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He looked down, and sure enough, as Mu Qing said, the Yuwang Divine Ding was almost empty, and the blood that was originally rotating seemed to have dried up. The little bronze tripod calmed down again, no different from ordinary antiques.

"Impossible! Impossible! I am a corpse collector in the Yellow River, and I am the Du family! Why can't I do what Zhang Sishui can do?" Du Bo knelt on the altar like a child who had lost a battle, staring at the familiar mother river in front of him.

"Brother Shuang, what should I do? It seems that Du Bo is really going to fail this time. "That's a question.

Wushuang said wait a minute, I hope a miracle can happen, if it really doesn't work, I can use my blood to help him, I have the soul of the White Emperor living in my body, and my blood should be divine blood.

"Haha...... Haha......" A hearty laugh came, and the laughter was full of mockery. "Old thing, how's it going? haha...... Why didn't your King of the Yellow River come to help you? Your Du family has worshiped it for several lifetimes, but in the end it didn't abandon you? You woke up King Yu Shending? You proved it to me? Bullshit! You just can't do it! Only our Zhang family is the son of the Yellow River!"

When everyone heard the voice, they saw two figures walking down from the loess high slope, one of the tall men was Zhang Yunpeng, Zhang Yunpeng was holding a black umbrella, under the umbrella, an old man with vicissitudes of life sweated like rain, and walked towards the river bank step by step. That person was Zhang Sishui, who had fought with Du Bo all his life.

Zhang Sishui came at the right time, just in time for this scene, and he had enough reason to laugh at Du Bo. He won't let go of this opportunity.

Du Bo was speechless, looking at his hands in amazement, at the wound on the tip of his index finger and at the blood that had not yet dried up. Could it be that the Yellow River really abandoned the Du family? Is it because he ate the meat of the oyster last time? But how many people has he saved in the Yellow River over the years? Could it be that the Dragon Lord has just written it off?

"Don't look at it, it's useless! The old man said before, only our Zhang family is the orthodoxy of the Yellow River! Only worthy of using Yuwang Shending! Haha...... Old thing, do you see it?" Zhang Sishui took the umbrella from his grandson's hand and asked his grandson to wait for him on the high slope of the loess and not to come forward. This is the grudge between him and Duber, and it is also his feud with the Yellow River.

Du Bo seemed to be much older at that moment, and all the hair on the top of his head was gone, he turned around and glanced at Zhang Sishui blankly, and sighed bitterly: "Our Du family was finally abandoned by the Yellow River, no matter what, no matter what, this Yellow River will be the world of your Zhang family in the future, and I am also old, I really don't have the strength to worship the Dragon King anymore." ”

After the giant turtle climbed ashore, it looked at Mu Qing on the altar like this, as if admiring a precious work of art, it lay motionless under the altar, tilted its head, and stared at her with its red lantern-like eyes, so that Mu Qing did not dare to move.

"Lao Du, this giant tortoise was originally the river god worshiped by my Zhang family, although it has been disturbing the people for several years and making the two sides of the river unpeaceful, but after all, it is also the dragon king in the Yellow River, so many years without merit and hard work, why don't people remember it when the wind and rain on both sides of the river are good? Now the Yellow River bursts its banks, blame it, saying that it is a water demon. According to the old man, I will try again, and see how to use Yuwang Shending to suppress it for a few more decades to ensure the peace of our Lanzhou City, what do you think?"

The sun overhead is indeed hot, the ground temperature is now almost 323 degrees, hot to hot, there was no atmospheric pollution at that time, global warming is not so serious now, if it is now, in the middle of summer in Lanzhou, the noon, not to reach 40 degrees to call it strange!

However, don't look at it as only thirty-two or three degrees, but Zhang Sishui is already sweating profusely with a black umbrella in his hand, and even the clothes on his body are wet with sweat.

Not only that, looking at the sun, you can clearly see that Zhang Sishui's body is floating water vapor, as if the water is boiling and steaming.

"Brother Shuang, look, Zhang Sishui seems to be suffering from heat stroke. Na Xiu said.

Wushuang told him that this was not heat stroke, it was that his soul was being burned by the scorching sun, because he was no longer a living person in the full sense of the word, so theoretically he could not be exposed to the sun. If it goes on like this, it is estimated that in less than an hour, this old man will have to see Lord Yama.

Then he asked, "Then what is he doing here? He really fought hard, just for this breath?"

"When people reach this age, sooner or later, they will kick their eyelids and close their eyes, and they have already seen it, and the two old men are angry at the end of their lives, and at the end of their lives, they don't want to fight for this breath? Wushuang saw the clue.

Zhang Sishui's footsteps were very heavy, as if he no longer had the same spirit as when he fought with Wushuang last night. He rubbed his steps and slowly walked towards the fishbone altar.

"Zhang Sishui, do you know what this thing your Zhang family worshipped? It killed the king of the Yellow River back then, and now the bones of the king of the Yellow River are in front of him, the ancestors of our Du family once said that since the iron-headed dragon king occupied the Yellow River, the Yellow River has to be flooded every year, and people die almost every year. You and I are both from the Yellow River, and we should calculate that the precipitation on both sides of the Yellow River should be a few percent, every month, and even every day and every hour every year, but you calculate, this demon is raining according to the instructions of the Dragon King? This time, it has intensified, and the rain has exceeded 76 points for several consecutive days, which is almost beyond the precipitation of our Lanzhou City for ten years. What are you doing? What is your river god doing? Is it going to destroy Lanzhou City?" Du Bo also felt that his skills were not good, but when he was old, he was willing to fight this breath, and his skills were not good, and he still had this mouth, so he grabbed the truth and went to death with him, and Zhang Sishui was also speechless.

Zhang Sishui also has an account book in his heart, and he understands very well that today's iron-headed dragon king is no longer the little Wang Ba who accepted the incense of the Zhang family in the past. This big guy is getting full-fledged, and his cultivation has become higher and higher in recent years, and a few decades ago, if he hadn't invited out of King Yu's Shending, he wouldn't have been able to suppress this demon.

It's just that if he admits it in person now, it will be equivalent to admitting that the river god that their Zhang family has believed in for generations is a goblin, and their Zhang family has helped to abuse him, so he naturally won't open this mouth and leave a handle for Du Bo.