Chapter 68

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date="2020-10-15"

title="Chapter 68"

weight="96363"

series = ["Don’t Discriminate Against Species"]

mode = "manual"

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"Grandpa Divine Beast, it's always raining lately, so our family went to town outside." The child grinned, dripping water on his wet forehead.

"Mom said, we are going to move, and I don't know when we will be back." The child seemed to be very distressed and respectfully made three bows to the river, and then sat down on a pile of pebbles.

"You can smell the smell of chicken drumsticks and steamed buns, then I'll start eating." The child took out the chicken drumsticks in the enamel cup and gnawed at the steamed buns.

This kid... will save money.

Fu Li looked at the child like a black-skinned monkey, eating the sacrifices cleanly, turned his head to look at the scorpion, and found that the other person’s face was not strange, he seemed to be used to this child’s behavior a long time ago, is this child often coming Worship.

"They all said that I fell into the river and did not drown. It was my luck. But I know that you saved me." He stretched his head and looked at the water, as if he could see the rescue through the deep river. My own beast, "Grandpa mythical beast, you can dream of what you like to eat, and I will bring it to you to smell it."

Fu Li turned his head to look at the worm, saying that he would destroy the sky and the earth. Why would he save a child who fell into the water?

"I just don't want the human corpse to make the bottom of the river even dirtier." Seeing Fu Li staring at himself, Wang Jian was a little unhappy, "What do you want me to do?"

"Then let's talk about revenge." Fu Li looked around, "Human books can't record this period of history, but the mountains, the trees here, and the demon cultivators here may still be remembered."

"Aren't you here to stop me from taking revenge?" He took his gaze away from the child. "The dragon by your side, I'm afraid it's the national fortune together, he will let me take revenge."

Zhuang Qing glanced at him and Fu Li, but did not speak.

"It's just that the golden light of this merit is somewhat familiar." Although the scorpion was incarnate by the beast's resentment, he inherited the memory of the scorpion, so he is a scorpion, and he is not, "The fool must have seen you when he was alive. "

Zhuang Qing said calmly: "Master Huguo is a great beast."

"Then you know, how did this amazing beast in your mouth die?" The scorpion laughed loudly. "He is sick, and his body is too weak to transform into a human form. As a result, he has to save the flood victims. Humans, these humans have received his favor and sincerely served him to death. However, after his death, these humans showed greedy faces, and even his bones were unwilling to let go."

Zhuang Qing looked at the turbulent river surface, her throat moved, but she couldn't say a good word to humans.

There is nothing more ungrateful than this.

The child sitting on the pebbles stood up and waved his hand towards the river: "My lord, see you next time." He turned and walked two steps, slipped his feet, and leaned into the river.

Before Zhuang Qing and Fu Li could react, the worm flew out, plunged into the water, and lifted the child out of the water. Seeing the child fainted, he stretched out his hand nervously and sniffed his nose. After making sure that he was OK, he took off all the wet clothes on his body, turned into a thick blanket, wrapped him up, and put it on him. I walked back in a clean place.

Fu Li thought silently, under this situation, the worm's wish to destroy the world, is afraid that it will not be completed.

"Among all the descendants of Father Dragon, I am the fastest." The worm went back into the enchantment and defended his face sternly.

"I understand." Fu Li nodded solemnly, "You can save that child one step ahead of us because you are fast."

Scorpion:...

Zhuang Qing:...

The atmosphere is unspeakably embarrassing.

"This is for you." Fu Li glanced at the sky, took out the jade-bone umbrella from Qiankun's bag, and handed it to the scorpion: "I will accompany you to investigate those ungrateful human offspring back then."

Smelling the smell of dragon on the umbrella, the worm did not pick up: "Umbrella made of keel?"

"Don't worry, this kind of dragon is a degenerate dragon, and it can't compare to your dragon father's kind of beast that can guard the square." Fu Li put the umbrella into his hand, "You are full of resentment, I'm afraid you haven't No matter how far you go, Tianlei will split you apart."

"That's true, most of the current dragons are weak in limbs and low in cultivation. Compared with the dragons of the past, they are too far behind." The worm took the umbrella, "The dragon next to you is still a bit worth seeing."

Zhuang Qing asked blankly: "Should I thank you for your compliment?"

"If you juniors understand these politeness, thank you." The scorpion stepped out of the thick fog and stepped on the muddy road. He looked back at the child lying next to him, and put a sleeve on him. Safe enchantment.

I heard that in the human world, child trafficking is popular now.

The people here live by the river, but because the local area is relatively poor, most of the young and middle-aged people go out to work, leaving the old and the weak, women and children to work at home. Because the government has urgently demolished the people, the entire village is deserted, with blue brick houses and two-story small buildings sparsely built around, looking very withered.

In his memory, there are many people in this village. The old people weave and weave fish nets, the women grow agricultural products, and the men go to the river to fish for money. Nature’s most wonderful gift to them is the one that submerged him. Years of the river.

The most dilapidated part of the village is the dilapidated temple and the original temple is not visible. I don't know when it was built and how many times it was renovated. When Fu Li and the others came to the village temple, they found that the stone steps in front of the village temple had been weathered a lot, the blue tiles that sheltered the rain had fallen out, a few pieces of rotten wood were staggered, and weeds were overgrown.

Waving his hand to get rid of the weeds in the temple, Fu Li saw a stone statue in the house. He didn't know what kind of stone it was carved from. He could barely see that the stone statue was an animal that looked a little like a lizard.

It seems to be... the real body of the worm?

Is it so ugly?

"The three lads in front are dangerous. Don't stay there." A middle-aged man with his trousers stood not far away and waved at them, "You are from a foreign city? I don't know if there is a flood here, why don't you go?"

Zhuang Qing walked to the middle-aged man, and took out his ID: "Hello, I'm from Jin City, come here to check things."

"Are you here to investigate the stone statue?" The middle-aged man glanced at his ID and immediately understood Zhuang Qing's intentions. "I am the village director here. I came back and ran for a while because I left an important document with the village committee. Come on. If you have anything you want to know, I can answer you, but it's dangerous here, we talk as we walk."

Zhuang Qing looked at the worm, and the worm nodded.

"Thanks a lot." Zhuang Qing thanked the village director.

"You are polite, you are also doing things for our people." The village director turned his head to look at Fu Li and the scorpion who were following him, grinning and saying, "The selection of staff in your big city depends on the appearance."

Zhuang Qing was stunned for a moment before she understood what the village director meant: "No, it's just a coincidence."

"Then the water and soil in your big city can nourish people." The village director sighed, "It's like ours, where generations are poor, it's really not easy to find a few water spirits."

"Director, what is enshrined in that ruined temple?" Fu Li took the opportunity to ask.

"I don't know. The ruined temple when I was young was like this. It is said that when the feudal superstition was broken, some children were ignorant and wanted to demolish the ruined temple. They would have a high fever when they came back. I have no life." The village director looked back at the ruined temple, "Since then, no one has touched this place. The goddess in the village said that there is a god in this temple, if anyone offends He will get retribution."

The village director realized that he was talking too much, and hurriedly said: "Of course, as a grassroots cadre, I definitely won't believe in such feudal superstitions. But the opinions of the masses should still be heeded. Anyway, there are few people in the village. So I kept it, and it didn't get in the way."

Fu Li:...

Village director, your political consciousness is very high.

"How can you be sure that you are worshipping a god?" Hunk sneered. "Maybe not?"

"I don't know about this." The village director was taken aback. "These are the words passed down from the older generation. Who knows whether they are true or false." What's wrong with this young man, it doesn't rain or the sun shines, What kind of umbrella?

The scorpion was stern and silent.

"But we really have a legend here, which is related to the god in the temple." The village host rubbed his hands, "You are not interested, I will tell you." The children in the village are tired of these legends. After finding an outsider to brag about it, the village director was in high spirits.

Seeing him eager to try, Zhuang Qing nodded: "Speak."

"It is said that a long time ago, there were many torrential rains in the sky, and there was a sudden flood in the villages near us. At that time, unlike now, the country will try its best to manage you and save you. At that time, the emperor was far away, and the locals The county magistrate’s corpse-position vegetarian meal will not care about the life and death of the people. After a few villages were flooded, the people called Tiantianbu, but suddenly a dragon fell from the sky and rescued all the people on the top of the mountain and gave them a lot of food. Maybe it was the dragon. There were too many people, and it took a lot of energy. It didn’t take long for him to die. The nearby villagers built this temple to commemorate him.” The village director said, “The old man said that as long as our children and grandchildren worship every day, the dragon will live. Come here and return to the sea."

Feng Jian snorted.

The village director thought he was laughing at this ignorance of thinking, and was a little embarrassed: "But it's all legends, which shouldn't be true. After all these years, no one has gone to worship except for some old people and children."

"Humans are not all like this, forgetful and fickle." The worm looked at a mountain in the distance, where "he" had saved the humans and settled them.

"Huh?" The village director looked at the scorpion in a puzzled manner. The people in the city are so interesting now that they dislike the entire human race.

Fu Li glared at the worm, and the sound transmission said to him: "Master worm, wait to scare this ghost away, we can't ask anything more valuable."

The worm snorted and did not speak.

The four climbed onto the highway, and the village director saw a motorcycle turning over in front of him, and ran over nervously: "Someone has an accident!"

Zhuang Qing and Fu Li stood there and didn't move, looking at the village director's eyes, there was some pity.

The village director ran to the motorcycle, feeling a little strange, isn't this his motorcycle? Who crashed his motorcycle like this?

However, when he saw the man lying on the ground covered in blood, he was stunned.

Isn't that...his own?

He looked at the corpse in a daze, then turned to look at Fu Li and others, seeming to be looking for an answer. He opened his mouth wide, and for a long time he dared not say: "I, I am dead?"

He was wifeless and childless, and his death was not too painful, not a major event. This time he went back to get the materials of the local people's subsistence allowances. Those who had a difficult time waited for the money to buy rice and put it in the pot. He died. I am afraid that this matter will be delayed again.

And this road should also be repaired. As soon as it rains, it will be muddy and slippery and prone to traffic accidents. He is an obvious example.

"Yes, you're dead." Hunk said unceremoniously, "Are you stupid, don't even know if you are alive or dead?"

"Hehe." The village director was so sarcasm, not angry, scratching his head and smiling a few times. People who work at the grassroots level are sometimes pointed at the nose and cursed by the common people, and sometimes when they meet people who are sloppy, they also talk about civilization and new style. So after working in this position for a few years, my temper will gradually get better.

"Then what should I do now?" The village director was a little worried. "Where should I go when people die?"

"There will be a bad guy who will take you to the underworld." Fu Li took out his cell phone and called the police. In order to fear that the police would suspect it, he called the medical emergency call.

"Oh." The village director sat cross-legged by the road, "Then you go quickly, I'll wait for the bad weather here. I am a ghost and I am not afraid of floods, you can't help but flood."

"Who told you that we are humans?" Hunk sneered. "How can people see ghosts?"

The village director jumped up from the ground in fright: "Then what are you?"

"I'm……"

Fu Li stretched out his hand to cover the mouth of the worm: "He is joking with you. The three of us have learned a little magic from an expert, so we can see you."

"So you are masters." The village director looked at Zhuang Qing suspiciously. "The ID you just showed me is fake. What do you want to do in our village? Do you steal the idol?"

Zhuang Qing frowned: "Why do you steal a stone and take it back as a stool?"

Village Director: "..."

That's true.

He glared at Zhuang Qing. Zhuang Qing was unmoved, lowered his head and took out a handkerchief, and wiped it with Fu Li's hand: "You are stained with mud."

"Huh?" Fu Li smiled and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Zhuang Qing glanced at the scorpion and said to Fu Li, "It is almost impossible to retrieve things from a tree more than a thousand years ago, because there is no tree here for so many years, and these mountains are also They are all ordinary, without forming mountain spirits."

"Then what to do?"

Hearing the sound of bells coming from a distance, Zhuang Qing said: "The most clear trajectory of the life and death of the local people is the underworld."

"Fu Li Dao Monarch, Minister Zhuang, why are you here?" Li Xi was also surprised when he saw Fu Li and Zhuang Qing.

"We have something to ask the elders, but I don't know if the elders can help." Fu Li saluted Li Xi. Li Xi quickly avoided the ceremony and smiled and said, "Please tell me."

"I wonder if the underworld can find the life and death records of the people here 1,500 years ago?" Fu Li turned around and looked at the scorpion, "This matter is very important to us, please help from the adult."

"One thousand and five hundred years ago?" Li Xi thought for a while, took out his mobile phone and said to the village director sitting next to him: "Wait first."

"You are free, you are free." The village director watched the excitement with gusto. This is a bad affair. He has lived a lifetime and has never seen it.

I adjusted the birth and death book work system, searched 1,500 years ago by time, and then entered the location. The birth date, life track, and cause of death of the local people popped out in it.

A person's life is only a few crosses in the book of life and death.

"Fifteen hundred years ago, around 520 AD, almost all the villagers here were killed by bandits, and the dead numbered more than two hundred." Li Xi said, "According to the original trajectory, they shouldn't have died, but the local people. , It seems that a forbidden technique was used to change the fate. In other words, it was condemned by God.

"Heaven's Scourge..." Fu Li said in surprise, "So many people have all suffered from the Scourge?"

"Yes." Li Xi called up the records of the Scourge incident that year, sighed and sighed, "After these ghosts arrived in the underworld, they said they were blessed by the Shenlong, but the Shenlong died because of them. I don't know where they heard it. The evil method of the evil way said that as long as the bones of the gods are buried in the water, and then temples are built for them, the gods will have a day to live through the incense."

"They...want to save the dragon?" Fu Li suddenly turned his head to look at the worm, but the worm lowered his head, he couldn't see the expression on his face.

"If there is a dragon here, how could the dragon be exhausted by saving a few people? It can only be said that the dragon is about to die." Li Xi put away the phone, "the dragon was destined to die, but these people tried to bring it back to life. This goes against the way of heaven, and it will naturally be condemned by heaven."

"Perhaps these people lied. They just want to keep the dragon bones and suppress the river to avoid flooding?" Fu Li said, "Will there be a damnation in this way?"

"Dead bones, even if they are used as waste, can there be any divine condemnation?" Li Xi shook his head. "Why is Fu Li Dao Monarch interested in the events of the year? Is it related to the upcoming flood?"

"There will be floods here?"

"According to the records in the book of life and death, there should have been floods here long ago, and many people will die." Li Xi sighed, "As a result, I stayed here for a day, but only guarded the unlucky ghost who threw himself to death on a motorcycle. ."

He took out his mobile phone office system and looked at it again, and snorted: "In modern society, changes are fast, and the records in the life and death book have also been changed. There will be no more floods here, then I should get off work." Li Xi, who is well put on the lock and soul chain and has a reduced workload, feels refreshed, "I will take him back and he will be off work, everyone."

"Farewell." Fu Li looked at his cheerful back and didn't know what to say for a while.

Looking at the mountain in the distance, the scorpion flew up with a little tiptoe. When Fu Li and Zhuang Qing saw this, they followed.

Because of the policy of returning farmland to forests implemented in the past few years, the vegetation above is lush, there is almost no road up the mountain, and naturally there are not too many traces of human beings.

There was a stone cave on the mountainside, and the worm stood at the entrance of the cave and did not go in.

Fu Li took out three huge night pearls from Qiankun's bag, and divided one for Zhuang Qing and Zhuang Qing. The entrance of the cave suddenly lit up.

Walking into the cave, Fu Li saw the crude and almost abstract stone carvings on the wall.

Long rivers, flooded humans, and beasts that descend from the sky.

This is a thank you letter spanning a thousand years.

The people here look forward to the Shenlong being able to wake up again, return to the sea and the blue sky.

However, the most ignorant way was used.