Chen Ping'an was a little annoyed, thinking that he shouldn't be so free-wheeling. With the thought, he decided to trust the horse. This three-hundred-mile waterway has aroused the covetousness of these water demons. There is really going to be a conflict. The sword-raising gourd is still in the physical body.
Bian, I had practiced six-step walking on the river before, and it was very jerky. After a few more punches, they were even weaker. Yin Shen seemed to be born not good at martial arts. When he thought of the pair of lantern eyes at the bottom of the river just now, Chen Pingan felt a little confused.
Afraid.
Zhong Kui may have seen through Chen Ping'an's thoughts, "The Yin God likes to travel around the world at night. It's your first time to travel around the world. The new Yin God didn't go anywhere else, so he came to the Burial River Temple. According to the Qi practitioners,
, this may be a rare opportunity, but you still have to deal with it carefully. Opportunity is a matter of luck and misfortune, and it is not always a good thing."
Chen Ping'an asked: "Are the temple blessings in the Water Temple a monk? Can they discover my identity as the Yin God?"
Zhong Kui said angrily: "Ignore the temperament of the Lady of the River. She wants to fight the water monster to death every once in a while. There are so many innocent souls and ghosts in the river, all driven by that water monster. Do you think it's okay?"
How can the water temple where her golden body is kept not have an expert in charge? Otherwise, the water demon who calls himself the 'Huang Xianjun' would have swallowed the temple and the hill together."
Chen Ping'an said with shame: "That seems to be the case."
Zhong Kui finally gave him the good news, "But don't worry, you are a very weak Yin god. As long as you don't go into the temple to burn incense, no one at the Water Temple will notice."
Zhong Kui frowned and walked around Chen Ping'an, exclaiming, "Chen Ping'an, have you encountered two major disasters? One was very early and hurt your life, and the other was a life-threatening injury just a few years ago.
Changsheng Bridge?"
Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment, then nodded. He was always cautious, so he made an exception and did not conceal anything, "That's more or less the case."
Since this person has the title of Gentleman of Dafu Academy, he is also called "Mr. Qi" by Zhong Kui.
Zhong Kui rubbed his chin and fell into deep thought.
Chen Pingan asked: "How did you tell?"
Zhong Kui was still looking at Chen Ping'an and said slowly: "Trees have annual rings, which can tell how old they are. This person's soul is actually similar. It's just that the human body is small and the world is big, and the world is big and human. The skin, flesh, muscles, and bones of a human are just like the two.
A wall was erected between them.”
Seeing Chen Ping'an's confused look, Zhong Kui gave an example, "For example, Haoran Tianxia and Qingming Tianxia, the monks want to check each other. Even if you are familiar with the magical power of seeing mountains and rivers in the palm of a god, no matter how much you are a twelve-level immortal,
, it didn’t work. But after your Yin Shen manifested, your soul became clearer and clearer, and I was able to see many clues."
Zhong Kui suddenly laughed and said: "Chen Ping'an, it's a bit hard for you to be a tailor."
What was broken was the porcelain of his destiny, and Chen Ping'an could not grasp any good luck in the Lizhu Cave. What was broken was the Changsheng Bridge. His body was leaking from all sides, so he needed to practice the Mountain Shaking Fist to hang himself.
Zhong Kui hit the nail on the head when he said that Chen Ping'an was a bitter tinkerer.
In front of him was Zhou Ju, a sage from Aquarius Island, who could recite poems orally, which could make the enemy fall into the strong wind, and his body would be shattered in an instant. Behind him was Zhong Kui, a gentleman from Tongye Island, who was even more unfathomable. Chen Ping'an was immediately obsessed with these Confucianists.
In the academy, I have a more complex and profound feeling.
Chen Pingan asked: "You want to go into the temple to burn incense? Is there no problem if a gentleman from the academy does this?"
Zhong Kui couldn't help but laugh, "If some pedantic masters in the academy find out about it, there will probably be some criticism, but it's just harmless. Scholars are not as rigid as you think."
Zhong Kui exclaimed, with a narrow smile on his face, "Well, with your help, I can learn from the bad temper of the Goddess of the River."
Zhong Kui's lips moved slightly, and the water flowing around the two people circled around them like meeting a mainstay in the river. At the same time, there was a faint glimmer of light. The big umbrella covered their heads, and the canopy covered their heads, hiding their figures.
Then Zhong Kui grabbed Chen Ping'an's arm and said, "Come with me to watch the show."
The buried river became turbid and turbulent, as if a series of underwater thunder exploded in the river.
Three or four miles away from the Water Temple, the bottom of a stretch of river became a battlefield.
Chen Pingan looked from a distance and saw a petite figure holding an object. Every time he waved it, a gorgeous silver arc slid out in the water. Because the speed was too fast, the silver lines continued to accumulate, like a messy cursive script, full of
It has a freehand style.
That figure exuded a faint golden light, and seemed to be lighting a bright lamp in the pitch black background, which was particularly eye-catching.
The woman is very short, looks petite and delicate, and has a young appearance. In fact, she has an average appearance, with a baby face and a round shape. She is only dressed in a golden light, with sharp eyes, and is very powerful.
He had a long knife on his waist, a long sword on his back, and an iron spear in his hand. It was extremely long, almost as tall as she and the two of them.
The scabbard is blue-purple, and most of it is wrapped with gold thread.
At the junction of the scabbard and the hilt, there are colorful clouds steaming out. It is a magnificent scene. I think the long sword in the scabbard must be extraordinary.
She came and went in the water like the wind, without any hindrance, as fast as thunder. With the spear in her hand, she cut through the huge body of the monster in the water several times. Blood splashed everywhere, making the water of the buried river full of bloody smell.
Once, he was hit by a water monster's head and hit the bottom of the river, causing a rumbling sound. In an instant, he suddenly rose up and pierced the jaw of the giant monster with a spear. The monster's wail was loud and loud, and it twisted its body crazily.
As a result, the Buried River began to set off huge waves. Even the people at the Water Temple noticed something strange. However, everyone was not afraid. They stood on tiptoe and looked into the distance, treating it as a new thing.
In addition to being violent and quick with her attacks, the short woman is also a girl in black who likes to curse during fights.
"You bastard, you are rebelling! If I don't look for trouble with you, your ancestral grave will be covered with smoke... That's all. You are a bastard who has no ancestral grave. Since you have the guts to come to my temple, I will
You left hundreds of kilograms of meat here!"
"Don't think that there is someone in your court who stuffs 700,000 to 800,000 taels of silver into Mirage City every year, and always wants to remove me from Biyou Mansion as the governor. I'm afraid of you, so it will be possible to bury the river water temple one day.
Daquan Yin Temple, so what if I don’t want to fight for the golden body? I said I would cut you into eighteen pieces, so I won’t just stamp you into seventeen pieces!”
"You bastard, come on, come on, take another shot from me! I'll make my house make a bowl of stir-fried eel noodles, it tastes great!"
The monster was huge, golden in color, naked without scales, and was so slippery that it made people sick.
It was originally a monster in a famous lake with a large spring. It took a long time for the things in the world to become spiritual, but it was slow in cultivation. Although it had a great opportunity to get it early, after more than six hundred years of diligent cultivation, it was still blocked at the threshold of Longmen Realm for more than one hundred years.
Years later, under the guidance of an expert who traveled around the lake, it left its nest in the lake and went ashore. After going through all the ups and downs, it started walking down from the source of the buried river. It imitated the dragon walking down the river, broke the bottleneck, and was able to join the dragon gate.
If it is allowed to go down unimpeded all the way to the intersection of the Mi River and the Yangtze River, and then take advantage of the flow to enter the sea, it may be able to achieve the golden elixir.
I never thought that when I passed by the Buried River Temple, that stinky bitch actually disliked it for killing some ordinary people, and said that I would do justice for heaven, and even risked fighting it. It had just entered the Dragon Gate realm at that time, and its momentum was at its peak.
He didn't take her seriously. There was a water god sitting in the lake where his nest was located, but he was just a yes-man. He knelt before him and paid tribute to him every year.
From the section of the river outside the Burial River Temple, the two sides fought all the way upstream. The fighting was so intense that the water eventually covered both sides of the river for 300 miles. Fortunately, it was the section of the river in the wilderness that did not affect the people.
It was unable to defeat the Buried River Water God in the water, so it had to retreat to the upper reaches of the Buried River, where it rested and recuperated for decades. After the Dragon Gate realm was stabilized, it could transform into a human form. It came ashore as a strong man, carried a heavy treasure, and went to the Blue River in person.
Youfu came to plead guilty, but he didn't know that the stinky bitch with a broken brain started to attack without saying a word. It was also very ferocious that time, and both sides used all their magic weapons. It was even more tragic than the first encounter in the river. Biyou
Most of the capital was submerged, causing numerous damages. There were cracks in the golden body of the River God in the Water Temple, and it received no benefits. One of the life-giving magic weapons and a heavy water-controlling treasure were damaged, and the other was destroyed. They retreated miserably.
After more than two hundred years, it regarded the battle of Biyou Mansion as a great shame and humiliation. Even after all kinds of business plans, the Tao Xing skyrocketed and was close to the threshold of the golden elixir, but it never transformed into a human body. It swore that only this crazy woman's golden body collapsed.
Damn it, the day when the temple is abandoned, it will come ashore with great arrogance.
As for the pile of golden body fragments, it is naturally its meal. Maybe it can reach the golden elixir realm in one fell swoop without going to the river that flows into the sea!
It was just a serious fight in the water. It was really no match for the buried river god, and it never took advantage once.
After more than two hundred years of dealing with it, it seems that the mother-in-law is determined to stop it in the upper reaches of the Burial River. Because of this stupid thing that harms others and does not benefit herself, even if it is the incense of so many people year after year, she has a golden body.
Shaping progressed slowly.
Tonight, it suffered another defeat without any suspense, and quickly retreated upstream.
The little woman saw that it had made up its mind that as long as she continued to chase it, it would come ashore and harm the people, so she stopped angrily.
The iron gun had already fallen to the bottom of the river during the battle. She sheathed the sword, found the most convenient weapon, cursed, and disappeared in a flash, returning to Biyou Mansion.
Only then did Zhong Kui appear with Chen Ping'an.
The two of them went ashore to the Water Temple on the mountain.
There were nearly a thousand people waiting here to burn incense. The foot of the mountain was full of horse-drawn carriages, donkeys and mules, and many late-night snack stalls were set up outside the temple. Coupled with the vision just upstream of the river, everyone was very excited.
Zhong Kui accompanied Chen Ping'an to see the white jade inscriptions, which were springing up like bamboo shoots after a rain.
Most of them were prayers for rain written by the emperors and local officials of Daquan. Some of them were similar to the edicts of sinners, as well as letters of thanks for rain after successful prayers. Chen Ping'an read these inscriptions quickly and swept them past. Zhong Kui went to the forest of steles early.
At the front, I squatted on the ground and looked at an ancient stone tablet that was badly worn. Only a few crosses were left in the inscription. The content was intermittent and many words were missing.
Chen Ping'an came to Zhong Kui and found that it was a poem without a signature or inscription. Probably due to the passage of time, exposure to wind, sun and rain, only about half of the text was left.
The sky and the earth are deaf, the sun and the moon are blind...The mountains and rivers are haggard, the grass and trees are withered, and the happy people in the sky are complaining. I tie them with iron zippers and send them to Feng Mansion to drive away thunder and serve thunder and lightning.
The sky is full of flying lines like a machine... sweeping away the heat in the world.
Zhong Kui asked: "Can you see anything?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "I just know the words."
Zhong Kui said with emotion: "My husband once said that the text contained in this stone tablet is actually a long-lost Taoist cultivation formula."
Chen Pingan asked: "Then you see the way?"
Zhong Kui said seriously: "I just know the words."
Chen Pingan laughed.
The two stood up. The gate of the temple was crowded with people. Zhong Kui complained: "For you, I can't burn the first incense?"
However, Zhong Kui quickly said helplessly: "There must be officials or dignitaries waiting at the back door. The small door will open a quarter of an hour or two earlier than the main door. So the ordinary people outside the temple can do whatever you want."
After waiting for several days and several years, as long as I don’t go to the back and let Miao Zhu personally open the back door, I will never be able to burn the first incense in my life.”
Chen Ping'an hesitated and said: "There is a four-character Buddhist saying in my hometown, which is called Don't ask outside."
Zhong Kui snorted, "This is a wonderful statement. Buddhism emphasizes one true belief, which is to have people believe in the righteous Dharma. Regarding the issue of head incense, many pilgrims in the world have actually misunderstood. Burning head incense is not an incense burner for burning incense in temples.
The first incense here is, as you said, 'Don't ask for it from outside'. The first incense is only the first incense of every sincere person. The first incense in this life, the first incense in this year, and the first incense in this month are all the first incense.
fragrant."
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "It makes sense."
Zhong Kui smiled and said: "Do you think it is easy to become a gentleman in the academy? It requires a lot of knowledge."
Chen Ping'an asked: "Then you write a poem for me? The title is "How do you feel after observing the inscription praying for rain?" I see that literati often do this in their writings. Can you give it a try?
Zhong Kui raised his head and glanced at the moonlight, "Tonight is a good time to go to the mountains and rivers, a good place to visit the house, a good time to get close to the gods, but not a good time to recite poetry."
Chen Pingan laughed again.
Zhong Kui became angry and said, "Chen Ping'an, it's boring for you to do this."
Zhong Kui chuckled and asked: "Do you want to accompany me to Biyou Mansion? It is the future Water God Palace. It is very rare. There are only a handful of them in the entire Tongye Continent. If you are lucky, you can still see it.
That buried river goddess..."
Chen Ping'an said: "Didn't I see you just now?"
Zhong Kui slapped his forehead, and with just this slap, he suddenly had an idea, "Opportunity! The chance of your Yin Shen night trip may lie with Biyou Mansion and her!"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "Forget it, I have to go back quickly."
Zhong Kui looked like he had seen a ghost. Is there anyone else in the world who doesn't take opportunities seriously?
There was a commotion at the foot of the mountain. Zhong Kui grabbed Chen Ping'an and said, "Trouble is coming. Let's go and have a look."
The old woman who consecrated this temple stood side by side at the foot of the mountain with an old monk who was a celestial being and blocked the climbing path of a woman in white.
People at the late night snack stalls in the distance pointed.
It turned out that the woman's face was sickly pale. Not only that, although her clothes seemed to be the same as those of ordinary people, upon closer inspection, the road behind her was like a bamboo basket leaking all the time. There were wet traces on the road.
obvious.
The old woman held a dragon-headed crutch, knocked on the ground hard, and sneered: "You little water ghost dares to offend the Temple of the Water Goddess and seek your own death!"
The old monk smiled and said: "He is just an evil ghost in the water. It seems inappropriate to talk about a dead end."
The old woman smiled sinisterly and stared intently at this rebellious river ghost.
It's just a little guy, and his soul will fly away when he drops the cane. Killing him is considered a meritorious deed.
The water ghost woman trembled, bit her lip, mustered up the courage, looked at the two high-ranking figures, and timidly said: "Old Immortal Zhu Zhu, this Immortal Master, I came here to find a scholar, he said
You can help me break free from the shackles of the river demon, so I don’t have to continue to work for the tiger..."
The old woman raised her eyebrows and said, "What a joke! You came ashore for no reason, it must be the conspiracy of the river demon!"
The old monk stroked his beard and smiled: "Should I come or you?"
The old woman grasped the cane tightly and was about to kill the ghost with it.
But she found that she couldn't lift the dragon's head. She turned around in shock and saw a smiling scholar. He said to her: "If you have something to say, please tell her. This girl didn't lie. I did promise her this. She dared to risk getting wet."
It is not easy to come ashore to find me because of the risk of being tortured by demons. If I am the liar who talks so freely, she will be in misfortune in the next ten or a hundred years. She may become a soul wick buried under the river, floating in the water forever.
Burning until your soul is gone, this kind of torture is more terrifying than any torture in the world."
Zhong Kui smiled at the female ghost who had pulled his hair before and said: "Young girl is so brave and has a better vision. I will help you with this wish! If you dare to go ashore, I will try to reincarnate you."
I beg for every opportunity..."
The old woman's face turned red and she couldn't even move the faucet in her hand. She became angry and said: "Huangkou boy, what are you talking about?! You want to protect the water ghost under the command of the river monster under the eyes of the Water Goddess?!"
The old monk's eyes were gloomy, and his words were even more sinister, "This person has ulterior motives. Maybe he wants to cooperate inside and outside and help the river demon murder our Water Goddess."
Zhong Kui turned a deaf ear and just stared into the water ghost's eyes.
There was fear, regret, and a hint of guilt for the poor scholar in front of her.
Zhong Kui smiled and nodded, "For your kindness, even if I scold you, I will make an exception for you. At least in front of me, Zhong Kui, good deeds will be rewarded, regardless of people, ghosts and monsters. Girl, please
Wait a moment."
Zhong Kui stretched out his hand and gently pulled it down. The dragon head crutch, which weighed a hundred kilograms, was nailed straight into the ground without a trace. He slapped the old woman Zhu Zhu in the air and spun dozens of times in the air before falling to the ground dozens of feet away.
Then, he slapped the old monk again and he fell into the river.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "It's reasonable, but it's a bit rude."
This is what Zhong Kui said to him at the inn.
Zhong Kui laughed and said, "Ask yourself."
Zhong Kui put away his smile and said with a rogue expression: "Just be reasonable. The word "li" is too big. I am just a gentleman, not a saint, so there is no need for it yet."
The female ghost buried in the river opened her mouth wide.
She guessed that the scholar in front of her was an accomplished qigong practitioner, but she never expected that he could slap each of them, leaving the two old gods unable to resist.
Zhong Kui was full of momentum, strode forward, his sleeves fluttered, stood in front of the female ghost, and said in a deep voice: "Tell me your name, hometown, and date of birth!"
The female ghost followed suit one by one.
Zhong Kui nodded, indicating that he understood. He put his fingers together, gently pressed the female ghost's forehead between the eyebrows, and said calmly: "I am Dafu Academy, gentleman Zhong Kui."
Chen Pingan found that except for him and the female ghost, all the people outside the Water Temple seemed to have fallen into a still state, and the long river of time paused briefly.
Zhong Kui said slowly: "I would like to inform Fengdu that this woman will go to the underworld, where she will not be invaded by ghosts or humiliated by Yama. All her karma will be wiped out. I will accept her and let her reincarnate to receive great blessings."
Chen Ping'an suddenly raised his head and saw that the sky above the buried river was covered with dark clouds, covering the bright moon, and the head of a ghostly figure as big as a mountain peak loomed faintly. The momentum was astonishing, and its appearance was similar to that seen on some fairy paintings on the mountain.
The ghosts with the highest rank in Huifengdu were exactly the same, and then the sea of clouds became thicker, falling, and covered with the water of the buried river. The legendary official from the underworld slowly walked out of the black mist, and soon stopped after landing ashore.
He lowered his head as he stepped forward. On his head was an official hat of the Underworld. He cupped his fists and said, "I will obey the law!"
As he raised his hands to clasp his fists, there was a clattering sound, and it turned out that his arms were wrapped with two chains, hanging down to the ground.
Zhong Kui retracted his finger.
The female ghosts began to dissipate, and like fireflies, they floated towards the ghosts standing on the river bank.
She burst into tears and said, "Thank you, Mr. Zhong. I hope I can repay your kindness in the next life."
Zhong Kui smiled and waved his hand: "No, don't have anything to do with me anymore. I will be your daughter with peace of mind in the next life."
The female ghost was finally taken away by the great ghost of Fengdu, who was like a hunting envoy. The dark clouds and fog in the buried river and in the sky suddenly disappeared.
At the end of the day, the ghost glanced at Chen Ping'an, the ghost god, intentionally or unintentionally.
Zhong Kui wiped the sweat from his forehead, exhaled a heavy breath, turned to remind Chen Ping'an: "You are really unusual as a Yin Shen. You can not be suppressed. Have you walked through the long river of time before? Isn't this impossible?
"
Chen Pingan did not answer the question, but said: "I think Jiuniang will like you."
Zhong Kui's eyes lit up, "Do you really think so?!"
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "I'm going to be polite to you, don't take it seriously."
Zhong Kui smiled bitterly, and then murmured: "Did I really do this kind of illegal work?"
Zhong Kui suddenly tilted his head, rubbed his chin with the palm of his hand, and said, "I'm so awesome. There are not many men as handsome and capable as me."
Chen Ping'an nodded and agreed: "I can also write limericks and be a bookkeeper."
Zhong Kui lamented, "It's so boring to chat with you."
Biyou Mansion was not built on the bank of the buried river, but was located in a valley, more than ten miles away from the river. In addition, the mountain roads on both sides of the river were impassable, the mountains were poor, and the people were sparsely populated. All local officials wanted to visit
Biyou Mansion was a hard job, but fortunately, the Water Goddess and the Dragon were seen without seeing the end, which saved them a lot of hard work. In many places, it has been an official practice for parents and officials of the state and county to visit the residences of the gods and goddesses once a year to exchange greetings.
The two masters and disciples of Jinding Temple, Yin Miaofeng and Shao Yuanran, were practitioners, so of course they would not find it difficult. When they came to the gate of Biyou Mansion, Yin Miaofeng announced his name loudly. In addition to his status as a worshiper of the Daquan Dynasty, he also reported
Moved to the Golden Summit Temple of the Master Gate. There was no other way. Monk Daquan had heard about the strange temper of the Goddess of Buried Rivers. Yin Miaofeng was afraid that if he didn't move out of the Golden Summit Temple, Biyou Mansion might not open its doors tonight.
However, Taoist Baozhen was still wrong.
Even if he revealed his identity as Grandmaster of Jinding Temple and Shao Yuanran, the door of Biyou Mansion was still closed, and not even the gatekeeper showed up.
Yin Miaofeng looked displeased, but he had to swallow his anger and once again begged the God of the Buried River to open the door and see him. He also admitted that he had the Emperor's secret decree.
Shao Yuanran became more and more curious as to what important matter the master had in mind that caused the two of them to be rejected.
In a huge mansion covering an area of more than 100 acres, in a brightly lit hall, there was a short woman with one foot on the bench and her head buried in eating the bowl of noodles on the table.
To be precise, it's a big pot.
Bigger than her two heads.
It's the stir-fried eel noodles.
There were many stewards and maidservants of the mansion standing in the hall, all of them were water ghosts who had died unjustly in the river.
One of the old men asked softly: "Madam, have you really seen those two Taoist priests from Jinding Temple?"
The woman didn't even raise her head. She took down her chopsticks like flying and ate the noodles, making a clattering sound, and said vaguely: "What the hell! It's just the same rhetoric all the time. It's annoying to me."
She suddenly raised her head and said to a honest man who looked like a cook and was taking off his sleeves: "It's cooked well. Next time, add more chili peppers, three or four ounces, and it will taste even better. Don't forget it."
, the best is the Chaotian pepper from Liu Laosan’s shop, the spicy one is the most authentic!”
The cook seemed to be stuttering and nodded: "Mother... mother, I... I... understand."
The short woman rolled her eyes and said angrily: "Mother, your uncle's mother, I am still a yellow flower girl!"
Suddenly her heart was shocked, she clapped her chopsticks, and stood up suddenly, with a murderous look on her face, "Damn it, there are still people who dare to cause trouble in the temple?! How brave!"
A wisp of smoke appeared on the table, like someone burning incense, but the smoke was curling, and an old woman's voice sounded.
After she listened attentively to the story, she felt murderous and burped. She quickly bent down, picked up the chopsticks, and took another big bite of stir-fried eel noodles. Then she wiped her mouth and strode outside.
When he reached the threshold, he said to the old housekeeper: "I have to go to the temple. You sent away the guests outside the door and said that it is still the same. Unless the court can let the academy take out the book, we will go to Biyou."
The government would rather keep that old plaque."
The old steward had a sad face. Although he respected the Water Goddess, he was not too afraid. He asked directly: "Empress, if those two Taoist gods get angry and beat me to the point of losing my soul, what should I do? Then who will do it in the future?"
I want you to go to the human market to buy some things for me, my empress?"
She sighed, "If you're afraid of death, just be afraid of death, and you'll find an excuse for yourself."
Having said that, after she stepped out of the threshold, there was no trace of her. Only her words echoed outside the door of Biyou Mansion, "Speak carefully and don't kill people...wrong, don't kill ghosts."
In the Buried River Temple, a figure of a short woman appeared out of thin air, carrying a sword on her back and not the iron gun.
Being in the Jinshen Temple, she came to the two culprits in one step, "You two, what's going on? Why are you making trouble here? That old temple blessing woman who was forcibly thrown in by the governor could only speak
I can't believe her 3-4 points of words, but I know full well that this place is in turmoil. Just tell me and I'll listen."
She was confronting Chen Ping'an and Zhong Kui while talking and retreating quietly.
It wasn't that she was afraid of anything, but that she felt too humiliated by talking to people with her neck raised.
When she no longer needed to raise her head, she stopped and remembered something, "By the way, I am the local river god."
Zhong Kui explained the process concisely and to the point, and the truth of the matter became clear.
After hearing this, she nodded lightly and said, "That's pretty much it. Then you can wander around as you like, and I'll ask the temple to be more respectful to the old lady and not cause any trouble for you."
Seeing that she was about to leave, Zhong Kui quickly tried to persuade her: "I really have something serious to see you for."
Her face was solemn.
As the orthodox water god who governs the water transportation of the Buried River, the strange movements here previously obscured the secrets, as if the mountain fog was shrouded in a radius of more than ten miles, making it impossible for her to investigate the weirdness, but she knew the rough depth of the opponent, and compared with that tricky one
The river demon is only strong but not weak. Even if she is in a temple, her fighting power is better than that under the water. But when it comes to fighting, she, a girl, will not fight if she can. Since the scholar said
Now that we've made it clear, let's just treat it as a chance encounter. You go on your way to Yangguan, and I'll go back and eat my bowl of eel noodles.
Have you ever thought that the scholar in front of you has something serious to say?
Is it still the matter of Biyou Mansion being promoted from Mansion to Palace?
She asked bluntly: "Are you from Dafu Academy?"
Zhong Kui said with a smile: "The Water Goddess guessed right, and sure enough..."
"Stop 'really', stop it!"
She raised a hand, interrupted Zhong Kui's polite words, and said angrily: "You scholars like to flatter others, it's true."
Chen Pingan found it interesting.
Zhong Kui scratched his head and said, "You really can't change it to a saint's book? Do you know that Emperor Liu of Daquan will be very embarrassed if you try to get into trouble like this? The gentleman from the academy in Mirage City might also be annoyed by your lack of good intentions. No.
It’s because we at Dafu Academy are unkind and arrogant, but it’s the Water God Empress that your request is too unreasonable.”
She nodded and said: "I know that I am asking too much, so don't agree to this. I don't care about Biyou Palace. By the way, I hope that your academy will never anger the Daquan court. If anything happens, just report it to me."
Come with me, one person will do the work and the other will take responsibility, Biyou Mansion still has this kind of care."
Zhong Kui said helplessly: "I just can't figure it out. Why do you insist on asking for that saint's books, Water Goddess? Is it possible that you still know that saint?"
The empress who buried the river water god shook her head vigorously, "How could I, a little water god, know the literary sage with so much knowledge? I just read his books and felt that his articles, every word of which he wrote were exquisite and exquisite.
It makes a lot of sense, but it’s a pity that the dull-tongued Lisheng and the less learned Lesser Saint are both much better. Well, compared to the Holy Master and the Master of Literature, they are barely comparable..."
Zhong Kui blinked, "Water Goddess, if you say this in front of a gentleman from the academy, aren't you afraid of being struck to death by lightning? Huh?!"
After all, Zhong Kui was from the most orthodox lineage of the Yashengs, not to mention that his mentor, the mountain master of Dafu Academy, came from the Yasheng mansion in the Middle-earth Divine Continent.
Zhong Kui was angry, but he didn't want to do anything to the Water Goddess in front of him. If he didn't scare her, his conscience would be uneasy.
In fact, the real reason is that Zhong Kui is worried that the gentleman sitting in the middle of Tongyezhou will be attracted by the strange phenomena here and use his supernatural powers to observe the mountains and rivers here. If he doesn't speak up right now, he can win back the situation for his own cultural context.
To save face, why don’t you scold your husband to death when you return?
She probably realized that her unscrupulous words were disrespectful, so she also blinked and said, "I still have a bowl of noodles at home that I haven't finished yet. I have to go back. They won't taste good after they're cold."
Chen Ping'an stood beside him without saying a word, feeling overwhelmed with emotion. (https:)