Chapter 22 Where did my river god go?
As the loud slogan of "Sacrifice to the River God" was shouted, Chu Xun directly grabbed the golden boy and beautiful girl in his hand, pointed it in the direction of the center of the lake, and threw it violently.
The two little dolls seemed to be disturbed by the yin energy. They stopped crying or making trouble for a while. The little spirituality in their bodies seemed to be washed away. In the blink of an eye, they turned into He picked up ordinary gold and jade articles, hovered in the air, and landed in Baishou Lake with a splash.
Across the lake, seeing that the Wenxiang Gang had already taken action, Xu Fugui did not dare to delay and directly waved his hand:
"Send the two newlyweds into the bridal chamber!"
The four men under him stopped on some sliding logs that had been set up by the river. As soon as they let go, the sedan fell directly on the top of the sliding logs, and then plunged into the lake.
The entire sedan was submerged in the water, and a few pieces of red cloth floated up along the current, but the people were completely missing, and not even air bubbles floated up.
Seeing this scene, Xu Fugui knew that his sacrifice to the river god was a success.
Next, all you need to do is wait for the River God’s response.
It is noon now. Generally speaking, it does not take long for the river god to respond after receiving the sacrifices. Sometimes he is angry and asks them to prepare a new batch, and sometimes he comes out to tell them They were well prepared this time, and he was very happy.
However, this time, Xu Fugui waited for a stick of incense.
It seems...
Nothing happened.
What's going on?
Xu Fugui was a little dumbfounded.
Seeing that there are no ripples or bubbles on the lake, and there is no change in the weather, there is really no intention of the river god coming out.
Is it possible that the opposite gangster Wen Xiang is evil? So that he can't even summon the River God?
Across the entire Baishou Lake, Xu Fugui glanced into the distance.
He could clearly see that nothing happened on Chu Xun's side on the other side of the lake. The River God did not go to their side, nor did they take down the altar and leave.
In other words,
The Wenxiang Gang didn't recruit the River God?
This?
Where did a river god like me go?
Xu Fugui felt that he had lost his direction for a moment.
On the other side of the lake, Chu Xun was obviously even more unable to accept this situation.
He hurried to the lake and knelt down on the wet mud, breathing heavily:
"Master River God, Master River God, where are you?" "Why don't you come out? Didn't you make an agreement with the noble man before?"
He shouted for a long time, but there was no response, and he finally turned his attention to him. Among the gauze tents.
"Don't panic." Mr. Zhao's voice came out from the gauze curtain. He seemed to be calculating a few points, and suddenly said "Hey":
"In this lake There is no more river god?”
"What?!"
Chu Xun's eyes widened in disbelief.
I spent so much money and used so many tricks to get the golden boy and the beautiful girl. Didn’t it mean that as long as I took it, it would come out and make me a local gangster in Qingzhou City?
How much effort I spent on this, how many deceptions I took, how many doors I ran through, and how many people I killed!
I even sold my ditch, but the river god ran away? !
Then wouldn’t it be possible for me to drive Bai Laohui out?
Then wouldn’t I...
I’m going to die! ?
Chu Xun cried twice towards the lake shore, coughed several times, squeezed out a few rat bones from his throat, and spit them into the lake.
Looking at the bones gradually sinking to the bottom of the lake, Chu Xun felt as if the jar had been smashed, feeling bitter and astringent, and feeling dizzy.
He was like a corpse, staggering towards the green gauze tent.
Brushing away the layers of gauze with his hands, Chu Xun felt like he had entered a deep maze with no visible bottom. He didn't know how far he walked inside, and finally came to the center of the gauze tent.
There is a table and a chair. There is a piece of wood and a fan on the table, and a paper man is placed on the chair. Where can I see Mr. Zhao? ?
It was as if even what he said in the tent just now was just Chu Xun's illusion.
This was the trick of the storyteller behind the tent. Mr. Zhao used a low-grade thing to get away with it.
He Chu Xun is just an abandoned son!
"Ha...hahahaha!"
Chu Xun suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed three times. It seemed that something was gone in his heart, and then he coughed suddenly and spit out one in his mouth. Milky white cloudy pill.
The round pill is like a bright moon, flying half a foot in the air, falling to the ground and bouncing twice, and finally rolled around and stopped on the bluestone.
The vitality in Chu Xun's body also dissipated quickly, and he became shriveled up in an instant. He slumped to the ground and looked no longer alive.
......
By the river, Zuo Chen watched both sides throwing their respective sacrifices into the lake, feeling that time was almost up.
He first turned his head to look at Liu Leizi:
"Boss, the Bai Laohui of Qingzhou City is doing whatever they want in the north of the city. It is difficult to get help, and they place their energy on the illusory river god. Don't you think, Are you, Zhengjiu Escort Agency, more suitable to take over his position?”
Liu Lezi had been around for a long time and was very shrewd. After hearing Zuo Chen's words, his expression changed several times, and then he looked towards the center of the lake.
“But we offer sacrifices to the River God every year...”
“Of course you won’t have to sacrifice to the River God in the future,” Zuo Chen said: “The so-called River God can’t compare to the fishermen. We have both hands?”
Liu Lezi’s heart trembled when he heard this, not because Zuo Chen’s words made sense, but because he no longer had to sacrifice to the river god.
The aristocratic family can't say this, they don't have the ability.
The vassal kings may be able to say this. They are capable enough, but they look down on a small place like Qingzhou.
Taoist Master,
that’s all you can say!
Making the decision, Liu Leizi nodded one after another:
"Don't worry, Taoist Master, I won't worship the river god anymore."
He hesitated again: "Then I'll go back and call someone first?"
"Go ahead."
With the approval, Liu Lezi ran towards the escort office as happily as if he were in heaven. He actually managed to use it all at once to travel thousands of miles a day.
From a distance, it looks like a horse running.
"Taoist Master, you want to seek Qingzhou City." Cai Yi asked Zuo Chen.
But Zuo Chen shook his head and said:
"How is it possible? I will leave Qingzhou City tomorrow. I just think that the person in charge of Qingzhou City now is a person who catches two children and throws them into the river every year, no OK.”
“Ah! I’m leaving tomorrow!” Caiyi didn’t listen at all. In one sentence: "Can you take me with you?"
"I thought you would choose to stay in Qingzhou City."
"I'll keep this as a hammer." Cai Yi chuckled. : "I have no way of making a living here, and I don't have a good Zhuangzi, so why don't I learn my skills from you, Taoist Master."
"Then wait for me on the shore first." Zuo Chen lifted up his Taoist robe, used the Turtle Breathing Technique, and carried his bamboo basket on his back.
"Taoist Master? What are you?"
"Save people and get some travel expenses."
He stepped into the water with one foot, and the waves automatically separated to both sides. , opened a way for him to come out.
(End of this chapter)