The Jinghe River is a large tributary of the Weihe River, a tributary of the middle reaches of the Yellow River. This large river, which cuts deep into the Loess Hills and Loess Plateau, has a narrow valley, many dangerous shoals, and many waterfalls and rapids. Heavy rains in summer and autumn often cause floods, so it has always been mentioned in legends. It doesn't have a good reputation. As the symbol of the Jing River, the river god is naturally known for his ferocity.
But at this moment, in a small forest by the Jing River, a young man in white clothes was leaning against a big tree shivering. His face was whiter than his clothes, and his trembling legs revealed the fear in his heart. .[bsp; If it weren’t for the two small dragon horns on his head and the dragon-patterned jade belt around his waist, I’m afraid no one would be able to recognize that this is the second son of the Jingdang River Dragon King. The ruler of this river has always been known for his cruel temperament. The dragon god is feared and worshiped by the locals.
"Senior...Senior...Senior..." Little Dragon God said tremblingly, "You...you...do you really...really...have...any idea?"
Not far in front of the Little Dragon God, a young general wearing golden armor was leaning against another big tree with a translucent spear like crystal, looking up at the sky to the southeast with concentration.
"Don't make any noise, I'm busy." Perhaps because he was a little impatient by the stammering tone of the Little Dragon God, the young man in golden armor turned his head and glared at the boy in white, making him shrink back in fear. I wish I could shrink my head into my chest like a turtle.
"But...but..." Although he was scared to death, when he thought of the coming danger, the little dragon god's fear of the golden-armored general was immediately temporarily driven away by a greater fear, and there was not much strength left. He had the courage to ask, "You...you...really...can...beat...win...Qiantang Jun?"
"That's not certain." The golden-armored general said calmly, "Although Qiantang Lord is only the God of the River, and the area he governs is only the mouth of the Qiantang River, but regardless of the hero's origin, his abilities are probably still above Dongting Lord. Cheng Mou prides himself on being somewhat capable, but compared to a famous figure like Qiantang Jun..."
He didn't continue talking, he just sneered a few times.
These few sneers frightened the little dragon god even more. Not only his hands were shaking, but his whole body was shaking.
"This...what can we do!"
"Huh? You seem to have stopped stammering when you speak!" The golden-armored general seemed to be surprised and looked at him in confusion, "It turns out those psychology books are really right. After being scared to a certain extent, people will Become indifferent and give up on yourself with the mentality that 'a big head is only a scar as big as a bowl', and your courage will increase..."
"I...I'm not...a human being..."
"You really can't stand the praise!" The golden-armored general didn't expect that the little dragon god would look like a frightened bear again in the blink of an eye. He couldn't help but sigh deeply, "I am becoming more and more suspicious now. I will help you this time." Regarding Qiantang Jun, did you make the wrong decision at the wrong time and in the wrong place..."
"No...that's not the case! You...are you talking...joking?"
The golden-armored general shrugged and turned his gaze again to the sky in the southeast—the direction of Dongting Lake.
"Qiantang Lord, you followed Xiang Liu, Wuzhi Qi... these big guys worked together to control the flood. The god Dayu led Ying Long and other god generals to control the flood, killed Xiang Liu, and suppressed Wu Zhi Qi, Qiantang Lord was just imprisoned because he was a member of the Dragon Clan. A few years ago, for some reason, he had a falling out with the Heavenly Court, and caused a flood that submerged several sacred mountains dedicated to the Heavenly Generals. ... Facing such an enemy, to be honest, I am very stressed."
He didn't wait for Little Dragon God to answer, and continued: "But, there is nothing you can do if you are under pressure, things must be done. That guy has always been unscrupulous in doing things. As long as he can achieve his goal, he doesn't care how he kills innocent people. Every time
If he takes action, tens of thousands of people will die, and the floods and disasters caused will make countless lives miserable... Although you are a bad guy, and to be honest, you are just a pure scum, but compared to that lunatic, you are
Much better again…”
The Little Dragon God grimaced and wanted to protest, emphasizing that even if he had scum attributes, he was only dragon scum and not human scum. However, he knew that this golden-armored general was a peerless hero who became famous in the late Han Dynasty. He was just a little dragon and was not there at all.
In people's eyes, being able to come to help resist Qiantang Lord this time is already in someone's favor. If you expect such a senior master to be polite to you, it is really better to expect that you will suddenly become a master of magic and kill Qiantang Lord.
"To be honest, I really don't understand. As the saying goes, 'Look at the face of the Buddha without looking at the monk's face.' That Dongting Dragon Girl is the daughter of Dongting Lord. This Dongting Lord is not an ordinary person. She is a descendant of the majestic Yunmeng Daze Dragon Ancestor.
He is a well-known name among the aquatic tribes in the world, and you, the whole Jinghe family, together, may not be able to defeat him - where on earth do you have the confidence to abuse his daughter?"
"I really don't have one!" The Little Dragon God immediately cried out. He just wanted to beat his chest, point to the sky and the earth, and swear, "I'm not stupid! How dare I abuse her! No one in the world knows her uncle's temper! Protect your shortcomings, no
Reasonable, violent... He is a bully who always stirs up trouble even when he has nothing to do! It's too late for me to hide from him, so why bother with him when there is nothing to do?"
"Then why did the dragon girl cry on the river beach and ask Liu Yi to send a letter to Lord Dongting for help?" The golden-armored general heard the little dragon god's true confession, and he suddenly became curious and asked quickly.
"Alas! Speaking of which, it's not my mother who caused the trouble..." Little Dragon God sighed, and his aggrieved face turned bitter again, "Senior, you also know that our Dragon Clan is somewhat romantic..."
"Well, I've heard of this."
"Of course I am no exception... As Qi Huangong said before, a few people are sick and a few people are lustful..."
"It's understandable, it's understandable - but it's not supported!"
"I have raised several beautiful concubines, you know..."
"I understand, let's get to the point!"
"As the saying goes, a new generation replaces the old..."
Before the Little Dragon God finished speaking, the golden-armored general coughed violently. He coughed several times before regaining his composure: "You are so talented...continue..."
"Women are always new and good. And those concubines all know their identities and are obedient to me. That's really..."
"Okay, okay, I understand. Please tell me the key points quickly. I guess Mr. Qiantang will be here soon."
The three words "Qiantang Jun" made Xiao Long Shen, who was originally planning to ramble on, suddenly come back to his senses. Thinking of the imminent death threat, his face that had just regained some color turned pale again.
He even stuttered when he spoke.
So he spent a lot of effort to explain the matter clearly.
After the Dongting Dragon Girl was left out by her husband, she felt a little aggrieved. At first she forced herself to endure it, but then she couldn't bear it anymore and went to her parents-in-law to complain. However, the Dragon Clan has always had a fine tradition of helping relatives but not taking care of them.
What they have in common is that after hearing the cry of the Dragon Girl, the Jinghe Dragon King and his wife said a few words to the Little Dragon God in a nonchalant manner at first, but later they even stopped talking and instead complained about the "long-tongued and jealous" Dongting.
Here comes the dragon girl.
Of course they know how powerful Dongting Lord is, and they also know that there is a scourge living in Lord Dongting’s house who is willing to poke a hole in the sky whenever he causes trouble. Therefore, they don’t dare to really embarrass Dongting Dragon Girl. They just follow the idea of seeing out of sight.
, let him live outside the Dragon Palace.
However, the Dongting Dragon Girl has been well-dressed and pampered since she was a child. The Dongting Lord has really held her in his hands for fear of falling, and held her in his mouth for fear of melting. He dotes on her beyond measure - well, compare the treatment of the Jinghe Dragon King and his wife.
You can tell from her son's attitude - How has the Dragon Girl ever suffered such grievances in her life!
"I think... I finally understand, I completely understand..." The golden-armored general nodded and looked to the southeast, his eyes gradually becoming sharper.
"It's really a coincidence..." He smiled, jumped up, stepped on the void under his feet, made a sound like muffled thunder, quickly ran into the sky, and stopped a ball of fire rolling from the southeast.
cloud.
Inside the fire cloud, a huge red dragon was roaring furiously.
"My Majesty, Cheng Peng, please Qiantang Lord to temporarily suspend his thunderous wrath." The transparent spear in the golden-armored general's hand flashed suddenly, and the endless ice mist servants spread out, completely blocking the fire cloud. "If you have anything to say, slowly
Tell me, what do you think?"
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I wonder if you have figured out what this chapter is about?
Well, actually I just had a sudden idea to tell the story of Liu Yi’s book from a different angle...
