fog is a strong resentment. It turned the entire river and the ship into this dead and strange scene."
Xiao Qianjun blinked and asked, "Does such a big resentment come from that...sister?"
"yes."
Xiao Qianjun looked at the beautiful woman in the boat who was standing by the cabin and starting to wash her hair. She didn't know what to say for a moment.
…
When the thick fog had just risen and the beautiful woman had just taken off her head, two hundred miles downstream, at the bottom of the river outside the East Ring City, a huge bronze bull lying in the mud opened its eyes. .
It looked upstream where the thick fog filled the air, and slowly stood up from the mud.
At this moment, a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old appeared in front of the copper bull with a swirl of water.
The young man touched Tongniu's ear and said comfortingly: "Don't worry about it, let her cut it off."
Tongniu moaned lowly, as if he didn't understand.
After all, as the Zhenjiang Bronze Bull, it suppresses all evil spirits in the Qingjiang River.
The young man smiled and said: "Good deeds and evil deeds will eventually be rewarded, and the way of heaven is reincarnation. This is a destiny, and we will not interfere."
Suddenly, through the endless water vapor, the young man saw the figure in green clothes flying out from the big boat, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.
"The scholar in the green shirt and the girl in the green skirt, are they the ones who came to the East?"
"The aura of merit and virtue emanating from him... must be right."
"Niu'er, you stay here, Master, I'll come as soon as I go!"
Wow——
The young man's body instantly melted into the river water.
The next moment, he flew out of the water from upstream two hundred miles away and came to Li Qianye and Xiao Qianjun.
Xiao Qianjun was startled and hid behind Li Xianyue.
Li Chaoyou looked curiously at this uninvited guest who emerged from the water without a trace of water on his body.
"Qingjiang Jiang Shen Shuisheng, I have met Mr.!"
After the young man stood firm, he bowed directly and introduced himself to his family.
"Qingjiang River God? We met by chance. This is the first time we met. Why do you give such a big gift?" Li Chaoyi asked with some confusion after returning the gift.
The young Qingjiang River God confessed frankly: "Sir, he helped seal the world and let me stop the Gezhou Shinto in the north and add another god of heaven and earth. I am a great benefactor to Beizhou Shinto. As the Qingjiang Water God, I know that my husband has arrived, and I will come here from now on. Goodbye!"
"So it's because of this. I've just arrived and I haven't reported my identity. How do you know it's me and you're not afraid of mistakenly admitting the person?"
The young Jiang Shen replied with a smile: "The "Xiufeng Mountain Sealing of Heaven and Earth" that Mr. presided over the sealing of heaven and earth has already been spread throughout Beizhi Gezhou with the Xianjiadi newspaper, especially to all the righteous gods in Beizhou. share."
"The most important thing is that Mr. Qianjun and Miss Qianjun contributed to the canonization of heaven and earth. As those who lead and accompany the sacrifices, they possess the merits of canonizing the gods."
"My husband and Mr. Xiao Qian may not know this merit of becoming a god, and ordinary immortal monks cannot see it, but in the eyes of gods like us, it is like a bright flame in the night, and we can feel it without looking."
"So I will never admit my mistake."
I see.
Li Xiang understood, and Xiao Qianjun was no longer afraid. He stuck his head out from behind his senior brother and looked curiously at the first water god he met.
Then I discovered that there seemed to be nothing magical about this Qingjiang River God.
Sister Liu Hehe, who was granted the title of Peach Blossom Goddess, has also shown the sacred and majestic appearance of the gods.
The young Jiang Shen understood the meaning in the eyes of the girl in the green skirt, and chuckled: "Miss Qianjun, the gods' dharma cannot be displayed casually, as it will easily scare the water tribe in the river and the people on both sides of the river."
"Except for the day of the Jiangshen Ceremony, I usually don't show my holiness in the human world."
"Of course, if Miss Qianjun wants to see it, I can also show it, but I have to cover up my aura first."
Xiao Qianjun quickly shook his head.
Since it would frighten the water tribe in the river and the people on both sides of the river, she stopped watching.
Anyway, she has already seen Liu Hehe's sister's dharma images of the gods, and is going to attend the Donghua Mountain Traveling God Meeting. It is possible to see the dharma master of the Goddess and the Qingjiang Water God. It is okay not to see it.
Li Qingyue said: "Master Jiang, since you have..."
Young Jiang Shen interrupted: "Sir, I don't dare to call myself master in front of you. You can just call me Xiaoshui or Xiaosheng. You're welcome."
Seeing Li Changye looking at him with a little doubt.
He nodded immediately and added: "Really, just call me Xiao Shui or Xiao Sheng. If you find it difficult to speak, you can call me Xiao Qingjiang."
"Anyway, you can call me whatever you like, and don't be polite to me!"
Although he didn't know why the Qingjiang Water God was so familiar and eager to go, since people repeatedly emphasized it, Li Changyi had no choice but to let him go.
"Young... student, right?"
"Yes, sir, if you need anything, please feel free to ask me!"
"You are the God of the Qingjiang River. Everything on the river should be under your control, right? What do you plan to do with the reed boat in front of you?" Li Xiangyue looked at the big boat in front of him.
The big ship was still shrouded in thick fog, and the entire ship was still in a strange state.
In the single room on the second floor, the young monk in gray robe still lowered his head and chanted sutras.
As for the beautiful woman who had her head removed, after washing herself, she had put her head back on and changed into a red wedding dress.
When the young Jiang Shen heard what Li Xianyi said, he also looked at the big ship in the thick fog and replied: "Sir, this beheaded woman in wedding dress is named Feng Qiniang. She is here to take revenge."
"The people on this entire boat are related to the massacre of her family twenty years ago."
"Our Shinto follows the way of heaven and promotes reincarnation, so I am prepared to leave it alone. If you have no reason to interfere, sir, I would also ask you to leave it alone, so as not to be contaminated by the great cause and effect."
Li Xianyue raised his eyebrows: "Are the hundreds of people on this boat related to the massacre of her family?"
"Yes, without exception!"
Li Xiang was silent.
At this moment, the woman in the red wedding dress floated out of the room, her face pale, and she looked like she was crying and smiling.
(End of chapter)
