Take this little lucky star home and the whole dynasty will be filled with prosperity!

"Let's go take a look at the Tianji Mirror!" Luo Luo couldn't persuade him anymore and quickly changed the subject.

As soon as she heard about the Tianji Mirror, Wang Luo's sadness was instantly put away. She rolled up her sleeves, wiped her tears, and quickly took Luo Luo away from the Sutra Library.

When they came out, their different expressions left the Buddha King and the royal family guarding outside dumbfounded.

What on earth did this guy see in there?

Why do some people hold back their laughter, some feel sad, some feel pity, and some even feel very aggrieved...

"Young master, I will arrange for people to go to the place where the Heavenly Secret Mirror is stored immediately." Wang Luo hurried out to make arrangements. Xiao Chenming took Luo Luo with him, thinking with a nostalgic look on his face about the "Biography of the Holy Ancestor" he had just seen in the Sutra Library.

"Lolo, does the Holy Ancestor of the Buddhist world have anything to do with you?" Xiao Chenming asked directly.

Just now, he saw the guilty look on the little girl's face, and his intuition told him that she was involved in this matter.

"Uh... Maybe he is too obsessed!" The little guy raised his eyes, looking helpless.

Seeing her like this, Xiao Chenming stopped asking questions. Since it was an obsession, he would leave it to time and experience.

soon.

A group of people set out again in a mighty procession.

The Tianji Mirror was sealed by Wang Luo at the bank of the Daughter River, in the home of the village chief of Tianji Village, and was salvaged by the village chief and several villagers.

The Daughter River is a large river that surrounds the Buddha Kingdom, from south to north, covering half of the entire Buddha Kingdom.

The remote frontier borders the southern part of Buddha, which is where they just entered Buddha.

At this moment, they had reached the north of Buddha, which is also the northernmost end of Daughter River.

After two days of journey, the group finally arrived at Tianji Village in the northernmost part.

"Young master, the Heavenly Mirror is right in front. I will take you there now..." Wang Luo supported Luo Luo and walked at the front of the team.

The setting sun was like blood, shining on the crooked old locust tree at the entrance of Tianji Village, half of its branches were dead and rotten, and the bark was cracked. Inside the village, the adobe houses were low and crooked, with mud peeling off the walls, revealing the cracked straw inside.

The doors of every house are dilapidated, with a few straw mats serving as door panels, swaying in the wind.

Looking around, it was very bleak.

"This area belongs to the Buddha border. Because it is surrounded by mountains and has poor transportation, people here rarely go out. Fortunately, it is close to the Daughter River, so they rely on the water for their livelihood."

The guards around him introduced the Holy Ancestor in detail.

"But there are risks in living off the water. If there is a high tide, floods and mudslides, the people will not be able to harvest any grain and their lives will be in danger."

"So, every time the tide comes in, the villagers here try every possible way to offer sacrifices to the river god, hoping to appease the river god's anger and gain peace in return."

When Luo Luo heard this, he immediately stopped walking, "Sacrifice to the river god?"

"Yes, nominally it is a sacrifice to the river god, but in reality it is helping the river god to get married. In the village, a young woman is selected and thrown into the river as a gift to the river god."

The guard continued to explain that he was ordered to guard the Tianji Mirror here, and during this time, he learned a lot of legends about the river god.

Everyone walked forward while listening to the guards' explanation.

However, the villagers around them were hiding in the dark, watching them secretly.

Especially when he saw Lolo, there was fear and a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

And at this time.

Knowing that the Holy Ancestor was coming in person, the village chief of Tianji Village was waiting at the entrance of the village early.

"I, a commoner, pay my respects to the Holy Ancestor!" The village chief and his group of people knelt down to kowtow to Wang Luo.

“Get up…”

At the command, everyone stood up.

The village chief was an amiable old man. When he saw the pink and plump Luo Luo, he was startled for a moment, but soon recovered. "Dear guests, please try the bacon in my house. The bacon made by my old lady is the best."

I took a glance and saw the little man drooling over the bacon on the beam.

"Okay, okay, Lolo has never eaten bacon before?" The little guy stared at the row of bacon and swallowed.

Xiao Chenming covered his face and held his forehead. As long as he found food, nothing else mattered.

The crowd came to the village chief's house in a mighty manner. At this time, the sky was gray, which seemed like the prelude to a snowstorm.

The village's eyes were deep and there was a trace of worry on his face.

“Holy Ancestor, once you get the Heavenly Secret Mirror, let’s return to the capital as soon as possible. I’m afraid there will be a blizzard here. If we encounter an avalanche and the road is blocked, we won’t be able to return…”

"Avalanche? Do avalanches happen often here?" Lolo was very curious.

"Hey! We are surrounded by mountains. In the summer, there are mudslides caused by heavy rains and avalanches caused by heavy snow in the winter. Hey, it's miserable!"

A trace of bitterness emerged on the island owner's face.

"Looking at the weather, this blizzard should be quite severe. If there is a strong avalanche, the whole village will be buried."

"Alas! Now, the river god no longer blesses our village..." The village chief looked helpless.

"River God?" Lolo asked curiously again.

"Yes, the river god is the son of the god who controls the Daughter River. Everything around him is under his control. The people are terrified and respectful to him. In the past, whenever there was a flood or an avalanche, we would offer sacrifices to the river god. And every time we offered sacrifices to the river god, there would be peace for many years, with good weather and abundant harvests."

"But for some reason, since the sacrifice hundreds of years ago, the river god no longer protects us. On the contrary, the more we sacrifice, the more difficult it becomes and the more severe it becomes."

As the village chief spoke, he stood up and looked for the village history, which recorded in detail the relevant matters of each sacrifice to the river god.

Wang Luo took it in his hand and flipped through it roughly.

Luo Luo, on the other hand, was holding a freshly steamed sausage in his hand and chewing it with relish.

The village history records the origin of the village from the first page, but there is no way to verify when the custom of offering sacrifices to the river god began.

The first sacrifice to the river god that can be seen was a thousand years ago. After a flood, the whole village was devastated. The villagers selected a young woman, threw her into the river, and offered sacrifice to the river god. As a result, the river god blessed Tianji Village with peace for 150 years.

During the second sacrifice more than 900 years ago, another young woman was chosen to offer sacrifice to the river god, who quelled the avalanche disaster and brought peace to Tianji Village for 200 years.

This kind of sacrifice to the river god continued until the fifth sacrifice...

The first four sacrifices brought hundreds of years of peace and prosperity. However, starting from the fifth sacrifice, everything changed. Floods became more severe and avalanches became even more serious.

"The fifth sacrifice, what did you offer?"

Luo Luo was even more curious. The first four times, you offered young women as sacrifices, which was just what the river god wanted. Did you offer an ugly one the fifth time?

The village chief hesitated for a moment, then slowly said, "No, it's just that after the fourth sacrifice, when the woman went down, there has been peace and tranquility for more than a hundred years. However, we often hear low sobbing sounds coming from the Daughter River..."