Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 363: Water Falls and the Dam Rises
There are small crabs and black bugs crawling on the beach at night, and the waves of the sea make a "splashing" sound.

Xu Yuanchang looked down at the nearby coastline of several miles. Even with his sixth-story vision, he still couldn't find any sign of a bay here. He cursed Lao Li in his heart, asking what kind of crappy picture he had drawn.

I don't know how many years old this almanac is, but I'm trying to fool him with it.

I dived three feet underwater from the air and found the stone dam of the seawall pointed out by my nephew. Snow grains swam happily in the water beside me.

The semi-arc dam was covered with various shells, mosses and the like that had accumulated over the years, and its original appearance had long been unrecognizable. After clearing away a patch of shells, it was revealed that the two-meter-high dam was indeed made up of irregular pieces of stone.

In the middle section of the underwater dam, there is half a stone temple left, about one person tall and of an old style.

After cleaning up the mud, sand, shells and moss covering the temple, blurred words and patterns can be vaguely seen on the broken stone beams.

Xu Yuanchang investigated carefully and found no trace of divine power left in this place.

The ghost gazing at the sea above the temple in Lao Li's painting should be a god who has long disappeared.

After searching underwater for half an hour and finding nothing, Xu Yuanchang flew up into the sky. It was dawn. With his cultivation level, he was immune to water and fire. His whole body was dry and not stained by any water.

The snow particles burst out of the sea with a "splash", creating a huge splash.

It plays happily and carefree.

"Uncle, there are still three days until the Mid-Autumn Festival. On the night of the full moon, when the sea water completely recedes and the stone dam is exposed, maybe we can find the clues to the treasure you need?"

Xu Shengtian couldn't forget the treasure mentioned by his third uncle.

In order to search for treasure, he went through wind and rain, rushing around the beaches of Dingzhou, Juzhou and Hezhou. Except for Laizhou, which was too far away and he had not been there yet, he traveled hundreds of thousands of miles, taking Xueli with him to chat and relieve boredom along the way. When he got bored of flying, he would ride on Xueli's back to relax.

I didn't dare ask my friends from all over the world to share the secrets.

I met Mr. Zeng several times on the road, and we both tacitly went our separate ways.

"After daybreak, go to the nearby prefecture city and use your identity as the elder of Monster Catching Mountain to search for books and materials about the 'Shigong Dike'. Use the excuse of investigating a case to recruit three or two monster catchers and go anywhere to find something shrouded in mystery."

Xu Yuanchang instructed that if he showed up, it would attract attention from all parties.

He waited here for Mr. Zeng to arrive and discuss the next course of action.

"Understood, I'll go now."

Xu Shengtian left behind some snow particles and disappeared in a flash. He became more and more interested in the mysterious treasure.

Xu Yuanchang and Xueli checked the nearby reefs, hilltops and forests. The nearest village was ten miles away and it was sparsely populated. Even fishing boats did not come to this sea area, so there were plenty of fish and shrimps in the sea.

Three miles away in the valley forest, there are traces of an ancient village and a collapsed stone tower. There are thorns everywhere and snakes and insects roaming around. No one has been here for hundreds of years.

When the sky brightened, Xu Yuanchang transformed into a scholar traveling around the mountains and rivers, and turned the snow particles into a boy carrying a book box.

They walked into the town closest to the fishing village, spent thirty cents on a pot of tea, and stayed there for about an hour, then inquired about the "Shigong Dike" and several wild beach attractions. After leaving the town, the two disappeared quietly.

"Mr. Zeng, this way!"

Xu Yuanchang waved hello towards the coast a hundred miles away.

Zeng Wanglou flashed in the air a few times and landed near Taoist Xu. He looked around and said, "Is this the place? I've been here several times and didn't see anything strange."

Chief Xu Yuan pointed diagonally downward and said with a smile, "The dam is hidden three meters underwater. I heard from the old people in the town that on every full-moon night, this 'Shigong Dike' will be revealed due to the receding tide. On the night of July 15th every year, fishermen will come to burn incense and offer sacrifices to the Sea God. It is said that it is very effective and can protect the safety of nearby fishermen at sea."

Zeng Wanglou took out a black umbrella, opened it and threw it downwards. A thin mist covered an area three miles in radius.

As he made hand gestures, chanted incantations and cast spells, the sea water receded.

In less than an hour, the dam under the sea was revealed, and there were many fish, shrimps, crabs and shells stranded in the shallow water.

Xueli used the seven or eight claws he had created to catch fish, shrimps and crabs and was very busy.

Zeng Wanglou compared the wet embankment with the drawing on the paper, landed on the embankment, and walked around the dilapidated stone temple covered with shells. He said, "It's hidden so well. Fortunately, Shengtian found it." He jumped down the embankment and searched carefully, saying, "Didn't the spirit that Senior Ye drew above the small temple appear at night?"

"No. Maybe if we wait for three days and wait until the tide recedes on Mid-Autumn Night, we may find some clues."

Xu Yuanchang then landed under the embankment filled with muddy water and said, "This Shigong Embankment has existed for a long time. The old people in the town have never heard of its origin. There are many legends about the Sea God and the Sea Goddess, which are nothing more than good weather and good harvests, and giving pearls to kind fishermen. I will ask Shengtian to go to the city to check the ancient books and materials about the Shigong Embankment."

Wherever Zengwang Tower passed, shells and mosses fell down, and the embankment was as clean as if it had been washed by water.

“If you can see the deity of the small temple, you’ll know what to do next.”

"Wait until night, and then we'll set up the altar, pray to the gods and ask the spirits, and try to communicate with the temple?"

"You can give it a try. It's better than waiting."

The two men discussed and walked around the mile-long Shigong Dike, but found nothing valuable. Zeng Wanglou took back the black umbrella, and the sea water surged back and submerged the dike again.

In the afternoon, Xu Shengtian returned from the provincial capital and brought with him several ancient books.

"All in all, this Shigong Dike has existed for more than 3,000 years. In the past, there was a 'Wanghai Village' nearby, where most villagers made a living by fishing and collecting pearls. However, every year, the sea storms caused great losses and the fishermen lived in hardship."

"A fisherman named Ishisa, who witnessed this tragic scene, vowed to build a windproof dam in the bay. He was a stonemason, and when he was not out at sea, he spent nearly 30 years using the tides and the buoyancy of wood to move stones. He experienced countless sea storms, but the dam he built stood firm and did not collapse. This moved other fishermen in the village, and they joined the dam-building team.

"It took a total of three million pieces of stone to build this curved dam, which benefited the fishermen within fifty miles. Shi Zuo died of old age and illness. To express their gratitude, the local fishermen built a small 'Shigong Temple' on the dam, imitating the style of a land temple. It was said that the incense was very effective. Later, the government destroyed the Shigong Temple on the dam in the name of obscene worship in a wild temple, but the dam was preserved." Xu Shengtian briefly recounted the information he had collected.

Zeng Wanglou quickly flipped through the book and asked, "Why is it that the Shigong Dike we see today is sunk three meters below the sea, but there is still a ruined Shigong Temple on the dike?"

"The book doesn't mention it. Over three thousand years have passed. Perhaps other things have happened."

Xu Shengtian asked the two elders who were flipping through the book, "Can you tell me now what treasure is hidden under the Shigong Dike?"

Zeng Wanglou smiled mysteriously and said, "The secret cannot be leaked in advance. Just follow me and do the work. Don't ask too many questions. You will definitely get some benefits."

"Okay, I won't ask. I won't ask."

Xu Shengtian felt itchy, so he shut up and stopped asking questions.

That night, when the moon rose to the zenith, Zeng Wanglou once again used the magic black umbrella to drain the sea water, exposing the dam.

Xu Yuanchang made some arrangements, placed offerings, burned incense, chanted incantations, and performed rituals to invite the gods. He was busy all the time, but apart from a few wandering ghosts, no gods from the small temple showed up.

"Let me try."

Xu Shengtian rearranged the altar using the method he was good at.

After struggling for half an hour and trying several different spells to summon the spirit, he was still unable to communicate with the spirit in the small temple.

"I'm afraid there are no gods in this little temple anymore."

"there must be."

Zeng Wanglou replied in an unquestionable tone. He guessed that it might be the wrong time, and said, "Let's try again on Mid-Autumn Night. Let's go to nearby villages and towns to ask around in the next two days."

"I'm good at getting along with people. I'll go ask again tomorrow during the day."

Xu Shengtian volunteered, as he is a restless person.

In the next two days, the three of them were busy with their own things. Xu Yuanchang hid his tracks and used his eyes to search for clues of gods within a radius of 300 miles. Zeng Wanglou and Xu Shengtian went to the villages and towns respectively, and Xueli stayed near Shigong Dike to observe whether there were any changes.

The Mid-Autumn Festival came in a blink of an eye, and the three of them gained nothing extra.

A long time has passed, and there is only one official temple of the sea god within 300 miles, and a few wild temples secretly built by folk villages. The incense and incense service vary, and the temples, big and small, have no sacredness, so there is no way to know them at all.

In the evening, the full moon rises.

The three people and the insect hid in a small world of black umbrellas held up by the forest on the beach.

The tide roared, retreating wave by wave.

Half an hour later, the dam and ruined temple submerged in the sea water slowly emerged, and tiny white glows were scattered on the mud and sand, flickering like moonlight.

As the dam was completely exposed, Xu Yuanchang "saw" a ball of black air suddenly appear in the air three feet above the ruined temple.
"The gods appear!"

Xu Shengtian shouted in surprise, but the black umbrella blocked his view and prevented anyone from hearing the sound outside.

"No, the gods are bound by something."

Zeng Wanglou stared at the dam two miles away. He saw the black air struggling to fade away. It seemed that the situation would not last long. He said decisively: "I will take action to stop the residual image of the god. Yuanzhang, you should pay attention to other changes."

He appeared near the stone temple in a flash, and the small purple gold tripod in his hand shone brightly, instantly covering the black air.

The afterimage of the god dissipated and disappeared with a "pop".

"presumptuous!"

A dull and cold shout was heard faintly.

The subtle white light spread on the wet and sandy ground, like a giant net closing in, catching Zeng Wanglou as it escaped dozens of feet into the air. Countless lights were instantly gathered and wrapped tightly.

"'God Binding Net', which bastard set this vicious trap?"

Zeng Wanglou took out a wooden spike and cut hard at the overlapping light nets, hearing a series of "bang bang" sounds in his ears.

Xu Yuanchang held his impatient nephew back and said, "Don't make trouble. Mr. Zeng can handle it."

The next moment, he rushed out swiftly. He had a pair of unusual eyes. He saw a huge black flower suddenly emerging from the void above the sea. Its upper and lower rows of fangs were like sharp blades, extremely exaggerated and hideous.

"Mohua!"

Xu Yuanchang could no longer sit idly by.

It took some time for Mr. Zeng to escape from the God-Binding Net, and Mo Hua's sneak attack came at the perfect time.

He wants to use Mohua as an opportunity to find useful clues.

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(End of this chapter)