Unscrupulous neighbors

The man stood in place and waited for a while, but the dragon still didn't respond. Hang Rui felt his eyes turn and knew that the man had turned and left. He walked slowly, step by step, along the stream to the village , it seems that he chose to give up.

Even if no one would hear, Hang Rui shouted anxiously: "Why don't you try again? Try again, maybe it will agree! For those children, try again!"

"Because it is no longer willing to guard this world."

Hang Rui was stunned, and realized that this person might be talking to him, and the words that Hang Rui hadn't shouted out just choked in his throat.

"Although I don't know who you are, I can feel a powerful divine power in you."

Divine power?

Hang Rui thought, how can I have any supernatural power as a mortal?If you have to say yes, it can only be brought by the golden thread that Ying Chen gave.

The man casually sat down on a stone by the stream, with gentle movements and a soft tone, as if talking to himself, he said: "You feel very kind to me, as if you have known each other."

In fact, Hang Rui also felt the same way, but Hang Rui found that this illusion is very different from the previous mural illusion. At that time, he saw those untouchable illusions from the perspective of others, but now it is a main visual angle, just like Like playing a VR game, possessing this person.

Even knowing that this person is a witch and should have some abilities different from ordinary people, Hang Rui still feels a little magical. He is not a person of the same era as him, but just a ray of consciousness after a thousand years. How does this person perceive many things? What about myself in the next year?Or is it just a memory and has nothing to do with the past?

"Are you...are you going to give up?" Hang Rui asked, only to realize that he was just a spectator in the illusion, and he had no right to intervene in this matter, or it would be useless even if he intervened, but he still couldn't help but want to persuade, "Try again, maybe there will be hope?"

The man shook his head and said, "Seven days ago, when Ying Long suddenly fell here, I thought I saw hope."

"Yinglong?" Hang Rui asked puzzledly, "Is there any difference between Yinglong and Qinglong?"

"There is a dragon with scales, a horned dragon with horns, and a dragon with wings. This is the unique and unique Yinglong."

Hang Rui felt that this dragon sounded very powerful, so he asked, "Since it is so powerful, why is it still trapped in this iceberg?"

"Ever since it helped the emperor defeat Chi You, it has been wandering around the world, until it suddenly ran up to Kunlun Mountain not long ago, found the ice dragon living in Kunlun Mountain, and fought. No matter how powerful Yinglong is, he is not that ice dragon. The opponent of the dragon, the ice dragon, in order to punish it, froze it in an iceberg, and let it reflect on itself."

"...Is it because it is warlike by nature, so it went to fight with the ice dragon?" Hang Rui thought that this dragon was probably only three years old, otherwise how could he find someone for no reason, oh no, fight with a dragon?

"Actually, there is a reason. The ice dragon was born from the aura of heaven and earth, and belongs to the sky and not to the world. Unlike Ying Long, who soared from the mortal world, Ying Long was entrusted with the duty of protecting the world from the moment he was born. In fact, it has made a lot of contributions to the world for so many years, but when it sees the ice dragon that enjoys the worship of the world without doing anything, it becomes jealous and goes to fight with the ice dragon , so there is such a punishment."

Let's say this dragon is only three years old!

But after thinking about it, Hang Rui can understand it. It is also a dragon. Some dragons can lie down and enjoy their blessings, but they have to work hard. Ordinary people would not be happy, right?

"Then is there another way? At least you can't use children as sacrifices!"

The man was silent for a while, then sighed and said: "Actually, we have lived here all these years, and we have always been very peaceful and stable. Since I took over as the witch, it's just a spring and autumn harvest ceremony every year. I don't know why the king The Supreme Council insists on holding a blessing ceremony that honors the heavens, the earth, and the four directions."

When Hang Rui heard the key words, he immediately asked, "Is it the ceremony that uses six kinds of jade?"

"So you know it too?" The man was surprised and sighed, "Sure enough, he is not an ordinary person."

Hang Rui was a little embarrassed, but in fact, he only knew about it because Ying Chen had said it.

"This ceremony can keep the land peaceful and smooth for a long time. But if you want to activate this ceremony, you must send a lot of sacrifices. But this ceremony is not necessary for our tribe, because we have always lived It is very stable, and there is no need to pray to the four directions of heaven and earth."

Hang Rui felt that this was a bit weird, and couldn't help asking: "How is your relationship with your king?"

"We...we grew up together." The man sighed, "I followed the god witch and often met his father and him, and we often played together when we were young. Only later, his father and Shang After one of the gods and witches passed away one after another, we each took over our own responsibilities. After that, our relationship began to gradually drift apart."

Hang Rui remembered what Song Mingqian said when he was in the tunnel, and he also had a guess in his heart. The good relationship suddenly changed. Either this person concealed something and lied to himself, or his ability was outstanding and won more hearts. In such a simple tribal society, a role like a witch who can communicate with the gods of heaven and earth has a very high status in the hearts of the people, not even lower than that of a king.

Just like the villagers in the village who bowed to the witch, and the children around their knees, this kind of respect and love from the heart will inevitably make the supreme ruler jealous.

"Have you ever thought that maybe... the king did it on purpose?"

Hang Rui boldly expressed his thoughts. Imagine if children were used as sacrifices in the rituals of the gods and witches. Even if the simple villagers believed that this was the destiny and would not resist, it was hard to guarantee that there would still be a trace of anger in their hearts. Resentment and fear, and thus choose to stay away from this person.

This may be the trade-off and restriction of those in power.

The man seemed to be taken aback for a moment before he said: "No, I believe that he puts his tribe first in his heart, and he won't do anything wrong just because he wants to deal with me."

Hearing what this person said, Hang Rui stopped talking about this topic. He didn't want to be a person who provoked friends. The most urgent thing to do was to think about how to solve the current predicament. Although Hang Rui knew that he could talk to this person, it wasn't Really going back to the past, it is impossible to change the things that have happened just because of a word of his own, but Hang Rui still wants to try hard.

"So what are you going to do next? You can't convince Ying Long to help you, and you don't want to obey the king's orders, what are you going to do?"

Turning his gaze, Hang Rui felt the man stand up, and heard the man say: "Actually, there is no way at all... as long as..."

Just what?

Hang Rui didn't hear what was said in the second half of the sentence, and felt that the picture in front of him had changed again.

"Master God Witch! Look at the rice in this field, it all withered overnight."

"My lord, the stream outside the village has dried up!"

"There is no water in the village well!"

"Did we offend the gods? Is the gods going to punish us?"

Following the perspective of this person, Hang Rui saw those simple villagers knelt down towards the snow-capped mountains in the distance, and kept saying, "Please God forgive us, please God bless us."

The man turned around and walked towards the place where the king was, and said firmly to the king, "I'll go to the holy mountain to see if there is any problem. The stream has never stopped flowing, so there must be something wrong."

Wang Man said casually: "Only you gods and witches can go to the holy mountain, and it's hard for me to find someone to go with you."

"...I can go by myself."

Hang Rui went up to the mountain with this person, and Hang Rui thought that since it happened suddenly overnight, the possibility of man-made was ruled out, and he was afraid that some evil spirit was causing trouble.

Where there should have been a gurgling stream, now there is only a winding waterway, and the round stones in the waterway have become dry and whitish.

When he walked along a rugged path to the mountainside where there was no vegetation, Hang Rui saw a white snow scene from this person's sight.

"The frozen water on the top of the mountain should have flowed into the creek from here, but now... it's all frozen here."

From this person, Hang Rui felt the biting cold wind all around, and without a stable water intake device, he lost the water source in such a sudden change of weather. For people of this era, it should be said that " Rely on the sky to eat."

"Then what should I do?" Hang Rui felt that his voice was trembling from the cold, "How about digging some ice and going back to melt water?"

"The villagers believe that as long as they step into this mountain, they will be punished by the gods. Except for the gods and witches of the past, no one else has ever come up. Even if I keep going back and forth to fetch water, I can't water all the fields."

Hang Rui knew how long it would take to get here from the foot of the mountain. If this lord witch was really asked to fetch ice back and forth, he would have to fall down on this mountain within two trips.Similarly, Hang Rui also understands that people in this era believe in the invisible and intangible gods and heaven and earth, and it is absolutely impossible for them to go up the mountain at the risk of offending the gods.

This is really a dilemma.

"Then I really have to pray to God to heat up quickly, so that these ices will melt into water quickly."

"Let the ice turn into water?" The man thought for a while, then suddenly became happy, "The huge iceberg that trapped Yinglong can be used to solve the problem first!"

The author has something to say: Happy Dragon Boat Festival!