Chapter 4: The Entrustment of the River God

Syllable!

Chen Jiang raised his oars and hit Zhao Xiangfei's boat, and at this moment, he had the intention of killing.

"You're crazy!" Zhao Xiangfei scolded, turning off the fishing tools.

Chen Jiang hurriedly hugged the rhubarb, and found that it was convulsed all over his body, and he couldn't help but feel a burst of grief and indignation in his heart.

But fortunately, the rhubarb's twitching is getting lighter and lighter, and there is no major problem.

When I went to check the fish basket at the stern, all the fish were turned white, and some of the small fish looked visibly dead.

"Damn, dare to curse Lao Tzu for retribution, I'll let you suffer retribution first!" Zhao Xiangfei touched his bald head and scolded.

Chen Jiang was in a sad and angry mood, silent and did not speak, but his hatred continued to soar.

At this moment, there was a sudden strangeness in his heart, it was a very mysterious feeling, like the feeling of being able to control everything.

Looking at the fish in the fish basket that has woken up from the corona state, there is a feeling that it seems to be able to control the life and death of the fish!

"Pay attention to what you say to me in the future, this time it's an electric fish, and next time it's you!" At this time, Zhao Xiangfei threatened again.

Chen Jiang only reacted at this time, ignored Zhao Xiangfei, and turned his head to look at the fish compartment on his boat.

But at this time, that mysterious feeling disappeared again, and I looked down at the water stains on my ground, did I need water as a medium?

"Since it's in his hands, then you can't escape death, why bother to cheapen this bastard before you die?"

Chen Jiang thought to himself, stretched out his hand and dipped a little water in the lake, and then flicked his fingers, and the water droplets fell silently in the cabin.

But after the water droplets fell into the cabin, everything was quiet, and he couldn't help but wonder, could it be his own delusion?

Zhao Xiangfei saw that he was silent, and snorted coldly and led people to drive the boat away.

Crash!

Suddenly, the cabin erupted violently, and all the fish were crazy and fluttering desperately.

"What's going on? isn't the electric fish machine turned off!" Zhao Xiangfei was not calm and shouted loudly.

This fish is so badly tossed, it must not be tossed to death, live fish is expensive, and dead fish is worthless!

"No, the machine lights are not on!" The boatload of people is not calm.

While they were in a hurry, the fish tank fell silent, and all the fish turned white and died......

"Bastard, what the hell is going on!" Zhao Xiangfei scolded angrily.

A boatload of people were dumbfounded at the moment, staring blankly at the dead fish, the first time they had seen this situation.

The fish committed suicide!

At this time, Chen Jiang said quietly: "I said that you are going to be punished, but you still don't believe it, now see it." ”

After he finished speaking, he rowed the boat and left, and by the time Zhao Xiangfei reacted, the person had already gone away......

Bang bang bang!

The sound of water kept coming, and Chen Jiang rowed a boat, swimming quickly across the lake.

Suddenly, a strange feeling came from the bottom of his heart again, as if he had the ability to control the life and death of a fish just now!

He couldn't help but turn his head to look to the side, as if something was calling him......

"Or ...... Let's take a look?" Chen Jiang muttered to himself.

It was just after noon, and it was still early, so he turned the bow of the ship and headed in that direction.

After rowing for hundreds of meters, the flat boat overwhelmed the large reeds, and finally saw the scenery in the distance.

I saw a piece of land in the lake, and I don't know how many years it has existed.

In the middle of the lake, there is land, this scene is very magical and inexplicable, and in the middle of the land, Chen Jiang also saw a dilapidated small temple.

He had a faint premonition that this little temple was calling him!

After coming to the bottom of the land and taking out the rope to secure the boat, Chen Jiang walked towards the small temple.

The small temple is dilapidated, it has almost leaked inside, I don't know how many years it has been abandoned, and in the center of the temple is a collapsed statue, and it is impossible to see which way of the gods is offered.

Chen Jiang cautiously walked into the small temple, and suddenly, countless pictures flashed in his mind.

In a blue palace, there sat an old man with white hair and flowing white clothes.

But Chen Jiang saw very clearly that this old man was none other than the one in yesterday's dream!

Is he the river god that the villagers worship?

Chen Jiang was a little dumbfounded, at this moment, the picture suddenly changed, and he saw that the era seemed to be in the last century, and a group of young people rushed into the small temple and shouted.

"Eradicate feudal superstition!"

With his shout, the people who followed him began to raise their hands, and they knocked down the offering table, smashed the idol, and then swaggered away.

There was a transparent figure standing at the door of the small temple, although he was very young, but he could vaguely see that he was the old man, I saw him looking at it with a tired face, it seemed that he couldn't stop all this, and he looked so powerless.

Then, the picture flew rapidly again, as if the worship had been lost, and the young man grew old quickly, gradually changing into the appearance he had seen in his dreams, wearing a gray robe, and his beard and hair turned white......

The picture comes back to the scene in yesterday's dream, only this time there is an ending, after stopping the flood, the old man's figure floated to the bottom of the lake, and he seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and finally dissipated......

Where he dissipated, Chen Jiang saw a stone turtle with a stone plaque on its back!

Wasn't this the stone tablet he had brought home?

"Descendants of the water town!"

Suddenly, there was an old and tired voice in Chen Jiang's ears, and when he raised his head, he found that he was back in the blue palace again, and the old man's cloudy eyes were staring at him.

"I inherit the mandate of heaven to protect the water town, but I have exhausted my life's mana, and I can only protect it for 1,500 years, and now the water town is facing disaster again, are you willing to inherit my destiny and bless the creatures of the water town?"

The old man spoke very urgently, and there was a hint of pleading in his words, and Chen Jiang couldn't help but be moved when he heard it.

He suddenly remembered that when he was a child, he heard the legend of adults, there used to be a river temple in the lake, but later generations began to believe in science and gradually forgot it, it seems that this is the river temple that the elders said.

Is the old man going to be the river god himself?

Chen Jiang, who has read books for more than 20 years, suddenly felt that his cognition had been subverted at this moment.

Thinking of the disaster in the old man's mouth, he couldn't help but be moved again, and looked up at the figure.

"Can I?" asked Chen Jiang tentatively.

However, at this moment, the figure in front of him disappeared, and the sound of rolling came from all around.

"With the divine order of the Wu River, you can learn the power of my water control, uphold the mandate of heaven, and bless the water town!"

When the words fell, Chen Jiang's eyes suddenly darkened, and his consciousness slowly dissipated.

"Wow!"

When Chen Jiang opened his eyes again, he was woken up by the cry of rhubarb.

When I opened my eyes, I found that the moon had come out in the sky, but I didn't expect that so much time had passed!

"Let's go, Rhubarb, let's go home!" he said as he hurriedly got up.

He took Rhubarb to the boat, and before leaving, he glanced at the River Temple again.

"The descendant Chen Jiang assures you that he will definitely protect the water town!"

As the words fell, the lake boiled silently, as if it had been pulled by something.