Mo Ling looked at his dress and appearance slightly, and knew what was going on. He bowed his head to the gods: "You don't have to wonder! This is the result of my great mana and new supernatural powers." In the future, I will have a thousand faces, ten thousand incarnations. One by one, amorphous, but these are all me. ”

The god knelt down and replied, "Lord, what else do you want next?"

Mo Ling stepped down from the high platform and asked the gods, "Since this water king is from the Sui River River, what must he know, but he can stay alive?" The great god will return: "The two guards are tied up by their subordinates and are in the courtyard. ”

Nodding, Mo Ling came to the outside of the courtyard, and sure enough, he saw two little ghosts who were tied up, covered in blood and black gas, and asked: "If you want to live, answer my question honestly, and if you say a wrong word, you will cut off a hand and leg." ”

Where had the two little ghosts seen such a scene, and they wondered why the god of the water king, who had already been killed, had changed his clothes and washed his face again? Mo Ling asked, "Where did the Water King come from, and what kind of god is Suihe Hebo?"

A little ghost on the left, as if he understood something, rushed back first: "The great god spares his life, I'll tell you, the little ones know!" The water king god is a subordinate of the former collection of the river and the river, because of the mistakes made, he was sent here by the river lord, he made up a water king god by himself, pretending to be the dress and appearance of the mortal prince, scaring the people to build a temple for him, and offering incense. As for the Sui River Hebo, it is rumored that he is the biggest god of the Sui River in Shudi, and there are thousands of sailors and tens of thousands of imps under his command, and he has been sitting on the throne of the god for more than 700 years. Control the Sui River, there is great mana, and you can manipulate the water and clouds. ”

Mo Ling's eyebrows tightened, he couldn't imagine that there was such a big ghost in the land under the jurisdiction of Jiannan City!

This Hebo was able to escape the rebellion of the previous dynasty and went through this dynasty for 500 years, which is really not to be underestimated. Even if it is Jiannan City, there is no such big ghost over there, and the longest is the god of herding agriculture for more than four hundred years.

Thinking of this, Mo Ling couldn't help but secretly doubt, and asked again: "Is this flood related to Hebo?"

The little ghost kowtowed and said, "I don't know this little one! The water prince was sent here and never went back." Hebo's big deal, how can we little ghosts know?"

Since he was able to avoid the rebellion of the previous dynasty, he thought that this Hebo was not a simple character, and this kind of ghost had always been shrewd, how could he suddenly let the flood go unchecked? If it was said that the flood had nothing to do with him, he could not justify it. Could there be something else going on?

Mo Ling couldn't think of it for a while, so he snorted coldly at the two little ghosts: "You two have done a lot of evil, and it is difficult to convince the public without punishment." Capital sins can be avoided, but living sins cannot be escaped. and seal you up in the lion at the door, and repent in peace. Let's look at the after-effects. ”

The two imps were lucky to be able to escape death tonight. Where else can I say more, hurry up and thank you for not killing. You must know that if other ghosts and gods come, the losing side will definitely be wiped out, and there will be no one left.

Mo Ling's sleeve robe rolled up, and directly knocked the two little ghosts into the stone lion, sealing the divine power.

Then he gave a dream to the people in the city, saying that in the past, this water king god was faked by evil ghosts after the real water king went out, and the real water king has now returned, and the evil ghosts have been killed, and the people no longer have to worship blood and food, and they can live in peace.

The situation on Mo Ling's side, Zheng Yichen naturally knew it as soon as he could, so he put down his heart and went all the way south. Under the guidance of the old man, he finally came to the disaster area.

On the road where the temporary rush out of the work, it was crowded with people fleeing backwards, men, women and children dragged their families with their mouths, everyone had anxiety on their faces, Zheng Yichen and his party were riding horses, and the soldiers were wearing helmets and armor, and the people saw that they retreated to both sides, bowed their heads and silenced, and did not dare to contradict them.

Xiao Jian, the leading general, followed Zheng Yichen and said in a low voice:

"Third son, this is the periphery of the disaster area, the military division is in Fengcheng, fifty miles ahead, we will go over now, and we will be able to arrive at about five o'clock in the afternoon. ”

Zheng Yichen looked at the people below, frowned slightly, and shook his head slowly:

"No, don't go to the military division first. ”

Seeing Zheng Yichen's objection, everyone was a little puzzled, but Zheng Yichen turned his head to look at the old man who led the way, and said:

"Uncle, I wonder if you can take us to the depths of the disaster area?"

When the old man heard this, his eyes were a little stunned, I don't know if he was surprised that the rich boy in front of him didn't go to the safe and comfortable Fengcheng, but wanted to go to the depths of the dangerous disaster area, and was stunned for a moment, the old man nodded:

"Of course, the home of Xiao Lao'er's second son is in the disaster area, and I am also worried about their family. ”

Seeing that the old man was willing, Zheng Yichen nodded:

"Okay, please lead the way, let's go to the disaster area first. ”

Seeing that Zheng Yichen had made up his mind, Xiao Jian and the other soldiers didn't say anything more, and followed behind them with peace of mind. Due to the flood washing over this area, most of the original roads were destroyed, Zheng Yichen and others went around and around for a long time before arriving at four o'clock.

This is the southeast of the disaster area, and in the distance is Mianshui City, where there are no roads, only a few refugees are still migrating, and most of them are staying in their homes.

Zheng Yichen was not fast, and when he looked at both sides carefully, most of the people's faces were panicked, but few people had hunger on their faces, which made Zheng Yichen slightly surprised, he thought that the people in the disaster area would be very hungry.

But after thinking about it, the flood has only been two or three days now, and the food storage in the people's homes can still be held on for a few days, coupled with the disaster relief personally supervised by Zhang Zimo, and Zheng Xuan killed a large number of officials, the situation is not so bad that they are starving.

But Zheng Yichen did not relax a little because of this, he looked at it and asked:

"Uncle, I don't know if your second son is nearby?"

The old man hurriedly replied:

"It's just a short distance ahead. ”

"Then I wonder if I can go and sit down?"

Hearing Zheng Yichen's request, how dare the old man object, and hurriedly said:

"Of course I do, and I ask Childe to come with me. ”

The home of the second son of the old man is indeed not far from the front, an ordinary small farm yard, but at this time the courtyard is completely immersed in the water, and the activities of people are greatly restricted.

A peasant woman was washing rice at the door, and suddenly she saw a group of people riding tall horses coming to her door, and she was very frightened, and was about to cry out to her husband in the house, when she saw that her husband was also in the crowd.

"Don't be afraid, this son just wants to come to the house to sit down, go and call Erlang out, and make some tea. ”

Hearing her father-in-law speak, the peasant woman nodded, and hurriedly walked in, Zheng Yichen thought about it, motioned to the soldiers to wait at the door, and walked in with only Xiao Jian.

Erlang knew that his father was coming, and he brought a big man who didn't know where he came from, walked out, and saw Zheng Yichen, regardless of the water under his feet, and quickly knelt on the ground:

"Grass people meet your lord!"