Pan Long was surprised to take the rubies one by one, but found that the old sigh only sounded once.

He didn't know where these gems came from, he could only look at the luster and warmth, and judged that they were the best jade.

The demon god who had become a river god as early as the time of the Tianxiong Dynasty was only a few dozen gems left in the end......

He thought for a moment and sighed.

"You do whatever you want all your life, and you don't know until you're dying that you regret it, but what's the use?"

After sighing, he returned to the boulder and picked up the villagers again.

Seeing that the huge head was gone, the villagers regained their composure, thanked Pan Long, and went home. And Pan Long followed the old village chief and went to the village chief's house.

"That skull just now belongs to a dragon god. He told the village chief, "The dragon god died and had a spirit, and lamented that he had not done good deeds and accumulated virtue in his life, so he ended up like this." After sighing, it turned into clear water and seeped into the ground, disappearing without a trace. ”

The village chief was startled and asked, "Hero, do you mean the head of this dragon god...... Still in our village?"

"It should be considered gone...... Pan Long pondered for a moment, and said with uncertainty, "I think that since he regretted his death, he should not cause you any more trouble." ”

"Yes...... But. The village chief couldn't help but stammer, "That's a dragon...... O dragon god!"

"It's the dragon god, yes, but the dragon god is dead. ”

"But...... However...... "village chief" but" several times, he couldn't say anything famous, but he was so anxious that his old face was red and he was sweating profusely.

Pan Long smiled and persuaded: "Don't take it too seriously, the world is so big, where are there no dead people? ”

"But that's the dragon god!"

"What about the dragon god? he's dead. Pan Long persuaded, "You can live in peace, don't worry about anything, he is not full of resentment and wants revenge, and he will not be troubled after death." ”

The village chief nodded, hesitated, and couldn't help asking, "...... him Really won't bother?"

"Even if he wants to make trouble, he is looking for the enemy who killed him, why should he look for you?"

Seeing that the village chief was still worried, Pan Long pondered for a while and came up with a more out-of-the-way explanation.

"It's not that I look down on people, it's up to you...... "Do you have to be self-aware, what do you think these people in your village are worthy of trouble after the dragon god dies?"

It's very rude to say this, and when you meet someone with a bad temper, you may be able to quarrel, and maybe even fight. But the village chief was persuaded by this, he thought about it, the worry on his face quickly receded, and he laughed.

"Daxia, you are right! The Dragon God Lord is so noble, how can he look for us? We don't deserve to let his old man look at us, if he looks for us, it will really be a pearl to smash stones, a waste of treasure!"

He thought for a moment and then asked, "Daxia, do you know the honorific title of this dragon god? We have to build a temple for him and worship him well." ”

"He's dead......

The village chief looked calm: "Even if you die, you have to build a temple to worship." ”

Pan Long sighed helplessly and told him the origin of the dragon god, and the village chief immediately found a wooden board and wrote a tablet of "Yunheyuan Longzun, Kyushu Exploration Zhengshen".

His calligraphy is really good.

Next, the village chief enshrined this tablet on his own incense case, and also put his ancestors next to him, giving up the main seat in the middle of the incense case.

Look at him respectfully burning incense and worshipping, worshipping and worshipping, and chanting words in his mouth, all words of prayer and blessing.

Pan Long was also speechless.

This dragon god probably never dreamed that after he died, he would still be able to get others to worship......

He didn't bother to pay attention to the village chief, who kept praying in front of the incense table, and walked out the door to patrol the village.

He walked around, and suddenly saw several figures flying in the wind.

After a while, the figures gradually became clear, but they were a few monsters with blue and red faces, looking quite embarrassed.

Pan Long saw that they were coming here, and hurriedly went up to stop them, and before he could speak, a monster who was probably a pig demon (or something else, but was beaten like a pig demon) asked, "You are here in the village where a huge head landed before?"

"Exactly. ”

"That's right, what about the head?"

Pan Long didn't answer immediately, but asked, "Where did you come from, what are you looking for?"

"Don't mention it!" said the monster who was suspected of being a pig demon with a gloomy face, "A few of our brothers were caught by the East China Sea crab generals, let's come over and see if there is anything we need help with—for example, selling our strength, carrying a head, or something." ”

Pan Long saw that they were beaten with blue noses and swollen faces, and roughly guessed how the East China Sea crabs would "persuade" them, and couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at! Lao Tzu was beaten by the East China Sea crab general and can still walk and jump, this is the ability!" "The pig demon was angry and said loudly, "If you change to your small body, you will become meat sauce with a hammer!"

"Boss, the East China Sea Crab will say that he has been ordained and does not kill. A monster next to him whispered, "Otherwise, you would have killed him." ”

The pig demon was so angry that his face turned green, and he kicked the monster into a rolling gourd: "How can you talk!

The monster turned over and got up, and said angrily: "You fat pig, you will be angry with me when you are beaten by the crab general?

He transformed, but he was a large bird taller than a man, with a flat, flat beak that looked like a giant shovel, wielding iron wings and claws, and mingling with the youkai that appeared as a wild boar.

The level of these two monsters is not high, and they look like they are fighting with a king of eight punches, but they are entangled, and they are still scolding each other while fighting, and the scolding is even worse than the fighting.

You call me a bastard, I call you a thief turtle, all in the direction of the green hat.

After scolding a few times, a monster next to him couldn't help it, jumped up, and shouted angrily: "You two bastards! Why are you scolding the turtle? Where did the turtle provoke you!"

He transformed into a large turtle, stood up like a human, and with a hammer in each hand, he rushed viciously and struck at the two monsters without a head or a face.

"I told you to scold the turtle! Lao Tzu won't beat you today, and the peach blossoms are blooming, you don't know why the flowers are so red!"

Seeing that this turtle spirit actually moved his weapon, other monsters hurriedly persuaded him to fight, and for a while the scene was chaotic, and seven or eight monsters appeared in their original form, and the ping-pong fight was chaotic.

Pan Long was speechless and shook his head again and again.

"Everyone is a monster, but the monsters in Yunzhou and the monsters in the East China Sea are so different in quality!"