"Folks, what do you think of my handling like this?" The captain turned his head to the villagers and said, "There are a lot of liars in society now, and it is possible to use some chemical means to create fake Dharma bodies to confuse everyone. ”

"The only thing that can prove the truth is mana. If he is really the reincarnation of the ancestor, he will definitely help his children and grandchildren to relieve the calamity and eliminate the river god. ”

When the villagers heard this, they stopped talking, and everyone felt that what the captain said was very reasonable.

Seeing that the villagers had obeyed him, the captain of the guard was very proud. Turning his head to look at Xiao Fei, a sneer appeared on his face: "Hmph! If you can't get rid of the river god, you're dead. I know how terrible the river god is, and you will never be able to get rid of it. We can't kill you, we can only borrow the hand of the river god. ”

"Ancestor reincarnation? We in Miaojiang have not had this legend for thousands of years, I'm afraid only ignorant mud legs will believe you. ”

"Please help us get rid of the river god and protect your children and grandchildren!" After thinking for a while, the village chief suddenly came to Xiao Fei and knelt down to pray. Although there was a trace of doubt in their hearts, they still didn't dare to be disrespectful to Xiao Fei in the slightest.

"Please help us get rid of the river god and protect your children and grandchildren!" Seeing this, the villagers behind also knelt down to Xiao Fei and prayed for protection.

The village's guard, who had been standing upright, was suddenly pulled by his father, who looked up and glared at him. The guards had no choice but to kneel. Seeing this, several other guards seemed to be infected by this pious atmosphere, and they also knelt down.

Those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black. People who are not of great wisdom are easily influenced. Very few people can do it, everyone is drunk and I am sober. And some denominations in the world take advantage of this.

Among all of them, only the captain, the vice captain, and a few behind Xiao Fei did not kneel.

"Ma Xiaoling, speaking of which, you are also from Miaojiang, should you also kneel down for the boss, your ancestor reincarnated?" Da Banya whispered to Ma Xiaoling.

Ma Xiaoling didn't speak, just glared at him. The scene looks extremely solemn, and Da Banya still has the heart to say cool words?

"Everyone, my juniors, please get up!" Xiao Fei looked at a group of kneeling people with a wide range of eyes, raised his hand to their void, and said, "The calamity of the river god, the deity should be relieved for you." Who called you my past life? ”

Xiao Fei's knowledge is not high, and when he pulls up ancient texts, it can be described as nondescript. And when he said ancient texts at this time, he was obviously pretending to be forced.

And those villagers listened to his unwritten words, and actually believed it even more. I feel that his soul comes from ancient times, incomparably mysterious. When you have a preconceived idea in your heart, you can't help but think in the previous direction.

"Village chief, find a place for a few of us to live, and I'll go catch the river god tomorrow." Seeing that everyone stood up, Xiao Fei said to the village chief.

"Yes! Ancestor. The village chief said respectfully: "There is an ancestral hall in our village, and there is your shrine in it. Just ask the ancestors to stay inside, maybe they can help you recover your mana. ”

"You're very thoughtful." Xiao Fei smiled and said, "Lead the way!" ”

"Yes!" The village chief nodded respectfully, and then took Xiao Fei and the others and walked towards the ancestral hall in the village.

At this time, Xiaomei suddenly broke free from her mother's hand. Xiang Fei ran over and held his hand tightly. Xiaomei used a lot of force and grabbed Xiao Fei's hand as if she was grasping a life-saving straw.

In the past, when the villagers wanted to burn her, her mother could not help her. Later, when the guards wanted to take her to worship the river god, it was also because of Xiao Fei that the villagers protected her. So she was already disappointed in her mother, but felt that Xiao Fei was her guardian.

In her previous life, she was Xiao Fei's maid? She is extremely sure of this. It's like an imprint, deeply engraved in her heart.

"What, you want to come with us?" Xiao Fei asked kindly. And Xiaomei just stared at Xiao Fei with wide eyes and didn't speak. The strength in her hands has spoken for itself.

"Alright then, you can stay with us for the time being." Xiao Fei said. After speaking, take her to the ancestral hall with her.

……

Early the next morning.

The bright sun shines on this remote mountain village in Miaojiang. Facing the rising sun, the procession to pay tribute to the river god set off.

A group of villagers were blowing and blowing, escorting the two children, to the bank of the Heishui River. The boy was about seven or eight years old, and the girl was twelve or thirteen years old. The two were carried by people with sliding rods, and when the sliding rods were side by side, it was obvious that Xiaomei was a lot taller than the boy.

They were all dressed up beautifully, just like the New Year's holiday. Last night, the villagers had already bathed them, changed their clothes, washed and skinned them.

About 100 villagers escorted them, and next to the villagers, there were guards with guns. And Xiao Fei, Da Panya, Fat Man and Ma Xiaoling are following behind.

It didn't take long for the group to come to the bank of the black water river with the mighty waves and wide water. Inside the river, boats are ready.

"Carry the sacrifice aboard!"

After the village chief burned incense, several villagers carried two sliding rods onto the fishing boat with the order of the captain of the guard.

In the past, before the boys and girls boarded the boat, the grass ghost woman would perform various mysterious rituals. Organize the villagers to burn incense and dance the gods, one is to sacrifice to the river god, and the other is to surpass the soul, and the ceremony is very cumbersome.

But now that the grass ghost woman is dead, and no one presides over it, everything is simple.

"Please get on board!" After the sacrifice was on the boat, the captain of the guard made another gesture of invitation to Xiao Fei.

"Everyone, isn't it too undignified for you to sacrifice to the river god like this?" At this moment, an old voice came from afar. The people followed the prestige and saw a small boat rowing out of the reeds.

The rower was an old Miaojiang man, wearing a big hat on his head, and he couldn't see his true face clearly. Seeing the old man, the captain of the guard was stunned, but then his face returned to calm.

"May I ask my husband, what advice do you have?" The village chief stepped forward and asked.

"Your ritual is too hasty, it will collide with the river god." The old man said, "Once the river god is angry, it will be very important. Maybe even the people who gave the sacrifice will have to eat it together. ”

"So what to do?" When the two escorting villagers heard this, they couldn't help but ask with some fear. Originally, Xiao Fei, the ancestor, was reincarnated on the ship, and they would not be afraid. But the captain of the guard said yesterday that Xiao Fei may be fake.

"That's it, my old man is already sixty or seventy years old, and he doesn't have a few years to live anyway, so let me send it to you." The old man said. After saying that, he took the initiative to jump onto the memorial boat.

(End of chapter)