Your Majesty said that mountain patrolling is a beautiful job

The nineteenth day of the first month of the Dingyou year

I suddenly realized that I never seemed to be so far away from Zhongshan.

My whole life revolves around Zhong Shan.

After all, it is a mountain patrol, and it is always like this. It is a circle that goes back and forth.

Now I have broken this "circle".

With his back to Zhong Shan, he walked farther and farther.

——Mountain patrol log

The carriage wobbled slowly.

Xun Sanban leaned against Zhu Jiuyin, his face was pale and his eyes were dull.

He had never traveled far, nor had he ever ridden in a carriage. He was curious at first, so he raised the curtain and spoke to the coachman.

After a while, he obediently retreated to Zhu Jiuyin's side again, feeling dizzy and unable to speak.

Zhu Jiuyin was resting with his eyes closed, the whole car was foggy and dark, and Xun San was drowsy in such dim light.

When he woke up, he smelled the oily dumplings again, and Zhu Jiuyin handed them to him, "Do you want to eat?"

Yesterday, he thought the food was delicious, but now Xun San only felt greasy and nauseated. He frowned and shook his head, "When did you buy it?"

The carriage never stopped, and he didn't sleep soundly, so he really didn't know how the oily dumpling got here.

Zhu Jiuyin pointed to the outside, "Someone was carrying a load to sell, and the carriage was not fast, so I bought it." After finishing speaking, he felt strange again, "I saw you liked it yesterday, so I bought it. Why don't you want to eat?"

"Tired," Xun San fell on the cushion, "my stomach is so uncomfortable, it's not my stomach, it's just uncomfortable here..."

He pointed to his stomach, but felt imprecise, spread his hand, and slid it from his throat to his lower abdomen, "It's not comfortable..."

Zhu Jiuyin: "..."

In the end, the oil dumpling was handed to the driver.

Xun San fell on Zhu Jiuyin's lap, his eyes were half closed, he was so listless that he was about to vomit.

"I'm afraid this little brother is not used to riding in a carriage." Halfway, they stopped to rest, and the coachman was eating dry steamed buns while watching Zhu Jiuyin feed Xun San water, "It's like this, I haven't traveled far. , must suffer a little."

The coachman was very talkative, and even though Zhu Jiuyin hadn't spoken much, he could still say, "What are you doing in Wuzhou? The climate over there is very humid. An old cousin from our village has been there for a few years. When I came back, I got sick, and when it rained, my bones hurt so much, I rolled on the ground!"

Xun San rested for a while, and gradually regained his energy. He raised his head and listened to the coachman say what places he had traveled all over the years.

"...No one dares to enter that town now! It also looks spooky during the daytime," the coachman spoke even more vigorously with the attention of the audience, "and it's still foggy all the time, not at all angry."

Xun San's eyes widened, and the coachman rolled his eyes and said threateningly: "Actually, we have to go through there this time when we go to Wuzhou..."

"Really?!" Xun San sat up early, exclaimed, and said, "Can't we change the way?"

"Oh, that's a long detour, little brother!" The coachman patted his chest and assured, "It's okay! We just take the road in front of the town, and there is a small road more than ten miles away from the town!"

Hearing this, Xun San heaved a sigh of relief, "That's good."

After getting into the car, Zhu Jiuyin, who had been silent all this time, asked Xun San, "Are you afraid of this?"

He had been listening to the coachman bragging, but he didn't speak. It was also very interesting to see the silly rabbit's varied and startled expressions.

Xun San held the sour plum juice bought from the side of the road following the coachman's suggestion, and sipped it, "Huh?"

Zhu Jiuyin said: "With me here, what are you afraid of?"

Xun San said, "I'm not afraid."

"?" Mingming was so frightened that he didn't move at all just now...

Xun San rolled his eyes, "Brother Ma said, we won't go there."

"..."

"I've never been this far before."

Walking to the bank of a long river, the carriage drove along the river. Attracted by the beautiful scenery on the other side, Xun San got out of the carriage and sat with the coachman, listening to the coachman's whistling while admiring the scenery.

"Little brother, let me tell you, this Tuoshui is not ordinary!" The coachman began to collect materials from anywhere again, and there are always legends and legends to tell.

"Why is it unusual?" Meeting a little rabbit who has never seen the world is indeed very flattering.

The coachman talked like a self-taught storyteller.

"This starts with the fact that Tuoshui is not called Tuoshui..."

Tuoshui, formerly known as Luohe.

There is Lord Luo living in the river.

Luo Jun is the water demon of the Luohe River. At that time, there seemed to be a dispute in the sky. The mortal mountains and rivers were all destroyed, and all kinds of goblins and ghosts took over the mountains as kings and guarded the waters.

Luo Jun was not originally a monster born and raised in Luohe, but one day he came from somewhere, and suddenly became famous among a group of monsters who were chaotically fighting for territory.

Mr. Luo is not greedy, he has powerful spells, and he can clearly be the king, but he only occupies the middle of the Luo River, and he is free and easy. He has set up very powerful restrictions to prevent any monsters from disturbing him.

Although this seems to make Mr. Luo a little withdrawn, it also adds to his sense of mystery. In addition, the middle section of the Luo River that he blesses has a good weather every year and no disasters or floods. Both mortals and monsters in the Quartet are very grateful to him.

This Lord Luo is like a god, but he doesn't need sacrifices and gifts, so naturally he is even more popular.

"But one day, the monsters suddenly discovered that Mr. Luo's restriction had been broken," the coachman said mysteriously, "it wasn't opened, it was forcibly broken!"

"What's going on?" Xun San was very appreciative.

It's very simple, the sun and the moon are flying, I don't know when those messy things in the sky will be solved slowly, and those gods who have nothing to do will start to turn their eyes to the lower realm again, and find that although there are no great changes in the mortal world, there are also great changes. There are still places where the situation is beyond their expectations and control.

The first to bear the brunt is the middle section of the Luohe River.

So they sent out a god, and when everyone didn't know, Luo Jun had already beaten the god back to the sky.

The same is true for the second one.

There are only three things, and the rulers in heaven have finally paid attention to this matter.

You must know that a monster is a monster after all, no matter how powerful its mana is, it is still a mortal thing, and gods are obtained by great transformation, basically they are not on the same level.

And a monster in the mortal world actually beat back the two gods directly, it has to be said that this monster must be different.

To be on the safe side, and not to lose face to the immortal family, the Heavenly Emperor privately sent a solitary general, the god of war at that time, Jing De Shenjun, to come down to the earth to beg for the strange demon Lord Luo.

The restriction was broken by him.

No one saw the scene of a demon and a god fighting at that time.

It is said that Mr. Luo was worried that the fight would hurt the innocent, so he proposed to fight in the long wasteland of the South China Sea.

King Jingde agreed.

"Later, Mr. Luo never came back." The coachman didn't hold back.

"Ah?" Xun San just heard a story, so he couldn't bear to part with Lord Luo, thinking in his heart that Lord Luo might fall under the halberd of Jingde Shenjun.

"But I don't know why," the coachman changed the subject, and said again, "The Lord Jingde has returned, and it seems that he was reprimanded by the heavens and became the god of the Luohe River, and he will never return to heaven for the rest of his life!"

"why?"

The coachman shook his head, "Who knows about the gods? But no one has seen Jing De Shenjun again, and the Luohe River will be changed to Tuoshui at some point."

"However, if you ask the storytellers in the middle of the Luohe River, they will definitely tell you, because Luojun's hometown was originally in Tuoshui, but it disappeared later. Jingde Shenjun changed the Luohe River to Tuoshui. I want Mr. Luo's soul to return to his hometown!"

"Has Mr. Luo come back?"

"Even Lord Jingde has disappeared, so where is Lord Luo?" The coachman's eyes flashed with regret, "This Tuoshui has become a battleground for monsters from all walks of life, and from time to time they will harm the people of the Quartet!"

"On the Tuoshui, there are very few boats, which is probably the reason." Zhu Jiuyin, who had been silent for a long time, said suddenly.

The coachman was a little afraid of this tall man who looked gloomy, so he quickly answered, "Yes, yes, there is only one ferry, and it is said that Jing was blessed by the gods, and he did not dare to charge high prices for a meal. That's all."

"Then what are the characteristics of Mr. Luo?" Zhu Jiuyin paused, "In the legend..."

The coachman summed up his hearsay over the years, then shook his head and said, "Mr. Luo is so mysterious that no one can tell it," and then he laughed, "And this old man, you also said that this is a legend, how can you believe it?" of?"

Xun San hurriedly said, "I just believe it!"

He emphasized: "Mr. Luo is just like my king—oh!"

Zhu Jiuyin quickly covered Silly Rabbit's mouth, and dragged him directly into the car.

The coachman felt a little weird, but didn't think about it, he whipped his whip and continued on his way.

For his trip, the fare was three times the usual price, and the coachman knew in his heart what should be said and what should not be said, what should be served and what should not be served.

The young man with rabbit eyes seemed easy to get along with, but the man with an unkind face kept him under strict control, presumably because he was going to travel far away with his brother, but his behavior was a bit weird.

The driver classifies them as people from small places, but there are so many things!

But soon, he will find that his thinking is simply wrong.

Because they were extremely lucky, the Tuoshui River suddenly swelled explosively, and most of the Tuoshui Town, which was built next to the river, was submerged overnight.

"It's not just the beginning of spring, why..." Xun San asked.

The coachman pouted, as if he was used to it, "Tuoshui, that's it, there are many strange places and strange things. Don't worry, after two days, the water will go down again, nothing will happen!"

But Zhu Jiuyin asked him to stop the car, got out of the car, and walked to the shore, his feet were already submerged in the water, but he didn't seem to notice it.

After standing there for a moment, Xun San finally couldn't hold back, stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhu Jiuyin turned her head, "Mr. Luo of Luohe, perhaps he has fallen into a demon."