"I also ask you to follow me to Yihefang."

Several people returned to Yihefang again. The main hall was empty. An hour ago, it was filled with priests from all walks of life. The chaos was still vaguely happening in front of them. Someone coughed, and a slight noise was heard in the main hall, as if there were more than a dozen people.

Coughing.

Jiao Sui offered tens of millions of gold talismans as compensation. In order to continue the long-term friendly exchanges between the city and the ghost realm, Jiao Sui promised that no matter what she wanted, she would find it and offer it to the ghost realm.

As a god who controls money, Jiao Sui is really grand. How many temples can be built with tens of millions of gold talismans? It should be as luxurious as building a room in ten steps. She can't even think about it.

"Since the big market lord is so generous, I won't refuse. Now I have something I'm looking for." Yan Song turned the tea in his hand and continued: "It is said that there is an ancient sacred water called 'Liu Ze', and the big market lord knows the world."

It’s a good thing, I must know its whereabouts.”

"There are only a few good things in my big market. You took the broken bone nail, and you want to take advantage of me Liu Ze Shui. Of course you can take it if you want, but Liu Ze Shui is not in the big market.

"

She can understand that the bone-breaking nail is for changing bodies, but what is the use of the little Hades water? Listening to what Jiao Sui said, the Liuze water is also an ancient artifact. If the little Hades really wants to take the Liuze water

If so, she would prefer to stay in the big city for a while.

She was thinking about it when she suddenly saw Yan Song glare at her, as if he could see through her mind. Yan Song was leaning on the high seat, looking like he was listening carefully to Jiao Sui's speech, but that was not the case at all.

Yan Song was using his spiritual power to send her a message. He had a fierce look on his face. When Zi Mo heard his voice, he was also cold, with a tone that would not allow anyone to refute, "This Liuze water can cut off spiritual power."

The essential."

Yan Song's short words made her eyes widen in shock.

Liu Ze Shui is related to disconnecting spiritual power... So Yan Song found a way to disconnect. She couldn't tell whether she was happy or unhappy. If it was really disconnected, where else could she go? Her fingers tapped

On the knees.

Since Liu Ze Shui was so important, when Jiao Sui talked about Liu Ze Shui, she couldn't help but start to listen attentively. She didn't dare to miss every detail Jiao Sui said.

"This Liuze water is not in the big city. Six hundred years ago, I accidentally discovered the whereabouts of Liuze water and went into an ancient village. The local people believed in an ancient god. This Liuze water is on the ancient god."

"However, I stayed for several days and never saw the ancient god mentioned by the villagers. At that time, there were some important things in the big city. I have been busy until now, and I have forgotten the matter of Liu Zeshui. That one

The village is called Jintang Village."

Back then, Jiao Sui's search for Liuze water was fruitless, so she set up a teleportation barrier in the big city. She could reach Jintang Village directly from the big city. In order to show her sincerity, Jiao Sui opened the teleportation barrier. In the smoke, she and Yan Song

Set off with Wu Yang.

The teleportation barrier took them into a valley village. The village had always been foggy, and it was still raining lightly when they arrived.

Wu Yang put up a barrier to keep out the rain. After walking for a while, he still didn't see the village, but there was a small wine shop. Looking over, there was no one around, and the smoke of people was coming from the wine shop. A few people left.

Enter the wine shop.

After a few glasses of wine, the bearded people at the table were shouting loudly, and they all became a little bold.

"Brothers, let's go to Jintang Village for a while. There are a lot of good things buried in this old village. If you don't have the guts, wait here. The rest follow me."

The leading fat man shouted loudly, leading five or six people to stand up. They picked up the machetes on the table and left. Suddenly, the chaos disappeared, and there was only silence in the wine shop.

Zi Mo put down the hand that was using her chopsticks, and she saw the aura shining on one of the people's swords. The man was walking behind the crowd with the blade wrapped around the blade. The light and shadow were transparent light blue, and he could see the aura overflowing even though he was hidden in the cloth.

It is definitely not a sword that ordinary people use casually for self-defense.

She paid attention and tried to identify them a few more times, but unfortunately they walked too fast and disappeared in the sound of rain outside the wine shop.

"Little King of Hell."

She wanted to tell Yan Song, but when she saw him staring at the wine shop, he seemed to be thinking about something. It seemed that the little King of Hell also saw something unusual about the man with the blue knife. It seemed that the group of people were also going to Jintang Village. She looked at Yan

Song glanced at it and asked, "Should we follow him?"

Yan Song raised his hand and said, "No need, wait until the rain stops."

The rain stopped soon, and Yongan showed the way, but she felt something was wrong. Looking at the entire village, it seemed that the location and terrain were different from what Jiao Sui said, but the last time Jiao Sui went there was hundreds of years ago.

, it’s normal for Jintang Village to change, but it’s just that it’s hard to fly for a while before hitting the top of the mountain. The fog here is too heavy, and it’s hard to see clearly from a distance.

Several statues of gods were built on some hills. Every time she flew, she could see several statues of gods. The statues were shrouded in the mist, just like the gods guarding the mountains. It seemed that these were the ancient gods spread in the local area. About the ancient history of Jintang Village

God, Jiao Sui only said that the ancient god seemed to control rain. The rain god has been believed in in this area for thousands of years.

The key point fell on one of the mountains, and the rain seemed to be falling harder.

Jintang Village is not as big as Jiao Sui said, with only a few scattered houses, and they couldn't knock the door at all, as if no one lived here at all. This seemed to confirm their suspicion. When they opened a door, there was a room inside.

There is nothing but dusty houses.

There was only the last house left. She didn't know if there would be anyone here. Zi Mo knocked on the door uneasily, but no one answered. Wu Yang glanced at her and banged the door with both hands. She saw the door jumping repeatedly in the door frame.

The door opened, and an old man with a long beard poked his head out.

Yan Song went straight to the point and asked the old man about the ancient gods.

"That's the Rain Fairy!" The old man stroked his beard, his eyes full of piety, and his expression looked particularly sincere in the drafty house.

Even though the house was dusty and there was no place to stay, the statue of the Rain God in the hall was glowing with silver, which was enough to tell that the old man had been kowtowing and wiping the statue. A few sticks of incense in front of the hall were still burning, and the incense ashes were buried all over.

incense burner.

Zi Mo asked: "Old man, have you seen Yu Xian?"

"How can ordinary people like you and me know the face of Yuxian? Whoever dares to look at it will be disrespectful and will be punished by the gods. It is already a great kindness to Yuxian to protect our safety. We just have to worship Yuxian."

Immortal." The old man touched his heart and looked like he was begging God not to blame him.

Soon the old man became dissatisfied, and seemed impatient with the questioning of several strangers. Also, when he first arrived, he brought the local beliefs to the forefront, and chattered endlessly about their past ascension, level of worship, and true appearance. Zi

Mo stopped Wu Yang who wanted to ask again.

It seems that I need to ask more gently. The key clue to this trip lies in this Yuxian. There is only one family in the area for hundreds of miles. If I ask the old man in a hurry, he will be speechless. The thunder is raging.

, the room suddenly flashed, the cold light reflected on the statue of the god in the hall, and the dark light flashed past.

The old man knelt down and worshiped the statue, blew his beard and glared: "You people, don't talk nonsense!" He was also frightened by the thunder just now, thinking that it had made Yuxian dissatisfied, so he faced

The statue comforted him for a while and muttered words.

"Old man, we are rude, but the merits of this Yuxian are so high. The statue is so lifelike, and you can even see the posture of Yuxian as a human being. It must have a lot of background." Zi Mo looked at the carvings in the hall.

The four different things are different, and they follow the temptation in a bitter way.

The old man frowned and spoke softly.

Jintang Village is located in the far north, but there is heavy fog every year. The entire village is hidden in the fog. Therefore, most people coming from outside will get lost while walking. If you look closely, you will see that there is no other village or town.

, all the same heavy fog.

Therefore, there are not often outsiders in the village. There is always a month of heavy rain every year. It is not raining from the sky, but it is flowing like pouring water. It is during this period that the rain fairy comes.

It is said that Yuxian is dressed in the gentle breeze and bright moon. He drives his little boat and swings past the doors of thousands of houses. Yuxian just flicks his hand and pours blessings and luck into the rainwater, and the immortal energy flows through it.

The water follows the rain and flows into the rivers and streams in the mountains to protect his loyal believers. According to legend, the Rain Immortal wears a golden mask with half of his face to cover his face. There is also a story about this mask.

When Yu Xian was crossing the water once, a believer who didn't know the height of the sky secretly peeped under the door. Unexpectedly, Yu Xian discovered it and disturbed Yu Xian. The water suddenly overflowed uncontrollably, forming a stream of water.

The evil was about to devour the person who was peeking at him. At the critical moment, Yu Xian tried his best to block him in front of that person. The water evil cut Yu Xian's face, leaving a wound on his face. From now on, Yu Xian has always shown himself with a half-mask.

.

Whenever it rains heavily, it is the day when the Rain Fairy comes and falls. After the old man told these stories, he bowed to the statue again. Zi Mo probably left a good impression in his heart. From what the old man said, this Rain Fairy is actually a good person.

A bad-tempered priest.

"How is the person who was protected by Yuxian back then doing now?" Yan Song suddenly said.

Unexpectedly, the old man's expression changed as soon as he mentioned that man. Because of his anger, the old man's loose skin also swelled up, as if the man had some life-threatening vendetta against him, "That guy has died a long time ago. He was killed by us.

He was thrown into the river and drowned. It was disrespectful to despise the gods. Seeing the true appearance of Yu Xian was already a blasphemy against the gods. He actually caused Yu Xian to be injured. Although Yu Xian did not blame him, he should be blamed for him.

You must pay the price for your recklessness." The old man said excitedly and coughed several times.

The rain outside the door became more violent, corresponding to the flickering of candlelight.

Zi Mo vaguely discovered something was wrong. Since the priest has been blessing him for thousands of years, generally speaking, believers would not run far away if they stayed at the feet of the priest. Even if someone abandoned their faith and lived far away, they would definitely not be able to do this.

Clean. When they came, they knocked on the doors of the entire village, but only the old man's family was swaying on the top of the hill.

wrong!

Something is wrong!

Regarding Yuxian, Jiao Sui also told a story. When Yuxian travels, he often carries a diamond-shaped smoker with him, and Liuze water is put in the chestnut-shaped smoker.

As long as mortals are close to Yuxian's body, they will be contaminated with the breath of Liuze water and gain abundant blessings. The blessings that fall on living people are a great blessing, even if they are not immortal, they are immortal.

Since Yuxian personally protected the man from disaster, and with Yuxian protecting him, how could that man be drowned so easily?

Must still be alive!

She looked at Yan Song. The spiritual power in Yan Song's hand was flowing, and it seemed that he had discovered the loopholes. She also had an idea in her mind. "Old man." Zi Mo called softly, and the old man tilted his head and came over impatiently.
Chapter completed!