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"Am I right? She is actually floating in the air?"

"Still shining! She must be the messenger sent by Lord Dragon King!"

The crowd became restless, looking left and right, and all knelt down to Yan He.

"Greetings to the Lord Dragon King! Greetings to the Lord Messenger!"

Lu Teng's face turned blue and white, and he knelt down along with the villagers.

Lu Zhiping was dumbfounded, his eyebrows were twisted like twists, and he stared at Yan He with big copper bell-like eyes in confusion.

Didn't he invite the police?

Why are you acting like a half-immortal?

Yan He ignored Lu Zhiping's questioning eyes, canceled two skills, landed smoothly on the ground, and looked at everyone: "Lord Dragon King is omniscient. He noticed that people here are panicked and sent me here to patrol. How dare you hide anything?"

"Don't you dare!" Lu Teng stood up without the courage and raised his hands towards Yan He, "Since it is the Lord Dragon King's intention, we must know everything and fully cooperate."

Yan He snorted coldly and raised his chin proudly: "Get up and lead the way."

"Yes!" Lu Teng stood up with a red face, winked at the people around him, and the crowd dispersed.

Lu Zhiping also wanted to leave, but Lu Teng slapped him back: "You brat, since the envoy is here, why don't you make it clear?"

Lu Zhiping looked innocent, and Yan He interrupted the two of them: "I asked him not to make any publicity. Originally, this was a private visit incognito, but your attitude..."

As she spoke, she tilted her head, and her chin almost reached the sky.

Lu Teng's face changed suddenly, he nodded and bowed and smiled flatteringly at Yan He: "My lord, please forgive me, but we didn't understand the situation clearly. I hope that you, your lord, will give us a chance to atone for our sins."

"Your Majesty the Envoy, you must be tired after traveling thousands of miles to get here. I will prepare rich food for you right away. Please come this way, Your Majesty the Envoy."

Yan He nodded coldly and followed slowly.

It was not useless to scare them like this. Lu Tengxian killed the chickens and ducks at home, and the family worked for two hours, making five dishes and one soup for Yan He.

Yan He served the table alone, while the family of five stood aside to wait on her.

These are all minor. What's more important is that after the appearance of Yan He, the "Messenger of the Dragon King", the current fear value has dropped to [8%].

Lu Teng had seen Yan He take off with his own eyes and had no doubts about Yan He.

Lu Zhiping obviously didn't believe it, but he also knew that the current situation was not suitable for exposing it, so he lowered his head and remained silent.

The other three people had never met before, and they looked at Yan He with eyes full of inquiry and questioning, which made Yan He feel unhappy even while eating.

"I just eat and don't do anything. Others think I'm cheating on food and drink." Yan He slowly took a sip of chicken soup and tapped Lu Zhiping with his finger: "Tell me, what happened in Fushui Village recently? ?How did it reach the ears of Lord Dragon King?"

A trace of hesitation flashed in Lu Zhiping's eyes and he looked at Lu Teng.

Lu Teng had one attitude towards the police and another attitude towards the messenger. He nodded quickly and motioned for him to speak quickly.

"This is what happened." Lu Zhiping had no worries and explained it in detail from beginning to end.

The reason why Fushui Village is called Fushui Village is because the area is rich in water resources. If you dig a well on any piece of land, a steady stream of sweet water will gush out of the well.

No matter how hot or dry the weather is, the well water is always full.

Basically every household in the village has one well, and some even have two or three wells.

Four days ago, a corpse suddenly appeared in the courtyard of the ancestral hall. The first witness called all the villagers. When they were about to salvage the body, the body suddenly sank, was submerged in water, and disappeared.

The village chief immediately invited the village witch Zhu.

The patio was only two meters deep. After performing some sacrifices, Wu Zhu drained the well water himself in front of everyone, but the body was not under the well.

In other words, the body disappeared in the water in full view of everyone.

Wu Zhu performed blood divination and concluded that Fushui Village was disrespectful to the Dragon King and did not offer incense. This was a small warning from the Dragon King.

Since then, people have been in panic. The next day, the deceased's brother also suddenly fell into a coma at noon, muttering words like "Dragon King" in his mouth.

The water in the courtyard of the ancestral hall also turned blood red. What is even weirder is that less than five minutes after Wu Zhu and a few villagers left, the water in the courtyard returned to clear water.

Many villagers set up signs of the Dragon King in their houses and worshiped them every day.

The shaman performed divination every day and came to the conclusion that it was necessary to sacrifice boys and girls to appease the Dragon King's anger.

It was during this time that Lu Zhiping went to invite the "Emissary".

At this point, Lu Zhiping winked at Yan He crazily.

After telling this story, everyone in the room except Lu Zhiping looked a little more frightened.

Lu Teng asked cautiously: "Please give me some advice, Lord Messenger, on what we should do to calm Lord Dragon King's anger?"

Yan He slapped his chopsticks on the table and stood up lazily: "I'm tired, take me to a place to rest."

Lu Zhiping immediately opened the door: "Your Majesty, please come this way. We have prepared a good room for you."

Lu Teng didn't dare to say a word. All he could think about was "What did I say wrong?" "The messenger seems to be angry?" "What should I do?"

Yan He walked to the door and turned back to point at Lu Teng: "You are too impatient. You haven't reached a conclusion on some things, so you keep following a certain crooked idea."

"Go back and think more about it."

Her two words were so meaningful that Lu Teng's brain shut down on the spot.

After Yan He walked away, Lu Zhiping's sister-in-law Wang Yanfang whispered softly: "Dad, is she really the messenger of the Dragon King? Why doesn't she look like me? Could it be a lie?"

Lu Zhiping's eldest brother, Lu Zhikang, also had a look of disbelief on his face and frowned at his wife: "It must be that boy Zhiping who came here to show off. They say a sister-in-law is like a mother, so you should discipline him well."

The few people did not discuss the outcome. Lu Zhikang's ten-year-old daughter Lu Xiuxiu focused on the delicious dishes on the table. When others were not paying attention, she slipped to the table and wanted to pick up her chopsticks to eat.

"This..." After being provoked by the two, Lu Teng also hesitated.

On the one hand, he saw the Lord Messenger floating in the air with his own eyes and felt that this person must have some supernatural powers.

On the other hand, he always felt that the appearance of Lord Messenger was strange.

"Grandpa, these chopsticks are frozen!" Lu Xiuxiu yelled angrily as she pulled at them for a long time, but the ice didn't move at all.

Several people focused their attention on the chopsticks. The chopsticks were frozen on the table, and there was a thick layer of ice a few centimeters nearby. They felt a chill before they even touched the ice.

How can ordinary people do this?

Lu Teng immediately made up his mind: "You are not allowed to discuss the envoy in private in the future, do you hear me?"

Lu Zhikang and Wang Yanfang immediately fell silent and nodded silently.