River God?

As soon as Li Hang thought of this, he immediately thought of a creature, a dragon!

Sensei said that the dragon is the emperor who represents the table.

In almost all later legends, rivers, lakes and seas were ruled by dragons.

Why? Legends!

Especially today, when Journey to the West is accepted by more and more people, the Dragon King Temple is the representative of the governing god who represents the water system.

However, in ancient times, at least in the Great Win Dynasty, the river god who ruled the river was not the image of this dragon king.

It has many images, at least in the Great Win Dynasty, no one dares to take out the Dragon King.

Why?

Because it is the dragon embroidered on the clothes of the Son of Heaven!

You say that the dragon king is in charge of water, don't you mean that today's son is not orthodox? When the time comes, it won't be a matter of pulling out or shooting for ten minutes.

That's estimated to be a little Ding Ding sliced into a thousand pieces!

With a house, a sister and a loli, who would take such a big risk?

As soon as he heard that he was going to sacrifice to the river god, Li Hang's head shook like a rattle.

This kind of thing who loves to go and who goes.

"Li Xiucai!" Wang Xintian's mouth was bitter.

In the past, it was good to choose an elder for such a thing as worshipping the river god.

Either he can roll up his sleeves and go up by himself, anyway, as a parent official here, let alone a sacrifice to a river god, it is okay to sacrifice at any festival.

"This kind of thing, Wang Xiancheng should ask another master, my so-called Taoism is a lie!"

"But the people believe it!"

"Whoever believes will believe!" Li Hang didn't care at all.

The 2,000 people saw with their own eyes Li Hang's biu's fire, then biu's lump of ice, and the last basin of water burned the opposite side.

The legend is called a god, and some have even made up a joke and began to circulate among the victims.

In addition, the patients who have been treated with dysentery, those people are even more grateful to Li Hang, and those victims who have been fooled don't say anything, but they are also secretly glad that Li Hang led people to stop them, otherwise once they really enter Donglin Port according to the words of those people, what awaits them is the Black Flag Army!

Look at the families that have been killed, these people are very happy, after all, the head is still there, isn't it?

To sum up, as long as the victims who participated in this incident, they are all grateful to Li Hang in the dark.

So to a certain extent, they hope that Li Hang will preside over this river god sacrifice activity.

As for the rest of the things, the dancers, the animals, the boys and girls, they were all ready early!

"What? Boys and girls? Li Hang's voice suddenly raised two tones.

"What is Li Xiucai excited about, there are not a few boys and girls in the Yellow River in which year." Wang Xintian looked surprised.

Most of the boys and girls sacrificed in these years were young children who had lost their families in the floods, and unless there was a large family to support them, they would either go to the human tooth and become traffickers, or they would ...... Hehe! You know, this kind of thing is not uncommon in a catastrophe for the victims to change their children and eat, not to mention that two children without adults are no different from food that can walk in a crowd.

Wang Xintian naturally won't take this matter seriously.

Because there are too many such things, such things as boys and girls are simply commonplace in this era.

Rubbing his somewhat aching forehead, Li Hang felt that if he hadn't heard the news, he would have covered his ears with his hands and made a look of "I don't listen, I won't listen", and he wouldn't have to go through this troubled water.

But there is no way, no matter how much I want to be stable, but in the face of the need to use human sacrifices, the heart that belongs to modern people is beating wildly.

Prevent this kind of thing no matter what.

"Since you want me to preside, then you have to do it all according to me! Find a few stonemasons, boys and girls or something, and see if anyone has a dead child who is willing to adopt one, and give it away, or throw it to their relatives, my sacrifice doesn't need this kind of thing! ”

After Li Hang finished speaking in one breath, he then took a piece of paper and drew it.

In a short time a huge turtle was drawn, but its tail was a snake.

The combination of turtle and snake is actually the image of Xuanwu, and this image is regarded as a water god in many places.

What's the use of this image?

There is no doubt that it is used to trick people!

As long as it is there, there is no need to take the so-called virgins and girls to throw them into the river.

You must know that even in the period close to the civilized era, there is still the practice of sacrificing to the river god, even in the beautiful country of those people's mouths.

If you can save someone, you're a person! Li Hang sighed. If it's not hosted by itself, then how can you open this mouth?

When Li Hang was sighing, the first Buddha horn behind him made Li Hang shake.

The old monk can go to the ground!

In fact, the great monk Huiyun was able to go to the ground a long time ago, but after that fever, the great monk's body was very weak and he had been raising him in the hospital bed, and now it is a good thing that he can go to the ground.

Looking at his still somewhat weak appearance, Li Hang couldn't help but want to laugh.

It's already a miracle that the first patient who underwent suture surgery didn't die!

"Li Xiucai wants to preside over the sacrifice, do you know the key?"

"I don't know!"

"Then Li Xiucai can know the sacrificial text?"

"I don't know!"

"Then Li Xiucai can know the sacrifice needed to sacrifice to the river god?"

"I don't know!"

Well, I don't know if I ask three questions, and the monk Huiyun is also a little depressed.

I don't know if you dare to open your mouth to take this sacrifice to the river god?

But Li Hang opened his mouth indifferently. "Open the altar, water and land dojos, and then sacrifice and pray, and the made Xuanwu statue will be hoisted into the river by the boatman, and that's about it!"

Li Hang didn't know the specific process, but he still knew about it.

But when the monk finished talking about the whole process, Li Hang was dumbfounded.

Burn incense and bathe the heart for three days, then go to the water and land dojo to practice, slaughter three animals for sacrifice, and then throw the tribute into the water according to the customs of various places.

And the point is that you have to be proficient in arithmetic, what arithmetic?

That's witchcraft among witch doctors! Count the zodiac auspicious day!

Li Hang will not count such a thing as an auspicious day of the zodiac, but he has a way.

That is to look at the volume of the Yellow River.

As long as the amount of water coming from the upstream is small, then it is easy to say anything.

And most of these affected areas are caused by the Yellow River flooding and breaking the dikes, which is the cause of trouble. It is basically impossible to eradicate it, unless it is really planted upstream with trees that are more than 100 years old.

"Still so troublesome?"

For a person who is afraid of trouble, if you ask him to do this, of course he is not happy, at least compared to making some popsicles or something, the last thing Li Hang wants to do is this sacrificial thing.

But two lives were at stake, but he had to do it. But now it's okay, there's a ready-made one!

"Great monk, aren't you going to build a temple? That's right! This is a great opportunity! This time to worship the river god, I'm afraid it will cost money, and use this money to build a temple for you, more than enough! ”