Lao He lit up the smoke in the cabin and solemnly inserted a few sticks of incense.
He muttered something, and then he knelt down on the ground devoutly, nodding his head toward the lake.
Even if the blood flowed from his forehead, he would not stop, and his expression looked extremely painful.
Suddenly, Lao He heard movement in the distance. He couldn't help but poke his head to check, and found a tall man standing on the shore.
But it’s too far away to see clearly.
"..."
In a trance, the man seemed to teleport, and in the blink of an eye he was in front of his boat, staring at him with an incomprehensible look.
"Can I cross the river?"
"No..."
Lao He was just about to refuse, but he noticed that the raindrops did not fall on the man, and he was blocked even before he was close.
Qin Bai squinted his eyes and looked at the lake. He didn't notice the smell of demons, let alone the smell of incense from immortals and Buddhas.
I originally thought that Chen Xuanzang's mission involved Sha Wujing, but now it seems that the involvement is not significant.
But now that we have come, we can’t go back the way we came, and besides, the retreat is over.
He walked to the cabin on his own, picked up the wooden oar and rowed towards the Lake God Village.
Lao He was afraid of offending the lake god, so he trembled and did not dare to move.
Qin Bai asked curiously: "Can you tell me more about this so-called Lake God?"
He specially exuded a faint Buddhist aura in order to stabilize Lao He's mind.
Lao He swallowed and replied: "Farewell, we...we shouldn't talk here, it will offend Him."
"oh."
Qin Bai deliberately increased the speed of paddling the wooden oar. The water waves stirred up, making the lake become chaotic.
His move was like lighting a fuse, and countless water fish swam around the boat, slapping the hull with their tails from time to time.
Not to mention the strength of these water fish, the wooden boat began to shake.
"Don't come any closer, this is the lake god's territory."
Qin Bai didn't listen to his warning and directly reached out and fished out a fish.
This fish has a strange appearance. The pattern of its scales forms a ferocious face, which changes accordingly as its body swings.
Moreover, there is actually a trace of soul mixed in the body of the strange fish, but it is only vaguely visible.
Qin Bai saw this and fished out a few more fish. Through comparison, he found that the souls came from the same source. He could indeed detect the subtle Yin Qi, but there was no so-called incense smell.
"Is this the God of the Lake?"
Lao He managed to calm down and explained: "No, this is a fish gift given by the lake god."
He couldn't help but look at the lake and said in a daze: "It seems that the day of catching fish is coming."
Lao He picked up another wooden oar in the cabin and started paddling quickly, hoping to reach Hushen Village as soon as possible, but it was a pity that God failed to fulfill his wish.
The lake water gradually created a vortex, and as time passed it became more and more obvious, and the waves slowly spread out.
Qin Bai noticed dozens of black figures jumping into the water in Hushen Village.
They are covered with layers of scales, and fish gills can be seen on both ends of their chins. Their appearance is somewhere between fish and humans.
The vortex intensified.
The boat became uncontrollable and began to lose control. No matter how much strength Lao He used, it was of no use.
Qin Bai had a strange look on his face. He thought of the flush toilet and wondered why the lake had such an unusual feeling.
The water level dropped at a rate of half a meter per breath.
Chen Xuanzang and others were scattered throughout the village, looking for traces of the villagers, but dozens of them disappeared at the same time.
Only the Blood Demon heard some movement and seemed to jump into the water.
By the time they reacted, the water level had dropped by dozens of meters, but even so they could not see the bottom of the lake.
Could it be that the lake was originally located in an abyss, and it was only when the lake disappeared that the tip of the iceberg was revealed?
Lao He's eyes were empty. He had not expected such a situation, and his brain fell into deep confusion.
Qin Bai stepped forward and patted his shoulder. Buddha's light circulated in Lao He's body, preventing him from completely collapsing.
"Can we talk now?"
"The Lake God is dead, and his grave is below..."
Under Lao He's narration, Qin Bai learned the origin of Hushen Village.
It is indeed related to the gods. It is said that thousands of years ago, this place was protected by the lake god, and the scale of the town was formed at that time.
The fish produced in the lake are extremely plump and taste great, making it a well-known specialty.
Unfortunately, due to excessive hunting, the creatures in the lake began to disappear.
Until one day, countless arms stretched out from the bottom of the water, grabbed the lake god and dragged him into the underworld, and the soil sank a full thousand meters.
Lao He said with a gray face: "The greed of mortals has prevented the soul of the lake god from reincarnation forever, making this place cursed."
"Then why are you rowing across the lake here?"
Lao He's eyes were a little dodgey: "Our ancestors are responsible for sending outsiders to Lake God Village, otherwise the monsters inside will run out."
Qin Bai was noncommittal. He knew that ordinary people's vision was limited, and the facts must be very different.
For example, those arms emerging from the bottom of the water should involve a certain immortal Buddha.
But there must have been some changes after the death of the Lake God.
There must be practitioners who have come to Hushen Village, but after all, when it comes to immortals and Buddhas, most of them either return without success or feed the fish.
Over time, Hushen Village was buried in the long river of history.
Qin Bai's heart suddenly beat wildly, and he thought of some possibility.
If Sun Wukong, Zhu Gangxi, and Sha Wujing each refined a complete immortal throne, then Sha Wujing's immortal throne might be the waterway of the Three Thousand Avenues.
Thousands of years ago, there would have been a big boss who killed a large number of river gods and lake gods in order to collect a complete set of immortal thrones.
Although I don’t know what the purpose is, the plot is by no means simple.
If I pick His peaches now, will I be killed?
Qin Bai didn't back down when something happened, it was just a more radical speculation. He should be more cautious next time.
Lao He didn't dare to ask more questions, but he guessed Qin Bai's identity in his heart. The other party was not even surprised when he heard about the lake god. Could it be that he was really an immortal?
Qin Bai sat cross-legged in the cabin, and the surrounding light became darker and darker.
Lao He couldn't help but tremble. With the help of the faint light, he could see clearly that there were at least a dozen half-murlocs swimming in the water.
But soon the lake completely dried up and the boat sank to the bottom of the lake.
Looking around, there are mountains of bones, and tens of thousands of strange fish lying flat among them.
The half-murlocs swallowed the strange fish into their bellies. They only selected the larger ones. When their bellies were swollen to the extreme, they climbed up through the stone pillars supporting the village.
There were also half-murlocs who tried to attack Qin Bai, but after several unsuccessful attempts, they fled in all directions, as if they were afraid of something.
It can be seen from this that the half-murloc still retains his intelligence.
Qin Bai was a little confused about the behavior of the half-fish man. It was not worth spending so much time just to harvest strange fish.
Unless the monster Lao He mentioned was not the half-murloc...
"I'm coming…"
Lao He murmured to himself. He grabbed the edge of the boat with a pale face, and his whole body was trembling.
Qin Bai stood up. He noticed that the unparalleled Yin Qi seeped out from the ground, and the strange fish stopped moving.
The water level began to rise again, but what flowed out of the mud was not clear lake water, but black water as dark as ink.
The wind howled and the waves were rough.
Qin Bai could clearly feel the smell of incense, and he immediately realized that the lake god was not completely dead, but existed in another form.
Everyone in the Lake God Village was also aware of the overwhelming Yin Qi. They gathered together with solemn faces and each drew their weapons.
At this moment, a rustling sound sounded from under the stone pillar.
The half-fish people quickly crawled back to the village. They vomited all the strange fish in their stomachs on the ground, and then disemboweled the strange fish.
As for those outsiders, they didn't pay any attention to them.
The strange fish was cleaned and dried on the shelf. It can be seen that the dried fish in Hushen Village are obtained in this way.
The Xiahou swordsman didn't hesitate. He leaned towards the nearest half-murloc and put his left hand on the scabbard.
With a swish sound, Xiahou Swordsman retracted and retracted his sword, and a thin red line appeared between the half-mermaid's eyebrows not far away.
The half-mermaid's eyes widened, and she subconsciously took a few steps before falling to the ground. Her body immediately split into two halves, and the incisions were unusually neat.
I thought that this move would make all the half-murlocs riot, but they didn't expect that they all chose to kneel on the ground as if they had foreseen something.
Tian Canjiao couldn't help but ask: "Miss Duan, are they demons?"
Miss Duan shook her head and pointed at her nose and said: "I don't know, the smell here is too strong, and there is no need to worry about them too much. At least it can show that the previous killings and feeding the fish were not an illusion."
Chen Xuanzang took a breath, his temples swelled and hurt, the resentment coming from the bottom of the lake was too terrifying.
The Blood Demon frowned: "When the lake water rises, we will find an opportunity to retreat..."
Chen Xuanzang closed his eyes and shouted loudly: "It's too late, the monster is coming!!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, countless white bones floated up from the black water, and the Yin Qi caused a layer of solid ice to form on the ground of the village.
The boat Qin Bai was in was naturally swaying in the wind, but with his feet in a horse's stride, he managed to stabilize it.
Lao He was so frightened that he fainted. His already weak body only had half a breath left, and he would die at any time.
Qin Bai used Buddha's light to forcefully pull his life back, and then turned his attention to the black water.
He found that there seemed to be fragments of souls being pieced together, and the bones began to be combined randomly, forming a giant bone fish of forty to fifty meters long.
Its tail flicked slightly, and the broken bones fell like raindrops. Then it jumped out of the water and swam slowly towards the Lake God Village.
The highest level of cultivation among Chen Xuanzang and others was only martial arts golden elixir. How could they face opponents at the level of ghosts and immortals?
They were half-kneeling on the ground, suppressed by the Yin Qi, and could not even think of any resistance.
The bone fish spoke at this time, its voice was hoarse and low, but full of death intentions: "I am the God of Tianxing Lake..."
The half-fish man knelt on the ground and shouted the name of the god. Those dried fish were also used as sacrifices, and the incense produced was absorbed by the lake god.
The Lake God looked at Chen Xuanzang and the others and said, "Why don't you kneel down when you see me!"
The Yin Qi pressing on them was several times greater, and it was also mixed with incense, which was simply not something that mortals could resist.
Tian Canji closed his eyes and persisted, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead. You must know that he was able to rely on his natural disability to embark on the path of cultivation. One can imagine his willpower.
The same is true for the Xiahou swordsman. He went through all kinds of hardships to rebuild the sword's heart, and he had the temperament of not panicking even when the mountain is overwhelming.
Not to mention Miss Duan, she even had time to check her surroundings.
Only the Blood Demon and Chen Xuanzang were approaching their limit, gnashing their teeth and roaring like wild beasts.
However, the first person who failed to hold on was not Chen Xuanzang, who had no cultivation, but the blood demon who had just entered the power.
The blood demon's skin grew scales, and the distance between his eyes also shrank. The characteristics of a fish on his body were very obvious.
Once he completely transforms into a fish-man, he may become a puppet of the Lake God.
The Blood Demon clenched his fists unwillingly, but was unable to stop the process. The changes in his body even announced chronic death.
At such an emergency, a tearing sound came from the abyss.
Qin Bai smashed the boat with his feet and jumped up to Hushen Village. He stood in front of everyone, and the pressure caused by the Yin Qi was reduced by half.
The Blood Demon lay on the ground panting heavily, but the others still had some energy left.
Several people looked at Qin Bai who suddenly appeared with different expressions. Although Miss Duan and Chen Xuanzang recognized him quickly, they were more confused.
The reincarnations knew Qin Bai's identity, and they regarded him as a true immortal from the bottom of their hearts. Those magical powers were too shocking.
Qin Bai glanced at him with an indifferent expression.
Because of Chen Xuanzang, he originally planned to save the situation later.
Although I don’t know whether Chen Xuanzang in this world is still the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, it is absolutely extraordinary.
Any mortal would turn into a half-murloc in the blink of an eye under the lake god's yin energy, but he persisted for several minutes.
If the blood demon's life hadn't been saved, Qin Bai wanted to know what would have happened if he continued?
Qin Bai sighed, looked directly at the furious Lake God and said, "It's not the original Lake God, it's just a demon crawling out of the corpse."
The Lake God died completely thousands of years ago, but the villagers of Lake God Village still worship him for generations and chant the name of the God all day long.
As a result, a fairy with the title of "Lake God" was born from the corpse, and finally this half-immortal monster appeared.
"Really?"
"Do I need to lie to you?"
In fact, Lao He had already woken up. After hearing Qin Bai's words with his own ears, his whole body felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
Generations of the He family blamed themselves for the death of the Lake God. In order to pay for their sins, they simply became a river crossing man by the lake.
Of course, if someone comes close to the day when the fish is caught, the He family will give a warning, and some of them will indeed give up.
The vitality in Lao He gradually disappeared, which was a sign of his will to die.
Qin Bai did not stop him, although he felt that even if there were no people crossing the river, with the wisdom of those half-fish people, they would still be able to trick mortals into coming to Lake God Village.
But it is still an indisputable fact that the He family murdered people in disguise.
He was exuding true energy, which was already mixed with some incense.
Since the Lake God does not trigger the achievement system, it means that Ming's soul can be completely preserved and can be completely digested by the ability of the dragon clone.
"I would like to see what happened a thousand years ago and who was behind the plan..."
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