"We, the City God of Qingshan County, don't know if we can keep that thing away!"
"Hey, you didn't know this, right? The City God of our Qingshan County is really smart, but the gods on this earth can't control what's in the water. You have to ask the River God to collect this thing!"
"But we haven't heard of any river gods here!"
"Then there's nothing we can do about it."
"You can ask an expert to help you subdue it!"
"Will you pay for it?"
"..."
There was a sudden silence at the gate of the city. The people who went into the water early in the morning before dawn were naturally poor people. They had little savings and how could they afford to hire Taoist monks to do it?
Feng Bingwen listened to the excitement at the city gate and frowned as he looked at the bullock cart that had been let into the city.
He just saw clearly that on the two feet and ankles of the drowned corpse, there were a pair of black and blue palm prints, which were filled with purple meaning and made him feel cold when he looked at them.
But I don't know if it was because of his special eyes. When he looked at the palm prints that no one around him seemed to see, it seemed that he was the only one who saw them.
"Um?"
While walking, Feng Bingwen, who had followed the crowd into the city, opened his eyes wide. Two tall but hazy figures appeared next to the bullock cart that had almost disappeared from his sight.
Feng Bingwen couldn't see his figure clearly, he could only see the gray haze, but his height of nearly ten feet was as conspicuous as standing out among the chickens.
"Is this a ghost mission?"
Feng Bingwen was a little unsure. Although he also saw the City God that day, when the City God appeared in front of him, he was no different from ordinary people. There was no evil spirit at all. He was majestic and majestic, more like a living person than a living person.
people.
The two men he saw at this time, not to mention their extremely intimidating and huge size, but also the mist lingering on them that he could not see through, all showed how difficult they were to mess with.
However, although these two hazy beings look tall and fierce, pedestrians passing under them can easily pass through their bodies, and they do not seem to be affected by any negative effects, as if their existence is just an illusion.
Wow~
There was the sound of chains sliding. Feng Bingwen could no longer see the bullock cart at this time, but because of the existence of the two suspected ghosts and their huge bodies, his eyes continued to follow.
Abruptly, one of the hazy beings walking behind the bullock cart suddenly turned his head and looked at Feng Bingwen, who was staring directly at them. A pair of scarlet eyes lit up in the daytime when the sun had risen.
Phew~
A gust of cold wind blew in the face, and the pedestrian standing next to Feng Bingwen shuddered unconsciously, looked around, tightened his clothes, quickened his walking pace, and unconsciously moved away from Feng Bingwen.
Feng Mingwen bowed slightly in embarrassment, and then smiled at the ferocious figure. There was no fear in his heart. He had no choice but to do so. He was really confident now.
"..."
This huge figure ignored Feng Bingwen's friendliness, slowly turned his head, and continued walking with the bullock cart.
But for some reason, Feng Bingwen suddenly felt the anger emanating from these two beings who manifested under the blue sky and white sun. It was not the anger directed at him, but at the bullock cart they were escorting, or in other words, the person lying on the bullock cart.
The person who was responsible for the death.
Didn't these two big guys hear the unbridled discussions of the idlers at the city gate? Should he say it or not, if he were to think about it in another person's shoes, if he heard such words, he would definitely be very annoyed in his heart.
After experiencing this small episode in the morning, Feng Bingwen stepped into the classroom with some absent-mindedness and started a day of study. After all, it was an enlightenment study, so there was no pressure on him, and even if he was distracted, it would not be a big deal.
"Underwater!"
Feng Bingwen was thinking about the incident he met in the morning.
Today, Daqian is in a prosperous age, with its national power rising day by day, humanity prospering, and all the fairies and ghosts hiding in the mountains and fields, not daring to show their faces, or at least not making too much noise.
But just because those monsters and monsters are hiding does not mean that they will be honest. They are just waiting for the right time, and they will not be polite to mortals who accidentally fall into their territory.
Longchuan Mansion, the home of thousands of lakes, is densely populated and has many lakes. There are many strange things related to water, and at least half of them are related to water ghosts.
Take Wolong Lake around Qingshan County as an example. Feng Bingwen heard the name of this big lake for the first time a long time ago. He hears news of people drowning in it every year, ranging from one or two to three people. Five, never stop.
The old man in the village once said that there are always unclean things in the lake. He has repeatedly warned his children not to approach the lake without supervision, let alone swim in the water privately.
But despite repeated orders from the government and adults, people still drown every year, be they children playing in the water, or fishermen and lotus collectors trying to make a living.
In the past, Feng Bingwen would walk around the big lake when he saw it. It was for this reason. The water was unclean and harmful to people. This was an ironclad fact. He didn't have to go into the water to get into trouble.
However, what Feng Bingwen is thinking about now is,
"I wonder how much good deeds I can do by saving one person?"
It is very utilitarian, but it is difficult for Feng Bingwen, who has prayed three times and received positive feedback, not to think about this aspect.
Besides, doesn’t doing good deeds with a purpose count as doing good deeds? Since ancient times, people have always ignored deeds and disregarded their intentions.
"Perhaps squatting by the river to save people is a stable source of good deeds?"
"However, if I kill that water ghost, wouldn't it be more direct? The reward should be more good deeds!"
When he thought about the frequency of people drowning in Wolong Lake every year, Feng Bingwen felt that it was too stupid to sit by the lake every day. He should simply solve the source of the problem directly.
"Worth a try!"
Feng Bingwen confirmed his idea. Needless to say, the convenience of making a wish through good deeds. If there were a sufficient amount of good deeds, he would not have to worry about the elixir of the two old men.
"However, if killing water ghosts is a good deed, then I will have a goal in the future..."
Mobile criminal gangs like Renyazi are really rare in this peaceful and prosperous age. It is estimated that people like Qijiagang are hard to find in the world, and it is almost impossible to encounter another one.
But things like water ghosts are different. As long as there are people with water, such evil things will inevitably breed. Not to mention other places, just Longchuan Prefecture.
The House of Thousand Lakes, Thousand Lakes, is just an imaginary number. The actual size of lakes and rivers, plus various ponds, tsk, the number of these water ghosts is not 10,000, but 8,000.