These three seem to be connected in a strange way.
Jiang Chaoge couldn't think any more.
Because Zhou Jiaoer is very excited now, and her thoughts are rushing into Jiang Chaoge's brain like fear, excitement, hope, and despair.
Now Zhou Jiaoer is an extremely contradictory individual.
She was very scared, but she also held some hope. She hoped that the monk could defeat the river god and get the money back.
At this moment, the monk and the terrifying giant beast fought together again.
One monk and one god are like crazy demons.
The monk's fist hit the scales of the huge beast like a hammer.
The huge beast kept biting at the monk with its sharp claws and fangs.
Huge waves rolled up on the river, and the servants and maids who could not swim were swallowed up by the black river water. They screamed in despair, but the river water immediately poured into their mouths.
At this moment, the river is the place of death!
One body after another sank to the bottom of the river.
The monk didn't seem to notice, he looked like he was possessed by a demon.
Zhou Jiaoer tightly grasped a broken piece of boat wood. Sometimes her body was lifted up by the huge waves, and sometimes she fell to the water. However, she still gritted her teeth and held on tightly.
The battle between the monk and the god probably lasted for a quarter of an hour.
Gradually, the monk's movements became slower, and the golden light on his body became darker and darker. He began to retreat continuously, and finally, the huge beast seized the opportunity.
"Bang!"
The long horns like gold and iron shattered the last light on the monk's body.
The monk flew out of the river.
His body hit the big ship, smashing it into pieces.
"Roar!"
The huge and terrifying beast roared in victory.
His body slowly emerged from the bottom of the river, and his blue eyes were like ghost lamps that attract the souls of the dead. He opened his bloody mouth full of fangs, trying to swallow the broken ship and the monk together.
At this time, Zhou Jiaoer was exactly five feet away from the monk. She could clearly see that the monk's body was covered with blood and his face was as pale as snow.
"Master...I...I'm here to save you!"
Zhou Jiaoer struggled to climb onto the broken logs of the ship, and quickly climbed up to the monk: "Master... Master, wake up quickly!"
She slapped the monk's face with her hand.
The huge and terrifying beast is getting closer and closer...
The monk's eyes suddenly opened at this moment and he grabbed Zhou Jiaoer's hand.
When Zhou Jiaoer looked into the monk's eyes, there seemed to be a void inside, but in that void, there seemed to be a kind of terrible killing hidden in it.
"Master, I'm here to save you, I'm here to save you!" Zhou Jiaoer shouted.
The monk's eyes were fixed on Zhou Jiaoer's face.
Finally he let go of Zhou Jiaoer's hand.
At the same time, the terrifying and huge body also rushed forward, and its sharp fangs tore through the broken ship wood, forming a terrifying vortex again on the river.
Zhou Jiaoer was sucked into the whirlpool, and she shouted loudly: "No...I haven't saved daddy yet, Master...I have saved you, help me find the silver, the silver is at the bottom of the river!"
"Namo~~~Atharva Veda!"
A roar came from the monk's mouth.
A layer of faint golden light condensed on his body again. He rushed into the vortex, grabbed Zhou Jiaoer's arm, and struggled to pull Zhou Jiaoer out of the vortex.
However, the huge black body driver also rushed out of the vortex at this time.
He bit down on the monk and Zhou Jiaoer!
"Guillot!"
The monk kept retreating and shouted again.
"Roar!"
In the distance, a roar came from Lingzhu Temple.
The body of the originally fierce River God suddenly stagnated.
Two faint blue eyes looked far away in the direction of Lingzhu Temple, cold and terrifying, but in the end, it gradually sank to the bottom of the river again, with only three long horns exposed.
The monk seized this opportunity and ran towards the river bank with all his strength.
Finally, he jumped onto the river bank.
He turned around again and looked at the rolling surface of the river, and growled in his mouth: "Nagakoro!!!"
In the river, the huge body gradually disappeared, and the three long horns disappeared.
The monk seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and immediately looked at Zhou Jiaoer.
Zhou Jiaoer's face was pale and her mouth was overflowing with blood. She was not dead yet, but she was almost dead because when she rescued the monk, those terrifying fangs had torn open her abdomen.
Black river water mixed with bright red blood continued to flow from her body.
"Silver... Yinzi... Master, help me find... find silver... at the bottom of the river..." Zhou Jiaoer used her last strength and pointed to the calm river surface.
"Donor, there is no silver at all at the bottom of the river!" The monk looked at Zhou Jiaoer.
"No, not at the bottom of the river? Then...where is that?"
"I don't know, but the poor monk heard some movement on the cliff some time ago. Maybe..." The monk pointed in the direction of the cliff with his finger.
"Ya...Ya..." Zhou Jiaoer's head slowly turned around and looked at the cliff.
"Donor, benefactor!"
"..."
The screen went black.
Jiang Chaoge's eyes opened suddenly.
Perhaps because Zhou Jiaoer's emotions were too intense, or perhaps because there were too many clues in Zhou Jiaoer's memory, Jiang Chaoge felt a strong pain in his forehead.
He relaxed for a moment and closed his eyes again. After a while, he opened them again.
"Two river gods!!!"
"There is one in Qinghe, and there is also one in Lingzhu Temple!"
If he hadn't seen Zhou Jiaoer's memory, Jiang Chaoge would never have made such a guess.
He never thought that there was a river god in Lingzhu Temple.
What is the relationship between the two river gods?
Why did the river god in the river suddenly stop attacking the empty phase?
Also, what do those angry shouts from Kong Xiang mean? Is it some kind of command? Or is it Western Buddhist language?
The most important thing is that Kong Xiang... seems to know that river god!
Too much information and too many questions poured into Jiang Chaoge's mind like a raging river, making his thoughts feel like they were stuck in a quagmire and unable to think anymore.
"calm down!"
"I'm going to take it easy for a while. I'll think about some simple questions for the time being and get used to it."
Jiang Chaoge calmed down.
He began to slowly recall Zhou Jiaoer's memories from the beginning.
From Ying Wunan's words, we can learn one thing. The person behind the silver robbery case is probably the Lexin Hou Mansion!
But there is a problem here. It was the Mohist family who robbed the money, and the Mohist family had never had any contact with the government. Why did they become the helpers of the Lexin Houfu this time?
This doesn't seem reasonable!
Moreover, Wu Qijiu did not betray the Mo family. In his memory, he had always followed the Mo family's instructions. In this case, there was no possibility of Wu Qijiu being bribed.
"That's all, let's put this problem aside for a while and then think of something simpler."
Jiang Chaoge rubbed his head with his hands.
Zhou Jiaoer probably found the hiding place of the silver after her death based on the clues given by Kong Xiang, so she sat on the stone.
Well, the question is simple enough.
Jiang Chaoge felt that he finally recovered, because his thoughts gradually became clearer and he figured out the problem in one go.
Then, let’s go back to the most important issue.