At this moment, whether it is the villagers who have left or those who have not left, their hearts are trembling.

The river god who has plagued Ping'an Village for a year turned out to be just an old turtle, which has brought them a huge impact both visually and spiritually.

What's even more shocking is that now the shackles that have been put around the neck have disappeared, bringing a moment of confusion.

In any case, it was a torrential rain at the moment, and the black clouds were overwhelming, but the dark clouds hanging over my heart had disappeared.

"This is the river god?"

Seeing the old turtle lying on the ground without moving, the old village chief of Ping'an Village still couldn't believe it, stepped forward nervously, and kicked the old guy's turtle shell with his foot.

"Just now you sacrificed, except for this guy lying on the side at the bottom of the river, there is nothing else."

Shen Xiu glanced at the old man and explained.

Hearing Shen Xiu's words, the old villager's face was resentful, and he stepped forward again and stepped on it fiercely.

Because of this guy, he and them cost a lot of villagers' lives, and they were also in such a situation, how can this not make people indignant.

If it weren't for the so-called river god, his two nephews would not have drowned in that strange way.

To solve the trouble in Ping'an Village, a small request to rest and avoid the rain is naturally fulfilled.

After that day, the heavy rain, which had been raging for several days, began to abate, and in a few days, the irritating rainstorm finally stopped.

The long-lost morning sun appeared, and the sky cleared.

Shen Xiu began to continue to turn back to Shanglin along the official road, and encountered several waves of bandits who were not long-sighted on the way, all of which were solved by him casually.

After walking for a day, it was getting dark, and Shen Xiu saw a town from afar, so he quickened his pace and stepped into the town while the night was shrouded.

After asking a passerby, Shen Xiu followed a direction and came to an inn closest to the entrance of the town.

Although it is close to the entrance of the town, the inn is deserted, and the passengers and pedestrians are quite scarce.

The emaciated middle-aged shopkeeper was listlessly toggling the abacus, and the short shopkeeper was wiping the table, his eyes were erratic, and he looked at the door from time to time, looking absent-minded.

It's just on the first floor, there are only a few tables of scattered guests eating and drinking, and they don't care when they see people outside.

Let the shopkeeper serve a few dishes, Shen Xiu just ate and drank by himself, eating and eating, but he felt an inexplicable irritability in his heart.

He deliberately paused for a moment to observe carefully, and found that the restlessness did not come from the food, but seemed to come from the body.

After a while, he was distracted, and then opened his sleeves, and found that an ink-colored line extended from his wrist, and when he opened it, it turned out to be a black turtle pattern.

Shen Xiu's face turned gloomy.

To date, no one has dared to draw a turtle on him so silently.

The light in his eyes flowed, because of the cold breath that escaped faintly from his emotions, so that the shopkeeper and the shopkeeper on the side did not dare to come out.

Seeing the turtle mark on his body, Shen Xiu was stunned, and he already had a faint guess in his heart.

This method is obviously the work of those unknown monsters with strange abilities.

After all, for such a long time, no one can do this quietly on his wrist.

So far, the only thing he can do with the turtle is the turtle that he killed in Ping'an Village a few days ago.

So, this is an intention to declare war on me?

Shen Xiu's eyes were staring at the turtle pattern, but there was no sign of other circumstances, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The places he has walked in the past few days, the picture in his mind is like a horse's eye, constantly scrolling and playing.

He remembered the methods of the old turtle in the river in Ping'an Village, and the picture turned around, and suddenly froze in the morning, when he had washed his hands by the river.

So the question of when and where this turtle pattern got on his wrist is solved.

……

The sun is shining brightly and the breeze is warm.

Next to the river a mile outside Mianyang Town, there stood a young figure with a majestic and upright posture.

But the next day, Shen Xiu, who found the turtle mark on his hand, took the initiative to rush to the turbulent river.

This turtle pattern does not come from the tortoise son, it must also come from a family.

Tattooing his body and hand, except for the purpose of revenge, will not always want to give him a tattoo.

Since the turtle family wanted to find him, he took the initiative to send it to the door.

The river was constantly flowing, and Shen Xiu lingered for a long time beside this little-traveled river.

It's just that it backfired.

All afternoon, Shen Xiu stood by the turbulent river for almost a stick of incense.

In this river, there was still no abnormal movement, and Shen Xiu magnified his perception of the Five Realms martial cultivators, and he didn't notice the abnormal aura of the demons in the river.

Everything seemed to be wishful thinking on his part.

"Looks like I'm thinking too much."

Facing this turbulent river, Shen Xiu's voice sighed slightly, and he muttered, as if he regretted it.

He turned his back to the river.

As if nothing had happened, he walked towards the sparsely populated riverbank.

He took a few steps forward.

At this moment, in the turbulent river behind him, a section of the river in one place had an undercurrent surging, and the speed of the flow was strangely slowed down a little.

Immediately after that, on the surface of the river, which was not very flat, a human figure suddenly appeared.

At this moment, countless tiny columns of water rose into the air, and then the void stretched diagonally, transforming into slender and sharp arrows.

A few water arrows hidden in the river, hidden in the humming wind, burst out, spreading all over the body, covering all the vital points on his body.

This kind of powerful water arrow, those who have low cultivation are afraid that they will be full of holes if they touch it.

And Shen practiced as usual, when these breaths no longer existed.

The next moment when he was close to the surface of his body, the golden light on Shen Xiu's body suddenly emerged, and the protective energy instantly spread throughout his body, and the dazzling golden aura was extremely dazzling at this moment.

The countless fine crystalline water arrows pierced through the air, and many water arrows landed solidly on Shen Xiu's back.

Instant contact.

It made a sound of metal trembling like the handover of gold and stone.

Good is like water, soft and strong.

It can be seen that these water arrows that look fragile and incomparable, and the power of the water condensed by the river water is also in different directions.

It's just that with enough True Qi to operate and maintain, Shen Xiu's body protection strength is obviously superior.

Those are coming from the air.

A menacing volley of water arrows.

The next moment, one by one, exploded violently, and in the midst of the fragility, the crystal water droplets that collapsed flew all over the sky and scattered in all directions.

This time, a river beach by the river is sprinkled underground, and it is limited to local heavy rain in a certain place.