Drymath!

I believe many people have heard of this thing, in people's impressions, the drought is a zombie, or the ancestor of zombies, and even subdivided into many categories, white zombies, green zombies, flying zombies and the like. But in auspicious mouths, this is not the case at all.

The so-called drought is actually a kind of natural god like the god of wind, rain, thunder and lightning. During the Yanhuang War, Chiyou had to be helped by the Dragon Rain Division, calling for wind and rain, and the emperor invited the Heavenly Maiden to help, and the clouds and rain stopped.

Ying Long is a branch of the dragon, or a distant ancestor form, in charge of wind and rain, and the drought is the opposite of the drought god, the same god, the two restrain each other, contain each other, and implicitly symbolize the meaning of Yin and Yang Taiji.

It was only later that after the Drought Devil Nether helped the emperor stop the rain, he was unable to ascend to heaven, so he lost his godhead and was gradually demonized. Because in an agrarian society, a great drought means no harvest, so the god of drought is hated, resulting in an increasingly dark and vicious image, and eventually evolves into a cannibalistic zombie all the way.

In ancient times, when there was a great drought, it was usually believed that it was a drought that caused a monster, and the newly dead corpses would be dug up and burned.

However, in many places there is also a custom of praying for good weather, when the rain continues or the heavy rain does not stop for several days, people often use white paper to cut into small figures, red and green paper to make clothes, tie broom seedlings in the hand, hang under the eaves, and have a very beautiful name, sweeping Qing Niang.

For example, in the classic grid machine, the eaves paper man who often appears on the camera is the sweeping lady, which means sweeping away the haze.

In fact, Sao Qingniang is a drought, because people's preferences are different, so they are called differently.

Of course, for the current Lu Zheng, it doesn't matter whether he is a sweeper or a drought. This ancient tomb is the ancestral tomb of the ancestors of the Qiao family, and this force only appeared half a year ago. It must be something evil.

The owl swallowed the last bite of pig's head meat, burped ugly, smashed it and said, "It's just a drought, it's only been half a year." It doesn't make any climate. ”

Ji Xiang also nodded in agreement and said: "Zombies are not different from droughts, most of them are women, this Qiao family's ancestor Rouge is young, and he died sideways, and there must be a backlog of resentment in his body." The place of burial is also a place where the wind and water are hidden. It is very likely that the body did not decompose, so it was manipulated and changed. Otherwise, it is impossible to stay the same sooner or later, but it started half a year ago, don't forget, Engong inherited the position of Longjun half a year ago, and was known in Xixiu Mountain. ”

Lu Zheng nodded, from this time period, he was almost sure that the people who were doing tricks and feet couldn't escape from Lao Hei.

The owl spat and said, "It doesn't matter if he's a drough or Hannibal." Kill them all. Let's make a cameo appearance as a tomb robber tonight, you are Lu Bayi, I am a bird fat man, and Jixiang is Shirley Fox, the three of them work together to break the tendons with one sword......"

The owl chattered endlessly, and Jixiang automatically ignored its nonsense, thought for a while, and then jumped onto Lu Zheng's shoulder and said, "With the power of Engong, it is not a problem to split the cliff." It's just that the movement is a little too loud. Engong, the drought is bad water, and when it encounters water, it will be burned. Maybe we have a better way now, why don't we ......"

I have been lingering in Lotus Town for two days. Tomorrow, Lu Zheng will go back, sort out the affairs of Jiangcheng, and immediately leave for the East China Sea, and there is not much time to delay.

The enemy is in the dark, and he is in the light.

Lu Zheng won't let them lead the way.

Maybe their original intention was to contain Lu Zheng and make him slow down his pace to the ocean. Then Lu Zheng might as well do the opposite.

What about water locking?

In the vast sea, there are spirits everywhere, and this Lingjiang River is now in Lu Zheng's eyes, similar to a bathhouse.

But before leaving, Lu Zheng would also break the Water Lock Pavilion and the Drought Pavilion, letting them know that these things were just bluffing tricks in front of him.

waited patiently in the water lock pavilion until midnight, but no one came, and the plan to wait for the rabbit had to be aborted.

Lu Zheng carefully investigated this statue of Pinglang Hou that had been relocated and used to suppress the Eye of the Earth. There is indeed a spiritual power shock in this statue of Pinglanghou, not the power of the water spirit, and it has a hidden suppressive power to the water spirit.

The solution is very simple, Lu Zheng directly put the statue of Pinglang Hou into the Dragon Palace, according to the experience of recovering Zhenhe Tieniu, maybe one day this Pinglang Hou will be used by Lu Zheng in turn.

When he came to Qiao Laohan's cornfield, the owl patrolled and circled in the sky, and Jixiang responded on the ground to prevent someone from sneaking up on the way. And Lu Zheng stood still on the cliff.

There was another rumbling thunder in the sky, heavy dark clouds rolling, and the heavens and the earth were completely plunged into darkness.

It's just strange that no raindrops fell.

Lu Zheng's fingertips condensed a drop of Tianshui True Liquid, and the water vapor began to diffuse around his body, turning into a cloud of mist in the blink of an eye, and falling towards the ground.

As the mist continued to penetrate, the cold power appeared again.

It's just that this time Lu Zheng didn't give it any chance to see, and used the dragon qi with all his might, and quickly rushed forward with the momentum of destroying the withering and decaying.

As the cold aura continued to contract, a scorching aura gradually appeared. The drought is drought, and its core strength is a kind of yin fire. When water meets fire, it looks like it has evaporated, but in fact it has changed from a liquid state to a gaseous state. But if the water encounters the yin fire, it will be completely annihilated and cease to exist.

This is also the reason why the appearance of drought can cause drought, because the water has completely disappeared.

Fire and water are incompatible, and who wins and who loses depends entirely on who is stronger.

When the water is strong, the fire is extinguished, and when the fire is strong, the water is extinguished.

The water spirit qi accumulated by the true dragon was extremely vast, almost overwhelming, and quickly disintegrated the offensive of the Yin Fire.

The ground began to tremble slightly, and a piercing crackling sound spread out in all directions, so that the villagers of Tangtou Village at the foot of the mountain felt that their ears began to ring in an instant, as if it were real and illusory.

As the sound continued to rapid, the ground began to crack continuously, and streams of blue flames burst out of the ground, spreading like cobwebs.

This yin fire did not ignite the dead grass on the ground, but quickly withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The overcast sky, with bright spots constantly flashing, is an attempt by the drought to draw the power of thunder to fight. It's just a pity that Lu Zheng controlled the power of thunder one step earlier than it.

The flames were vigorous for a moment, and then quickly annihilated, and there seemed to be a terrible cry in my ears, and wisps of inky black gas wandered out of the cracks in the ground.

The black gas is like tentacles, headless ants scurrying around, constantly twitching and trembling.

A cold glint flashed in Lu Zheng's eyes, and a winding thunder flashed in the clouds, like a sharp sword, with the power of thunder, slashing at the black qi.

There was a rumbling thunder, and the black gas struck by the lightning dissipated with a bang.

Thunder and lightning snaked down one after another, and the dense thunder sounded like a drumbeat, and the villagers of Tangtou Village woke up from their sleep, lying on the windowsill, and watched the thunderstorm in the mountains in amazement.

The black gas in the cracks in the ground became less and less, and finally a fist-sized black gelatinous substance emerged, and wolves rushed around like pigs, dodging the thunder and lightning.

At this moment, there was a loud crash below, and the place where Lu Zheng was standing quickly collapsed, forming a huge hole.

The last cloud of black gas went straight in an instant, and a bolt of lightning struck with great speed.

As the black gas drifted away, a red bead flashed out. (To be continued.) )

PS: It seems that everyone is not interested in this kind of plot, and I originally planned to start writing a lot of chapters but had to dismiss it. So it can only be condensed into this chapter. Let's go to the East China Sea and continue farming. This plot is cut for the time being, and many clues can be used again in the future.