In the early morning, steam rises from the cool river water.
The morning sun has not yet risen, and the mist-filled river is very quiet. The slowly drifting wisps of fog bring a chill. The surface of the river is white, the sky connects the river, the river connects the sky. The distant mountains on the other side are like the legendary fairy mountains in the sky. If there are literati here, I will definitely recite a few poems praising the picturesque scenery.
After a while, the thick fog clinging to the river surface slowly flowed, which was magical.
It's like putting a layer of gauze on a river mask...
Lujiang Town is right by the water. There are hundreds of households in the town, which can be considered a big town. It relies on mountains and water to eat. Most of the townspeople living by the river rely on fishing or ferrying on the river for their livelihood. There are fishermen carrying fishing nets on their old wooden boats, hanging lanterns, and casting nets into the misty river.
A certain man was the first to get out of the boat, rowing his oars through the quiet river water and moving forward leisurely.
The fog wetted his eyebrows and beard, and the hair on his slightly old face was covered with water drops. The boat was blurry and difficult to see clearly as it passed through the fog. In the distance, a waterbird flew close to the river and disappeared into the vast fog.
The man wiped the water droplets on his face and cursed. Perhaps he was cursing the stinginess of the landlords in the town, or perhaps he was cursing the fact that not many fish had been caught in the river recently, and that people upstream did not know what to do, but they could catch fish every day. White hair and swollen corpse.
I hope today won't be too unlucky.
Come to the waters where fishing is frequent, pick up the fishing net and cast it out hard!
Wow~
The fishing net fell into the water and tightened, and the man's hands skillfully pulled the fishing net back. The fishing net was empty and contained nothing. However, the man may have been used to catching nothing in one net, so he tidied it up and continued to cast the net.
The strange thing is that after several nets, nothing was caught.
The man cursed loudly, and his cursing turned into talking to himself, saying that he could catch and sell fish to buy hairpins for Widow Hu in the village and stay at her house for a few more nights.
An ordinary fisherman in a small town was fishing on the river. The water was slow at the bay. The man looked up at the mountain tops in the distance illuminated by the rising sun. The entire lake was much brighter and the river could be seen. Occasionally there were broken wooden boards flowing down the river, and he decided to catch a big one today.
"Hey~!"
The fishing net was thrown far away and fell into the water. After it sank, he pulled it back hard. When he pulled it for the second time, the man's hands stopped. It was so heavy! In stock!
The fisherman with a happy face pulled hard, but soon his face turned ugly because he couldn't pull it at all.
Obviously, he was either hanging on the reef or was caught by a half-floating gloomy log. If he didn't let go, he would probably be dragged into the water with the net and he would be drowned. Just when he was feeling distressed and ready to let go, suddenly the fishing net came back again. It became loose, which was very strange. The fisherman bent down and looked into the water out of curiosity.
Then, I saw the long white figure under the water...
"Damn it! I fished out the river god!"
The man sat down in the cabin...
Something big happened in Lujiang Town.
A man from the Qiao family fished in the morning and caught the Dragon King in the river. However, the Dragon King was motionless and seemed to be dead. After discussion, the fishermen and boatmen in the town just fished it out and had a look. They took action as soon as they were told, and gathered a dozen people with fishing nets and ropes to sink the water half-submerged. The floating white dragon was pulled to the shore.
Before noon, all the people in the town, men, women, old and young, gathered on the river beach.
One by one, they stood on their feet and looked at the long river god pulled up from the water by the men in the town. Several ropes were put around his head and body and pulled hard, little by little toward the river beach.
The old man marveled and told the legend of the Dragon King. The children gathered around the motionless white dragon and occasionally reached out to touch it secretly.
The women gossiped, and the men gathered together to discuss what to do.
To ordinary people, a twenty-meter-long giant white snake is no different from a dragon. According to the rules handed down from ancestors, when encountering a big snake, they must call it a dragon. The reason is unknown. Besides, they don't have much experience. Anyway, they feel that calling it a dragon king is definitely right.
Some people suggested building a tomb and building a temple for the dead Dragon King, while others suggested sending the Dragon King back to the river, but no solution was found despite all the noise.
Suddenly, a certain idle guy who hadn't had breakfast said something.
"Anyway, the dragon is dead. They say that dragons are mythical beasts and eating their meat can lead to immortality and cure all diseases. It's better to just eat it."
Instantly, the atmosphere became weird...
In particular, the saying that immortality cures all diseases has touched the hearts of some people. The landowners in the town, who originally wanted to eat dragon meat, were delighted to hear this and fanned the flames. For a group of ordinary people who are accustomed to legends of gods, ghosts and ghosts, dragons Meat has an irresistible attraction, and the eyes staring at the white dragon gradually become greedy.
"I don't care if it lives or lives. I haven't eaten dragon meat in my whole life. Get it!"
Then, the people of Lujiang Town rushed towards the huge motionless white snake like crazy, waving the hatchets in their hands or grabbing it with their hands. However, even if the hatchets slashed at it and the sparks flickered, their hands could not pull it away, which further confirmed that the Dragon King was established. Rumor has it that a quick-thinking person went home and slashed the wound with a kitchen knife. The cut was not too deep, but red blood flowed out.
Seeing the legendary dragon's blood, someone lay directly on the huge dragon and opened his mouth to drink the blood...
Bai Yujun had a dream.
I dreamed that I fell into one of those tall ant nests near my hometown in Shiwanda Mountain. Countless ants climbed up and bit and drank blood. The flesh and blood were bitten off in one bite and it was painful. I wanted to turn over and crush the ants to death, but I was so injured that I had no strength!
The picture in front of him was blurry and flickering, and he finally woke up, and then he saw a scene that frightened the snake.
A group of men, women, and children clung to his body like ants, frantically tearing at his wounds and swallowing blood...
In desperation, he tried to twist, but was unable to do so due to the serious injury, so he only swayed slightly.
"Ah! The dragon is still alive..."
Some people retreated in fear and ran away. They had been exposed to the legend of dragons since they were young, especially when they worshiped the Dragon King of the River all year round. It was okay to eat some of the dead Dragon King's meat if they had the courage to do so. They were almost frightened to death when they found out that the Dragon King was alive.
It's just that those who drank the snake's blood and their eyes turned red due to the strong energy in the snake's blood became crazy.
The flesh and blood of monsters, especially snake monsters like Bai Yujun, have powerful energy. Even those who are not monks or martial arts practitioners can realize the benefits. People who feel the benefits are even more greedy!
"Get the rope! Tie it up!"
"The rope is useless! Use rocks and fishing nets!"
The townspeople moved various objects to suppress Bai Yujun. Bai Yujun struggled hard, but the injuries were too severe and he could only twist a little. He pushed several strong men down and a group of them came running in the blink of an eye. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape.
Seeing that nothing happened, those who originally ran away couldn't help but be tempted to come forward again after thinking of the benefits of dragon meat.
In Lujiang Town, there was no fishing or ferrying today to focus on eating dragon meat. All kinds of iron tools were put into battle. Old and young people came forward to help, as if they were celebrating the New Year.
The men held down the white snake and wielded knives to chop the meat and catch the blood. The women helped boil water to cook the meat. Children jumped around waiting to eat the delicious meat.
Bai Yujun struggled to twist and turn to prevent these madmen from messing with the wound. Every time he swayed, several people would swing wooden sticks and hit the snake's head. He tried to struggle into the river but was blocked...
"hiss……"
