Chapter 113: On the eve of the Great Chaos

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"It's really not the right time for this rain......," Chang Jin frowned and said looking at the drizzling rain outside the window. He had moved back to the city yesterday and was living with Wang Qinian.

"Yes, thief God, tomorrow is going to take the exam, so you have to bring a pad, otherwise your feet will be in the mud, how can you be in the mood for the exam. Wang Qinian also scolded.

Wanshan Mansion Trial Courtyard is next to the government office, it is built in the ninth year of Xianheng of the Dayan Dynasty, sits in the northwest and faces the southeast, there are three before and after, there are boxes on the left and right sides, the three main buildings in the middle are more than six zhang wide, the front seat is four zhang deep, the middle seat, the back seat are three zhang deep. The left and right boxes are each ten zhang wide and fifteen zhang deep.

The examination hall is divided into the invigilator's hall, the accompanying teacher's room and more than 3,000 open test booths. The invigilator's hall stands in front of the test booth, condescendingly, and has a clear view of the inside of the test booth.

This kind of open examination booth has a good sunny day, but on a rainy day, it has suffered a lot of candidates. Although there is a shelter above to prevent the test papers from getting wet, the floor of the examination shed is not paved with green bricks, and the terrain is low-lying, so the water cannot be drained when it rains, and it is often poured into the examination shed.

At the end of the day, almost all the candidates had their feet soaked in mud.

In this environment, it's strange to be able to write good articles. There was once a scholar who encountered a rainy situation when he took the government examination, and when he was about to hand in the paper, the article was beaten into ink by the raindrops, and it was too late to re-transcribe, so he had to write a limerick poem at the back, hoping that the examiner could raise his noble hand.

The poem says: After 12 years of hard reading, a heavy rain broke the dream. If the examiner doesn't take me, I will go home and go to Huangquan with my life.

This limerick poem makes people laugh when you read it, but it is a handful of bitter tears when you think about it.

Wang Qinian scolded the weather a few words, and saw that Chang Jin did not speak, but his brows became more and more wrinkled, so he smiled and said: "Yunsheng is worried about tomorrow's government test, peace of mind, you are the Tongqu County case, plus the poetry is famous, and the middle show is not a problem." It's a foolish brother who doesn't have a score in his heart, I'm afraid it's miserable this time......"

Wang Qinian knew very well how much material he had in his stomach, and the county test was just a fluke. As for the government test, I didn't have much hope, and I purely came to Wanshan Mansion to play.

"I'm not worried about the house test" Looking at the foggy weather, Chang Jin's worries became deeper and deeper.

Somehow, he always felt that there would be an accident in Wanshan Mansion. Looking carefully at the luck above it, the white and red breath blended, but it was much more vigorous than a few days ago.

It was supposed to be a good thing, but somehow, the more uneasy he became.

When watching the rain in front of the Changjin window, there was also an accident in the water mansion twenty or thirty miles away.

Jiang Zhu sat on the throne, took a sip of wine, and said to the twenty or thirty water demons standing under His Highness: "You will take the invitation card and inform the river gods from all walks of life, if anyone asks, they will talk about discussing the establishment of another river boss." Don't reveal the news of Ben Shuijun's return......"

After speaking, he turned his head again and said: "Qingyuan, you go to Baishui River in person, inform the Baishui River God, and say that Benshui Jun has admired her for a long time, and invite her to come to Shuifu for a ......."

"Yes" The old man nodded after hearing this, and then hesitated: "Master, what should I do if the Baishui River River God does not agree?"

"Disagree......" Shui Shui Jun hesitated, if he was still on the Hebo Divine Throne before, the gods under his jurisdiction dared to disobey the order and directly take down the altar.

If you can't do that now, it's likely that there are other gods behind the Baishui River God.

At this time, he must have to work hard to raise an army to fight. If the movement is too big, it will not be good to alarm the Daoyuan.

It's better to wait for Hebo to be proven, occupy the righteousness of Shinto by himself, and then find a reason for it, whether he fights or kills, he has his intentions.

"You try your best to persuade her, and if she wants, I am willing to send her in a hundred miles of water. If you don't want to, you can go back for now. ”

The old man replied again, and then bowed and left. When he arrived outside the main hall, his body suddenly bowed, turned into a loach more than a foot long, and quickly went up the river bottom.

Although turning into a human form can also rush the waves, it is just that it is too slow, and secondly, it is afraid of the appearance of the Taoist Academy, so Qingyuan will choose this way.

After running a hundred miles of waterway, he soon arrived at the entrance of the Baishui River, and swam forward for more than 20 miles, and met two shrimp soldiers and crab generals patrolling the river.

These two water demons are just human immortals, and they can transform into human forms, and they must be born by the river god with the talisman.

The shrimp soldier crab will stop Qingyuan and ask him about his intentions.

Then one of them opened his mouth and spat out the talisman, which fell into the water and disappeared. About a stick of incense passed, and the crab essence rushed to the water.

A few months ago, Qingyuan secretly observed the River Temple from No. 6 Road, and he felt a lot of emotion. Now walking along the waterway, my heart is even more surprised.

The body is in the middle of the water, and he can faintly feel the aura in the water surging in the direction of the river temple, which shows that the river god's control over the water has reached an extremely high level.

It's no wonder that Lord Shuijun let himself be careful, in this body of water, it is really difficult to carry out the attack.

When Qingyuan entered the mansion, he saw a girl sitting upright on the high platform, and knew that this was the river god of the Baishui River.

He had also seen the statue of the river god in the temple before, but he didn't dare to activate his spiritual power lightly, so he didn't observe it very carefully

Now that he is close at hand, he can't see the level of the other party's realm at all.

Shinto practice is really unpredictable. The degree of cultivation is far greater than breathing. It has been two or three hundred years since he opened his spiritual wisdom, and even with the help of Master Shuijun, he is now only a ghost and immortal.

The river god in front of him, I'm afraid that the realm is comparable to him. Only in this way can the true cultivation be concealed through the guò symbol.

"Where are you a water demon, what is the matter with my Baishui River?" is in the important land of the water mansion, and everything is under your own control. Xiao Qian's heart moved slightly, and she had already discovered the true realm of the old man.

"Little Lao'er's Qingyuan to meet the river god Niangniang" Qingyuan stepped forward to salute, and then introduced: "I was originally a subordinate of the water lord, decades ago my family water lord was the river uncle of the water section of Wanshan Mansion, and then was abolished by the Taoist Academy for no reason, the water lord avoided the cultivation, and now he has returned, the cultivation has increased greatly, and he specially invited the river god Niang Niang to discuss major matters in the reorganization of my water waters. I came to Master Shuijun to explain that if the river god Niangniang goes, there will be a good reward. ”

"I understand the kindness of the water king, but the god of the river has just led the Baishui River, and everything in the waters is complicated, and there are water demons from time to time to make trouble, and the god of the river needs to lead troops to suppress it, and it is really inseparable. ”

Xiao Qian groaned and refused.

She naturally didn't want to be bound by people, and if she went to the waters of other gods, she would be much more passive at that time.

The hundred-mile waters of the Baishui River are now under their own jurisdiction.

That Shui Shui Jun was driven away by the Daoist Academy before, presumably his strength was no more than that, so he refused. If the other party is dissatisfied and leads the troops to the Baishui River Basin, he is not afraid.