Becoming a God Starting from a Water Monkey

A tidal wave of noise lingered in my ears.

Liang Qu, who walked around the shadow wall and saw the grand scene on the street, paused in his steps.

This year, many more people came to participate in the River God Festival than expected!

Liang's house is quite far away from the Shangrao port. Even so, the crowds of people in front of the house are like ants surrounding honey!

Just a block away, under the big locust tree, a storyteller who set up a tarpaulin stall spoke in a high-pitched voice and spoke a passage of "Three Heroes and Five Righteousness" in a careless manner, which still caused uproar.

All business is done here!

Xiang Fangsu leaned against the shadow wall, licking the head of the black dragon dog, and finally saw the main character on the stage, urging him repeatedly.

"Walk around, stop inking! Let's go!"

"Why are you so anxious?" Liang Qu looked up at the sun and felt helpless at Xiang Fangsu's urging, "The River God Festival starts at noon. There is at least an hour left. Are you going to bask in the sun on the dock?"

"It's easy to make things worse if you just improvise. You don't know how to practice?"

Xiang Fangsu rambled on, his pupils suddenly dilated, he opened the beam canal, and leaned on the screen wall to look around.

"What are you looking at?" Liang Qu wondered, "What is there to see in my courtyard?"

"You are such a thick-browed girl. You look honest, but what you do is not honest at all. You are so young and so beautiful! Where did you find the maid? Come on, give me some advice!"

Xiang Fangsu never expected that Liang Qu would have two most beautiful maids in his own home!

There are some pretty ones in Yaxing, twenty or thirty liang are enough to win.

The ones that can be called good-looking are only a hundred taels, but the two in front of me, in terms of appearance alone, are worth less than a thousand taels...

No.

Can't give a price.

Not visible at all!

"No way, Long Pingjiang, Long Pinghe's sister, come and work with me."

Xiang Fangsu turned around in surprise: "Dragon Man's sister? Isn't that Dragon Girl?"

Liang Qu shrugged.

He wasn't talking nonsense.

Long Ren is a family. Long Yao and Long Li trace their roots. They can indeed be called Long Pingjiang and Long Pinghe brother. They may be called uncle or grandpa strictly according to their seniority.

Xiang Fangsu was disappointed.

Boring.

"let's go!"

The two of them stepped out of the house, and like boiling water pouring over white snow, a small circle of open space was immediately cleared in the crowded street.

The villagers didn't know Xiang Fangsu, but they recognized Liang Qu next to him.

"Master Liang!"

"Hello, Mr. Liang!"

The greetings continued one after another.

No matter where he went, people heard voices giving way, which made Xiang Fangsu speechless.

When he saw the pier, Liang Qu was stunned and pointed to the altar in the center of the pier.

"Did you do it?"

Xiang Fangsu raised his head slightly.

"Time was too tight, so I asked the craftsmen from the shipyard to work overnight. It was a bit rough, but it was roughly in shape."

Compared with the River God Festival in previous years, the entire altar has completely changed.

The thirteen steps remained unchanged, which was an auspicious number, but each step was completely widened, lengthened, and raised. The entire altar was lifted to a height of nearly three stories, and the floor space was doubled several times!

It's enough for more than ten people to go up side by side.

Next to the altar, there was a small high platform, slightly lower than the altar. It seemed that Xiang Fangsu had prepared it for himself.

After that, on both sides of the square, six large drums were erected, with large vertebrae as thick as human leg bones.

The end is mighty and majestic.

Weird, I really care about it.

Liang Qu originally thought Xiang Fangsu was here for fun.

Unexpectedly, a lot of stuff came out.

"Amazing."

Xiang Fangsu was quite pleased with himself: "There is a big sacrifice every year in the imperial capital, and there is always an altar."

Under the eaves, Qing Zhuang saw Liang Qu's arrival from a distance and ran to report the news.

moment.

Chen Zhaoan led people to receive him.

Liang Qu was familiar with the road and followed the house to rest for a while. The owners of the martial arts gyms and wealthy people in the town came to greet him one after another.

It's like visiting the pier.

This year there are many more large households in the town, and there is an additional martial arts school, forming a tripartite situation.

The owner of the new martial arts gym, whose surname is Xu, is stronger than the two owners of the "old martial arts gym" that has been open for a year.

But I couldn't get it in front of Liang Qu.

He has a lot of them.

The master of the hall, Xu, had not shown his face before, and had quietly paid one hundred liang of the money for the River God Sacrifice, and then he officially opened the door to accept apprentices.

It seems that the payment of money to organize the River God Festival is regarded as some kind of unique business license.

At noon.

All the respectable people in the town were present.

After checking, Fan Zixuan, Yan Qingshan and other subordinates also took the time to attend.

It was even more lively outside.

The alleys between houses and the alleys between streets are crowded with people.

"Come on, come on, give in, give in!"

"Give way!"

There were waves of uproar.

Three giant carts pulling three giant beasts came from the end of the street.

The ferocious beast was bound with iron chains and put on the slaughtering table.

The rising emotions of the villagers reached a new peak.

"Is that a sacrifice?"

"Weird, so big!"

"I heard that eating a small piece of this water monster's meat can keep you from being hungry for a whole day. It makes your whole body strong and can even cure diseases. Can we get this Zuo Lun?"

"Who are you from? It's your first time back to Yixing Town?"

"This is my first time here in Nanxun." The man who spoke tightened his wife's and children's hands to prevent them from being scattered by the crowd.

He had heard before that no matter whether he was a local or not, he could be divided according to head count if he participated, so he brought his whole family here early in the morning to try his luck.

"I thought so." Hearing that the person was a stranger, he couldn't help showing a bit of pride on his face, "You are lucky to meet Mr. Liang, so don't worry about it. Do you think Mr. Liang cares about you?"

"Yes, yes, yes."

The man smiled awkwardly, and his nervous heart relaxed slightly.

The sun gradually moved.

The June sun was sharp, and the surroundings were bright and hazy, as if the dream was ethereal and unreal.

The villagers were sweating and thirsty.

Chen Zhaoan saw that several people were pale, so he sent young men to distribute iced mung bean soup.

At the same time, he asked the crowd to move back and make room.

This year, it was hot, and there were many people, so it was inevitable to get heatstroke. He sent people to prepare soup and medicine early in the morning, and bought a lot of ice.

Although buying ice in midsummer is expensive, to be honest, because of the river god festival, Chen Zhaoan has collected so much silver that he can only spend it this way.

"Cheap!"

The long incense curled and burned the thin rope.

The iron beads fell into the tray, making a crisp sound.

The noisy crowd on the whole wharf gradually quieted down.

A few miles away, there was a vast marsh.

Several big snakes saw the crowd gradually quiet down, and scanned with their pupils, trying to find the Liang surnamed Shui Lang among them.

They had never met Liang Qu, so the big snakes didn't know what he looked like, but they had already found out that the chief priest of this sacrifice was the Liang surnamed Du Shui Lang, so it wouldn't be too difficult to identify him.

The red-scaled big snake looked around and turned back to the snakes: "Are you all ready?"

The yellow snake said: "One water treasure ginseng, one glass grass, and one blue lotus, there will be no mistake."

"Good! Send it out, one beast at a time!"

The red-scaled big snake spit out the snake letter.

These three things are all precious plants!

Each one is worth no less than a deep-water treasure fish. Even if it is taken by a big monster, it can save several years of work!

And this is just a gift for meeting!