A picture of time tracing the rain thousands of years ago.

The ancient Jing River.

The gods of the ages.

And the two people from the real world have to face the river in front of them that has flowed for endless years from the beginning of heaven and earth.

The ancients did not see the moon in this time, and the bright moon in this time shines on the ancients.

The same is true for Jinghe.

The magnificent river temple on the other side of the wind and rain crossing was full of divine brilliance, and the wisps of incense that floated were more condensed than all of Ning Shu's combined, and Ning Shu even had an illusion, as if countless people had paid homage to this temple.

In Xu Yuanxin's eyes, there was something very important hidden in that temple under the power of faith, and it was likely to be the goal of the two of them.

Although I am not sure, I even came to the record in the book at the beginning, but since I have come here, even if there is only a forty percent possibility, I will subconsciously raise it to seven or eight percent.

To get to the temple on the other side of the river, crossing the river is a must.

It's just that the river looks calm, and no one knows if there will be danger, after all, this is not the real world.

But you have to give it a try.

A purple butterfly appeared in Ning Shu's palm, and he was about to be sent to the river.

Suddenly, the wind and waves rolled up on the river in the distance, and after the wind and waves, a flat boat appeared, Ning Shu frowned, because there was a person standing on the flat boat, dressed in a robe, wearing a hat, and the oars in his hand kept rolling up the waves, and drove towards the river where the two were standing at a speed that was neither fast nor slow.

What's more, Ning Shu didn't feel any breath of life on this person's body.

It seems to have no weight, like a fallen leaf on the surface of the river, and the flat boat rises and falls with the waves, fluttering and flickering, but never capsizing.

How could an ordinary fisherman go to sea like this? Not to mention that in this environment, it is even more weird.

The boat did not land, but stopped at a distance, and the man's hat was pressed so low that he could not see his face clearly, but judging from his rickety figure, he should be an old man.

"Do you want to cross the river?"

The low voice reached the ears of the two of them through the river, and there was a sense of demagogy in it.

It's like a traveler in the middle of nowhere, who sees an abrupt and gloomy inn, and the innkeeper is a widow, who sways her plump body and beckons to you with silky eyes, and invites you to spend the night, and then becomes confused all night, only to find that the next day he is actually lying on top of the grave, which is a good result, and most of them will become a dead corpse that has been sucked dry by the spirit.

So in a strange place, you should never trust someone easily, especially if you take the initiative to show favor and don't seem very normal...... Person.

No one knows what this so-called 'person' is.

Ning Shu and Xu Yuanxin glanced at each other, and each held the sword in his hand.

For Xu Yuanxin, the biggest threat is not the strange man on the boat, but the river in front of him.

Seeing that the two did not answer, the man on the boat still asked, "Do the two guests want to cross the river?"

The tone of his voice remained the same, the number of words remained the same, exactly the same as when he first spoke.

I don't know how time passes, and the sun in this scene doesn't seem to follow the common sense of rising in the east and setting in the west, but the silence between the two remained for a long time.

During this time, the man on the boat repeated the phrase nine times.

Every sentence is the same, and you can't pick anything different.

Ning Shu remembered that when he was a child in Ping'an City, he saw the toys in the hands of artists on the street, most of them were in the shape of animals, and after tightening the clockwork, they would run according to the gears that had been set inside, and constantly do the same thing, such as clapping and striking gongs.

The 'people' on the river not far away, like something like this.

If it was said that the child's toys made him curious when he was a child, then the person in front of him now made Ning Shu feel extremely uncomfortable.

He ...... It should be a real life, or a life that ever existed. ”

Xu Yuanxin's cultivation is higher than Ning Shu, so he can naturally see through many things, but these words made Ning Shu goosebumps.

Imagine how terrible it must be for a living being to be reduced to an empty shell that repeats itself and only does one thing, and loses its own mind, just like those dead soldiers who were soldiers of the Divine Dynasty on a rainy night in Los Angeles.

It's just that in such an unreal place, a person who used to be real appears, and there is a strange atmosphere everywhere.

Just as the two of them were thinking, the man who had been hanging his head and pressing his face with a hat suddenly raised his head and said gloomily: "If the two guests want to cross the river, they don't need money, just three pillars of fragrance." ”

Ning Shu didn't hear his words, but after seeing the true face under the hat, he subconsciously pulled Xu Yuanxin to take a step back.

Surprised, incredibly surprised.

It was as if a boulder had been thrown in my mind.

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Tens of thousands of homes in Qingxi Nanlian Village, the Jing River crosses the ten-mile river basin through wind and rain.

The perennial wind and rain are smooth, and the life is comfortable, all thanks to the protection of the river god.

In the current decline of Shinto, it is a blessing to have a god who protects the world and ensures a normal life, not affected by natural and man-made disasters.

But the river god who crossed the wind and rain disappeared because of the defeat of the demon in the river, and since then the wind and rain crossing ten miles of land has been handed over to the king of the heavens, so that Qingxi Town and Nanlian Village are all shrouded in haze.

There are many theories about this river god, but the unanimous opinion is that the river god is dead.

Ning Shu also saw the crumbling temples and the shattering beliefs and dusty idols of the gods, all manifestations of the death of the gods.

And how did this river god die, most people believe that he was killed by the Sky Swallowing King.

But today, this statement is probably even debatable.

Because at this time, on the flat boat, the face under the hat is the true face of the river god statue that Ning Shu had seen in Nanlian Village before.

His hair is pale and his face is thin.

Unlike the amiable expression of the idol, the old man standing on the flat boat exuded a gloomy aura all over his body.

"He's a river god?"

Xu Yuanxin also recognized the old man on the ship, how could such a god who had disappeared for a long time suddenly appear here, how could it not be surprising?

There are so many strange things to encounter on this trip today, and it is really suspicious that the river god appeared here in such a state.

What caused the old river god to become like this? Why did he appear here? Was he really killed by the Heaven Swallowing King that day? Or was there something else going on?

Ning Shu had this doubt at that time, according to what the shopkeeper of the tavern in Qingxi Town said, the old river god has been sheltering the wind and rain for a hundred years, and the incense absorbed is countless, and the king of swallowing the sky is not looking at the peak of the habitat, how can the old river god be easily defeated?

It seems that there is something unknown about it.

"It seems that something is wrong with him. Xu Yuanxin squinted his eyes and said after careful observation: "It is very likely that the physical body has long since dissipated, and what appears in front of us now is only a little bit of faith body. ”

Ning Shu nodded and said, "I have a feeling that this river is not simple, otherwise we won't let a god drive a boat to pick up guests on the river, and now we don't know if this old river god has become like this by himself, or if someone has turned him into this way, so we can't easily get on this boat." ”

In fact, Ning Shu also has a plan to save this old river god, although he is an immortal monk, but after all, he also has the power of faith in the wind and rain at this moment, and he can be regarded as the same god, abandoning the idea that he needs to cross the river, whether this old river god is caused by his own reasons or there is something behind him that causes him to become like this, he must always help him get free.

Xu Yuanxin also nodded after hearing Ning Shu's last words, and said, "Young Master Xu, you are right, I have had a feeling since I entered the Holy Lake that this is not a borderless place, and there may be something else hidden. ”

Mortals have the instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, not to mention cultivators who have surpassed the world, and this kind of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages can already be used as an ability to perceive the truth in the hands of a great supernatural power like Xu Yuanxin, who has been able to contact the origin of heaven and earth.

The old river god stood at the bow of the boat, silent, just quietly watching the two people on the shore, waiting for the two to get on the boat.

Ning Shu didn't pay attention to the strange state of the old river god, but drove the purple butterfly on his shoulder to fly towards the flat boat.

Because the boat did not dock, it was separated by a section of water.

Fengyudu is notoriously gentle with watery villagers crossing the river when the weather is good, and the tragedy of a boat capsizing is rare before the arrival of the King of Heaven Swallowing.

The same seems on the surface of the wind and rain of this ancient period.

But that's what it seems.

When the purple butterfly flew to the surface of the water, without warning, the purple butterfly fell towards the surface of the river as if it had lost its life, and then was swallowed by the gentle current.

At the same time, Ning Shu on the shore only felt that he felt a stinging pain in the heavens and the earth, and he was about to fall backwards as soon as it was dark in front of him.

Fortunately, Xu Yuanxin passed on the complete "iQue Starry Sky Decision" to him, otherwise with this alone, the Purple Butterfly Yuan Shen that he had cultivated for a long time would have dissipated.

This water swallows everything.

Ning Shu had a feeling that even if he controlled the fifty strings, he would be thrown into the river.

Sensing the tingling pain in heaven and earth caused a burning sensation to rise in his chest, and a wisp of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

"Careless. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and looked at the familiar and unfamiliar river in front of him with a very solemn expression.

If you don't experience it yourself, you won't be able to discover the murderous motive hidden under this smooth stream.

Seeing this, Xu Yuanxin seemed to remember something, and the talisman in his hand flashed, turning into a feather, and slowly falling towards the river with the wind.

The moment the feather landed on the surface of the river, it sank.

"The feathers don't float, and the birds are sad. ”

Xu Yuanxin's eyes trembled slightly, and he said: "This is the weak water ...... Tianhe"