The daily life of the river god

In Yuqing Palace, Jiuwei and Maria, who were huddled together, hugged each other tightly on the spot, watching Poseidon's horrible end in the camera with trembling eyes.

"Hallelujah, Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable is such a terrifying fairy!" Maria had tears in her eyes, and tried hard to control her instinct to pray.

"Poseidon died without leaving his last words, it's too cruel!" Ninetails curled up its nine tails, thanking Poseidon's death for their proof, that silly-looking river god.

It is a cut black!

On weekdays, he looks rigid, and everything seems to be rigidly learned from other things.

I thought he was incapable, but I didn't expect that there were so many terrifying killing moves on him.

"What should we do now? Are we unable to move him anymore?" Maria thought of her life in Yuqing Palace. Although besides reading books, she had food, drink, and lodging every day without spending money, it was quite comfortable.

But the Taoist masters in the Taoist temple let her learn Taijiquan yesterday and Wu Qinxi today. As a waste who just wants to lie down and waste his life, all these are really too difficult!

"Our plans need to change."

Kyuubi stared intently at Lu Wenren on the screen, and a look of strength flashed across his face. .

Beside the old stone bridge, Lu Wenren looked at the non-human body that had been shattered into carbon by lightning, and subconsciously took out his mobile phone to call the two subordinates of Yuqing Palace.

Lord Heshen, who had already pressed his finger on the address book, suddenly thought of his feeling of being woken up in the middle of the night to go out to work, and silently put down the phone again.

Looking up and looking around, I soon found a shovel and garbage bags placed by a sanitation worker on the bank of the river.

Lu Wenren spread the garbage bag on the ground, took the shovel and shoveled the piece of carbon onto the garbage bag, and after making sure that there was not a single piece of garbage left, he dragged the corner of the garbage bag all the way to the nearby grove.

Holding up his mobile phone and filming the whole process, the weasel spirit covered his mouth while watching this scene and asked the many monsters in the group who were watching in a low voice: "What should we do next?"

"Follow!"

"Follow up!"

"Brother Huang, hurry up and let us see what he's going to do next!"

After a group of monsters got scared, they started holding their mobile phones to encourage the weasel spirit to follow Lu Wenren's pace, to see what the fairy was going to do with Poseidon's body.

The weasel spirit looked at the bullet screens full of screens, all of which were for him.

Gritting his teeth and stomping his feet, he sneaked up with his mobile phone.

In the middle of the night, there are only 50 meters of street lights on both sides of the old stone bridge, and most people are already asleep.

Lu Wenren dragged the carbon on the garbage bag with a shovel in one hand and walked for about 10 minutes before arriving at a small forest diagonally opposite the Yunhe River.

Forty or fifty pine trees and sycamores were planted in the forest. The Lord River God chose a corner with wet and soft soil, and dropped the garbage bag in his hand.

He dug in the ground with a shovel.

The weasel spirit followed all the way here, hid in the grass and looked at the fairy digging over there, and whispered to the people in the group: "He seems to be digging."

There are no lights in the woods, and the camera is full of darkness.

Many monsters and non-human beings looked at the dark screen, and could only faintly hear a few frog calls and the breathing of a weasel spirit.

Lu Wenren dug for about ten minutes before jumping into the hole by himself.

The weasel spirit in the grass looked at the depths of the forest, and his eyes were a little sour after staring at the dark place for a long time, so when he lowered his head, rubbed his eyes and then looked up, he found that such a big living person had disappeared.

The weasel spirit hurriedly jumped up from the grass with his mobile phone in his hand, "Damn it! Is that guy gone?"

The monsters who waited patiently in the group also pricked up their ears, and their fingers danced on the screen quickly.

"what's the situation?"

"Did you lose someone, or did something happen to that guy?"

The weasel spirit looked down at the content on the screen, bent down innocently and frightened, and walked carefully to the place where the river god was standing just now.

While walking, he held up his mobile phone and explained to the monsters in the group: "I rubbed my eyes just now, and when I looked up again, he disappeared."

The forest was pitch black, and the weasel carefully walked to the place where Lu Wenren was standing just now, less than one meter away, and stretched its neck to look there.

Inside the pit, Lu Wenren squatted inside and measured the height and width. After finding that the pit was still a bit small, he directly took the shovel and started digging a few more shovels underneath.

When it was big enough to hold a large piece of carbon, Lu Wenren threw the shovel out of the hole, pushed his feet a little harder, and he followed back to the ground.

Then he made eye contact with a small animal on the ground that was only as long as an arm, with a slender head and a furry body.

The little animal held up two front paws, held a black mobile phone, blinked mung bean eyes and looked at the river god who suddenly appeared in front of him.

The whole body of the weasel spirit froze, motionless like a doll that was stuck on the ground.

When he was standing one meter away just now, no matter how much he poked his head, he could see the figure of the river god. With an idea, he took off his clothes and turned into his real body, and moved quietly step by step to the entrance of the newly dug hole.

Before he had time to take a look, he was almost hit in the brain by a shovel, and was so frightened that he almost threw the phone away. Before he could recover, another tall figure jumped out of the hole.

That's the weird situation in front of you.

After Lu Wenren's gaze stayed on the little yellow-brown animal for a few seconds, he knelt down and rubbed the little weasel's head: "It's a little monster, did it just come out of the deep mountains to practice?"

The weasel spirit, who dared not move his phone, thought with black lines all over his head: "That's right, I'm really here today to experience crossing the catastrophe."

If you pass it, you will be a hero again, but if you don't, you will end up with the same fate as Poseidon.

He didn't make a sound, and Lu Wenren didn't blame it. Seeing its dumbfounded appearance, his bad mood improved a lot overnight.

He rubbed his little furry head again: "It seems that you haven't learned to speak yet, what is this?"

Lu Wenren saw the object held in the other's two front paws, took it directly and pressed the screen to light up.

The screen was blacked out by the weasel spirit just now, but now it is turned on in Lu Wenren's hands, and it turns into a locked screen.

"Did you pick this up?" Lu Wenren glanced at the strange phone, then looked away at the little weasel on the ground.

The weasel spirit's mung bean eyes moved a few inches to the phone, and from the corner of his eye, he paused on the human-shaped carbon not far away, closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, pretending not to recognize the phone.

"55555 I have only bought a mobile phone for two months, and I will say goodbye from today!"

"This is a human thing, and it can only be used after you become an adult. You don't need it now."

Lu Wenren put his phone aside, stood up and looked at the piece of carbon on the ground, and raised his finger to the weasel spirit: "Look, this is also a non-human, and he doesn't know what his body is. He doesn't live well, but he is beaten up by others." After you die, don’t learn from this kind of monster after you practice hard, you understand?”

The weasel spirit who can't speak, nodded decisively this time.

"I'll bury it first, do you have a place to live now?" Lu Wenren picked up the shovel on the ground, shoveled the lump of carbon into the pit, buried the soil just dug up, and by the way, followed the little one who just came down the mountain Monster chat.

Ten minutes later, Lord River God, who had re-buried the pit, went to the top of the fresh pit and stomped vigorously a few times. After confirming that the soil was hard, he pulled up the speechless and unresponsive little weasel spirit on the ground.

Drag the shovel and walk outside.

"My family lives in the first small western-style building on the left side of the river bank. If you have no place to go, you can stay at my house for a few days, and then move out to practice after you find a place to live."

The weasel spirit didn't dare to move, and watched stiffly as the other party put the shovel back to the sanitation worker's place, and took him to the familiar small western-style building.

After the courtyard door was opened, Lu Wenren went to the living room to find a small express cardboard box, put it in the small garden and put the weasel spirit in it.

"You will sleep here tonight."

The little yellow-brown head nodded obediently a few times, indicating that he would be obedient.

Lu Wenren went upstairs, but the weasel spirit got out of the cardboard box with his back feet, rushed into the living room, bit the phone that the river god put on the coffee table, and was about to flee the scene.

The person who walked out of the courtyard with his mobile phone was picked up by a hand before he turned into a human body, and was raised to the height of his eyelids.

Xun looked at the weasel spirit who raised two fingers, and said in a calm tone, "Explain why you came back with Lu Wenren?"

He heard the movement next door in the middle of the night, and heard that the little dragon didn't sleep in the middle of the night, and went out without changing his clothes.

It took an hour to go away, no call or response, just like disappearing without a trace.

He had already put on his out shoes, and when he was about to go to the river to see if he died outside, he saw the little Jiaolong return to the small western building with the weasel spirit in his arms.

I also made a cardboard box nest for this [-]-year-old monster, chose the best place in the garden, and then left with peace of mind.

Looking at this scene, he was extremely dazzling.

The weasel spirit was also very wronged, and he let go of the mobile phone he was biting in his mouth and held it in his two claws and handed it to the scorpion: "Boss, woo woo woo, you are finally here, the river god killed Poseidon tonight, and also arrested me." return!"

"Poseidon is dead?" Xun shook the yellow leather animal and looked up towards the bedroom on the second floor of the small western building.

I can't imagine what the scene of the little dragon killing was like.

"It's dead, it's a terrible death, it was directly turned into carbon by hundreds of lightning strikes, and the river god also buried Poseidon in the grove."

"No wonder why so many thunderbolts fell from the western district just now, why was Poseidon killed by him?" Xun carried it and walked towards the grove, casually asking them what happened before.

The weasel spirit was lifted by the nape of his neck, hung on his two fingers and held the phone, unlocking it while answering: "Poseidon said that you and Jiuwei are not going to kill the river god, so he wants to do it himself. After squatting in the second lane all night waiting for Lu Wenren to pass by, he hit Lu Wenren with a baseball bat, and then he was struck dead by lightning."

Xi, who was walking towards the grove, stopped suddenly, and raised the weasel spirit who was playing with the phone in his hand: "Did you hurt him?"

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