"You doll, Nanmarsh Country is so big, and Qingxi Town is not small, why do you want to go to that wind and rain?"

The tavern keeper seemed to be very jealous of Fengyudu, and his voice was very low when he spoke, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Ning Shu was a little curious in his heart, he killed a god when he was passing through the mountain, it was related to this wind and rain, he originally wanted to ask the way to go there to see what kind of demon spirit was causing trouble, but he didn't expect that even the tavern shopkeeper in the town would have such a big reaction.

As a down-to-earth student of the southward journey, Ning Shu knew that he couldn't directly ask about the demon spirit chaos at this moment, after all, how could there be a foreigner who could directly say the local taboo matters.

Just after noon, there were not many guests in the tavern, so Ning Shu leaned closer, took out some broken silver from his arms, put it on the table, and pushed it in front of the tavern shopkeeper.

"I came to Qingxi Town this time, is on the road to hear some about the customs here, I heard those who have been here classmates said, this wind and rain across the scenery is wonderful, the Jing River waves are surging, ten miles of green mountains and smoke are picturesque, so I want to find this place, so as to imitate Li Ciren, do some wonderful sentences. ”

Li Ciren is the most famous poet in Nanmarsh country, once went to Los Angeles on behalf of Nanmarsh to communicate, and the lyrics and music even Yan in the court said that he had the legacy of the sages, and the tavern shopkeeper heard Ning Shu say that he wanted to emulate Li Ciren, and his words were quite sincere and decent, and he couldn't help but be a little proud, and his nervous mood was slightly relaxed.

But when he thought of the wind and rain, his face turned pale again, and he looked at the silver that Ning Shu handed in front of him, and there was a thick knot between his eyebrows.

Seeing this, Ning Shu thought for a while, took out another gold leaf from his arms, and placed it on top of the broken silver, the color of gold and silver reflected a dazzling light, reflecting on the face of the tavern shopkeeper, as if the color of hesitation caused by fear was diluted.

These gold and silver things were given to him by Yuan Youtao before leaving, and the silver money in the hands of the rich children of Los Angeles City naturally will not be comparable to ordinary miscellaneous silver, it is all real money and silver, in Yuan Youtao's words, money can make grinding ghosts, not to mention those cultivators, after all, cultivators also want to live.

Seeing these flashing eyes of gold and silver, the tavern shopkeeper immediately understood that the student in front of him was by no means an ordinary person, compared to those horrors that were still a little far away from him, the one in front of him seemed to be offended, he rolled his eyes, put away the gold and silver, and then walked out of the counter and pulled Ning Shu to the round table in the corner of the tavern and sat down.

The tavern shopkeeper pointed diagonally in the opposite direction, lowered his voice and said to Ning Shu, "Look at what it is?"

Ning Shu looked in the direction pointed by the shopkeeper and saw a shrine standing in the corner of the wall, and inside the shrine was a clay statue of an old man.

The old man is holding a cane, stepping on the waves under his feet, and there are shells, shrimps and other water creatures standing on both sides, looking very kind.

It's just that the whole clay sculpture looks a little gray, and the oil paint originally painted on it peels off layer by layer like a mural that has been dried in the sunken years, revealing the yellow of the soil below, and the shrine is covered with some cobwebs, dust, and dilapidation.

"That's ...... Statue of the river god?"

Ning Shu was a little surprised, in a country like the southern countries with a sacred heritage, it is a folk custom to worship and sacrifice gods, which of those enshrined gods is not glamorous and not stained with dust, but how can there be such a statue here that seems to have been left behind, isn't it too disrespectful?

"Childe is erudite, that is the god of wind and rain crossing the river. The tavern keeper sighed and began to tell the story of the god who crossed the river through wind and rain.

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Qingxi Town is close to the Jing River, and Fengyudu is a section of the Jing River, both sides are green mountains, the rain and fog do not melt all the year round, it is a unique scenery in the Jing River Basin.

Fengyudu has never had a drought or flood, even when the Jing River floods, it is calm here, and what is even more rare is that auspicious clouds often condense in this section of the basin, and the rain that falls has an excellent effect on the growth of crops in the surrounding fields.

In the early years, there were Kunlun immortal masters who passed by here and praised this as a blessed land.

In the face of such beautiful mountains and rivers, the people read it, and there must always be a sustenance, so naturally they set up a statue of the river god.

After hundreds of years of sacrifice, the river god protects the water and soil, which can be said to be responsive, so the incense is more and more vigorous.

And just three years ago, a demon spirit came out of nowhere in the wind and rain crossing, known as the king of swallowing the sky, making waves in the river, and even overturning the boats, you can often see the wind and waves in the past, and the beautiful scenery of the wind and rain suddenly rose on the demon mist, shrouding the entire section of the river basin, in which you can also see the phantom and bursts of roars as big as the building.

The people in Nanlian Village who suffered the most losses were the people in Nanlian Village before the storm, and the matter of fishing and netting went from a bumper harvest to nothing, and the boats did not pass from here, and even droughts and floods followed.

For this reason, Nanlian Village sacrifices to the river god every day, and asks the river god to get rid of the demon, but after each sacrifice, there will only be peace for a while, and after a period of time, the demon spirit will do more evil.

After three years of such a good and bad situation, the people have been tortured and miserable, and finally gradually doubted whether the river god was really protecting them, and in the last sacrifice half a year ago, the river god disappeared after the battle with the demon spirit.

The temple is covered in dust.

Since then, the wind and rain have completely become the territory of the Heaven Swallowing King, and no one can suppress it anymore, from the beginning of the trouble, to the later demand for sacrifices.

The sacrifices also changed from livestock at the beginning to boys and girls later, so that Nanlian Village was regarded as a forbidden place by the entire Qingxi Town.

Until now.

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"It's not like we haven't thought of a solution in the town. The tavern keeper sighed and said, "It's just that even the river god has disappeared, what can we mortals do?"

"Since the disappearance of the river god that day, not only the river god temple in the South Curtain Village has collapsed in half, but even the statue of the river god originally enshrined in the town has been covered with a thick layer of dust, without the brightness of the past, no matter how you wipe it, they all said that the river god has left behind the people of the South Curtain Village, you say this...... No one wanted to cause trouble, so they had to keep their mouths shut. ”

After listening to the tavern shopkeeper's sigh, Ning Shu probably understood what had happened here, and at the same time knew why the girl would go up the mountain to ask the land lord to kill the demon in the river.

The Heaven Swallowing King in the tavern's shopkeeper's mouth should be a cultivated demon spirit from elsewhere, and the river god disappeared probably because he fell in the battle with the demon clan or was defeated and fled, so the god statue lost its divinity.

But no matter where the river god went, it was still the people by the river who suffered.

"Daomen...... I mean, aren't there a lot of cultivators in this world, don't they care?" Ning Shu frowned and asked, logically speaking, there are several sects in the Nanmarsh country, and the national capital also has a saintescent inheritance, how can they stand idly by in the face of such a demon who is a disaster.

"Don't mention it, at the beginning, there were those immortal masters, but none of them were the opponents of the demon, and after a few times, instead of curing the Heaven Swallowing King, it aroused its anger, and then there was a matter of sacrificing virgins and virgins.

"When is the sacrifice of a boy or a girl?" Ning Shu felt that he needed to take a look.

"About half a month later...... I said this son, you must not go to the wind and rain, those gods and river gods are not the opponents of the monster, who dares to go there to hang out now, if you really want to play in the mountains and rivers, if you go elsewhere, then the wind and rain will not be able to go. The tavern shopkeeper looked at Ning Shu with a yearning look, and hurriedly pulled his sleeve to dissuade him.

"Okay, okay, I'm not going, I'm not going. Ning Shu looked at the tavern shopkeeper's kind and anxious look, and nodded in agreement.

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On the second day, Ning Shu stood in front of Nanlian Village.

Since he couldn't get any news of going to Fengyudu from the kind tavern shopkeeper, he bought a map of Qingxi Town from a street vendor for a piece of silver.

Going upriver along the Jing River, a small village appeared in front of Ning Shu's eyes in a short time.

Before I got closer, I had a strange feeling.

Because it has been several days since Ning Shu left Los Angeles and went south, it was early spring when he left, and now it is the right time for spring, even the north has already bloomed in spring, and the city of Nanyue is wearing a thin shirt......

But this wind and rain crosses the South Curtain Village, but there is a somewhat cold and biting cold wind, as if it is not the same season as other places.

This abnormal solar term that violated the celestial phenomena made Ning Shu have to be cautious about this small village that was regarded as a forbidden land.

He raised his eyes to look at the river, and there was a thick cloud above the wind and rain crossing, which was so vast that the whole village was encircled, and it was precisely because of this that there was a change that was out of place here and the rest of the place.

"There's a demonic aura. Ning Shu whispered.

The clouds and mist are not ordinary clouds and mist condensed by water vapor, in Ning Shu's eyes glowing with purple light, you can see the wisps of demonic energy flowing inside, not a deliberate spell, but because the demon spirit in this river is too powerful to produce the "potential".

With this glance alone, Ning Shu overturned his previous conjecture.

He originally thought that this was just an ordinary monster to make trouble, and it would be good for him to come here and kill it easily, but so far, it seems that this Heaven Devouring King is by no means an ordinary person.

How could they be so weak if they could defeat the river god and the rest of the cultivators?

Ning Shu raised his vigilance and walked into the village along the riverbank.

It was not as dead and silent as he had imagined, and the villagers were still working, but they were all wearing thick jackets and sad faces.

There were some people standing in the open space in the distance, a few of them seemed to be the people of this village, and the other few were wearing Dharma robes, who should be the cultivators of some sects.

"Immortal masters, the little old man is here to beg you, can you save us......