Approaching the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Meizhuang prepared a variety of exquisite moon cakes a few days in advance, and sent a batch to the more familiar Baifu and Li Gongfu.

On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the whole village had a good meal, and the whole house enjoyed the moon together at night.

Even the eldest lady Sun Shu, who rarely goes out, made a rare appearance and drank and admired the moon with everyone.

After months of practice, Sun Shu, like Sun Zheng's clone, has made rapid progress, has successfully built a foundation, and officially embarked on the path of cultivation.

Sun Zheng thought about it carefully, as if Lu Dongbin did not ask him not to pass on the swordsmanship, so he naturally passed the swordsmanship to Sun Shu and told her the news of the doomsday.

Sun Shu learned that she had the hope of becoming an immortal, and became more and more determined to practice, so she went into retreat directly, focusing on improving her realm and honing her swordsmanship.

The next day, August 16, is the annual Qiantang tide viewing period.

Countless tourists deliberately rush to these days to come to the sea to enjoy the annual Qiantang hydrological wonders.

In the end, this is the world of cultivation, folklore, this thing is a real dragon making trouble, or a water demon or a water ghost. Every year during the high tide, some monks and Taoists and other masters are always invited to come to the town.

The owner of Sun Zhuang, who once showed great powers, was of course inevitably invited by a group of villagers to come forward and go to the riverside town to subdue the evil demons.

Sun Zheng had seen this thing up close in the Ming World, and it felt like that. However, in the end, the reconstruction of the nearby village is also a round field played by itself, which is not easy to wipe the face, so I simply take a trip.

When they arrived at the estuary, some villagers had already occupied a high ground in advance, temporarily enclosed a place, and invited Sun Zheng to sit in town.

Looking around, dozens or hundreds of similar small groups set up a stage in the nearby enclosure early, and each invited a master to sit in the town.

Only then did Sun Zheng know that every time during the Qiantang tide, the tide would send countless sea creatures, different in size and strength.

Everyone will take advantage of this opportunity to go to the water's edge to fish, and the more you get, the higher the value, the better the meaning.

Looking around, the people who had gathered spontaneously, also from each pile, had chosen three or five people, stripped of their essence, and wrote a mark on their backs with a red pen, and were now surrounded by the villagers, raising small fires, and smearing some kind of grease on their bodies.

Good guys, this look is organized and systematic. No wonder those folks didn't talk nonsense at all when they came to invite Sun Zheng, this thing is a traditional project!

And the masters invited by each group, in addition to ensuring that the Kraken appeared in time for the town, they also had to rescue the villagers who went into the water as much as possible.

Catching the sea under such a high-intensity tide head is called making tides.

Sun Zheng grinned when he heard it, is this really not rushing to death?

Forget it, let's make a cameo as a beach rescue, with your own strength, there is no pressure to ensure the safety of a few ordinary villagers.

Besides, although more than 100 people came, only three people actually went into the water.

In the end, in the world of cultivation, even traditional activities are so challenging.

The heroes of the three mountains and five mountains in the Ming world do not get together from time to time to compete in martial arts, and when they talk about swords, they are regarded as not doing their jobs.

Modern society pays more attention to the human environment, and the most intense activities are just dragon boat racing, lion fighting or something. Projects like this, which kill people every year, are long gone!

Sun Zheng looked around and found that there were a few Taoist monks who were pasting talismans, reciting scriptures, and blessings to the few selected "tide makers" in his small circle.

I took out a few talismans, raised them gently, and pasted them directly on the three people of my house, and the golden light flashed, turning into a few golden tattoos that were very conspicuous.

The three boys were full of joy, feeling full of strength, and felt that the coolness had completely disappeared, so they hurriedly saluted and thanked Sun Zheng.

Everyone sang for a while, feeling that they were definitely going to make a big progress this year.

At about ten o'clock, a faint white line rolled in from the estuary, and a thunderous roar completely obscured the boiling voice.

I don't know when, on a certain stand in the high place, there was a burst of drums, and a group of trendy people were gearing up and warming up.

The first tide stirred up a vicious wave more than a foot high, and the crowd of people who were far away were drenched like chickens in soup, but they were not willing to retreat, but shouted one by one, and became excited like crazy and sick.

Nima, if you can use this spirit and spirit on the border military, you won't be packed and robbed by people even the emperor!

Sun Zheng's unhappy thoughts just came up and hurriedly pressed it, warning himself that this world is completely different from the timeline of the Ming world and even the modern world, and this kind of national fortune trend is not completely determined by manpower, and there is also the reason for the interference of the Heavenly Dao.

The second tide was even stronger, as if countless monsters were attacking together, rolling up vicious waves and roaring angrily, and even the high stands were watered by the stirring splash.

But no one retreated or fled, but became more and more excited, and shouted at the top of their voices, as if they wanted to suppress the evil wave with their own voices.

The third tide followed, and even Sun Zheng was sprinkled with a large ball of seawater in front of him.

Sun Zheng didn't move, a transparent barrier visible to the naked eye in front of him completely intercepted the incoming seawater, and the villagers who were closer to him became more and more excited and shouted louder after discovering it.

Looking elsewhere, there are a few monks who even have their robes drenched through, and they look like a mess, and they don't know where the gang got the parallel goods. With such a guy, can he also protect others? It's hilarious.

The third tide came and went quickly, but at the same time, the fourth tide rolled in, and the third tide that was about to retreat was stirred again.

The eager tide makers have taken this opportunity to rush to the head of the tide.

Sun Zheng had never seen this kind of formation, and it was inconvenient for him to express his opinion, so he just silently kept his attention.

At this time, he ran the Qi Lookout Technique, and was stunned to find that around the group of tide makers, countless faint demonic qi swirled and stirred, and they actually surrounded those tide makers.

A roar of ecstasy sounded from the head of the tide, and a strong man with a red silk arm ring on his arm jumped ashore with a roar by the tide and water, his hands raised high, and a big fish that seemed to be similar to his size flicked its tail in the air in vain, and was thrown into the crowd by the strong man with his cheeks.

The people who had been prepared for a long time spread their big nets and dragged the big fish from the shore.

Someone struck a gong and roared the good news: "Caijia Town, Qiantang County, won the first place!" A hundred-pound fish ......"

That's how it works!

There was a faint demonic aura on the fish, but it didn't look like a Taoist, it was not easy to grow so big, why couldn't you think of coming to make the tide?

Is it really like the legend, under the constraints of the Dragon Lord, a group of sea tribes are sent to Qiantang every year to have fun with others?

As the first strong man came ashore, one after another the tide makers caught their prey and jumped back to shore by the tide.

One after another, the gains of each team were also continuously summarized and spread by those who had a heart.

The three tide makers on the Meizhuang side came back relatively late, but all three of them went ashore with all their tails, and each of them caught a big man of nearly 200 catties, which was very impressive.

The tide children kept jumping back to the shore, and some of them were in vain and empty-handed, but in this environment, there was no ridicule or ridicule, as long as people came back safely, it was a great achievement.

As time went on, there were fewer and fewer people in the water.

At noon, a melodious gong sounded, which was the end signal.

According to the villagers, after three o'clock in the afternoon, those who have not come back will never come back, and they will become the sacrifices that the Sea Dragon King takes from the world every year.

Sun Zheng was in contact with this matter for the first time, and he was completely confused. But now that the few people he supported have returned safely, his mission can be regarded as a successful completion, and he is happy to end it as soon as possible.

The Qiantang tide lasts for three days, the first day is a group of Hangzhou locals, the second day is a group of other states and counties in Lin'an Province, and the third day is a group of tourists from other places.

The whole process is orderly, organized, and has a division of labor, and it has taken many years of development to form a large-scale non-governmental event of today's scale.

Sun Zheng was quite happy and happy to learn that his neighbors didn't have to take risks after today.

Ready to kill a while longer, he will evacuate with everyone, this matter is somewhat strange, and he doesn't want to interfere.

Seeing that noon was approaching, just as he was about to leave with the villagers, he suddenly noticed a familiar demonic aura appearing in the tide.

It's the man with the black armor and the severed hand!

Sun Zheng looked intently, and through the undulating waves, he clearly saw that the black-armored man was standing in the middle of the waterway, and his tall body made him not afraid of the impact of the waves at all.

In front of the black-armored man who was dozens of meters high, whether it was a tide or a little kraken, they were only the size of a palm, and he picked them in his hands at will, threw them into his mouth and chewed them, and the huge mouth full of sharp teeth opened and closed a few times, and swallowed the prey in his stomach.

What the hell is this monster?

Seeing that this guy had caught another unconscious tide boy and was about to throw it in his mouth, Sun Zheng shouted: "Bold evil animal!" ”

Stretching out his hand, the magic sword flew out of the air and stabbed fiercely into the tide.

Rumble!

A violent impact sent the tide out of a blank area several zhang square, revealing the tall black-armored male figure.

The black-armored man didn't seem to expect to be attacked, and in surprise, he threw away the prey in his hand and retracted his chest for protection.

The magic sword took advantage of the situation to turn around, rolled up the unconscious tide in the air, and threw it back into the crowd on the shore.

The tide poured back into the empty lot, and the black-armored man stood at the head of the tide on the waves, showing a huge figure dozens of meters high, and roared with a gloomy face: "The kid is so daring, he dares to break the thousand-year-old contract......

Before Sun Zheng could respond, a golden light shot out, hitting the head and directly staggering the black-armored man.

"Who is it? Does the Terrans really want to tear their faces apart, ignore the thousand-year-old covenant, and go to war with the Sea Clan? ”

A clear voice sounded in the air like thunder: "Evil beast! After talking about the thousand-year-old covenant, before three o'clock in the afternoon, you dared to devour the people who went to the sea in advance, but the wicked people sued first, is it really that no one in Qiantang can cure you? ”

"Bald donkey! You don't want to mess around, those mortals are clearly unconscious......"

"Bold and demonic, dare to shake your lips and tongue when you are dying! The mighty Heavenly Dragon, the world-honored Jizo, the Buddhas, Om Mani! ”

What a familiar style!

That's right, the one who came here is none other than the handsome bald Fahai Zen Master.

Sun Zheng silently took two steps back, with Fahai's famous stunt town, as a newcomer, it is better to watch the play silently.

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