Zhang Yutang, Fahai, and Xu Jiaorong came together, there are respected old monks, dashing scholars, and charming beauties, just like a beautiful landscape, which makes people look at it and be fascinated.

When Uncle Qiao saw it, he was also stunned for a moment, and then trotted up to meet him:

"Master, are you back, have you negotiated with the West Lake Water God about sacrificing virgins and virgins?"

Fahai smiled slightly, detached and unstained:

"Donor, let's go to the house to talk, there are many people here, and there are some things, so it is not appropriate for too many people to know. ”

The matter of suppressing a peerless demon under the water of West Lake, once it is known by ordinary people, under the strong fear, the things caused will be like a tsunami and unbearable.

Uncle Qiao is old and fine, and when he heard that something was wrong, his heart sank:

"Okay, Master, let's talk inside. ”

As for Zhang Yutang and Xu Jiaorong next to him, Uncle Qiao didn't greet him alone, thinking that it was a friend invited by Zen Master Fahai, so he invited him into the house, asked his wife to serve some rough tea, and then made a few dishes.

Uncle Qiao smiled:

"Pengmen's family is cold, there are no good things to entertain distinguished guests, a little coarse tea and light rice, please don't mind. ”

"The donor is too polite. ”

Fahai sat in his chair, his eyes closed and open:

"Such a delicacy contains the sincerity of the benefactor, and it is ten thousand times stronger than any delicacies from the mountains and seas. ”

A few people were talking and laughing, and while eating, Uncle Qiao saw that it was just the right time, and asked:

"Master, did the West Lake Water God agree to give up the matter of sacrificing virgins and virgins, and ask the master to tell the truth. ”

"It's true. ”

Fahai looked upright and sat upright:

"The people of Qiaojia Village, who want to be served by boys and virgins, are not the water gods of the West Lake at all, but a thousand-year-old demon who has been suppressed in the water temple of the West Lake. ”

"Demons?"

Uncle Qiao's face changed when he heard this:

"The West Lake has always been calm, how can there be demons, could it be said that the frog that was suppressed here by the Qiantang water god Niangniang was born?"

"Frogs?"

Fahai was slightly stunned:

The donor also knows the origin of the demon under the West Lake, and asks the donor to talk about it in detail to see if the demon has any weaknesses. ”

"Wait, I'll go get a dossier. ”

Uncle Qiao stood up, took out a file, glanced at it a few times, and said:

"It was hundreds of years ago, in the dossier of our Qiaojia Village, there is such a thing, about five hundred years ago, there were a lot of dragons in our place, floods, hollowing out the ground, many mountains and rivers and the earth, all became an ocean. ”

"In that demonic rebellion, countless people died, many were homeless and displaced, and finally attracted the wrath of a god. ”

"Which god is a female monk who has practiced for many years, has vast magical powers, and her Taoism is unfathomable, and in a fit of rage, she fought with the demon Jiao, and countless demon Jiao died in the hands of the female monk. ”

However, in the end, there was only one frog left that had cultivated to the highest level, and the female monk originally planned to use her own samadhi true fire to slowly calcinate and refine the frog, who knows, at this time, the merit of the female monk was complete, the ceiling above the heavenly court paved the way, and the gods came to welcome the female monk's ascension. ”

"Because the matter of attaining the Tao and ascending to the throne is urgent, and the female monk does not dare to disobey the will of the Emperor of Heaven, so in desperation, she left a strange treasure that she had cultivated for many years and forged. ”

"This strange treasure is said to be a temple, which can slowly refine the flesh shell and the original god of the frog, is it possible that after a hundred years, the frog is not dead, breaking through the prohibition set by the water god Niangniang, and is going to come out to make waves. ”

"At that time, there was a lot of trouble, and there were powerful female monks who subdued demons and subdued demons, if Qingjiao was born again, who would be her opponent in this world, how could we mortals live. ”

Zhang Yutang and Fahai glanced at each other, their hearts were heavy, the frog needed a great power that was about to soar and slowly refine, it can be imagined how the cultivation of this frog was against the sky.

And Zhang Yutang, following Uncle Qiao's narration, has already determined in his heart that the demon that was suppressed in the West Lake Water Hall must be the frog Jiao who was suppressed five hundred years ago.

It's just that after hundreds of years, Qingjiao's cultivation has been worn away by the Zhenjiao Palace, and the Tao has also lost seventy-seven eighty-eight, but the supernatural powers, realm, and eyesight of the body are still there.

After the battle, it is still unknown who will fight in life and death.

Looking at Uncle Qiao, who was a little depressed, Zhang Yutang said:

"Uncle Qiao, you don't have to worry, we will have a way, take the liberty of asking, is the female monk who has subdued the frog for five hundred years the goddess of Qiantang water who is now in the peak of incense. ”

"Not bad. ”

Uncle Qiao nodded and said:

"Niangniang's merits are immeasurable, none of us in Hangzhou have not received the favor of Niangniang, if there is no Niangniang, maybe our Qiaojia Village disappeared five hundred years ago. ”

There was a twinkle in his eyes:

"What is this little brother called, do you have any good way to subdue demons and eliminate demons?"

Zhang Yutang smiled faintly and comforted:

"Since ancient times, evil cannot prevail over good, evil things can only run rampant for a while, and sooner or later they will always be destroyed, this Uncle Qiao can rest assured, as long as the frog has not been suppressed and eradicated, we will not leave here. ”

Xu Jiaorong was bright and beautiful, with a smile on the corner of her mouth:

"Uncle, didn't you say that the female monk later ascended to the Tao, why did she later become the water goddess of our Hangzhou Qiantang. ”

Uncle Qiao listened to Zhang Yutang's words, his heart was slightly relieved, and he turned his head to Xu Jiaorong and said:

"You young people, you must pay attention to the precious things left by your ancestors in the future, and remember to be grateful to the god of water. ”

Xu Jiaorong's face turned red and she bowed her head and said nothing.

Since the ascension of the nuns, in order to commemorate the mother, the descendants also hope that the mother can always guard Hangzhou, suppress all the evil and make waves, and funded the construction of the Qiantang Water Temple, hundreds of years of worship, the incense is endless, deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, the previous dynasty has the Son of Heaven Yubi personally sealed the merit of the immeasurable perfection of the supreme Miaohua Qiantang water god Niangniang. ”

Zhang Yutang was slightly stunned:

"The majesty of the former emperor was so great, and he was able to seal the gods with a pen. ”

"The Son of Heaven sealed it himself, it can be regarded as a convenient boat, even if he doesn't seal it, hundreds of years of incense down, even if the female monk, it is difficult not to become the mother of the water god. ”

Under the trend of the times, public opinion is the will of heaven, the people's heart is the heart of heaven, the incense is the bell, the popularity is gathered, and it is worshiped by countless people, even if you can't think of God.

When cultivation and merit arrive, you will naturally become a god and become an immortal, and if you don't have cultivation and merit, if you want to become a god and become an immortal, it is as difficult as the sky.

(To be continued)