Everyone in the Heroes Club was now crowded on the side of the boat, looking nervously at the river.
By now, of course, they all know that this is not a trick, but a real battle to slay demons.
The outcome of this battle is related to their life and death, so everyone's heart is hanging in their throats.
At this time, some time had passed since Lu Jing and Xia Huai entered the water one after another.
Mr. Bai couldn't care less about the previous disagreement and asked Chen Tong, who was holding a lantern beside him, "You have good eyesight. Did you see anything?"
"Uh...no."
Chen Tong's eyes widened and he tried hard to search the water, but he could see nothing except the roaring wind and waves.
On the other side, a man wearing a Taoist robe was counting with his fingers. His fingers were flying up and down, and he was mumbling something, and at the end he looked solemn.
"Pindao has already figured it out. The big snake is not just an ordinary monster. It has some true dragon blood in it. Now that it has awakened, it will be difficult for the two immortals Lu and Xia to deal with it."
But before he could finish his words, he heard someone retort, "Fuck you! When did this happen? Mi Suan, you are still causing trouble here. It doesn't matter if outsiders don't know your details. Who among us heroes doesn't know you?" I originally worked as a monk in Zizhu Mountain, but later I became greedy for making money by telling fortunes, so I switched to the Sanqing sect. You know how to tell fortunes, and how can you not cheat money by observing people's words and emotions?"
Mi Suanzi blushed at what he said and was about to refute.
But someone on the other side shouted, "Blood... so much blood!"
After hearing this, everyone looked in the direction he pointed, and sure enough they saw the river there turning slightly red.
"It's over, Pindao got it right," Mi Shuanzi said with a sad look on his face, "The two immortals Lu and Xia have already been bitten to death by the demonic snake."
Others were also shocked by what he said.
But at this moment, Chen Tong suddenly said, "This blood is not theirs."
"Why?"
"Because there are too many, it is impossible for ordinary people's blood to dye such a large area of the river red."
"That makes sense." Mr. Bai's eyes also lit up.
Mi Shuanzi, on the other hand, looked stern, but still insisted, "It's hard to say, Lu and Xia are immortals, and immortals may have more blood than ordinary people."
But as the storm on the river gradually subsided, Lu Jing and Xia Huai emerged from the water again, and Mi Suanzi's character as a divine fortune teller was completely shattered.
He looked at the two people who walked around underwater, but there was not a drop of water on them.
Everyone in the Heroes Association couldn't help but marvel in their hearts. After a moment, someone said, "Immortal Chief, that dragon...oh no, it's the snake demon."
"We have already killed him." Lu Jing said.
"The two immortals are really good at it!" Mr. Bai gave a thumbs up.
Others in the Heroes Association also thanked Lu and Xia for their life-saving grace.
If it hadn't been for the two men's action just now, all the people in their boat would have perished in the river. Not only did they survive, but they also witnessed a battle between immortals and monsters.
And this wonderful battle also inspired their creative inspiration.
Many people are flooded with literary thoughts at this moment, wishing they could run back to their rooms right now, compose music and lyrics, and then travel all over the world to sing it everywhere.
However, the parties involved, Lu Jing and Xia Huai, didn't seem very excited. They just asked the boat owner to find a place to dock as soon as possible.
Although the two of them have killed the big snake, their whereabouts have been exposed. If they stay on the boat any longer, they will only become living targets and will also affect other people on the boat.
But before getting off the boat, Lu Jing asked someone for a teapot, fried the remaining tea for the guests, and gave each person a bowl.
Mr. Bai and others did not doubt that he was there, so they drank it happily.
This is the fairy tea given by the immortal. It smells very fragrant, but it may have other effects.
They don't seek to prolong their lives, as long as they can eliminate some of their hidden illnesses or hidden injuries, that's what they've earned.
Unfortunately, all this tea can erase is their memory.
When the farewell tea took effect, they had no memory of what happened in the river before, and not only what happened in the river, they also forgot that Lu Jing and Xia Huai had been on the boat.
Lu Jing and Xia Huai on the other side did not stop for a moment after getting off the boat. They first walked out for twenty miles, then changed direction and walked ten miles before slowing down and taking a break.
In order to get rid of possible pursuers and stalkers behind them, the two of them simply did not enter the city and spent the night in the wild.
Early the next morning, Lu Jing and Xia Huai ate some solid food and continued on their way.
The two of them chose remote paths that were less traveled by, and were not afraid of encountering wild beasts and bandits.
Anyway, with their skills, no matter how ferocious beasts and bandits they encounter, they can easily deal with them.
Four days later, the two came to a ruined temple, and it happened to be raining heavily.
Although Xia Huai had a water-avoiding trick to avoid getting wet in the rain, there was nothing he could do about the mud under his feet. If he stepped on it, his boots would be covered with mud in a short while.
And now it is no more than in the past, it is becoming more and more difficult to absorb the secret power from the world. In the previous battle in the river, Lu Jing was the main attacker, while Xia Huai used spells to provide containment. The consumption was not too great, but it was not until yesterday that she lost the The secret power is replenished.
It is obviously not cost-effective to use magic just for a mere rainstorm.
So Lu Jing suggested that he go to the temple to rest for a while and wait for the rain to stop before leaving.
Xia Huai had no objection. He held the sword in his hand and walked towards the temple first.
Pushing open the creaking temple door, the first thing you see is a large cobweb, followed by a clay statue behind the cobweb, which is ten feet tall and appears to be an unknown mountain god.
Anyway, neither Xia Huai nor Lu Jing knew each other.
But Lu Jing didn't know why, but he always felt that this scene was a bit familiar.
At this time, Xia Huai had already begun to inspect the mountain temple.
This place is not big, and you can basically see the entire temple with just a few casual glances, but Xia Huai still walked around all four corners.
And she soon made a discovery.
"Hey, there's someone here." Xia Huai said as he walked around behind the mountain god statue, "He seems to be still alive."
As a result, after she finished speaking, she found that Lu Jing's expression became strange.
"Is that man you see an old beggar?"
"Well, how did you know?"
Lu Jing did not answer, but continued to ask, "Then is he blind?"
"This..." Xia Huai walked up, hesitated and put away the long sword in his hand, then reached out and patted the old beggar on the shoulder, calling softly, "Old man, can you hear me?"
The old beggar turned over and then slowly opened his eyes. Xia Huai suddenly noticed that his eyes were gray.
