Early the next morning, the riverside was already full of people. No one from Xie Liu Village can come.

When Fan Xi arrived at the riverside, he found that the altar had been set up, and even the poultry and livestock had been set up. He was wearing a white suit and white shoes today, and a white scarf was wrapped around his head. Every year of the sacrifice, the boy must be chosen as a gift, and there is no doubt that this year the master chose him. It's just strange that Fan Xi has a feather on his head.

Turning around, Fan Xi's pupils suddenly narrowed. Because in the crowd, he saw Second Aunt Kong, who was already crying, and Second Uncle Kong, who was clenched with fists, with a strip of white cloth stuffed in his mouth, and was supported by several men and struggling. Obviously, he wanted to express something. From the direction he stared at with dead eyes, Fan Xi saw Sister Cuilian next to the goddess, dressed like a bride. It was unbearable, and he clenched his little fists as if he wanted to do something.

The sun did not climb up. The goddess looked up at the sky, seemed to understand something, turned around, and said to the villagers: "Fellow villagers, the river gods are sacrificed every year, and the wind and rain are smooth, and the sun is shining. Today, I am afraid that the sky will change, and I will not sacrifice again, but I am afraid that the river god will be angry. ”

"This, but Zhi'er and Tong'er haven't come back yet. The village chief looked back, waved his hand, signaled everyone to be quiet, and said, "Since you are sacrificing to the river god, you should wait for everyone to gather and ask for good luck." ”

"Yes, yes, yes. The villagers expressed their stance in unison. Of course, the goddess knew that they wanted to delay time, so she pulled Cuilian and was about to walk to the altar.

"No, I'm not going. You're going to go by yourself. "It's all at this time, who is not afraid, after a while, Cuilian and the goddess will scuffle.

"Coax", suddenly a column of water erupted from the river, sprayed onto the shore, drenched a large number of people, and also frightened a large number of people. There were a few timid ones, and they all went straight to the crotch of their pants.

The goddess looked at the trembling crowd and shouted excitedly: "See, if you don't want to die, hurry up and sacrifice, the river god is going to be angry." ”

People are afraid of death, and after a while, several men rushed out and helped carry Cuilian to the altar, regardless of Cuilian's shouting. The goddess snorted coldly, walked up to the altar, and said to the people, "Start the sacrifice." He stared at Fan Xi again and said, "The boy comes up, and the boy gives gifts." ”

Fan Xi sneered in his heart, such a man-eating monster still has to praise it. Walking straight up to the altar, passing by Cuilian, she whispered in her ear. But Cuilian didn't seem to understand, staring at him with her eyes and looking at him deadly. All these goddesses saw it in their eyes, and snorted coldly: "Don't rub it off, let's start." ”

Fan Xi glanced at the goddess and ignored him. Walking to the front of the altar, facing the river, he took a breath and read aloud:

In ancient times, there were great sages, who sacrificed life and forgot death. There are saints who sacrifice themselves to feed the eagles. I also heard that those who have great wisdom are willing to fall into reincarnation, hell is not empty, and they will not become Buddhas.

At that time, the great sages were either ancient or fallen. There is also a small night, and it never stops. It's a pity that good people have a short life, and they will plague for thousands of years.

Now there is a river bo, swallowing women, and eating human flesh. For the disaster of the township, the disaster of the party. There are also gods who are ignorant and clever in their words.

embarrassed, hooked up in groups, and for several years, tired of stealing people's lives. Or say that the river god is a god, and I only call it strange.

As for the goddesses, since the river gods feed on people, why not throw them at them?

After reading, Fan Xi threw the towel in his hand and flew into the river with the wind.

Turning his head to look at the Master, the Master smiled. Obviously, it was written by the Master. After hearing this, the goddess trembled with anger, pointed at Fan Xi, and walked towards him step by step. But the sea of anger was surging, and he couldn't speak for a while. The neighbors of the village under the head can probably understand half of the article, and they all think that Fan Xi praises the river god. Just waiting for the goddess to push the sacrifice down the river, I didn't expect the goddess to have this change.

"Okay, you short-lived, hairy boy with a thousand cuts, what did you say?" the goddess was furious.

Fan Xi grimaced and said to the crowd below: "Just now the river god told me that after eating the girl baby for so many years, he wants to change the taste. He also said that since the goddess was so heartfelt to him, he would take the goddess away. When the people below heard this, they immediately exploded, this, what is the situation?

The goddess was the only one, with her hands propped up on the altar table, so angry that she couldn't breathe, and yelled at Fan Xi: "The vertical deceives me too much, and the vertical deceives me too much."

Fan Xi ignored him, walked to Cuilian by himself, pulled her to the stage, and said as he walked: "Hebo Nian's goddess has worked too much, and she wants to take her to enjoy immortality." ”

The people below were talking, and they didn't know what was going on. But I saw that the goddess suddenly rushed towards Fan Xi and shouted: "Little doll, let the river god enjoy the taste of the child." Rushed to Fan Xi's back, stretched out his hand to grab him and push him into the river. Na Cuilian obviously saw her coming, and pushed the goddess with her hand. The goddess staggered backwards and stumbled a few steps, and with one foot on the edge of the altar. The altar had no guardrails, and the poor goddess was unstable, so she fell into the river. "Ahhh Then he heard a loud bang, fell into the river, and made a splash.

Everyone looked stupid, who would have thought of such a change.

Those who were a little more bold were standing trembling, and the timid ones had already collapsed on the ground.

"Ahh

"No, not a ghost. Everyone looked back and saw that it was the master, but they saw him come out, looked at Jiang Xin, and said, "It's a dragon." ”

With a sound of "coaxing", there was a splash in the sky, and I saw a long black dragon rising into the sky. The two front paws rested on the altar, revealing a huge head with a mustache and a terrible smell. But this one, like an ox, is several times larger than the head of an ox, but it has no horns on its head. Its eyes were fixed on everyone.

Suddenly, on the monster's head, a pair of symmetrical horns slowly grew. Some people are stunned, some people are stupid, and some people are screaming and trying to run.

The monster dragon opened its huge mouth, revealing a mouth full of fangs, and roared in the sky. Those who wanted to run suddenly fell to the ground and could not get up again.

"It's really a dragon, it's really a dragon!" some screamed, some sighed, and some even rejoiced. In this world, there are many good dragons. Don't you know that once you encounter a real dragon, you may be scared of your life. Who knows, there was a young man, in the midst of endless surprise and screams, he said softly: "Dragon?

"Boom", a ray of light, tore through the sky, accompanied by a thunder, straight in the Zailiu River. The next moment, the sky, which was originally quite bright, seemed to be covered by a black curtain. Looking up, bundles of black clouds wandered away, only to merge into a ball for a while, pressing Xunyang City. The city is destroyed. The lightning and thunder in the clouds seemed to be manipulated by gods and demons.

"Little Jiaolong, I don't know how thick the sky is. "

It's the sky, it's the sky that speaks. The voice was strong and majestic, and it endured. That voice penetrates the past and the present, and the vicissitudes of life are incomparable.

Just a respite, Xie Liucun boiled.

"God has opened his eyes, God has opened his eyes" How many people sing and dance, God, is their lifelong faith. It turns out that God does not deceive me.

The black dragon looked at the sky, his eyes full of resentment. It does not understand, fifteen hundred years. It roared and roared: "God, do you have eyes?" In the blink of an eye, it opened its teeth and claws, and rose to the sky.

But he saw a thunderbolt, which slashed straight at the dragon's head, and the black dragon's originally flying body paused at this moment, and then took a breath and fell straight down the river, stirring up bursts of river water.

"Although the sky has no eyes, there is a catastrophe. "A burst of desolation, cool through the land of the Emperor and Queen of Heaven, cool through the land of Kyushu.

God, do you really have eyes?

Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs. Don't you know that dragons have calamities, and people also have calamities.