There is a river that runs through the east and west in the south of Yongfeng Town, called Surabaya, which is one of the main routes that ships must pass through.

The water of the river is sometimes clear, and fish and shrimp can be seen playing, sometimes it is turbid, and the yellow sand is rolling, sometimes it is calm, and sometimes it is turbulent.

It is rumored that there is a river god in this river, and the boats come and go frequently, disturbing the cultivation of the river god, so at the beginning of each month, the auspicious day of the zodiac must be selected to cook sheep and slaughter cattle on the merchant ship, and pray for the river god to keep the ship peaceful.

Today is another good day, and the merchants are gathered on the boat, waiting for the servants to set up the prayer supplies, and then the prayer service can begin.

......

As the minutes ticked by, the supplies were finally ready.

The ceremony officially began with the prayers of the shaman.

With the dancing of shamans and devotees, and the incomprehensible language of the gods, the ritual seems to have reached its climax.

However, at this moment, the three incense candles that were originally inserted on the tribute platform were suddenly broken.

For a moment, all the personnel on board panicked.

"Wizard Master! this is ...... What's wrong?" someone began to ask.

"Lord Wizard, is the river god angry? is it because our tribute is not in line with his old man's wishes?"

"Wizard, are you talking?"

"Wizard ......"

For a while, the wizard became the backbone of everyone, and it seemed that as long as he said a word, he could be recognized by everyone.

The wizard who was in it was naturally aware of this, so he rolled his eyes and thought about it.

"Don't make a noise, everyone! The river god is talking to me!"

The wizard waved his hand to keep everyone from panicking, and he himself began to babble again.

To others, it does seem like that.

After a full two sticks of incense, the sorcerer finally stopped.

He was sweating a lot, which showed that it had taken a lot of effort.

The believers next to him hurriedly brought towels and water to help the wizard wipe his sweat and feed water.

The wizard glanced meaningfully at all the merchants who were doing it, and then fell silent.

The people who were doing it didn't know what the wizard had said to the river god, and they felt sorry but didn't dare to speak, so they sat there one by one, staring intently at the wizard's expression.

As businessmen who read countless people, they naturally have the ability to capture subtle expressions and guess their hearts.

However, the theory of the river god was so ingrained in the hearts of the people that they would never think that the sorcerer was thinking about how to get more benefits from them.

In fact, the incense was originally done by the wizard himself.

"What did the river god say? What did we need to do? Even if we can't do it, we will do everything we can to solve it!"

"Yes, Wizard, now we can do anything for the sake of the River God!"

"Brother Sima! You can't just say this big thing! I heard that you recently took a concubine, and she is very good-looking, if the river god wants it, you can also give it up?"

"Hahaha......"

This seemed to hit everyone's laughter, and they laughed without hesitation, but they couldn't laugh anymore when they laughed and laughed.

Because, this kind of thing may happen to you.

If it appears to me, what will happen to me?

For a moment, there was silence in the cabin again.

"Alas......"

The wizard sighed deeply at this point.

A sigh aroused the vigilance of everyone, and at the same time a bad premonition arose in their hearts, and they stared warily at the wizard's mouth.

"Lord River God said she was lonely down there!"

Click!

As soon as these words came out, it exploded in everyone's hearts like a thunderbolt from the sky.

"But ......"

The wizard spoke again.

"But how?" someone asked hurriedly.

"I said to the river god, you people are pious, and you have been worshiping the river god for ten years, hoping that the river god will not look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, and can spare you people, don't be angry with everyone!"

"What did the river god say?" someone asked again.

At the same time, it is the answer that everyone wants to know.

"The old man of the river god said: I don't need their relatives to accompany me, but I must find a pair of children and boys to accompany her, and they must be twins! Moreover, as long as the boys and girls are provided, in the next year, you only need to sprinkle some goods into it when you pass through the river, and you don't have to spend a lot of time to worship her old man every month!"

"That's a good thing! As long as we don't touch our family, we can definitely do it!

"Yes, as long as we don't touch our family! Hahaha, Brother Sima, you don't have to worry about handing over the concubine this time!"

"Then hurry up and get to the shore! Let's quickly contact the county office!"

"The old man of the county government seems to be Song Shizhang? That old man doesn't seem to be able to get oil and salt, it's not so easy to handle! And I heard that his nephew is an elder of the True Yin Sect!"

"I can't care so much! I can't do it, I can't kill him with money!"

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On the banks of the Surabaya River, a madwoman is walking aimlessly by the river with a black object in her arms.

Her hair was disheveled, her face was black, and she was covered in mud, and she couldn't see what she looked like at all.

She kept shouting: "My son, my mother will take you to eat your favorite yellow stewed chicken!"

Everyone who saw the crazy woman retreated and hid far away.

"Son, hurry up, the mad woman has turned back!" the fisherman's daughter kindly reminded the young man standing by the river.

I saw that the gentle and elegant young man had the posture of a fairy wind and bones, which made people feel like a spring breeze, and the girl couldn't help but feel spring when she looked at it.

I saw the young man smiling gently at the girl.

"Father, go back, I'll accompany Childe!" said the girl, not caring at all about the reserved nature of a woman.

"You stinky girl, you can't walk when you see a beautiful man!

When the fisherman saw it, he felt that his old face was lost, so he took his daughter's hand and dragged it back.

"Let me go...... I am willing to go to the soup for my son......"

The voice faded away, and the gentle young man smiled and shook his head, not seeming to be disgusted by the girl's behavior.

He turned his gaze back to the mad woman.

The mad woman seemed to be ignorant, and came to stand beside the young man.

"Is this your son's head?" the young man's finger touched on the stone in the madwoman's arms, and the original stone turned into a human head in an instant.

And that head is the head of the dead Xie Jinyuan.

"Come with me, I can let your son stay with you forever, never separated!"

The young man's voice was very soft, like a spring breeze, blowing through Xie Poniang's heart.

Ding dong!

It seemed that a stone fell into the sea of hearts, splashing water, and at this moment Xie Poniang's heart returned to calm, and her consciousness returned to her mind.

"You...... It's true? Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who it is, it's true or not, you come with me! You don't have a choice anyway, do you?"

With that, the young man said no more, and turned and walked upstream.

Mrs. Xie looked at the dead head she was holding in her hand, and resolutely followed.