"Aren't we going to talk about Long Sanniang? Why did you talk about the Xu family in southern Xinjiang again? Jiang Yimeng playfully stuck out his tongue at Aunt Ji.

"Haha! You see, I forgot about it. Aunt Ji suddenly realized and said with a smile: "Actually, the story of Long Sanniang still starts with her master killing a demon Jiao in the Yellow River."

"What? Demon Jiao?" I was immediately interested.

"Yes, Demon Jiao." Aunt Ji nodded and continued: "Back then, due to heavy rains for several months, the Yellow River was flooded. Many sections of the river have burst their banks, and many places, including ours, have been flooded. And the Broken Dragon Cliff, which is not far from us, is fine, because the Broken Dragon Cliff is steep and the water can't be flooded at all. Therefore, people in the vicinity have gone to the village behind the Broken Dragon Cliff to escape the flood. At the beginning, when the water was at its highest, the village was also very safe, so everyone stayed there with peace of mind, planning to return to their village when the water receded.

Because he hid for half a month, the food carried by the village and the villagers was quickly eaten.

One day, when the villagers gathered in the ancestral hall to discuss and then go to look for food, several villagers ran over in a panic and shouted: "Everyone hurry up, the Yellow River has flooded over the Broken Dragon Cliff." As soon as his words fell, everyone in the ancestral hall instantly exploded: "What should I do?" Let's go to the back mountain to hide for a while! ”

A middle-aged man in the crowd who was not good-looking said curiously: "Impossible? The water shouldn't be so fierce. In my opinion, there is a problem in the water. Don't panic, let's wait for me to take a look! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, two voices erupted in the crowd, one was: "You are sick!" The water has flooded over the Broken Dragon Cliff, and you are not ready to die? It's up to you to see for yourself! Here we go. ”

There is also a voice from someone who knows him: "Lao Li, what you say makes sense." After all, the Broken Dragon Cliff is so high, no matter how big the water is, it is impossible to flood it. Let's go with you! ”

The middle-aged man named Lao Li looked at the crowd and said softly: "If you want to go, you can leave immediately, and if you don't want to go, stay here!" I'll go and see what the hell is going on. ”

The crowd immediately split into two groups, one of which left the village with his family and luggage and ran towards the back hill. Led by them, the rest of the crowd also followed them and ran towards the back mountain.

People from the other faction gathered around Lao Li: "Lao Li, we know your ability, and we are willing to believe you." Let's go to Broken Dragon Cliff to have a look! ”

Lao Li shook his head: "I'll just go by myself, you just stay in the ancestral hall." After speaking, he turned his head and walked towards the Broken Dragon Cliff outside the village.

"Who is he?" A few villagers who didn't know asked.

"Oh! You said Lao Li! He is a Yin River Spirit Officer. I've dealt with a lot of underwater monsters! He said that something was wrong with the water that flooded the Broken Dragon Cliff this time, and I also felt that something was wrong, after all, the Broken Dragon Cliff was several feet high, and I had never seen such a big water! Behold! Let's stay here and wait for him to come back! A villager sat down next to the fire on the ground as he spoke.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, but there was a person standing on the Broken Dragon Cliff at the entrance of the village, it was Lao Li.

At this time, Lao Li stood on the edge of the cliff with his hands behind his back with a pipe that had already been wet by the rain, and his eyes carefully looked at the water below the Broken Dragon Cliff, and one after another monstrous waves slapped on the cliff wall of the Broken Dragon Cliff.

Suddenly, a huge black head emerged from the turbid and turbulent river, with two antler-like horns growing above the skull, and the two green eyes on the skull were staring viciously at Lao Li standing on the Broken Dragon Cliff.

"There's really something in the water that's causing trouble, it seems to be this dragon, and it's the waves it has set off that have flooded the Broken Dragon Cliff. It stayed here for some purpose. Lao Li put the pipe back into his waist, squatted down and glanced at the Jiaotou in the water, and slowly walked towards the ancestral hall.

Jiao in the water saw that the person on the Broken Dragon Cliff was gone, so he shook his huge body and stirred up huge waves to drown towards the Broken Dragon Cliff.

In the ancestral hall of the village, Lao Li took off his wet coat and hung it next to the fire: "You don't have to worry, the water will not flood the Broken Dragon Cliff, today they saw the water on the Broken Dragon Cliff because there was a dragon in the water making waves." But this dragon can't stay here, we have to find a way to get rid of it. ”

"Then how do you say to get rid of it, you must know that it is a dragon!" A villager looked at Lao Li and said.

Another villager said worriedly, "What is the purpose of it when it makes waves and floods the Broken Dragon Cliff?" Could it be us, the people of the village? Is it going to eat people?"

"It should look like this, I saw its eyes today showing a strange green, and it seems that it has devoured a lot of people and animals along the river." Lao Li took out his pipe and filled a bag of cigarettes, and then lit it on the fire.

"Why does it devour flesh and blood? Could this allow it to quickly cultivate from a Jiao to a dragon? Aren't they Jiao class to do good deeds and accumulate virtue in order to cultivate into a real dragon? The villager who had spoken earlier asked curiously.

"It has entered the path of demons, trying to go against the sky. Therefore, he relied on devouring humans and animals to increase the spirituality in his body, so as to achieve the goal of cultivating into a dragon. Because it knows that if it wants to become a dragon, it must survive the last thunderstorm. And that one thunderstorm is the most difficult to overcome. Its cultivation was far from enough for it to survive the Thunder Tribulation, so it thought of devouring the flesh and blood creatures on both sides of the river to improve its cultivation and the spirituality in its body. Lao Li looked at the lightning and thunder and the pouring rain outside the window and said.

"I see the lightning and thunder outside. It must be that it is about to survive the thunderstorm. So how can we get rid of it? Won't it devour us? The villagers asked worriedly.

"I guess too, it should be about to cross the Thunder Tribulation during this time, so no matter what, it has to devour a few more people to increase the spirituality in its body and increase its cultivation, in order to successfully survive the Thunder Tribulation and turn into a real dragon." Lao Li nodded.

"Looks like it's impossible to get rid of it. Aren't we going to die?" A villager said tremblingly.

"Humph! Just because it wants to turn into a dragon? He has entered the Demon Dao and turned into a demon Jiao. The Thunder Tribulation may not be so easy to overcome, and besides, it has devoured so many creatures and flesh along both sides of the river, and the heavens will not let it go so easily. Since its purpose is for us, it is impossible to drive it away. We'll just have to find a way to kill it. If we wait for the thunderstorm, we don't know how long we can survive. After all, the food in the village is almost exhausted now, and he is still in the river below the Broken Dragon Cliff, it is impossible to go fishing, so this is the only way for now, you can also say your own opinions or ideas. Lao Li knocked the pipe on the sole of his shoe a few times, then reloaded the tobacco and smoked.

"That's all there is to it now, Lao Li, you say! What do you want us to do? A warm-hearted villager looked at Lao Li and said.

"You don't care about anything, it's up to me. By the way, which of you is the pig slaughterer? Lend me your pig-killing knives. Lao Li suddenly seemed to think of something.

"I am the butcher who kills pigs in the village, and there are many knives for killing pigs. How many do you want? A chubby villager said.

"I just want one is enough, but this pig-killing knife must be the one that has killed the most pigs, and then this pig-killing knife must also be the longest." Lao Li looked at him, then stretched out a finger and said.

The chubby villager smiled slightly: "I also have an ancestral pig-killing knife at home, which has been used by my ancestors for several generations. I use it sometimes, too! What do you think? ”

"Oh! That's for the best! Go ahead and get me the pig-killing knife. I will prepare tonight, and tomorrow I will go down to the river to slaughter Jiao, and give everyone a peaceful environment. Lao Li nodded confidently.

"Then Lao Li, you wait here first, I'll go back and get you a knife right away." The chubby villager hurriedly stood up and ran towards his home.