When Na Xiu returned to the River Temple, Widow Liu still held her son and did not let go, thinking that the body temperature of holding her son would be restored. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Sister Liu, let's rest for a while, let's go home in a while, since Du Bo guided us to scoop up the dog's eggs, he must have a way to help the dog's soul get back again. Na Xiu squatted down and touched the cold little face of the dog, but unexpectedly, the little black cat in his arms quickly stretched out his paws and pulled away the hand of the dog, not letting him touch the dog's egg, the animal's intuition is the keenest, the sunspot feels that the child has no soul, is a dead man, and the owner should not approach.

"I'm not dead, isn't he dead?" look, is he still alive?" Widow Liu's mood was very unstable and a little crazy.

It's no wonder that his only son went from birth to death, and from death to life, who can bear the joy and sorrow of a normal person?

"Don't worry, he's okay for the time being, but we have to go back quickly, it's not peaceful on the river, and it's hard to guarantee that the iron-headed dragon king will find it again." Na sighed, not to pity the mother and son, but to think of his childhood, he has been helpless since he was a child, although he is a descendant of Yehenara with a yellow flag, he has not known what mother's love and father's love are like since he was a child. Seeing Widow Liu feel so sorry for her son, she couldn't help but feel a burst of sourness in her heart.

He stood up and looked back, just now he wanted to kick the offering table and burn it, but now there is a little light outside, and then look at it but find that there is a very special small copper jar on this old offering table, the small copper jar is a hollow carving, and the outside is densely packed with small holes, he picked it up and shook it, and there seemed to be something inside. However, this small copper jar is dead hearted and cannot be opened at all.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing? This time, let me catch it, say, are you kid going to take advantage of my absence to follow the magic weapon of the river god?" At this time, Wushuang happened to come back from outside, and he held a large handful of dry firewood in his hand, probably because he wanted to bake the fire before sunrise and dry his clothes.

"Shuangye is joking with me again, come, you come and take a look at this thing, your Dong family has an antique shop, it is estimated that this kind of thing is common, there seems to be something here, I can't see what it is. Na Ha handed the small copper jar into his handsless hands.

Wushuang held the small copper jar high above his head, and his eyes looked hard into the small holes, but it was so dark that he couldn't tell what it contained.

Wow...... Wow...... He shook it, and the contents were quite hard, making a crisp sound against the walls of the copper jar.

"Ouch...... Put it down, my two little ancestors, don't break it, or you two will be cursed by the Iron-Headed Dragon King!" an old man shouted from outside the temple.

Wushuang and Na Xiu looked back, and it turned out that Du Bo had arrived with Lan Caidie and Duan Zirui.

"How did you find it? What the hell? Duber has a double dog nose? he found it all the way to our taste?" Wushuang deliberately mocked him.

"Hmph, you Northeast doll is so ugly to speak, if I hadn't begged the river god to send you to the temple of the Yellow River King, would you have escaped this catastrophe?" Du Bo rushed up and snatched the small copper jar from his handsless hands.

"And, what kind of good thing? It's not uncommon for me to give it to me for nothing! It's like a treasure, I use it as a urine jar for all the things I have in my house!" Wushuang said disdainfully, and then didn't forget to float a flying eye at the blue butterfly.

Lan Caidie smiled, pursed her lips and kissed him back, ran up in a few steps and took his arm affectionately.

"How's it going? Where's the dog, are you back?" asked Duber.

"Oh, his mother is holding it, but the situation is not optimistic, I think the soul may be gone, and now I don't even have to breathe, and the last yang energy in my body is left to protect it. Wushuang was about to reach out to grab the small copper jar, but Du Bo keenly turned around and dodged.

"Don't always worry about it, tell you, if it weren't for this baby, the iron-headed dragon king would be even more unscrupulous. Duber said.

"What's the matter, baby? The big guy came ashore just now, and Na Xiu and I were about to teach it a lesson, when suddenly we saw a golden light shoot out from the temple, and then the big guy was scared away. Could it be it?" Wushuang looked curiously at the small hollowed-out copper jar.

"Hmph, that goblin is naturally afraid of it, do you know what is in the jar? Here is an eye of the Yellow River King!" Du Bo said proudly, as if the Yellow River King was his ancestor.

"Ahh Besides, you Yellow River people are so weird, and you are a river god, an iron-headed dragon king, and a king of the Yellow River, what do you believe in?"

Seeing that the boy was in no danger for the time being, and that there was no sunrise outside, he told them a story.

He said that the king of the Yellow River was originally a black fish essence in the Yellow River that has been practicing for more than two years, but this black fish essence is not an evil demon, I heard my ancestors say that in ancient times, every year, as long as the people on both sides of the strait held a sacrificial ceremony and offered incense to it, it would bless the wind and rain on both sides of the river, and the Yellow River rarely broke the embankment at that time. This black fish is very kind, maybe it is a cultivator in the water, and it is not the same as other water demons, no matter what difficulties the people have to go to its temple to ask for it, it will almost always respond, of course, marriage and children are not under its control.

Later, there was a powerful goblin in the waters of Lingzhou in the northwest, the goblin claimed to be the iron-headed dragon king, the ancestors of the Du family once said that the iron-headed dragon king was very powerful, not only occupied the water house of the king of the Yellow River and drove it out, but also pursued the king of the Yellow River underwater, and killed it head-on.

At the end of the Southern Song Dynasty, fishermen found the body of the king of the Yellow River in the shallows of the Yellow River.

In order to commemorate the former river god, the people shaved off the flesh on its body to leave a skeleton, and then used its skeleton to build a river temple that belonged to it, and the flesh and blood of the king of the Yellow River had rotted, but decades later, only one of its eyeballs was still intact.

It is rumored that the king of the Yellow River wants to see the iron-headed dragon king suffer the curse of heaven, and to see the land on both sides of the Yellow River that he once blessed rich, and the people live and work in peace and contentment. So, they left the eyes of the Yellow River King and made this little jar, which sealed it here forever.

"This legend has been a long time ago, and I am afraid that few of the current Yellow River people can remember it, that is, our Du family will come to worship the Yellow River King during the New Year's Festival, otherwise, its old man's incense would have been cut off long ago. Duber sighed bitterly.