Traveling through time 10,000 years late, I was forced to become a powerful person

Yunmeng Village was silent after nightfall.

Although the truth of the Yunmeng Village monster legend is that the villagers who transform into fish monsters at night are probably scaring themselves, due to cognitive impairment, the villagers have reduced their travel at night and even turned off the lights in their rooms early.

On the dim street, the only sound left was Shen Yuan's footsteps.

The location of Longjun Temple is to the east of Yunmeng Village, almost close to Dongting Lake.

According to the boatman, the place where Longjun Temple is located was once the water area of ​​Yunmeng Daze, until one day Yunmeng Daze dried up. The ancestors of Yunmeng Village established a village here and built Longjun Temple to worship Longjun.

In fact, in the entire Dongting Lake, there is not only one Longjun Temple in Yunmeng Village, but the Longjun Temple in Yunmeng Village is undoubtedly the one that has been offering incense for the longest time and is the best preserved.

Walking towards Longjun Temple, Shen Yuan was also observing other details of the entire Yunmeng Village.

Although Yunmeng Village is a village, it is much larger than ordinary villages, and the road layout and house structure in the village are quite particular.

All the buildings seem to be guarding the Longjun Temple to the east.

Through the cold moonlight, Shen Yuan could see the whole picture of Longjun Temple clearly.

Rather than being said to be a temple, the Longjun Temple in front of you is more like a palace that has been reduced several times. Without the splendid decorations, it presents an indescribable sense of ancient majesty.

Various myths and legends are engraved on the walls made of huge stones. Although most of them have decayed due to long periods of wind and rain, you can vaguely see a picture of a dragon soaring in the nine heavens overlooking the world.

At the main entrance, a huge plaque hangs here. It is unknown how many years have passed, and even the wood has decayed, as if the naturally growing wood texture pieced together two huge fonts.

Yunmeng!

Shen Yuan stopped in front of the Longjun Temple and did not step directly into it. Instead, he looked at the unclosed vermilion door.

"Ahem!"

A violent coughing sound was heard, and then a stooped old figure holding a kerosene lamp slowly walked out from behind the gate of Longjun Temple.

The weak light of the kerosene lamp swayed in the wind, and the old and thin face was uncertain in light and dark, with a somewhat strange color.

"Young man, why are you here at Longjun Temple without sleeping in the middle of the night?"

The old man asked, his voice hoarse like an old wooden door being slowly closed.

Shen Yuan bowed slightly to the old man in front of him and said with his usual expression:

"I traveled to Dongting Lake today and heard that Yunmeng Village has the oldest Longjun Temple in Dongting Lake. I came here to visit this temple."

The old man said with a cold expression:

"It's better to visit Longjun Temple during the day. It's better not to wander around in the middle of the night. Nights in Yunmeng Village are not very peaceful."

The villagers' transformation from humans to fish happened at night, and it was naturally related to the night time. If Shen Yuan had come here during the day, he would most likely get nothing.

"I have some means of self-protection, old gentleman, don't worry. As for entering the temple, please make it easier for me."

The old man's cloudy eyes rolled and he glanced at the Maine Coon cat behind Shen Yuan from the corner of his eye.

His eyes paused slightly, and then the old man spoke in cold words:

"If something weird happens in this Longjun Temple, don't blame me for not warning you."

As he spoke, the old man turned around and walked towards the temple with a kerosene lamp in hand.

Seeing this, Shen Yuan also stepped into the Longjun Temple.

Although the Longjun Temple is majestic in construction, it was built thousands of years ago after all.

Villagers in the past dynasties may repair the Longjun Temple when they have enough money, but as more and more people go to big cities to work, the management of the Longjun Temple has gradually decreased.

Except for the renovation of the exterior buildings during the New Year and holidays, the interior of Longjun Temple has long been in dilapidated condition.

Most of the side halls next to the main hall have collapsed, and the remaining ones are also crumbling.

The old man pointed to the collapsed side halls and introduced them by the light of the swaying kerosene lamp in his hand:

"Those side halls were supposed to be dedicated to the Thirty-six Furious Wave Generals of Yunmeng Daze, the Twelve Road Water Gods, and the Left and Right Turtles, but most of them have been destroyed long ago and there is nothing left to see."

"In the entire temple, only the main hall dedicated to Lord Long is left, which is relatively well preserved."

Shen Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised that so many gods were worshiped in this Longjun Temple.

But when I think that Yunmeng Daze was comparable to Sidu in his peak period, I feel a little relieved.

Which of the Sidu Dragon Lords does not have many gods under his command? It is normal for Lord Yunmeng Long to have so many gods under his command.

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"Have you never heard of these names?"

The old man suddenly turned his head and looked at Shen Yuan, with a half-smile on his face.

Shen Yuan nodded and responded:

"On the way to Yunmeng Village, I also learned about some myths and legends about Yunmeng Daze with a boatman, but I didn't hear anything about General Raging Waves or the Twelve Water Gods."

"Ha! You don't know that they are actually quite normal."

The smile on the old man's face became even weirder: "These traitors have already been exterminated by the Dragon Lord, and of course they are not qualified to leave legends in this world."

"Betrayer?" Shen Yuan was puzzled.

The old man did not answer Shen Yuan's question, but walked slowly towards the main hall with a kerosene lamp in hand.

Shen Yuan did not notice that under the weak light of the kerosene lamp, the old man's shadow was slowly changing.

Following the old man into the only well-preserved main hall, the first thing that greeted him was a cold air.

This yin energy is not just cold on the level of flesh and blood, but also a chill that seems to freeze the soul.

Shen Yuan's heart immediately rose and he looked around with cautious eyes.

The old man seemed unaware of this. He slowly came to the altar with a kerosene lamp in hand, and used the flickering flame of the kerosene lamp to light the candles in the hall.

The bright firelight gradually enveloped the entire hall, dispelling the unknown chill from before.

Only now did Shen Yuan see the gods enshrined in the center of the hall.

It was a majestic statue with a dragon head and body. The huge sculpture was almost as high as the entire main hall.

The statue is dressed in rich clothes with black and gold textures, dotted with ancient totems of clouds and rain, and a pair of azure dragon eyes that seem to encompass endless waters.

Although it is just a sculpture, it gives people a sense of oppression like the arrival of a god.

"gentlemen."

The Maine Coon cat was suffocated by the Dragon Lord statue and subconsciously called Shen Yuan, only to see Shen Yuan looking seriously at the old man at the Dragon Lord altar table.

Under the illumination of candlelight, the twisted shadow behind the old man gradually became clear, clearly showing the appearance of a dragon head and a human body.

On his face, those cloudy eyes had been replaced by dark golden vertical pupils, and fine scales were spread all over his forehead.

"Practitioner, tell me your purpose!"