After taking all the villagers away from the upstream, Yu Qinggong rushed towards the direction of Mo Guyuan. It happened that shopkeeper Tong walked out of Yunzhou with him. The two of them were talking and laughing, as if old friends reunited. What Yu Qinggong saw For a moment, he clearly remembered that the two of them were not so familiar with each other outside the ancient road a few days ago.
"Mo Guyuan, what are you talking about? Are you so happy?" Yu Qinggong waved and shouted from afar.
Mo Guyuan raised his head and waved to Yu Qinggong and said with a smile, "The boat that shopkeeper Tong sacrificed before was the magic weapon Chuan Yun Zhou refined by the Wuying Sect. I was lucky enough to ride on it once. It is an indispensable thing to ride on the clouds and ride the mist and swim proudly in the sea of clouds." A lot of fairy dust."
Shopkeeper Tong nodded in agreement and said, "Yes, this was given to me by chance from a friend when I went to Nanshan to experience training. It is actually coming in handy now."
Yu Qinggong rolled his eyes and saw that the atmosphere between the two was harmonious. He subconsciously looked behind them and saw the village chief of Xinghua Village and Jiang Chen standing blankly behind. Their expressions were different, and Jiang Chen looked even more ugly. To the extreme, he doesn't even want to raise his head to see anyone.
"They..." Yu Qingqing glanced at them with his peripheral vision, his purpose was self-evident.
Mo Guyuan paused, and then told shopkeeper Tong his purpose of coming here simply and clearly, and explained that he did not intend to cause the water in the river to surge, nor was he trying to transport the water to the river.
Shopkeeper Tong listened carefully to what Mo Guyuan said. After understanding the ins and outs of the matter, he just looked back at Jiang Chen and saw that he was still stunned in place. He planned to call him over to explain the matter clearly, but it seemed that Knowing the relationship between shopkeeper Tong and the two of them, Jiang Chen, after hesitating for a while, walked downstream indifferently without speaking to anyone.
"Such a stubborn young man, does he still think that we are here to harm Xinghua Village?" Yu Qing pouted and said with dissatisfaction.
The old village chief walked slowly with a wooden crutch. He glanced at the direction Jiang Chen was leaving, and then sighed bitterly, his face full of helplessness.
"Village Chief, please stop hiding it. These two young heroes are friends I met outside Shiwanda Mountain. If you have anything to say, just talk to us so as not to deepen the misunderstanding." Shopkeeper Tong patted him gently. The old village chief said with a smile on his shoulder.
The old village chief shook his head and said, "Old man, although I am not as powerful as the immortal cultivators on your mountain, I have lived a lifetime, and I can still tell a lot about people's faces. Earlier, this girl helped my villagers in distress. Among them, old man, how can I have any prejudice against the two young heroes? But as you know, Jiang Chen, if he hadn't met that dragon that transformed into a human form and bewitched him ten years ago, how could he have ruined his family and his parents in the end? A tragic death."
Hearing this, Yu Qinggong and Mo Guyuan were both startled. They had indeed heard him say a few words on the bridge, but the specific reason was not clear.
Shopkeeper Tong seemed to know something inside. He held the dragon-slaying sword tightly in his hand, his face was livid, and he said bitterly, "If there wasn't something wrong with my mountain gate ten years ago, how could I have allowed that little dragon to take advantage of it? But it's my fault." He was careless, and the river transport was already a great blessing, and he had the protection and care of his predecessors. It was reasonable for him to be worried about some water monsters who wanted to go to the river, but he didn't expect that the dragon was so vicious. Not only did he have to walk through this It is unforgivable to flood and harm Jiang Chen's family."
Mo Guyuan squinted his eyes and looked at Jiang Chen's figure that was about to disappear at the end of his sight. He cupped his hands and bowed, and asked Shopkeeper Tong, "Can Shopkeeper Tong tell me something about the whole story of that year? I saw that young man wearing Hatred, even if we didn't kill his whole family, it seems that whenever it involves a monster like Zuojiang, he will show great hatred and murderous intent. If this continues, I'm afraid he will lose himself."
Shopkeeper Tong's eyes were indifferent, with slight ripples in his eyes. For a moment, he retracted his thoughts and led a few people walking while saying, "Actually, it's not a secret. As early as ten years ago, when Jiang Chen was a seven or eight-year-old child, , loves to play in the irrigation area, and he has excellent water qualities, so he has often been immersed in the water since he was young, and he can come and go freely from upstream to downstream, just like a fish in water."
"At that time, Jiang Chen's parents were well-known winemakers in Xinghua Village. The family's source of livelihood was through Xinghua wine making. The water of the Guanshui River was clear and pleasant. Jiang Chen would often come to the Guanshui River to help him. Parents share one or two tasks, fetch water, and use the water to fill the river.
Brew that mellow and pleasant apricot flower wine. ” As if he was remembering something from the past, at the end of the sentence, shopkeeper Tong’s face suddenly became a little softer. His eyes swept across the apricot blossoms by the river downstream, and his eyes were full of gentleness.
Seemingly knowing some of Shopkeeper Tong's emotions, the old village chief took over the topic and continued, "But one day, when Jiang Chen was out playing in the water, he met a woman about the same age as him in the upper reaches of the Guan River. , the little girl came from nowhere, but was brought here along the flooded river. Perhaps she was unconscious because of drowning. Later, Jiang Chen took her home on his own initiative. After returning, After her parents took careful care of her, the little girl finally woke up."
"Ever since the little girl woke up, Jiang Chen has been quite warm-hearted and has been around her all day long. Even Guanhe, whom he likes, rarely goes there to play, but the little girl hasn't said a word since she woke up. Even if we asked her where she lived and whether she had parents or relatives, she would remain expressionless and indifferent."
"As time went by, the villagers stopped asking too many questions. They just assumed that the little girl's brain had been damaged by the water or she was mute. So everyone agreed to let her live in Xinghua Village temporarily until one day. She can think of whatever she can before making plans. Two years have passed in peace and harmony. During this period, I saw that Jiang Chen's child was very fond of the girl. In addition, Jiang Chen's parents are kind-hearted people, so those two This little girl has been living in his house for many years, and the two have been inseparable. More often, we can also see that although the little girl has not spoken, she still seems to have her own feelings. Not only has she been following Jiang Chen, she has arrived. Later, we would even go to the river to fetch water and carry it back home with Jiang Chen. Although the little girl was young, she was very strong. She was much more stable than Jiang Chen when walking on the country roads."
"At that time, the two of them seemed to be childhood sweethearts. Many elders in the village even joked with Jiang Chen's parents that they should keep this girl and arrange a baby bride for his son. It would be regarded as the beauty of adults and a match made in heaven. His parents also liked to hear this and were quite pleased with it. I fell in love with this little girl who never spoke. I thought that the whole family would live happily in the future."
"Until one night there was a violent storm. The situation at that time was similar to today. The water flowing into the river surged. Not only the upper reaches, but also the lower reaches of the river flooded both sides of the river embankment. In order to prevent the villagers from being harmed by natural disasters, every household They stayed behind closed doors and stayed as far away from the swollen floods as possible from Guanhe River. But at that time, Jiang Chen's parents discovered that the little girl had never come back since early in the morning when she went out to fetch water. They were anxious and worried. We villagers bravely went to both sides of the irrigation water. Some people lit up lamps and shouted, while others ventured out of the river in boats, just to find traces of the girl."
"At that time, many men in the village who were familiar with water went to fill the water, and Jiang Chen took the lead. He eagerly rowed along the upstream area to the downstream, shouting all the way, but did not see the figure of the girl. Just when everyone thought she had encountered an accident, another flash flood broke out in the upper reaches of the Guan River. The flash flood was so violent that the water was overturned and turbulent. Because of the sudden incident, the villagers still in the center of the river had no way to escape and were swept up alive by the flash flood. Among them, that natural disaster also caused many of my villagers to die innocently."
"Jiang Chen saw this strange thing and swam to the shore with all his strength. But just when he was lucky enough to save his life, he actually saw the figure of the girl downstream. There were three arch bridges in the downstream area. The figure of the girl is stuck under the second bridge." At this point, the old village chief's expression gradually became serious.
"The three arch bridges are about three feet apart from each other. There is an iron sword hanging under each bridge. This is a rule passed down by our ancestors. The purpose is to deter those monsters who come here to cross the river. When we rush When we passed by, we were shocked to find that the iron sword hanging under the first bridge was missing, and the iron sword under the second arch bridge was also in pieces, full of cracks, and crumbling. But we didn’t think too much about it at that moment, we just thought it was river water. It surged and washed away the iron sword under the bridge. When we confirmed that the girl was still breathing, we finally felt relieved. After we brought her back, this matter was slowly forgotten by us, except for the injuries and injuries that night. The sacrifice has become a lingering haze in our hearts."
Mo Guyuan and Yu Qingqing listened extremely seriously. Halfway through, they already had some doubts about the girl's identity. They suppressed their thoughts and continued to listen to the old village chief's story about that year.
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"Even so, the villagers were very happy to find the girl and successfully rescued her. Moreover, after that night, the little girl was able to speak. This was something that no one expected. Since she After being able to speak, she became much more lively than before, with more smiles and words on her face. This made everyone fall in love with this innocent girl even more. Among them, Jiang Chen's parents couldn't put it down and regarded her as... Of course, the happiest child among them is Jiang Chen. At that time, I often saw him showing off everywhere." The old village chief sighed and said slowly.
"It's just that no one would have thought that the little girl worked so hard to win the love and trust of everyone in Xinghua Village, and even relied on Jiang Chen's love for her to trick him into constructing the three arch bridges. He went down to pick up the iron sword and asked Jiang Chen to accompany him to swim from upstream to downstream. Without the restraints of the three iron swords, the little girl acted as if she was in an uninhabited land, and acted even more unscrupulously. Until she reached the end of the village, she faced Jiang Chen's The face jumped out and turned into a long dragon, soaring upward without a trace."
Mo Guyuan was stunned and said, "She just left like this?"
The old village chief paused for a long time, and the corners of his eyes suddenly became moist. He looked up to the sky in sorrow and cried silently.
