Missy, She Always Does Not Seek To Make Progress

  Chapter 458 Water God Fengbo

  Going from Licheng to Yuhang, it takes more than ten days for a fast horse to travel day and night. Why don't you take the usual route, and you will arrive in less than an hour.

  Watching the little beast crash out, several people followed and stepped out one after another, a gust of cold wind mixed with cold water vapor rushed towards their faces.

   "Are we here?" Yan Qishan looked behind him, and there was no such thing as Yin Road, but they were in another area.

  The soul-nourishing jade gourd around Qin Liuxi's waist was trembling, she opened it, and Tai Qing's soul floated out.

   "Uncle Feng, it's right here." After Tai Qing looked around in mid-air, he floated towards a certain place.

  Qin Liuxi asked the few people who were still ignorant to follow.

  In the night, several people are like ghosts and ghosts. If it wasn't for the light of the little beast, they might not be able to see the way clearly.

   "That's after the dead of night, otherwise we would appear out of nowhere, I'm afraid someone would be scared to call out ghosts." Tang Shanchang couldn't help but wondered secretly when he thought that when they appeared, there was no one around. "

   "That's not true." Yan Qishan rubbed his hands together and said, "I've lived to this age, and experienced so many things I've never seen before in one day, so I feel that this life is not in vain."

   In his mind, he still came up with a few stories about wild monsters of interest, so he said to Tang Shan: "Old Tang, it's a matter of time, why don't we put together an episode and just make up wild monsters of interest?"

   Tang Shanchang's eyes lit up.

   "As teachers and teachers, you still dare to spread these strange powers?" Qin Liuxi turned and glanced at them after hearing this.

   "Haven't you heard of anonymous writing? We can have a pen name together." Yan Qishan said proudly.

  Qin Liu spread his hands together: All right, if you like it, you can do whatever you want.

  Taiqing could no longer see the shadow, but Yan Qishan knew the direction of the small shrine, so he took the lead and took a short cut with a few people.

  Two quarters of an hour later, they saw Tai Qing standing in front of a small shrine no bigger than a normal grave.

  The little beast had disappeared, and the surroundings were in darkness. Qin Liuxi took out the two remaining candles from the sack and lit them for illumination. With the faint light of the fire, he could see the whole picture of the small temple.

The small shrine is built on the edge of the green lake, next to a big banyan tree. It occupies a small area and is very simple. There are still some moss on the wall, which looks old. In front of the small shrine, there is an incense burner tripod made of stone platform. The tripod is filled with fragrant bones, and it can be seen that some people come here to worship and make offerings.

  Yan Qishan stepped forward excitedly, wishing he could yell, the ancestor, the great-grandson is here.

  Taiqing stood motionless in front of the small shrine, only staring at a faceless clay figure in the shrine with tears streaming down his face, repeating: "You don't even have a face, so you came out to see me without a face?"

  The night is dark, and the small shrine is built by the lake. The cold wind blows, and the humming sounds are endless, which makes people feel icy cold.

Qin Liuxi looked at the statue, and didn't know who made it. Even if he didn't know the real appearance of the water god, he could use his imagination to give some facial features. It turned out to be a bald face, and the body of the statue was wrapped in red. .

  This demigod is a bit miserable.

  Yan Qishan didn't know that this water **** was his ancestor, and he didn't think much of it when he came to worship. Now seeing that the statue is so shabby and doesn't even have a face, he feels even more frustrated.

"Xiaoxi girl, even if we don't build a shrine, this statue really can't be rebuilt, and we don't want to make a golden body, at least it has a face, right?" Yan Qishan said with red eyes: "Aren't all the statues in temples and Taoist temples Only my family ancestors have face."

  Qin Liuxi: "It's not impossible to mold, but it's better not to be exactly the same. Even Tai Qing said that you are like him, so I don't know if it will be associated by someone who cares."

  Yan Qishan felt cold in his heart, but soon became happy again: "It's enough to have a face."

   "Let's ask the **** in question." Qin Liuxi pointed at the statue obliquely.

  Tai Qing floated in front of her, leaned towards her with a pale face, and said, "Can you call him out? I have called for a long time, but there is no movement."

  Qin Liuxi leaned back, wondering if he couldn't see anyone, Tai Qing's resentment deepened.

   "Try to ask God."

  Qin Liuxi looked at Teng Zhao, who took off the burden on his back, flipped through it, and took out a box, a small pot of wine, a wine glass, and a plate of fried peanuts on it.

  Yan Qishan saw that she took three sticks of incense to offer, so he couldn't help asking: "I saw you offering incense to those ghosts before, why are there four sticks?"

   "Three gods and four ghosts."

Qin Liuxi lit incense, bowed respectfully to the statue in the small shrine three times, and said silently in his heart: "...Qin Liuxi, a disciple of Qingping Temple in Licheng, worshiped Yan Fengbo, the **** of green lake water. I'm psychic."

  Everyone waited quietly on the sidelines.

  The surroundings were so quiet that only the whimpering of the wind remained.

  Boom—boom boom!

  Suddenly, a few gongs rang, and several people jumped up in fright, and followed the prestige.

   "You sleep and I wake up, it's freezing cold."

  Hoo.

   It turned out that the watchman passed by, and it was the fourth watch.

   A few people dare not say anything. It is really a sin to be here at this hour, for fear of frightening the watchman into thinking they are seeing a ghost.

   But they didn't care, the watchman across the long street, saw a few shadowy figures here, and a clear fragrance wafting down the wind, so frightened that he threw the gong and stick.

   "There is a ghost!"

   Everyone watched the watchman run away: "..."

   Guilty.

   There is a wind blowing.

  Teng Zhao looked at the small shrine, breathed heavily, and reminded: "Here we come."

Everyone was shocked and looked over, but saw a phantom slowly appearing above the small shrine, dressed in a red cloth like a cassock, bald, with an extremely young and gentle face, as if covered by a layer of light, Like the light of Buddha, but also like the light of God.

   "Are you inviting this god?" The water god's shadow is very vague, as if it can be dissipated with a touch, and it can't last for a long time.

  Qin Liuxi looked over, glanced from the beginning to the end, and frowned: "Water God Fengbo?"

  Water God was startled: "Uncle Feng, no one has called me like that for a long time."

   "So you still remember your surname and name, Uncle Feng, do you still remember Tai Qing from Yongzhou?" Tai Qing rushed forward excitedly, and let out a shrill scream before getting close.

   "Don't touch..."

   Before Qin Liuxi had time to remind him, Tai Qing had already been sent flying by the divine light on Uncle Feng's body, and the soul body that had been condensed after being fed and entered the soul-raising pot instantly changed back to when it just came out.

   No, it's more imaginary than it was then.

  Everyone was dumbfounded, but not as dumb as Tai Qing. She looked at Uncle Feng with disbelief and panic in her eyes.

   Uncle Feng noticed her at this time, looked at her face carefully, and some long-term memories came up: "Tai Qing?"

  He wants to pass.

  Qin Liuxi stopped him and shook his head: "Don't go there, you are a god, she is a ghost, if you get close to her, your merits and divine power will only hurt her."

Seeing that Tai Qing's soul was about to scatter, she had to take out another soul-fixing talisman and hit it, saying: "God can kill ghosts and kill ghosts, if you approach rashly, you will hurt yourself and even lose your soul." of."

  Blood and tears oozed from Tai Qing's eyes, he hadn't seen her for a hundred years, and when he saw her as a stranger, it would be better to lose his soul!

  (end of this chapter)