The woman hurriedly said, "Do you remember when you were a child, there was a foster sister at home, who later got lost. ”

The groom obviously remembered, walked forward a few steps, until he reached half a zhang in front of Zhao Ning, and stopped, "But it's called Zhao Ning, I heard my father and mother often mention the fairy sister." ”

Zhao Ning nodded slightly, "Congratulations to Brother Wen on his new marriage." ”

"It's double happiness. Hurry up, go inside and drink two glasses of happy wine, and just come back. ”

Zhao Ning didn't answer, took a jade slip and handed it to Brother Wen, "This is the immortal jade guide, if one day, if the younger generation has an immortal fate and intends to practice the road, you can break the jade slip, I will know, take him to the cultivation realm to find immortality." ”

The three members of the family were shocked, and the woman hurriedly stepped forward, "Zhao Ning, you gave us the pill, how can we accept this great gift again." ”

"The pill is a congratulatory gift, and the adoptive mother doesn't have to worry about it. Zhao Ning said that one day of nurturing, ten thousand graces will be repaid. ”

The woman wanted to say something, but Brother Wen stopped his mother, he solemnly crossed his hand at Zhao Ning, and the fisherman and his wife didn't say anything more, and saluted and thanked him.

Zhao Ning smiled, retreated to Qin Keyuan's side, and said softly, "Uncle Shi, let's go." ”

Qin Keyuan bowed.

Zhao Ning took one last look at the childhood residence that had been blurred in his memory, and said hello to the three of them.

"There will be a date later."

Chapter 151

Qingmo River, the flat boat slowly goes up the river.

On the boat, one person is writing mysterious symbols on his desk, and the other is meditating with his eyes closed.

Bianzhou went all the way up, left the boundary of Nanjing, entered Wuming country, and then went up to see many villages built by the river.

The fog was misty, and people by the river could occasionally see a boat sailing by in the river, but in the blink of an eye they could not see it, as if it were an illusion.

The drizzle was pouring down, but instead of soaking the people on the boat, it formed a curtain of rain around the boat and wrapped it up.

In this drizzle, Zhao Ning buried himself in writing the three thousand ancient cloud patterns, The cloud patterns turned a hundred times, as if there was life, and the last stroke fell, Zhao Ning felt a strange atmosphere floating around, as if something was pulling in the dark.

Zhao Ning paused for a moment, and she put down her pen and looked into the distance.

Qin Keyuan opened his eyes and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Zhao Ning said, "Uncle Shi, there seems to be something in the distance. ”

Qin Keyuan glanced at it from afar, "Jiangyue Village is almost here. ”

This Jiangyue Village is the village where the Dragon King was worshipped.

Zhao Ning was silent, without too many mood swings, standing quietly at the head of the boat, waiting for the boat to sail in the direction of Jiangyue Village.

At the Jiangyue Village Ferry, a wooden frame is set up to set up a temporary altar, in the center of the altar are cows and lambs, and strangely dressed priests shake fist-sized bells and dance nondescript sacrificial dances on the altar.

After the priest finished dancing, he knelt on the ground and shouted, "The dragon king has appeared, blessed my village, offered sacrifices, and reaped a good harvest every year." ”

Two village men dressed in robes pulled open the baffle in the center of the altar, and the cows and lambs fell straight into the water.

There is a young one among the villagers below, he doesn't know how to hide his saliva, he hasn't eaten meat for a long time, and he heard that the village put together the only money left by each family, and went to the county government to get the cattle and sheep, and the road was almost robbed by mountain bandits and hungry homeless, and the village did this to pray that the dragon king would not punish Jiangyue Village anymore and give them a good harvest in the coming year.

At this moment, a whirlpool suddenly rolled up on the surface of the river, and the cattle and sheep were swallowed into it very quickly.

But the whirlpool did not stop, and the priest, who was standing on the altar and observing, knew that cattle and sheep alone were useless, and glanced in the direction of the village chief.

Behind the village chief, a thin man wrapped the newborn baby girl in white cloth.

The village chief pointed to him and gestured for an offering.

"Village chief......," the thin man cried.

The village chief was a little unbearable, and raised his eyes to look at the priest again, and the priest glared at him.

At this glance, the village chief didn't dare to say anything more, turned his head away, closed his eyes and waved his hand to the other two beside him.

The two snatched the child from the thin man's arms and walked towards the river with expressionless faces.

The thin man did not chase after him, but hid his face and knelt on the ground.

By the river, the person holding the baby girl puts the child in a wooden basin, and the other person pushes a long penny against the edge of the basin in the direction of the whirlpool.

"My child !!"

Suddenly, a shrill shout came from behind the crowd.

A young woman, covered in a mess, stumbled through the crowd and rushed towards her.

The village chief grabbed her, "Zhan Niang, sacrificing children is a hundred-year-old tradition in our Jiangyue Village, and it has to be sacrificed every ten years. It's because in the last ten years, we didn't sacrifice, the dragon king was angry, look at the past few years, the water has been poured back, the particles have not been harvested, and even the fish in the river can't be netted much, and then our village will not be able to survive. Zhan Niang, don't hurt everyone! ”

The woman shook off the village chief's hand, she was still wrapped in a cloth towel on her head, and she was wearing only a middle coat, which was almost soaking wet.

She was obviously not out of confinement yet, and rushed straight out of bed.

"That's my child! The child I worked so hard to give birth to! I'm not going to send her to death! ”

She rushed to the river without hesitation, and the two men who let the child go grabbed her.

"Zhan Niang, the child is the sacrifice of the Dragon King when he enters the Qingmo River, and he can't take it back, he will die young, and he will infect bad luck."

"Where's that little Meng'er?! Isn't she good? Don't you want to stop me! ”

The woman forcibly broke away from the two men, but the two prime men could not hold the woman at this time, and watched her step into the river and rush in the direction of the child step by step.

When she reached the waist of the river, the current became more and more turbulent, and it was difficult for the woman to stand still in the water, let alone chase the wooden basin that was almost in the middle of the whirlpool.

She cried out bitterly, "Child! My baby! ”

The next moment, he fell directly into the water, and the two men couldn't bear it, so they also rushed into the river, wanting to get the woman back.

But the wind and waves were getting stronger and stronger, and the current was getting more and more rapid, and the woman struggled in the water, desperately chasing the middle of the river, but she was forced to toss the last trace of strength, but she was powerless, and she saw that the wooden basin was tilting, and the child was about to turn out of the wooden basin.

She yelled, "No—"

At this moment, a flash of light flashed in the center of the whirlpool, and the whirlpool seemed to stagnate for half a breath, and then the whirlpool actually reversed direction.

The whirlpool swirled in reverse directions and rushed out of the water, and the tub rose and fell on top of the whirlpool, but it shook like a cradle, and the children in the barrel kicked their little feet and danced their little hands, and giggled.

When the woman saw such a miracle, tears fell into her eyes, as if she saw hope, and she swam forward half a foot with a little strength.

The villagers on the shore were stunned, and the village chief walked up to the priest, "What's the matter, doesn't the dragon king want our sacrifice?" ”

The priest didn't know what was going on, so he fell to his knees and shouted frantically "The dragon king has appeared".

The whirlpool of water that rushed into the air seemed to come to life, and dragged the child forward and bent forward, like a big hand made of water, and handed the child to the woman.

The woman wept with joy and took the child out of the tub and held it tightly in her arms.

At this time, the last trace of strength left in the river struggle had been exhausted, and her eyelids were extremely heavy, as if she was about to faint, but she still held on, and said to herself, "Mother will definitely bring you back to the shore, it's okay, don't be afraid, Mother is here." ”

She lifted the child high and walked with difficulty towards the shore.

The twisted whirlpool of water behind her pierced the woman, into the water, and lifted her up, and the next moment the woman clung to the child in panic, she was placed on the shore smoothly.

The woman was at a loss, and in the crowd, the woman's husband finally came to his senses, he ran to the woman, picked up the woman and the child, and said, "We will not sacrifice the child, we will not give it." ”

But the rest of the village was not satisfied, "If we don't sacrifice our children, what will we do in the future, in the past ten years, we have been cursed, we have planted and died, we have never been able to catch big fish in the net, if we don't have some food at home, we can only go to the town to beg for food." ”

The village chief walked over, his expression was very complicated.

The woman's husband knelt down and grabbed the hem of the village chief's clothes and begged, "Village chief, don't sacrifice anymore, at least don't sacrifice my child. Village chief, our baby has just been born, please. ”

"It is precisely because I was born that I didn't raise much affection that I was able to send it out. One of the girls in the last sacrifice, wasn't it just born and sent it, and the aunt didn't give birth to a few big fat boys later, although she was sick in the past two years and didn't get through, but this was the last ten years without a sacrifice. One of the villagers persuaded, "You are still young, and you can give birth to several little dolls, so why be sad for a girl." ”

The woman's eyes seemed to be red when she heard this, she stuffed the child into her husband's arms, rushed directly to the persuaded villager, and tore him madly, "Why don't you give away your child, why don't you call the foster girl in your town back to sacrifice, you who kill a thousand knives, I will kill you!" ”

For a time, the whole shore was in chaos, and those who had children were sacrificed, and those who believed in offering sacrifices for a good harvest fought with each other, and those who swayed and did not stand on both sides tried to pull the rack, but they were forcibly involved.

The village chief roared, "That's it! ”

But no one listened to him, and the years of resentment seemed to explode at this moment.

The village chief was at a loss, so he went to pull the sacrifice who knelt on the ground and kowtowed madly, but the sacrifice couldn't be called at all.

At this moment, the noise suddenly stopped, and even the sound of rain seemed to be heard around, and the village chief raised his head in horror, but saw that the people fighting in the village were frozen in place, "This ...... This...... Here's what happened. ”

The village chief retreated in fear, bumped into the priest, and fell directly to the ground.

Suddenly, he heard a faint inquiry.

"Can you take me to see the aunt who died of illness a few years ago?"

The village chief was startled, and looked up half-propped up, and saw a pair of men and women standing on the shore at some point, fairy and extraordinary, and the rain curtain formed a circle on them, which did not wet them in the slightest.

The village chief muttered sluggishly, "Immortal...... Immortals. ”

Probably no one answered her words, Zhao Ning fell on the frozen villagers, her fingertips swiped a spiritual light, and the frozen villagers were instantly released from their imprisonment, and they all fell to the ground because of the stiff release of the sudden infusion, and they were not in the mood to continue the fight just now.

Some of these people fell to their knees, and some looked at them secretly.

Zhao Ning asked again, "Where is that aunt's tomb?" ”

The woman who saved the child just now looked up at Zhao Ning, caught the clue in her two inquiries, and asked in a low voice, "Are you the child who was sacrificed back then?" ”

Zhao Ning smiled lightly at her, "It's me." ”

Everyone was stunned, they looked at Zhao Ning blankly, and no one dared to speak for a while.

The woman wiped her tears, stood up, stronger than any of the villagers, and said, "I will take you there, and I know where they are buried." ”

Saying that, she ran back, kicked her husband up, hugged the child tightly, and said to Zhao Ning, "Come, go this way." ”

It was as if all that was left of the ferry was the sound of their footsteps and the rain, and all eyes were on them.

The village chief finally reacted, got up and tried to chase after him, but just got up and stumbled two steps, and a robe fell in front of him.

The village chief stiffly looked up at the tall immortal, and met a pair of eyes that seemed to be frozen for eternity.

Immediately after, he flew out upside down, and with the priest, the two of them fell into the Qingmo River with a pop.

Qin Keyuan's gaze slid to the villagers again, and the villagers all bowed their heads in a daze, no longer daring to raise their heads or say nonsense.

Zhao Ning followed the woman to the hillside at the back of the village.

The woman whispered, "Twenty years ago, when I was sacrificing, I was just sensible, but I remember that night there was a big quarrel at the aunt's house next door, from dark to dawn, and when it was time to sacrifice, the uncle next door walked out with swaddling clothes, but the aunt never showed up. ”

"That day's sacrifice didn't seem to be successful, when sacrificing cattle and sheep, Qingmojiang didn't react until he put you and Xiao Meng'er on a wooden basin and sent it to Jiangxin, and suddenly saw a huge black shadow come out of the river, that was the first time we saw the Dragon King appear." She paused and said bitterly, "We thought it was the Dragon King. ”