At this moment, both the villagers who left and the villagers who had never left were all trembling in their hearts.
The river god that had been plaguing Ping An Village for a year turned out to be just an old turtle, which had a huge impact on them both visually and spiritually.
What's even more shocking is that now the shackles that have been around the neck suddenly disappear, bringing about an instant of confusion.
In any case, it is raining heavily and dark clouds are pressing down at the moment, but the dark clouds hanging over my heart have disappeared.
"Is this the river god?"
Seeing the old turtle lying motionless on the ground, the old village chief of Ping'an Village couldn't believe it. He stepped forward nervously and kicked the old guy's turtle shell with his feet.
"You just offered sacrifices. Except for this guy lying next to the river, there was nothing else."
Shen Xiu glanced at the old man and explained.
After hearing what Chen Xiu said, the old villager looked angry and stepped forward again and stepped on him again and again.
Because of this guy, he and the others lost the lives of many villagers and were put into such a situation. How can this not make people filled with righteous indignation?
If it weren't for the so-called river god, his two nephews wouldn't have drowned in such a strange way.
To solve the worries of Ping An Village, a humble request for a break and shelter from the rain will naturally come true.
After that day, the heavy rain that had lasted for several days began to shrink. In the past few days, the annoying heavy rain finally stopped.
The long-lost morning sun appears and the sky clears up.
Shen Xiu continued to walk along the official road to the forest. He encountered several waves of blind bandits on the way, but he dealt with them all casually.
After walking through the city for a day, it was getting dark. Shen Xiu saw a town in the distance, so he quickened his pace and stepped into the town while the night was covering it.
After asking a passerby, Shen Xiu followed a certain direction and came to an inn closest to the entrance of the town.
Although it is close to the entrance of the town, the inn is deserted and there are very few tourists and pedestrians.
The thin middle-aged shopkeeper was listlessly moving the abacus, and the short waiter was wiping the table, his eyes were wandering, and he looked towards the door from time to time, appearing absent-minded.
On the first floor, there were only a few scattered tables of customers eating and drinking. When they saw people coming from outside, they didn't pay much attention.
After asking the shopkeeper to serve a few dishes, Shen Xiu just started eating and drinking by himself. As he ate, he felt an inexplicable irritability in his heart.
He deliberately stopped for a while and observed carefully, and found that the restlessness did not come from the food, but seemed to come from the body.
After searching for a while, his mind moved, and then he opened his sleeves and found an ink line extending from his wrist. When he opened it, he saw that it turned out to be a black turtle pattern.
Shen Xiu's face darkened.
So far, no one has dared to draw a turtle on him so silently.
The eyes flowed, because the emotion was faintly emitting a cold aura, which made the shopkeeper and waiter next to him afraid to express their anger.
When Chen Xiu saw the turtle mark on his body, he was shocked and already had a vague guess in his mind.
This method is obviously the work of some unknown monsters with strange abilities.
After all, no one has been able to do this so quietly on his wrist for such a long time.
So far, the only turtle he can relate to is the turtle disguised as a river god that he punched and killed in Ping An Village a few days ago.
So, are you planning to declare war on me?
Shen Xiu stared at the turtle pattern, but there was no other mark, and there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
The pictures he had walked through in the past few days were like a quick tour through his mind, constantly scrolling and playing.
He thought of the tricks of the old turtle in the river in Ping'an Village, and the scene turned around, suddenly freezing in the morning, where he was washing his hands by the river.
Then the question of when and where this turtle pattern got on his wrist is easily solved.
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The sun is shining brightly and the breeze is gentle.
Beside the river a mile outside Mianyang Town, stood an imposing and erect young figure.
But the next day, Shen Xiu, who found the turtle mark on his hand, took the initiative to rush to the turbulent river.
This turtle pattern does not come from the son of the turtle, it must come from the same family.
Apart from the purpose of revenge, the purpose of imprinting designs on his hands would not be to give him a tattoo.
Since Wugui and his family want to find him, he will take the initiative to come to their door.
The river was constantly flowing, and Shen Xiu stayed beside this rarely visited river for a long time.
It's just that things went counterproductive.
Throughout the afternoon, Shen Xiu stood by the turbulent river for almost as long as an incense stick.
There was still no unusual movement in the river. Shen Xiu amplified his senses belonging to the fifth-level martial arts cultivator and did not detect the unusual aura of monsters in the river.
Everything seems to be his wishful thinking.
"It seems I'm overthinking."
Facing this turbulent river, Shen Xiu sighed slightly and muttered something, as if he regretted it.
He immediately turned around and turned his back to the river.
As if nothing had happened, I walked towards the sparsely populated river beach.
I walked a few steps forward.
At this moment, in the turbulent river behind, somewhere in the river, there was an undercurrent surging, and the speed of the flow actually slowed down a bit strangely.
Immediately after that, a human-shaped shadow suddenly appeared on the surface of the river that was not quite flat.
At this time, countless small water columns rose into the sky, and then the void stretched diagonally, transforming into long, slender and sharp arrows.
A few water arrows hidden in the river and the humming wind suddenly shot out, spreading throughout the body and covering all the vital points on the body.
A person with a low level of cultivation would probably be riddled with wounds if touched by such a powerful water arrow.
But Shen Xiu walked as usual, as if these breaths no longer existed.
The next moment it approached the surface of the body, golden light suddenly emerged from Shen Xiu's body, and his body-protecting energy instantly spread throughout his body. The dazzling golden aura was extremely dazzling at this moment.
Countless fine crystal water arrows flew through the air, and many water arrows landed solidly on Shen Xiu's back.
Instant contact.
It actually made a metallic trembling sound like gold and stone meeting.
Goodness is like water, it can be soft or hard.
It can be seen that these seem to be extremely fragile, and the power of the water arrows condensed by the river water is also in different directions.
As long as he has enough infuriating energy to operate and maintain, Shen Xiu's body-protecting energy is obviously superior.
Those shot from across the sky.
Menacing volleying water arrows.
The next moment, all of them exploded together. In the fragile state, the crystal water droplets that broke out flew all over the sky and scattered in all directions.
This time, somewhere on the riverside, the beach was full of rain, and it was only limited to local heavy rain in one place.