Chapter 727: Comforting

Chapter 728: Comfort Well

"The river god is angry!"

"Run, run!"

"Chen Yi, forget about the boat, run!"

"Boy, are you going to die?"

The waves rushed to the pier, and the fishermen in Yixing Town fled in panic. Some wanted to tie their boats tighter to avoid being washed away, but they were pulled back by someone. Looking at their boats swaying and the huge waves on the river, their courage was like a punctured fish bladder, exhausted and shrunken, and they turned around to run for their lives.

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Bang bang bang!

Every household closed the doors and windows and bolted the doors.

The wind roared like a beast, the wind and rain were swaying, and the tiles fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

The entire Jianghuai Lake was shaking, and the waves collided in the air into foam.

The big monster in the water dug through the mud and sand and went into the cave, fearing that the innocent people would be harmed.

Jiangchuan County.

The mermaids huddled in the canyon and hugged each other for comfort.

Quan Linghan surfaced, looked at the intersecting figures in the sky, and clenched his fists nervously.

Why did they fight?

Leng Peilin, the leader of the Leng tribe, was sweating profusely and looked terrified: "Brother Quan, it is true that the mermaids and humans in Jiangchuan County live happily together, but your demon king is restless!"

Quan Ling was speechless.

In order to repay Liang Qu for the dividends of the mermaid silk he gave up, he tried his best to finally invite the leader of the Leng tribe to live in Jianghuai for a while to help him make a decision to move. Unexpectedly, Dashun's attitude was revealed, and he encountered such a situation when he was about to succeed.

"This is not common, not to mention that the demon king seems to be close but is far away, and can't reach us..."

The big wave came.

Leng Peilin dodged, totally unconvinced: "We have lived together for half a month, and it is such a coincidence that I caught up with him?"

Quan Linghan was ashamed: "Is it really such a coincidence? My clan has lived here for almost a year and has never encountered one. The Jianghuai Demon King does not move much on weekdays..."

"Don't mention it again. Let's talk about the relocation in two days!"

"Eh..."

There was a storm outside the courtyard, but it was calm inside Liang's house. The mist from the hot spring was not slanted at all.

The big beaver stretched out its claws, stroked its hair back, grabbed the towel and turned over, half of its back floated on the water. Long Yao and Long Li wrapped themselves in bath towels and poked it with branches through the wooden window. The big beaver scratched its butt and floated to the next wooden house.

"Why did it come from the south?"

Long Pingjiang looked at the night sky, his pupils illuminated by lightning.

Beiyu went to the Dragon Palace, but was intercepted by the Frog King and the Turtle King. The route in the middle was 108,000 miles away from Pingyang Prefecture. The three demon kings fought across half of the Yangtze and Huaihe Rivers?

"Maybe it was intentional."

Liang Qu guessed.

If the Martial Saint and the Dragon could not fight, then Beiyu, Nanwa, and Xigui would definitely fight.

Beiyu wanted to show the Dragon that there was a reason for not coming; Nanwa and Xigui wanted to show Dashun that the benefits were not taken for nothing.

They hit it off immediately, and the bigger the noise, the better, and it would be best if the whole Pingyang Prefecture could see it clearly.

"Thanks to the elder's foresight, he called the wind and rain to drive the fishermen ashore, otherwise it would be dangerous." Long Binglin praised.

"Prepare for a rainy day."

Long Binglin's respect came from the heart.

Dragons, white apes, ghost mothers, sea merchants, seafaring martial saints... It was clear that all the causes and effects were caused by Liang Qu, but when the incident broke out, they seemed to be in the eye of a hurricane, quiet and peaceful.

All the events seemed to be caused by fate, but Liang Qu firmly grasped the messy threads, waiting for the wind and rain to stop, and then caught the big fish that was caught.

Bang, bang, bang.

The door knocker rang.

"Master Liang!"

"Villager Chen?"

Liang Qu heard the way out, jumped out of the pool, grabbed Long Lingxiao and left the pond.

Outside the hall.

The wet raincoat was hung on the rack, and the water droplets formed a thin line, gathering into a small puddle.

"Mr. Chen, please sit down. It's raining so hard outside. Why are you not staying at home? Why are you looking for me in the rain? It's so dangerous. Xinglai, make a cup of hot tea!"

Chen Zhaoan put down his bamboo hat, let Fan Xinglai help him sit down, and took two deep breaths.

"No need for hot tea, Lord Liang, you should have seen the situation outside, maybe some big monsters fighting or something like that. I have lived in Yixing Town all my life and don't understand the ins and outs of this, but the waves on the pier have washed the fish ashore, which is very scary.

You just said that the River God Festival on June 6th will be postponed, but you haven't said when it will be postponed. The villagers are unsure. After what happened today, I am afraid that bad news will spread after a long time."

"Does anyone blame me?"

Liang Qu postponed the River God Festival, not on a whim.

The main concern is that he will steal another wave of dragons before "finding trouble". The time interval is too close, which will stimulate the other party's rebellious psychology, and the confrontation will turn into a real fight, and real fighting will inevitably result in bloodshed.

If things get out of hand, the good will turn into a bad.

However, after the postponement, the experience of the River God's anger is indeed easy to trigger villagers' associations.

"That's not the case. If the villagers want to complain, they should blame me. I just want to ask clearly so that the villagers can have an idea in their mind and avoid being worried all day long."

Chen Zhaoan is not stupid. It is true that Liang Qu postponed the river god sacrifice, but the reason he gave to the villagers was that the annual sacrifice could not be easily changed, so in order to wait for Liang Qu's injury to heal, "he" took the initiative to postpone the river god sacrifice.

"Do it. The river god sacrifice is the root of our Yixing people. It must be held." Liang Qu stood up and looked outside the house. "Before tonight, if Mr. Chen came to find me, I really might not be able to give an answer."

Chen Zhaoan heard the implication: "When will it be held? I will prepare it now."

"Tomorrow at noon!"

Liang Qu grinned,

"Since the river god is angry, we, the fishermen in the water village, must naturally appease it."

...

The next day.

The sky is clear and the morning sun is warm.

Wild cats jumped onto the eaves with small fish in their mouths, and government officials carried wooden buckets and gongs to smear paste on the walls and post the curfew dates for this year's Binghuo Day to warn nearby villagers.

It rained heavily one night, but the morning in June was not too hot, and the river breeze was even a bit cool.

However, upon closer inspection, the pier along the coast of Pingyang Prefecture is full of mess, and the gaps between the bricks and stones are filled with dense foam.

The shriveled dead fish was choked by algae. In just a moment, it was covered with flies. It could not be smelled from a distance, but the stench rose to the sky when it was close.

"One, two, three, get up!"

The chants are uniform.

Shangrao Pier is full of fishermen, working together in groups to salvage sunken ships and drag them to the shore to dry.

"Hey, this one isn't broken either! It's fine!"

"How strange!"

“Everyone’s boat is here, it must be the river god’s blessing!”

There were huge waves last night, and many small fishing boats were swept into the water. Fortunately, they were tied with ropes, and when they were fished out this morning, they were not damaged too much. It was so magical that the river god's anger suddenly turned into the river god's blessing, and he was full of hope for the rest of his life. joy.

"Do you have anything to spare? Come with me to the Drum Tower to move the drum!"

Chen Zhaoan's grandson Chen Tongmin stood on the shore and waved to the young man in the water.

The villagers in Shuili straightened up and said, "Brother Min, what are you doing with the big drum? Is there a big festival today?"

"Ha, you guessed it right. Mr. Liang has recovered from his illness. Let's worship the River God today!"

Sacrifice to the river god!

The young men immediately became excited and rushed to the shore.

"I'll do it!"

"I'll go! Don't fight with me!"

"We have enjoyed the protection of the River God, so we must be grateful!"

"Yes! Thank you very much!"

…

Jianghuai Dragon Palace.

The coral tree is in full bloom and the orange light is clear.

The big green snake and the big blood-red snake opened the treasure house door and selected suitable treasures.

Seeing the big blood-red snake wrap around a treasure lotus, the big green snake swung its tail to stop it: "The king said, this matter is all related to the white ape. It will definitely get a share of the pie afterwards, and the water-type treasure plants cannot give it."

The blood-red snake was silent: "Eighty percent of the treasures in Dragon Palace are of water attribute. Without water attribute, the overall value may be higher. Even so?"

There are good and bad medicines.

Even if the human race proposes grading, there will still be distinctions between superior and inferior in the same grade. Naturally, you have to choose the ones with stuck lines, but it will be difficult to get together if you don't have water attributes.

"The king said that the demon king next to him will be replaced. In short, the benefits must not be earned by the white ape."

Jiaolong gave this order, and his generals had no objections.

The big blood-red snake put down Baolian and walked all the way inside.