At the bottom of the West Lake, in the mysterious water hall, a fierce aura was permeated, and a deep voice came:

"I don't know what the little guy five years ago is, how is his cultivation now, at that time he was just a rookie in the early stage of Qi training, and now his cultivation has reached that point, whether he has the ability to save me out, and now my mana consumption is serious, at most I can support a Jiazi, no, I have to think of a way, how to escape. ”

"What kind of material is the little lady of the Qiantang Water God used to make this iron cable, this post can lock me to get the original god and the real body, which is hateful and tight. ”

"Fortunately, after so many years of careful calcination with demon fire, I have destroyed some of the power of the iron cable, and I can barely achieve the out-of-body soul, although it is only a wisp of divine soul, it is much more clever than those who are in the realm of divine soul possession. ”

"Why don't I separate a wisp of divine soul, dream of the people around me, call myself the god of the lake, and let these ordinary people pay tribute to some virgins and virgins to nourish their qi and blood. ”

A wisp of green smoke came out of the water hall, pierced the guardian power of the water hall, flew out of the water, and turned into a slender dragon, the whole body was like a jade belt phase plate, the dragon groaned, and the dark clouds in the sky surged, and then, the wind and clouds gathered, and it rained heavily, and the rain was majestic, as if the heavens were angry.

"With this heavy rain, the ordinary people near me in the vicinity of Tuomeng, under the intimidation, they will naturally obey and respectfully sacrifice the boys and virgins to become my blood food, and after refining, replenish the spirit and spirit, and prolong the longevity. ”

The night was hazy, and the sky was covered by a black curtain, without a little starlight, and the jade belt Jiao was divided into thousands of souls and fell into thousands of households.

After Qiao Zijian finished his work, the sky was hazy, and the west was sinking, and the red was radiating the last afterglow, and he hurriedly walked towards home while the hall was bright.

The sun is setting and the breeze is blowing.

"There hasn't been a single rain in the spring, and if it doesn't rain again, the fields will be dry and cracking, and this year's harvest will not be very good. ”

sighed, looked up at the blue sky, cloudless, and the sky was blue:

"The spring rain is as precious as oil, and it rains a little bit continuously, even if it is only two fingers deep, God, you should have mercy, if there is no harvest, how can we poor people live? ”

As if I heard Qiao Zijian's prayer, the cloudless clear sky, suddenly the dark clouds surged, the bean-sized rain was scattered in a trickle, the spring rain was like oil willows with smoke, and the entire West Lake was immersed in the rain.

Thump!

Looking at the rain in the sky, the wrinkles on his face stretched out, and Qiao Zijian fell to his knees with a plop:

"Thankfully, it's a life-saving rain. ”

Holding a handful of rainwater and swaying it between heaven and earth, Qiao Zijian smiled happily:

"With this rain, the crops in the fields are well fed, and they have the strength to grow, and as long as there is no more bad weather, there is hope for this year's harvest. ”

Walking home, the old woman had already made dinner, and a pair of children were waiting for him to come back for dinner, looking at his twin daughters, Qiao Zijian grinned.

God is beautiful, with a good harvest, and a warm home, Qiao Zijian feels that he has done countless good things in his previous life, and God has given him such a happy home in this life.

After eating, the family talked happily and lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

A ray of fine light flew in, transformed into a golden light, tall and mighty god, holding a steel fork in his hand, into Qiao Zijian's dream, Qiao Zijian in the dream saw this god in a trance, a spirit, woke up, and quickly knelt down to the god in his dream:

"Xiaomin Qiao Zijian, I've seen - I've seen the gods. ”

As for which god it is, Qiao Zijian naturally doesn't know, but it can't be wrong if it's a god.

The god of heaven was full of golden light, and his voice was like a bell, resounding in Qiao Zijian's dream:

"Duh, the mortal Qiao Zijian in the lower realm listens, the deity is the water god of the West Lake, today it is said that there is a lack of some boys and girls to serve, and I hope you will contribute some boys and girls to the sake of the gods who have blessed the residents of the West Lake for many years, if not, be careful when the water waves are raging, sweeping the surrounding villages and fertile fields, once the tragedy happens, it will be too late to regret. ”

Qiao Zijian, who fell to the ground, was stunned:

"Boys and girls, God said he wanted boys and girls?"

When I looked up, the gods were gone, and only the dreams were true.

"Finally got one!"

A wisp of the soul incarnation of the jade belt Jiao flew out of Qiao Zijian's dream:

"I have to hurry up and go to the next house, and strive to go to the house more to dream, and there are many people talking about it, so that these stupid mortals can believe it. ”

"This wisp of my soul can only transform into eighteen incarnations, and if I do more, I will not have the ability to dream at all. ”

Feeling his weakness, Jade Belt Jiao's face was a little hideous:

"If it weren't for the stinky girl of the Qiantang Water God who suppressed me so far, with my strength to dominate the world and live happily, I don't know how many Jiaozi Jiaosun have been born until now. ”

"What's even more odious is that the qi and blood are insufficient, and the soul cannot be supported, although I can possess the body, but every time I possess the body, I will hurt my soul, and the gains outweigh the losses. ”

"If my soul is strong enough, why should I care about the little bit of soul power that I lose. ”

In the Jinshan Temple, Fahai stood in the abbot's room, meditated with his eyes closed, and suddenly his eyes flashed and he stood up:

"There's a goblin making waves?"

Walked to the bed, reached out to catch a wisp of rainwater, put it on his nose and sniffed it:

"This rain is full of demonic energy, such a pure demonic energy, at least a big demon in the fairyland, such a big demon, I am not an opponent yet, but with the purple gold bowl in my hand, I am not afraid of it. ”

Brush!

A piece of golden light protected the body, Fahai flew out of the abbot's room, braved the rain, rose into the air, and looked down in all directions.

Zhang Yutang was thinking about how to talk to Xu Jiaorong about this matter as he walked, when he suddenly felt the fierce aura of the rain, and hurriedly looked up at the sky:

"This ferocious aura is so familiar, is there any demons and monsters that have come out to bring disaster to the world?"

"But maybe it's just a passing goblin who inadvertently brings up the rain. ”

The rain came and went quickly, and soon the stars were open, and the wisps of stars were shining, Zhang Yutang smiled slightly:

"It's coming and going fast, it should be a passing goblin. ”

The air after the rain was exceptionally fresh, Zhang Yutang took a deep breath, walked to Xu Jiaorong's door, knocked lightly, and asked:

"Miss Xu, I'm Zhang Yutang, have you fallen asleep?"

Xu Jiaorong in the house felt a deer bump in her heart:

"It's been so many years, he came to my boudoir for the first time, I always thought he was a fool, I didn't think he was also a bad guy, and finally couldn't help but do something to me, but how should I be good, should I resist death, or half-push and half-obey him?"

(To be continued)