The snake demon husband is hard on the bow

Du Yuanyuan raised his head and opened his eyes. The boulder in his heart fell to the ground. His legs were numb from fright. He jumped down and kicked his feet, "Then when will you come to pick me up?"

"Well, it's up to you to go back. Bai Wei and I can't stay here to guard you. Besides, if you win the favor of the River God, it won't be easy for you to go back."

"What are you talking about, I want to please him because of Mao!"

"What kind of hairless!" Xue Qiantu's sharp wolf eyes widened in an instant, looking very terrifying, "Stinky boy, you have to know the direction, if you don't make him happy, how can he borrow the orb?" for you."

"That's not servile flattery."

"Oh, I'm just afraid that if you do this, the River God will look down on you. Okay, I don't have time to spend time with you mushrooms. This place is not a place to stay for a long time. Let's go ahead." Saying that, Xue Qiantu jumped up , and landed on a cloud in a blink of an eye, looking back, "You brat, be more careful, your husband is still waiting for you to go back to the house to save your life." As the words fell, the huge snow wolf disappeared like a ray of white light.

In the dead of night, the lights were dark and the lights were dark, Du Yuanyuan was poking alone on the bank of the Weishui River, except for the gurgling sound of water, everything was silent in the world.He raised his head to look at the sky, then looked down at the ground, let's go!Alas, who asked him to do this kind of thing, and met a master like Mo Qingye again.All the way to the east along the river, the road was fairly flat, and the river was covered with fine sand and pebbles. He quickened his pace, hoping to reach the temple as soon as possible.But until dawn broke, there was not even a house in the distance, let alone a temple.The surface of the Weishui River was shrouded in thick morning mist, wrapping around like a layer of milky white silk satin, it would not be tricked by those two monsters again.Probably not, they couldn't play with Mo Qingye's life and tell themselves the opposite direction on purpose.If there are difficulties, you have to go up, if there are no difficulties, you have to go up if you create difficulties. Du Yuanyuan put his mind on it and strode forward. Now he has no way to retreat and must go forward.Around noon, my walking feet were about to cramp, and I vaguely saw a few residential houses along the river in the distance, and my heart finally felt more at ease. I squatted by the river and took some water to drink. He rushed to those thatched cottages with all his might.

This is the first time Du Yuanyuan has stepped into the human world when he came to Eastern Tibet. Looking at the old man fishing by the river, he was so excited that tears almost fell down. Finally, he saw the same kind.

"Master, please inquire, how far is the Temple of the River God?" He stepped forward and asked.

"What? What are you talking about." The old man seemed to have a weak ear, and put a free hand on his ear, "Say it again, I didn't hear clearly."

"I said, how far is it from the temple—" Du Yuanyuan leaned over and shouted by his ear.

"It's not far away." The old man finally heard clearly, and pointed to the front with a smile, "We will arrive when it gets dark."

...Is that still close? Du Yuanyuan pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled, "Thank you, sir."

"No thanks, no thanks." The old man shook his eyes and said kindly, "Did the young man go to the temple to burn incense and pray?"

"Uh, yes, hehe." Du Yuanyuan scratched his hair.

"Yo? Then why didn't I see you bring the sacrifice?"

"I still have to make a confession." Du Yuanyuan was a little worried. He left in a hurry and didn't have a tael of silver with him. "I don't have any money, so sincerity is enough."

"Yo, how can I do that." The old man was surprised, and then he hooked Du Yuanyuan mysteriously, and Xiao Du stuck to him, and the old man said in a low voice, "you may be from other places, young man. I don’t know much about the temper of the River God, he likes food very much, especially good to drink.”

His old man, could it be that the River God is a bad old man?Do you still favor handsome young men?This taste is a bit heavy, Du Yuanyuan looked at the uncle, his temples were gray, his eyes were cloudy and vicissitudes, and he looked more than seventy years old at first glance, even he called the river god an old man, which was evident. "Then what to do, I don't have any silver with me." He sighed and said, "I can only try my luck."

Hearing the words, the old man looked at him carefully for a few seconds, and then said, "Young man, I don't think it's easy for you. You also came from a poor background. You came here from a long way just to pray for safety. I have a few freshly caught fish here. Go ahead, worshiping the River God not only requires sincerity, but sacrifices are also indispensable."

"That's so embarrassing, don't want it." Du Yuanyuan was moved. The old man is so old. He finally caught two fish early in the morning and now he has to give it to himself. How can he get it? "Master, keep it for yourself. Think again."

"Take it, take it." The old man couldn't help but lift up a few fish in the barrel, tie them up with a thin thread, and stuff them into his hand, "These fish are not mine, they are all given by this day and the water." Yes, if you hold it, you can count yourself as an old man doing some kindness for the River God and accumulating some merit."