Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

Three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

Inside the hut, the pot gas rose like white smoke, and the whole pot of broth had already bottomed out, and the surrounding area was filled with a strong smell of meat.

Old man Xu squinted his eyes, his nose was red, and when he opened his mouth, the smell of alcohol was pungent.

"Uncle Xu, you said you are alone, why don't you find a companion, just this skill... Tsk tsk, even the girls in Wild Donkey Alley must live with you..."

Zhou Dao blushed and laughed out loud.

It has been a long time since he ate and drank as much as he did today.

"Women in Wild Donkey Alley, if they want to live a good life with you, they must be exhausted, dry and powerless..." Old man Xu shook his head: "They can't stand it..."

"Uncle Xu, there is something wrong with you." Zhou Dao raised his eyes and took a deep look.

At this age, it would be nice to have someone to take care of her by her side, so maybe she wants to have other thoughts! ?

"This filthy world is a big dye vat. These women have the heaviest red dust on them. They have received countless people, and their breath is mixed. They are the best material for this big dye vat. Therefore, most of them have bad lives and are difficult to end well." Old man Xu Shen Sheng said.

As a watchman, he walks day and night, he has seen too many things, he has seen too many people, the world of mortals, demons and ghosts, people's hearts change, time changes...

Old man Xu saw all of this.

"There used to be a girl in Yelu Alley, she was pretty, even in Wanhualou, she could be regarded as the top card, she was quite high-spirited, and she didn't want to be like her predecessors, stick to it again, wait until she is old and beautiful, and no one cares about her. , carrying a whole body of internal diseases, dying of old age here."

Old man Xu's voice sounded slowly in the hut.

Through the white steam, Zhou Dao only felt that the old man Xu's figure was a little blurry.

"That girl was very high-spirited and had good luck. She met a benefactor who was passing by and gave her a sum of money to let her live in peace."

"The lady used this money to go to the imperial capital and earned 16,000 taels of silver in less than a year..."

Speaking of this, Zhou Dao couldn't help showing a strange look.

He had heard the rumor before,

That was the legend of Wild Donkey Alley.

In less than a year, I earned 16,000 taels of silver. According to the market price, even if each person is 8 silver, it would cost more than 2,000 people. On average, I have to pick up eight people every day. My mother...just thinking about it Then the scalp becomes numb.

This level of dedication is enough to overwhelm Zhou Dao and make a workaholic like Li Shantao feel ashamed.

"It's a pity, the women in the world of mortals have too many people, their breath is mixed, and their fates are mostly bad. It didn't take long for that girl to offend the officials, confiscate her property, and was imprisoned for a long time. After she came out, she fell seriously ill. , was quite down and out, and no one saw her again."

Old man Xu was expressionless and drank a glass of wine.

The world of mortals is rolling, there is no good thing, the women in the wild donkey alley want to wash their hands in the gold basin after earning enough, bring money, find an honest man to marry, and enjoy the rest of their lives.

In fact, most of them failed to do so, and the rest of their lives were extremely miserable.

After all, how can there be so many honest people in this world?

Even when Liu Shen Taoist was still a mortal, he was honest and responsible, but his wife made a trick out of the wall, and finally forced him to turn into a demon, and killed the adulterer's body.

Most of the women in the world of mortals have a rough fate, are helpless, and wander for a lifetime.

In fact, Uncle Xu didn't seem much better than the girls in Wild Donkey Alley.

"Uncle Xu, do you have any family?" Zhou Dao couldn't help asking.

Uncle Xu was silent, his expression could not be seen clearly in the hazy pot gas, and the charcoal fire was boiling, making chi-chi noises.

Uncle Xu raised the wine glass in his hand and drank it in one gulp. After a long silence, a slightly hoarse and deep voice sounded slowly.

"There used to be...but then they all died..."

Zhou Dao's heart skipped a beat, he held his wine glass and remained silent.

"When I was young, a blind man told my fortune. He said that my fate was too hard and too fierce. The world is vast. I'm afraid no one can bear it. Whoever comes will die..."

"At that time, I was young and frivolous, and I didn't take the blind man's words to heart, but later... the world is unpredictable, and the old man has to believe in fate..."

The old man Xu murmured softly, his voice was broken and continuous, like a low cry.

"At that time, I was young in a thin spring shirt, riding a horse leaning on a leaning bridge, with red sleeves all over the building... The emerald screen was bent and golden, and I was drunk in the flowers. This time I saw the flowers and branches, and the white head vowed not to return...

"Looking back and recalling Jiangnan music again, the confidante will never see her again..."

The old man Xu was lying on the table, crying and laughing, muttering in his mouth, but he could no longer hear clearly.

Seeing Zhou Dao, he sighed softly.

Uncle Xu is also a pitiful person. At his age, his family is not around, and he still has to run around for his livelihood.

Thinking of this, Zhou Dao stood up and helped old man Xu onto the bed.

"Xiao Zhou...your dog...good dog...eat..." Old man Xu murmured softly, and in the blink of an eye, he started snoring loudly.

Zhou Dao cleaned up the house and then retreated.

He reckoned that Uncle Xu had lived alone for too long, and had no one to talk to for a long time, that's why he was like this today, and he was so drunk.

Zhou Dao didn't linger, he turned around and was about to leave.

When he came to the yard, he stopped suddenly, his gaze was attracted by a stone tablet in the corner.

Uncle Xu's yard is full of sundries and wastes he scavenged. Among them, this stone carving is the most special. On the top is carved a dragon's head, which is ferocious and fierce, and it is densely carved with words.

Zhou Dao's heart skipped a beat, he walked over and leaned over to check.

This stele is not complete, a corner is missing, and it is full of cracks. I don't know where it was picked up.

"Dragon King Temple!?"

Looking at the words on the stone tablet, Zhou Dao discovered that there was originally a temple beside the Nielong River, which was erected by the people to worship the Dragon King. Later, the river flooded and submerged the embankment, and the Dragon King Temple was abandoned.

The legend about the Dragon King is recorded on this stele, and it should be picked up by Uncle Xu.

"Is there really a Dragon King?"

As we all know, a hundred years ago, when the Nielong River stopped flowing, someone dug out a stone tablet in the mud at the bottom of the river, on which were written the four ancient seal characters of [Dragon King Lingfu].

Later, someone had the audacity to dig deep at the place where the stele stood, and unexpectedly dug out an ancient well, which was as round as a millstone and as big as a courtyard. There was a rumbling sound from inside, and a heavy chain was exposed outside.

At this moment, the river spewed out from the mouth of the well again, drowning many people.

Since then, legends about the Dragon King have spread in Pingjiang City.

If that's all, it's just a well-known legend at best.

But it happened that someone went down that ancient well back then and survived.

The most important thing is that this person is still alive today, and he is not an unknown person.

"The number one expert in Linjiang Mansion, King Huo Long!" Zhou Dao couldn't help but said while looking at the record on the stone tablet.

King Huo Long was just an unknown boy back then, but because of that incident, he embarked on the road of cultivation and started his legendary life.

This Linjiang Mansion Secretary, the imperial court's chief official, is said to visit Pingjiang City in person every few years to worship at the river.

This makes the legend of the Dragon King more authentic and credible.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Zhou Dao's eyes lit up, and he saw a strange record.

Dragons are sexually promiscuous, have sex with everything, often enter the mundane world, have intercourse with things, have different fetuses, and stay in the dragon's lair! !