"Oh, that's a lot...... That's really ...... It's really ......" Gong Gong took the silver with trembling hands, and spoke incoherently excitedly, when this place was still prosperous before, he couldn't earn so much money even if he worked hard for half a year. What's more, now that the depression is now, these ten taels of silver are enough for his family's expenses for a year.

He watched Master Taixuan and his apprentice go down the embankment, and after gradually moving away, he took the silver and kissed it, took out a sweat towel from his arms, carefully wrapped the silver, put it in his arms, and then patted his chest, the tentacles were hard--- this is the feeling of silver.

Master Taixuan descended the embankment, walked along a path, walked for several miles, passed through a small forest, and a hill appeared in front of it, and there was a village at the foot of the mountain.

The master and apprentice walked into the village.

The village was quiet, uninhabited and desolate, with dilapidated houses, some of which had collapsed and crumbled, and the occasional lynx wild dog scurried through the streets.

The village had been uninhabited for a long time, apparently abandoned for some reason.

It was nearly dusk, and the mist had risen.

"It's getting dark, this village has been broken like this, it can't live at all, how can we spend the night?" Feng Wei frowned slightly.

"Well, none of the houses here are intact, and it is true that they cannot be inhabited, but I saw the mountain temple at the entrance of the village, although it is dilapidated, and it is barely inhabitable, so let's go there and have a look. ”

Feng Wei agreed, and the two turned around and walked towards the entrance of the village again.

Soon, the two came to the entrance of the village again, turned to the left, and walked to the front of the ruined temple.

This is a mountain temple, backed by a bare hill, because of disrepair, it has fallen into disrepair, but because the materials are still elegant, it is basically intact and has not collapsed.

The vermilion temple door is half-open, the paint has peeled off, the lintel is slanted, and the cobwebs are dense between the half-open doors.

Taixuan stood in front of the door, waved his sleeves, and flew out with vigor, and the temple door opened with a "bang", and countless dust scattered.

After the dust floated in the air for a moment and then dissipated, the master and apprentice stepped inside.

Kunshan and the white donkey remained outside the temple, scattered, and gnawed on the grass on the ground.

Inside the temple is a statue of a deity, the gold paint has peeled off, revealing the mud tire inside. The offering table in front of the idol had been toppled, the incense burner was upside down, and the ashes were scattered all over the ground.

The beams are basically intact, but there are a few holes in the roof, and the windows in the temple are all broken, and the window lattices are eaten by insects.

With a stroke of Taixuan's finger, a gust of wind suddenly appeared out of thin air, swept around the temple, and finally shrank into a ball, carrying dust and some garbage and flying out of the temple gate.

The wind swept by, but it did not cause much movement in the entire temple, such as the wind passing through the forest, just taking away some dead branches and leaves, but there was no damage to the trees, and now it is like this, the wind walked by, and the items in the temple did not move at all, which shows the subtlety of Taixuan's control of spells.

However, now that only Feng Wei was present, Taixuan's omnipotent image had already been deeply engraved in her heart, and for her, Taixuan's ability to manipulate spells was nothing at all.

The sunset dissipates and night falls. The moon is in the sky, sprinkling a clear light, and decorating the mountains and forests with a piece of silver.

There is a bonfire in the temple. After dinner, Master Taixuan and apprentices sat by the fire and chatted, and Kunshan was also in the temple, interjecting two sentences from time to time.

After a while, they talked about the flood that the captain had spoken of.

"Teacher, was that flood really caused by the river god?" Feng Wei asked casually.

Taixuan shook his head, "Yes and no." After speaking, he glanced at the idol, and his eyes contained a hint of deep meaning.

Feng Wei put her hands on her cheeks, holding her pretty face and staring at the bonfire, her pretty face like jade looked red and cute under the reflection of the firelight.

At this time, the fire of the campfire was small, and she picked up the firewood beside her and threw it away, causing sparks to splash everywhere.

"What do you mean yes and no...... Teacher, how do you get confused the more you listen to what I say? Feng Wei was confused and didn't understand.

"Say yes - that's because the flood really has something to do with the river god, say no......" Before he could finish speaking, a stranger's voice suddenly sounded in the temple.

"Let's talk about it later. ”

"Who's talking. Feng Wei jumped up like a frightened rabbit and looked left and right, her eyes full of vigilance.

Taixuan is still sitting there, leisurely, like an immortal sitting on the Zijin Terrace, the eight winds do not move, "What are you doing in a daze, calm ......"

Taixuan's tone was calm and comfortable, and Feng Wei finally settled down.

At this time, a spiritual light suddenly flashed on the statue, and the white smoke rose faintly above the head of the mud fetus.

This person is tall and broad-headed, thin and slender, with an ancient complexion, like a god, but his eyes are gloomy and dull. The complexion is pale and looks unenergetic.

The figure fell from the top of the idol and approached the two of them. He bowed to Master Taixuan's apprentices, "The two Taoist friends are invited, I am the river god of the Bailang River you are talking about." ”

Taixuan and the two returned the salute.

Then, Taixuan took out a futon from the treasure bag, placed it on the opposite side, and invited the river god to sit down.

The river god thanked and sat down cross-legged.

Feng Weiyu raised her hand lightly and poured a cup of hot tea for the river god, and the tea poured out and poured into the cup, filling the room with the fragrance of tea for a while.

The river god smiled and thanked him, brought it to his lips, and took a sip.

"Fellow Daoist, did you find me a long time ago?" the river god looked at Taixuan.

"Haha......! However, as the lord of the Bailang River, how did Daoyou end up like this, living in such a dilapidated temple?" Taixuan nodded and asked puzzled.

"I'm also forced to be helpless. I think that I am a dignified river god, but I have fallen so far, and I can only survive in this place. He sighed and felt very sorry for himself.

"Is it related to the flood some time ago? Tai Xuan had a guess.

"Speaking of this, I'm really wronged, although the flood is related to me, but I can't blame all of this matter, I really can't afford to carry such a big black cauldron, if it is known by the Immortal Court, then ......"

When he said this, he couldn't help but shudder. The flood swept away countless houses on both sides of the Bailang River, devastated the living beings, and caused endless resentment, he conscientiously guarded the Bailang River for so many years, reconciled the wind and rain, and benefited the living beings The merit obtained was not enough to make up for the karma this time, fortunately, there was still that person to share it for him, if the karma was attributed to him alone, then he would definitely be deprived of the divine position by the immortal court and degraded to the netherworld.

But when he thought of that man, he couldn't help but grit his teeth, and his face was full of hatred.

It was because of that bastard who wounded him. also caused him to be full of resentment, and his cultivation was almost paid to water.

Earlier, he had failed to fight with that man, and he was so traumatized that he almost lost his soul...... Fortunately, he escaped here, and there were still some incense wishes left on the statue for him to refine, and these incense wishes could only make him barely survive, and if he wanted to recover from his injuries, it was not enough at all.

Just now, if Taixuan hadn't seemed to notice his existence, he really didn't want to show up and continue to sleep and cultivate.

"It's all to blame on that hateful evil dragon. He said fiercely, crushing the teacup in his hand.

"Oh...... What kind of evil Jiao, could it be the dragon that mortals see?" Taixuan's curiosity surged.

Daoyou laughed, where there is a dragon, it is just a wicked Jiao. The river god scoffed. His eyes were cold. Although the snake Jiao has become the climate and has dragon horns on its head, it is full of demonic energy, and it is obvious that it has not transformed into a dragon.

"You were injured by it?"

"That bastard did it. ”

"The flood was also caused by your fighting. Taixuan took a brand new cup, filled it with tea, and handed it to the river god.

The tea was warm, he took it and drank it all, holding the jade cup in his hand and playing with it.

The jade cup in the palm is small and exquisite, warm and greasy, and emits a bright white light. It is very delicate and luxurious, and I believe that even the royal palace cannot pick out a few such things.

"It's really strange, I have already reported the situation here to the Immortal Court, so long time has passed, why don't you see any reflection. He lowered his eyes, his face full of sadness.

"Could it be that something went wrong?" asked Tai Xuan.

"I don't know. The river god's eyes were full of confusion. There is no immortal court to support him and call the shots. What can he do with his broken body?

At this moment, a fresh breeze blew in from outside the temple, hovered slightly in the air, and turned into a human shape, falling to the ground, this person has thick eyebrows and broad eyes, a strong figure, a helmet and armor, holding a silver fork, and bowing to the river god.

"Your Majesty, I've found you!" the voice of the visitor trembled, and his tone was excited.

Seeing the person coming, the river god immediately stood up, walked quickly to the man, and helped the person up, "General Minghua, how did you find here." ”

"Since the disappearance of the monarch and the occupation of the river palace by the thief, the last general has been looking for the monarch for a long time, and he happened to pass by here and found that there was a mana fluctuation here, so he came to check, and he didn't want to see the monarch again, it was great to see you safe and sound. ”

"What a loyal minister!" the river god looked agitated and patted Minghua on the shoulder hard. "Liuyun, why aren't they with you?"

Hearing the river god mention Liuyun's name, Minghua's eyes were full of anger, "Their bastards have long forgotten the kindness of the king, and now they have taken refuge in the enemy, and they are lying at the feet of that thief to flatter them." ”

"What...... These damn bastards dared to betray me. The river god was furious.

The shame of being betrayed made him angry and frustrated.

Thinking back to the past, he sat in the river palace, and responded to every call, and the civil and military ministers prostrated at his feet, singing praises to him and praising him...... Life and death are decided by him, how wonderful it is.

Now he has been so badly wounded that he has become a lost dog, and those people have fallen shamelessly at the feet of their enemies, and have become their lackeys.

The huge contrast made him angry and angry.