Sword of Coming

Chen Ping'an was a little annoyed, thinking that he shouldn't be so free-wheeling. With the thought, he believed in the horse's freedom. 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, before he practiced six-step walking on the river, it was very jerky. After a few more punches, he was even more weak. 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 Ping'an 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 has no other place to go, so he just came to the Burial River Temple. According to the Qi practitioners, , this may be a rare opportunity, but you still have to be careful, because luck is a matter of luck and misfortune, and it is not always a good thing."

Chen Pingan asked: "Are the temple blessings in the Water Temple a monk? Can they discover my identity as the Yin God?"

Zhong Kui said angrily: "Just think about the temperament of the Lady of the River. She wants to fight the water monster every now and then. There are so many innocent souls and ghosts in the river, all driven by the 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 Pingan said with shame: "That seems to be the case."

Zhong Kui finally said 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 just a few years ago when your life was broken. 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."

Not only did this person have the title of Gentleman of Dafu Academy, he was 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. In fact, this man's soul is 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 Pingan's confused look, Zhong Kui gave an example, "For example, Haoran Tianxia and Qingming Tianxia, ​​the monks want to check each other. Even if they 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 doesn’t work anymore. But after your Yin Shen manifested, your soul became clearer and clearer, allowing me to see many clues."

Zhong Kui suddenly laughed and said: "Chen Ping'an, it's a bit hard for you to be a tailor."

The broken porcelain is his natal porcelain, and Chen Ping'an will not be able to seize any good luck in the Lizhu Cave. What was broken was the Changsheng Bridge. His body was exposed to wind and rain from all sides, so he needed to practice the Mountain Shaking Fist to save his life.

Zhong Kui hit the nail on the head when he said that Chen Ping'an was a bitter tailor.

In front of him was Zhou Ju, a sage from Aquarius Island, who could recite poems orally and make his enemies stand upright in an instant. In the back was Zhong Kui, a gentleman from Tongye Island, who was even more unfathomable. Chen Ping'an was immediately obsessed with these Confucianists. Academy, I have more complex and profound feelings.

Chen Pingan asked: "You want to go into the temple to burn incense? Is it okay for a gentleman in the academy to do this?"

Zhong Kui couldn't help but laugh, "If some pedantic masters in the academy find out, there will 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 Burial."

Zhong Kui's lips moved slightly, and the water of the buried river 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 figures.

Then Zhong Kui grabbed Chen Pingan'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 section of the river became a battlefield.

Chen Pingan looked from a distance and saw a petite figure holding something in his hand. 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 A great freehand style.

The figure exuded a faint golden light, seeming to light 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 bright golden light, and her eyes are sharp and 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 her.

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 evil beast, you are rebelling against heaven! If I don't go to find trouble for you, it will be considered that your ancestral grave is smoking... that's all. You are an evil beast without an 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. Is it 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! Later I will make my house 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 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 600 years of diligent cultivation, it was still blocked at the threshold of Longmen Realm for more than 100 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 across the river, broke the bottleneck, and was able to join the dragon gate. If it were 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 situation to enter the sea, it might 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. At that time, it had just entered the Dragon Gate realm, and its momentum was at its peak. He didn't take her seriously. There was also 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 Buried 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 little did he know that the stinky bitch with a bad brain actually 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, and there were countless damages. The golden body of the river god in the water temple had cracks, and it did not get any benefits. One of the life magic weapons and a heavy water-controlling treasure were damaged, and the other was destroyed, and they retreated miserably. For more than two hundred years after that, it regarded the battle of Biyou Mansion as a great shame and humiliation. Even after all kinds of business plans, its Taoism soared and it was close to the threshold of the golden elixir, it never transformed into a human body. It swore that only this crazy woman's golden body collapsed. Only when the ancestral temple is destroyed or abandoned will it come ashore with great swagger.

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 water 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 went ashore to the Water Temple on the mountain.

There were nearly a thousand people waiting here to burn incense when the temple opened. The foot of the mountain was full of carriages, donkeys and mules, and many late-night snack stalls were set up outside the temple. Coupled with the vision in the upper reaches of the river just now, 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, squatting on the ground, looking at an ancient stone tablet that was badly worn, there were only a few crosses 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, 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. He was bound to the Feng Mansion with an iron tie to drive away thunder and control thunder and lightning. The winds and clouds in the sky and the earth were turbulent... He was good at martial arts. A drop of water from a golden vase in the sky filled the sky with 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 Ping'an 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 open the back door in person, 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 an excellent 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 the temple. 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 try it? "

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 it is 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 Pingan said: "Didn't I see it 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 the temple stood side by side at the foot of the mountain with an old monk who had a fairy-like demeanor 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 say that he will die."

The old woman smiled sinisterly and stared intently at this rebellious river ghost.

It's just a little guy, and when the cane is dropped, his soul will fly away. Killing him is considered a meritorious deed.

The water ghost woman trembled, bit her lip, mustered up her courage, and looked at the two high-ranking figures. She timidly said: "Old Immortal Zhu Zhu, this Immortal Master, I am 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 crutch tightly and was about to kill the ghost with it.

But she found that she couldn't lift the faucet. She turned around in shock and saw a smiling scholar, who 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." There is a risk of being tortured by demons. It is not easy to come ashore to find me. 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 the wick of her soul 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?! Are you going 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, "Even if my husband scolds you for your kindness, 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 more than ten 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 told him at the inn.

Zhong Kui laughed and said, "Ask yourself."

Putting away his smile, Zhong Kui said with a rogue expression: "Just be reasonable. The word "property" is too big. I'm just a gentleman, not a saint. I don't need it for the time being."

The female ghost buried in the river opened her mouth wide.

She guessed that the scholar in front of her was an accomplished qi 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 solemnly: "State your name, hometown, and date of birth!"

The female ghost did as she was told.

Zhong Kui nodded, indicating that he understood. He put his fingers together and gently pressed the female ghost's forehead between the eyebrows. He 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, so that she can 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. There was a vaguely ghostly head as big as a mountain peak, with an astonishing momentum. It looked like the one 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. Stepping forward, he lowered his head with a Hades official hat on his head, 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 around 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 the great kindness in the next life."

Zhong Kui smiled and waved his hands: "No, don't have anything to do with me anymore. I will be your daughter 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 Ping'an didn't answer the question, but just said: "I think Jiuniang will like you."

Zhong Kui's eyes lit up, "Do you really think so?!"

Chen Ping'an 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 his hand, and said, "I'm so awesome. There are not many men as handsome and capable as me."

Chen Pingan nodded and agreed: "I can also write limericks and be a bookkeeper."

Zhong Kui lamented, "It's so boring to chat with you."

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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 impassable, 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, are practitioners. Of course, they will 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 Visit the Golden Summit of Shimen. There was no other way. Brother Daquan had all heard of the strange temper of the River Goddess. Yin Miaofeng was afraid that if he didn't move out of Jinding Temple, Biyou Mansion might not open 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 River Burial God to open the door and see him. He also admitted that he had the Emperor's secret decree.

Shao Yuan then became more and more curious as to what the master was doing that caused the two of them to be rejected.

In a huge mansion covering an area of ​​more than a hundred 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 with a clattering sound. She said vaguely, "What the hell! It's just the same rhetoric all the time. It annoys me to death."

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, put more chili peppers, three or four ounces, and it will taste better. Don't forget , 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 out. 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 just said that it is still the same. Unless the court can let the academy take out the book, we will not go to Biyou." The government would rather keep the old plaque."

The old steward had a frown on his 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?" Will you go to the human market to buy some things for me?"

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, she disappeared. Only her words echoed outside the door of Biyou Mansion, "Speak carefully and don't kill people...wrong, don't kill ghosts."

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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 wording that adds a lot of embarrassment, but I know full well that this place is in turmoil, so 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 she felt it was too humiliating to talk 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 slightly 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 ask 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 strangeness, but she knew the rough depth of the opponent, and compared with the 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 for a girl like her to fight, she 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 own way, and I'll go back and eat my bowl of eel noodles.

Never thought that the scholar in front of me still had 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, "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 ignorance. It's not that It’s our Dafu Academy that is unkind and overbearing, 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 does the work and the other takes 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 was exquisite, were better than the ones written." The truth is great, but unfortunately the Li Sage, who speaks dull words, and the Lesser Sage, who is even worse in knowledge, are much better. Well, if the Holy Master is compared with the Literary Sage, 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 Yasheng, 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 so angry that he didn't want to do anything to the Water Goddess in front of him. It would be hard on my conscience not to scare her.

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. Then if he doesn't speak up right now, he can win back the world where he belongs. To save face, why don’t you scold your husband to death after 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 aside without saying a word, feeling overwhelmed with emotion.