After it was completely quiet outside, Wang Xiaozhe and I went out and rushed to the Yellow River Pier.
It was already past eleven o'clock in the evening, and of course the people in the village had gone to bed long ago, so the whole village was quiet, extremely quiet.
Only the strong smell of incense sticks lingered in the air.
But when we left the village and came to the bank of the Yellow River, we found that there was a faint light of fire coming from the dock.
After taking a closer look, I discovered that it was several Taoist priests performing rituals.
They were still doing things here in the middle of the night, so they looked like they were not charlatans.
Otherwise, in this situation, people without any real skills would not dare to go to the edge of the Yellow River to perform rituals at this time.
After all, a lot of people died here last night, and a girl was even decapitated.
Wang Xiaozhe and I strolled along the river bank to the pier. However, we did not directly go up to disturb others' rituals. We just watched from the edge of the pier.
There were three Taoist priests performing the ritual, all wearing Taoist robes, and it seemed that the ritual had come to an end.
The altar was filled with incense and filled with charms, magic tools, etc.
At this time, a young Taoist priest brought up a basin of water, placed it in front of the altar, and placed a rolling pin that had been prepared in advance across the basin.
Then the Taoist priest presiding over the ritual picked up a kitchen knife covered with charms from the altar, walked to the basin, stepped on the Big Dipper, held the key in his hand, and began to recite the spell.
When I saw this posture, my eyelids suddenly jumped wildly.
Because looking at their technique, it feels like they are trying to kill a god or something.
This is on the edge of the Yellow River, so it can only be the River God.
I took a look at the Taoist priest who presided over the ceremony. He was not very old, probably in his thirties.
It's not because they are young, so I don't believe in their abilities. The main thing is that killing the river god is different from dealing with ordinary evil ghosts. If one of them is not good, big trouble will happen.
After all, as long as you have a relationship with the gods, things will never be simple.
While I was thinking about it, a small white snake poked its head out of the river, and then slowly crawled towards the water basin in front of the altar.
"Are they trying to kill the river god?"
Wang Xiaozhe frowned and said a little warily.
"It looks like it should be."
I nodded and frowned completely.
The so-called river gods in this river are actually similar to mountain spirits, except that the things in the river become the climate.
But after receiving the incense and ashes from others as offerings, this thing has become tainted with a certain degree of divinity.
In this case, even if the river god is really responsible, we should offer sacrifices and pray instead of directly killing the river god.
Moreover, the death of people in the river is definitely not caused by the river god.
These Taoist priests were really talented and brave. They didn't expect to start killing the river god directly.
"Fellow Taoist, please wait."
I saw that the little white snake was about to climb onto the rolling pin, so I quickly stepped forward to stop it.
But another young Taoist priest stopped us at this time.
"We are doing something, please don't disturb us."
The young Taoist priest said neither humble nor arrogantly.
"Fellow Taoist, I am a disciple of Wuji Temple in Kunlun Mountain. His Taoist name is Tianxing. He is taught by Taoist Yunxu. I dare to ask my friend, why do you want to kill the river god here for no reason?"
Wang Xiaozhe quickly stepped forward to show his identity and asked about the other party.
"It turns out to be Taoist Fellow Tianxing."
The young Taoist priest also bowed back and said: "We are from the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain, and we are impoverished. This river god is favored by others, but he repeatedly harms people, and his demonic nature cannot be eliminated, so we have to kill him." Get rid of it, now we have reached a critical moment, please don’t disturb me for the time being, and wait until the ritual is completed, so as not to disturb senior brother Wuchen. If the ritual is broken and it backfires, it will be troublesome."
As he said that, the young Taoist priest turned around and glanced nervously at the Taoist priest who killed the River God.
Now some of us didn't dare to speak.
Because we all know that in this case, if the law is broken, the person who does it will inevitably suffer from its backlash, and that will be an irreversible end.
I just didn't expect that these Taoist priests were actually from the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain. So they should know Lin Ze, right?
But at this time, I didn’t dare to ask, so I could only watch quietly from the side.
At this time, Taoist Priest Wuchen had a layer of fine sweat oozing out from his forehead, his face was getting paler, and he looked obviously struggling.
But the little white snake was still poking its head around the edge of the basin, but it would not completely reach the rolling pin.
Of course, this kind of thing is also spiritual. It knows that the snake will be chopped off if its head touches the rolling pin, so it is obviously resisting, but it is driven by the magic and cannot break free.
This stalemate lasted for a full two minutes, when the little white snake finally put its head completely onto the rolling dough above the basin.
The Wuchen Taoist priest quickly raised his knife and slashed it towards the white snake's neck.
But at this moment, the white snake suddenly retracted its head.
As a result, the knife did not strike the white snake's neck, but struck the white snake's head, directly cutting off half of the snake's head.
The half of the snake head immediately fell into the basin, and the bright red blood spread in the water instantly.
As for the white snake with half of its head missing, it was twitching and rolling in pain on the ground.
When I saw this posture, my expression suddenly changed.
If the River God cannot be completely killed, the person who casts the spell will naturally suffer its backlash.
Sure enough, Taoist Wuchen's body stiffened for a moment, and then he fell straight down.
I quickly stepped forward to take a look and found that blood was flowing out of all his orifices. This man must be dead.
"Senior Brother Wuchen..."
The other two young Taoist priests also quickly exclaimed and rushed forward.
Unfortunately, this man could not be saved and died on the spot.
If something goes wrong while killing the river god, once it is counterattacked, it will inevitably lead to the death of both the soul and the soul.
I quickly took a look at the white snake, only to find that it had struggled to crawl to the edge of the plywood.
"That snake, don't let it get away."
My expression suddenly changed, and I quickly exclaimed, then quickly formed a charm and raised my hand to throw it away.
But it was still a step too late. The white snake had already rolled off the deck and fell directly into the river.
At this time, other people also reacted, and then everyone's expressions suddenly changed.
Immediately afterwards, the originally calm river suddenly began to boil, and the water instantly turned red, turning directly into a river of blood in front of us.
For a moment, the river of blood surged and surged, as if thousands of innocent souls were roaring.
