The two fish-headed men put on a coat like fish scales for He Lang, and then lifted him up again, walking in the opposite direction from which he came.

The fish-headed lady followed the two of them, her curiosity undiminished, and she didn't stop touching him as she walked, but at last she stopped following as she passed a tall building.

He Lang was carried for about a cup of tea, and the footsteps of the two fish-headed people slowed down.

He Lang kept scanning to both sides, and found that there were more and more fish-headed people around him, and finally the two people who carried him lifted him high above his head before he could barely pass through the crowd.

Eventually, they entered a stone house, and He Lang was carried all the way to an incense table.

The stone house is not small, two meters high, not less than 20 meters long and wide, and there is an incense case with a length of five meters and two meters wide in the house, and various objects such as incense candles, melons and fruits, and sacrificial vessels are placed on the table.

In the center of the incense case, there was a one-meter-diameter disc, and He Lang was gently put into the disc by the two fish-headed people, bent his legs into a cross-legged sitting position, and finally put his hand on his thigh.

"Big brother, he should have some flowers on him, right? I remember that every year the tribute must be filled with golden spirit flowers. ”

"It's all women, he's a man, I don't think there's any need. ”

"But the patriarch said that Engong liked the kind of flower the most when he was alive, so let's find a few. ”

"If the patriarch sees that the tribute is a man, will he be unhappy?"

"It's very likely, when the time comes, let's just not be blamed together. ”

Since in previous years, all the women were caught, so the mother of the Arowana clan cleaned and handled everything for them every time, but this year it was a man, so the two brothers accepted the task, but they were not too familiar with the process inside.

"You must have caught the wrong person, so let me go. He Lang sat in a pile of tributes like a great Buddha, and his voice was low and hoarse because he had used his voice too much before.

"Being able to become a tribute is a blessing that you have cultivated for eight lifetimes, and you are still so dissatisfied?" one of the fish snorted coldly and ignored He Lang.

The reality was very different from what He Lang had thought, he had not been steamed or boiled, and since he had been placed on the disc on the incense table, almost no one had bothered him anymore.

After a while, the two fish-headed people who had washed his body came back, still holding a large handful of golden spirit flowers in their hands.

Without He Lang's consent, he was stuck all over his head and body.

He Lang was so angry that he didn't have any temper except for his angry face.

After another two hours, more and more people gathered in the stone house, except for the empty circle of the incense case, the rest of the room was crowded and full of human head fish.

Just as He Lang tried to break through the big hole on his body that was restrained, a deafening horn sound came from outside the stone house.

When the head fish in the house heard the sound of the horn, they all knelt down in the direction of the incense case, and one by one they bowed their heads very reverently and read something in their mouths.

A fish-headed man who looked like a leader walked out of the crowd and walked to the disc where He Langpan was sitting before stopping.

When he saw He Lang sitting in the inner disc, his head shook slightly.

But the time for the sacrifice was approaching, and he didn't pay any more attention to He Lang.

After that, he recited the mantra, and with a wave of his arm, he heard the sound of the stone door turning.

A stone statue appeared above the incense case.

After the voice, he also knelt on the ground, and kept muttering, but the words in his mouth were listened to by He Lang without a word.

"The benefactor is on top, my Arowana clan for generations, are under the protection of the benefactor can be a corner of peace, today is the benefactor's death day, all the spiritual fish of my clan are here, may the benefactor's spirit in the sky get eternal life, the patriarch of the Arowana clan Longjiang respects. ”

As he spoke, Long Jiang picked up a bowl of spiritual wine on the incense table and scattered it in front of the desk.

I only heard all the heads and fish behind Long Jiang shouting: "I am waiting for the benefactor!"

He Lang was in the disc of the incense case, and his eardrums were buzzing with such a loud volume, except that he saw that all the people in front of him were kowtowing to him, the sound was completely inaudible, and he felt that the shouts of these arowanas were harsher than the noise of high decibels.

After the ceremony, all the heads and fish stood up again and looked in the direction where He Lang was sitting.

Suddenly, someone was talking to each other below, and those people were muttering to each other as they looked in He Lang's direction, and their fingers were still gesturing.

He Lang was surprised, why did these people suddenly turn their attention to themselves, and were they going to be swallowed alive next?

Just when he was terrified, Long Jiang suddenly walked to the position closest to He Lang, stared at his face carefully, and then looked behind him, looking back and forth several times.

He Lang was blinded by him, the fish head kept dangling in front of his eyes, he frowned very suspiciously, just when he frowned, he only heard Long Jiang say loudly: "I just said that he looks familiar, I didn't expect him to look so similar to Engong!"

As soon as the words fell, the people in the stone house couldn't stop nodding in approval, and He Lang became even more dizzy.

Long Jiang saw He Lang sitting motionless on the disc, only to find that he had been pointed at a big acupoint, so he stretched out his hand and tapped on his shoulder blades, chest, and lower abdomen, and He Lang immediately felt that his hands and feet could move.

As soon as he was able to move, his first action was to turn his head and look back, and he couldn't help but be extremely surprised at first sight.

On the stone wall behind him, there is a stone carved portrait, although it is depicted, but even a frown, a raise of hands are lifelike, and this stone statue is seven points similar to his current appearance, especially the eyes, deep and divine, really played the role of the finishing touch.

At first, those people did not notice the similarity between the appearance of the person on the painting and the tribute on the incense table, until He Lang was so frightened by their high-pitched noise that he frowned and looked helpless, and someone below suddenly noticed that this person was so similar to their benefactor, and at a second glance, the appearance was also seven points similar.

The man in the stone portrait was sitting on a high-backed chair, his chin was in meditation, and He Lang's expression just now was consistent with the expression of the portrait, which attracted the attention of some sharp-eyed fish.

He Lang finally relented, and while he plucked the golden spirit flowers all over his head and body, he whispered to Long Jiang: "What are you going to do?

"May I ask this son, what is your surname, can you tell me?" Long Jiang asked softly.

"My name is He Lang, what do you mean?" He Lang thought to himself, if Lao Tzu Xing doesn't change his name or surname, will he still be afraid of a school of fish for you?

"Dare to ask if you know He Jinyou?" Long Jiang asked eagerly when he saw that He Lang could understand his words.

"You're talking about Cang Jinyou, right?" He Lang corrected casually.

"Your Majesty, is it really you?" Long Jiang's voice was already trembling, and the next moment, he transformed into a complete human form.

"I'm the little Jiang of the year!"

The human form that Long Jiang conjured up was an old man around sixty years old.

“...... I don't know what you're talking about!"

He Lang had no clue about what was happening in front of him, but he vaguely felt that this was the patriarch of Longjiang, and he should know the Cang Jinyou he was currently playing.

"Your Majesty, three thousand years ago, you rescued more than one hundred and thirty people of our clan by the hands of King Peng on the Lishui River, and then our clan followed you to settle in Yanyu Lake, but I don't want to suffer three hundred years later, you suffered an accident, my clan in order to thank you for your kindness, only carved this portrait, and it has been three thousand years since the sacrifice every year. ”

It turned out that when Cang Jinyou passed away, Jiang Long was only five years old, and he did not have a deep memory of Cang Jinyou's appearance, but he had a vague impression, and most of his cognition came from the portraits carved by the stonemasons in the clan.

"You really recognize the wrong person, my name is He Lang, not the person you said you said!" He Lang argued.

"Your Majesty, no matter what, Longjiang has finally waited for you, and these more than 3,000 years of sacrifice have not been in vain. ”

Long Jiang thinks that the person in front of him is Cang Jinyou, and he has his reasons.

Arowana is a rare species, and the language of Arowana can only be understood by those who can understand all languages.

Coupled with the fact that they look so similar, and appear out of thin air in an underground swamp that has never been set foot by humans in the past three thousand years, it is even more worth pondering.

And he also knew that three years ago, the Demon Emperor of the Ancient Temple disappeared, which meant that the Yuan God was reincarnated and regained.

In the past, he could conclude that the person in front of him must be Cang Jinyou, or the reincarnation of the Demon Emperor.

He Lang couldn't justify anything, and in the end he simply stopped arguing, thinking that if they really regarded themselves as benefactors, their life safety would at least be guaranteed, so he decided to make a mistake.

"If I'm the person you said I am, can you let me go?" He Lang wanted to get out of this strange belt with fish heads everywhere as soon as possible.

"Of course, I will also send people to escort His Majesty out of this place, I don't know where you are going?"

He Lang told Longjiang where he was going.

Of course, He Lang was also invited by everyone from the incense case and moved to the Juyi Hall, where they usually receive VIPs.

At this time, several patriarchs with heads and faces in the clan, in order to make He Lang look more cordial, also hid the fish head and turned into a human head.

"Isn't it cruel that you have to arrest people every year to sacrifice them?"

He Lang thought that if it weren't for the fact that he was recognized by them as Cang Jinyou this time, his life might not be guaranteed, so as soon as he sat on the VIP chair in the hall, he asked.

"Your Majesty, it is true that we will arrest someone every year, but we will not treat that person well, and after the sacrifice ceremony, we will give a very good reward. ”

He Lang had a look of disbelief on his face, and when he thought of the scene where he was abused by those two head fish, he felt uncomfortable: "You must not do this again in the future, what is the reward you just said?"

If you don't believe it, you still have to ask, you have been abused for so long, and you can balance your heart by going back in exchange for some pay.

"Your Majesty, we will follow your instructions, the reward I just mentioned is the very precious Arowana eye of the Arowana clan, this thing is placed on the body, warm in winter and cool in summer, and can repel insects and ward off evil spirits, if you like it, you can take as much as you want. ”

He Lang thought to himself, could it be that the rich remuneration is just those dragon fish eyes? It's so funny, isn't it? He began to think that even if there were no spirit stones or gold and silver, some jade and agate could be enough, but now it seems that his idea has completely failed.