In recent days, the heavy rain is majestic, the Qinghe River is soaring, countless fish and shrimp jump off the river, not only the fishermen of Qiaozhen drive the small boat to happily cast their nets to catch fish, many little dolls catch loaches as bait, drag a bamboo pole to run away, a little butt squatting on the bank of the river, small eyes look at the fishing hook, hungry for a bite of fresh shrimp and tender fish king soup.

The old man did not compete with the young fishermen, but propped up the small canopy boat, swung to the upper reaches of the Qing River, threw away the bait hook, and sat quietly on the bow of the boat to fish.

If you want to get the rare golden carp, you have to rely on this stupid method to catch the fish, and you have to be an old man like him who has eaten on the river for decades, and the young man's heat is not enough.

The old man's harvest today was very bad, not only did he not see the tip of the tail of the golden carp, but he did not even catch an ordinary fish, which was very inconsistent with his reputation for good fishing.

"Alas, what a good person Erlang, how can you get involved in this. I heard that I have been on a hunger strike for several days, and I have lost my weight, Jin Carp, Jin Carp, why haven't you shown up yet, the old man is still waiting to make soup for Erlang to make up for his body. ”

The old man sighed again, he was worried about Shen Yushan in his heart, and he was worried about it, and he had not caught any fish for several days. This is not surprising, the most taboo thing about fishing is that the heart is uncertain, if the heart is floating, the hook will not sink, and naturally nothing can be caught.

The Shen family of the City God Temple has shown a lot of kindness to the old man, and the fare for Shen Yushan to go to the bamboo house to study and take the boat is enough for the old man to have no worries about food and clothing.

"What a handsome little Langjun, why ...... Alas. ”

Just as he was sighing, he suddenly heard someone shouting on the shore, and the old man saw a Taoist priest in tattered clothes from a distance, stumbling out of the forest.

"That forest is...... How could anyone come to such a dirty place? The old man frowned in confusion, but he still put away his fishing rod, picked up the pole that was resting at hand, and propped the boat up.

If he didn't help, the Taoist priest would be able to find a place to rest in a short period of time.

When the boat got closer, the old man saw the appearance of the Taoist priest, which was about an ordinary appearance that could not be found in the pile of people, except that in the center of the face, a collapsed nose was particularly eye-catching and enchanting, so that people could not pay attention to it.

The old man had sharp eyes, and found that although this Taoist priest was dressed in tattered, he was dressed in silk and satin, his head and coat were covered with dead leaves, and half of his body was dripping with muddy water.

Before the boat arrived, the collapsed-nosed Taoist priest waded into the river as if he was burning his buttocks, wading through the water while shouting desperately with his teeth and claws: "Quick! Fast! ”

The old man was so confused, "What is this person anxious about?" ”

With a bang, the Taoist priest threw himself on the boat, the movement was a little big, and the old man was busy supporting it with a bamboo pole, so as not to turn the boat upside down.

"This Taoist chief, that forest is a famous mass grave nearby, and the living don't go, what are you going to do there?"

Because the old man received the favor of the Shen family in the City God Temple, he still respected the Taoist Buddha very much. What's more, Bridge Town was often haunted back then, and the old lady of the Shen family took his boat into the old forest, opened the altar and planted a flag and recited a spell to encircle the dirty things in the forest, and Bridge Town gradually became peaceful and peaceful.

It is related to the peace and tranquility of Bridge Town, and the old man can't help but care, and the collapsed-nosed Taoist priest in front of him ran out of the forest in a panic, who knows whether it is good or bad.

The collapsed-nosed Taoist priest lay on the board of the boat like a dead toad, gasping for breath, and scolded when he heard the words: "Nonsense, hurry up and start the boat!" ”

"Heh, the temper is not small." As soon as the old man blew his beard, he exerted strength in his hands, and the bamboo pole was held up hard.

Hey?

Why is the bamboo pole fixed?

The old man only felt that the bamboo pole was imprisoned to death, and he couldn't help but feel strange, the mud and sand in the riverbed were soft, how could it be so hard to insert it into the stone, the Taoist priest still scolded himself, and the old man subconsciously looked down into the water.

The water of the river was clear, and I could vaguely see a figure standing at the bottom of the water, the bamboo pole was inserted straight into the shadow's skull along the hole, and the clawed arms scratched the bamboo pole, creaking, creaking, and screaming goosebumps.

"What is this?"

The old man was so frightened that he fell to the ground, and when he looked out, he saw countless miserable white hands all over the river, leaning out of the river and swaying obliquely against the sky, like a forest of human hands, and the dark green sharp nails reflected the cold light like knives.

Bang long, bang, bang.

The whole boat shook violently, and a few green-skinned hands had already climbed onto the edge of the boat, and they were about to climb up.

"What should I do, Dao Chief, help me!" The old man had never seen such a terrifying and gloomy scene in his dreams, and he was so frightened that he almost fainted.

Suddenly, the old man was hit in the back, and the whole person was so frightened that he was unstable, and immediately rolled from the bow of the boat into the water, and the countless arms were like vultures seeing the carrion corpses, rushing forward and one after another, and the old man fluttered a few times, and was completely dragged into the cold river bottom.

The crunch, gnawing and chewing teeth rubbed against each other.

The Daoist priest withdrew his feet, took advantage of the lack of stubbornness and greed for blood food, pulled out the bamboo pole with great difficulty, and rowed towards the downstream with all his might.

Paddled and rowed, Wuzi sank on his back, as if he had suddenly carried a person, the Taoist priest with a flat nose shook his body, and there was nothing on his back, probably because he was too tired, the Taoist priest didn't pay attention to it, just a strong escape.

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Qingmei left with the dishes, and the ginseng soup and medicinal food had been eaten cleanly.

Shen Yushan was lying in bed with a tired face, holding a book of pen scripture notes to pass the time.

Whoever looked at the young man's appearance felt that he was sick, his little face was sallow, and he didn't eat or drink for a few days, and he didn't eat or drink Mingzhi, Shen Yushan's face was not so ugly.

Fortunately, although the Shen family of the City God Temple is not a wealthy family, it can be regarded as a solid family, delicious and good to drink, Shen Yushan is very nourishing, and his face has turned from sallow to sickly white, although it is still not good, but it is always a lot more reassuring.

Only Shen Yushan's own family knows his own affairs, and what happened to him was the sequelae of taking away the dragon's eyes that day.

Shen Yushan raised his head, his eyes were empty, his mind moved, and in the depths of the dark pupils, two golden flames were slightly ignited, and the originally plain and innocent air was suddenly dyed with strange colors in Shen Yushan's eyes.

Those little things that look like tadpoles, entangled and tumbling in the air, must be the legendary Lingyuan.

Yes, this is the method of the cheap master Yang Zui, and I don't know where that giant dragon is sacred, a pair of dragon eyes can give mortals such a miracle, and they can actually use this to see through the illusory spirit element out of thin air. Even those two unruly Gu Immortal Sword Sect disciples, who have cultivated all their lives, may not know what the spirit yuan they spit out day and night looks like, right?

For Shen Yushan, this is naturally excellent. However, in order to obtain this cultivation material that is said to be the envy of the world, he also paid a lot of money.

The moment Shen Yushan got the approval of the Netherworld Patio, with the help of that vague connection, he got some rules about the Netherworld Patio a little.

One of the rules is that in the Netherworld, all transactions must follow the principle of equivalent exchange between you and me.

Of course, as the master of the Netherworld Courtyard, he naturally has some privileges, and Shen Yushan can forcibly seize a certain characteristic of the prisoner by consuming a large amount of white smoke and mist, which can be a supernatural ability, a memory, or even a part of a limb.

But he also has to pay a price, and that price is unknown!

That is to say, Shen Yushan obtained the physique of cultivating immortals by forcibly seizing the eye of the dragon, but at the same time, he had to pay the price for this improper transaction, what is the specific price, then it can only be known after paying, if you are lucky, it may be a hair, if you are unlucky, it may be an arm.

This is the transaction within the Netherworld, under the witness of a mysterious power. Shen Yushan, as the initiator of the transaction, can be calculating or brutal plundering, but under this iron rule, if you want to get it, you must give it first.

If it is possible, Shen Yushan is really unwilling to take away, but would rather choose to trade as fairly as possible, but Yang Zui also made it very clear that the dragon would never trade his eyes to him, even if the dragon was willing to trade, Shen Yushan would not be able to pay the price that made the dragon heartbroken, just as people could never exchange with ants at the same price, but would unceremoniously trample the ants to death.

Therefore, Shen Yushan used the power of the "Drink Order".

As a price, he already knew what he had paid, which was half of the remaining wonderful life of the boy.