Chapter 22 The Dragon King of the Jing River
The capital city is a large country, and the eight rivers flow around the four mountains.
How many emperors prospered here, and the world said Chang'an in ancient times.
Recently, one of the biggest gossips in the old mother's palace is that the Dragon King of the Jing River tampered with the edict of the Emperor of Heaven in order to win over a warlock named Yuan Shoucheng in the world, changed the time and number of rain without permission, and forcibly demolished the door of Yuan Shoucheng's hexagram shop, smashed everything, and destroyed his hexagram shop.
But the identity of the warlock Yuan Shoucheng is not ordinary, he is the uncle of the national teacher Yuan Tiangang, seeing that the Jinghe Dragon King smashed his own stall, he is still blatantly not afraid, and he does not see the slightest resentment, he sneers on his back to the sky, and asserts that the Jinghe Dragon King will be beheaded by the mortal Prime Minister Wei Zheng at the Dragon Terrace for violating the will in the near future.
The dragon king lost his color, knowing that he had stabbed a big basket this time, and his destiny was not forgiven, so he knelt on the ground and begged him to give him guidance. Yuan Shoucheng showed the Dragon King of Jinghe a way, and if he wanted to escape this fate, he could intercede with Wei Zheng's superior, His Majesty the Emperor.
The red sun is sinking in the west, on the Taiyin star, the dragon king of Jinghe knows that he has this difficulty, and he casts a spell overnight to change into a human appearance, enters the emperor's sleep, comes forward to bow down, and begs bitterly in the emperor's dream, and the emperor grants the request of the dragon king of Jinghe.
On the second day, the emperor ordered Wei Zheng to enlist the entourage of the court, so that he could not kill the dragon, but the death of the dragon king of Jinghe was determined by the destiny of heaven, and even the mortal emperor could not stay.
When the emperor and Wei Zheng played chess, Wei Zheng went to the dragon platform in a dream, according to the order of heaven, slashed the dragon remnants, the dragon king of Jinghe folded his claws and collected the scales, and the dragon head fell from the clouds to the cross street in the south of the thousand-step corridor of Chang'an, and the dragon's blood was stained with dust and stained the entire dragon head, the emperor sighed, and also knew that this was an immortal method, and it had nothing to do with Wei Zheng, in order to wake up those immortals who did not do good deeds, he hung the head of the dragon king on the market.
Above the immortals, there is especially the way of heaven, especially good and evil.
Everything is predestined a long time ago, the dragon king has a proud personality, and naturally he can't get used to Yuan Shoucheng, who has to eat dragon golden carp every day, and he will inevitably come to the door to find fault, Yuan Shoucheng has long been waiting for the dragon king to come to the door in this small shop in Chang'an, and then told him that he can go to the emperor to solve the problem, Wei Zheng has long been destined to kill the dragon in his sleep, and the emperor is also destined to have this nightmare.
Everything is predestined, and nothing can be changed.
Even at this moment, the emperor's nightmare is also in the calculation of the Heavenly Dao, and now the emperor will dream every day that the Dragon King of Jinghe will sneak into the dream with his head and cry bloody tears, wailing.
The emperor couldn't sleep all night, only to feel that the dragon king of the Jing River was haunted by the soul and couldn't get rid of it, so he posted a bulletin to the world, hoping to find someone who could exorcise evil spirits and refresh the soul, amnesty the world, and set up a water and land dojo, only hoping that the souls of the world's unjust deaths could be laid to rest.
The news reached the old mother palace, all the classmates were ready to move, the old mother palace is the main gate of Taoism, these skills to exorcise ghosts and ghosts are basic skills, no matter whether you can get the emperor's trust or not, this is a good opportunity to make a name for yourself in the world.
Mortals don't know, but they know the inside story of the execution of the Jinghe Dragon King, and now there should be no one in the human world and the heavenly immortals and Buddhas who don't know about the Jinghe tragedy.
The Jinghe River basin is eight hundred miles wide, and the scope of the Jinghe Dragon King's jurisdiction is naturally very large, his temperament is rigid and self-serving, and he is also negligent in disciplining his children, the Dongting Dragon King married his dear little daughter to the Jinghe Dragon King's youngest son, Jinghe Xiaolong, the Jinghe Xiaolong has a violent temperament, and he beats the Dongting Dragon Girl all over the body, and the Dragon Girl can't stand it, so she asks for help from the passing scholar Liu Yi.
The Dragon King of Dongting hesitated to hold the Dragon King of Jinghe accountable, but his younger brother the Dragon King of Qiantang was bent on standing up for his niece, plundering 3,000 miles, killing 600,000 people, injuring 800 acres of crops, and even swallowing the Jinghe Xiaolong alive and creating the Jinghe tragedy.
Qiantang has been ambushed, Jinghe Xiaolong has also been left with bones, but Jinghe Dragon King also has to bear a punishment for poor management, when the incident happened, Jinghe Dragon King has been detained on the Heavenly Palace waiting to be released, tampering with the Emperor's decree is actually big or small, Jinghe Dragon King is not a drop of rain, nor did he launch a great drought in the red land.
He just didn't get ordered to rain.
If it is only punished according to the time and number of rains tampered with, then the Jinghe Dragon King is estimated to be a coolie and hand over some treasures.
But the Jinghe tragedy suffered from the master Wang Xiaotao reported to Mount Tai, the Jinghe tragedy shocked the world, 600,000 people, 800 miles of Jinghe, the emperor was determined to punish severely, in order to show warning.
The punishment of stripping the dragon, which was originally executed by Jin Nanjing, was personally executed by Wei Zheng, the representative of the mortals.
In addition, the Emperor of Heaven ordered that the mountain gods and land gods in various places mobilized people to destroy the temple of the Dragon King of Jinghe, which was to cut off the incense sacrifice of the Dragon King of Jinghe, and completely make the Dragon King of Jinghe lose his source of faith and disappear his divine power.
Mortals kill gods, the meaning of the Emperor of Heaven is very simple, if such a thing happens again, no matter what kind of god you come from, you will have to pay the corresponding price.
"It's raining······ Is there a decree of the heavenly court? ”
"It's always been like this?"
Wang Xiaotao sat in front of the door of the woman in Tsing Yi wearing an eye patch, knocked on her door, and told her about this matter carefully from beginning to end, she knew that this woman was also a warlock, as soon as she saw herself, she knew who she was without talking or asking, she was the same person as Yuan Shoucheng.
She didn't know what she meant by saying this to her, she didn't expect any reaction from this woman in Tsing Yi, she just had no one to speak, she just felt that some words were not spit out and unhappy, and it was time to express them.
"Then let's settle down······ No, the drought of our Jinghe River in those two years was also the decree of the Heavenly Court? ”
The reason for punishing the Dragon King of Jinghe was poor management, and the murder of zongzi was to tamper with the time and point of rain, but he did not say anything about the drought that did not fall in those two years.
"So······ Is it the gods of heaven who have created this drought for us? Are they the ones who let us die? Wang Xiaotao said softly, she didn't dare to speak loudly, for fear of frightening the heavens, "But, why? ”
Wang Xiaotao still remembers the piety of the priests, Dandan, those fanatical sacrifices, and those human animals who regard death as their home, why? At the time of the sacrifice, the gods were always on the high, because they always knew that they were just indifferent to us and die.
We believe in you so much, we are willing to sacrifice everything we have to you, our blood, our flesh, our loved ones, and even ourselves, you can say whatever you want, I will give you anything, I trust you so wholeheartedly, believe in you, just so that you can help me through the tribulation.
But now you tell me that you gave me all these calamities?
Why?
Why!
How dare you!
The past is not as dead as yesterday, it is like an appendage, hidden, when she glimpsed the light of day, he dragged her hard, watched her fall and bleed, Fang casually laughed at her innocence.
Wang Xiaotao's whole body trembled, so hateful, hateful.
Are these lives, these lives and deaths, these sorrows, these nightmares, just a game of immortals?
You are the one who gave me faith, and you are the one who gave me suffering.
You are the one who is good to me, and you are the one who wants my life!
Compassion is you, cruelty is you, smiling is you, and evil is you!
Is there anything worth believing in such an immortal god? Is there anything worth joining?
Such a virtue is not even worthy of being done by a human being, so how can he sit on the high Nine Heavens and look down on all beings?
Wang Xiaotao raised her head and looked at the old mother's palace in the distance, she knew that the people inside wanted to become immortals and gods, and some of them would also become the Dragon King of Jinghe and Qiantang?
It's really ······ It's disgusting.