Gods and Immortals

Mo Xuan immediately waved his hand and refused, "I'm afraid of water, so I'd better not get on the boat..."

"Hehe, forget it then..." Jin Li smiled faintly, "The partners around you, whoever wants to go up and have a look is fine."

"I'll go, I'll go, I've never been on a boat at this age!" Feng Wuyi was eager to try.

Mo Xuan grabbed Feng Wuyi, turned his head and winked, and said, "Your Excellency, the City Master still has things to do, let's wait for the sacrificial ceremony to end, and it's not too late to sit down..."

Feng Wuyi understood instantly, clapped his hands and said: "Oh, my lord, I'm sorry, I've never been on a boat, so I was curious for a moment... It's more about your lord's business."

Chilong was expressionless, with his hands on his back, and led the army to follow directly.

Seeing this, the golden carp smiled slightly and didn't force it any more. Instead, it continued to walk towards the water temple. In the side river, the boat seemed to be pulled along the river bank towards the water temple. .

"What's wrong?" Feng Wuyi asked Mo Xuan in a low voice.

"It's okay, I think the boat is not strong..." Mo Xuan didn't have time to follow suit and explain everything, and there is no direct evidence to prove that there is something wrong with the golden carp, so it's better to say less.

Feng Wuyi glanced at Mo Xuan suspiciously, and followed him in a daze.

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The villagers kneeled and walked for hundreds of meters, passed through the weeping willow forest on the river embankment, and finally came to the water temple.

Mo Xuan finally saw the water temple.

The temple has only one floor, and the whole body is poured with mud and stones. There is no door on the front, and the plaques and stone statues placed inside can be directly seen.

The roof of the temple refracted the skylight, and the golden color was dazzling. Mo Xuan thought it was a layer of gold poured on it, but when he got closer, he found that the roof was actually covered with irregular scales one by one!

The scales are as big as a washbasin, with a slight yellow light, which is very dazzling when exposed to sunlight. If you look closely, you can even see the traces of cracks on the corners of the scales.

Jin Li Buzheng ordered the crowd to stop ten meters away from the temple gate, and the worshipers knelt deeply to worship, and even many farmers and fishermen who were watching around joined in, knelt on the ground and followed suit.

Seeing this scene, Chilong became even more unhappy.

Those people in Fengqiu City watching the excitement, are they right to bow down so consciously when they see the city lord?But today, when he saw the stone statue in the temple, he knelt down and saluted without anyone saying anything, which made Chilong, the city lord, feel ashamed at all.

"Kneel down to the villagers and offer your tribute!"

Jin Li stood in front of the temple gate, pointed at the big tripod carried by several young people, and with a light tap of his finger, a cloud of muddy water rose from the bottom of the tripod, slowly floated to the front of the temple with the tripod on it, and then "clanged" With a muffled sound, it hit the ground heavily.

Hearing that the priest asked for tribute, the headed old man hurriedly greeted the people behind him, and brought up all the cattle, sheep, melons and fruits he brought, and placed them in front of the tripod.

Jin Li glanced at the tribute, expressionless, "You fellow villagers, what do you ask for to pay respects to the water god?"

"I... my family is about a hundred miles away from Fengqiu City, just at the lower reaches of the Yellow River..." The old man panted and said anxiously, regardless of the fatigue of walking on his knees: "The river has been so fierce these days that it has flooded many fields of our family. Now there is no harvest! Please, my lord priest, beg the water god, stop sending water!"

After hearing this, Jin Li took out two white bones from his sleeves without saying a word, flicked them lightly, and threw them into the cauldron. He said to the old man, "Pick the hair of your people and cut it into the cauldron!"

Hearing this, the old man hurriedly called the people behind him to cut their hair, gather together, and put them into the cauldron.

Seeing that some people shaved off most of their hair in trepidation, Jinli nodded in satisfaction, while others only shaved off a little symbolically. Jinli's face sank again, and he pointed at those people and said to the old man, "The water god sends a flood." Drowning your family land, it is because you made mistakes first! Now I want to intercede with the water god for you, but you are so dishonest?"

"Don't dare! Don't dare!" The old man was about to cry in fright, and hurriedly turned around and yelled loudly at those ethnic groups who had little haircut.

"Those two bones... don't look like beef bones?" Zi Wang's family worked as a butcher in Chaoge, so they were naturally familiar with beef bones.

Feng Wuyi frowned, "It looks like human leg bones..."

When Chilong heard this, he glanced at Feng Wuyi, "How do you know it's a human leg bone, sir?"

"I grew up in Guifang, where there are many deserts... There are often slaves who fail to escape, their knees are cut off, their skins are peeled off, and they are dragged back to the prison to die. It is not surprising that I am familiar with it." Feng Wuyi's eyes darkened.

"You are a prince, how are you familiar with these things..." Zi Wang was terrified when he heard that.

Feng Wuyi half-jokingly said: "Because I live with those slaves, okay?"

"I don't believe it!" Zi smirked, "Which country would a prince live with a slave..."

Listening to these messages, Mo Xuan secretly memorized them one by one, without saying a word, just looking at Jin Li indifferently, to see what he was going to do next.

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"The clan will prosper, and the water god will help it! The weather will be good and the weather will be peaceful..." Jin Li took out a fire from the lamp in the temple, stood in front of the big cauldron, and said loudly: "The clan will decline, and the water god will punish it! Tianhong came to the world and thought it would be a rush!"

After drinking, the golden carp threw the fire into the tripod.

"call……"

In an instant, a flame burst out from the cauldron, like a whirlwind of fire, directly burning the hair of those people into ashes.And the two bones stand upright, keeping the flame burning.

"My generation of people, pray to King Yu, the god of water! Forgive the common people and eliminate the flood..."

The golden carp seemed to be singing loudly, but also like reciting, reciting the inscriptions high and low, and accompanied by the tone, it began to make many strange movements in front of the cauldron.

Chilong heard that Jinli was worshiping Dayu, and let out a low snort.

Behind him, some soldiers looked at the golden carp with disdain, while others looked at the sacrificial ceremony with some curiosity.

Mo Xuan took a look, those who disdain these methods of ghosts and gods are mostly old guys with sharp eyes like those who have been on the battlefield.And those who are curious are mostly young people, who have a natural curiosity about these things.

In fact, Mo Xuan was very clear about the soldier's attitude towards witchcraft and divination.

When I was in the army in my previous life, although I was Wen Zhong's personal soldier holding the flag, most of the time I would be safely located at the core position, protected by the formation and soldiers along with Wen Zhong.

But being protected does not mean that they do not know the status of those who charge forward.

Before going into battle, the army will invite priests to divination for everyone.

At the very beginning, everyone would wait with great anticipation for the priest to give the omen, and then they would know whether they could survive the battle.

But the more times we fought, the more the veterans distrusted these priests.

The battlefield on the front line is a place where one kills with one knife, one stabs with one sword, and it is a place where one's body is put to death.After a battle, many soldiers will find that the priest said he would survive, but was hacked to death.The priest said he would die, but he killed the enemy recklessly, but no one dared to confront him, and he survived!

What's more terrible, sometimes the priests will make mistakes in divining the victory and defeat of the army, which makes the soldiers distrust these priests even more, and instead trust the weapons in their hands and the command of the commander.

Just like the scene in front of you, few veterans, including Chilong, would believe that the golden carp can really recede the flood.Even if this priest knew the magic of immortality, he would never be able to withstand such a rushing and turbulent Yellow River.

"Hmph, if you really want to invite the God of Water to ward off the flood, why do you need this levee?" Behind Chilong, a veteran said so truthfully that even Mo Xuan couldn't refute it...

"Master, Duobao Toad is in some trouble, we have to go down." Wu Nu's voice suddenly came.

"What trouble?" Mo Xuan's heart sank.

"Duobao Toad couldn't hold back, and wanted to get those treasures, but touched the formation prohibition..."

Mo Xuan raised his eyes instantly, and glanced at the golden carp.

At this time, Jin Li seemed to be completely immersed in his ritual of praying to gods, without paying attention to the outside world at all.

"Where are we going?" Mo Xuan thought to himself.

"Go into the water..."

Mo Xuan was taken aback, "I'm not very good at swimming... Isn't it courting death in the Yellow River..."

"It doesn't matter, Wu Nu has the art of avoiding water, so there is no way for this mere small river to have a master."

Mo Xuan took a deep breath, "Okay, the fish demon is still presiding over the ceremony, let's go back quickly!"

After saying that, Mo Xuan greeted Feng Wuyi and Zi Huang, and motioned him to leave for a while. The two thought it would be convenient for Mo Xuan to go, so naturally they didn't pay much attention and continued to gather together, continuing to watch the golden carp and pray to the gods with high interest.

Fortunately, there were a lot of people watching, there were dozens of floors inside and outside, and Mo Xuan squeezed out from the crowd without anyone noticing.

"Just find a place to get into the water, and we can go there, right?" Mo Xuan was still a little apprehensive.

"Wu Nu can take the master there, master please rest assured."

With Wu Nu's guarantee, Mo Xuan naturally stopped thinking about it, found a river beach with dense willow forests, and walked directly into the roaring Yellow River...

At this time, in front of the water temple, Jin Li's movements and inscriptions came to an abrupt end. .

A pair of orange-yellow eyes opened sharply, pointed sharply at nearly a hundred people kneeling in front of the tripod, and shouted sharply, "The water god has life! You must sacrifice ten human sacrifices before the flood can be eliminated!" To be continued.)