The relationship between the river god and the river patrol is the same as the relationship between the disciple of the horse and the Baojia immortal.

Baojiaxian, the skills of the horse disciples, and the horse disciples are to worship the Baojiaxian and provide incense to the Baojiaxian, and the two sides are a win-win ending

However, in order to maximize their own interests, some Bao Jiaxian will oppress the disciples to the greatest extent, and the two sides sign extremely harsh treaties.

The same is true of river gods and river patrollers.

Normal trading cooperation, Su Chen is not stopped, because since God has given these spirits such a way, there must be a reason for existence, these spirits have special abilities in their respective fields, and many times they can indeed help people in trouble.

But the river god in front of him was too harsh on the river patrolman, and he would not agree.

According to the requirements of the river god, the river patroller wants to press a soul to him, a person lacks a soul of three souls and seven souls, which is very harmful to the human body, and the soul is away for a long time, and the soul will not be complete after death.

This is just one point, the second is that after death, the soul will go to the bottom of the river, once it enters the bottom of the river, it will not be able to go to the underworld to reincarnate, and such underwater spirits will face the catastrophe, and when the catastrophe comes, the river god will put forward the soul of the river patrol and avoid the catastrophe for it, but the soul of the river patrol will be completely wiped out.

That's not all, the most important thing is that once you become a river patrolman, you must inherit it from generation to generation, unless this river god successfully cultivates and survives the Nine Heavenly Tribulations one day, and can leave this river.

"It's so ruthless. ”

After listening to Su Chen's explanation, Zhao Hao couldn't believe it, while Zhang Ming recalled Huang Bo in his mind.

Huang Bo has never married a wife in his life, let alone left offspring, he has always been alone, and it may be that Huang Bo does not want to affect his descendants.

"Great God, then what should we do now?" Qin Yanxi asked on the side.

"Heavenly Tribulation, please!"

Su Chen squinted his eyes, glanced at the sky, and then looked at He Jie's parents, and said, "Brother He, if you want to recover your son's body, you may have to suffer a little. ”

"As long as Xiaojie's body can be recovered, we are willing to suffer any hardship. He Jie's parents immediately nodded in response.

"Okay, then please ask Brother He to write a letter of complaint to heaven. ”

"Chen Qing sues Tianxin, great god, what is this?"

"It is to write down the cause of He Jie's death, and then mention the difficulties and encounters I have encountered so far, and when the time comes, I will burn this letter, tell God, and ask God to help. ”

"Good. ”

Although He Jie's father is not highly educated, he still has no problem writing a letter.

Su Chen gave Zhao Hao a look, Zhao Hao immediately took out a stack of yellow table paper from the sack, Su Chen removed the rice bucket on the desk, spread the yellow table paper on it, and then took out the inkstone, poured some cinnabar on it and grinded it open.

"Brother He, you are holding the pen in your right hand, right? ”

"yes. ”

"Stretch out your right hand. ”

Looking at He Jie's father's outstretched hand, Su Chen grabbed He Jie's father's five fingers, and then raised his left hand, and a green light passed through He Jie's father's five fingertips, and the next moment Qin Yanxi and the others saw that blood was constantly coming out of the five fingers of He Jie's father's right hand.

"Great God, what are you?"

The five fingers connected to the heart, suddenly cut, how painful it was, everyone present could see it, but He Jie's father was silent after frowning at the beginning.

"Hold the pen with this bleeding hand, and then write on the yellow table paper with cinnabar, and write your name, surname and birth date in the first sentence, don't be afraid to write ugly, and don't be afraid to write mistakes. ”

Su Chen let go of He Jie's father's hand, and after He Jie's father heard Su Chen's words, he didn't hesitate at all, regardless of the pain, and grabbed the brush, the wound on his fingertips made his face wrinkled because of the pain.

"I, He Liang, born in 1971......"

Su Chen glanced at it and knew that He Jie's father's name was He Liang, and He Liang should not be able to write calligraphy, so this character was written very ugly, and it was also written very slowly, but he wrote very seriously, and Qin Yanxi on the side looked at it with an unbearable look on his face.

"Mr. Su, can you let me replace my husband, I have read more than my husband for a few years, and I can write a little calligraphy. ”

He Liang's wife saw that her husband's blood continued to flow down the brush shaft to the tip of the pen, and her face was also distressed.

"No, sister-in-law, you have important things to do in a while. ”

Su Chen shook his head, he was not hard-hearted, and he also knew that it was an extremely difficult thing for He Liang, a person who had not read many books and could not write calligraphy, to write this letter to heaven with blood.

But in difficulties, we must persevere, and no one can help.

The reason is simple, if you don't do this, it will be impossible to attract God's attention.

In this world, there are some injustices every day, people are wronged every day, and many people who have been wronged and treated unfairly will complain about why God doesn't open his eyes and take a look, in fact, it's not that God doesn't open his eyes, but because there are too many such things, God can't see them at all.

This is just like the ancient sue for the emperor, if you want to sue the royal court and knock the drum, the person who complains has to take a board by himself first, and then it is possible to beat the drum.

In five minutes, He Liang's face was already extremely pale, Su Chen glanced at the content on the yellow paper, and He Liang had written the general situation clearly.

"Okay, press your palm print on it. ”

Su Chen signaled that He Liang could end, as for pressing the handprint, it was very simple, He Liang's right hand was full of blood, and he could press it directly.

After He Liang pressed the palm print, Su Chen gave Zhang Ming a look, and Zhang Ming hurriedly supported He Liang with his two team members, and at the same time took out a bandage from the first aid kit of the cuff to bandage the wound on He Liang's hand.

Su Chen took the letter written with He Liang's blood and cinnabar in his hand, then looked at He Liang's wife and said, "Sister-in-law, it's up to you now." ”

"Mr. Su, I will do whatever you say. ”

Although He Liang's wife also felt sorry for her husband's injury, she was very strong at this time, and she didn't cry and stepped forward to support her husband.

"Hold this letter in your hand and walk towards the river, you may feel the pressure, don't force it if you don't end up walking to the river. ”

Hearing Su Chen's words, He Liang's wife asked seriously: "Is it possible that if you can't walk to the river, you won't be able to find Xiaojie's body?"

"It's not that I can't find it, but I have to find another way. ”

"Okay, I see. ”

He Liang's wife took the yellow table paper handed over by Su Chen, held it on the palms of both hands, and then held it high above her head.

Seeing He Liang's wife's preparations, Su Chen's expression also became serious, it was not enough to ask God to call the shots by relying on this letter, he had to send this letter.

With both hands pinched, Su Chen's expression was extremely solemn, and the whole person turned around in place three times in a row, and then took seven steps to the left, and then seven steps to the right.

"Happy God is above, now there is a yang man He Liang, his son died because of saving people, the body is trapped at the bottom of the river, there is the underwater spirit to haunt, the bones have nowhere to rest, the soul has not entered the yin, happy God is merciful, look at the opening of a line of heaven, send He Liang a letter to heaven into the gate of heaven. ”

After reading this, Su Chen drew several runes towards the sky with his right hand, and then suddenly shouted: "Happy God and mercy, please open the gate of heaven!"

Above the firmament, there was originally a cloud shrouded in it, but as Su Chen's words fell, the white cloud flowed, and in the end, a crack appeared, as if a door had opened a crack.

Qin Yanxi and the others who watched this scene were shocked.

"Sister-in-law, it's your turn. ”

Su Chen's hands were still in a sealed state, and He Liang's wife nodded solemnly after hearing Su Chen's words, and then walked towards the river in one step.

"Please open your eyes!"

He Liang's wife screamed, and with her shouting, the yellow table paper that was originally held in the palm of her hand suddenly burned.

The yellow table paper burned, but Qin Yanxi and the others were not frightened, because they were all affected by the atmosphere of He Liang's wife at this moment.

He Liang's wife's voice was crying, Qin Yanxi and the others could hear the grievances and pain in their voices, if there was one word to describe it, it would be to cry out for grievances.

"God, please keep your eyes open. ”

He Liang's wife then took the second step, but after this step, she seemed to have encountered something, and her whole body stumbled and almost fell forward, but fortunately stabilized in the end.

"Great God, what's wrong with her?" Qin Yanxi asked with a worried face when he saw this scene.

"One step at a time, one day at a time, one day is a heavy pressure, this letter must be transmitted above the nine heavens to be useful, if you can't bear it, it will be a failure. ”

Su Chen's face was complicated, and to be honest, he also regretted it a little now.

A mother who has just lost her child is physically and mentally exhausted, and the pressure of the Nine Heavens cannot even be borne by a strong young man, let alone a mother who is suffering from the pain of losing her child for nearly half a hundred years.

"God, please keep your eyes open. ”

He Liang's wife took the third step, and when she took this step, everyone could clearly feel that her back was already half bent, like a hunchback.

"Ailian!"

He Liang, who was supported by Zhang Ming, heard Su Chen's words, and then saw his wife's appearance, his eyes were red, and tears rolled down directly.

"Oh my God, please keep your eyes open!"

In the fourth step, He Liang's wife's feet were directly submerged in the mud on the shore, and at the same time, her back was pressed at 90 degrees.

"Ailian, don't get it, give up, we give up. ”

He Liang finally couldn't help crying, his son was already gone, and he didn't want to lose his wife again.

However, when He Liang's wife heard this, her body paused, but she did not stop, and tried to pull her feet out of the dirt, and then took a firm step forward.

"Oh my God, please open your eyes. ”

This time the voice was very hoarse, and Su Chen knew that it was because He Liang's wife was already hoarse.