Chapter 968 The wind and rain from all directions come together to sell directly

On the Bei Canal in the early morning, there is still a layer of mist floating on the river, and the goods destined for the capital have already begun to hit the road!

The canal boat, which had been delayed for several days at the mouth of the Sancha River, connected end to end and headed north.

The fishing boat passed lightly through the endless stream of boats, but in the white mist in the distance, the sound of tambourines and drums could be heard. The fisherman stood on the bow of the boat, looked up, and saw the white mist.

Some of the colors gradually become clearer.

There was only one ship tied with hundreds of colorful ribbons, floating in the wind. The entire ship was made of willow branches and ribbons as thick as a thumb and sailed out of the fog leisurely.

There is also a person standing on the bow of the boat.

He wore a leather coat full of colorful ribbons, held a whip high in one hand, vibrated a tambourine with the other, and wore a simple and solemn Nuo mask on his head.

Behind him, also standing on the bow of the ship, were many shadowy figures, shrouded in the mist, with strange shapes, tall, short, fat and thin.

This strange scene stunned the fisherman!

The water boats on the road also gave way...

Zhigu has suffered from many floods since ancient times. People say that the sons of the Dragon King of Jiuhe fought for power and robbed each other of the water areas. They often instigated floods and flooded other dragons' rivers. Therefore, there are also various town objects on the bridges here.

On the stone bridge ahead, there is a dragon-killing sword hanging!

The rusty iron sword was tied with a rope and hung at the bottom of the bridge. On the willow boat, next to the shaman wearing a Nuo mask, a tall and thin shadow suddenly trembled all over.

There were quite a few restless figures like him on the boat. Some were short and fat with bulging bellies, making a dull sound like the sound of drums; some had their hands scratching randomly under their ribs; some were twisting around as if they had no bones in their bodies...

The shaman on the bow of the boat tapped the small drum with his whip, then stretched out his whip and pointed, and the dragon-killing sword at the bottom of the bridge suddenly reversed, and the sword tip turned towards the bridge little by little.

The stone lions at the head of the bridge facing the river all turned their heads and turned behind them.

The hemp ropes tied to the railings of the bridge broke one by one, and the copper coins held on the bridge by nails fell apart with the nails.

An old man from Zhigu was walking across the bridge. When he saw this scene, he was so frightened that he did not dare to cross the bridge again.

"Passed the dragon!"

The old man shouted: "I've passed the dragon!"

As the willow boat slowly sailed across the ancient bridge, several Xuanzhen disciples on the bridge looked at each other. The yellow cloth covering their feet had been torn, and the various magical instruments placed in the Bagua position above also had cracks.

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"The dragon-slaying sword turned upside down, and the evil-suppressing stone lion turned around. The hexagram cloth I borrowed from Cui Laodao and the Eight Immortals' magic weapon couldn't suppress him. I'm afraid it's really the shaman leader!"

The Xuanzhen disciple who presided over the ritual looked solemn.

Don't look at the dragon-slaying sword as just a broken iron stick, but the sword has fallen down three times, killing three giant pythons and dragons!

As for the evil-suppressing stone lions at the bridge head, the most famous one is of course the Marco Polo Bridge in the capital. There are 288 lions on it to suppress evil spirits and eat ghosts. But few people know that this ancient bridge on the North Canal only has 16 lions.

, but they were carved together with the lions of Marco Polo Bridge.

From the moment the stone lion was built, few monsters from the north could descend to Zhigu.

But these town objects were all destroyed at this moment.

"Hurry and tell the leader and deacons that the Northeast Shaman Leader and the Hundred Immortals have bypassed the capital and gone straight to Zhigu City!"

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At this time, under the lock bridge on the Haihe River, the soldiers guarding the lock also heard a dull sound coming from under the bridge.

It's like something knocked on the sluice gate of the river...

The soldiers patrolling the river looked over and saw that the river was dark green and turbid, with messy water plants floating at the bottom. It was really hard to see anything. At this moment, the movement of the gates was getting louder and louder, and the soldiers were cautiously moving.

Take a bamboo pole and poke it.

At this time, a pale face looked up and slowly emerged from the water.

It was a dead man, his face had been wrinkled by soaking, his eyes were open, extremely muddy and lifeless, and he stared blankly at the soldiers patrolling the river.

Even though the river patrol soldiers had seen countless weird things, and the ones they chose were all daring, they couldn't help but feel weak at this moment.

Because on the entire section of the Haihe River, corpses were floating densely, like pedestrians passing by...

The old oil man next to him trembled: "Open the gate!"

Before the younger soldier from the river patrol camp came to his senses, the veteran elbowed him in the ribs: "Hurry up and open the gate! People are crossing!"

In the early morning, a nest was blown up by the Haihe River. Just the day before yesterday, a female corpse was fished out, which was accompanied by the legend of a water monkey. But today, densely packed corpses went upstream, and one by one, floating corpses went against the current until they reached the mouth of the Sancha River.

Even the sluice gates of the city's rivers were opened inexplicably.

Some people saw shadowy figures swimming upstream in the waterway leading from the sluice to the city...

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The paddle wheels on both sides of the small steamer were turning, and a group of foreign devils with tall noses and deep eyes stood on the bow, staring at the densely packed corpses floating on the river.

The foreign gentleman in formal attire, wearing a wig and a formal dress, looked at these floating corpses with an unpredictable expression, his blue eyes as deep as the sea.

"Archbishop Menor fell and became a heretic of the Original Sin Sect!"

"Menor is very smart. It is the most difficult thing for the church to stop and interfere with the ceremony of the coming of the Son of Original Sin in this ancient and decadent empire in the East. Moreover, many mysterious organizations and countries in the Western Continent are even happy to see it. After all, all the people who died are

Orientals."

The Ambassador straightened his tie and said with a relaxed expression.

The gentleman had a different attitude: "But they will eventually return to the Western Continent."

"If we don't stop him this time, he will make us pay a greater price next time he returns to the Iris Kingdom and Camelot..."

"Our mission is to bring the corpse of the evil god to the Emperor of the East. After our struggle, he will rent out the land in the port city and give us the right to govern in exchange. The King of the Deep Sea has stayed on our ship for too long, sailors

They are all very uneasy, many of them have hallucinations, and..." Da used a handkerchief to cover his nose: "Those low-class people are getting more and more smelly!"

The ambassador was talking about the fishy smell of the sea that smelled like salted fish on the sailors.

Even though sailors were not allowed to enter the place where noble people lived, there was still a vague fishy smell lingering in the ambassador's nose.

"The King of the Deep Sea is the most difficult one. Even with the Holy Sisters of the Church watching, his erosion is becoming more and more serious. We don't even know whether he is dead or alive..." the ambassador sighed.

"After all, he is the most widely worshiped evil god of the deep sea. He has his followers from the East to the West, from the Old World to the New World. The one we are transporting now is just an evil god believed in the southern islands of the ocean. He has left the land of his belief.

I feel much more at ease." The gentleman showed a smile and looked at the bottom of the steamer.

There were more than a dozen ascetics there, never leaving the smoky bottom cabin, even though the ambassador thought that the environment there had reached a point unsuitable for human survival.

A gold cabinet is locked with iron chains in the middle surrounded by ascetics.

It imitates the Ark of the Holy Covenant and is filled with the story of the Holy Savior of the Holy Church.

The small steamer arrived at the mouth of the Sancha River and was about to sail to the North Canal. Suddenly, no matter how the paddle wheels on both sides of the ship turned, the ship could not move forward even half a step.

"Let the mechanic check it quickly!"

The ambassador quickly ordered.

The chief engineer climbed out of the cabin sweating profusely and reported: "The engineer did not find any mechanical abnormalities, but there was a force holding the ship and preventing us from moving forward."

"The monk thinks that the power comes from the golden cabinet, and it is the evil god who is afraid!"

In the cabin, the ascetics were in chaos. Many of them held up silver lamp pendants and sacred triangles and chanted sutras in front of the golden ark.

But the force only grew stronger and stronger, and finally the entire steamer was pulled backwards.

The boat was traveling backwards and knocked over the boat behind it...

"He is afraid!" The gentleman stared at the mouth of the Sancha River: "The scholars are indeed right. The evil gods are indeed afraid of what is buried here. Under this river mouth, there is a supreme power that rejects all evil gods!"

"Even Dagon, the King of the Deep Sea, is like this... Only Si Chen's power can do this!"

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The Ziya River rushes into the sea and merges into the Hai River at the mouth of the Sancha River.

And the upper reaches of the Ziya River is the mysterious "Nine Rivers" that cannot be described in the whole of Zhigu!

Everyone says that Zhigu is located at the lower end of Jiuhe River, but there are probably not many people who can name Jiuhe River. Some people say that Jiuhe River refers to Tuhai River, Taishi River, Majia River, Fufu River and Husu River.

The nine rivers, Jian River, Jie River, Goupan River, and Lijin River, are the nine rivers that the ancient Yellow River divided into nine rivers from Mengjin to the north.

Jiuhe refers to the nine rivers opened by Dayu in the ancient era of King Yu, which poured into the Yellow River.

It is also the location of the River Map, known as the Ancient Yu River!

A strange thing happened in Ziya River today. A boat fished out a stone man from the river, about half a man tall, with one eye like a pillar.

The stone man's face had been blurred by the impact of the current, and he was bought by a businessman from the north for a large sum of money.

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"The 13,600th tape-out failure!"

Qian Chen once again pulled away from the upside-down time of the Kunlun Mirror, stared at the light of the Deng Father at the top of the universe, and concluded: "Using the True Illusion Dao Fruit to sacrifice this world is ultimately a trap for myself, and even I have

I don’t know which of the laws of the universe are true and which are illusions.”

"Which ones will be proven true and false, and which ones will be refined and false into true."
To be continued...