My talent is resurrection

Chapter 330 Killing Jiao

Dawn is rising.

The boat swordsman got up the small boat parked on the shore, carried the unextinguishable candle lamp, and floated to the center of the water.

Chen Jiu has always been curious, if the old dragon lord was just trying to gather luck, he shouldn't be guilty of death, after all, it did arrange for water luck.

Until Zhou Swordsman and Chen Jiu said solemnly, "It wants to eat people!"

Old Dragon Lord wants to eat people.

It's no wonder that Chen Jiu intends to stay in the water city for a while to see what kind of cannibalism it is.

The small boat of Swordsman Zhou stood alone in the middle of the huge river and lake, and he sat firmly in it without any fear.

Even if he has never learned the Dragon Slaying Sword, he still wants to slay the dragon!

Chen Jiu continued to stroll around the city as the dawn gradually rose. The number of people on the street seemed to increase at once. All kinds of vendors and pedestrians got up early in the morning to work, as if they had been waiting for a long time, making this dead city alive instantly come over.

With his hands behind his hands, Chen Jiu walked slowly, carefully looking at the buildings in the water city, and the most existing one was the Longjun Temple, which was lined up by the people in the city.

This Longjun Temple is not big, but it is extremely beautifully built, the outer layer is plated with gold, and there is a golden sculpture standing directly inside.

The appearance of the sculpture is similar to the white-haired man Chen Jiu saw last night, but there are some subtle differences, and it seems to be more friendly.

People don't bring incense wax when they visit, let alone tribute. They just cut their fingers with the knife on the Longjun Temple, drip five drops of blood on the golden sculpture, and then bow and bow.

After the golden eagle is soaked in blood, it will flash and quickly absorb the blood.

This kind of Longjun Temple will be set up every few hundred meters in the water city, and there will be long queues of people in front of each one.

If you attach spiritual energy to the pupils of the eyes and look carefully at the past, you will find that although the pedestrians worshiping the Longjun Temple look pious, their eyes have long been numb, like domesticated poultry.

Chen Jiuyue felt that it was weird, so he quickened his pace, and spared the water city. The Longjun Temple was always in sight, and finally returned to the small boat of the swordsman.

With a flash of his body, Chen Jiu suddenly stepped on the boat that the boat swordsman parked in the middle of the lake.

The boat swordsman seemed a little surprised by Chen Jiu's boarding the boat, then he straightened his face, took a sip of his wine, and asked Chen Jiu.

"Walking around?"

Chen Jiu nodded, "Yes."

"how do you feel?"

"It's a little weird."

Swordsman Zhou shook his head lightly, "It was like this a hundred years ago. Every household in the city had to go to the Dragon Lord Temple to drip blood every two days. The fate of thousands of people, and by the way, the life and death of the mortals in the city are firmly in their hands through these blood drops, and they are used as a trump card to save their lives."

"If one day the academy comes to liquidate it in person, this old dragon lord can threaten the lives of millions of people in the city, heh, what a cunning and wicked dragon!"

Having said this, Zhou Swordsman became even more angry, grabbing the jug and took a sip of wine, then let out a big breath, really angry.

Chen Jiu lowered his head slightly, and sat opposite Zhou Swordsman, propping his head with one hand, and kept thinking.

If this is the case, it will be a little troublesome. Although he can kill the old Dragon Lord, it is impossible for him to ignore the life and death of millions of mortals in the city.

The boat swordsman took another sip of wine, picked up the boat pole beside him, and said in a firm voice.

"I will shatter its centuries-old plans."

Chen Jiu raised his head slightly, raised his bamboo hat slightly, and carefully sized Zhou Swordsman's not-so-tall body, but felt that this old man was quite powerful.

Seeing Chen Jiu looking at him, Zhou Jianke put away his serious face, smiled, handed over the wine, and tried to ask: "Would you like to have a sip, old man, I can only drink this kind of wine, my friend, don't dislike it." .”

Chen Jiu never disliked the drinks offered by others. Unless it was particularly bad, he had to take a sip anyway.

Chen Jiu took the jug, drank it in one gulp, smacked his mouth, and aftertaste, he thought it was okay, similar to the wine he drank at the Goulan, with the same taste.

Drinking is to drink an atmosphere, but the quality of the drink is secondary.

So the two of them planned to drink freely with this jug of wine, but it was only a while after the beginning...

The wine is gone.

Swordsman Zhou flipped through his crude coir raincoat, with a perplexed expression on his face.

Chen Jiu remembered that his storage ring was filled with fairy coins given by Zhou Xian, and there seemed to be no fairy tavern in this water city.

The two "poor ghosts" could only stare wide-eyed for a while.

Swordsman Zhou touched his head, his cheeks were a little red and he said, "I made you laugh, my friend, haha."

There was really no other way, so Chen Jiu got up and planned to go to the tavern to see if he could drink on credit.

Suddenly there was a shout nearby.

The crowd around the shore kept shouting, and a figure in the lake was constantly struggling, ups and downs.

The boat swordsman stood up in an instant, tiptoed, and reached the drowning figure almost instantly, and with a lift of the boat pole, he placed the drowning man on the shore.

The drowning person was a young man, dragging a fishing net that had been bitten into a big mouth by something, and was constantly vomiting water stains in his lungs.

Swordsman Zhou frowned and looked at the tattered fishing net, and waited for the young man to recover, before teaching him a lesson: "I told you not to fish in this river and lake, why don't you listen?"

The young man looked ashamed, lowered his head, and replied in embarrassment: "The mother at home was seriously ill after returning from Longjun Temple the day before yesterday, and there was no money for treatment, so I thought of going fishing by the river to sell money."

Swordsman Zhou frowned and waved his hands, anxiously persuading: "You can't catch it, you can't catch it, you are lucky to meet me today, otherwise you will probably be buried at the bottom of this water."

Between the words, the boat swordsman was more anxious than the boy.

The boy's eyes gradually became moist, and he said in a crying voice: "But...but mother can't hold it anymore, my family has no money, and my father died fishing three years ago, so I can only rely on me."

Zhou Swordsman was stunned for a moment, then sighed in a low voice, reached out and groped in the coir raincoat for a long time, grabbed out a few taels of old silver, handed it to the young man, and said softly.

"You go to the pharmacy in the middle of the city to get the medicine. If you don't have enough money, you can report my name. If it doesn't work, you can come to me, understand?"

The young man hurriedly took the silver tael, wiped away his tears with his dirty sleeves, and kept bowing to Zhou Swordsman.

"thanks, thanks……"

Swordsman Zhou patted the boy on the shoulder and said softly, "Okay, let's go."

The boy ran away quickly.

The swordsman Zhou stood there staring, watching, and finally put his hands behind his back and sighed.

There are many sufferings in the world.

That's all he can do.

Chen Jiu stood on the small boat and watched quietly. There was a sudden movement at the bottom of the water. He glanced down, and his pupils shone golden.

Thousands of meters deep in the rivers and lakes, there is a tens of meters long dragon churning, its pupils staring at the boy on the shore, its huge mouth is full of blood, and a fishing net that does not match its size is hung between its teeth.

Chen Jiu stepped on the boat and tapped lightly, and the whole boat was covered with golden light in an instant, making waves.

Chen Jiu pressed his toes again, and the boat rushed straight into the river and lake.

(End of this chapter)