Chapter 47: Nine Dragons Pull the Coffin
Nine snakes pull the coffin.
I don't know how big the snake is, I've never seen a snake this big anyway.
Each one was as thick as the stone pillars of the main hall, and its body was covered with black patterns, and it had something like shark's fin on its body and spikes on its head.
The coffin in the back is also outrageous.
It's about the size of a house, and it's carved with various patterns, but it's hard to see what it is.
Such a scene scared me silly, and the Qi drunkard was also stunned and held his breath. stared at it in a daze, and his face changed color directly.
When the sound of the bull's roar died down, the fog gradually dispersed and converged again on the surface of the river.
The scene that could be seen just now was only a vague black shadow.
Drunkard Qi and I also came back to our senses, looked at each other, and understood from each other's expressions that the shock in our hearts was the same.
"Master Qi, you... Do you know what that just was? "
Drunkard Qi shook his head: "I haven't seen it, but I thought of an ancient record I saw before." "
"What antiquity?"
"During the Northern and Southern Dynasties, there was a vision of 'Nine Dragons pulling coffins' on the Yellow River." Qi drunkard said.
I exclaimed, "Kowloon? Is there really a dragon? "
"It's not really a dragon, it's just a serpent. Very large snakes, according to the records in the classics, the nine big snakes are extremely huge, and they are lined up in the water, almost covering the surface of the Yellow River. Behind them is also a huge coffin, on which dragons and phoenixes are carved. I don't know what it is. The coffin of Jiulong traveled on the Yellow River for three days and three nights, and then disappeared for some reason, and then there were years of war, and the Yellow River was also affected, and the people on the road were killed and injured countless times. "
After the drunkard finished speaking in one breath, he couldn't help but sigh all the time.
"The scene that appeared today is very similar to that scene, but the snake and the coffin are smaller, like a miniature version of the 'Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin', but it definitely indicates that something is going to happen."
I glanced at the water-splitting sword in the courtyard, wondering what was going on.
After being silent for a while, the drunkard looked at me and told me very seriously: "I warn you, the weirdness of the Jiulong coffin is not a playhouse, don't touch it easily, otherwise you won't know how you died, and no one will be able to protect you." "
I nodded in agreement and took the words to heart.
The dark shadow in the mist lasted for about three minutes, and gradually disappeared, I don't know if it went downstream, or somewhere else.
The drunkard and I jumped off the wall and sat in the courtyard in a daze, our hearts heavy.
After calming down, he walked to the side of the Water Dividing Sword, looked at it, and said, "You said that this Water Dividing Sword was given to you by the River God?" Is the river god of the Wenshui River still there? Have you seen it? "
I nodded, "Yes." "
"What didn't the river god do to you?"
"Nope."
I didn't answer too much to the question of the drunkard, to put it bluntly, it was a simple response.
It's not that I don't want to tell him, it's that the river god told me. You can't talk about it to anyone.
After dealing with it this time, I feel that this river god is not as unsentimental as I imagined, and some of the situation about my family does not seem to be caused by it.
When the drunkard asked a sensitive question, I shook my head and said nothing.
He could also see that I deliberately did not say it, but he also respected me very much, and did not ask deeply, but told me to be careful not to be confused by the appearance of some things.
This night, the Wenshui River was quiet and terrible, the river was no longer agitated, the fish and shrimp had not foraged, and everything was silent. But it also shook in all directions, visions came out, and Kowloon pulled the coffin, all of which were turbulent.
I had been sleeping with the drunkard for a hundred days, and I experienced this kind of thing, and I didn't feel sleepy, so I sat all night.
He drank three full bottles of wine, but his eyes didn't blink, and I had been thinking crankily, guessing why the river god had given me the water-splitting sword.
For ordinary people, they don't know what happened last night, and the next morning, when the roosters and dogs bark, they get up to work and start a new day.
The fog on the Wenshui River also dissipated, and everything returned to normal, and there was nothing unusual to see.
Naturally, the drunkard and I went to the Wenshui River. Looking at the traces left last night, we found no clues from the river outside our village to the Wenshui River Bridge.
Nothing seemed to have happened.
However, the river temple was full of people again, kneeling at the door one by one, not knowing what was going on.
I walked over with the drunkard, and I didn't figure out what was going on. I happened to run into Liu Qiang and a few of his buddies, and the group was still wearing coats, as if they had just changed their clothes, and it seemed that they were going to retrieve the corpses.
We were also old acquaintances, and we said hello when we met.
It can be seen that they should already know about Mr. Liu, everyone is very sad on their faces, without a smile, and their mood is relatively heavy.
"Brother Qiang, are you going out? What's going on here? He pointed to the river temple.
He replied: "Last night, the stone statue of the river god was shattered, and several villages in the town died, and the body somehow reached the water, and now we have to go and salvage it." "
The stone statue is broken?
I frowned slightly, I don't know if it's because of the Nine Dragons pulling the coffin, or something else, but I don't know what happened to the river god.
"Let's go first." Liu Qiang said.
I replied, "Then be careful." "
"Hmm."
He agreed, didn't say much, and left with someone.
Take a few steps out. He stopped again, turned his back to me, and said, "When the master left, he told me that he couldn't come back the next day, but he would return to the embrace of the Wenshui River. "
I took a deep breath. stabilized his mood and replied in a deep voice: "That's right, Mr. Liu... Let's go. "