Commander's Destiny

Chapter 41 Not a Dragon God
When Zhai Lingxiu returned to the inn, it was almost late, but everyone was still waiting for her good news in Yao Jingli's room.

"How is it? Did you get the things?" Seeing that Zhai Lingxiu had returned, Jiang Qianfeng stepped forward and asked curiously.

"Sister Yao's good strategy, coupled with my good acting skills, isn't it easy to catch?" Zhai Lingxiu showed off proudly, then took out the handed down dagger from his sleeve, and handed it to Bai Wuyan .

Bai Wuyan took the dagger, held the handle and pulled it out of the scabbard inlaid with gems, and looked at it carefully.

I saw that the whole body of the dagger was black, but it was not black. Under the natural light, it actually shone with a kind of platinum light.

I don't know if this black gold came from a strange stone that fell from the sky in ancient times, or a strange mine buried deep in the ground for thousands of years, but its forging technology is obviously much older than the slightly exaggerated scabbard.

Bai Wuyan gently touched the four words "Serve the country with allegiance" engraved on the handle of the dagger with his fingers, and smiled meaningfully: "This dagger is indeed another soul object."

With the Wujin dagger, Bai Wuyan and his party returned to the bank of Longkai River.

When Bai Wuyan came to the sacrificial platform again, the Dragon God really showed up as promised.

He still turned into the old man with green beard, but there seemed to be something strange in the faint.

Although the appearance is the same, his feeling is very different from before.

When I saw the Dragon God for the first time, he was majestic and heroic, with the air of a general.

But the current Dragon God gives people a humble and respectful feeling, like a spring breeze, more like a Confucian master.

If it is an ordinary person, they may not be able to notice this subtle difference at all, but what the other party is facing is Bai Wuyan, who is thick and thin.

"I can't give you this dagger yet." It was Bai Wuyan who spoke first, breaking the situation.

"Why? Don't you want to see Meng Zhangjun anymore?" Although the old man on the opposite side was very puzzled, he still maintained his composure because he still had the hole card in his hand.

"Yes, but you are not the dragon god." Bai Wuyan was not to be outdone, and calmly asked, "Who is your Excellency?"

Faced with this sudden questioning, the old man unexpectedly burst into laughter: "You actually asked me who I am? No matter, no matter. How about this, let me tell you a story, how about it?"

"Your Excellency, please make a long story short." Bai Wuyan still maintained a gentleman's demeanor, and the others surrounded him curiously.

"A long, long time ago, in this small village at the foot of Qingpan Mountain, there was a little boy who just went to private school."

Following the old man's eloquent narration, it seems that everyone has entered the small mountain village back then: "It was a cold winter day, when the little boy came home from school, he found an almost The frozen little green snake struggled to poke its head out in the snow."

"The little boy must have been frightened." Jiang Qianfeng couldn't help interjecting when he heard this.

"No. The little boy was not frightened. On the contrary, he was very caring and brought the little green snake home," the old man replied, "and he also found a small wooden box and stuffed it inside. Some cotton, a new home for the little green snake."

"What happened later, what happened later?" the caring girls asked, it seemed that they were also very concerned about what happened behind the little green snake.

"Later, the little snake was saved, came back to life, and survived the cold winter that was rare in a century." The old man let out a long sigh of relief, as if the little boy was him.

"Since then, the little green snake has been inseparable from the little boy. No matter where the little boy goes, he must take the small wooden box with him until the teacher of the private school sees this strange behavior."

"Did you find out, sir, that the little boy must let the snake go?" Jiang Qianfeng interjected again.

"That's right, Mr. also told the little boy's parents. His parents said that if he didn't throw away the little snake, he wouldn't go home. However, every time the little boy took the snake to the wild and released it, it would die quickly." Returning to the little boy's side again, full of spirituality, wrapping around the little boy's feet gently like a child acting like a baby. How can the little boy have the heart to throw it away?"

"Yes, yes." Everyone agreed.

"This little boy is also very stubborn. He couldn't bear it, and sighed in his heart. Since this snake doesn't want to part with me, and I also don't want to part with this snake, then I don't go home or go to school at all. I simply take this Little Green Snake, go wandering outside."

"In this way, the little boy and the little green snake began to live together. In the blink of an eye, two years passed, and the little boy grew up gradually, and the little green snake became even bigger. The little boy again After thinking about it for a long time, even though he was reluctant to give up, he took the snake back to the foot of Qingpan Mountain and released it.” Amidst the voice of regret, the old man said again: “At this time, this snake The little green snake has also grown up and seems to be sensible. Instead of pestering the child and refusing to leave as before, he suddenly spoke. He delayed his studies because the little boy took care of himself, so I hope the little boy will not let go Homework, continue to go back to the private school to study. After the little green snake reluctantly left the little boy and got into the mountains, the little boy really started to study hard, and after many years, he actually became the top student in high school."

Speaking of this, the old man smiled gratifiedly, and continued to talk: "At that time, the imperial court at that time received an urgent report of a flood in the Jiujiang area. It turns out that Jiujiang is on the edge of the Yangtze River, and the southwest is full of mountains. , the water flowing down from Mount Qingpan and Mount Lu must pass through the Jiujiang River. If there is no heavy rain, the water can still slowly flow through the Jiujiang River to the Yangtze River. Once a heavy rainstorm occurs, when the flood passes through the Jiujiang River, due to There is no big river that can discharge water to the Yangtze River in a timely manner, and the flood water will all flow to Jiujiang City. Therefore, Jiujiang suffers from floods almost every year, sometimes more than once a year."

"The emperor at that time was very anxious after seeing the report. After thinking hard, he finally decided to send the champion of the new department, that is, the little boy, to Jiujiang to control the water, and ordered him to complete the task within three years."

"The little boy returned to Jiujiang non-stop after receiving the decree, and immediately organized manpower and material resources to open the river to control the water. In a blink of an eye, in two months, the three-year limit will come, but the river has not been dug. The little boy is really anxious. He knew that if he could not complete the task, he would commit the crime of deceiving the emperor and his head would be lost. He also knew that if he could not successfully dig the river channel, the people living here would continue to suffer from floods. What should I do? Just when he was thinking hard and didn't know what to do, he had a strange dream."

(End of this chapter)