I am doing meritorious deeds in Liaozhai

Chapter 487 Deal with the aftermath carefully
Song Yushan watched them go into the river, and then Shi Shiran returned to his cave.

Sitting at the table, I continued to eat mulberries just picked from the tree.

This is the "poison" in the black water droplet just now.

She doesn't know how to make poison, she can only control water.

Just now she wanted to threaten and warn the monsters to deal with the consequences, so she had to use mulberry juice as "poison".

In fact, if those demons just ran away, as long as they never returned to the Qinglong River, unless she was willing to leave her jurisdiction to hunt them down, there was really nothing she could do against them.

Fortunately, although this world is a big world, there are still no gods, and the creatures don't know much about the gods.

Otherwise, if they knew that gods were restricted by their jurisdiction, it would not be so easy to scare them.

After Song Yushan finished a plate of mulberries, a small group of monsters were brought to the Qinglong River by a few familiar monsters.

Among them was a somewhat unfamiliar turtle monster, who was asking one of the monsters she had fed "poison".

"Where is His Majesty the Dragon King?"

"Are you taming that He Bo?"

"Why don't you go back to the palace? Why did you ask us to come?"

"Why are you asking so many questions? Just follow me!"

……

Song Yushan estimated that this wave should be Jiao Yao's men who stayed in the stronghold.

She was still the same, restraining everything with water first, and then showing up.

The turtle demon saw the familiar feet and skirt tail and recognized her: "It's you! Why are you okay?"

Only then did Song Yushan look at him and recognized that he was the turtle demon who made arrogant remarks and gave her great achievements.

I don’t blame her for not recognizing him. In fact, his face was so swollen that it was difficult to look at him directly: “Why is your face like this?”

Of course, the turtle demon didn't dare to say it. If the Dragon King found out about his ruse, his original plan would be ruined.

He looked around, looking for the Dragon King, but saw no figure. He could only feel the Dragon King's demonic aura here, and he was full of doubts.

He Bo has appeared, why doesn't His Majesty show up?

At this moment, the demon soldier who sent the message to them bowed to Song Yushan:
"Lord River God, the young men brought over the dragon demon's men who stayed at the stronghold first, and some brothers came behind to escort the dragon demon's wives and the musicians raised in the palace.

If you don't have any instructions, we will go back to the stronghold to count the treasures first. The dragon monster loves money, and there are countless treasures in the palace, so it may take some time. "

His words immediately stunned the monsters who had just followed him.

The turtle demon stared at the demon and said, "What did you say? How dare you call His Majesty the Dragon King that!"

Song Yushan waved his hand at the monsters: "Go ahead!"

They looked at the turtle demon with a wishful look, and then continued to go back to the Golden Palace to do their business.

Song Yushan still used the old method of distinguishing good and evil by looking at the evil auras on their bodies. Those with strong evil auras and no good auras were gathered together, while those with a little good aura were left on the other side.

Before returning to the true spiritual state and accepting the judgment of heaven, the merits of good deeds will not be deducted to repay the consequences of evil deeds.

Therefore, good energy and evil energy will not offset each other during life.

The bad aura may be caused by being forced to do bad things with the dragon demon.

But if they don't have any kind energy at all, it can only prove that they are no different from dragon monsters.

It's just a difference in how much evil one does because of one's ability.

"What are you doing? Where is His Majesty the Dragon King? Let me tell you, I am a close confidant of His Majesty the Dragon King. If you do harm to me, His Majesty the Dragon King will never spare you!" The turtle demon was a little flustered. He thought the Dragon King was still impressed by the appearance of this He Bo. Confused, given her power, now she wants revenge on him.

Song Yushan's ears hurt from the noise, and he blocked his mouth with water:
"That dragon demon is dead. Don't worry, I'll send you down to accompany him right away!"

Then kill them.

The turtle demon died with eyes closed. He could not understand why the omnipotent Dragon King died so easily.

But he never had the chance to figure it out, and his eyes gradually became distracted.

Song Yu was good at killing monsters, burying corpses, and purifying river water.

Then the old trick was to use mulberry juice condensed water beads as fake poison, and threaten the remaining monsters to let them go free if they did three things for her.

There were only a few monsters left, so Song Yushan didn't ask them to help count the treasures. The first thing she ordered them to do was to tell her everything they had learned about following the Dragon Demon Queen.

In this way, she can also understand the situation of some dragon monsters and prevent other monsters from fooling her.

After listening to what they said, Song Yushan felt that it was not a pity that the dragon monster died.

Relying on his powerful demon power, he controlled the river, flooded the towns, and caused panic. Finally, he forced all the people along the river to respect him as the Dragon King of the River, and built more than a dozen Dragon King temples for him along the river.

That's all. He also asked the people along the river to pay tribute to him every year and marry him a wife to satisfy his greedy and lustful desires.

Later, in order to build a golden palace for himself, he ordered the people along the river to pay tribute to all the gold.

All the wives he married were beautiful, but after being forced to marry him, none of them died of natural causes.

The one who lived the longest only lived fifteen years.

Some of them did not want to marry the dragon demon, and they had the will to die, and they soon died.

Some of them stayed in the water for a long time, never saw the light of day, became depressed, and died early.

More often than not, they angered the uncertain dragon monster, or were killed by the dragon monster because their appearance was no longer there.

It is said that the deep ditch behind the Golden Palace is covered with white bones, but there is no resentment at all.

Because the dragon demon only likes beautiful skins and has no sympathy for ghosts, after the beauties turned into water ghosts, he ate their souls.

Slowly, the dragon demon became more and more powerful, and gradually it was no longer satisfied with being the king only among mortals.

He began to attack the monsters in other rivers, forcing them to bow their heads and respect him as king, either paying tribute every year like the common people, or becoming a member of his monster soldiers and working for him.

The people along the river and the monsters in the water nearby are suffering terribly.

The turtle demon came to find Song Yushan because after the news of He Bo's emergence in the Qinglong River reached the river, the Dragon King thought she was a newly enlightened little demon and sent the turtle demon to subdue her.

Now Song Yushan roughly knows what she did before.

There are still many mortals in the dragon demon's stronghold.

Some were his wives, and some were captured musicians.

Madam Demon, the Demon Musician is okay, now that the Jiao Demon is dead, they will be free.

Mortals are in trouble, the dragon demon is gone. Without the protection of the water demon, these people cannot survive in the water.

They all have to be sent back to the shore and properly placed.

In addition, the dragon demon has taken away so much treasure from the people, and it should be returned.

"Alas! It's easy to kill the dragon, but it's hard to clean up the dragon's mess!" Song Yushan sighed secretly.

She couldn't leave Qinglong River, so she could only make arrangements as best she could.