We went downstream for a night and it was daybreak.

I can finally dive, but the bone spurs on my back will inevitably be exposed outside the water...

Yesterday, the team crossing the basin was waiting for the floods to subside. Strangely enough, the floods were still flooding yesterday and the floods receded this morning. However, they still had to wait for the sun to expose the soil and harden it before they could open to traffic. Otherwise, they would easily sink into the water-soaked mud and get trapped.

A group of people were discussing what they saw yesterday by the river. Some people said it might be some unknown creature.

Suddenly a greeting broke the argument!

"Look, look, what are those curved scratches in the river?"

I saw that the river silt exposed by the flood receded had deep scratches and curved forward. Even if it was washed by the water, it was still obvious. Judging from the depth and width, it was definitely very large. Thinking of many legends left by the older generation, I understood that it was really a walk.

Jiao.

The thunderbolts poured down, the cold floods rolled in, and the waves reached the ends of the earth.

It rained continuously, mist covered the mountains and rivers, and countless streams merged and grew to create a surging wave. Bai Yujun had accumulated enough flood water and swam downstream quickly in a semi-submersible posture. Leaving the no-man's land, he gradually came into contact with human beings. Apart from what he could see from a high place,

Not many people saw the slender white figure in the river.

With such a heavy rain, almost everyone stayed at home playing mahjong and watching TV. Even if the weather was bad, they could play with their children at home.

It was raining continuously. An old man in a raincoat led his cattle across the bridge. The cattle refused to move forward and were whipped. The cattle turned around in fright and refused to get on the bridge. When the angry old man lowered his head inadvertently, he saw a long white shadow passing under the bridge and dragon scales on the water.

Wen, in panic, remembered the rules of meeting the big snake and dragon and shouted "Dragon King".

"Dragon King, walk slowly~ Don't flood the farmland and destroy the bridge~"

The old man didn't understand why the dragon would walk under the bridge even though there was a sword made by his predecessors hanging under the bridge. When the dragon went far away, he bent down to see it and cursed loudly.

"Damn it! Some kid stole the Dragon Slaying Sword and sold it!"

The Dragon-Slaying Sword has an impact on walking dragons, but the impact is not great. If Bai is unhappy, he can break countless iron swords, but he just doesn't want to ruin his relationship with humans.

After continuous snorkeling, we finally arrived at the first county town built on the riverside...

The dragon's horns emerged from the water, followed by its eyes.

The nictitating membrane slid forward to reveal his eyeballs, and he scanned the buildings on both sides of the bank and the iron boats swaying with the flood peaks. There were several cement bridges across the two banks. You had to be careful to avoid breaking the bridges. To Bai, cement was not the same as mud.

It's very big and full of tofu.

Special departments have found excuses to block the bridge and wait for the peak of the flood to pass.

The person in charge saw the high flood peak coming from upstream, used a telescope to see the huge head, and confirmed that it was a white dragon.

Hold up the communicator.

"Report, Bailong has arrived in Z County and is expected to leave the county in two minutes."

"Continue to observe, don't interfere."

"Received~"

The problem in the county is not big. What I am worried about is that there are many big cities along the river downstream. When I have a headache, I am behind. Fortunately, almost no one remembers that abnormal floods may be caused by walking dragons. On rainy days, they prefer to lie in bed and play with their mobile phones...

Bai Yujun swung her tail across the bridge, parted the river and swam forward slowly and slowly.

"Really, we agreed to clear the river surface to prevent accidents, but why are there still people playing with boats?"

I have to complain that there are actually young people riding motorboats in the rain on the river. Maybe they are too bored in their rich days and want to find some excitement, so they brave the heavy rain to rush to the peak of the flood.

The head of the county’s special department has a numb scalp...

"Quick! Let the helicopter take him away to me! Immediately! Immediately!"

So, a young man who was having a great time in the water saw a helicopter. Then, I don’t know what they did to cause the motorboat to stall for no reason, and a rough and strong man was hugged over by a rope...

"My motorboat! My... of... God..."

The young man who was hanging in the air and screaming looked down at his poor motorboat, and saw that it was suddenly swallowed by a whirlpool, and saw a long white shadow in the water twisting and swimming forward.

There's no way around it. It's so big that when it swims around, it will inadvertently create whirlpools and suck up floating objects on the water's surface.

Passing the county seat and entering the mountains again.

People along the river are particularly afraid of raging floods. There are a large number of flood records in both county annals and ancient books. Water and fire are merciless. Every flood will cause huge losses to the people on both sides of the river. Many cities rely on embankments to survive. However, there are unforeseen circumstances. When the floods arrive

After a certain point, all means become extremely fragile.

In particular, the hydrological stone carvings of the Southern Song Dynasty recorded that there was a huge flood once in a thousand years, many dams burst, and people drowned.

Bai Yujun doesn't dare to make such a big fuss. If there are too many dead creatures, it is easy to lose the blessings. The merits accumulated by working hard for the world and even flattering the human race cannot be lost just like that. Is it easy to accumulate some merits? I am exhausted.

It would be really stupid to live for more than 1,400 years and then end up getting into trouble.

There is no other way but to carefully control the river water not to exceed a certain amount.

Once I feel that there is too much rain, I would rather fight my exhaustion to disperse the rain clouds and reduce the flood. I don’t want to trouble anyone. I just want to use the small flood peak to cross the river into the sea without provoking anyone and go my own way.

After entering a remote river channel, I saw practitioners on the rocks protruding into the river from the shore, offering sacrifices and blessings, and building wind and rain pavilions to burn incense.

The waves crashed against the rocks, and the practitioners in plain clothes bowed respectfully.

"Congratulations to the divine dragon for entering the sea and ascending to the fairyland~"

The cultivator's sealing blessing was more effective. Since they gave face to them, Bai Yujun had to reciprocate. He slowed down, stopped, raised his head from the water to the height of the rock, and looked at several cultivators. When the huge dragon's head was raised from the water, the cultivator

It was difficult for them to remain calm, and they were all overjoyed, not afraid of the bloody mouth and fangs.

The picture has a different kind of beauty.

The dark sky is full of water vapor, raindrops are falling obliquely, the Wind and Rain Pavilion stands tall, burning incense curls up, and a huge fluorescent white dragon raises its head from the flood and bends down to look at people. The species are different, but the Taoist hearts are connected.

"Please ask the divine dragon to protect the world and ensure peace in the world~"

Bai Yujun nodded his big head and released some spiritual energy at will to improve the physique of several people. Then he suddenly jumped up and fell into the river and continued downstream. Several cultivators were delighted and surprised. They did not expect that this dragon could talk very well.

In the evening, after passing through mountains and several cities, we arrived at a big city.

The lights of the big city were bright, Bai Yujun's nostrils floated on the water, and he smelled the strong smell of hot pot...

What a great place~

Moubai slowed down to prevent the flood peak from hitting the embankments on both banks. He looked at the city under the lights at night, feeling the comfort and heat. He swam slowly, and his white figure loomed in the evening river.

The city is still peaceful under the heavy rain, and the smell of hot pot lingers in the air for a long time. After taking a few puffs, I really want to crawl out and eat a few pots of red and hot hot pot.

Maybe, I don’t know how many years it will take before I can eat it again...

I raised my head and remembered that the city swung its tail and continued forward, crossing the bridge. I was curious as to why the chief officer named it Jiang Bridge. Under the watchful eyes of special department agents from all over, the flood peaks continued to cross the bridge, and the waves crashed on both sides of the river.

The cold water vapor arose, and after turning a few turns, we left the hot pot city.

When the dragon passes by, evil spirits retreat, suppress evil spirits, and suppress demons.

Perhaps what Bai Yujun can do now is to adjust the feng shui of the places he passes by to make them more livable, which can also be regarded as a small compensation for disturbing the people along the coast.
Chapter completed!