Chapter 1128 The village chief’s helplessness
After breaking away from the turbulence, Du Xingyu used the wind in the vortex to push the water bubble.
The rise was quite fast. When I reached the water surface, I found that they were on the unfamiliar river surface and were far away from the place I had come down.
Fortunately, the wind in the air is more convenient than water. After identifying the direction, Du Xingyu controlled the wind and pushed the water to slide on the water. It was fast and stable, like a water skiing board, and soon saw the shadows on the shore. "They are there!" Mu Jingjing waved his hands in surprise.
Even if you know that with the ability of your senior brother and sister, you won’t easily have any accidents under the water, but you will always be anxious if you don’t see anyone. Now it's OK.
Yu Sinian finally closed the folding fan with a "pop", and said with a smile to Jin Tong, who was sitting at his feet and crying with a smile, "Stop crying, aren't you back?"
Jin Tong finally caught up with them, but before he could breathe well, he heard that Lin Fan jumped down.
She is actually not a very knowledgeable person. Even though she has been in Changtian Gate for so long, she is still a servant in charge of life. In addition, she is not so attentive in her cultivation, so she has no chance to see the true mystery of magic. So when I saw that I couldn't make any movement on the river for a long time, I collapsed on the ground.
Now that Lin Fan was safe and sound, Jin Tong had just wiped his sleeves and stood up, but when he saw a familiar figure in the distance, his nose felt sore and tears fell down again.
Shen Xiuyuan, who was comforting the villagers behind, walked forward and smiled, "I knew they must be fine, but the Erya... wasn't saved?"
Mu Jingjing looked at the red figure lying down between the two, and his smile faded. "The underwater situation is complicated, and if I really can't be saved, it's helpless."
The village chief behind trembled and said, "Immortal! This, this, isn't we blamed us?"
"Why don't you blame you?!" Before the others spoke, Jin Tong inserted his waist and slammed back, "Who put Erya in the river? Who disregarded human life under the name of the River God? Not you? Could it be us?!"
"This, this..."
"This, this..."
The village chief is also a powerful person in the village, but when faced with these immortals, he had already fought against each other and wanted to worship him. How could he say anything else to refute? Although it was their responsibility, it was irrefutable.
"What's this?!" After Jin Tong came out, he felt that the sky was high and the earth was wide, and the future was bright. Suddenly, Lin Fan jumped into the river and took risks because of these foolish people. If anyone was gone, then she...
Of course, someone would have to bear the fear of her. Jin Tong would not be polite to these ignorant farmers.
"You have all reported to the Immortal Sect, and why are you doing a river god here to marry? If you don't believe it, why do we do and let us go this time? Or do you believe in that river god more than us?" Jin Tong pointed to the river with anger.
The village chief knelt down "thump" and the villagers behind him also knelt down one by one.
"Immortals forgive me!" The village chief pointed his head, "I've been waiting for too long. We are afraid that the immortals will come up with this bad plan!"
The village chief kowtowed three times and explained in a crying voice. "There is no rain when the drought is severe, the crops are not harvested, people and animals cannot eat food, and it is difficult to even drink water now..."
Jintong saw a child behind him looking up curiously, his face was black, and his mouth was dry and bloody. Even children are like this, not to mention adults.
The anger in her heart was inexplicably extinguished, but she still shouted unhappily: "Will you come here to fetch water and irrigate?"
"Immortal!" The village chief leaned on the ground and shouted for justice. "Our village was originally irrigated by the streams branching the river, but the branches were dry, and it was too far to get water here. It took a long time to travel back and forth. Moreover, the water was mixed with mud and sand, which was not suitable for irrigation. Moreover, after the drought, the river water fell, and it was very difficult to stand on the shore to fetch water. It took nine or two tigers to get water, and it was pulled back with a ox cart, and poured it into the field. The soil was like swallowing water. It didn't change anything except the surface was darker. It took a long time to see the water color, and it was still empty in the end."
The villagers had thought of a solution. The stream behind the village had been dried, so they spent a lot of money to find someone to drill a well in the village. The well was dug, but the bucket was thrown down but the water could not be heard. It was said that it was dry water...
"The surrounding villages were as unsparable as us. The water trucks in the town could deliver water at first, but later they stopped coming. They said it was too far away." As the old village chief thought about it, he felt wronged and wiped his face. "We are poor families and don't have much money, but we didn't care much at that time. I discussed with the villagers that everyone would pay some money to give the water some benefits, so that he could come to the village to send water more every day, at least to live a life."
"As a result, I knocked on someone's door with the money, but I was pushed out, saying that someone had offended the river god, which made him unhappy. It was a punishment from heaven and a curse. Come to our place, it would be a bad luck."
The village chief was unable to ask for the town and the county.
The money was handed over, but the matter was still not resolved. For the sake of the silver, the county chief clerk said that he would try reporting to them to the Immortal Sect and ask them to go back and wait for news, but don’t be too hopeful. After all, if you are lucky, it won’t be a bad thing. If you really can't wait for someone, just solve it yourself.
"After I came back, everyone was waiting for the immortals to come every day, but they couldn't wait on the left and right. We really couldn't stand it!" The village elder burst into tears, "We don't know if you will come, and we don't know how long we will wait, so we listened to the chief clerk's method."
The chief clerk said that the river god was angry because they never worshiped, and it might be better to just give sacrifices.
How can the village chief not know that this is using people as sacrifices? But if one person can really save the whole village with his life, then it will be more cost-effective!
If it is not successful...If it is not successful, they will die sooner or later. Erya just took a step earlier.
Does the village chief regret it? Actually, it doesn't. He still doesn't think this is wrong, and he even feels that he has worked hard for the villagers to find such a solution that may really solve the problem.
They may not believe that immortals can definitely solve the problem. After all, compared with these young immortals, the river gods are all more powerful, right?
Anyone who can be a village chief is not stupid. Even if he thinks that the river god is more trustworthy, it is impossible to say it in front of the immortal.
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He was just afraid that this ritual would not be completed, and would cause bad consequences, or that the original good result would be destroyed by these immortals. I was also afraid that these immortals would condemn him by catching this matter...
The village chief has never seen a monk before, he has only heard that they are powerful, but no matter how powerful they are, they cannot be more powerful than gods. But no matter how powerful it is, it is no longer much harder to kill people like them than to trample on ants.
He didn't know what ending he would face, and he was afraid that the interrupted ceremony would make the river god even more angry and would bring greater disasters to their village.
But no matter what he thought, when these immortals appeared, they had no choice but to speak. He could only try his best to get himself out of the matter and not anger them.
The wind suddenly rose. When the villagers blocked it, they subconsciously looked up at where the wind came from, but they happened to see a column of water rising from the river, holding a transparent bubble rising high to the height of the river bank. They gently sent the bubble to the shore like a human hand, and then quietly retreated.
The bubbles dissipated, weren’t the two people standing inside the immortals who jumped into the river before? He was wet all over and was still dripping water down. The red-clothed ones on the ground between the two... they really brought Erya back!
As soon as Lin Fan came back, Jin Tong didn't care about quarreling with others. She stepped forward a few steps, but she was not as quick as Mu Jingjing, who had been standing on the shore, and had already taken out her cloak and wrapped it on Lin Fan.
Du Xingyu's body was also wet and didn't feel very comfortable, but it was a man who had no need to cover it.
Seeing that the air currents were stirring in Lin Fan's cloak, in a moment, a shallow white mist rose from the cloak, Du Xingyu also stood over and said to Mu Jingjing with a smile, "Junior Sister Mu, borrow some fire."
Mu Jingjing threw out a ball of fire casually. Du Xingyu's fingers moved slightly, the wind wrapped in the fireball and stretched it around his body for a few times, and soon the clothes were half dry. "Thank you." Du Xingyu smiled with his fists and turned around to check Erya's condition, but was blocked by a fan.
"Let the golden boy come." Yu Sinian said.
Jin Tong looked at Lin Fan with some fear. "Senior Sister..."
Lin Fan had a lot of clothes and had not yet had sex, so he nodded to Jintong: "She is not dead."