Don't throw rubbish into the river of the river god!

In the end, Qi Xiaoyuan still stayed up all night, but he also didn't worship the river god all night.

He just settled down his tired grandfather, followed He Qinglan and Shui Wuyuan to the study, and listened to his second uncle tell him what he had done in the past two years.

If he hadn't heard it with his own ears, Qi Xiaoyuan wouldn't have believed that his second uncle would be such a despicable and terrifying person.

Similarly, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe that there really are "gods, Buddhas, and demons" in this world——

"I'm just not reconciled! Why is the old man so eccentric and gave the family property to the eldest brother?!" Without the slender black twig as thick as a finger, Second Uncle Qi's face quickly turned gray, and his whole body Everyone has an air of death and filth.

He stared at Qi Xiaoyuan intently, as if he was looking at his enemy: "They are all father's sons, no matter what the family property must be distributed fairly!"

Qi Xiaoyuan's face was cold.

This man actually has the face to say that he wants a fair distribution. He can't do anything except spend money to find women and gamble to show off. Grandpa gave him a third of the shares to take care of him, just to let him live comfortably. .But when it came to him, it turned into injustice and resentment.

"Hehe, so what if the old man doesn't give it to me? God is helping me! I met the master! The master can fulfill all my wishes, and the master gave me a treasure that can make my wishes come true!"

Uncle Qi's eyes slowly revealed a look of madness and obsession. "That treasure is simply too powerful. As long as I make a wish and offer offerings to it, my wishes will always come true."

"Hehehehe! That's why the elder brother who was in front of me was smashed! The person who blocked my way of making money was in a car accident! Those guys who looked down on me were also injured and disabled, each one was more unlucky than the other! Only me!"

"I! Qi Shanyong! I am the Son of Destiny! The most powerful person!"

When Qi Shanyong said this, there was hatred in his eyes again: "But you are disobedient, you are very lucky. You should have been my offering for a long time ago, but you escaped repeatedly!"

"Why didn't you quit school honestly? Why did you have to go to the Art Academy to sell pancakes? You, the youngest of the Qi family, even set up a stall to sell pancakes! Are you ashamed? Are you ashamed?!"

"If you hadn't gone there, you would have died long ago! You died, and the old man died too! The offerings are enough, and more of my wishes will come true, why are you selling pancakes?!"

Qi Shanyong began to grit his teeth after saying this: "The offerings are not enough! I'm going to be backlashed. I haven't completed the task assigned by the master, and I can't beg him if I haven't found the beads! It's all your fault...it's all your fault, it's all your fault It's all your fault—"

His words stopped abruptly, his body trembled as if reaching a critical point, and he quickly turned his head to look at He Qinglan: "Beads...give me the beads, give me the beads! I don't want to die, I want to live a long life , everything goes well—uh!"

In Qi Xiaoyuan's field of vision, his second uncle suddenly clutched his heart and fell to the ground, and then the body of the fallen man quickly turned into a rather ugly shriveled corpse.

In the eyes of He Qinglan and Shui Wuyuan, it was the person who had used the filthy aura that was backlashed by the thick filthy aura. He didn't have the power to become a demon, so naturally he had only a dead end.

He Qinglan looked away calmly.

It's normal to die suddenly.

At this time, another woman's scream came from outside the house, and Qi Xiaoyuan turned around abruptly. It was the voice of Second Aunt Qi.

She seemed to have experienced something terrible, and while screaming, she yelled that it wasn't me, don't look for me, I dare not, Qi Xiaoyuan listened carefully, and seemed to have heard the words "Blessing of the wood god".

He slightly widened his eyes, and then looked at the young man in front of him.

The young man said that he would pay homage to the river god, and the river god would bless him.

And his second aunt was praying for the blessing of the wood god.

Then Qi Xiaoyuan saw the expressionless young man's eyes fluctuate, and he didn't hear any hostility from the names of other gods.A look of disgust flashed across those clear and deep pupils.

"The wood god... how could he bless her."

That is the most upright and tough god besides the god of the earth, and he hates dirty souls even more than himself.

Therefore, the wood god will not bless her. If the wood god is awake, he may directly bury her as fertilizer.

Well, then Ah Tu will be wronged.

He Qinglan's thoughts were only off for a moment, and he quickly came back to his senses.He already knew the whole story, and knew that the "spiritual branch of vitality" was sent by a "master".

Although he has no clues about the "master" now, as long as the shadowy people are still acting, and as long as the "master" is still coveting his "source of spirit beads", they will always meet.

Even, He Qinglan couldn't help but wonder if the one he lost was stolen by someone, and then...became a knife in the hands of the wicked.

He Qinglan lowered his eyes.His strength has not recovered, and he is still unable to recall the Lingzhu.

And... He looked at the dry Qinglan River, even if he could recall the Lingzhu, it would probably be...

Let's take a look again.

He is not worried about Mu Shen, just like he will condense six "Source Spirit Orbs" before he falls asleep. All the living spirit branches" were broken, otherwise the wood god would wake up eventually.

Well, it's just that he may be in worse shape than him when he wakes up.

Thinking of this, He Qinglan couldn't help but look aside at the lively Rain God.

He never fell asleep, but came from behind.

Shui Wuyuan received He Qinglan's gaze, and subconsciously straightened his back and raised his chin slightly: "What are you looking at? Even if you add a wood god, you can't beat me together!"

That Mushen guy's combat effectiveness is average, and his relationship with the River God is also average.The trouble is still the three guys, Thor, Vulcan, and Fengshen.To put it bluntly, it really made Rain God unhappy. The Ancient God managed to lose a few of them, but none of them were the ones he hated.

In ancient times, the four who liked to go out together most were Fengleihuohe, and they also formed small groups.

As soon as he thought of this, the Rain God began to mock and sneer, telling those three guys to sleep forever, so they just fell asleep!

Lord River God seemed to have sensed the curse of a vengeful rain god, and waved his hand lightly, bringing up a little wind:

"Tongyan Wuji, the strong wind blows away."

He has already woken up, those three guys, at least they will not disappear.

Shui Wuyuan: "Oh!"

After that, He Qinglan and Shui Wuyuan were about to leave Qi's house, and Qi Xiaoyuan was ready to go to his grandfather to discuss whether to call the police.After all, the second uncle suddenly died suddenly, and the second aunt was also delirious, so there must be an explanation.

It's just that his state is still a little dazed, as if the whole three views have been smashed and glued again.

He Qinglan was a little pitiful for his appearance, and thought that he was the first devout believer after all, so he said very intimately: "If you find it unacceptable, I can let you treat this as a dream."

Qi Xiaoyuan's face immediately turned a little green. He seemed to be struggling for a moment, and finally shook his head and refused: "It's better to stay awake. Escape is not the way. Compared with chaotic happiness, I would rather be awake in pain."

Truth is what matters.

"Besides, I have to offer offerings to you every day."

After Qi Xiaoyuan said this, he got a mocking smile from Shui Wuyuan next to him. Qi Xiaoyuan twitched the corners of his mouth and bowed his head silently.

It doesn't matter, he is not as rich as the water boss, but his piety is moving!

Black Carp: Chick!you're right!

He Qinglan seemed to feel Qi Xiaoyuan's determination or piety, and he rarely smiled: "Then I will wait for three meals a day."

"However, in fact, you don't need to care too much." Lord Heshen thought for a while and comforted him: "If you use a method that you can understand, no matter whether it is gods, demons or evil spirits, these existences are nothing more than current technology. It’s just a powerful energy that cannot be fully explored.”

"Isn't that scientific?"

Qi Xiaoyuan: "..."

Qi Xiaoyuan nodded with difficulty.

When He Qinglan walked to the door, he suddenly asked: "I didn't think about it clearly. Why did you go to sell pancakes at the gate of Bicheng Art Institute?"

If it weren't for this kid's good looks and his dirty and gloomy air, he probably wouldn't have chosen this guy.

Moreover, if it weren't for this, Qi Xiaoyuan probably wouldn't have lived to see him.

After Qi Xiaoyuan heard this, his face became a little weird.

He Qinglan raised his eyebrows slightly, could it be something strange?

"It's okay if you don't want to say it." It's no big deal.

It was Qi Xiaoyuan who scratched his head: "You may not believe it, but before he passed out, my grandfather took my hand and told me to stay in school and not go anywhere."

"I didn't listen to it much at first, but when I was far away from the school, I felt flustered and always felt uneasy. I planned to live on campus, but many people bothered me when I lived on campus. Just come out and set up a stall."

"Once I set up a stall, I won't panic."

When Qi Xiaoyuan said this, he suddenly blinked again, because it suddenly occurred to him that he probably didn't get flustered when he left school, but... once he got away from the river named Qinglan, he got flustered.

It seems that the river is his umbrella, even though it is riddled with holes and is no longer what it used to be.

He Qinglan looked at Qi Xiaoyuan who suddenly fell silent, and smiled softly again.

Then, he walked forward silently, and there seemed to be a faint, reassuring cool water vapor in the air.At the same time, fine and dense rain fell from the sky, as if dispelling the filth and filth on this piece of land.

Looking at the backs of the two walking side by side, Qi Xiaoyuan's childhood memory fragments appeared——

At that time, he was still very young, he was riding on his father's shoulders, and his mother was smiling and feeding him sweets. Grandpa stood by the river and stuffed a juicy red apple into his hand, and said to him:

"Xiaoyuan give the apple to the river god, and let the river god bless Xiaoyuan in safety."

He still remembers his father's helpless tone: "Dad, what era is this? Where is God?"

Grandpa stroked his head and smiled: "Why is there no god? Mountains, rivers, earth, rivers... wind, rain, thunder, lightning, plants, flowers and fish, all things have spirits, and where there are spirits, there are gods."

"The world is watching us."

Puff.

The little Qi Xiaoyuan threw the red apple in his hand into the river. He saw a few small fish swimming around the apple in the still clear river at that time, and one of them was still black.

Then he said: "Lord River God bless Xiao Yuan safe and sound!"

The little black fish flicked its tail, shaking off the water droplets all over his body.

For tomorrow's offering, bring a red apple.