"The mantra is to shout and jump in the pool, and it is useless to be a psychic on the shore!" Xiang Lu sat next to the village chief, his eyes staring at him.

When the village chief heard this, he was a little panicked, and a look of weakness appeared on his face, and he said, "What nonsense? It was my psychic that calmed the river god's anger and caused the water level to drop. ”

The general came over and said softly: "Sima Gongzi, don't slander the village chief casually!" ”

"How can my husband slander people at will?" Agarhi retorted.

"Madam, don't be angry, General, let me explain to you the mystery of the rise and fall of the pool." Xiang Lu said and stood up: "It is said that a long time ago, there was a strange pool in the fields of this village, the water level was very low at first, but gradually rose higher and higher, and finally it did not flow across the shore to the fields. All the villagers thought that the river god was angry and did not dare to approach the pool. At this time, there was a person who was very bold and dived to the bottom of the pool, and he discovered the secret of the bottom of the pool. It turned out that the water did not come from the ground, but was formed by the inflow of water from the fields, and there was a sinkhole under the bottom of the pool, which allowed the water to flow in. ”

"In that case, why is the pool still rising?" The village chief asked.

"Because of the sediment, the mud and sand from the fields were carried into the pool by the water, and the entrance to the hole was blocked. So the water accumulates more and more, and eventually overflows the shore. ”

"Husband, if that's the case, why do you need to let the villagers shout, and the village chief wants to be psychic?" Frost was puzzled.

"It all started with the first person who discovered the entrance to the cave, and when he got out of the pool, his head flashed and he came up with a great idea. He knew that the villagers were unswervingly convinced that there was a river god in the water, so he followed the people's wishes and did not tell the truth. He had the people jump into the pool and shout to show his devotion to God, while he meditated on the shore, pretending to be spiritual. The mud and sand at the entrance of the cave was shaken loose at once because of the shouting and screaming of the people, and of course it flowed with the water to the sinkhole, and the water level naturally dropped. ”

"I see! I thought there really was a god! Ji Qing said disappointedly.

"This person, I think the village chief must know who it is?" Xiang Lu looked at the village chief.

"It was my ancestor who became the village chief with this method and hid his secrets for nearly a thousand years." The village chief lamented.

Xiang Lu Mian said admonishingly: "Village Chief, you wanted to tell the villagers the secret a few years ago, but you were afraid that they would look down on your family. Just secretly clean up the mud and sand in the cave every once in a while, right? ”

"How do you know?" The village chief didn't dare to look up.

"Villagers say that the water in the pond has not risen for three years. I think you must have cleaned it up secretly. Your conscience has always been condemned, but in recent years the villagers have shown a little disrespect to you, and you have tried to use the water to strengthen your majesty! Xiang Lu sighed.

"Indeed, as you say, I secretly cleaned the mud and sand from the cave to save their fields from flooding, but they became more and more disrespectful to me, the village chief! I can't stand it, so I won't clean it up and let them believe in the river god again! The village chief said sadly.

"Village Chief! With all due respect, if you still cherish the position of village chief, I think you will always suffer from gains and losses! Xiang Lu looked at the village chief, saw that he was remorseful, and said: "It's better to set a day every year, let the villagers clean up the mud and sand in Tanzhong by festivals, and you don't accept the worship anymore, and don't inherit the position of the village head, so that your family's secrets, I think, will be preserved and can be forgiven." ”

The ghost blows the lamp