Missy, she always does not seek to make progress 2

Chapter 458 Water God Fengbo
Going from Licheng to Yuhang, it takes more than ten days to arrive on a fast horse day and night. Why don't you take the usual route, and you will arrive in less than an hour.

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

"Are we here?" Yan Qishan looked behind him, 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." Tai Qing looked around in mid-air, and then floated towards a certain place.

Qin Liuxi let the few people who were still ignorant follow up.

In the night, several people were like ghosts, if it wasn't for the light from the little beast, they might not be able to see the way clearly.

"It's after the dead of night, otherwise we will appear out of nowhere, I'm afraid someone will be scared to call out ghosts." Tang Shanzhang 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 a day, so I feel that this life is not in vain."

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

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 all over the place: All right, if you like it, you can do whatever you want.

Tai Qing could no longer see the shadow, but Yan Qishan knew the direction of the small shrine, so he led the way first 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.

Tai Qing stood motionless in front of the small ancestral hall, only staring at a faceless clay figure in the ancestral hall 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 was dark, and the small shrine was built by the lake. The cold wind blew, and the humming sound was endless, which made 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 used to not know that this water god was his ancestor, and he didn't think much of it when he came to pay respects. Now that he saw such a shabby statue, without even a face, he felt 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 look like him, so I don't know if it will be associated with someone who cares."

Yan Qishan's heart felt cold, but he soon became happy again: "It's as long as you have face."

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

Tai Qing floated in front of her, put his pale face closer, and said, "Can you call him out? I've been calling for a long time, but there is no movement."

Qin Liuxi leaned back, wondering if he couldn't see anyone, and 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?"

"God three ghost four."

Qin Liuxi lit incense, respectfully bowed 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 god of green lake water, and asked God to descend, Give me a psychic."

Everyone waited quietly.

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

Boom—boom boom boom!

Suddenly a few gongs sounded, and several people jumped up in fright, and followed the sound.

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

call.

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

Few people dared to say that it would be a crime to be here at this hour, for fear of frightening the watchman into thinking they saw a ghost.

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

"There's a ghost!"

Everyone watched the watchman run away without a trace: "..."

sin.

There is a wind blowing.

Teng Zhao looked at the small temple, 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 was very vague, as if it would dissipate at the touch of a touch, and it couldn't last long.

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, Uncle Feng, do you still remember Tai Qing from Yongzhou?" Tai Qing rushed forward excitedly, and before she got close, she let out a shrill scream.

"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, and the solidified soul body that had been fed and entered the soul-raising pot instantly changed back to when it just came out.

No, it's more empty 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 seemed to be falling apart, 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."

Tai Qing's eyes ooze blood and tears, he hasn't seen her for a hundred years, and if he sees him as a stranger, he might as well be gone out of his wits!
(End of this chapter)