Chapter 102: The First Hero of the Three Kingdoms

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In the garden of Dragon Palace, a large iron pot was set up, and the firewood below was burning brightly.

Three cooked fat pigs were placed on the table, and the aroma filled the garden.

Zhang Xiu had no intention of stopping yet, and continued to boil the lard that was floating in the pot over a high fire.

The Dragon King of West Lake was confused and asked in confusion: "Sir, the pig has been taken out of the pot, what else do you want to cook?"

Zhang Xiu smiled kindly and beckoned: "To kill the old turtle, we are missing a key ingredient. It is of great importance. In order to prevent the news from leaking, please come here."

The Dragon King of West Lake nervously took two steps forward and bent down to listen.

However, he never waited for Zhang Xiu's whisper, but instead waited for Zhang Xiu's flying kick!

With a pop, the Dragon King fell into the hot pot, and the surrounding shrimps, soldiers and crabs immediately became chaotic.

"Lord Dragon!"

Xie San stepped forward in a panic and quickly pulled the Dragon King out of the iron pot. Seeing that the Dragon King was covered in oil, he panicked and said, "I knew he had been thinking about cooking us!"

Zhang Xiu looked at the embarrassment of the Dragon King and said with a smile: "Now that the medicine has been introduced, Dragon King, you can get into the cooked pig and make trouble in the belly of the old turtle."

The Dragon King was stunned with an angry expression. He quickly understood what Zhang Xiu meant. His eyes lit up and he said: "Wonderful! I got into the cooked pig and lured the old turtle into swallowing the pig. In this way, I won't You can kill it with little effort!”

The Dragon King of West Lake looked at Zhang Xiu with admiration, and then asked: "Master pushed me into the pot to cover up my smell with lard, right?"

Zhang Xiu shook his head: "No, I just didn't like you."

Dragon King of West Lake: "..."

After gnashing his teeth for a while, the Dragon King of West Lake transformed into a tiny golden dragon and got into the belly of a pig.

Not long after, Zhang Xiu led the people and carried three fat pigs out of the Dragon Palace and came to the river.

Looking at the calm river, Zhang Xiu gracefully set up an incense table by the river and recited a prayer.

"Zhang Xiu, the prefect of Jinhua, prayed for blessings from the disaster, set up an altar and made a memorial ceremony, worshiped in front of the River God, and said: Bless me with a fortune, bless me with a fortune..."

After reciting it a dozen times, Zhang Xiu ordered someone to throw a pig into the river.

After a while, a huge whirlpool appeared. A huge old turtle emerged from the whirlpool, opened its huge mouth, and swallowed a fat pig of more than 300 kilograms in one bite.

Zhang Xiu looked at the old turtle, whose body was as big as a small mountain, and whispered in wonder: "If this is killed, the people of the whole county can have a feast."

As he spoke, he waved his right hand, and the other two cooked pigs were also thrown into the river.

The old turtle swallowed the fat pig in two mouthfuls, savoring the aroma of meat in his mouth, stretched his neck, and showed an expression of enjoyment.

After a while, the old turtle looked at Zhang Xiu, who was wearing official uniform, and said: "You are a good official. From now on, I will offer three fat pigs to the river god every day. The river god will no longer eat the pigs from the river." Pedestrians."

Zhang Xiu said with a tangled look on his face: "But Lord River God, I offer sacrifices to seek wealth!"

Old turtle: "@#¥%¥#@......"

Good guy, this is not disguised anymore. At least you say a few words in a sanctimonious way for the sake of the people, so I can talk to you easier!

Lao Yu felt that the official in front of him was completely different from the ones he had met before, and he was thinking about how to speak in a way that would be more in line with his status as a "River God".

Zhang Xiu smiled and said: "It seems that Lord River God is not rich. In this case, I am not asking for money. I just ask Lord River God to be kind and lend me something!"

The old turtle hummed and asked, "What do you want to borrow?"

Zhang Xiu said with a kind smile: "Use the body of Lord River God to prepare a table for the innocent people buried in your belly!"

The old turtle was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, a golden light penetrated its body.

"ah--"

The screams rang out, and the old turtle rolled over in the river in pain, causing the river surface to become choppy in an instant.

The Dragon King of West Lake appeared with a huge dragon body, swept the old turtle away from the river, and flew high into the sky.

A moment later, a huge black shadow fell from the sky. After a roar, the old turtle fell and vomited blood. His body twitched and lay on the ground, unable to move anymore.

Zhang Xiu stepped forward, stretched out his palm and put it on the old turtle, absorbing the essence from its body, and said to Yanfeng with concern: "Brother Yan, this old turtle has suffered internal injuries and looks very painful. Looks like, we have to help it.

Let all the people in the county come to help, and ask them to bring pots, pans, knives, and more onions, ginger, and garlic! "

Yan Feng left with a smile on his face, and not long after, a large group of people swarmed in.

With the hard work and help of the enthusiastic people, they finally succeeded in helping the old turtle completely get rid of the pain. They all shed sad saliva in front of the old turtle's body.

Looking at the old turtle meat in the bowl, Crab Sanyi had a dazed expression on his face and murmured in disbelief: "A three-thousand-year-old turtle spirit was just eaten..."

The Dragon King of West Lake seemed a little guilty and ordered: "Eat quickly. After you finish eating, send the princess... uh, send the Imperial Master back to him quickly. If it's a little later, there may be a few more seafood dishes on this banquet."

Crab San suddenly woke up, ate the meat in the bowl in two bites, and disappeared from his seat in a flash.

Soon, Xie San took Taoist Xuantian, who was wearing a bright red wedding dress, back to the flowing water mat set up by the river.

When a group of common people saw a bride coming to the banquet, they started talking in low voices.

"No wonder Master Qingtian wants to prepare a banquet. He wants to get married."

"Don't talk nonsense. With the temperament of Mr. Qingtian, how can he possibly get married? It's almost like robbing a bride."

"Yes, yes, this bride must have been stolen!"

Taoist Xuantian looked confused, looked at Zhang Xiu who was smiling in front of him, and asked, "Are you my husband-in-law?"

"you guess!"

Zhang Xiu was slightly amused, looking at her shy and curious eyes, a flash of red flashed in his eyes.

Taoist Xuantian's eyes gradually dimmed, and some pictures emerged in her mind.

A quarter of an hour later, a surging mana rose from her body.

The next moment, the Huntian Yuanyang Pagoda flew out of Zhang Xiu's sleeve and fell into her hand. Immediately afterwards, she gritted her teeth and looked at the Dragon King of West Lake who wanted to escape quietly.

The Dragon King of West Lake was startled when he saw this, and quickly transformed into his true form, turning into a golden dragon and escaping towards the East China Sea.

Taoist Xuantian sneered, turned into a ray of red light and chased after him. Two rays of light, one gold and one red, headed towards the East China Sea. The people were stunned for a while.

After the banquet, Taoist Xuantian returned to Zhang Xiu expressionlessly. He flicked his sleeves and handed two dragon horns to Zhang Xiu: "I don't like to owe favors. These two dragon horns are from the Dragon King of West Lake. If you fold it down to apologize to me, take it."

Zhang Xiu took the dragon horn and touched it, feeling the rich dragon energy inside, and accepted her gift with a smile.

Taoist Xuantian struggled for a long time, and then said again: "Next time, don't put those messy things in my head. How could the number one hero in the Three Kingdoms be that sick man named Lin Daiyu?"

Zhang Xiu quickly became serious: "Definitely next time!"

(End of chapter)