There is a saying that you should never live next to a newly built temple.
It's not a temple, it's the temple dedicated to the local god.
There is a deity in the temple, but he is alone. After the temple is built, there will definitely be ten good young men in this village who will die, and they will all be taken to the temple. What are they doing? Of course, they are to serve as servants for the deities and carry sedan chairs.
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This is the temple of gods on earth.
What about the ones in the water?
"It's better now. Twenty or thirty years ago, when building bridges and crossing the river, there had to be sacrifices. They were afraid of bumping into Mr. Jiang. When building bridges, they had to use drills to drill holes. Some
At that time, the big modern drill bits actually fell off, don't you think it's strange? And it couldn't be pulled out alive or dead."
"At this time, some water ghosts have to go down. Those who are good at water and are not afraid of death should fish them out."
"What do you call engineering divers now? Think about thirty years ago, they were called water divers. They were good at water. They could usually come up after they went down. Besides, they had thick hemp ropes around their waists to pull them up."
"General? What do you mean?"
"Hey, the general meaning is that there are two kinds of drills. Look, at that time, the drill was so big that it drilled into the ground. A dozen people couldn't pull it off, and it could fall off in the water. Isn't it strange? Isn't it strange?
What could it be, I mean maybe, what could it be, that quietly solved this..."
"Did you know that when fishing, you can encounter those vicious fish that bite off the bait on the hook?"
"Over time, people who come to fish are treated as food. Sometimes the drill bit is like a fishhook. It's just that the fish hook attracts fish, but the drill bit attracts fish. I don't know what it is."
"Under normal circumstances, the things in the river are not ferocious, and you can get over them if you give them some glutinous rice and wine. But sometimes, there is really nothing you can do. You can't pull the things up or walk away, so you can only drag the water ghosts away.
Once the thick hemp rope around the waist is cut, generally speaking, the drill can pull it up and the bridge can be built. This is called a living sacrifice."
"Sometimes, the water across the river is so big and messy that it seems like it wants to knock people into the water."
"At that time, we have to offer sacrifices, glutinous rice, wine, and, and..."
"Hehe, do you two know that it is actually a pity that during the life sacrifice, those bad-tempered water ghosts are not the best choice. The best choice is actually... Hehe, hahaha...
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The sun has just risen and the sunlight is falling on the water.
Zhang Tao, who had changed his Taoist robes into ordinary clothes, and his brothers from the Tianshi Mansion in Huai River took a sightseeing boat and patrolled the Huai River. However, it was rare that the water was calm and there was nothing, so everything was a bit strange.
Boring and boring.
The reason why they had to come here was because of the messages on Master's cell phone.
Without orders, it is impossible to mobilize the forces belonging to Tianshi Dao.
However, since it is a contemporary Celestial Master Taoist friend who mentions possible hidden dangers, he will still habitually send a few elite disciples over to conduct an early inspection. If there are indeed problems, the Celestial Master Taoist procedures will be followed again and all relevant personnel will be mobilized.
Corresponding power to solve its internal hidden dangers.
But now, looking at the sunny sky, the water is calm, and the Bagua disk in his hand has not noticed the slightest problem. It is obvious that there is no evil intention, but Zhang Tao does not dare to neglect. He can stand out from his brothers and get the true inheritance just because of his actions.
Be meticulous when it comes to business.
The old man driving the boat was chatting with another Taoist priest.
This boat is from a fishing village along the Huai River. The people there are simple and honest. They only rely on the Huai River for food. They usually go fishing and occasionally carry guests. The old man is very interested in chatting with his senior brother.
It didn't stop for a while.
Zhang Tao continued to use magical instruments to survey the water surface.
Another Taoist priest couldn't help but laugh and said: "Junior brother, you can tell at a glance that there is no evil spirit on this river. By using your magic like this, are you planning to survey the entire Huai River water system? How could you be so stupid?
How much mana?"
Zhang Tao just said: "The responsibility lies."
At the same time, he pointed his fingers on the Bagua plate and cast a spell again.
But this time when the spell fell, waves suddenly appeared on the entire river.
It seemed that the entire river was surging, and there were wind and waves on the ground. The expression of the boatman who had been chatting with them with a smile changed, and he almost ran to the side of the boat in stride, stared at the undulating river water, and took out a boat from the boat.
pocket.
Inside was white glutinous rice. When the glutinous rice was sprinkled into the water, the waves on the water calmed down a little, but soon became more violent, as if they were irritated.
The old boatman's face turned pale, and he poured all the glutinous rice into it this time.
Then he picked up a green bottle of Erguotou next to him and poured it all into the river.
He knelt on the ground and kowtowed and said: "Master Huaidu, Master Huaidu, you have so many people, so many of you have been living on the river for several generations, and I have never violated your wishes for generations!"
His face was pale, and he was obviously extremely frightened.
Zhang Tao stared at sleep intently. He knew what he was doing and felt that something was about to come out.
A crack appeared in the middle of the river, and a sedan swayed out of it.
Under the blood-red sedan, there are seven pairs of bearers, wearing white clothes, with powder on their faces, which is as white and thick as the white putty on the wall. There are big balls of red rouge on both cheeks. When they raise their heads, they see hair underneath the white putty.
His skin was green and swollen, and he had a strange and penetrating smile on his face.
Zhang Tao clenched his hands tightly: "It's a dead person, a water ghost..."
"Boys and girls under the age of thirteen, wearing such clothes, were deliberately thrown into the water."
He backed away suddenly, running the Bagua card in his hand, trying to activate the talisman.
I heard a low scream later, and when I picked up the talisman, I felt my palms trembling, and I could hardly hold the Bagua Pan. I lowered my head and saw a blue-white hand holding on to the other side of the Bagua Pan, with blue hair.
On the swollen skin, two eyes raised strangely, looking at Zhang Tao and grinning.
Click click click.
The Bagua disc cracked directly.
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Zhang Tao's senior brother raised the talisman in time.
The evil-killing talisman directly hit the sedan bearer who stretched out his hand. With a hissing sound, the bearer fell into the water. One of the Taoist priests ran to sail the boat, but no matter how he walked or accelerated, he always seemed to escape.
Don't take it off, the sedan behind you follows leisurely.
Zhang Tao took the photo with his mobile phone and opened it to see that there was nothing in the photo.
He sent a message to the sect, and then suddenly thought of the senior who reminded them that the matter was urgent. He gritted his teeth and sent the application message to the senior with the number in his memory.
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In a dream.
A vast and huge water column fell down.
Wei Yuan didn't know how many times he was beaten by the Lord of Huaishui River until his dream body collapsed, and he reunited with difficulty. After being beaten for an unknown number of times, Wei Yuan became angry and finally couldn't help but curse.
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The golden-eyed and white-faced Wuzhi Qi only laughed more and more wantonly, and the Huai River water veins in his hand hit him again. Wei Yuan experienced all kinds of miserable scenes all night long. Sometimes he didn't know whether this was his dream or not.
Wu Zhiqi's dream.
It wasn't until early in the morning that chains appeared again in Wuzhiqi's dream body.
This night of torture finally came to an end.
Wei Yuan opened his eyes blankly.
I decided that I would never try to dream again. I had to rely on spells and meditation to maintain a state of dreamless sleep. After getting up early and washing up, I saw that the flower shop opposite was still closed, and I could not see the goddess of heaven.
Yuan sighed, turned on his mobile phone and looked through the Japanese emojis in boredom.
Thinking about her calm and cool look, and her seriousness in adding emojis after chatting, I felt a little want to laugh. At this moment, my phone prompted that there was a new message.
Wei Yuan saw the line on the application: "Disciples of Tianshi Mansion ask for help from seniors!"
Wei Yuan looked slightly startled and approved the application.
Then there was an online phone call——
"Senior?! I'm sorry to interrupt you, but I'm a disciple of the Tianshi Mansion. As my senior said, I was investigating the Huai River and found traces of the evil traitor. Ahem, cough..."
Accompanied by the sound of water and painful coughing, the young disciple's voice continued intermittently:
"...Seven pairs of boys and girls wearing ancient costumes were found..."
"It is a primitive blood sacrifice, a blood sacrifice to the God of Huai River, and moreover, the God of Huai River responded."
You can still vaguely hear the panicked cries of an old voice.
"Dead, dead!"
"I bumped into Master Huaidu on his patrol!"
PS: Second update today...
Thank you Cool Hao for the reward, thank you very much~