"Senior, if that's what you really mean."
"Why would I wait until you come down the mountain before going?"
Seeing the self-blame and pain on his face, Chen Yulou sighed and patted him gently. down his shoulders.
"Brother Yang Fang, it's better not to think too much. Senior Jin Abacus, Jiren Tianxiang, might be like Elder Luochen, living in seclusion in some mountain."
Hearing this.
Yang Fang was slightly startled, and a glimmer of hope flashed deep in his eyes.
But...
The next moment.
The fire was restored and dimmed.
He knows the master’s character and methods very well.
The two of them can be said to be of the same origin.
If nothing happens, he is definitely not the kind of person who is willing to remain silent and have a green light and a yellow scroll.
And.
If it were in the past, he might have thought the same way.
But ever since Kuanglu Mountain and his party learned the truth about Uncle Tie Mo Tou’s tragic death outside Luoyang City from Master Bo Lochen.
He actually understood that if you touch the golden captain, you will live or die together. This sentence is by no means groundless.
The master is cautious though.
But if you often walk by the river, how can your shoes not get wet?
"Thank you for your comfort."
"I appreciate Yang Fang..."
With a trace of bitterness in the corners of his eyes, Yang Fang held his fists and cupped his hands towards several people.
"It's just that everyone has their own destiny, and it's completely unreasonable."
"I also figured it out, but as a disciple, no matter what, you have to see people in life and death."
"Yang Fang can't thank you enough for being able to come here with me. As for the trip to Longling..."
Yang Fang's face showed seriousness, "It's better to let me go alone. Just go.”
He thought clearly.
Masters from Longling Dadou Company even lost their horses and fell into the ditch. You can imagine how dangerous that place is.
Shopkeeper Chen and the others can accompany him to this point, which is already a great deal of righteousness.
Not to mention, in the past few months after entering Chenjiazhuang, it would be difficult for him to be where he is today without just a few people.
He Yang Fang will never drag these people into the water, otherwise, wouldn’t he become an unkind and unjust person?
"What are you talking about?"
Chen Yulou frowned and said in rare anger.
"Is it possible that we just can't bear to wait in your eyes?"
He finished his words.
The angry voice of the old foreigner also sounded.
"That's right, what kind of nonsense are you talking about? We have never seen any dangers like entering Jingjue, Zhengu Shen, Demon-breaking Tower, demons, evil gods, evil ghosts, what kind of dangers have we seen along the way, so what are we afraid of in a mere Dragon Ridge?"< br>
“Taking this step today is nothing more than cutting off one’s robe and severing one’s righteousness.”
“Brother Yang Fang, these words are indeed a bit excessive. If we were ungrateful people, we would not change in the first place. The Tao is here."
"This..."
I saw several people speaking out.
Yang Fang, who had always been carefree, his eyes instantly turned red with tears in the corners of his eyes.
He has been traveling around the world for some time.
From the beginning, I was full of enthusiasm, but later on, I saw a lot of darkness in the world, and the sinister hearts of people. The enthusiasm gradually cooled down, and I no longer had the naive ignorance at the beginning.
But from Chen Yulou, Partridge Whistle, Kunlun, Lao Yangren, as well as Hua Ling, Red Girl, and Guaizi, he once again felt what it meant to be unrestrained and passionate chivalry.
“Today we will treat you as if you are in a hurry and talking nonsense.”
He patted him hard on the back.
Chen Yulou shook his head and smiled.
"However, there is one thing, two things, and there is no three. There can be no next time."
As he spoke, he jumped onto his horse and glanced at Yang Fang, who looked slightly stunned, "Alright? What are you doing standing around? Time is urgent and there is no room for any delay. Let’s get to Longling as soon as possible.”
“Oh… Okay.”
Hear this.
Yang Fang finally came to his senses.
I felt that the blood all over my body became hot instantly. I nodded heavily, grabbed the saddle and jumped into the air. Facing the cold wind carrying the vapor of the Yellow River between heaven and earth, I raised my head and swallowed back my tears.
“Let’s go!”
Chen Yulou waved his hand.
time.
The thunderous sound of horse hooves echoed throughout the ancient city.
Under the curious and amazed eyes of others, the group walked out of the city gate, followed the ancient road on the bank of the Yellow River, all the way north, and headed straight to Gulan County.
Tell the truth.
Before coming here, Chen Yulou was still a little nervous and didn't know how to tell Yang Fang about this.
now.
This result is actually good.
Brought out the Longling Tomb through the words of Meng Huaiyi.
The next step is going to be much smoother.
I just don’t know if Yang Fang can bear such a blow when that scene comes.
By watching the tide, I glanced behind me from the corner of my eye.
He was sitting on the horse with a dull expression, and there was a trace of deep sadness in his eyebrows. He was completely different from the careless, heartless young man in the past.
Same.
Although compared to a few of them.
Yang Fang’s time in the world is still short.
But compared to ordinary people, he has also experienced countless things.
How can I not guess it.
Or rather.
In the attic of the Meng family, I had already vaguely sensed Master Meng’s surprise.
He has been down the mountain for so many years.
The master has never appeared in the world.
Seeing this situation, Chen Yulou sighed secretly. When they were in the ancient city of Hanzhong, they parted ways. The atmosphere was heart-wrenching, let alone the real separation of life and death?
Being in this business.
Everyone says that poverty and hunger are more terrible than death.
He lost a big scar on his head, but eighteen years later he became a good man again.
But when death actually comes, how many people can face it calmly?
Even Chen Yulou himself couldn't do it.
So, he didn’t say anything else. It was okay to leave him alone, but he didn’t forget to cast a look at Kunlun and the old foreigner, telling them to look after him.
Beyond me is the fast and dangerous river.
In case you are too distracted.
Fell into water.
Even if nothing happens to him with his strength, it is not a good thing after all.
The two nodded, one on the left and one on the right, just surrounding him in the middle.
See this situation.
Chen Yulou then felt relieved and looked out at the river outside. On the winter water, ice cubes were wrapped in mud and rolled down the river.
From time to time, you can see large boats chasing the water.
In the water waves raised, you can also see big fish rising through the waves.
Seeing this scene, he suddenly remembered that Jin Abacus entered Longling to build the temple with the help of the Iron-headed Dragon King. I wonder if during this trip, he would have a chance to see the great monster in the water?
Except for dragons and turtles.
Since ancient times.
The Yellow River is mysterious and unknown.
There are too many secrets hidden under the sand.
Just what he knew were ghost coffins, dragon bones, stone figures in the river, and carp jumping over the dragon gate to transform into a dragon.
These rumors are spreading and spreading.
Not only in the market, but also widely recorded in county annals along the Yellow River, making it difficult to distinguish the true from the false.
"Brother Taoist, I heard you say before that the seniors of the Bishan lineage found a big cauldron in the Yellow River, and that's how the Muchen Bead solved the ghost curse?"
Suddenly.
Chen Yulou seemed to have thought of something, and he followed the partridge whistle in front of him and whispered in a low voice.
Compared to the big demon, dragon bones, and coffins.
In order to suppress the constant flooding of the Yellow River, the strange objects that have sunk into it in the past dynasties made him even more curious.
At this moment, Partridge Whistle was sitting on his horse, staring at the river in trance. Hearing this, he did not hesitate, but nodded subconsciously.
“Yes, that must have happened during the Northern Song Dynasty.”
“At that time, the Yellow River was flooded and its banks burst downstream, and a large cauldron emerged from the water. There are four legs under it, and there are mysterious cicada patterns engraved on the tripod. People at that time thought it was the Nine tripod left by Dayu to control the floods. "
"This matter caused a lot of fuss. Senior Bishan went to the local area after hearing about it. As a result, I unexpectedly found an inscription on the tripod.”
"It is recorded that Wu Ding found a jade eyeball stained with gold liquid from the collapsed mountain."
Partridge Whistle narrated lightly.
Compared to the past, now when he mentions ghost curses and Muchen Beads, there is no restlessness and pain, only endless peace.
"What happened to the big cauldron in the end?"
"I don't know about that." Partridge Whistle shook his head, "I guess it either re-entered the water or was taken back by the government."
He had only heard about this through oral tradition among his tribe.
About the whereabouts of the bronze tripod.
He really doesn’t know.
"Since ancient times, the only things used to control water are copper bulls, iron rhinoceros, and stone vipers. It is rare to use a tripod to avoid water."
Chen Yulou raised his eyebrows.
The Northern Song Dynasty was so long ago that the bronze tripod was nowhere to be found, which made sense, so he just asked casually.
Just curious.
Water-suppressing beasts, like tomb-suppressing beasts, are not uncommon.
Not only the Yellow River, but also almost all large and small water bodies can be seen.
But most of them are related to water, either the five elements belong to water, or they belong to dragon.
"Perhaps someone pushed him into it deliberately."
Hearing what he said, Partridge Whistle shrugged.
When he was crossing the Yellow River, he heard from an old ferryman that there were many customs along the Yellow River, and there were even evil sacrifices such as sinking boys and girls into the water.
“Yes.”
Chen Yulou nodded.
Don't continue to struggle with this matter.
Because it is the cold winter season, except for fishing boats, there are hardly many people on the shore.
Plus they are in a hurry to get on their way.
I don’t have much thought to enjoy the scenery.
If it were in the past, with such a scene, not only staying for a few days, but at least taking a boat into the river and watching the tidal surge of the river would be of great benefit to practice.
Along the way.
In addition to eating, feeding the horses, and taking a short rest.
The five of them almost never sleep.
The Golden Crow fell to the west, and when the sky was getting dark, we finally entered the boundary of Gulan County.
Like Yang County, Gulan also lives near the water, but in terms of terrain, it is closer to northern Shaanxi than Yang County.
The loess plateau landforms are visible to the naked eye.
Stop by the Yellow River, you can even see large areas of cliffs falling and rolling into the river, setting off large waves, which are swallowed up in a blink of an eye. It makes people feel chilly.
The ancient trees on the cliff are still like this.
Not to mention people?
In such rapids and huge tides, it would be easy to capsize a large ship.
No wonder I hardly saw many people along the way.
"Go into the city and find someone to ask for directions."
Chen Yulou looked away, his eyes unable to hide the complexity.
The longer you practice, the more intuitive your fear of heaven and earth becomes than ordinary people.
Wind, rain, thunder and lightning, the sky collapsed.
In front of them, humans are really too weak.
"Okay."
Hear this.
Several people behind him responded.
After running all the way, Yang Fang gradually returned to calm.
He also knew that something had happened, and the next thing to do was to face it calmly.
If God bless, the master is really just trapped in the mountains, there is still a chance to save people. But if something unexpected happens, as a disciple, he will take the master's remains out no matter what.
I have been busy all my life.
The fallen leaves must return to their roots.
The horse is walking along the mountain road. Looking up, there are loess hills all over the place, with very few grass and trees. Most of the people seen along the way are not very good.
Follow the official road and enter the city.
A few people found a roadside restaurant.
Compared with the prosperous scenery of Yangxian Wharf where thousands of sailboats pass by, except for fishing ferries, there are almost no water transport wharves or sailing ferries in Gulan County.
The store is even more depressed.
You know, it is dinner time now, and apart from a few of them, there is no one else. This is obviously wrong.
After the boss finished serving the food, he leaned on the counter with his chin clenched in a sad expression, like an eggplant beaten by frost, unable to lift up any energy.
Chen Yulou took advantage of the situation and asked.
“From your accent, are you from other places?”
Seeing them asking, the boss finally became interested. After receiving a positive reply, he even pulled off the towel on his shoulders and pulled it He took a chair and sat aside.
“It’s normal for you to come from afar and not know the whole story.”
"We are depressed and lonely...not because of anything else."
"It is said that we have offended the Dragon King in the river!"
Seeing that he said it seriously.
The eyes of the people eating at the table suddenly met invisibly.
“Living on water to drink water has been a custom for thousands of years, how can you still offend the Dragon King?”
Chen Yulou pretended to be curious, holding the wine cup and taking a sip and asked.
“Who says otherwise.”
“We have been offering sacrifices to the Dragon King for at least several hundred years. Every year around the Mid-Autumn Festival, we kill three animals and fire cannons in worship on the bank of the Yellow River.”
“This happens every year.”
“The Dragon King bless us with good weather and a good harvest.”
"But..."
Speaking of this, the boss slapped his forehead with a complicated face, "A few years ago, a big fish suddenly rushed up from Zhangjiawan. It was as high as a second-story building."< br>
“Not only Gulan County, but also the surrounding villages and towns were all alarmed. Even high-ranking officials from the provincial capital came down.”
“For more than half a month, people gathered around to watch the excitement. It’s overwhelming, but no one can explain why. To be honest, I have lived by the Yellow River for decades, but I have never heard of such a big fish in the river.”
"Later, when the fish were rotten, the stench could spread for dozens of miles."
"But no one dares to move, just in case something goes wrong."
Iron-Headed Dragon King? !
Listen to his dictation and gestures.
The expressions of the people at Partridge Whistle were even more shocking.
More than ten meters and two stories high, even though they had seen a lot, they could not imagine what kind of monster it was.
Even the old turtle seen in the Nanpan River that day seemed to be nothing more than that.
“It’s also strange.”
“For several years after the death of the big fish, not a drop of rain fell in Gulan County. Due to the drought, the farmers lost their harvest. I don’t know how many people have been displaced and their families have been destroyed.”
The old foreigner frowned, “Is the drought related to that big fish?”
“No!”
The boss gritted his teeth and continued.
“Until seven or eight years ago, a fortune teller came to Youtian County. He went to the government office and said that the big fish in Zhangjiawan was actually the Iron-headed Dragon King in the Yellow River.”
“I have lived in the water for thousands of years.”
“Now I am dying violently, offending the Dragon King, which has led to a three-year drought in Gulan County, and the red land has been thousands of miles away.”
"What he said was so true that no one dared not believe it, so they asked him what to do."
"The fortune teller said that it is necessary to build a Dragon King temple with dragon bones, worship at all times, and keep the incense burning, so that this matter can be over. Everyone in the county was frightened by him, and the big households even donated money to build the temple."
The words have come to this point.
The people at the table looked at each other, and there were already vague guesses in their hearts.
"Then boss...where is the temple?"
"I wonder if we can go and have a look?"
Although the boss was surprised that a few of them, outsiders, would be interested in the Dragon King Temple, it was normal to worship mountains and water and burn incense at the temple.
"Of course it is possible."
"But... the temple is quite far away, deep in Longling, that is, in the Panshe Slope area. If you want to go, you'd better wait until tomorrow. It's about to get dark today, and the road there is not easy to walk, there are big potholes, and they will disappear as soon as you step down." (End of Chapter)