In Mrs. Xu's heart, heaven and man are at war. No one has drowned in Baiyu Creek for a long time, and the ghosts passing by Baiyu Creek are extremely rare. In the River God Temple, there is no one other than herself, the river god.
Even under the majestic River God, there is not even a serving god.
"well……"
She sighed quietly and began to feel sorry for herself again. If her attitude had been firmer at the beginning, she might not have ended up in this situation now.
In the Baiyu River, there was a sudden "ouch" sound. A young man lost his balance in the water and was swept by the rapids and fell into the river.
"Um?"
Mrs. Xu looked up and saw that the opportunity was right in front of her. At this moment, she only had to hook her fingers and stir up an undercurrent in the river, which would wrap up the young man's body and sink him to the bottom of the water. No one could save him then.
This young man will inevitably become a water ghost in Baiyu Creek.
"Raxu Dongdong!"
In the shallow water, a group of teenagers yelled hurriedly.
This young man named Xu Dongdong is a student of Hefeng Academy. He is recognized as a "reading seed" by Gu Lingyu and other young masters. It is said that he can recite several chapters of the Analects of Confucius by heart. Once such a reading seed becomes a
The water ghost will become a worshiped god in the river god temple, which will be quite impressive.
"well……"
Mrs. Xu looked at the scene of the boy struggling in the water, and she was also struggling in her heart. If the boy named Xu Dongdong drowned by himself, Mrs. Xu might not be at fault, but she might be angered. And if Mrs. Xu did it herself
If Xu Dongdong is drowned, the problem will become even more serious.
She looked in the direction of Hefeng Academy. Like the Villa on the top of the mountain, it was a righteous and awe-inspiring scene, so that Mrs. Xu, a shady god with little knowledge, did not dare to keep staring.
She frowned. If Xu Dongdong really drowned, what would Gu Lingyu do if he got angry?
More than a hundred years ago, the scholar named Qin Suihan on the Snowy Tianchi almost let himself die when he was angry. Now that Gu Lingyu is almost the same as Qin Suihan, if he is furious
, I am afraid that I can no longer be a river god.
When she thought of this, Mrs. Xu couldn't help but sigh.
You can't kill but you can't kill, you can't stand by and watch, isn't this forcing people to accumulate virtue and do good deeds?
Finally, Mrs. Xu raised her hand, and her pale gold long sleeves swayed gently in the water, creating a wave of water that dragged the young man with water in his mouth and nose to the shore, where he was immediately rescued by other friends.
The young man spat out a mouthful of water, stood up, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay... quickly surround the fish. Whether you can have a good meal at noon today depends on this time."
This Xu Dongdong is the king of children in the small town. The other teenagers nodded, stopped the fish with branches, and pushed it all the way to the shallow water beach.
…
evening.
The children who took advantage of the spring tide to catch fish have all gone home, and the stone bridge of Baiyu Creek is once again deserted.
As the sun was about to set, a new guest came to the town. He was dressed in white and carrying a sword behind his back. He looked very lazy and relaxed. He was none other than Han Xin, the Soldier Immortal.
Han Xin stepped onto the stone bridge. The last time he came here was more than a hundred years ago, and he traveled around the world with Bing Sheng Ding Muchen. This time Ding Muchen was guarding the Conferred God Platform and would definitely not be able to come, so only Han Xin could host it.
The overall situation of the world is over.
He squatted by the stone bridge, took off the wine gourd from his waist, raised his head and took a sip of wine, then looked down into the water, poured some of the wine in the gourd onto the water of Baiyu River, and said with a smile: "The ancestral home of the military family.
Let’s go out and drink wine, how does it taste?”
In the water, the River Goddess looked at the young Soldier Immortal on the stone bridge in disbelief, unable to believe that he had really returned to the world.
She used her magical power to roll the water and wine on the water into her mouth, and suddenly a spicy taste entered her throat. The wine that this military monk drank was indeed stronger than others.
"nice……"
Han Xin sat by the bridge, as if reminiscing with an old friend, and said: "My state of mind in the past hundred years has been relatively good. You did not harm the child's life. Your state of mind has improved a lot. That's right."
"Um……"
Mrs. Xu's golden body slowly emerged from the water, and she gave Han Xin a blessing and said, "Shangxian... why are you back again?"
"Do something."
Han Xin smiled and said: "I was sent by the ancestral family of the military family to come to the human world to take care of me. I will live in the snowy Tianchi for a while and will not leave in a short time."
"oh."
Mrs. Xu pursed her red lips and said: "My river god temple is too small and there is not much incense, so... there is nothing to entertain you."
"Need not."
Han Xin frowned and said: "As long as you take care of the people, how can there be a shortage of incense?"
As he said that, he saw a group of people coming from a distance. It was Xu Dongdong who came with his parents and grandfather.
"Dongdong!"
The father rubbed the child's little head and said: "The place where you caught fish is really next to the River God Temple? After you fell into the water, did you really feel that the current was carrying you to the shore?"
"Um."
Xu Dongdong rubbed her butt and got beaten when she came home and talked about catching fish. However, after she talked about how she almost drowned, her parents and grandpa became extremely nervous.
He blinked and said: "Dad, it seems like there is something in the water protecting me. Otherwise, I would have been washed downstream by the river."
"oh!"
Dad nodded, took the incense and candle from his mother, and the family walked all the way to the River God Temple. Dad took the lead in the door, then lit the incense, knelt on the ground and said: "Mother of the River God, thank you for protecting my family Dongdong.
Thank you very much... From now on, our Xu family will definitely come to offer incense during every New Year and festival, and I also ask the empress to protect our Xu family in the future."
The whole family has added a lot of incense to the River God Temple.
…
"how?"
Han Xin looked at Mrs. Xu in the river and said with a smile: "Good deeds are rewarded with good deeds, isn't this coming? If you are so mean and ungrateful to everyone in the world, people in the world will naturally not respect you."
Mrs. Xu's eyes lit up. At this moment, she seemed to know how to be a good river god.
"Thank you, God, for your guidance."
Mrs. Xu saluted again.
"fine."
Han Xin stood up, clasped his fists and bent down to salute Mrs. Xu, saying: "It's me, Han Xin, and I should thank you for the favor you gave me. But it's easy to be a human being, but it's difficult to be a god. After thousands of years of suffering, your temperament has changed."
You have lost a lot of kindness and will no longer be as kind as before, so Han Xin also treats you..."
Having said this, Han Xin frowned and said: "Old madam, I hope you don't blame Han Xin for repaying kindness with hatred. All of this is just to polish the old madam's temperament as a god. If not, the old madam's path will be even worse.
All turned pale."
"..."
On the water, tears appeared in Mrs. Xu's eyes. She had never been so happy in a hundred years.
"Let's go, let's go."
Han Xin smiled: "The old lady is not very popular here, and there is indeed nothing to entertain me. I will go to the mountain top garden to drink cheap wine from Lin Zhao."
"yes."
Mrs. Xu smiled and said: "The mountain master is a good person, go ahead."
Han Xin clasped his fists again, and immediately turned into a wisp of breeze that concealed the murderous spirit of the military and headed for the mountain top garden.
…
Natural home.
When Han Xin arrived, Lin Zhao, Huang Tingyu, Zhu Zhi, Tang Guangjun and others were already waiting. In the living room, a large table of delicious food was filled with the aroma, waiting for the guests to be served.
"Oh, it's just the right time!" Han Xin slapped his thigh: "Wonderful!"
"Lin Zhao, welcome to Master Bingxian."
As the owner of the mountain, Lin Zhao spoke sternly.
Huang Tingyu, Gao Zhi, Chen Ben, Yu Wanning and others did not dare to show off, and they all greeted the soldiers as juniors. In fact, this was also the case. Han Xin had been among the four sages of military strategists for many years. In terms of qualifications, It is much thicker than Bing Sheng Ding Muchen, let alone a group of people from the Mountain Top Villa.
"The ancestral home of the military strategist, Tang Guangjun, meet the Soldier Immortal!"
Tang Guangjun grinned: "Would you like to have a drink later?"
"Eh~~~"
Han Xin waved his hand and said with a smile: "If you want to drink well, you can't just drink a little. Mountain Master, Tang Guangjun, and everyone in the mountain top garden, no one is allowed to use cultivation to dispel the smell of alcohol today. What if you don't get drunk?" ?”
"OK!"
Huang Tingyu smiled heartily: "The Soldier Immortal is here. I will sacrifice my life to accompany you. Dongzang, bring out all your apricot blossom wine and hide all the mountain master's Dongting wine. I heard that the Soldier Immortal has a thousand cups." It would be a pity if he drank the Dongting wine."
Tang Guangjun's heart was pounding, this soldier fairy's temper was not very good!
After all, his achievements in the human world back then could be said to be comparable to those in the sky, but in the end he still could not escape the fate of being cooked by cunning rabbits and dead lackeys. Although he was named a soldier immortal by heaven and earth and regained his body and cultivation, he was still holding back his heart. One breath.
He doesn't want to see anyone in the world with the surname Liu, Lu, or Xiao.
Lin Zhujie frowned. I, Brother Huang, have the guts to dare to speak like this in front of the Fourteenth Realm Soldier Immortal from the ancestral court of the military family. It’s not like Lin Zhujie, who was so frightened that he didn’t even dare to say a word. For a while I didn’t really want to serve it, I just wanted to squat outside the door with a bowl of rice and some vegetables to eat alone.
"OK OK."
Lin Zhao smiled and said: "Let's take a seat, let's drink and eat."
"good."
A group of people accompanied Bingxian and had a great time drinking.
This drinking lasted until midnight, and more than ten jars of the apricot blossom wine brewed by Dongzang were drunk. Fortunately, Dongzang is now an eleventh-level apricot girl, and apricot flowers are her destiny. Making wine now is not as difficult as it was before. , and the brewed apricot flower wine is more mellow, so it doesn’t matter if you drink it freely.
…
Everyone was very drunk.
Lin Zhao asked Liu Liying to clean up an elegant and clean courtyard on the mountainside for Han Xin to live in. The dignified soldier immortal indeed deserved such treatment. Lin Zhao personally held the lamp and opened the door of the small courtyard for Han Xin. Both of them were drunk. None of the people above used their cultivation to dispel the drunkenness.
When you drink, this is the feeling you want.
"Brother Han Xin."
Lin Zhao frowned and said, "What is the purpose of this trip to the lower realm?"
"Eh~~~"
Han Xin waved his hand and said with a smile: "Only for drinking this time, not talking about business. Don't ask me about the purpose of my visit, so as not to cause suspicion. In short, for the sake of the human race, you, Lin Zhao, just need to be more careful."
"yes!"
Lin Zhao watched Han Xin staggeringly holding on to a rockery, vomiting into the fish pond in the small courtyard, and then left with his face covered.
He looked at the stars in the sky and felt a little confused.
He understands many plans for the human race, but what does "troubleshooting" mean?
