Don't throw rubbish into the river of the river god!

What happened that night exceeded Lord River God's expectations.

He thought that this village was just the worst outcome of the interaction between greedy people and polluted land, but he discovered a human organization that wanted to create gods by robbing the gods' treasures.

It sounds ridiculous and self-defeating for humans to snatch the treasures of the gods.

However, whether it is the vitality branch held by Mu San or the lupine held by Feng Er, it proves that those humans have succeeded.

He Qinglan even thought of the two Yuanquan Lingzhu that he had been soaked in by the filth and lost.

Of his six Yuanquan Lingzhu, only the one in the place of origin remained intact, and the remaining five were broken, three were broken, one was polluted, and one was lost.

That was what he sensed when he just woke up.But when he came to Bicheng, where the last broken spirit pearl was located, he sensed that the polluted source spirit pearl had disappeared.After disappearing, he couldn't find it.

So now, he broke three spirit beads and lost two spirit beads.

And he may be able to boldly guess that the two source spirit beads he lost may have fallen into the hands of the organization called "Human God Group", and maybe because of this, two "He Yi" and "He Er" appeared. A powerful stranger is coming.

Thinking about it this way, it might be more disadvantaged for those of the Shanzi generation. After all, there is only one core of the mountain pillar that the Shanwu was hollowed out, so maybe only one "Shanyi" can be created?

"Why are you in a daze? Are you sober now? Do you want to fight or do bad things? If you want to fight, I will give you a hand."

"But if you want to do bad things, as long as the object is human, I will be with you."

Shui Wuyuan looked at Luo Po Lanlan in a daze, as if he had been hit hard, and condescended to speak first.

He Qinglan suddenly smiled when he saw him. The one who suffered the most was not the Shanzi generation, but the Yuzi generation. After all, this bad-tempered and stubborn Lord Yushen hasn't slept for thousands of years, and he won't Condensed his natal source power and stored it between heaven and earth.

"Are you at the peak of your power now? Where is the original power?"

Shui Wuyuan raised his eyebrows, and quickly figured out why He Qinglan asked this question, and then he showed an extremely proud and arrogant expression on his face: "Of course I am at the peak of strength! The power is all in my body, even if those human beings turn the earth upside down and dig three feet into the ground, they will not be able to get my original power."

"So it's impossible for them to have rain once and rain twice in their life!"

"It's impossible in this life, and it's impossible in the next life."

He Qinglan clicked his tongue lightly, and had to admit that he was a little sore at this moment.

And Lord Rain God, who was left behind by everyone, showed off crazily at this time: "This is the evil result of your collective sleep and not bringing me with you! Feng Shui takes turns, and now I am the world's boss hahaha!"

He Qinglan: "..."

"All your gods combined are no match for me! I can flood the whole world with just one god!"

He Qinglan: "..."

When Lord Rain God wanted to say something more to show off, he was finally shut up by the sudden fist of Lord River God.But the fist didn't hit him either. Although he was suppressing the power and appearance of the gods in person, the downcast Lanlan was more ruthless than his suppression.

Shui Wuyuan directly caught the fist that was about to hit him, and pressed that hand back with a backhand, curling up the corners of his mouth.

"Now you can't beat me."

There was a smile in Shui Wuyuan's gray eyes, and suddenly his smile froze on his face, replaced by a horrified and painful expression that shattered all three views.

"you you you?!"

He Qinglan withdrew her deadly knee and showed a very gentle smile:

"What's wrong with me?"

Shui Wuyuan felt the indescribable pain: "Aren't you the most beautiful god who is gentle, noble, pure and powerful?!"

He Qinglan laughed: "You also believe in the flattery of the little gods."

"The Mountain God is still the most perseverant god who is calm, resolute, and indomitable. The Thunder God is also the god who retreats from all evil and is invincible. Aren't they all screamed by me?"

This time, the Little God of Changing Rain fell silent.

He Qinglan looked at him and laughed: "But my evaluation is not false propaganda, gentle, noble, pure and powerful, and good at fighting without conflict."

"So, don't look at your face when fighting, and don't follow the rules. You will be cheated."

Lord Rain God was really deceived.

Lord Rain God's expression was indescribable.

He Qinglan got out of Shui Wuyuan's hand in a flash, and put on a solemn expression: "Don't talk about that. You haven't slept for thousands of years, and didn't you find out that humans robbed treasures halfway?"

Shui Wuyuan stared at He Qinglan for a few seconds and finally decided not to argue with him, and shook his head after thinking for a while: "No. Thousands of years ago, there were people who absorbed the spiritual power of heaven and earth to increase their own strength through belief and magic. They were called 'Priests' or 'sorcerers', monks and priests today almost belong to this category. Although they also use the spiritual power of heaven and earth, they do not rob treasures."

"Some people in some places will use some unorthodox methods to gain power, such as the witch who is the main sacrifice, the Gu master who is involved with the ghosts and spirits, and the demon subduer."

"These are the methods that human beings have used to improve their strength for thousands of years. However, in the past thousand years, their spiritual power has been exhausted at an accelerated rate, and the number of these 'inhumans with special abilities' has also decreased sharply. There are basically no people with special abilities in modern times. people.

The most powerful ones are monks and Taoist priests who have practiced for a long time. "

When Shui Wuyuan said this, his expression became serious: "In the past thousands of years, I really haven't seen anyone who is so bold as to try to take away the power of God."

"But if you live for a long time, you can see everything. Now... let me see those stupid guys."

After saying the last sentence, Shui Wuyuan didn't need He Qinglan to speak, he just closed his eyes and began to release his power to search for those human beings who were infected with the power of pollution.

This time, no thick dark clouds gathered in the sky, no strong wind and thunder appeared, and everything in the world seemed to be as usual.But if a careful person observes carefully, he can find that many tiny water droplets have increased in the air, looking for certain targets together with the breeze.

But this time the Rain God increased his strength to search and still found nothing.

When Shui Wuyuan suddenly opened his eyes showing an impatient expression and was about to do something random, his left hand was suddenly grabbed by He Qinglan.

The water is passive and slightly stiff.

"Don't be in such a hurry."

"Let's try again."

Shui Wuyuan looked at those blue eyes and paused for a moment, and finally gathered his strength again.

But this time, the fine water droplets in the air, the rivers flowing on the surface, and even the silent water veins underground are all empowered.Under the shroud of "original power", the "world" appears in the eyes of the gods.

This is a gray world.

It is a world of scars and holes everywhere.

The forces of recovery and destruction are tugging at each other, maintaining a dangerous balance.

There are very few places where the clear spiritual energy gathers, and thick black foul air is everywhere.

Creatures other than humans are disappearing every moment, and nature's revenge is also accumulating, only waiting for the final collapse.

This "world" makes He Qinglan feel heavy, but what he pays more attention to is the two points on the land of Huazhou that are completely occupied by filthy air, and the other five points that are flickering with aura, but surrounded by filthy air. Being devoured.

Accidentally or not, one of the seven auras gathered is his Qinglan River.

When He Qinglan wanted to take a closer look at the two spots infected by the filth, the "world" in his eyes suddenly shattered.

He felt that the power of the original source was consumed, and Shui Wuyuan beside him also clicked his tongue.

He Qinglan turned his head to look at Shui Wuyuan, his complexion looked a little pale, and the hand he held seemed a little cold.

"...I borrowed your strength, did you get injured?"

Shui Wuyuan looked at He Qinglan: "At any rate, I still have strength. Are you hurting your original strength now?"

He Qinglan laughed softly: "It's okay, I still have some experience in cultivating to be strong."

Shui Wuyuan remained expressionless.Do you think I believe your evil?

He Qinglan looked at him, then suddenly raised his hand to touch his stomach, raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm hungry."

He laughed: "The richest man, Yuanyuan, treat me to dinner?"

The hand that He Qinglan touched his stomach was the hand that grabbed Shui Wuyuan, so the hand of the richest man, Yuanyuan, also touched He Qinglan's stomach.

He froze again for a moment, and then withdrew his hand as if being scalded.

"I helped you and you asked me to treat you to dinner?!"

Luo Po Lanlan nodded to him: "Yeah. Please?"

The richest man gritted his teeth: "Oh! I have plenty of money!"

So at one o'clock in the morning, Shui Wuyuan took He Qinglan to the river in the west of Bicheng to fish.

This Helilao hot pot restaurant is located in the southwestern area of ​​Bicheng, in the famous Bicheng Night Market Food Street.Because of the high flow of people and the many shops, this street is still very lively until one or two o'clock in the morning.Not only is Helilao open 24 hours a day, the business is very good.Other gourmet shops here will also be open until three o'clock in the morning.

And walking southwest from this street for half an hour, you can see the Qinglan River at the bottom of Bicheng.

When passing by this river, He Qinglan was not surprised to see that it was also full of garbage and the water flow was small.

It’s just that compared with the Qinglan River near Bicheng Art Institute, the types of garbage in this area are different-mostly food residues and dirty water dumped by nearby restaurants, snack streets and pedestrians.

These food wastes were piled up by the river, emitting a strong rancid smell. At the same time, because of the existence of these residues, this place has also become a breeding place for some rancid creatures in the dark.

He Qinglan only took one look here and lost all expression.

Even if Shui Wuyuan ordered the most expensive and luxurious dishes in the store, the breath around He Qinglan who was sitting on the chair was terribly cold.

It's rare that Mr. Shui didn't make sarcastic remarks at this time. He just waved away the enthusiastic waiter and cooked hot pot for Luo Po Lanlan himself.

"Shrimp slippery boil a few?"

"Don't eat."

"That tripe tastes good."

"dirty."

"Little Fat Beef is alright, right?! This is the most expensive wagyu beef here! Only when you are full will you have the strength to fight people!"

"...Then eat a few slices."

Shui Daxie strongly suspects that it is the last sentence "only when you are full will you have the strength to hate people" that has the effect.

And soon, the opportunity to slap someone down and down came——

When He Qinglan was eating the fifth piece of beef and the seventh piece of shrimp slippery, the four guests sitting at the table behind them suddenly shouted loudly.

"What's wrong with you waiter? You can't even use chopsticks! The red soup splashed all over me!! It even ruined my sauce!"

"Before you served the food and almost bumped into me, didn't you! Did you find fault on purpose? You can't even have a good meal at night, what should you do?!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll give you another stack of sauce..."

The young waiter bowed and apologized, and tried to reach out to change the plates of the loud customers.

After receiving it, the young man in a floral shirt knocked the plate away with a wave. The sauce was scattered all over the floor, and some of it splashed onto He Qinglan's cuff.

He Qinglan: "..."

Shui Wuyuan: "..."

He Xiannan put down his chopsticks.

"Don't try to change the saucer for me and just mess with this! Let me tell you, this dress is a high-end dress! Twelve thousand ones, do you know?! The oily flowers you put in the vegetables gradually got on my clothes , you have to pay!!"

"Either pay a thousand for dry cleaning, or accompany me with a new dress that is exactly the same, or don't even think about it, what the hell?!"

The arrogant young man stopped abruptly in the middle of his words.

Because his pointing finger almost poked the waiter's nose, he moved his elbow and knocked over the beer glass in front of him, and immediately the cold and refreshing liquid poured down his pants, and the position It's as precise as going to the bathroom without taking off your pants.

Of course, the hem of his [-] coat was also affected by the yellow beer.

The atmosphere was momentarily awkward.

It seems a little unreasonable to ask the waiter to do the laundry at this time.

However, weirdos always have their own reasons.

The arrogant and irritable young man became even more angry: "Hastily! Call your boss over here! I don't want to eat it! I can't even eat a meal. If it wasn't because your waiter didn't have eyes, I could fucking eat it!" so?!"

"You will pay for my clothes! You still have to pay for my mental damage!"

At this time, the other customers in the restaurant all looked this way, and He Qinglan finally stood up at this time, and stretched out his sleeves to the aggressive young man.

The arrogant young man was taken aback by the sudden sleeve, and after realizing it, he was about to curse again. He Qinglan was one step ahead of him: "My sleeve was splashed with the sesame paste you smashed."

"According to what you said, you have to lose money."

"This dress of mine... is the only one in the world's limited edition."

"What do you mean, just pay a hundred thousand."

The arrogant young man was stunned for three seconds, then gasped and cursed angrily: "Pay a hundred thousand and you are fucking stealing money?! You don't even know who I am, but you dare to touch me in front of me! My family is Bicheng Dafu! My godfather is Bicheng's second in command!!"

"You dare to look for me, ugh!"

This time the arrogant young man lost his voice halfway through his words.But it wasn't what He Qinglan or Shui Wuyuan did, it was the young man who suddenly covered his neck and stomach, paled and began to retch non-stop.

It was like eating something unclean, and it was excruciatingly painful.

This sudden change not only surprised the manager of the hotel and the waiters who came over at night, but even the Lord River God next to him was a little confused.

However, the Lord River God was quickly pulled behind by Shui Wuyuan, who also reminded him disgustedly: "It's too ugly, and it's very dirty, don't look at it."

But He Qinglan still showed half of his head and a pair of eyes from behind Shui Wuyuan.

Then his expression became a little more cautious.

This rich son vomited out a lot of filth in a very short period of time, but that alone wasn't enough to make He Qinglan care.

What made the surrounding waiters and Brother Gongzi's female companion start screaming was that after Brother Gongzi vomited out many food residues in his stomach, he actually started to vomit some cloudy black blood.

"Oh my god, my god, what's going on! Ahe, you're vomiting blood!!"

"Call 120 quickly! Call the ambulance quickly! Your restaurant is going to kill people!"

"Don't stand around here and don't shout! Is there a doctor here?! God, he's throwing up more and more, he passed out!!"

After a period of turmoil, the young man was carried by the manager of Helilao himself into a taxi, and headed for the nearest hospital as fast as he could.

Originally thought that the chaos would end here, but before everyone calmed down, a woman at another table of customers in Helilaoli suddenly staggered up and wanted to go to the bathroom.

But she stopped uncontrollably halfway, and started to vomit crazily like that son.

Such a change stunned the customers of Helidao, and everyone couldn't eat anymore.Even some timid customers started to run out in panic, wanting to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

But when they ran out of the restaurant and came to the still deserted pedestrian food street, a more terrifying picture shocked their vision and frightened their hearts——

On this food street, there were screams and cries for help from pedestrians in different areas, and beside these screaming people, there were people throwing up against the wall.

"Dad! Dad! What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you! Mom, call an ambulance!!"

"Lingling, you're vomiting blood!! Is there anyone? Is there anyone here to help us? My friend is vomiting blood!!"

"Call the doctor!! My son passed out—"

"What's going on! I feel very uncomfortable, dizzy and nauseous!!"

When He Qinglan and Shui Wuyuan came out, roughly a dozen people on this street were vomiting non-stop.

But what puzzled He Qinglan was that the aura around these people had nothing in common.Although there are many people with strong filthy aura, there are also people with clear and pure aura around them.

This does not seem to be the backlash of the filthy air.

If these people didn't keep vomiting blood, it might be more like collective food poisoning?

But why did he feel a little concerned?

Shui Wuyuan suddenly said at this moment: "They are losing their vitality."

He Qinglan's heart skipped a beat.

"Is it alive again?"

At this time, the ambulance and the police car that received the call rushed over quickly, and those who vomited blood were taken away to the hospital.

The entire food street was also quickly closed at this time, and the urban management team from Xicheng District also rushed over to help manage it.

Gou Qianli took his brothers to take pictures while recording and inquiring about the situation of the store. When passing by He Qinglan and Shui Wuyuan, He Qinglan heard their conversation.

"Brother Gou, the situation is wrong! This is the third wave of food poisoning we encountered tonight, right?! The first two waves were all from the nearby snack street. What's wrong?"

Gou Qianli also had a bad look on his face: "How do I know what's wrong? If you ask me, who should I ask? This is not about our city management, but about the police. Work honestly!"

"But Team Gou, isn't your cousin from the Municipal Bureau? They don't know?"

Gou Qianli's triangular eyes stared fiercely at the questioning team member: "My cousin is a criminal policeman! It's not their turn to investigate now!"

"Okay, shut up quickly, good morning if you finish your work early in the evening, I want to go back to sleep quickly,"

Gou Qianli stopped in the middle of his words.

His familiar pause made He Qinglan pause, frowning and turning around.

Then He Qinglan saw the "husky" urban management captain slowly covering his stomach with his hands, frowning and wanting to vomit under the terrified gaze of the team members.

"...Fuck."

"Okay, don't worry about this. Send me to the hospital, vomit, my mother, also, want to vomit!"

At the same time, He Qinglan's cell phone rang, and after connecting the phone, Liu Dalong's anxious voice came out:

"My lord, three of my seven brothers had a bad stomach and were sent to the hospital! We can't go to work by the river tomorrow, so I'll ask you for leave!"

He Qinglan blinked, and listened to the noisy voice over there and asked softly, "Which hospital are you in?"

"Bicheng No. [-] Hospital. West District!" Liu Dalong replied loudly, and at the same time told another news: "My lord, this hospital is so strange! I saw that there are so many people who have eaten their stomachs and come to rescue them?"

At this time, several of Gou Qianli's teammates also carried their captain and ran towards the parking lot: "The second hospital is the closest! Hurry up! Send the boss there!!"

He Qinglan hung up the phone and looked at Shui Wuyuan: "I want to go to Bicheng Second Hospital to see those people."

This kind of large-scale collective incident that consumes human vitality made him irresistibly think of the previous incident between Qi Xiaoyuan's second uncle and Linhe village.

Made him a little uneasy.

Shui Wuyuan looked at He Qinglan and raised his eyebrows: "Then go and see."

The author has something to say: Shui Wuyuan: How can you kick my place when you fight? !What about the beautiful, noble and pure God? !

He Qinglan: You also believe those who lie to children and flatter each other.

Water Passive: ... Q Pan Q