The fairy world collapsed, and the down-and-out gods were laid off and re-employed.

Jiang Zhixia couldn't figure out what spells Master Kaiyang used, and she didn't know why he came. Xie Zezhi couldn't solve her doubts. But one thing he said was right, that is, her master would only say it when he wanted to say it.

So she decided not to think about anything else, and fished out a tree and willow stick from the river and tied them to "fish" to cultivate her temperament.

Xie Zezhi lightly tapped the table to express his dissatisfaction, "Master Jiang, look at the lake and the atmosphere. Not to mention the flowers in front of the moon and the moon under the moon, it is full of love and affection. Is this a good time for you to fish?"

Jiang Zhixia turned her head to look at him and said seriously: "I would like to express my love to you. But are you Li Xuchu or Xie Zezhi now? If I were bolder and sat in your arms regardless of the eyes of others, Then is it you or Li Xuchu who hugs me?

Be quiet! Don't bother my fish taking the bait. "

Xie Zezhi:......

He sighed, resigned to his fate and sat beside her, fishing with her, "Mr. Jiang had a straight hook back then. Isn't it too perfunctory for you to only have wicker?"

"I am the most willing person to take the bait. What do you know?" She held her chin and said in a strange tone: "I didn't even have a fishing rod back then, but there was still a true gentleman who took the bait and jumped straight into my boat without fear of himself. Dying of thirst on the shore.”

"Just be proud of it!" He tapped her forehead, "I don't believe you can just sit back and ignore him when he's dying of thirst."

She turned her head and pouted at him.

"What are you doing?"

"Let's help each other."

"Jiang Zhixia!"

"Hahahahaha, don't make trouble, don't make trouble! The boat capsized in a while!" She stopped him from grabbing her fishing rod hand, "Wait a minute, it seems something is really taking the bait."

She felt the fishing rod in her hand sink, so she took the branch out of the water, only to see a small fish about three inches long hanging from the end of the willow branch.

She looked at Xie Zezhi in surprise, "What did I say!"

The boatman who was driving the stern oar couldn't help but interject when he saw it: "Girl, you are really amazing."

"My chosen one will be blessed by God wherever he goes." She happily untied the fish and sent it back to the lake. She was just doing it for fun, not really for fishing.

She lowered her voice and said to Xie Zezhi: "Next time, use magic to get me a big koi. It will look noble."

Xie Zezhi didn't respond and only looked at the boat not far away. At that time, Li Yanting raised a cup to drink tea, but the smile on his face had not completely subsided.

Xie Zezhi was shocked.

"The woman came to ask for the medicine... It will make people single-minded, and the price is that he will never be moved by the person he truly loves. Only when the person dies will he see his true feelings clearly..."

"I saw that in my previous life, I died at the hands of Ji Chen. Every time he waited for that person to die, he would start to regret it..."

"Li Xuchu, don't pay attention to what Jingluo says. You only serve as Ah Zhi's master to help her become an immortal as soon as possible, so put away your side thoughts and don't do anything extraordinary. It's not easy for you to become an immortal, don't be a mortal. I lost my identity..."

Huge fear struck Xie Zezhi instantly, causing him to break out in a cold sweat.

"Wrong..." he murmured.

"Wrong? What's wrong?" Jiang Zhixia was focused on her fishing rod without looking back.

Xie Zezhi straightened her body and said in a panic: "We were preconceived and misled by Li Xuchu's one-sided words. You can no longer approach Li Yanting. We..."

"what!!!"

Xie Zezhi's words were interrupted by the commotion on the shore. The two turned around and saw a group of people on the shore running towards the arch bridge.

"Is anyone giving out money?" Jiang Zhixia asked.

"Hey~ Why are you giving money? I'm asking for talismans to save my life." The boatman shook his head, "It's been happening every year for twenty years. I don't know when it will end."

"Twenty years?" she asked doubtfully, "What happened here?"

The boatman sighed and said that every year twelve women are selected to serve as flower gods and sent to the mountains to offer sacrifices to ensure peace in the area throughout the year. They have been giving flowers to the Goddess of Flowers for twenty years.

The cause was that an evil demon appeared on the mountain not far from the city, claiming to be King Daiqing.

In addition to drinking, he also eats people every day, which makes the locals panic and make their lives miserable. They also invited monks and Taoists, but the monster was so powerful that no one could subdue it.

Later, the Chenghuang Immortal came forward to subjugate the monster. Although both sides suffered losses and did not subdue it, it also forced the monster to make concessions.

Then King Qing said that as long as the local area donated twelve young women every year, he would let the people of the city go. In order to cover up the cruelty of this sacrifice, the people chose the "Flower God" as a cover-up.

But everyone knew exactly what was going on.

They thought about running away, but even wealthy families would lose a layer of skin when they moved away from their hometown or moved to other places, let alone poor people. They simply don't have the capital to move. So sacrifice became the only option.

Jiang Zhixia asked the boatman to row the boat towards the arch bridge, and then asked, "What's going on with the talisman paper?"

He said: "Every year at this time, the King will scatter twelve red talismans. If this thing is posted on the door of someone's house, their women will become flower gods. This talisman is used to prevent being raped. Tangled with the monster’s red talisman.”

"So smart?"

"The Taoist priest who wrote the talismans learned from Chenghuang Immortal, so the talisman paper is naturally useful. However, the number of talisman papers is limited, and those who get the talisman paper can escape the disaster; if not, just ask for more blessings."

The boat approaches the arched bridge. Jiang Zhixia saw the Taoist priest who was scattering talismans on the bridge. He was twenty-seven or eighty years old. Although he was dressed in a shabby gray and white Taoist robe, he could not hide his immortal Taoist temperament. This man had an upright face and was taciturn. After distributing the talisman in his hand, he quickly left, even though the people behind him were crying and chasing after him without stopping.

"This guy is really weird."

"The girl doesn't know that he used to live here. His wife was kidnapped by a monster seven years ago and never came back. He couldn't avenge his wife, so he cried to the City God Immortal. Because of his sincerity, the immortal was moved by him, so he accepted him. I’m an apprentice. It’s just that I’m too shallow and just write some talismans every year to bless the local girls.”

Hearing this, Jiang Zhixia smiled and said, "If that man doesn't find a capable apprentice, what future can he have with that City God? No wonder he can only write talismans."

"It's not easy." The boatman sighed: "If God had the vision to take away this monster, we would be safe. Not one of the twelve women sent every year came back alive. I don't know how many more people there are this year. It's going to be a disaster. My daughter is only five years old. Don't worry about it now, but she will grow up in the future...sigh..."

"If God has eyes, he can't prevent someone from covering it up!"

"What do you mean, girl?"

"It's not interesting, I'm just joking." Jiang Zhixia looked at the people on the bridge who didn't grab the talisman and were crying. The people who had grabbed the talisman were crying with joy. There were also people who were holding up the talisman and shouting to sell it for a lot of money. It was chaos. .

She said: "Live in peace, it will no longer happen this year."

She asked the boatman to push the boat to the shore, then patted Xie Zezhi on the shoulder, teasing: "Didn't I say that you...are quite good at finding a place?"

Xie Zezhi pursed his lips, not knowing what to say. He was afraid that he was too old and was out of tune with this era. The temple he went to was a Buddhist temple, and the temple blessings he was looking for were replaced by Kaiyang Zhenren. Now even the entertainment activities he was familiar with have become sacrifices.