diskusbooks Chapter 485: Overturned Rivers and Drowned the Emperor's Heart
Chapter 485: Overturned Rivers and Drowned the Emperor's Heart
There are many mountains in Dayu. Wherever the mountains converge, there is a big mountain god who coordinates the smaller mountain gods, the land, as well as the mountain spirits and intelligent beasts below.
Therefore, the twelve mountain gods each represent twelve mountain regions. However, the mountain regions are not tightly connected like a territory, without any gaps. Instead, they are scattered across the territory, some large, some small, some tight, some loose.
Panjiu City worships the mountain god of Elong Mountain and belongs to the Elong Mountain area.
After leaving Panjiu City and entering the wilderness, you will enter the territory of the mountain god. Although you can visit various temples and receive some care, the journey is really difficult.
After walking for a day, it was getting dark. They could hear wolves howling in the distance and snakes moving nearby. Although Zhang Long and Zhao Hu were in a hurry to get on with their journey, they had to stop and rest.
Zhao Hu made a fire and Zhang Long paved the ground. Although they looked rough, they were very familiar with the delicate work and skillful manual labor for survival in the wild without any confusion.
Soon a fire started. Zhao Hu went to collect firewood and Zhang Long went to collect fodder. Wang Ruyi was the only one left by the fire.
She looked around, her eyes moist. She had been walking all day, feeling dizzy and waking up, waking up and feeling dizzy again, repeating this several times. Finally, at night, she was able to rest for a while.
But she found that it was difficult for her to sit down without help. The ropes under the robe were heavy, so she could only stand by the fire and wait quietly for her fate.
She never expected that one day she would end up in such a situation. Her true self was still there, but her emotions, fear and anger were also there.
It was impossible for her to be calm throughout this journey until her final death.
As he was thinking, the two men came back one after another. Zhang Long spread soft grass on the ground to make two small beds, and Zhao Hu added firewood. The two men took a piece of pancake from their bags and broke it off to eat.
It was nothing compared to the delicacies from the previous day. My mouth was dry and tasteless after eating it, so I had to chew and swallow it hard. But it filled my stomach, so I forced myself to swallow it. Afterwards, I drank a sip of hot water, and the dry food gradually swelled in my stomach, so I could say I had a full meal.
But the two of them didn't know that the simple pancakes had made Wang Ruyi greedy. She swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva. Not to mention pancakes, she hadn't eaten even leftovers for a long time.
Along the way, her only ration was the breath-extending and mind-refreshing pill, but it couldn't be said to be shabby, because one black pill was worth ten taels and was a luxury item.
Now the man sitting on the throne has also taken great pains to keep himself alive. But Wang Ruyi couldn't resist. Standing, sitting, walking, and stopping were out of her control, not to mention the kung fu of suicide, which was so extravagant and so far away. The two lay down, Zhao Hu glanced at Wang Ruyi, and fell asleep.
Ignore her completely.
Wang Ruyi stood upright. Not only was her body exhausted, but there were also small stones mixed in her boots. It was almost torture to step on them. Finally, she rolled her eyes and fainted without knowing when.
When she woke up again, it was already daytime. Zhang Long put out the fire, kicked her awake, and continued on his way. It was a boring journey, almost repetitive.
Four days passed.
After crossing the relatively flat Luojiu Mountain, we arrived at the Fanjiang River. The river was turbulent, like huge waves. How to cross it became another problem.
It was summer, and the cicadas were chirping everywhere, making people feel annoyed. Zhang Long was worried. If he couldn't cross the river, he would have to go around it, which would be a much longer journey.
Zhao Hu said, "Don't panic, brother. Look at the other side. Isn't there a small boat?"
"I'll call him over to take us there, is that inconvenient?"
Zhang Long was delighted, thinking that his brother had incredibly good eyesight, as he could see the other side of the river clearly even though it was so far away.
Immediately, the two of them gathered their inner strength and shouted at the loudest. However, the two banks were far apart, separated by a large river. The waves in the river were rolling and crashing, not only swallowing people's bodies and drowning their souls, but even the sound would seem to be dragged to the bottom of the river if it entered the river. No one knew if it could be heard on the other side.
Furthermore, even if the news reaches the other side, I don’t know whether the people there will agree to it. Today the waves are unusually large.
It hadn't roared for a moment when people on the other side of the river came rowing their boats. The river was not calm, and the boats were swaying, making people worried that they would capsize. Zhang Long hesitated and said, "Brother, why don't we go across the river? It's farther, but it's safer. It won't risk your life, right?"
Zhao Hu sneered in his heart. Zhang Long didn't know that there was a god living in this Fanjiang River, named "Fanjiang Shen Hezi". Although he was called Hezi, he was actually a river god.
The reason for choosing the character "Zi" was that he did not want to discredit the mother of the river, so he named it "Zi". This journey to the south to strip off his name was all planned. He, Zhao Hu, was not the protagonist, and Zhang Long was even less the protagonist.
It is Wang Ruyi.
Everything they did was aimed at Wang Ruyi. The Eight Immortals of Zuichunlou broke the emperor's heart, and now they are drowning the emperor in the river. Soon, the old man rowed over, looked at Zhao Hu, and laughed: "Hakka, you are lucky to meet me, otherwise it would take more than ten days to cross the river."
"Stop talking nonsense. Get on the boat. Get on the boat. You won't be short of money." Zhang Long said impatiently.
"Very good, very good." The old man stroking the boat stroked his beard and smiled, which annoyed Zhang Long, who cursed, "What are you looking at?"
The old man rowing the boat said, "My boat is small, but the rules are strict. I only accept two passengers a day. I won't wait for later passengers. But I see that there are three of you. What should I do?"
"You old thief! I see that your boat can clearly seat four or five people. Do you want me to kill you with a knife?" Zhang Long was furious and was about to draw his sword to kill him.
The old man played by Hezi pretended to be scared and took three or two steps back, almost falling into the river. Zhao Hu saw this and quickly stopped Zhang Long and said, "Brother, you are so reckless. Let me negotiate, and you step aside, step aside."
Zhang Long put away his knife awkwardly. Zhao Hu said, "You old boy, your eyes are blurry. Look again, aren't there only two of us brothers here?"
The old man looked at Wang Ruyi, and the meaning was self-evident.
Zhao Hu sneered, "You don't know, she was born as a human, but she didn't have a name or a sex. Look at her, how does she look like a human?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Ruyi clenched his fists under his robe, his chest filled with hatred.
"If that's the case, you can still get on the boat." Old Man Hezi said calmly.
But he added, "But what you two said doesn't count. She has to agree herself."
Old Man Hezi looked at Wang Ruyi and suddenly shouted, "Let me ask you, are you a human being?"
The voice was like a loud bell, shaking heaven and earth, and it was like a heart-wrenching question asked on the platform. This question seemed simple, but it was actually full of mystery.
Only those who practice Taoism and those who have experienced it firsthand can perceive it. Zhang Long and Zhao Hu looked at Wang Ruyi and waited for his answer.
Zhao Hu knew the situation and was also a god. He knew that as long as Wang Ruyi nodded in agreement, the emperor would be drowned in the turbulent river and would have no chance to get up. He would be a human being but in reality no longer a human being, let alone an emperor.
Zhang Long was unaware of the situation and was just an ordinary warrior. He only knew that Wang Ruyi was the one, so he and his companions could cross the river and save ten days of journey.
"You idiot, why don't you nod your head quickly?" Zhang Long scolded.
Wang Ruyi had never practiced Taoism, so she could only vaguely sense that something was different, but she didn't know what it was. At this moment, she had no hesitation in her heart.
If she nodded in agreement, she could save ten days of walking. If she denied it, the road to Raojiang would be long, and Zhang Long and Zhao Hu would make things difficult for her, almost killing her.
How to choose?
Stay true to yourself? But isn't that a dream? Since we are already alive, we should relax as much as possible. That should be the right path, right?