Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

Chapter 182: Snake Worshipers in the Country of the West

"We are afraid of power but not virtuous, and we have small courtesy but no great righteousness."

"Tsk tsk...thirteen words really speak volumes about human nature."

Walk slowly along the beach.

It didn't take a moment.

Chen Yulou, who was walking at the front, seemed to notice something.

Suddenly stopped.

Standing under an old tree, I looked back at the large lake below.

On the originally empty lake.

At this moment, there is already a large ship, which is slowly sailing towards Fuxian Lake.

Seeing this situation, he couldn't help but shook his head and muttered to himself.

She has been with Chen Yulou for ten years since she went up the mountain at the age of fourteen. Over the years, the two have been inseparable, sharing life and death, and she has been present in every fight.

In her impression, the red girl was heroic, fierce in temperament, and unrivaled in women.

Since you promised, you can't break your promise after all.

"Sister Hong, don't worry. Brother Chen... well, the two senior brothers are here, so we will definitely be fine."

Miss Hong leaned against the window, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, and there was always a lingering worry in her eyes. From time to time, she glanced at the lake far outside the city.

to be frank.

The pupils slowly dilated, and the surprise suppressed the hint of embarrassment.

Can't see what's going on downstairs.

Hua Ling said with a smile.

Chen Yulou looked away, breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

The shop owner and others set out to enter the lake early in the morning.

I just noticed something strange about Miss Hong and couldn't help but express concern.

Now, the shopkeeper is personally in danger, but he leaves her alone in the city.

Beitha bit her red lips.

Rather than drawing a sword, he would rather persuade with a gentle voice, but this is the case at any time. The bigger the fist, the more convincing the words are.

I saw several people behind me looking thoughtful.

At a restaurant in the city.

After all, it was the only thing Zhou Jiao couldn't let go of before going into seclusion.

Hearing the joke in her words, the usually calm red girl felt a touch of heat on her cheeks instantly spread to her earlobes and neck, and indescribable embarrassment appeared in her eyes.

Suddenly, she froze.

One morning.

Without further delay, the group accelerated their journey and headed straight for the city.

Just about to speak.

Many people in the world are inferior to her.

It was like a stone was weighing on her heart. She was restless and always worried that something would happen.

This was the first time that I saw such a melancholy and unhappy temperament from her daughter.

"Let's go back to the city."

No matter how.

I didn't look at those people. I was still suspicious a moment ago, but now I'm on the ferry.

"what happened?"

Hua Ling stood up, put his hand gently around her shoulders, and said with a smile.

The fishermen have solved the problem.

the other side.

It's been several hours now, and there's still no news.

How can this make her feel at ease?
"Brother Chen would probably be upset if he knew what Sister Hong was thinking."

Because of the angle, Hua Ling's line of sight was blocked by the half-closed window.

As for the people in the city, if the old shopkeeper comes forward and speaks out, there should be no problem.

We've known each other for so long.

The red girl shook her head.

"After all, I'm not around..."

"The shopkeeper is back..."

The red girl took a deep breath, holding back the surprise, but the slight rise and fall of her chest exposed her thoughts.

Hua Ling said, quickly rushed to the window and pushed it gently.

Looking down.

On the long street outside the building, a group of familiar figures broke into sight.

There is a figure in a green shirt at the front, and even among countless pedestrians, you can feel the aura of coming from him.

"It really is……"

"Let's go, Sister Hong, go downstairs and take a look."

Holding Miss Hong's wrist, Hua Ling said impatiently.

"coming."

Feel her feelings.

The red girl couldn't help but smile.

The little girl who had just begun to have a love affair, although she had thought of teasing herself just now, when she saw the shopkeeper An Ran returning, she thought she had concealed it well, but the joy in her eyes almost overflowed.

There were countless young girls in Xiangyin City who had secret feelings for him.

But when the shopkeeper was young, he was obsessed with the weapons of Xiling, reading through ancient books and restoring the weapons that had long since disappeared in the long river of history.

Now more than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye.

He concentrated on spiritual practice again.

He doesn't seem to care much about things between men and women.

It was almost never seen that he was interested in any woman.

If Hua Ling could take over the Chen family, it wouldn't be a bad thing. At thirty, it would be time for the shopkeeper to get married and start a business.

As for herself.

Although she always used the vow she made back then as an excuse, she knew herself best.

I already have a place in my heart.

However, she couldn't figure out what the shopkeeper was thinking.

When the two of them went downstairs one after another, the guys had already been alerted, and the lobby on the first floor was packed with people.

See this situation.

The old shopkeeper no longer wanted to greet the customers.

It was hard to squeeze out the door.

Watching the group return safe and sound.

It felt as unreal as a dream.

Morning at the pier.

Although Chen Yulou persuaded him to go back to the city first, he couldn't relax. He just braved the wind on the lake and watched the group of people disappear in the mist by boat before turning back.

to be frank.

Act on a group of people.

He actually didn't have much hope.

Many veteran fishermen who depended on the water ventured into the lake to fish in order to survive, but in the end they only ended up with their boats capsized and their lives lost.

Chen Yulou has some background.

But the Dragon King doesn’t care who you are.

Returning from the lake, he was also restless this morning. He went back and forth on a page of the account book more than a dozen times but still couldn't figure it out. In the end, he could only take over the job of the waiter.

Keep yourself busy.

You won't have random thoughts.

"Mr. Chen..."

"Old shopkeeper."

Chen Yulou crossed his fists.

We were on the lake today. I really need to thank him for running back and forth, otherwise it would be difficult to get the boat alone.

"As long as it's okay, it'll be okay."

Seeing that he was as gentle and calm as when he left in the morning, with no trace of injury on his body, the old shopkeeper's heart finally fell back into his stomach.

"that……"

The old shopkeeper seemed to have thought of something.

However, as soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that it was not appropriate, so he thought about it and let it go.

"I still have two jars of good wine. Have a sip?"

"There's no need for wine."

Chen Yulou waved his hand, "I still need to trouble the old shopkeeper with you."

"Let's wait until we get some rest before talking about anything else."

He runs a restaurant in the city, has contacts with people from all over the world, and is well-informed. At least in the past few years, he has never heard of anyone being able to enter the lake and escape unharmed.

There were seven people there when we left.

Come back a lot.

That is Fuxian Lake.

Not the little mud puddle in the backyard.

Just because of this, it is definitely not something that ordinary people can do.

"What if it's about the river god?"

Chen Yulou glanced at him meaningfully and smiled.

"River...river god?!"

The corner of the old shopkeeper's eyes twitched heavily, and the raised foot suddenly retracted, looking at him in disbelief.

'How can I meet the river god? '

The questions he asked last night are still ringing in my ears.

Unexpectedly, when I heard the words "River God" again, it would come from his mouth.

The old shopkeeper stared at him for a long time, and his heart had already stirred up huge waves. Could it be that they really saw the Dragon Prince when they went to the lake today?
How can this be?

The first thought that came to the old shopkeeper's mind was that it was impossible.

Fuxian Lake has not been peaceful in recent years.

But what kind of existence is the Dragon Prince? How can it be seen just by wanting to see it?

It took him almost thirty years to build Shuicheng.

But even when it comes to worshiping gods, he has never seen the true form of the River God.

He took several deep breaths in succession.

After finally suppressing the shock in his heart, the old shopkeeper waved his hand.

"This is no joke..."

"No kidding."

Chen Yulou's eyes were deep and he said calmly.

"What?"

Now the old shopkeeper was also confused.

It is really difficult to understand Chen Yulou, otherwise he would just think that he was talking nonsense.

Out of caution, the old shopkeeper raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation, and the meaning was self-evident.

There are many people downstairs.

If word got out, he couldn't afford to be accused of criticizing the river god.

"Alright."

Chen Yulou nodded.

Following the old shopkeeper, he opened the door all the way through the corridor, and soon arrived outside the patio where he lived.

It's quiet all around.

Two ancient trees extend upward, and their crowns are as green as clouds. They just cover a pool at the bottom of the well. The sunlight shines through the gaps, reflecting the dappled shadows of the pool.

Among the falling leaves.

Occasionally, you can see a few small fish swimming by quickly.

"Mr. Chen, what happened to the river god you just mentioned...?"

The old shopkeeper didn't care about anything else.

He asked impatiently as soon as he stopped.

Chen Yulou did not waste any time and repeated what he had told the fishermen on the dock.

just.

Just a few words. But what he heard made his heart tremble.

"I'll have to trouble you, the old shopkeeper, about this matter."

"Mr. Chen, relax... This is a good thing. After more than ten years of peace, we can finally live a peaceful life."

The old shopkeeper came to his senses and waved his hands repeatedly.

Storm on the lake.

Fishermen who rely on the water to draft bear the brunt.

The same is true for people like him who open their doors for business.

"That's good."

Seeing him fully agree.

Chen Yulou also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, by the way, old shopkeeper, there is something else I want to ask in person."

"Mr. Chen, feel free to speak out."

"The last god-sacrifice ceremony three years ago. Do you still remember who was on the ship at that time?"

Chen Yulou was thinking about this all the way back.

Most of the questions already have answers.

But there are still some puzzles.

It just so happened that the old shopkeeper was one of the people who was responsible for escorting the sacrificial ship and managed to survive. It would be obvious to ask him for confirmation.

"certainly……"

The old shopkeeper thought for a moment.

The past events from that year came to mind.

"Every year, the people who worship the gods and escort the boat are designated by the river god. We were selected at the same time. There are seven people in total. But for some reason, when we boarded the boat, there was one more person."

"I asked curiously at the time, but Miao Zhu said that the odd number had a bad meaning, and adding another person could also show sincerity to the river god, so I didn't think much about it."

Listen to him ramble on.

Chen Yulou tapped his fingers accordingly.

"It was originally a calm journey and the sacrificial boat arrived at the center of the lake smoothly. All we had to do was burn incense and report, and the river god could take the boat back after enjoying the sacrificial offerings."

"But that day it was like seeing a ghost."

"The river god suddenly became angry and overturned the boat. Fortunately, I was lucky enough to hold on to a piece of the boat plank..."

Although several years have passed.

But that thing was so terrible.

In the past few years, he had been suffering a lot. He didn't know how many times he would wake up from nightmares in the middle of the night. When he closed his eyes, that scene would appear in his mind.

Until he finished speaking.

Chen Yulou then spoke calmly.

"I have two more questions. Can the old shopkeeper help me answer my questions?"

"First, what does the extra man on the boat look like?"

"Second, can you take me to meet the temple blessing?"

The words just fell.

The old shopkeeper took over the words.

"I remember that the extra man was a stranger. After getting on the boat, he walked to the side and sat down with his clothes covering his head. If I must say it, he was somewhat similar to the masters in the temple. "

Because before departure, one more person suddenly appeared.

For an important event such as worshiping gods, which cannot be taken lightly, it would have been an unimaginable mistake before.

Therefore, he was still quite impressed.

"As for the temple blessing...when does Mr. Chen want to meet?"

"Of course the sooner the better."

After hearing this, Chen Yulou actually understood in his heart that, just like his initial guess, Miao Zhu played a key role in this matter.

"Now then?"

"it is good!"

The old shopkeeper swore that it was really just a casual comment.

But I never expected that Chen Yulou would be so anxious.

Now that the words have been spoken, it is too late to regret it, so I can only smile and nod, "Mr. Chen, wait a moment, I will ask someone to prepare the carriage."

"Is it very far?"

I used to walk out of the city.

This time he actually offered to take a ride, and Chen Yulou couldn't help but asked curiously.

"The Dragon King Temple is built at the foot of the mountain on the south bank of Fuxian Lake. It is deserted and about ten miles away from here..."

"Then don't take the car and go on horseback."

More than ten miles.

The bus ride will take an hour or two less.

Chen Yulou made a prompt decision.

On the one hand, it was a waste of time, and on the other hand, he had a strong hunch that when the Tertön died, the temple blessing would most likely have escaped.

See him and make up his mind.

It was not easy for the old shopkeeper to refute.

After a while.

Several people in the group rode directly towards the outside of the city.

Worried that the old shopkeeper was getting old, Chen Yulou even sent a waiter to take him on horseback.

After leaving the city and heading south, all you can see are rugged and difficult mountain roads, and the further in you go, the sparser the people along the way, and you can only see a few families of mountain residents occasionally.

See this situation.

Chen Yulou's mind became increasingly heavy.

Logically speaking, the Dragon King Temple, as a place of worship, should not be built in such a wilderness.

It seems.

I'm afraid Miao Zhu has a plan.

So that you can escape successfully after you get it.

Almost half an hour.

Between the lakes and mountains, a building with red walls and black tiles finally appeared. Its style is somewhat similar to that of a northern temple, but it also incorporates the design of Tibetan stone buildings.

"That's it."

Seeing the Dragon King Temple, the old shopkeeper on horseback breathed a sigh of relief.

There was almost no rest along the way.

A handful of old bones are almost broken.

"Go call the door."

Chen Yulou picked up his horse and walked to the mountain road outside the temple.

The door is closed at the moment.

I don’t know if it was affected by the unrest on the lake in recent years, but there was obviously not enough incense in the temple.

He glanced at Kunlun behind him and whispered an order.

but.

The words just fell.

A wisp of his consciousness has already enveloped the temple.

"Kunlun, no need, there's no one."

The temple was silent and unpopular. It had obviously been abandoned for a long time.

"It shouldn't be, Miao Zhu never leaves easily..."

Hearing this, the old shopkeeper still didn't believe it, so he subconsciously explained for Miao Zhu.

"You'll know when you go in and take a look."

Chen Yulou shook his head. As he spoke, he turned over and dismounted. He had already crossed the stone steps and walked straight to the door with his hand.

The Dragon King Temple is not that big.

There are two main halls, front and back.

Deities and statues are enshrined respectively.

A cloud of dust had accumulated on the ground, and it was obvious that no one had been here for a long time.

The old shopkeeper's face became uglier the more he looked at it.

Because this place is too remote, everyone worships gods at home or carries incense to the lake.

But he never expected that the Dragon King Temple would be so desolate.

"Miao Zhu lives in the backyard on weekdays. Go look there."

He couldn't care about anything else at this moment.

Go around the corridor under the gable of the apse and go straight to the backyard.

just.

When he hurriedly opened a door, he was greeted by a gloomy musty smell.

"Kunlun, take the people to spread out and look around."

Chen Yulou gave instructions in a low voice.

He himself walked straight into the room.

His eyes swept over.

Apart from a bed, table, chairs and bench, it was surprisingly shabby.

The surrounding windows are tightly closed and sealed, probably not opened all year round, the door bolts are almost rusted to death, dust is floating in the air, and cobwebs are everywhere in the corners of the wooden beams.

Looking at this posture, it seems that Miao Zhu Shao has been running for more than two years.

Look back.

Chen Yulou was moved.

The consciousnesses in Huangting Palace are intertwined, spreading around like rain all over the sky.

This is the residence of the temple's blessings. Even if people leave, some traces will definitely be left behind.

Divine consciousness shines like fire.

There was nothing to hide from anywhere in the room.

"Ok?"

When his consciousness scanned the wall near the head of the bed, he suddenly raised his eyebrows, subconsciously opened his eyes, and walked straight towards that place under the astonished gaze of the old shopkeeper behind him.

He stretched out his hand, quietly exerted his strength, and struck out with one palm.

click-

The originally thick wall turned out to be like a pivot door, pushed straight inwards.

"This……"

The old shopkeeper was completely dumbfounded at this moment.

Kunlun, who had no harvest around, had also rushed back. Seeing this, he immediately took out the fire stick, blew it gently, the fire ignited, and then raised it towards the door.

A flame jumped.

Wait for the firelight to dispel the surrounding darkness.

The two looked attentively.

Only then did he realize that there was a whole other world behind the door.

Someone had clearly built another group of temples.

Not bad.

The Dragon King Temple was originally built on the mountain. The backyard wall is connected to the mountain, and what is connected behind the door is a stone cave.

The space is not big.

But the sparrow is small and well-equipped.

The stone wall inside the cave is polished as smooth as a mirror. There are futons, stone platforms, shrines, fire pits and... a statue of a god with a strange shape and a completely different style.

"Give me fire."

Chen Yulou's pair of night eyes can easily see through the black fog in the cave.

But when his gaze swept over the statue, a rare hint of solemnity, surprise and disbelief flashed through it.

Subconsciously he took the fire seal from Kunlun's hand.

He strode through the cave and walked outside the shrine deep inside the cave.

Look by the firelight.

It was clearly a strange snake with the head of a human and the body of a snake, with feathers and wings.

The eyes were dark and seemed to have no pupils.

Just staring at the two people who broke in here.

Their eyes met each other, making people feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave and shuddered.

"This... Quetzalcoatl?!"

"The country of the West, the snake worshipers!"