If you don't give up, I'd like to be your adoptive father.

Chapter 72: The Great Snake God
Even though there were only two of them in the wine cellar at this time, Guan Zhong was very careful.

He approached Xiao Yu and whispered in her ear, "The master had told me in a dream earlier that the ancestors had predicted that he would meet with misfortune, so they specially sent General Guan Tianyang from the Express Reporting Department to Feixiandu to protect the master's soul.

The Black and White Impermanence who came to take the master's soul have been dragged away by General Tianyang to drink and have fun.

We can take this opportunity to send the old master's body to Yingxiang Mansion, and let our ancestors use their magic to save the old master."

Xiao Yu was dumbfounded. "Uncle Zhong, I don't quite understand. Who is General Tianyang of the Quick Report Department? Can the Black and White Impermanence drink prostitute wine?"

Guan Zhong knew that Miss Yu had just “become a savage” and didn’t know much about the outside world, so he explained in detail and quickly: “Miss, you should know that the ancestor of my Guan family is the City God of Yingxiang Mansion, right?

The City God is in charge of the underworld affairs of the entire county, so of course he cannot be alone.

Take the Quick Reporting Department for example. It is one of the six departments assisting the City God in his work. It is specifically responsible for the retribution of good and evil, and the retribution is extremely fast. Perhaps it is also extremely fast, able to rush over across thousands of miles as soon as the master died?
I'm not quite sure about the abilities of the Speed ​​Reporting Spirit.

But I know that the Guan family is a great family with a history of hundreds of years.

In addition to the ancestor, many outstanding members of the Guan family were enshrined in the City God Temple after their death.

Obviously, even if it is the ghosts and gods in the underworld, it is more reassuring to use them when they are commanded by one’s own people.”

"As for drinking wine, Miss, you don't need to understand too much. Just think of them as eating and drinking."

"Aren't the Black and White Impermanence ghosts and gods from the underworld? How dare they violate the laws of the underworld? Does the underworld have relevant laws?" Xiao Yu asked puzzledly.

Guan Zhong pondered and said, "I don't understand the laws of the underworld, but my ancestor is the City God, so he must know more about the intricacies of the underworld than we do.

Since he arranged it this way, there must be a reason.

We just need to follow the arrangement of our ancestors and send the master's remains back to Yingxiang Mansion in time."

"Your foster father came to you in a dream. That's not right. When did you have the dream?"

Guan Zhong said: "I was hiding in the wine jar, feeling very suffocated and dizzy, when I saw the master float up from the water and told me about the arrangement of the ancestors.

I suddenly came to my senses and quickly pulled the jar containing the master's remains onto the wooden shelf to prevent it from being soaked by the sewage."

The wooden racks of the wine cellar are not placed individually, but are built by drilling holes in the stone wall according to the terrain and nailing iron and wood into the holes.

So when the flood entered the wine cellar, the wooden racks did not float up, but the wine vats did.

Guan Zhong was worried that the wine jars would fall over, so he dragged the two jars to the top of the wooden rack.

"What did my godfather say specifically?" Xiaoyu asked again.

"Find the Red Smoke Horse and tie his remains to the saddle. We won't have to worry about what happens next."

Finally, Guan Zhong added in a low voice, "This matter is between you and me, don't let anyone else know."

"I see."

Xiaoyu and Guan Zhong had discussed it before calling Song Changqing and Wei Wu in.

The two knights carried the wine jar containing Hu Chen's remains out of the wine cellar, carefully smashed the jar, and then placed Hu Chen's body horizontally on the saddle of Chiyanju.

"Woo~~"

Chi Yanju licked Hu Chen's cold, pale face with his warm tongue, gently touched his head with his nose, and a few hot tears rolled down from his eyes that were like burning lava.

"It's worthy of being called a divine horse, so spiritual." Xiao Yu touched the horse's head, turned around and said to Song Changqing: "Uncle Zhong and I are going to send our adoptive father's remains back home, what about you?"

Song Changqing and Wei Wu both had conflicted expressions.

Before the Eight Immortals Shooting Day, they were all like the former Tiger Minister, wanting to cling to Marquis Lieyang and seek a good future in Daqin.

However, the Eight Immortals Shooting the Sun did not kill the "Lie Yang", but their cold and cruel reality extinguished the ambitions of fame and fortune of many black-armored knights.

Going to Daqin not only brings a good future, but also more powerful enemies and more brutal wars. How many times can they hold on? Is it worth it?
"Now we are still the Fire Crow Army under the command of Marquis Lieyang." Song Changqing sighed.

——Their destiny is not determined by themselves.

Xiao Yu said, "Send us across Feixian Ferry first, which will also fulfill your friendship with our foster father."

"It's dark now, let's leave tomorrow." Wei Wu said.

Xiaoyu sighed, "The sooner you leave, the better off you will be."

Wei Wu lowered his head and stopped talking.

Xiaoyu led the horse, Guan Zhong supported the remains of Hu Chen on the saddle, and Song Changqing and Wei Wu followed behind.

The group walked out of the Yunlai Inn in silence. As they approached the Feixian Ferry, a soldier who was laying wooden boards on the iron chains suddenly stood up, pointed downwards and exclaimed, "Ah, look! There's something swimming in the Hualong River!"

"It's dark, what's swimming?"

"It's too deep, I can't see clearly."

"Really? I'm not lying. Throw the torches down."

"Hey, there really is a giant creature in the river. Wow, it's so big and long!"

In fact, it’s not too late now. It should be afternoon, close to dusk.

But Lei Yuanzi's Nine-Nine Fire Wheel Thunder and Monk Miao's great flood both changed the celestial phenomena.

Even now, the sky is still overcast and rain is falling.

The soldiers of the Fire Crow Army were sitting on the shore to rest. The soldiers from the opposite Hualong Pass pulled a group of laborers and laid wooden boards on the remaining iron chains. They kept their heads staring down, and some sharp-eyed people saw a huge creature swimming in the Hualong River.

As the torches were thrown down one by one, everyone saw it.

Because the giant was too huge and too long.

Xiaoyu has good eyesight. When he squeezed to the shore and looked down, he was also shocked.

The Hualong River at Feixiandu is the narrowest, with a width of less than two hundred steps, and the giant object in the water occupies almost half of the river surface. It is sixty to seventy meters wide and seven to eight hundred meters long within the line of sight. It is difficult to see clearly from a distance, and perhaps it is even longer.

"It's a giant demon, the demon king!" Xiaoyu's heart was pounding.

"Shh, don't scream, don't throw things around." She shouted in a low voice.

Well, it's very contradictory. She is worried that the demon king below will notice her, but she also hopes that everyone can hear her reminder.

"Shut up and stop throwing torches!"

Someone who had the same idea as her was Marquis Lieyang.

He was standing opposite the chain bridge, his expression could not be seen clearly, his voice was cold, he was holding a Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand, and he exuded a solemn aura.

Marquis Lieyang has more prestige than Xiaoyu, and his voice is much louder than hers.

The soldiers and civilians on the bridge and on both sides of the bridge fell silent.

But the giant creature in the Hualong River below seemed to have heard the shouting from the bridge as well.

It stopped and no longer swam forward.

"Wow~~~"

Even at an altitude of nearly a thousand meters above the river surface, the military and civilians on both sides of the strait heard the violent splashing of water.

Some people who were close to the river even had their faces splashed with water, and Xiaoyu's clothes got wet.

Just turn around and raise your head, and the waves will splash thousands of meters high.

"Ah, it's coming up, it's looking up at us, oh my god, yes, it's the black dragon!"

Black with dark red scales, two golden vertical pupils like tower lamps, and only half of the head is exposed, like a small island floating on the water.

"It's not a black dragon, it's a Basah! It's the great Basah god!" Some local soldiers and civilians shouted excitedly.

While shouting, he knelt on his knees and prostrated himself to the giant snake below.

"The great god Bashe has appeared!"

"Great snake god, bless my wife and let her give birth to a big fat boy next year."

"Great God of Basher, please protect the people on both sides of the strait and don't let us suffer from war again!"

"Great God of Bashen, my Wu family releases livestock into the Hualong River every year to offer sacrifice to you. Please bless me, Wu Lao San, to get rid of my impotence as soon as possible!"

Apart from the unified name, "Great God of Basher", there are various other shouts, including prayers and so on.

There were also many people who did not pray for anything, but just excitedly shouted "Great God Bashe".

Seeing their reactions, Xiaoyu felt relieved.

Since there are so many believers, this snake demon should not commit crimes in public.

"Hua La La~~~" The python ignored the soldiers and civilians. Its huge snake pupils like tower lamps only glanced in the direction of Marquis Lieyang, then slowly sank to the bottom of the water and continued to swim forward.

"The great god Bashe is leaving~~~" There was a little bit of regret in the cry, but more of it was relief.

"Splash~~~" Suddenly, the great god Basah braked suddenly and stopped at the bottom of the river, but he did not look up, but sank deeper.

Standing on the cliff, you can't even see the dark shadow left by the python's head on the water.

"Boom!"

The great snake god seemed to have dug something out from the bottom of the river. It suddenly raised its head, bringing up a large amount of mud and sand, making the river water extremely turbid.

"Huh" Xiaoyu frowned slightly, vaguely having a strange feeling, as if something closely related to her was held in the mouth of the Bashe God.

"Ah, it's my Shadow God Picture!"

A light bulb went off in her head, and she finally remembered the thing that gave her that strange feeling.

Every time Hu Chen opened the box, she would have a strange feeling about the Shadow God Picture that contained some fragments of her soul.

Exactly the same feeling as at this moment.

Then I thought about the flood that had washed everything near Feixiandu into the Longjiang River.
But what does the snake demon want with her Shadow God Map?
"Farewell, Great God Bashe!" The local soldiers and civilians knelt down and shouted again.

"Uncle Zhong, I have a question for you. Where did my godfather put my Shadow God Map?" Xiaoyu asked with a serious expression.

"It should be in the inn, in the master's guest room, now."

Guan Zhong stretched his head to look at the Hualong River and sighed, "It must have rushed into the river now. But the Human Emperor is dead."

He didn't continue talking.

Until now they still haven't figured out why Marquis Lieyang killed Hu Chen in anger.

Gao Xianjue went to the inn to get the Shadow God Map quietly without disturbing anyone.

Now Xiaoyu still thought that Shadow Godtu rushed into Hualong River from the inn.

In fact, Shadow God Map had already entered the tent of Marshal Lieyang.

It’s just that the Eight Immortals were shooting at the sun, and Marquis Lieyang couldn’t take care of them all.

In addition to the Shadow God Map, he himself also lost a lot of valuable things.

"Hey, Li Erdan, do you still remember me?"

Xiaoyu found an acquaintance among the soldiers and civilians who were laying wooden boards.

Li Erdan, the guard of Hualong Pass.

A few days ago, when Xiao Yu first arrived at Feixiandu, he went to Hualongguan on the opposite bank for a stroll and asked Li Erdan for some news about "Mr. Qin".

"Ah, it's Miss Yu, I was worried about you before! I'm so glad to see that you're okay!" Li Erdan shouted excitedly.

"I'm lucky."

Seeing the genuine joy on his face, Xiao Yu was a little moved and asked again: "Are you familiar with the great Bashe God just now?"

Li Erdan put down the wooden board in his hand, scratched the back of his head, and said hesitantly: "When I was a child, I heard the old people in the village tell the story of the great god Bashe. There is a temple of the great god Bashe by the Hualong River outside our Ze County!
Legend has it that a long time ago, the king led thousands of his subjects and migrated across 100,000 miles from the Shu area of ​​China to present-day Western Shu, bringing with them many seeds and livestock from their hometown.

There is also a python among them.

The king kept the Basque snake in the palace during his lifetime, and released it into the Black Dragon River before his death.

The Black Dragon River, the Hualong River, and the Feixian Ferry are all related to the great god Bashe."

As he said this, he began to sing in the strange ancient Shu accent: "There is a black snake in the Black Dragon River. The black snake turns into a dragon and enters the river. One day, it ascends to the Fairy Ferry and enters the Heavenly Palace to become the Fairy King."

The content is easy to understand, the singing is long and melodious, and it gives a sense of desolation when listening to it.

Following Li Erdan's voice, Xiaoyu seemed to see an old man, gently patting the head of a giant snake by the river, humming his last blessing.

"It seems that everyone living near Hualong River can sing these four lines of the ballad." said Li Erdan.

"Not only in the area around Hualong River, children throughout Shu Kingdom can sing it, and have all heard the story of the great god Bashe." Guan Zhong said.

Xiaoyu didn’t quite understand it now, but when she entered Shu Kingdom, she suddenly realized: Hualong River and Heilong River are almost the Yangtze River and Yellow River of Shu Kingdom.

The Hualong River and the Heilong River nurtured 70% of the Shu people.

"What does the Keba Snake God want with my Shadow God Picture?"

Xiaoyu pulled Guan Zhong aside and whispered his guess to him.

"Alas, what's so strange about this? The Shadow God Picture is a treasure! Not to mention that the young lady is stunningly beautiful, even ordinary flowers, birds, fish and insects, if painted by the Chinese Painting Saint, are rare treasures!

Think about it, how many painting masters are there in China, and how many authentic works have they left behind?

The great god Bashe saw the treasure falling into the river, picked it up and brought it back to his cave to keep it, there was no problem at all. "

Guan Zhong looked disapproving.

"Well, I hope so."

Xiaoyu had a premonition.

Sooner or later, she would meet the great god Bashe again because of the Shadow God Map, and even have some entanglements with him.

(End of this chapter)