in the edge

Chapter 464 He Bo
Maybe it was because the mud at the bottom of the river was too soft, or maybe it was because there was a sedan chair under his buttocks. In short, the person who was thrown into the river did not fall to death at the bottom of the river, but just plunged into the mud.

Apart from the dirt on his body, there was no major damage.

As for the ants that Du Chengfeng saw just now - or the people who threw living people into the river, they naturally had no objections to this kind of thing, and they didn't dare to have any objections. After all, even the river was thrown into the river in front of them. Split, if they didn't say a few words neatly, and they were hit like this, what would happen?

But instead of causing trouble for Du Chengfeng, Du Chengfeng wanted to cause trouble for them.

"How can you throw living people into the river? Don't you have any sense of justice?"

Du Chengfeng raised his hand and pointed at the mud monkey he had just fished out from the bottom of the river.

"What should I do in rotten water? Can I still drink water when I'm downstream?"

"……what?"

Originally, these people were already prepared and waiting for the other party to say something about benevolence, justice and morality, but who could have imagined that this iron man who suddenly appeared would actually say such a thing.

So do Iron Man also need to drink water? And where did this iron man come from?

"We really have no choice..."

The name of the river in front of us is Jishui, and some people call it Jishui. After all, with the moisture of the river, the surrounding land becomes fertile. It is indeed a symbol of auspiciousness - but obviously, such a bumper harvest does not come without a price. Just because this river floods several times every year, flooding fields, washing away livestock, and even killing local residents.

It's not that it's not good to be older, the main thing is that he doesn't want to recognize such an embarrassing descendant.

After that, if the reputation of Jishui becomes better, new people will come over, and He Bo can cause a few more floods and do it again.

The old man lay on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly to the strange iron man in front of him.

"I am the local river boss! I am in charge of both sides of the river! How dare you, the humble people, to change the river course privately! You should be punished for your crime!"

Du Chengfeng touched his chin.

These people were still kowtowing to him. It was obvious that the sacrifice had been disrupted, which made them afraid of Hebo's revenge. Especially the old man who led him was kowtowing as if he wanted to prove himself in this way. The truth of that justification.

The flood of water that often kills hundreds of people, if you say you don't want to do it, just stop it, and directly shorten it to just a few lives every year, and this revenue has been reduced by hundreds of times.

"This sacrifice has been carried out year after year."

For He Bo who was hiding in the dark, it was even more of a perfect ending.

Du Chengfeng could even guess the ending of this story. If he hadn't appeared, these ignorant people would still maintain the bloody sacrifice until a passing knight came over. After seeing all this, the knight who had seen injustice on the road, He chose to save the innocent people who fell into the water, and then took action to kill all these ignorant people.

Facing the old man's bow, Du Chengfeng quickly stepped aside.

Even the act of entrusting a dream is free of cost. It's nothing more than knocking people out, waking them up and knocking them unconscious again. Du Chengfeng can do it himself. If one doesn't work, just bring in a few more. In short, it's enough to convey the meaning.

Then, he woke up.

Just because, from the narration just now, he felt the aura of his peers.

"What the little old man said is true, and the local people can all testify that since this sacrifice was made, the Jishui River has indeed never flooded again, so... I would like to ask the immortal to see clearly."

But obviously, what these people don't know is that even themselves have been counted by Na Hebo.

"You actually don't take action when only a few lives are needed every year? Is this He Bo still so trustworthy?"

Thinking of this, Du Chengfeng glanced at the people kneeling beside him.

If there is no other way, then we can only try every method.

When the golden-armored god said this, he was dumbfounded. Why did He Bo suddenly appear? Could he be dreaming?
His crime deserves to be punished... Does this He Bo mean that if they change the course of the river, they will all be killed?
But after that, He Bo also gave a solution, changing the river course back, and then offering sacrifices every year, so that He Bo's side could come forward to help cover up the matter and keep this side safe.

"that……"

Yes, this is the difference in perspective caused by different levels. In the past, he would only think that this Hebo was too cruel and even wanted to sacrifice a human being. But now, after polishing two mountains, he only felt that this He Bo seems to be a little too kind.

After reviewing Na Hebo's operations, Du Chengfeng shook his head repeatedly.

"Hey."

The old man let out a long sigh.

With this going back and forth, how can the power of Jishui not be strong?

"That's what happened……"

The innocent people get redemption and hope, and the passing knights get evil aura and fame. This sounds like a perfect ending.

"Hebo...can you sacrifice the river water to use it as a weapon?"

He no longer had to do the work himself every year, nor did he have to arouse any resentment and be killed. He Bo just had a dream, and someone would help him take care of the beginning and end, and help him harvest everything here.

That happened when the old man was still young. When he was thinking hard about how to solve this problem, he fell asleep unknowingly - but when he opened his eyes, he found a golden-armored god glaring at him. Wide open.

Is this He Bo the founder of a charity? So easy to talk to?
Or……

"No, I am not your ancestor."

"Too rough."

Along with the old man's narration, Du Chengfeng gradually understood the cause of the whole thing.

Facing the unfamiliar three-foot iron man, the people hesitated for a moment, and finally an old man with a solemn face and a high moral character stood up.

According to the old man's explanation, the locals have also thought of ways, such as finding people to build river embankments or dredge river channels. However, these water conservancy facilities that are no problem elsewhere seem to be malfunctioning here. The new flood control project has just been built, and the stronger river water will wash it away.

It is indeed too crude. This method is not even as good as that of the mountain god in Sanshan Town. The mountain god at least knows how to hide behind the scenes, not leaking his whereabouts at all, and not taking action unless something serious happens.

If it had been in the past, he would have suspected that this incident was a man-made disaster. The old man was unreasonable and started talking nonsense. The golden-armored god was fake, and so was He Bo. There were no gods in the world at all - but now After listening to the old man's explanation, he only felt that the old man was a bit pathetic.

But He Bo revealed his existence.

As the saying goes, a jackal alone at night longs for a female ghost, a single old man longs for an aunt, an actor hopes to win an award, and a crosstalk speaker hopes to die together - although Du Chengfeng is not a crosstalk speaker, after polishing those two mountains, he It was also the first time I saw a colleague there, so I was inevitably a little itchy.

What's even more coincidental is that this colleague didn't practice virtue and made some mistakes.

"You really deserve to die today!"

Thinking of this, Du Chengfeng simply waved his hand to signal the common people to stand up, and then raised his hands to bow to everyone.

"What happened just now was that I took the liberty of rescuing people, but it delayed everyone's business... But I couldn't bear to see the child being thrown into the river like this, so I might as well not do this."

As he spoke, Du Chengfeng patted his chest.

"You throw me down."

"……what?"

The people were all dumbfounded and didn't come back to their senses for a long time. If they really wanted to say that this iron man suddenly appeared and attacked them, they could even understand it. After all, they knew in their hearts that throwing the child into the river, even if it was a sacrifice in name, was actually not very authentic in itself—— But who would have thought that the Iron Immortal would actually say that he would throw himself into the river? Could he be talking in his sleep?
But looking at the expression of the Iron Immortal, he didn't mean to be joking at all. After much thought, the people did not dare to violate it after all, so they had to follow the original sacrificial procedures and send the Iron Immortal to the sedan chair.

This time, they did not dare to tie him up with ropes. Fortunately, the Iron Immortal took the initiative to go down into the river without any struggle.

But looking at it this way, the Iron Immortal's height of less than three feet is indeed about the same as that of a child.

"If you round it off, you're still a boy and a girl. I'm sure He Bo won't blame him."

In fact, at this moment, many people had already vaguely thought of something. If the result they thought could come true, then He Bo would not be able to blame them.

"It's long overdue!"

Some people have secretly clenched their fists.

This action may not be noticed by people around him, but to Du Chengfeng's perception, the strangeness of those people is still a bit too obvious.

"Parents who have lost their children..."

Caressing the armrest of the sedan, Du Chengfeng sighed secretly.

No wonder the idea of ​​killing the Hebo suddenly came up in his mind just now. It turned out that he was affected by these resentments. Seeing their children being thrown into the river and drowned, these parents would only become more crazy and hateful.

But it was because of this strong hatred that they became more determined. This hatred directed at He Bo himself was so strong that it could even affect him now.

These bereaved parents want damned He Bo to get his comeuppance, whatever it is.

So now, come retribution.

"Pfft!"

The sedan carrying the three-foot iron man was carried onto the altar by the river, and then pushed into the river.

After that, the people by the river were at a loss.

In the past, they should have been sad. After all, no matter what, a child was thrown into the river. Even if it was to take care of the emotions of the child's parents, everyone had to make a gesture of grief. ——But this time, it was the Iron Immortal who was pushed into the river, and no one died.

If there were no dead people, who would they have to grieve for? They couldn't cry for the Iron Immortal, right?

"Don't say mourning!"

Some people cried loudly, but the head of the Iron Immortal emerged from the river.

"I'm not dead yet! Why are you shouting so loudly! I heard it in the river! Bad luck! Get away!"

"..."

This time, the people didn't know what to do at all.

Fortunately, the Iron Immortal gave them the final order, which was to let them go, so they had no choice but to go home and disperse.

This was perhaps the most outrageous sacrifice they had ever experienced, and it was also the most inexplicable sacrifice. Even after returning home, these people were still confused and had not come back to their senses for a long time.

Only one man with a beard had a gloomy look on his face after returning home.

"What kind of beast did you come from! How dare you ruin my good deeds!"

As soon as he entered the house, the bearded man punched the wall. He never expected that the situation he had conceived was so exquisite that something could go wrong.

As He Bo among the people, he is not even afraid of others meddling in other people's business. After all, no matter how meddling in others' business, it will just kill the people who maintain the sacrifice. This has no impact on him, but it actually helps him reap a harvest. Human lives come to sacrifice the river water.

But who would have thought that suddenly an iron bastard fell from the sky and jumped into the river with a pop. What was this?

"You are really looking for death..."

Thinking of this, He Bo was already filled with anger and fear. He grasped the spiral with his bare hands and twisted it, preparing to strangle the iron man directly with the river water!

But immediately, the movement froze in mid-air.

Just because he couldn't see the other party's details clearly.

Being able to fall from the sky at least shows that the other party has the ability to fly into the sky and escape from the earth. Coupled with that iron body, God knows what is going on with this character - if he really encounters some extraordinary person, then things will be different. Trouble?

It's not that he has suffered losses in this area. For example, when he first obtained Jishui, he originally planned to include the entire coast of Jishui into his own territory and expand the peripheral branches. Who would have thought that his power would only expand to Liuhua Mountain? , and was almost killed by a knife from the tiger who ruled the mountain.

Since then, he has learned to be cautious and cautious, and understands the truth that there is always something out there.

"So, who is the righteous man's name?"

With this thought in mind, the bearded man simply came to the river and asked the iron man in the river.

"In this way, if something unexpected happens to the righteous man, I can write a book and biography of the righteous man to pass it down to future generations."

"Huh? Are you calling me?"

Du Chengfeng, who had already circled the bottom of the river three times, surfaced.

"My name is Du Chengfeng. Since you are older than me, just call me Adu or Xiaodu... Wait, with this expression on your face, does it mean you have heard of my name?"

Du Chengfeng in the water was stunned for a moment, then patted his head.

Although he himself had the idea of ​​​​keeping his name anonymous, it was obvious that he had done some small things before. Although those things seemed insignificant to him now, it was obvious that to others...

If I had known he would have given a false name, it would have at least made it easier for him.

Otherwise, it would be like this.

"Are you the Du Chengfeng who killed Jibei and Yanzhou, rushed all the way into the Jinluan Palace, and even killed an emperor?"

Just when Du Chengfeng was feeling remorseful, the big man had already told his story as if he were naming a dish.

"The fierce tiger in Jibei, the massacre of people in Yanzhou, the horse trampling on the Golden Palace, the regicide...are you that Du Chengfeng?"

"First of all, there are not so many people in the river, and secondly, I am indeed Du Chengfeng."

After hearing the bearded man even give him a bunch of nicknames, Du Chengfeng almost fainted in the river. In such a shameful scene, he would rather beat up ten more mountain gods.

But at this moment, a sinister smile suddenly appeared on the face of the bearded man.

"Du Chengfeng, right? You are the one to be killed!"

Saying this, the big man with the beard grabbed hold of it with one hand and started twisting it violently.

"A mortal dares to ruin my good deeds! I'll skin you!"

(End of this chapter)