Yinjiao

The beggar didn't think much about it, and the top priority now was to take care of the matter in front of him.

He saw the two of them bring the girl down, as if after some relief. After a while, the beggar saw that the two little ones were gone with the girl, and followed them at a distance.

At this time, it is already the middle of the night, and there will be food anywhere. However, this is nothing to Li Daoyi, he is easy to cheat and abduct, and it is no longer a problem to steal chickens and dogs.

Li Daoyi stole a little food, only some steamed buns, which were not only cold but also hard, but for a girl who was hungry all day, this was a delicacy.

The girl took a bite and looked at Li Daoyi with tears in her eyes. As soon as Li Dao didn't notice it, Xu Changan noticed it.

People tend to see the problems of others more easily, but they are unable to see their own problems.

Xu Changan under the mask smiled and shook his head.

After the girl finished eating, Li Dao thought about it, and then squatted in front of the girl and asked her to go back again.

Li Daoyi didn't understand why he did this, and even Xu Changan didn't understand why he listened to that voice.

The girl was naturally reluctant, but seeing Li Daoyi's frowning brows, she finally gritted her teeth and agreed.

Xu Changan and Li Daoyi took the girl back to the riverside and began to piece together the bamboo rafts that had long since fallen apart.

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When the beggar saw the three of them by the river, he smiled slightly and left.

He walked towards the village on the shore, found a separate room, and gently stroked the door with his hand, and the bolt actually detached itself. The door opened slowly, without a sound. In a moment, the door slowly closed again, and there was no sound.

A pair of eyes scanned the room, and suddenly saw an offering table. The offering table was obviously just arranged, and on top of the offering table was a clay dragon.

The dragon didn't have eyes, but it was still mighty.

"There's a way!" the man who sneaked into the room snapped his fingers suddenly, a little happy. But when he snapped his fingers, he regretted it, and hurriedly shrank back, for fear of being discovered by the people in the room.

The man first rubbed on the clay dragon, and finally showed his white teeth, and nodded two points on the dragon's head.

Then, looking around, there wasn't much to do, and he bent down and hid under the table.

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The snoring is thick, as long as it is past tonight, he can't see that girl tomorrow, and his life will be over. Every two years, he makes so much money, of course, he sleeps and laughs.

This person's surname is Huang, and he is the mage who presided over the sacrifice to Hebo and wore a yellow robe. Because over the years, it was his father who did this at the beginning, and he knew that his father was cheating, but he didn't feel the slightest guilt. On the contrary, after his father died, he began to miss the silver once every two years.

Originally, he had no way, and he was afraid of being discovered by the people.

But two years after the death of Master Huang, it rained heavily at the foot of this Fengwu Mountain, and the rare river flooding actually appeared.

At that time, the war was in full swing, and who had the heart to care about this, let alone let the imperial court send someone to control the water.

The people were tormented by the flood, and finally remembered that Master Huang had a son, so they made an appointment with a group of people to find Master Huang's descendants together.

At this time, Master Xiao Huang was not a mage, he was just a common man who also suffered from floods.

At this time, he had long since run out of food and had been hungry for several days. When this group of talents came in, he was a little frightened, but looking at their respectful appearance, his mind became lively.

He was very bold since he was a child, and he followed his father to the south and deceived him to the south, and went to the north and deceived him to the north. Since childhood, he has practiced a good skin, and a good skin refers to the skin, but it is not that he is good-looking, but the skin is too thick. If you lie and deceive someone, you will never blush, and you even once really thought that you were the archmage who could bring stability and peace to the people.

He took out the yellow robe that his father had worn from the bottom of his father's box, and there was a peachwood sword and a clay dragon in it.

He didn't want to take this clay dragon with him, but he decided to eat this bowl of rice, and before stepping out of this door, he remembered his father's words.

"Let's rely on the water to draft, we have to be careful! Everything has a rule, rely on the mountain to worship the mountain god, rely on the water to worship the dragon king, you have to remember!"

Thinking of his father, remembering these words, he finally turned back to the house, took the clay dragon from the bottom of the box, and brought it with him.

He followed the villagers to the most turbulent river basin of the Tonghai River (Fengwu River), and his feet were scared to go weak when he looked at the surging water. But when I looked at the people around me, they all looked solemn, and they were still holding hoes in their hands. But at that time, Master Xiao Huang felt that it was not the hoe he saw, but the anger of the villagers, which was enough to smash his head into a big hole.

Either jump into the river, or be found by the people and stoned to death.

In the end, neither path was chosen.

He chose to deceive the people, let them throw the food into the sacrifice to Hebo, and pretended to make an altar himself, and the people saw that the little yellow master and the old yellow master were similar in practice, and they slowly believed him.

The river did not become gentler because they had dropped what they had eaten, but became more turbulent.

Master Xiao Huang was already desperate, and in the end, in order to live a few more days, he gritted his teeth, and said something that Lord Hebo was not satisfied with the sacrifice, and actually proposed to use a living person, and it was a girl to sacrifice.

When he said this, he didn't mean to harm others, but just to save himself.

In his imagination, the people would never agree to sacrifice with a living person. Since there is no need for human sacrifices, then he can push them all away, saying that the river is not well managed because there are no living people to sacrifice. In this way, you can get out. He thought about it, and after getting out, he didn't want any land, so he went all the way north, ran far away, and went towards the legendary Tongzhou.

But things were beyond his expectations, the people actually used living people!

Seeing that living person being pushed down, his heart was trembling, and those people seemed to have become evil ghosts, evil ghosts that could suck human blood!

In the days when he was pushed down, he was terrified, but he couldn't escape and was locked up.

By the third day, he was already in despair. He worships the clay dragon every day, hoping that he can save a dog's life.

When he was surrounded by the people, it was all like a dream.

The river calmed down, and the torrential rain stopped.

Even the next day, the sun hung in the sky for the first time in a long time.

He was overjoyed, and the momentum on both sides of the Tonghai River (Fengwu River) was unmatched for a while, and all the people were convinced of him. Slowly, the little yellow mage also became the yellow mage.

So, since then, he has worshiped the clay dragon every day, and he thinks that it is the dragon that gives him good luck.

To this dragon, he is respectful, and he will be worshiped sooner or later. If his father, Master Huang, was still alive, it is estimated that he would not be as good as his father to this clay dragon.

The sacrifice to Hebo has been done a lot, and his gaze at the villagers has changed. In the past, he thought that these villagers were evil ghosts, but after sacrificing to Hebo a few times, he felt that these people were cute.

They are not evil ghosts, but the God of Wealth.

After staying with evil spirits for a long time, I see that evil spirits have changed, not because my vision has changed, but because people have changed.

It's a pity that Master Xiao Huang didn't realize this.

He now wishes to sacrifice to the river gods once a year, earn more silver from the pockets of these gods of wealth, and live in a bigger mansion for himself.

He was now sleeping dreaming that he was riding on the dragon's neck, soaring freely in the sky.

Suddenly, there was a glow in the dark room, and the bronze light pierced him from his sweet dream.

Master Xiao Huang turned his head to look, and suddenly saw a dragon on the offering table, his eyes shining.

He rubbed his eyes, a little incredulous, and finally slapped himself twice, only to be sure that it was not a dream, and immediately rolled out of bed and knelt in front of the clay dragon statue.

"Lord Dragon God is on the ......" Before he finished speaking, he heard a loud shout: "Huang Yuan, are you guilty?"

When Master Xiao Huang heard Lord Dragon God speak, he didn't dare to raise his head, let alone answer.

"You have been guilty of ruining people's lives all these years. ”

Master Xiao Huang suddenly kept kowtowing, and blood flowed from his forehead.

"Ask Lord Dragon God to spare his life, villains are all for adults!"

Hearing this, suddenly a ray of light shot out of the eyes of the clay dragon statue, knocking out a low depression in front of the little yellow mage.

When Master Xiao Huang saw this scene, his face turned pale, and his lips trembled uncontrollably.

"I ......"

"Today, this dragon god traveled through this Tonghai River, and he actually found that someone did such an evil thing, and he was a disciple of my dragon god, how can he tolerate it!"

"I was wrong, I don't dare anymore. "Master Xiao Huang cried and cried, a handful of snot and tears. Those who rely on this profession to eat are most afraid of these things coming out. He was convinced of this.

"There is a monster in this river, and today I saved the girl, and the monster will be ambushed in a few days. ”

"Although you have killed people over the years, you have done something. This dragon god gives you a chance, do you want it?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Master Huang kept kowtowing, eager to break his head. "Please, Lord Ryujin, give me a chance!"

Immediately a voice came from among the clay sculptures.

"Well, I've rescued that girl this time, and she's on the river. After dawn, you have to persuade the people to stop this worship ceremony! At the same time, build a dragon king temple by the river, and worship seriously on the fifteenth day of the new year, and this seat will bless you with safety!"

When Master Xiao Huang heard this, did he have any reason to disagree?

"Okay, look up at me. ”

When Master Xiao Huang heard this, he raised his head tremblingly. The moment he and the clay dragon statue looked at each other, a light suddenly shot out of the clay dragon statue's eyes and hit him on the forehead, and the little yellow mage fell into a soft coma.

Everything was dull, and the room was plunged into darkness.

A beggar clapped his hands and stood up with a short sword pinned to his waist, and he glanced at the little yellow mage and walked out the door.

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When he said this, he didn't mean to harm others, but just to save himself.

In his imagination, the people would never agree to sacrifice with a living person. Since there is no need for human sacrifices, then he can push them all away, saying that the river is not well managed because there are no living people to sacrifice. In this way, you can get out. He thought about it, and after getting out, he didn't want any land, so he went all the way north, ran far away, and went towards the legendary Tongzhou.

But things were beyond his expectations, the people actually used living people!

Seeing that living person being pushed down, his heart was trembling, and those people seemed to have become evil ghosts, evil ghosts that could suck human blood!

In the days when he was pushed down, he was terrified, but he couldn't escape and was locked up.

By the third day, he was already in despair. He worships the clay dragon every day, hoping that he can save a dog's life.

When he was surrounded by the people, it was all like a dream.

The river calmed down, and the torrential rain stopped.

Even the next day, the sun hung in the sky for the first time in a long time.

He was overjoyed, and the momentum on both sides of the Tonghai River (Fengwu River) was unmatched for a while, and all the people were convinced of him. Slowly, the little yellow mage also became the yellow mage.

So, since then, he has worshiped the clay dragon every day, and he thinks that it is the dragon that gives him good luck.

To this dragon, he is respectful, and he will be worshiped sooner or later. If his father, Master Huang, was still alive, it is estimated that he would not be as good as his father to this clay dragon.

The sacrifice to Hebo has been done a lot, and his gaze at the villagers has changed. In the past, he thought that these villagers were evil ghosts, but after sacrificing to Hebo a few times, he felt that these people were cute.

They are not evil ghosts, but the God of Wealth.

After staying with evil spirits for a long time, I see that evil spirits have changed, not because my vision has changed, but because people have changed.

It's a pity that Master Xiao Huang didn't realize this.

He now wishes to sacrifice to the river gods once a year, earn more silver from the pockets of these gods of wealth, and live in a bigger mansion for himself.

He was now sleeping dreaming that he was riding on the dragon's neck, soaring freely in the sky.

Suddenly, there was a glow in the dark room, and the bronze light pierced him from his sweet dream.

Master Xiao Huang turned his head to look, and suddenly saw a dragon on the offering table, his eyes shining.

He rubbed his eyes, a little incredulous, and finally slapped himself twice, only to be sure that it was not a dream, and immediately rolled out of bed and knelt in front of the clay dragon statue.

"Lord Dragon God is on the ......" Before he finished speaking, he heard a loud shout: "Huang Yuan, are you guilty?"

When Master Xiao Huang heard Lord Dragon God speak, he didn't dare to raise his head, let alone answer.

"You have been guilty of ruining people's lives all these years. ”

Master Xiao Huang suddenly kept kowtowing, and blood flowed from his forehead.

"Ask Lord Dragon God to spare his life, villains are all for adults!"

Hearing this, suddenly a ray of light shot out of the eyes of the clay dragon statue, knocking out a low depression in front of the little yellow mage.

When Master Xiao Huang saw this scene, his face turned pale, and his lips trembled uncontrollably.

"I ......"

"Today, this dragon god traveled through this Tonghai River, and he actually found that someone did such an evil thing, and he was a disciple of my dragon god, how can he tolerate it!"

"I was wrong, I don't dare anymore. "Master Xiao Huang cried and cried, a handful of snot and tears. Those who rely on this profession to eat are most afraid of these things coming out. He was convinced of this.

"There is a monster in this river, and today I saved the girl, and the monster will be ambushed in a few days. ”

"Although you have killed people over the years, you have done something. This dragon god gives you a chance, do you want it?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Master Huang kept kowtowing, eager to break his head. "Please, Lord Ryujin, give me a chance!"

Immediately a voice came from among the clay sculptures.

"Well, I've rescued that girl this time, and she's on the river. After dawn, you have to persuade the people to stop this worship ceremony! At the same time, build a dragon king temple by the river, and worship seriously on the fifteenth day of the new year, and this seat will bless you with safety!"

When Master Xiao Huang heard this, did he have any reason to disagree?

"Okay, look up at me. ”

When Master Xiao Huang heard this, he raised his head tremblingly. The moment he and the clay dragon statue looked at each other, a light suddenly shot out of the clay dragon statue's eyes and hit him on the forehead, and the little yellow mage fell into a soft coma.

Everything was dull, and the room was plunged into darkness.

A beggar clapped his hands and stood up with a short sword pinned to his waist, and he glanced at the little yellow mage and walked out the door.

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