"The river god in the Yellow River, that's a good point." The old ghost sneered, and didn't say whether he believed or didn't believe the other party's words: "Go on." "

The old ghost has a short temper, but after all, he is such an old person, and while listening, he is trying to tell whether there is moisture in the other party's words, but I feel that this is nonsense when I listen to it next to me.

The man began to say, Xiao Jiuhong didn't say a word, Qiqi saw that her hair and clothes were messed up, and wanted to help her tidy, but Xiao Jiuhong raised her eyes and glared, and Qiqi didn't dare to move anymore. I frowned, and said in my heart that this little Jiuhong was too ignorant, so I pulled Qiqi to the side and said, "Don't pay attention to her." "

Xiao Jiuhong is like a hedgehog, she will stab whoever recruits her, and she glared at me in a blink of an eye, probably regretting that she didn't catch me in a hurry outside the mass grave at that time.

The man explained the matter, and there were a lot of side details in it. The reason why they attacked the ancestral grave of the Sun family was completely from a sacrifice to the river god. Native of the Yellow River, believe in the Dragon King, from ancient times to the present, the two sides of the Yellow River do not know how many large and small Dragon King Temples have been built, and Pai Sect belongs to foreign households, they have been believing in the river god since the ancestor of the year, and think that all the rivers, seas and lakes in the world, there are their own river gods. In the sixties and seventies, the policy was very tight, and no one dared to commit crimes against the wind, so those old stereotypes disappeared, and it was not until these two years that they began to slowly recover.

The head of the Pai sect is rarely involved in various things, but the annual festival to the river god must be presided over by the head of the river himself. The year before last, Paijiao built two big boats, and the head of the big row personally led them and went down to the river to worship. In ancient times, the sacrificial process was very complicated, but with the changes of the times, the sacrificial process has been simplified, and now, it is to burn incense and beat drums, and put guns on offerings. When the boat of the river festival reached the center of the river, the head of the row burned the sacrifice of the river, and the sacrifice was burned to ashes and sprinkled into the river.

At this moment, the two large ships suddenly shook as if they had crashed into a reef, and then froze and did not move. The Yellow River boat will encounter a corpse boat, but the trapped ones are generally small boats, and large boats like that can't be trapped. A boatload of people didn't know what was going on, so they sent two people into the water to see. However, soon after entering the water, the two people floated to the surface of the river with the splash, and the person was very dead, the death was very ugly, and the nose, eyes, and mouth were bleeding.

The people of the sect believe that their boat carries the ancestral drum that divides the water to ward off evil spirits, and the general evil people dare not approach, and if there are still people who die in the case of the ancestral drum shock, it can only mean that they have provoked the river god. The people of the sect have an almost blind worship and fear of the river god, which is the custom and habit that has been passed down for thousands of years, the people on the two boats, including the big row head, puff on their knees, with the boat with all kinds of sacrifices rained down into the water, but the big boat is still trapped by something, it is difficult to move an inch, after a long time, everyone began to panic, some people tried to put down the small sampan, to see if they could sit on the sampan to leave, but the sampan was overturned by something as soon as the water got out of the water.

The great creation of Paijiao, that is, the goatee knelt and made a vow with the river god at that time, and said a lot of things, the meaning is very simple, that is, they are all the disciples and grandchildren of the river god, if there is anything wrong, ask the river god for forgiveness, and the river god can ask for anything, you can put it forward.

This was originally a nonsense similar to bluffing, but soon after the goatee made a wish, the water around the big boat splashed little by little, and a huge white carp loomed on the water, followed by the river began to float upwards, large and small fish, all floating up with white bellies, densely packed, at least hundreds.

These dead fish that came up from the bottom of the river did not float away with the current, they slowly gathered together, swirling slightly, and in about ten minutes, hundreds of dead fish were piled up on the river next to the big boat, gathered into three words.

"This matter, the boat was full of people watching at that time, I don't tell lies, you can ask casually, if I lie, you take a knife and chop me, I don't have a word." When the man said this, he probably felt that his narration was too bizarre, lest the old ghost not believe it, so he swore poisonous oaths one after another.

The corners of the old ghost's eyes and mouth twitched a few times, and he kept his head silent, and after a while, he said, "Let's go on." "

The last three words of the dead fish on the river were: Destroy the Seven Gates.

Among the thirty-six side gates, each has its own title, the battlefield, the Paijiao, the God of Wealth (in fact, it is the corpse fisher), the water rat, etc., etc., the only one of which is a faction of seven gates, and the seven doors are one, which is the river sage. The people on the boat whispered to each other, and soon knew what Qimen meant, and many people began to mumble, because the river was not fishing for parallel goods, did not dominate the sand boat, and had no conflict of interest with Paijiao, and the two gangs had been safe and sound for many years.

But the goatee has made a vow, and the river god has also made a clear request, Pai Sect a few people with heads and faces to discuss it, people who have been walking on the water all the year round know that today their big boat is trapped, even if the people on the boat try their best to escape, it will be useless, unless the entire Pai Sect up and down all wash their hands and change their careers, otherwise as long as they sail in the future, they will definitely suffer retribution.

For the sake of everyone's safety and interests, at last the big line came out to speak, and the goatee wrote yellow sheet paper, burned it and threw it in the river, which means that he would do as the river god instructed. The moment the paper ash fell into the river, the big boat was able to move violently, and the dead fish floating on the river suddenly scattered into a piece, and floated away along the current, and the huge white carp shook again, and then burrowed into the water without a trace.

The people who pai jiao have always relied on water to eat, never do business on the land, since this accident, they have to draw out some people, everywhere to inquire about the whereabouts of the river tree, the Qimen river has withered and disappeared, except for the Song family still has a bit of a family background, the rest are scattered in all parties, each generation of the river is very low-key, never everywhere to publicize their identity, so it is a little difficult to find their whereabouts. The Sun family is the most completely defeated family, Pai Jiao inquired for a long time, and finally touched the ancestral tomb of the Sun family, they have always believed in ghosts and gods, so they also believe in these things in the past life and afterlife of yin and yang feng shui, goatee told the big row leader, no matter whether the Sun family has descendants or not, anyway, they will break their ancestral tomb.

The man said that they actually don't want to do this kind of thing, each door has its own rules, Paijiao is Paijiao, not a soil crawler (tomb robber), but there is no way to be forced, not doing this is equivalent to offending the river god, and there will be no good life in the future.

"That's all, no lies." The man looked at the old ghost and said, "If you don't believe me, leave me behind and let her go." "

The old ghost was silent, kept his head stuffy, didn't know what he was thinking, and the man didn't dare to say anything more after saying a few words, lest he make the old ghost anxious.

"You guys, let's go." After a few minutes, the old ghost raised his head and said to the man: "Go back and talk to your leader and Dazao, this is the last time, and the idea of fighting seven doors in the future, Lao Tzu will definitely not be soft!" "

The man was relieved, barely got up from the ground, and beckoned Xiao Jiuhong to leave. The girl's temper was as stubborn as that of a donkey, and until this time she refused to give in and glared at me fiercely.

"Ninth sister, let's go!" The man pulled Xiao Jiuhong, turned around and left.

They walked very fast and disappeared from sight not long after. It was nearly dusk, and the old ghost sat on the ground dumbfounded, motionless. Qiqi and I didn't know what was wrong with him, standing behind him and not daring to make a sound, after a long time, Qiqi walked next to the old ghost and said softly: "Master, what's wrong with you?" "

"It's nothing" The old ghost finally turned around slowly, at this moment, I was surprised to find that his head was full of white and black hair, as if all of them were gray, and there were more wrinkles on his face, the whole person was like a deflated ball, wilted, listless, he squinted at us, and finally looked at Qiqi, and said: "Baby, go over there, find some water for you, you are very thirsty." "

"Yes." Qiqi nodded and ran to the side, scooped out a little in the stagnant water, and slowly clarified.

"What is a man? Lao Tzu has lived all his life, but he has not figured it out. The old ghost's chapped lips trembled slightly, turned his face to the side, looked at the remnant sun that was about to fall in the sky, and said slowly: "Lao Tzu is tired." "

I don't know if I'm wrong, but the moment the old ghost turned his head, I saw a few tears faintly flowing out of his squinted eyes. The tears were as muddy as a river, hanging in the corners of the old ghost's eyes, and they kept whirling. Seeing his tears, I was surprised inexplicably, people like old ghosts can also cry?

"You, what's wrong?" I slowly approached the old ghost, looked down and saw that the wound on his waist had accumulated into a black and red bloodstain, and I had my grandfather's wound medicine in my baggage, which was very effective, so I took it out and prepared to put it on the old ghost. The old ghost blocked my hand, untied the placket of his clothes, took out a small knife from his baggage, burned it with fire, and then little by little, picked out the iron and sand from the wound. The iron sand is all drilled into the flesh, and the tip of the knife has to cut through the skin, and the flesh can be picked open to slowly find out the iron sand inside. It must have hurt a lot, but the old ghost didn't frown.

"Talk? What's going on? I looked at the old ghost's appearance, and faintly felt a little distressed, no matter how powerful he was, no matter how irritable he was, he was also an old man in his seventies, older than my grandfather: "What the people who teach you have provoked?" It's okay ahead, why do you turn your face like this? Do you believe that kind of nonsense that the river god wished for? "

The old ghost picked up the iron sand in the meat and said, "It's not a nonsense, I believe it." But that's not how the river god is, it's someone who is playing tricks. "

"That's it, what kind of river god is not a river god, it must be the people who sect the sect to make ghosts themselves. Even if you believe it, you have to believe in the Dragon King, how can you believe the words of the Pai Sect? "

"Ghost puppeteers are not plausible." The old ghost sighed, suddenly put down the knife in his hand, wiped the corner of his eye, and said to me, "Do you know the origin of that white carp?" "

"White carp, I don't know." I'm no stranger to the white carp, and when I was being chased by a goatee, it was the white carp that showed up and brought me a little bit of a turnaround. The platoon taught the men that after the accident of the big boat they worshipped the river god, the white carp swam vigorously by the side of the boat.

"That fish was raised by a man." The old ghost said slowly: "The person who raised it is your master." "